Zhang Yiyi, the elder brother of Longhu Mountain. Later, he was framed and imprisoned in the ghost prison of the Manchester Roscetry consortium.

Because his parents and relatives died in the Manchester Rosester Consortium, Zhang Yi vowed to cut through the ghost prison and kill all the exorcists of the Manchester Celeste Consortium. For this reason, he did not hesitate to become a demon and burn a jade.

It's just that his luck is a little not good, and he encountered a rare skeleton in a hundred years. When this white bone became a essence, it attracted a cloud of calamity, and under the lightning and thunder, even he was affected, and he was almost beaten back to his original form.

It was at that time that Yu Buren knew about Zhang Yiyi.

Yu Buren took pity on this senior brother of Longhu Mountain, and wanted to save him once. But at that time, Zhang Yiyi was not a human, a ghost or a ghost, and he didn't have this ability.

Later, Yu Buren's ability became stronger and stronger, so he returned to the ruins of the ghost prison and brought him back with the forbidden demon rope.

In fact, the current Zhang Yiyi is a time bomb, and he may explode at any time. Fortunately, Buren knew that the Wen family had printed funeral clothes, so he took Zhang Yiyi to ask for help.

At that time, Yu Buren had already emerged in the circle and could be regarded as a top master of the new generation. In addition, Zhang Yiyi is the elder brother of Longhu Mountain, if he can be cured, he will definitely be able to obtain the friendship of Longhu Mountain.

Wen Taizi is bold and informal, and if there is a printed funeral suit, he will definitely not be stingy.

But the Wen family's printed burial clothes have not been found so far, and Yu Buren wanted to leave with Zhang Yiyi in disappointment, but he didn't expect to see the soul cultivator.

Originally, these eleven soul cultivators were cultivating eleven remnant souls waiting to be exceeded, but the soul cultivators were made of special materials, and the magnetic field fluctuations emitted could also appease Zhang Yiyi's restless demons.

So Wen Taizi discussed with Yu Buren, and decided to hand over the soul cultivator to Zhang Yiyi for safekeeping for a period of three years.

If it doesn't work, find another way. You can't let Zhang Yiyi fall into the devil, and from now on, he will kill people when he sees them, and eat them when he sees ghosts, right?

After Wen Taizi, Yu Buren, and Zhang Yiyi exchanged opinions, they handed over the soul cultivator to Zhang Yiyi for safekeeping.

At the beginning, Wen Taizi didn't know the value of the Soul Cultivator, he only knew who this thing was kept and not? Handed over to Zhang Yiyi, not only can he suppress his demonic energy, but he can also free up his hands to find the printed burial clothes.

But who would have thought that before the three-year deadline had expired, the exorcists represented by Xiaolong in the river would come together, forcing Prince Wen to almost be cornered.

But after I called out Zhang Yiyi's name, the wandering beggar's body trembled slightly. Before Wen Taizi could be appeased, Zhang Yiyi laughed irrepressibly.

He smiled so eeriely that the lonely ghosts around him were terrified and ran away. Wen Taizi's face changed even more, and she said, "Hurry up!" Don't provoke him! ”

Later, I learned that the demonic qi in Zhang Yiyi's body had become more and more intense in the past three years, and even with the cultivation of the soul cultivators, there was a feeling of powerlessness.

If he still can't find a printed burial suit before the three-year deadline arrives, I'm afraid that Zhang Yiyi's only way out is to commit suicide, so as not to harm others and himself when the time comes.

said Zhang Yi smiled, and the gloomy aura made the hair on my whole body explode, but Wen Taizi dragged me twice and I didn't leave, but tilted my head and said, "There is one thing, I haven't had time to tell you yet......"

"I've found that printed funeral suit."

As soon as these words came out, not only Wen Taizi was stunned, but even Zhang Yiyi's strange laughter stopped abruptly.

Come to think of it, the printed burial dress has been missing for decades, and the Wen family has exhausted several generations without getting any news. Zhang Yiyi was even more anxious to wait for the printed funeral suit to suppress the demon thoughts in his heart, it can be said that this printed funeral suit, whether it is for the Wen family or for Zhang Yiyi, is a life-saving thing.

Now this dress is in my hands?

I opened my backpack and pulled out a square gift box with a knot made of red ribbon on it. Speaking of which, this box was picked by Zhou Da's neck, saying, it's a birthday gift, it can't be too shabby, and the face problem still needs to be considered.

According to the original intention of the two of us, the printed funeral dress should be given to Wen Taizi as a birthday gift, but there were too many things at the Wen family banquet, not only did a fake Zhang Wuxin appear, but also completely turned his face with Xiaolong in the river.

So much so that I never had a chance to speak.

It wasn't until I met Zhang Yiyi that I realized that what this senior brother of Longhu Mountain was waiting for was the printed funeral dress I got by chance.

The stakes are very high, Wen Taizi can't care about the image, snatches the gift box from my hand, and tears open the package after dividing it by two. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a white Sensen's face appeared.

As mentioned earlier, this printed funeral suit is fully encircular, with not only arms and legs, but also a mask and a wig. I don't know what this thing is made of, but it's extremely flexible and can adjust itself according to the height ratio of the wearer.

