Ma Wu, who was kneeling in front of the altar a few miles away, couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart when the Yaksha was beheaded, and his face suddenly turned pale. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Boom!

The Dharma lamp on the Dharma table extinguished without wind, and the black Yaksha puppets that had been enshrined all the time made a cracking sound on their bodies, and cracks appeared strangely.

What's going on?

Because he was distracted and beheaded, there was no information to send back, and Ma Wu looked at the offering table with some surprise.

How can it be?

His spell was broken.

Yaksha asking for life, although it is not a profound spell, it is impossible for ordinary people to parry.

Situ Xing was just a destitute showman, and his ability to obtain the protection of dragon qi was very limited, how could he avoid it?

Could it be that someone superior made a move?

Or does it mean that the stinky scholar has something in the town's house?

Ma Wu wiped the residual blood from the corners of his mouth, endured the sleepiness caused by mental damage, and muttered.

Serving ghosts and gods, although they can come and go without a trace, kill people invisibly, but there are also many taboos.

Since ancient times, the law has not been a nobleman, and he is born with strong luck, high and powerful, and has been favored by the dragon qi, and he is not touched by the law.

If you act rashly, you will only be injured by the dragon's backlash, and if the caster's luck is insufficient, you will inevitably die.

The dragon qi of the prosperous era is strong, the ghosts and gods are jealous of the dragon qi, most of them will be dormant, only when the dragon qi of the troubled times decays, they dare to come out, and the demons confuse the public, and use the dragon of the troubled times as a chess piece to compete for the orthodox luck of heaven and earth.

Where the blood is strong and the military spirit is strong, the blood and qi in this kind of place are blazing, and the evil qi is soaring, and the blood and qi are colluded to form a fiery cloud visible to the naked eye. Even if the Heavenly Master is here, he can only retreat.

Finally, there are some town creatures that have been blessed by mages and Confucians, and they have a natural restraint on ghosts and gods.

"Stinky scholar, count your fate!"

Because of the spell backlash, he was injured and his soul was hurt, Ma Wu thought about it for a long time, but he didn't have a clue, but he had a headache even more. took out a medicine bottle from his arms, poured out a few pills the size of Tongzi, and after swallowing it, Ma Wu closed his eyes and showed a comfortable look on his face. After pausing for a while, his face looked a lot better, and then he said hatefully.

"But I don't believe you're so lucky every time. ”

Situ Xing woke up from his meditation and resisted the desire to eat.

I was a little surprised to feel the vigorous qi and blood in my body. Listen quietly, like a great river washing every inch of skin. The muscles of the whole body are nourished by qi and blood, exuding amazing activity.

Although there was no test, Situ felt that the strength of his whole body would be several times greater than before.

It is worthy of being a treasure pill that is hard to find, a pill, and it is harder than Situ for several years.

Suddenly, Situ Xing's eyes couldn't help shrinking, because he saw the paper figure broken in two at the door, and the sword poem that had become dim, as if it had drained its energy.

"Yaksha Prayer!"

Situ Xing's eyes shrunk into a point, the hairs on his body stood up, and cold sweat flowed from his back.

Someone actually sent a ghost and god to sneak attack, but fortunately he inadvertently wrote a sword poem, otherwise the consequences are really unimaginable.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my tailbone, it was too thrilling.

This is also the lack of experience of Situ Xing, experienced warriors will choose a hidden and safe place to retreat, and the walls of the retreat house will also be filled with various charms to avoid the sneak attack of ghosts and gods. What's more, they will ask teachers and friends to protect the Fa.

"Whoever it is, it's all supposed to be killed!"

Situ Xing's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous aura, if it weren't for the fact that the sword poem happened to have the verse "Nature is ghostly, nothing is empty", I'm afraid that he was really calculated by the villain.

Situ is not a Buddhist, he will not be compassionate, he is not a Confucian, he does not know how to repay grievances with virtue, he is a Legalist, he reports straightforwardly, and repays grievances with grievances.

Since some people want to use the Tao method to calculate themselves, they naturally can't let it go.

The world says that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

In Situ Xing's view, it was purely incompetent, self-comforting words.

He is not a Confucian gentleman, but a Legalist.

Legalists take revenge, and it's too late for a day.

