Zhuang Xiaosan said to Zhu Wenzheng that in addition to Sister Hua, the wife of the boss Ma San, there is also an unclean thing.

Zhu Wenzheng was scared and asked him, what is the other unclean thing?

Is it the previous owner of the house, the little red who hanged himself?

Because he felt that the reason why he was able to come here must have been bad from the beginning.

Zhuang Xiaosan didn't answer whether it was or no, he just glanced at Zhu Wenzheng and said, "Your life is so hard, if ordinary people encounter such a thing, I'm afraid they would have died a long time ago, but it is really rare that you can live." ”

Zhu Wenzheng didn't listen to Zhuang Xiaosan's words very much, and what he was worried about at this time was whether there was a follow-up to the matter, and not dying once did not mean not dying ten times.

If this terrible ghost does not go away and comes to him again, even if he has ten lives, it will not be enough to harm it.

Zhuang Xiaosan looked at the frightened Zhu Wenzheng in front of him, and couldn't help but think of himself and his master Qian Zhen many years ago.

After a pause, he said to Zhu Wenzheng, "The ghost wants to take your life, even if you leave now, it won't help." ”

"If you want to completely cut off the root and solve the troubles, you must first get rid of the troubles, so I think I have a fate with you, why don't you worship under my door?"

When Zhu Wenzheng heard Zhuang Xiaosan say this, how could he not be willing, so he immediately knelt on the ground and buckled his head.

Say it out of your mouth, Master.

He was originally a homeless orphan, who used to live on the street and was taken back to the store by Ma San to do chores.

Now that Ma San is dead, he is worried that he has nowhere to go.

Zhuang Xiaosan didn't know what Zhu Wenzheng was thinking in his heart, and after tinkering around for a while, he went back and spent two days, using the skills he learned from Qian Zhen, and finally sent the souls of Sister Hua and Xiaohong back to the underworld.

Zhu Wenzheng also escaped because of this, and honestly followed Zhuang Xiaosan to learn art.

Zhuang Xiaosan didn't talk much to others, was smart and honest, thinking that he was really entrusted with money, and finally found a suitable successor.

can't think of it, Zhu Wenzheng is a person, he knows people and faces, but he doesn't know his heart, and he usually looks honest and honest, but in fact, his heart is dark.

The so-called poor people must have something to hate, Zhu Wenzheng has been bullied since he was a child and lived on the streets.

His heart has long been different from ordinary people, but whenever someone accuses or speaks loudly to him, he will have a kind of grudge in his heart.

Over time, the emotions that have been suppressed are like a volcanic eruption, out of control.

In the year of his mastery, Zhu Wenzheng, who was psychologically deformed, secretly poisoned Zhuang Xiaosan to death with poisonous wine.

Originally, the murder was a lawsuit, but Zhu Wenzheng had a scheming plan to transport the body of his master Zhuang Xiaosan out of the town at night, find a barren mountain, and then dig a pit, planning to bury the body in a barren mountain.

At that time, the interrogation methods were backward, and as long as the matter was done well, it could almost be said that they could escape justice.

As long as he publicizes it to the outside world after he goes back, Zhuang Xiaosan will return to his hometown or travel around, no one will doubt it at all.

After paying attention, Zhu Wenzheng pushed Zhuang Xiaosan's body into the pit, and just shoveled down a little soil, a gloomy sneer suddenly came from behind him.

"You miscellaneous boy, you are really ruthless!"

"Who?"

Zhu Wenzheng's body trembled, and he quickly turned his head.

I saw that not far from the barren mountains and forests, a dark figure stood there.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Boy, I'm telling you, if you do this, you're going to be in trouble!"

The black shadow smiled coldly at Zhu Wenzheng, and his voice was extremely gloomy, "Who was your master before his death, you yourself know better than me in your own heart." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Wenzheng was stunned and yelled at the black shadow: "So what? ”

"Boy, you're still a little too tender, the way of yin and yang, I think you only know a little bit of fur."

The black shadow did not shy away at all, stared straight at Zhu Wenzheng and sneered, "Your master was also a capable person in his lifetime, and now he is killed by you, do you think he will let you go?" ”

Without waiting for Zhu Wenzheng to speak, the black shadow laughed again, "Boy, I'm not afraid to tell you, I'm afraid that if you bury him tonight, he should come back to settle accounts with you tomorrow!" ”

Zhu Wenzheng was stunned by the words of the black shadow, what the other party said obviously made some sense, Zhuang Xiaosan is different from ordinary people, if he really comes back to settle accounts with himself, then it will be troublesome.

So, after he pondered for a moment, he arched his hand at the black shadow and said, "Listen to your tone, it should be a senior, and please teach me what method can I break?" ”

The black shadow laughed and said bluntly: "Miscellaneous boy, you don't need to pretend to be sanctimonious for me, I came to you for another purpose." ”

"For what purpose?"

