Chapter 4: Soul Whip

What happened just now, now that I think about it, I am still a little scared, Master Mao is looking at me with strange eyes. I feel uncomfortable when I see it, although it is uncomfortable for a beautiful woman to stare at me, but my heart is secretly joyful, and an old man of seventy or eighty years old looks at me like this, a bit like picking and buying pork in the vegetable market.

"Master Mao: "I want to ask the heads of those people in the black gas just now.

Master Mao looked at me as if he hadn't heard it.

I shouted "Master Mao" again

"Oh, oh, oh,......" Master Mao's face was full of smiles, just like an ordinary old man who was as happy and innocent as he saw his grandson.

These few times Master Mao has become too fast, a little bit confusing to me, and a little bit of thinking that this Master Mao is a little mentally abnormal, but this idea is just a moment, and I immediately scolded myself again, I can't think like this.

Over there, Master Shang and the three big men tied up the old lady's son. Let him sit on the ground in the middle of the courtyard. The old man turned out to be a hunchback, hunched over and sitting on the ground. I saw that the old man had a black gas all over his body, and the black qi was two inches long, and it was thickly wrapped around him.

I pushed Master Mao over, and when I was close, I really saw that the old man had a snake wrapped around his back. He sat on the ground facing us, his beard and hair were long and messy, his hair and beard were much whiter and less black.

The old man saw us coming, raised his head and stared at us, and there was a light in his eyes, and I felt that the gaze was so fierce and hateful, but it was not a normal human gaze. The old man's eyes looked a little fierce and a little demonic.

This kind of look came from the eyes of an old man with half a hundred hair, and it was an indescribable feeling. After glaring at us, the old man turned his head back and looked at us out of the corner of his eye. Three words popped out of his mouth one by one.

"Let go, let go, me."

"I didn't tie you up, you can leave at any time if you want to." Master Mao's words were a little cold and serious. I couldn't see Master Mao's expression in the back, and I thought that Master Mao was also looking at him with those majestic eyes.

"Then you're not going to let go?" The old man turned his head again and looked at Master Mao head-on.

"I said, you have to go, you can go at any time"

"Murder pays for life, debts are repaid, it's not fake"

"Those are not in your care, they have their own Hades, the way of heaven, and the reincarnation of cause and effect is endless. If you can't go, if you don't go, I'll take you. ”

The old man's eyes suddenly changed, and he became extremely vicious, looking at Master Mao with resentment.

Master Mao suddenly shouted, "Be careful that he bites his tongue" The old man who was possessed had really stretched out his tongue and bit it down with his teeth exposed. I didn't know what to do, so I was on the spot.

Master Shang next to him had already pinched the old man's mouth quickly, and Master Mao breathed a sigh of relief beside him. I didn't expect Master Shang to move so fast, and then I thought about it, maybe he had experienced this scene countless times.

Master Shang pinched the old man's mouth with his right hand, and the old man's mouth was pinched into an O-shape, and his tongue was still sticking out of his mouth. The old lady next to her had already rushed over, holding her son and not knowing what to do.

"Shut his mouth," Master Mao ordered.

The old lady took out a handkerchief and stuffed it in.

Master Shang shouted to Qiu San and Beer Belly, "Come and hold him."

The two big men seemed to be watching the commotion, and only now did they come and pull the old man from side to side.

Master Shang returned to the altar and took out a roll of leather rope, Master Shang took it and shook it, it was a very long leather whip, look at the whip is a section of cowhide wrapped on the leather rope, unfolded, the whip must be three meters long. Master Shang looked at Master Mao with a whip in his right hand.

Master Mao hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Bang, bang" Master Shang's leather whip flicked twice in the air, and he directly pumped it towards the old man.

There was a bang, and the whip hit the old man like a cannon.

The possessed old man howled in pain, and even though he was gagged by a handkerchief, he could feel the pain of that howl, which must have been very considerable.

Master Shang greeted him with another whip, and shouted "can't go" again

The old lady pounced on her son and blocked it, Master Shang hurriedly collected the whip, this blow and retracted, the whip flew directly to my face, Master Shang shouted there, "Bow your head quickly"

I wasn't prepared at all, and the people were still shaking in the air, watching the whip fly over. In front of me, the whip was hitting me in the face. A hot pain. When I opened my eyes, Master Mao grabbed the middle of the whip with his right hand, but the end of the whip still hit me with Venus.

Master Shang looked at me and complained a little and said, "I told you to bow your head, why don't you bow your head." Oh my god, I don't tell you to give you a whip to try.

I wanted to defend myself, but suddenly there was a "buzzing" sound in my head, just like sometimes I have a cold and a stuffy nose, and the air pressure in my ears is blocked.

Master Shang lifted the whip and walked over quickly, and said slowly, "This~beat~soul~whip~beat~on~body~on~you~have~ly~lay~three~month~ah", strange why Master Shang spoke so slowly. I heard Master Mao also slowly say there, "Hurry ~ give ~ him ~ drink ~ Fu ~ water," why did Master Mao speak so slowly. Over there, Qiu San and Beer Belly couldn't hold down the old man, and it was noisy. I couldn't hear what they were arguing about, but the sound came, and it was slowly echoing, as if time had slowed down.

