When Li Changsheng came to the funeral home at night, everything was ready.

Three big roosters that barked, two black dogs with black bodies, three bowls of raw glutinous rice, three bowls of cooked glutinous rice, etc......

Curator Chen and Secretary Zhang looked at Li Changsheng cautiously, waiting for him to speak.

Li Changsheng nodded slightly, picked up the raw glutinous rice from the altar, and began to pour it around the altar.

I only saw Li Changsheng walking around the entire altar in a circle, and the raw glutinous rice fell to the ground and formed a circle.

Immediately afterwards, Li Changsheng was on the side again, and made a circle with raw glutinous rice again, and then said to Director Chen and Secretary Zhang: "The two of you, standing in this circle surrounded by glutinous rice, once the practice starts, no matter what you hear or see, don't go out of the circle, understand?" ”

Director Chen frowned, a little nervous, and said, "Brother Li, is it that Secretary Zhang and I are here, will it hinder your approach?" I don't think so...... Secretary Zhang and I can leave first, so we don't need you to draw any glutinous rice rings for us. ”

When Secretary Zhang heard this, he also nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, the people in your Dao Sect are fighting the law, and we idle people don't need to participate in it at all." ”

"Miscellaneous people, etc.?" After hearing this, Li Changsheng sneered, looked at Director Chen and Secretary Zhang, and said, "People are making such a big noise, what do you think it's for?" Not to target the two of you yet? Now that I'm going to fight with him, the two of you must be on the spot, if you leave here, in case he uses Dao magic to harm you, hum ......"

Li Changsheng snorted coldly twice, but he didn't say any more.

Director Chen and Secretary Zhang got goosebumps when they heard this, and they couldn't help but shudder.

Thinking of the tragic death of the night watchman, no matter how bold Director Chen and Secretary Zhang were, they didn't dare to leave Li Changsheng half a step now.

I saw Director Chen frown and said, "That's ...... That...... Please hurry up, Brother Li! We obey Brother Li's orders in everything. ”

Li Changsheng nodded and pointed to the painted glutinous rice ring.

Director Chen and Secretary Zhang glanced at each other and stood in.

Li Changsheng stared at the two of them and said, "Remember what I said, no matter what you see or hear in this circle, don't go out of the circle, even if I let you come out, don't come out...... As long as this fight is not over, you can't leave this circle for half a step, do you hear clearly? ”

"It's clear, it's clear......" Director Chen and Secretary Zhang nodded in fright.

Li Changsheng didn't care about the two of them anymore, untied the cloth bag he was carrying, and took out the silver-white short sword from it, as well as a few pieces of rune paper.

I saw Li Changsheng take the celadon bowl prepared in advance from the side and put it on the altar.

At this time, the cold wind swished over.

The night was long, and there was no one in this huge funeral parlor except for three people at this time.

The employees were all sent away by Director Chen and Secretary Zhang in advance, and in this silent funeral home, it was quiet at this moment.

And the place where the altar was opened was in the room of the crematorium where the night watchman died, and this fighting method had not yet begun, and Director Chen and Secretary Zhang in the glutinous rice circle already felt cold all over their bodies at this time, as if someone was staring at them.

Li Changsheng looked at the sky outside through the window.

I only saw a bright moon in the sky, but it was faint, covered by heavy clouds, and it looked hazy.

In the darkness, the silence seemed a little deep, as if something was hidden in the endless darkness.

……

On the other end, Wu Xianren was already in his room, preparing everything.

The small room, dark and damp, emitted a strong stench.

In front of him, there are two altars, and on the altars, there are seven evil ghosts, who look fierce and evil, just like the heinous demon king in hell.

The faint breath was immersed in his room, and the dark red light faintly illuminated his small house.

I only saw that between the foreheads and eyebrows of Wu Xianren, there was a little red cinnabar.

His whole face was serious, he picked up his handprints, stomped his feet on the ground, and began to chant words in his mouth.

In the darkness, there was a "hee-hee-hee" sound, as if someone was covering his mouth and secretly laughing.

I don't know where it came from.

Not far from Wu Xianren, there was a sand jar, and in the jar, there was an unknown small animal, but I faintly heard that the small animal was constantly lying on the jar, making out a "rustle".

"Photo ......"

Suddenly, Wu Xianren's eyes were open, as if there were two rays of light shining out of his eyes.

A faint ghost aura came out, and his whole person's momentum changed, and the expression on his face was extremely hideous.

"Bell bell bell ......"

Inside the house, the sound of wind chimes sounded.

The small wind chimes hanging in the four directions of the room were automatically raised without wind at this time.

The fighting method of the people in the Daomen is very particular about the changes in the spell.

And every time the Dao method is cast, it will cost a lot of spirit, and even more, some powerful spells are likely to cause the caster's longevity to be greatly reduced.

And some evil spells, once cast, will inevitably make people feel terrible, if the opponent's Taoism is stronger than the caster, then this power may be back to the caster.

Wu Xianren has been cultivating for more than 30 years, and he is confident that his Taoism is not low, for him, no matter how powerful Li Changsheng is, he is just a young man who is not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf.

It's just not clear why the boss seems to be taboo.

Since Wu Xianren last contacted the boss, he has not been able to contact the boss again, and the boss has never contacted him.

However, for the specific reason, Wu Xianren at this time didn't think much about it, and the top priority was to fight with Li Changsheng.

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At this end, outside the room of the crematorium, there began to be a "whine" sound, like a baby's cry, some hoarse, some choked.

Li Changsheng frowned, picked up a rooster casually, and the silver-white short sword in his hand cut through the rooster's neck at once.

I only saw Li Changsheng grasping the two wings of the rooster, and the rooster kept struggling and tossing, and the blood continued to flow out of the neck and drip into the celadon bowl.

After a while, a bowl full of chicken blood came out.

Li Changsheng threw it away, threw the dying aside, and ignored it.

Then he picked up the celadon bowl full of chicken blood and took a sip.

Chicken blood was in his mouth, squirting towards the burning candle above the altar.

"Poof......

Suddenly, a thick smell of blood permeated the entire room.

Curator Chen and Secretary Zhang's faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly covered their noses.

A loud bang rang out.

I only saw that on the altar, the burning flames suddenly rose up, like two fire dragons, straight to the roof.