At night, Zhao Fan and Shenxiu let the stewed hen and daughter Hongquan see the bottom, and after they finished eating, they came to the big house that the village chief had cleaned up, and the red coffin was also moved in by bolts and pillars.

Zhao Fan leaned on the lid of the coffin, listening to the movement inside.

The little yellow skin's soul was attached to the female corpse, and he was too frightened to move, but the sound of breathing was still captured by him.

"Brother Zhao, what are you doing now? Slaughtered it? Shenxiu asked.

"If you're dead, you can't be a bait." Zhao Fan analyzed: "That Huang Daxian worked hard to let this little yellow skin borrow the corpse to return his soul, so let's keep it first." ”

"Yes." Shenxiu drank too much and felt dizzy, he jumped on the bed and covered the quilt, and said, "I'll take a nap first, and Wong Tai Sin will come to inform you." ”

Zhao Fan nodded, then took the four thick intact white waxes from the Jialan Sumeru jade, put them in a corner of the room and stood up, and took out the wax shavings wrapped in oil paper, lifted the coffin and stuffed it under the bottom, so that Huang Tai Sin could not take away the female corpse on the ground under the coffin.

Then he lay down on the lid of the coffin, pressed the coffin with his body, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Tonight's daughter Hong, who has been buried for fifty years, is regarded as an heirloom-level treasure by the village chief, and it tastes quite delicious. However, Zhao Fan didn't drink enough, he only drank three sips normally, and what he drank later, when he entered his stomach, it was offset into water with the power of Longyang.

So, he didn't get drunk at all.

If it was because of drunkenness, Wong Tai Sin succeeded, wouldn't it be shameless to spread it?

……

Four twenty-seven in the morning.

As soon as Zhao Fan's heart moved, he opened a slit in his eyes slightly, and caught a glimpse of the coarse white ash in the corner of the east wall spontaneously combusting without fire, and the candlelight illuminated most of the room.

At the same time, there was a slight scratching sound in the coffin, and the little yellow skin seemed to be very anxious.

"It's finally here."

Zhao Fan smiled faintly, then closed his eyes again, pretending to be asleep.

After five minutes, suddenly, the whole coffin shook, and silence returned again.

Zhao Fan knew that this was Wong Tai Sin trying to rescue Xiao Huang Pizi underground, but because of the bag of wax shavings, he failed.

He was not in a hurry to move, waiting for Wong Tai Sin to lose his breath first and take the initiative to appear.

Twenty minutes passed quietly, and when the sky was almost bright, Zhao Fan heard the sound of "crunching" and "tearing" on the bed, squinted and was stunned.

Shenxiu, who was originally asleep, squatted on the bed expressionlessly as if he had fallen into an evil spirit, tore up the quilt cover with both hands, and then twisted it into a rope, hung it on the beam, and tied a knot.

"Upper body? No, there are white waxes at the four corners, and it is impossible for Brother Shenxiu to be put on by Wong Tai Sin. Zhao Fan pondered in surprise, and soon, he remembered one thing, that is, Huang Daxian, who was talented, could master a demon method that could only be found in the Demon King Realm when he was a big demon......

Change your life!

As if confirming Zhao Fan's guess, Shenxiu supported the rope with his hand, and felt that it was strong, so he raised his foot and jumped lightly, put his head into the rope sleeve and stuck his chin on it, and hung in the air without support.

Not even struggling!

Shenxiu's complexion quickly turned purple, but he didn't realize what he was doing, and he didn't react.

"It's an understatement." Zhao Fan couldn't wait for the rabbit calmly, otherwise Shenxiu would die, he sat up straight suddenly, but he didn't rush to save the other party.

Because, when Wong Tai Sin casts a life change, if he rashly touches the life changer or interrupts it directly, he will become a vegetative person.

Zhao Fan had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he thought that he would have a spell to break the life-swapping ritual on the spot, but he didn't do so.

Instead, he reached out and flipped it in his pocket, and slapped it on the lid of the coffin, and then pushed open the window and jumped into the courtyard like electricity, he opened the eye of the sky and scanned the three bungalows in the courtyard, and there was a demonic aura in the house next door to the house!

But this demonic aura is weakening rapidly, indicating that the vitality is constantly passing, and death is not far away.

This is a life exchange, normally speaking, Wong Tai Sin will not easily use this magic technique, unless there is an unsolvable hatred, after all, the so-called life exchange is to exchange one life for another life, and they will die together.

