The old woman was angry, her face turned blue-black, and her eyes faintly glowed green.

The cane in her hand began to glow again. This time, Ling Youyou saw clearly, there was a ghost attached to the crutch. It controls the old woman with crutches and does things for itself.

She didn't care about this kind of low-level spirit, but when she encountered it, she found that it was harming people, so she couldn't ignore it.

"Even low-level ghosts dare to make trouble in front of me and blind your dog's eyes."

And pointed to a white light burst out and landed on the head of the crutch.

A piercing scream sounded, and a black mass burst out, grinning and flying towards Ling Youyou.

Ling Youyou reached out and pinched it, pressing it on the table.

"Stupid thing, don't look at who I am, don't know whether I'm alive or dead."

The black thing writhed desperately, screaming and screaming. It thought it would scare people.

The three boys were really scared, kept straight, and behaved very well.

The black air brush on the old woman's face bubbled out. Her eyes were green and glowing, and she waved her arms wildly, wanting to tear Ling Youyou apart, but she could only shake her arms in the air indiscriminately, unable to attack Ling Youyou.

The black ball slowly lost its life and turned into a cloud of ashes. The old woman also fell to the ground with a puff, and after a few convulsions, she did not move.

The old man suddenly remembered, and laughed with his hands on the table.

"Dead, dead, finally dead. Hahaha finally died" and then he wailed and beat his fist on the chest, "Son, grandson, you died so miserably"

Crying to the end, he groped for the corpse of the old woman, punching and beating desperately, "You old monster, you killed my whole family, I hate to dismantle you, God opens his eyes, finally someone can kill you." Your whole village is almost eaten up by you. Go to hell and let one of them bite you. I don't understand hatred, I don't understand hatred."

The three boys seemed to react to something, "Grandpa, this"

The old man grabbed the third boy's arm, "You, bring a knife, and chop this harmful monster one by one." ”

"Grandpa, what did you say?"

"You stupid boy, stupid boy. You are the stupidest of the three brothers. It's also because you're stupid, otherwise you'd have died a long time ago. Your mother is the first, your father is the second, and your two brothers and my eyes were also gouged out by her. Blessed are stupid boys, stupid people. ”

The smart ones who found the clues are all dead, and there is only one stupid one left, which is not ridiculous.

"Grandpa, you said that my mother, my father, and my brother were all killed by my grandmother"

It's really stupid, but it's not clear enough.

"She's not your grandmother, she's a youkai, a man-eating youkai. Your grandmother is long dead. This monster killed so many people in the whole family. Bring a knife, I'm going to eat her flesh. ”

Sure enough, it is the bitter hatred that makes people hate to eat their flesh.

"This body is indeed your wife's." Ling Youyou couldn't help but remind. The youkai only controlled the physical body, and did not have the ability to transform the human body. If you eat the flesh of a dead man, you will get madness.

The old man suddenly stopped crying, and slammed his head against Ling Youyou, knocking the ground with a bang, presumably there would be a bag on his head.

"Girl, you are a living immortal, a living bodhisattva who has come to save the suffering. I have kowtowed to you on behalf of the whole village. Girl, your great kindness, we will never dare to forget it for the rest of our lives. Ask the girl to give her a name, and we are willing to offer the immortal tablet to the girl. ”

The thought of gratitude will turn into the power of success. She is not a Buddha cultivator, but the power of merit is good for her. It's been a long time since I've collected the power of merit, and I've almost forgotten that I'm also a person who is plagued by evil energy.

"It doesn't have to be this way."

As soon as the girl entered the door, the little old man knew that the savior was coming. The girl must be a cultivator. We should call you an immortal master. ”

"It doesn't matter what it's called, this corpse is contaminated with evil qi, I'll purify it for it, and then find a place to bury it."

The old man nodded desperately, and the old tears of gratitude were rampant.

Ling Youyou purified the evil qi on the corpse. Tell the grandson to wrap the body in a mat and move it outside to be parked.

When the third boy faced Ling Youyou again, he was very cramped, and he no longer had the same mind as when they first met. Respectfully, I am afraid that I will do something wrong, in fact, the more this is the case, the more I will do wrong, and Ling Youyou wants to laugh.

The crutch was possessed by a spirit, and had become a piece of dead wood, which was taken by the three boys to the stove room as firewood.

The old man babbled about the process of provoking the spirits, and regretted picking up the log.

Dinner was a bowl of vegetable porridge, and Ling Youyou symbolically ate two bites. Watching the grandfather and grandson carefully put away the remaining porridge, they knew that they would keep it for tomorrow.

Pity this family, but unfortunately she can't help them. She had no money on her, and what she gave to the old woman was an illusion.

There was no decent room, so Ling Youyou simply sat down on a chair.

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden strong wind outside, accompanied by torrential rain.

Ling Youyou opened his eyes and looked at the dark night outside the door, pouring rain. I think that the ruined temple must have leaked into a pond. Schadenfreude laughed, that guy from the Demon Lord is really stubborn, it's not good to live in a farmhouse, you have to live in a ruined temple full of dust.

At this time, the Demon Lord was absorbing the aura in the Spirit Ring.

The wind and rain didn't affect him. The only thing that affected him was Ling Youyou's worries. He really didn't know why he was worried. knew that with that woman's skills, no one could take advantage of her.

A bolt of lightning struck the roof and split the roof apart. Heavy rain poured in. A dark shadow took the opportunity to sneak in and approach the Demon Lord.

The Spirit Ring glows softly.

Jiuping's eyes flashed with greed. This is an opportunity that cannot be missed. Quietly drew his sword and stabbed it into the back of the Demon Lord's heart.

"Bang"

Between the lightning and the fire, a powerful wave of qi rushed out. Knock Jiuping directly into the air, hit the wall behind him, and knock out a big hole in the wall of the broken wealth.

Jiuping fell in the rain and rolled into the mud.

Jiuping slammed his sword on the ground, his face was distorted, he was unwilling, so the sneak attack was not successful.

The Demon Lord slowly stood up and walked in front of Jiuping step by step.

Jiuping stood up violently, and a force brewed in his palm, and he slapped the demon lord's chest suddenly.

The Demon Lord didn't move, as if he didn't know that someone was attacking.

"Boom"

After the deafening sound, Jiuping flew out like a kite with a broken line, rolled out a few feet, and collapsed the outer wall. A wall smashed on Jiuping's body. The Demon Lord turned around and went back inside, and continued to absorb the aura, and he was about to break through, and there could be no half-point difference at this time, so he didn't have any affection for the sneak attacker.

The master of Lingqi Palace died like this, and he died quietly.

I don't know who the demon lord is killing, but when the rain stopped, he finally completed the breakthrough and breathed a sigh of relief, and now he can finally go back without any scruples. Back at the top, he wants to get justice for himself. Those who have lost him and owed him must give him an account.

Ling Youyou's side didn't know what had happened to the Demon Lord, but he felt that the rain tonight was a little unusual.

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