Wen Taizi was stunned at first, then ecstatic, and said, "Sure enough, it's a printed funeral suit!" He grabbed the face and shook it, and the clothes unfurled in the wind.

At the moment of unfolding, I saw the flowers on the clothes flowing around like flowing water, and with the white face, the whole dress seemed to suddenly come to life.

Then Wen Taizi stretched out his hand a little and shouted: "Senior! ”

As the saying goes, people are in good spirits when they are happy. Originally, Zhang Yiyi was like a time bomb, and his heart was extremely unstable. Otherwise, I wouldn't have hid in this no-man's corner, using the quilt as a bed and living a miserable life.

After I called out his name just now, my heart was so sour that I almost collapsed, and then I broke out and hurt people. But when I saw the printed burial clothes, I instantly had ecstasy on my face.

Although the printed funeral suit is too purple, this thing can gradually dissipate the restlessness and uneasiness in the heart. He put on a printed funeral suit like a grumpy person who had been given a tranquilizer!

I watched Zhang Yiyi take the printed funeral dress from Wen Taizi's hand, and I was a little relieved in my heart. I knew that this dress was so effective, so I would have taken it out for Wen Taizi a long time ago.

Zhang Yiyi was holding the printed funeral suit, and when his eyes opened and closed, I noticed that his pupils were pitch black. However, his expression also became relaxed, and he bowed solemnly to Wen Taizi, and nodded to me again.

Zhang Yiyi said: "Brother Wen, according to the previous agreement, I will wear this dress for a month." If, after a month, the demonization of the body stops, I will personally come to the door to thank you. If even the printed funeral clothes can't suppress the evil thoughts in my heart, then I deserve to die. But don't worry, if I die, there will be disciples from Longhu Mountain who will come to Zhejiang to return this dress! ”

After he said this, he said to me again, "Haven't asked for the name of the little brother yet?" ”

I said proudly: "Yin and Yang shop, Zhang Wuxin!" ”

Hearing the four words Yin Yang Shop, Zhang Yi raised his head in astonishment, and then he laughed: "Yin and Yang Shop, haha!" It's a yin and yang store again! It seems that God is destined for me to use this life to pay off the debt! Ha ha! Hahaha! ”

After he said this, he put the printed funeral suit on his body and turned to leave. His steps were so fast that before I could speak, Zhang Yiyi had already disappeared into the alley.

Only his voice echoed in the alley: "Great grace is not grateful!" If I can come back alive, I will definitely repay this favor! Also, the original number of eleven soul cultivators was returned! If you need help in the future, you can go to Jiangxi Longhu Mountain for help! As long as the disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain can do it, they will definitely not refuse! ”

After leaving this sentence, Zhang Yiyi had disappeared without a trace with a printed mortuary suit, and I was stunned when I saw it, pointing to the dark alley, and said, "Just left?" ”

Wen Taizi glanced at me meaningfully and said, "Don't go?" Do you want to stay here for the New Year? Zhang Yiyi has been struggling to survive in Wenzhou City, and the reason why he has been able to persist until now is that in addition to the role of the eleven soul cultivators, there is only this belief. Now that he has obtained a printed funeral suit, if nothing else, it will only take a month, and he will be a good man again! How could he not be in a hurry? ”

I think so, it's like a person who has been crippled for more than ten years, and suddenly got a way to treat his legs, if you don't hurry up to treat it, is it still talking nonsense to us here?

I just don't know if this senior brother of Longhu Mountain will be able to turn around and come back a month later.

Regardless of whether he was dead or alive, Wen Taizi had already walked quickly to Zhang Yiyi's tattered bed. He stretched out his hand and tugged at it, and the smell of stench rushed to his face.

Beneath the dirty blanket, eleven pitch-black stone figures lay horizontally and vertically inside.

This is the famous soul cultivator.

I remembered what Jiang Xiaolong said, the Soul Cultivator Stone Man is extremely valuable in the world, and it belongs to the kind that money can't buy. But who would have thought that a homeless man huddled in the old city would hide such a rich thing.

The soul cultivator was only the size of a palm, and although it was in the dirty quilt of the homeless, it was spotless and as black as ink. I noticed that the images of these stone figures were male and female, and they were different. The only feature is that the workmanship is extremely exquisite, not only the texture changes on the clothes can be carved, but even the hair can be clearly distinguished one by one.

Not to mention the special effects of the soul cultivators, this craft alone is estimated to be collected by many people, right?

Wen Taizi counted carefully, and rolled it up with a tattered blanket. Just listening to the collision of stone figures and making a clanging sound suddenly made me feel a little distressed.

I said, "Be careful, billions of dollars!" If it's broken, no one will pay for it! ”

Wen Taizi said: "Billions of dollars? Don't listen to the nonsense of the little dragon in the river. I didn't go to that fair, but I heard about it. At the beginning, it was the great scientist Miley who fought with the Holy See, so he maliciously bid. Otherwise, according to the normal price of a soul cultivator, it would only be tens of millions to die. ”

I smiled wryly: "Tens of millions? Changing to a steel hammer would have buried me. ”

Wen Taizi didn't think the tattered blanket left by Zhang Yiyi was dirty, picked it up and turned around and left, urging me as she walked: "We have to go back." If I can't let those bastards get some blood today, my Wen Taizi's name will be written upside down! ”