Old man Yu couldn't understand, why did this big boss come once and want to cut down the tree?

This poplar tree has been around for hundreds of years, and it can be regarded as a scene in the village, and he finally got this yard, how can he be willing to cut it down easily. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info But the big boss's orders, he can't help but listen, besides, this yard is still someone else's, and he is only temporarily managing it.

Helpless, Old Man Yu had to follow Xia Liye's instructions and ask someone to hurriedly make a wooden bed and come out. Who expected that the night the wooden bed was finished, something would happen.

Poor Huang Sheng died at the hands of Xia Liye in both lives! The three demons used flower vines to trap Xia Liye on the poplar bed, which was not any formation, but the pollen of the fragrant jade peony, which had the function of stealth.

I don't know if it's because of this reason, or if the three of them are all spirits of plants and trees formed by gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Wu Tian's Dao technique will be invalid.

But these are not the point, but how Meng Ping is going to win this bet now.

Huang Sheng died at the hands of Xia Liye in both his lives, so naturally he would not let him go easily. And Wu Tian didn't know if he could find out the way and release him at the moment. It is difficult for a Qing official to decide family affairs, not to mention that Meng Ping is not an official.

Meng Ping was thinking about it, Xiangyu gently tugged at Huang Sheng's sleeve, the other party smiled awkwardly, took a step forward, and waved Meng Ping again, saying:

"Lord Meng, the three of us, we have told the truth today, and we really have something to ask for."

"Please." Meng Ping was a little embarrassed by Huang Sheng's polite performance.

"Our husband and wife are just demons of plants and trees, and we can't see Judge Yan Jun on weekdays, so I want to ask Lord Meng to avenge our grievances, go up to heaven to listen, and tell this person for his crimes." Huang Shengdao.

"This ......" Meng Ping was embarrassed, he had never entered the underworld.

"Why don't I ask you about the impermanence of black and white?" Meng Ping took out his mobile phone and said.

The three demons were grateful again.

Meng Ping made a phone call to Bai Wuchang, only to know that the last time he lost his soul, he still hadn't found out clearly.

"Huang Sheng, as a tree ghost, didn't have a soul seducer to come to seduce the soul, is he successful in practice, or does it have something to do with this incident?" Meng Ping saw that Xiaobai was so tired, and gave her advice.

"If there is no messenger to hook the soul, then the matter of the underworld will be big, but I am afraid that there will be a ghost inside." Bai Wuchang said helplessly: "Xiao Hei and I are busy, I will tell Grandpa Lu and let him judge the case." ”

"Thank you."

"It doesn't matter."

Meng Ping told the three demons that the three demons were extremely happy, and the revenge was about to be avenged.

Lu Ju's call came after a while.

The three demons also came to Meng Ping's side and listened.

"Meng Ping, this matter has been clarified, after deducting Xia Liye's twenty years of life and longevity, and waiting for the day his soul returns to the underworld, he should be put into the hell of Daoshan Mountain. Inform the three demons of this matter, and authorize the tree ghost Huang Sheng to continue to cultivate in the human world. ”

"Thank you Grandpa Lu, I thank you for them." Meng Ping hurriedly replied.

"It's okay," Lu Juan said with a smile, "I heard that your supermarket has everything, I wonder if there is a new judge's pen?" It's time for my pen to be replaced. ”

"Yes, yes, Hainan Huanghua Thunder Wood Judge Pen, Qingyu Pear Judge Pen, there are a lot, I don't know which kind of Grandpa Lu likes it, it's better to come to the supermarket another day to see." Meng Ping replied.

"Haha, then I'll have time to bother and bother." Lu Juan smiled heroically.

"Don't dare, don't dare." Meng Ping hurriedly said.

"Then let's do it, the matter of the tree ghost, wait until the day Xia Liye returns to the underworld, and then come to the sentence."

Meng Ping responded.

Just hung up, the three demons were overjoyed.

"It's a pity." Jiang Xue said: "Huang Sheng's original body has been destroyed, and there is nowhere to put him at present, so how can he cultivate?" ”

"Let's take a look around Huangquan Supermarket," Meng Ping said with a smile: "This store has everything you need, and you will naturally find what you need." ”

"I need a tree that is suitable for cultivation in a place to live, do you have one?" Huang Sheng's eyes lit up, he thought that he could survive in the world forever, and get revenge, which was the biggest surprise today, and he didn't want to find a place to live again. The huge ecstasy made him dizzy when he was weak, but fortunately, Xiangyu beside him hurriedly supported him.

"It's just that there is one more thing tomorrow that needs the help of a few people." Meng Ping talked about tomorrow's bet and discussed tomorrow's affairs with a few demons in detail.

As soon as the sky was slightly bright, an unknown little Taoist boy came and called Meng Ping up.

Meng Ping had never seen this Taoist boy before, and he thought it was the one who came when he sent ancient books to Wu Tian last night.

Meng Ping followed him to the wooden house.

Wow, what a battle.

Meng Ping thought it was a temple fair he had seen when he was a child, more than a dozen little Taoist priests in Taoist robes, each holding a peachwood sword, chanting words in their mouths.

The cabin was originally a very spacious one, but it was very crowded at the moment. Wu Tian stood in the middle, dressed very specially, with cuffs and clothes full of fonts. Holding a handful in his hand, the whole room was filled with smoke, which made Meng Ping very worried that there would be a fire.

He raised his eyes and looked at the winter-resistant tree outside the window, such a big battle, can the three demons withstand it?

On the winter outside the window, Zhang Jiangxue nodded lightly, indicating that this was a piece of cake and there was no need to worry about it at all.

Meng Ping also nodded, because he saw that the flower vines on the bed had not changed at all.

Xia Ru was on the side, staring nervously.

Wu Tian chanted words in his mouth, and surrounded the incense burner in front of the window.

A sacrificial song that is sung and danced or what? Meng Ping's whole person was drowsy when he heard this, so he leaned on the small seat in the corner, his head little by little.

Wu Tian looked at it, his angry head suddenly burst, and his heart was in a hurry, and the sparks that were spilled by the lit charm fell onto the robe. This precious robe was handed down from the ancestors, and Wu Tian hurriedly took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to it, and slapped it out with his palm.

The burning pain made Wu Tian grin his teeth, and it looked particularly strange.

In order to prevent others from seeing that he was wrong, he hurriedly continued the ritual, which was a method from the ancient books, first using sacrificial things to deter filthy things, and then using the method of breaking the formation used yesterday to naturally break the formation.

Xia Ru watched Wu Tian jump around, and then repeated yesterday's actions, but unfortunately, his face became more and more dark with the unchanged room.

He didn't doubt Wu Tian's Taoism, after all, the Wu family has been inherited for a hundred years, and Wu Tiandao is one of the outstanding figures. He was just anxious, afraid that even Wu Tian would not be able to do anything.

Wu Tian, who couldn't break the battle for half a year, was sweating profusely, and in desperation, he asked Xia Ru:

"On the day of Mr. Xia's disappearance, something strange happened, if the little ghost made trouble, it didn't make sense that my Dao technique didn't work at all, there must be something strange in it."