Chapter Eighty-Four: The Muppet Puppet

With this sad thought, I turned my head to look at the iron lump again, no, it is Ding Li, is this iron lump from Ding Li's body, or has it been scattered?

And what kind of spirit card he was holding in his hand just now, why could he scare away the strange man with the chains.

And the strange man just looked at the rags all over his body, like a beggar calling Hanako, and didn't see any chains, but where did the sound of chains dragging come from?

With this in mind, I reached into Ding Li's chest and took out the spirit card to look at it.

I was shocked when I saw this!

"Grandpa...... This is my grandfather's spirit card...... My grandfather's spirit card can actually scare away the old demon ancestor of Nanshan, the old demon ancestor of Nanshan...... Yes, I remember, that strange man is called Nanshan Old Demon Ancestor, Uncle Wu, do you know? As I saw the spirit card shouting, I asked Wu Bodao.

That's right, this is the grandfather's tablet enshrined in my old house, but how can I scare away that old demon ancestor?

That is, before Bai Ma Xian was looking for Tie Tuozi, he was not there, and he rushed back to my hometown to get the spirit card of my grandfather.

"Nanshan Old Demon Ancestor...... Nanshan is a Qingdao person, oops, I understand, I finally understand, so it is, the demon road, all the ghosts made by the demon road, speechless, troubled the Three Realms, disregarding the living beings, but it is really a damn scum, such a black-bellied person, everyone can be punished, punished! When Uncle Wu heard this, he was very angry and jumped up and shouted.

"What do you mean?" I looked at him and asked what he meant.

"Goddess girl, I heard at first that there was a saying that there was a Taoist Xuanzu cultivating himself, but I didn't believe it, in this way, it is still true, that the Nanshan Qingdaomen people are using their own Xuanshi Ancestor to cultivate their immortal body!" As I asked, Wu Bosheng said excitedly.

"Oh, yes, yes, it's suffocating me, little brother horse, little brother horse, are you okay, where are we, are we all wiped out, are we all caught?" And at this time, Hu Tianhei, who was lying on the ground, suddenly transformed into a human form and got up.

"It's not extinguished, it's just a death and a soul." I looked at him, and pointed to the pig god and Ding Li.

"Ah...... What's going on, what's going on, what happened just now, Hu Yumei, Hu Yumei found it? Hu Tianhei immediately pounced on the pig god and asked me.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell bell ......"

And at this time, accompanied by a very crisp ringtone, a tall thin white-bearded old man shook a copper bell in his left hand, and held a fortune-telling banner in his right hand, walked in from outside the courtyard gate, and behind him was a Taoist man wearing a clay robe and drooping his head.

"Jiawuzi...... Is it a Jiawuzi old-timer? When I saw it, I got up and ran over.

"Jiawuzi senior, why are you here, you ...... Old-timers, save people, save people! "As soon as I saw the old man Jiawuzi, I was very excited and shouted.

"Eh, Qu Lao Dao...... It's you, you damn wicked person, say quickly, what evil things have you Nanshan Dao people done, you return my pig god, you give me my pig god's life! Immediately, I recognized at a glance that the yellow-robed Taoist behind the old man was Qu Lao Dao, and I went to Qu Lao Dao.

"Cao family girl, don't be impatient, don't be impatient, wait for me to take a look!" The old man stopped ringing the bell, stretched out his hand to stop me from rushing towards the old way, lowered his body at the same time, and probed Ding Li's pulse.

"Well, the iron lump is out of spirit, but he can't do it, it won't take much time, and he will naturally come back." As he probed Ding Li's pulse, the old man of Jia Wuzi took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a dark brown pill from it, and stretched out his palm in Ding Li's mouth at the same time, and hit Ding Li's head and heart fiercely.

With a muffled snapping sound, Ding Li opened his eyes suddenly, and then pounced on his feet, his eyes dripping and shaking his head, and it felt like he had been beaten.

"Turn around, turn to the ninety-nine-eighty-one spirit level, and you'll be back!" With this slap beating Ding Li, the old man of Jiawuzi turned around and gave Hu Yumei, who still hadn't seen the slightest sign of waking up, and Bai Ma Xian with a palm.

