Zhang Zhiye's corpse rose in mist......

Ai Xiaoluo waved the Baifu silk and shook it three times on the corpse. I saw Zhang Zhiye's corpse slowly floating!

The fat man covered his mouth in surprise...... He had watched this kind of show on TV, usually a TV magic show, and the body hanging in the air was a big change show, he wanted to ask, but Ai Xiaoxiao said something first, and they were not allowed to disturb.

The image of Zhang Zhiye's body is as if it has been atomized, hazy......

Ai Xiaoluo put down the peachwood sword, took a red charm, and sat next to the corpse. A light from the Lotus Treasure Mirror locked the passage through which Ai Xiaoluo entered the door, and gradually, two figures appeared on the Lotus Treasure Mirror. It is clearly presented that Zhang Zhiye gave his will before he died, and Ai Xiaoluo listened attentively beside him.

The fat man and Xiaofen were very proud, but Mao Si couldn't help shaking his head when he heard it...... He had never seen a dead body come back to life and talk to a living person.

A yellow dragon floated out of Zhang Zhiye's corpse, and disappeared with a brush.

Ai Xiaoluo was stunned for a moment: The souls of people who died normally turned into wisps of green smoke, but Zhang Zhi's true souls were out of body after his death, but he was a yellow dragon......

Ai Xiaoluo recalled the eight dragon guards of the Qing Dynasty...... These 8 people are the leaders of the Praetorian Guard, and they are also the masters of the Forbidden City, and they are the personal guards of the Empress Dowager Cixi and the Guangxu Emperor.

These 8 commanders are from the same school, and they are under the Shenlong Zhenren of the Kongtong faction, and their martial arts are invincible in the world. Of course, all this is just a legend, and Ai Xiaoluo has not seen it with his own eyes.

It is said that after the death of a disciple of the Kongtong Sect, his soul will turn into a yellow dragon. It turns out that Zhang Zhi is also a detailed work arranged by Zhang Zhidong next to the Empress Dowager Cixi! Observing Galeries Lafayette's every move? It seems that the regent Yi Yi is a loyal subordinate placed by Cixi's side. Zhang Zhi had already been bought by his cousin and the regent Yiyi. This is not difficult to explain the hatred between Zhang Zhiye and the Ai family.

Mao Si's eyes gradually lowered.

There was a sound of slamming the door in the courtyard: "Open the door and open the door, don't pretend to be a ghost, Zhang Lao Immortal's ascension to heaven is not yet public!" ”

The people in the house were taken aback when they heard the shouts outside the door!

Zhang Zhiye's body was suspended in the air, and it shook violently! Ai Xiaoluo shook up the red rune paper, and grabbed it with a sharp claw! He blocked it hard, and suddenly there was blood on his hands. Ai Xiaoluo didn't dare to hesitate, and grabbed the Tai Chi Bagua Mirror and buckled it on the incense case......

Zhang Zhiye's body suddenly stopped shaking, and lay in place again with a plop.

The corpse's sallow, benevolent face rapidly aged, turning blue-black. Hands and feet are like dry branches.

"Bang"! The curtains fell.

Ai Xiaoluo gritted his teeth and scolded: "Which bastard knocked on the door and destroyed the dojo!" Now it's over, the old fairy I is famous, and I want everyone to look at the remains and say goodbye to the body! It's okay this time, it's a dry corpse, and no one should look at it. ”

Mao Si asked in horror, "Master, how can this be?" ”

"Just now I asked you not to interrupt or speak, just for fear of scaring away the old gentleman's true soul, the golden dragon just now was transformed by the old gentleman's soul, I did to awaken it, wandering around the room, only I can talk to him. Someone suddenly interrupted outside the door, and the old gentleman's true soul was about to return to the body, and I tried to stop the golden dragon from entering the body, but I was scratched. ”

Xiao Fen took out a few tissues from her bag and said distressedly: "The second son is still bleeding!" Wrap up the ......

Boom! The knock has turned into a kick. Outside he shouted and scolded, and his voice was very special.

The fat man clenched his fists: "Damn, I'll see who it is!" ”

The courtyard door was slammed open, and the fat man was angry and didn't hit one place. I saw that the man at the door was dressed strangely, with a few chicken feathers on his head, wearing a skirt of red and blue cloth, holding a cowhide drum in his hand, smearing lipstick, and growing two mustaches.