When there is no subordinate to become a commander of the light pole, it will exchange its own life for the enemy.

Zhao Fan hurriedly walked over and opened the door, entered the room with demonic energy, and saw a dying yellow skin hanging on the beam with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression, and the realm was about the peak of the little demon.

"Another one who is willing to die."

Zhao Fan judged that this was not Wong Tai Sin behind the scenes, so he jumped up and tore off the hanging rope, and while falling, he grabbed the neck of the yellow skin, twisted it at will, and went to the underworld to catch up with the imposter who came in the middle of the night.

He returned to the courtyard, threw the yellow-skinned corpse at random beside the shed, and went back to his house.

At this time, Shenxiu was raising his hand to cover his throat on the bed, panting with sweat, and the hanging rope on the top was broken in two.

The coarse ash in the corners of the four walls was lit up.

Zhao Fan felt like he was being peeped at after entering the door, he raised his head and saw that there was a yellow skin hanging upside down on the other side of the beam that was twice as big as the previous two!

Mid-Demon Stage.

Its eyes were like green fire, staring at the young man below, and the look was ...... It's like the whole family is even more fierce after being killed by the other party.

"I sacrificed two of my subordinates, but I found that I still couldn't save the small one in the coffin, I can understand your feelings." Zhao Fan's calm and calm tone was as insignificant as if he was not facing Huang Daxian, but an ant.

Wong Tai Sin had an unprecedented anger in his heart.

Changing his life is nothing more than a plan to turn the tiger away from the mountain.

Originally, the design was very ingenious, but when I couldn't figure out how much the young man had, I didn't plan to face it directly, so I focused on saving my son tonight. Therefore, it wanted to wait for the other party to go there to untie the rope, and at the same time open the coffin here to rescue the female corpse possessed by the little yellow skin, and killed the bald young man before leaving, so that the former could taste the taste of losing his subordinates.

However, the coffin was covered with needles, and it tried three times in a row, and each time it touched it, the demonic power sank into the sea, and it was also pierced and painful.

Wong Tai Sin was almost desperate, just separated by a coffin, but he and his son were like two worlds, and they couldn't do anything!

What's even more tragic is that it is ready to hold the bald one hostage before the other party comes back, and it can't imagine being smashed by a fist shining with Buddha light......

If you want to blame, blame it for not expecting the young Zhao Fan, but the experience is very sophisticated, before going out, the candle wick rope that melted the power of Longyang slapped the coffin lid, embedded in it, and the entire coffin was sealed, unless, Huang Daxian strongly destroyed the coffin, but in that case, the little yellow skin inside would also be gone.

"Brother Zhao, cough ...... I was almost hanged by the yellow skin? Shenxiu was shocked, and he understood what was going on.

"With me, I can't kill you." Zhao Fan's face was full of lightness, he looked up at Huang Daxian and said: "If you only kill the person who killed the little yellow skin in order to take revenge, maybe God will not care, but you, after killing three lives, tried to resurrect the soul by borrowing the corpse, and even wanted to harm the entire village when you succeeded, it can be seen that it is the will of God that I came to Xiaohongqiao Village, then tonight, I will do the right thing for heaven." ”

Wong Tai Sin doesn't understand human language, but he can convey what he wants to say with demon thoughts: "Master, if you let my son go, I will stop it." ”

It is invincible in Guangling, and in the face of the mysterious young man tonight, he really has no confidence, and his casual clothes are soft.

"Stop it now? Isn't it late? Zhao Fan shook his head and sighed, and said: "I am a forgiving and forgiving character, even if it is not easy for you to cultivate, but you killed an innocent girl, so there is no need to discuss, take the initiative to come down and ambush you." ”

Wong Tai Sin roared hatefully, it turned into a yellow shadow, and was about to flee through the window.

"Brother Zhao, I'll catch it."

Shenxiu got up and was about to chase after him, and the next moment, Zhao Fan pressed his shoulder and said: "Calm, the area covered by the candlelight is like a trapped formation for it, it is easy to come in and difficult to leave." ”

As soon as the words fell, the yellow shadow that was about to flee outside suddenly bounced back and rolled in mid-air as if it had hit something, and jumped back to the beam.

Shenxiu gave a thumbs up: "High, really high!" ”

"Low-key."

Zhao Fan stretched his waist, then turned over his hand and took out the life and death order, and smiled at Huang Daxian and said, "I wanted to transfer the tiger away from the mountain before?" As everyone knows, this is a plan, please enter the urn! ”