"Did your fourth uncle do it?" said the old man, who looked at me deeply.

I said to the old man, Master, yes.

Hearing my words, the old man was silent for a moment, and muttered softly, so it was.

After saying this, the old man walked towards Mo Yan.

If I say I did it, I don't know how the old man looks at me.

"Operator, you guard the east gate, Xiaoye, you guard the west gate, and the fat third man will leave the south gate to you to guard. The old man, Master, looked at the fat man and said.

The fat man nodded and said yes, no problem, and walked towards the south corner.

"Xiao Ye, do what your master says, your master is going to set up a formation. The fat man said in a deep voice.

I hummed softly, and immediately walked to the west, and when I came in this direction, I stopped, and looked at my master with both eyes, and then at the ink words inside the coffin.

My hands clenched into fists, and I felt uneasy, I didn't know if the old man's master could save Mo Yan, and if not, what should I do.

"The heavenly spirit is above, the nine spirits are empty, if the soul goes, the soul will return, and the Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law. The old man said in a deep voice, holding a peachwood sword in his hand and waving it, just like a dancing god.

The more I looked at the old man, the more I understood in my heart that the old man must be summoning spirits.

"Could it be that Mo Yan's soul has already descended to the underworld?"

"Mo Yan, the soul returns!" the old man's master, Taomu Jian, pointed at Mo Yan's eyebrows, and said in a cold voice.

"Soul returns!" the old man scolded again, his face becoming more and more ugly.

Suddenly, the old man's mouth opened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person took three steps back.

"The soul is out of the body, and the life hangs by a thread. The old man said weakly, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Mo Yan's body, and his face turned pale.

"Master, how is Mo Yan's health? I hurriedly said to the old man, Master.

When the old man heard my words, he first shook his head, sighed lightly, and his face became a little ugly.

"Mo Yan's soul has been sent by the ghost to capture the underworld, and there is only this body in the yang world. The old man sighed softly.

My heart sank, thinking to myself, how could it be possible, Mo Yan's ability was so strong, how could he be caught by ghosts.

"If the master wants to swallow the snake gall, you can say it directly, I will give up half of the snake gall, and I just ask the master to save Mo Yan. I said in a deep voice, feeling more and more dissatisfied with the old man's master.

"Bastard!" the old man raised his hand and slapped me hard in the face, knocking my face into a red palm.

"What do you think of as a teacher, a teacher is not a thin lover, I have taught Mo Yan Taoism for more than ten years, as the saying goes, one day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father, Mo Yan is like my daughter, how can I be greedy for snake gall, and not to save her. The old man said coldly to me.

The fat man walked over slowly, squatted down, stretched out his hand, touched the artery in Mo Yan's neck, and nodded at me.

"Mo Yan's soul is indeed gone. The fat man spoke.

Listening to the fat man's words, I looked at the old man with complicated eyes.

The truth of what this old man said was true or false, and sometimes it was impossible to tell the difference.

"The apprentice is reckless, and I ask the master not to be angry. ”

I arched my hand.

"I don't have time to be angry with your kid, Mo Yan's soul has been out of the body for three hours, if you don't chase the soul again, let alone the thousand-year-old snake gall, even if it is a 10,000-year-old snake gall, Mo Yan will always die. The old man said with a blow of his beard and glaring.

"Mo Yan's soul is so strong, how can the ghost cha capture Mo Yan's soul. I voiced the doubts in my mind.

"How is it impossible, although Mo Yan's soul is strong, but it is only before Mo Yan was injured, but now Mo Yan is injured, and his soul is even weaker than ordinary people. The old man, the master, had not yet spoken, and the fat man said on the side.

I looked at the old man's master, and the old man's master nodded at me, "The fat third is right, it's true." ”

"Now you are the only ones who can save Mo Yan, as long as you rescue Mo Yan from the underworld, everything will be easy to do. The old man said.

I thought to myself what was waiting for, and stretched out my hand to grab the fat man's wrist, and said let's go.

"Where to go, you are now blocked Dao Qi, if you want to go, you have to wait until the Dao Qi on your body is unsealed before leaving, otherwise you can't do anything if you go to the underworld. The fat man spoke.

Listening to the fat man's words, I reached out and patted my forehead, thinking that I had almost forgotten about it.

"There's Master Lao. I said in a deep voice.

"It doesn't matter. The old man said softly, rolled up his sleeves, and asked me to take a step forward.

I listened to the old man's words and walked forward, and when I got to him, he stretched out his hand and put it on my forehead.

The corners of my mouth kept moving, I don't know what incantation I was chanting, and then I felt a rush of air in my chest, and after a while, I felt a lot more comfortable.

"The teacher has already helped you to lift, the rest of the things are up to you, Mo Yan's life and death are also in your hands, you must bring Mo Yan's soul back, and before Mo Yan is reincarnated. The old man said.

After saying this, the old man waved his hand, walked to the stool, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, not knowing what he was muttering.

I hurriedly grabbed the fat man's wrist and said to the fat man to go.

The fat man looked at me frizzy, and muttered softly that I couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

"Isn't it true that once a person dies, he has to be reincarnated after the first seven years? Just now, Master said that Mo Yan is going to be reincarnated, what the hell is going on? I whispered.

"Mo Yan is different from others, Mo Yan has been a thousand years, if a person dies, the soul will inevitably be reincarnated, and Mo Yan is a good person for a hundred years, and he will be reincarnated faster. The fat man explained.

I muttered softly to a hundred-year-old good man, I didn't expect Mo Yan to still be a good person.

"But Mo Yan has become a demon, how can he become a good person. I whispered.

The fat man sneered, "Who said that demons can't become good people, Mo Yan is dedicated to goodness, thousands of years ago, Mo Yan was still a great good man with a life in that era, but it's a pity that the soldiers are in chaos and can't do a good deed every day." ”

My eyes were fixed on the fat man, and I was stared at by my eyes, and the fat man touched his face a little uncomfortably, "Look at what I do." ”

"I wonder how you know so much, could it be that you still know Mo Yan's thousand-year-old thing. I asked curiously.