The Mage Falls Palm short novel

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The Mage Falls Down (Novel)

Zeng Xiangle

Master Donglin is the most famous mage in ten miles and eight townships, it is said that one night, Master Donglin came back from the practice of the black field shop, passing through the mass grave, under the hazy moonlight, he saw a tall black shadow in front of him, moving slowly, running towards him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Master Donglin shouted, "Who? Hold it! ”

The shadow didn't react, still moving slowly.

"Is it a ghost?" Master Donglin pinched his fingers and calculated the origin, it turned out that the mass grave was the place where the bandits were shot on the eve of liberation, and there were many lonely ghosts who haunted here at night in search of food.

"Taishang Laojun, anxious as a law......" Master Donglin recited the spell and slapped his palm.

"Woo woo woo ......" I only heard a terrible cry from the front, which was terrifying.

The black shadow was still moving, and the speed was increasing, and when the Donglin mage saw it, he had to take out his housekeeping skills.

"The hand covers the sky, Hu Feng and Yuzi go down to the earth, I am wearing a dragon robe today, and the dragon god has offended me ruthlessly; I am wearing a dragon robe today, and the Jade Emperor will manifest himself; The land and the mountain gods in the mountains must not be mistaken for their true bodies; The ghosts and gods under the hands of the five thunders are frightened, and the old man is like a law. Master Donglin recited the spell and slapped his palm, only to hear a 'click', and the black shadow fell to the ground.

Master Donglin approached and saw that it was a bundle of dry firewood.

This matter spread ten, ten hundreds, and it spread amazingly, and when Master Donglin was mentioned in ten miles and eight towns, they all gave a thumbs up.

However, within a few years, Master Donglin encountered another trouble, and he had a foreign appearance, and this mythical legend became a joke after tea and dinner.

It was a recent evening, when Master Donglin came back from doing business outside, he met a craftsman from a neighboring village on the way, and the two of them were walking together. Passing through an abandoned nunnery, the craftsman suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.

Master Donglin took a flashlight and shone it, only to see that the craftsman's face was blue, his eyes were white, his mouth was foaming, and his feet and legs were kicked twice unconscious.

This abandoned nunnery is a very gloomy place, where several people have been haunted by evil spirits and lost their lives, and Master Donglin knows these things in his heart.

"I'm a dignified mage, am I still afraid of ghosts?" Master Donglin pondered in his heart.

"Devil, Hugh is rude! See how I clean you up. Master Donglin said that he would recite the mantra and slammed his palm.

The craftsman did not respond.

"It seems that this is no ordinary ghost, I have to show my housekeeping skills." Master Donglin then recited the incantation and shouted: "The ghosts and gods under the hands of the five thunders are frightened, and the old king is like a law!" A slap in the face.

The craftsman still didn't react.

Master Donglin had no choice but to slap again, but the craftsman still didn't react.

"It's not more than three, I'll try again." Master Donglin then slapped again.

The craftsman still didn't respond.

"This ghost is too powerful, what should I do?" Master Donglin's surprise was not trivial, and he shouted loudly, "Come onβ€”"

The nunnery was not far from the village, and the villagers rushed over with torches when they heard the shouts.

Everyone saw that Master Donglin was sweating profusely, and they were secretly happy in their hearts.

When Master Donglin saw that many people had come, he was immediately full of confidence, and he reverted his palm.

The craftsman still didn't react.

"Devil, don't think I'm afraid of you, I have more powerful tricks that I haven't used." Master Donglin suddenly showed the master's trick - spraying water

"Fetch water, it's important to save people." Master Donglin shouted.

Someone immediately went back and brought half a bucket of cold water.

Master Donglin carried the half bucket of water in his hand, and read in his mouth: "Look at the blue sky, Master Guangqi is by your side, the demons and monsters punish the stubborn, the dragon gods of the five directions sit on the altar, fight to defeat the Buddha to cheer, and 100,000 heavenly soldiers go down to the earth; Taishang Laojun is like a law, and cold water is poured to return to the sun. Then he poured water on the craftsman.

This trick was really good, and the craftsman sat up.

"What's wrong? What are you all doing standing here? The craftsman asked, stunned.

"Brother, just now you were haunted by a terrible ghost, and I did my best to save you. I'm lucky to have met me tonight, or you'd have died. Master Donglin showed off.

"I understand the mage's kindness, in fact, I am not haunted by ghosts, but my old problem epileptic seizures, every time I have a seizure, there is no way, this is fate." The craftsman smiled bitterly.

"Huh? So that's the case? It's so hard for me! Master Donglin looked very embarrassed.

"Hahaha......" I couldn't stop laughing.

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