Master Shang pulled me to the altar, Master Mao clenched his left hand into a fist and stretched out his thumb, index finger and ring finger, and with his right hand, he picked up the teacup on the altar and put it on his left hand, and the left hand dragged the teacup with three fingers. The sword finger in his right hand kept drawing a spell against the water in the teacup.

Master Shang took another piece of rune paper and burned the paper ashes in the cup, stirred it in the cup with his index finger, stretched it to my mouth, and said faintly, "Hurry ~ drink ~ ".

At this time, I already knew that something was wrong with me, and I didn't like them to talk like this, so I didn't think Master Shang had washed his hands, so I gulped down the water. Seeing that he was about to finish drinking, Master Shang took back the cup and put it in his mouth, wrapped the rest of the talisman water in his mouth and sprayed it in my face.

It's disgusting, I instinctively want to hide it, and that mouthful of water sprays me in the face. I closed my eyes and thought that there was Master Shang's saliva on my face, and my mouth seemed to be a little bit, and I kept spitting on the ground, and I must spit it out.

"Okay, no?" Master Shang asked me.

I didn't want you to spray me anymore, so I quickly replied "Okay, okay". Oh, it's really good, the feeling of time passing slowly is gone, everything is back to normal, the only difference is that the face is still hot and painful, and the heart is still nauseous.

"Alright, alright, alright......" shouted as he ran to the water tap, twisted the halt, and rushed to his face, and by the way, he also flushed his hair.

I kept rushing a few times to feel clean, and when I finished rushing, the old man was still struggling on the ground, and Master Shang Qiu San and Beer Belly were pressing him. The black aura on his body is gone, probably because I washed away the innate water that I don't know what it was when I washed my face just now.

This looked like the thin old man had great strength, and Master Shang was also considered burly, so the three men held down the old man.

Master Mao suddenly called me, "Xiao Shuai, take the bench over and tie him to the bench"

I hurriedly went to carry the bench, and Master Mao added a sentence in the back, "Take two"

I brought a bench to Master Shang on the left and right. The old man kept struggling, and I helped Master Shang, and the four of them worked together to tie the old man horizontally to the bench.

At this time, his limbs were hanging in the air, and there was no place to focus, so Master Shang lost his hand. Qiu San and the beer belly pulled the two ends of the bench together. The old man struggled from side to side on the bench. Whining in his mouth.

Master Mao said to me, "You will press this soul plate on the altar in a moment," and he said as he placed the soul plate on the side of the wooden table of the altar. Master Mao said, "You are not a mage, you can't stand in front of or behind the altar, you can only stand on the side. "Okay" Master Mao took a small bowl the size of a teacup, burned a charm in the bowl, and buckled the bowl on the soul board. The soul board made a very ethereal sound, like a monk knocking on a wooden fish. Could it be that this soul board is hollow?

Strangely, Master Mao picked up the red pen again and wrote a charm in the palm of my left hand.

"This hand holds the bottom of the bowl," he said, placing my left hand on the small bowl that was upside down, and I held it down as I said.

Master Mao looked at me again at this time and said solemnly, "I didn't tell you to let go, don't let go no matter what."

"Hmm", I nodded.

After speaking, Master Mao looked at the old man tied to the bench, looked at him and asked slowly, "Are you leaving?"

The old man stuffed a big handkerchief in his mouth, couldn't speak, only hated Master Mao angrily, and wanted to swallow Master Mao in one bite, and continued to struggle.

Master Shang didn't care so much and whipped over, and there was a "bang" sound, which was hitting her chest, and the old lady had been whining and crying non-stop, and then she cried "Birthday" and rushed over to protect her son. Master Mao shouted next to him, "Stop."

This shout seemed to have magical power, and the old lady stood still.

The man with glasses outside the courtyard gate heard the movement inside and opened the courtyard door, and probed in to see. Master Mao took out a wooden gossip concave mirror from his body, and in the middle was a small mirror. Master Mao drew a talisman on the concave mirror with his sword finger, and reflected the sunlight on the face of the man with glasses when facing the sun. The man immediately became dumbfounded, like a puppet, turned and walked out, and closed the courtyard door again.

Master Mao is really handsome these two times, and he really admires it.

Master Nashang had already been whipped three times, and an angry roar came from the gagged old man's throat. kept struggling, the rope became looser and looser, and sure enough, Qiu San and Beer didn't grab the bench and were rolled over by the old man.

Master Mao shouted, "Hold down Shang Yun"

The whip in Master Shang's hand had already fallen to the ground, and he turned around and rushed towards Master Mao with a sinister smile. There was a demonic glint in his eyes, and it seemed that he had been put on the body.

It was only three or four meters away, and it was about to hit Master Mao at this moment. My heart was anxious, and as soon as my hand was released, the soul board jumped up. In this hurry, he was startled again, and quickly came back to his senses and pressed the soul board down again. But he squinted his eyes to see Master Mao's side.

Over there, Master Shang had already rushed in front of Master Mao with a sneer, and he was only about to pounce on Master Mao with a distance of only one arm's length. I was shocked, and then Master Mao suddenly raised his right foot and kicked it on Master Shang's stomach. I suddenly remembered that Master Mao pulled me down the slope, and I was relieved.

Master Shang was kicked to the ground by Master Mao, and he stood up after rolling, staring at Master Mao with those eyes.

Master Shang was possessed. What to do?

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