Zhu Wenzheng stared at the black shadow tightly and asked.

"Now I don't need to tell you, boy, listen up, your master, there was a yellow dragon coffin buried before, if you want him not to settle accounts with you, you must put his body in that coffin."

"Use the Yellow Dragon Coffin to suppress the corpse, so that you can escape the catastrophe!"

Zhuang Xiaosan had indeed told Zhu Wenzheng about the old coffin before, and when he heard the black shadow mention it, he immediately muttered in his heart.

It is said that there was an evil ghost in the coffin before, and if Zhuang Xiaosan was really put in it, it would not be a good thing.

"Boy, you've been learning Feng Shui Yin and Yang for so long, you should know what to say."

"If the time and place are right today, it depends on what you do?"

The dark shadow's very cold tone came out again.

Zhu Wenzheng's body was shocked when he heard this, "You mean to make a Shattered Dragon Coffin?" ”

"Boy, you don't have a choice, you can only escape the catastrophe if you turn the dragon coffin into a miasma, lose your mind, and turn from good to evil!"

As he spoke, the black shadow glared at Zhu Wenzheng fiercely, and said with a smile:

"If he is right, you are evil, and if he is evil, you are righteous, hahahaha......"

Zhu Wenzheng was not a good bird, and nodded immediately after hearing this, "It's just that the Evil Dragon Coffin is not so easy." ”

"You don't have to worry about this, if you want to become a bad place, you need the human skin and visceral blood of people born in the yin period, I have seven foxes in my hands, all of them are good at illusion, just in handy!"

After that, as soon as the two of them combined, the successive disasters in Dragonbone Town began.

… …

After hearing this, I was already gritting my teeth with hatred in my heart, Zhu Wenzheng, the brute who killed a thousand knives, actually did such an act of bullying teachers and destroying ancestors.

Poor Zhuang Xiaosan, when he was old, he met such a bad man, and after his death, he was put into the coffin of the Yellow Dragon, and turned into a vicious miasma!

After a long time, I finally know what is going on with the miasma.

As for the black shadow who instigated Zhu Wenzheng, Bacheng is an old immortal in Huayang.

I don't know what this guy is, fox spirit, or something else?

Bai Xiaodao also sighed for a while after hearing this, and felt worthless for Zhuang Xiaosan, and after a while, he asked the octagonal master, where are the old immortals of Zhu Wenzheng and Huayang now?

The octagonal lord shook his head, "Zhu Wenzheng has been missing since the formation of the dragon coffin, and as for the old immortal of Huayang, it is even more difficult to find. ”

I said, "Don't you always say that you have a relationship with him, what does he look like?" ”

Liu Mo also said in a loud voice, "That's right, that old demon must still be near Dragonbone Town." ”

"You don't have to bother looking for it, I did see Huayang Old Immortal, but that was a long time ago."

"People's appearance will still change, let alone demons, today is the same, tomorrow will be the same, who can say clearly?"

When I heard this, I hurriedly spoke: "Huayang Old Immortal, is it really a fox demon?" ”

The octagonal lord paused, revealing an uncertain expression, "Actually, I can't tell if he's a human or a demon." ”

"Is this guy that good?" The white knife was obviously a little unconvinced.

"Young man, now you don't have to worry about Huayang Old Immortal, I think the miasma corpse is the first thing you need to deal with at present."

When the octagonal lord said this, he glanced out of the cave, "The sentry ghost just now has already been here once, and the rest of the matter, I don't need my old man to say, you should also know how serious it is." ”

"Over the years, too many things have happened in Dragon Bone Town, and my old man is an idler, who sees it in his eyes, but has no intention of caring about it."

"So, at last I have a request, and I hope you will fulfill it."

Bai Xiaodao and I looked at the octagonal master, and heard him say to us: "I hope that you can keep my affairs secret for me, I just want to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and don't ask about the world!" ”

"Don't you think it's a pity that you're old enough to nest in the mountains like this?" White knife asked.

"Hehe......."

The octagonal old man smiled slightly: "It is said that everyone has their own ambitions, my old man just wants to live in peace and stability, and I am tired of fighting and killing." ”

"So, please don't come to me again!"

Since the octagonal master wanted to stay out of the matter, Bai Xiaodao and I were not easy to make it difficult for others, so after Mr. Yang sobered up, he took his leave and went down the mountain.

Along the way, after listening to Bai Xiaodao talk about the recent events, Mr. Yang was stunned.

I said to Mr. Yang, "You have just woken up, and I didn't plan to ask you in a hurry, but this matter is very important, and it will change later, so I can only ask you now." ”

From what I heard from the octagonal master, there was only a little bit of information about the fairy bone golden seal, but whether it was still in the old coffin or not was always what I was worried about.

Therefore, as soon as Mr. Yang woke up, I immediately asked him, where is the entrance to the tomb of the Dragon King Temple in Yizhuang?

I had to go to the coffin to see it in person to feel at ease.