This revenge is not avenged, and the thoughts are not clear.

Thinking of this, Situ Xing couldn't help but get up, walked to the front of the bookcase, and by the candlelight, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and silently wrote a small poem by Su Zheng in the Tang Dynasty.

Hounds row

The hound did not make the trip, and the fox rabbit was helpless.

The hounds are now in abundance, and there are still many foxes and rabbits.

Since the beginning of the jump, people talk a lot.

It often refers to the wolf outside the sky, and it can be chewed in the mouth.

The bone is long and the sweater is heavy, and the burnt tobacco is thin.

The cunning rabbit was caught, and the chicken was caught.

Those who eat all are overcooked, and those who increase their nourishment are evil.

But the hound is strong and strong, and it is unbearable to lose the rabbit's bow.

As the pen fell, the words were highlighted, and finally formed a literary atmosphere.

Woof!

Woof!

Woof!

A hound with a pointed head like a shuttle, a waist bent like a bow, and a tail like an arrow jumped out of the text, licking the palm of Situ Xing with some flattery.

Situ pointed to the paper figure that had fallen to the ground.

"Go, find him for me. ”

The hound's big black eyes showed a hint of humanity, and he sniffed a few times with his nose, as if a disemboweling bullet shot out.

Fortunately, Situ was not powerless, otherwise he would really not be able to keep up with the hounds. The hound stopped and went, paused at several intersections, and then ran quickly again.

Situ followed the hound around the county seat, walked for several miles, and came to a dark courtyard with no lights.

The hound glanced at Situ very humanely, and then pointed to the door with his front paws, which turned into a poetry raft.

"It's here!"

Although Situ Xing couldn't understand the sound of the dog barking, he could also understand the meaning of the hound, and the target was here.

Fold and put away the hunting dog poetry raft, Situ Xing looked at the dark courtyard in front of him with a cold face, the courtyard of the three entrances, and the wings on the left and right. Although it is not a rich family, it is not a poor person.

"There is a Taoist law forbidden, and it seems that the Lord is inside. ”

Just when Situ Xing wanted to fly in, the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife trembled suddenly. His figure couldn't help but stagnate.

Forbid!

There is a Taoist prohibition painted on the wall here, as long as it is slightly touched, the people inside will feel something.

Circling around the wall, the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife kept trembling.

Just when Situ Xing was about to forcibly break in, finally in an inconspicuous corner, the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife no longer trembled.

There was no prohibition here, and Situ Xing's eyes suddenly lit up.

A hundred-year-old branch covered a section of the wall, and because of this, there was a gap in the Dao Ban.

Scold!

Situ Xing's body was as light as a flying swallow, and he jumped over the wall in an instant, and landed better like three taels of cotton, without a trace of movement.

Woof!

Suddenly, a vicious dog with a pitch-black body, sharp teeth and claws, like a calf, jumped up from the ground and bit Situ Xing's neck fiercely.

"What a vicious brute, slash!"

Situ Xing's eyes widened angrily, and the Immortal Flying Knife was cut out in an instant, and the body of the vicious dog was suddenly split in two, and the red blood, as well as intestines, flowed all over the ground.

The vicious dog landed on the ground and let out a whimpering scream, and there was no movement.

Ma Wu, who was healing in the inner room, heard the mournful whimper of the vicious dog, and his heart couldn't help but tremble, as if something bad was coming.

"The prohibition on the fence has not been touched, what is going on?"

Ma Wu was uneasy in his heart, and walked to the front yard with a sharp torch blade in his hand.

Situ Xing hid in the shadow behind the door, drew his saber, and from time to time there was a fierce light flashing in his eyes, like a spider weaving a net and waiting for its prey to come to the door.

Ma Wu's slightly chubby body walked out of the moon gate, and when he saw the vicious dog that was cut in two, his face couldn't help but change greatly. But before he could react, there was a pain in his lower back. A slender tip of the sword instantly pierced his waist and abdomen, piercing it fiercely.

Burst!

The long sword entered the body, but it did not fly as much blood as imagined, but it was like piercing a layer of paper.

Ma Wu's head twisted weirdly, looking at Situ Xing who was holding a long sword, with a sinister smile on his face, which made him shudder.