"Qiu Zhongren? Why are you here? ”

"Fatty, clean your boy's mouth for me! In terms of seniority, you have to call me uncle! Qiu Zhongren directly taught the fat man.

The fat man was just about to get angry, but Ai Xiaoluo grabbed him: "Is there something wrong with Master Qiu?" ”

"Yo...... The mage is there too, huh? Mr. Zhang told me yesterday to come by this time in the afternoon. In the past, he would tell me that something had happened in one direction, and he wouldn't let me come directly to his house. He knew I was ominous, so I hadn't been to their house for decades. Yesterday, the old gentleman didn't say who had something to do or which direction had an accident. The people who came to me were all at home. I analyzed that the time limit for his old man had arrived, but unfortunately, I couldn't say a few words to the old man. Qiu Zhongren felt a little regretful.

Xiao Fen crossed her waist and dusted off her cigarette ashes: "Qiu Zhongren, why are you here?" Are you worried about the old man's property? Let me tell you first, no one cares about this property, and it is all owned by our family Ai Xiaoluo. ”

Qiu Zhongren waved his hand: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to fight for the family property, I just want to say a few words before the old gentleman dies." Has the old gentleman arranged all the funeral? ”

The fat man continued: "You knocked on the door and destroyed the mage's dojo, and the old gentleman didn't finish his words." The mage's hand was still hurt. ”

Qiu Zhongren smiled sharply in his voice: "Silly boy, I didn't destroy it, this is the will of heaven." ”

"Xiao Luo, look at this madman, talking nonsense here!"

"Fat people must not be rude. He has some truth in what he says. Ai Xiaoluo stopped.

Qiu Zhongren took out a small bag of yellow paper from his dirty pocket, opened it and said: "The mage's hand is injured, this has the best gold sore medicine, it is more magical than what is sold in the drugstore, as long as it is on it, it can be healed." ”

The fat man took a closer look, and the yellow paper bag was actually cut from grave paper, and there was red ink on it......

"Can't use his stuff! The origin of this thing is unknown. The fat man said.

Qiu Zhongren was stunned with yellow teeth and was very embarrassed, Ai Xiaoluo took the yellow paper bag: "Since Master Qiu said that it is the best medicine, I will try it......

He unfolded the paper packet, which was a packet of yellow-brown powder, like a handful of dirt in a graveyard. He smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine.

Qiu Zhongren saw that he took the medicine bag, he danced happily, approached Ai Xiaoluo and said: "This wound was scratched by the Yin Spirit, you can see that the wound is crescent-shaped, my medicine has a miraculous effect on this wound, lest you fall into yin poison." ”

Not to mention, Qiu Zhongren's medicinal face is indeed magical, in less than 5 minutes, the 5-centimeter-long wound on Ai Xiaoluo's hand was magically healed, and there was no pain at all! This made him look at Qiu Zhongren with admiration.

"Master Qiu, what are the ingredients of your medicinal noodles? It's so easy to use! ”

Qiu Zhongren looked indifferent: "I have been living in the cemetery for so many years, I am lonely and helpless, and no one cares if I am sick, so I will study and make my own medicine, as for the medicine...... Can't tell you yet. Let's get down to business, where is Mr. Zhang going to be buried? ”

Mao Si said: "Grandpa Gan is a native of Huaping Village, of course he is buried in the cemetery at the head of the village......."

Qiu Zhongren smiled and touched his two little black beards: "Old Immortal Zhang is possessed by a divine dragon, and he must not be buried in my cemetery." Before his death, he said that it was the Black Dragon Pond in Red Camel Mountain that I asked me to bury him. ”

As soon as he said this, Ai Xiaoluo faintly recalled the hatred between Zhang Zhiye and their Ai family...... Although people die like lights out, but the souls of the ancestors of the two families will not be at peace, Zhang Zhi's arrangement is also after careful consideration, he wants to be buried in the Black Dragon Pond with the elders of the Qing Dynasty, there is another layer of meaning, Ai Xiaoluo did not say, Qiu Zhongren could not guess.