"Eh, the incarnation of the white horse of God's City...... This is a good thing, Cao family girl, can you lend me for the time being, and I will return it to you on the eighth day of the month. With a slap on the top of the white horse fairy's head, the old man of Jiawuzi said in shock.

"Well, yes, as long as you get his consent." When I heard this, I nodded.

I think that this White Horse Immortal has not entered my hall for the time being, so even if it is a hall immortal, I don't have the right to say that I will borrow it!

"Oh, what's going on, what's going on, what's going on, I said it's all going on, who is it, I knocked my mother unconscious?" And at this time, Hu Yumei turned over and stood up, screaming and scolding in a daze.

Immediately saw Ding Li, who was rolling his eyes, and pounced directly.

"Ding Li, my little cutie Ding Li, what's wrong with you...... Where is this, where is this, oops, little brother Ma, Hu Tianhei, why are you all here? Hu Yumei looked around and screamed in confusion.

"It's not all the trouble you caused, the pig god died, she died to save you, I tell you Hu Yumei, if there is no pig god to protect you today, you, the big fox fairy, will burp and get cold!" When I heard it, I didn't say it well.

"Ah...... Oh, my sister of the pig god, why did you leave like this, how can you make me embarrassed, then when the third master comes back, you won't have to pick my skin, ah...... No, no, no, little brother Ma, how did this pig god save me? And as I yelled quietly, Hu Yumei opened her mouth and cried a few words, and then glared at me very sharply.

"Okay, I don't have time to talk to you here, your Ding Li is back, take him back, go back and reunite!" I frowned and pushed her back.

Thinking that this Hu Yumei has a big head, a low IQ, and is pregnant, it will cause chaos with her here, so it is better to let her take Ding Li away without worry.

"Ao, then I'll go back first, go back!" Hu Yumei rolled her eyes in a daze, looked at the tragic death of the pig, got up and carried Ding Li away.

"Qu Daochang, Qushan people, should you tell me the past few decades of evil things thoroughly?" As Hu Yumei took Ding Li away, the old man of Jiawuzi turned around and asked the old man.

"Hmph, don't say it!" Qu Laodao said in a very hard tone.

"Okay, then we'll see!"

Hearing that Qu Laodao was very stubborn, the old man Jiawuzi stepped forward and lifted the placket of Qu Laodao's clothes, tore a large piece of white cloth from the inside, and then signaled Wu Bo to find some cotton needles and threads, and sat on the ground to sew puppets.

"This ...... Why is he so obedient? And when I looked, I approached Jiawuzi and asked.

I mean, why did this old way stop like this, neither fighting us nor trying to run away, just standing in frustration.

"Because he is self-aware, he can't get out of my hands at all!" Listening to my question, the old man smiled.

"Ao Ao, that Jiawuzi senior, let me ask you, why can my grandfather's spirit card scare away the old demon ancestor of Nanshan?" I immediately held up my grandfather's spirit card to Jia Wuzi and asked.

"I don't know!" And the old man squinted at it and said he didn't know.

"Eh, how to open the three bronze coffins under my old house, this old-timer should know!" I bowed my head and asked again.

"I don't know, I don't know, don't ask me about your Cao family, think about it yourself, I can tell you those four sentences, it is already the most righteous to your Cao family, don't bother me about your Cao family's tattered idle things in the future, don't bother me anymore!" And as I asked again, the old man of Jiawuzi was instantly furious, and said in a very tyrannical and tyrannical tone.

"You ......" I glanced at him, fearless to the side.

Speechless, this grievance in my heart, what a reason, just now he was smiling and soft, and his face changed in a blink of an eye, why did my Cao family offend him like this.

In other words, it seems that as soon as he mentions the ancestors of my Cao family, he is very angry and can't help himself!

"It's my grandfather who offended you, right?" As I sat aside, I asked with tears of humiliation in my eyes.

"Okay, I said don't mention it, don't mention it again, what are those dead people doing, come, give me the evil to him, to the death, until he opens his mouth!" With tears in my eyes and a very aggrieved question, the old man of Jiawuzi got up, and a red silk thread was tied to the left wrist of the freshly sewn puppet and Qu Laodao respectively, shouting that I had sinned him.

I looked at it with tears in my eyes, and I didn't know why.

And Hu Tianhei stepped forward with a smile, holding a very sharp knife in his hand, and stabbed the puppeteer's bulging head with a slash......