The second master's body is not clean, and it is forbidden to enter the soil after death, otherwise it will inevitably cause accidents and cause trouble, this is the last words that Bu Xi Huaiwen confessed to those minions when he left.

When he went out, there were no pedestrians on the road, only the lights of three or two, Bu Xi Huaiwen rubbed his face, full of confusion.

He doesn't want to evaluate the second master's bad second half of his life, people always have to find a hope for themselves to live, whether that hope is true or not, just believe in it, if you really can't find it, then make one, and then deceive yourself to the end of life.

Compared with the second master, Bu Xi Huaiwen is more concerned about the King Kong soul at the moment, as well as the old way encountered by the second master, and of course, the great disaster of Bu Xi's family tonight.

On the wooden building in Bu Xi's village, Xichen was half-leaning on the fence, hiding his face in the shadows where the waning moon could not shine, and looked at the tired Gu village girl in front of her, this girl just said that she was here to report the news!

It's just that I don't know what to report, Xichen is not from the Bu Xi family, so I hesitate whether I should ask.

Luo Guiyi stood for a while, and when he saw that he didn't get a response from Xichen, he sat down on tiptoe against the fence next to Xichen, looked at the worn shoes in his hand in distress, and frowned.

Xichen looked even more flustered, straightened up and stood up.

Luo Guiyi's eyes lit up, his brows furrowed, and he looked up at Xichen with surprise on his face: "You are a Taoist?" The Taoist who cries his nose? ”

Xichen's body tightened even tighter, and he stood dryly, as if someone had pierced his face, and said in a sullen voice: "What's the matter with you? ”

The Guiyi girl put on her shoes, timidly lowered her hand, and buried her arms in her body: "Grandma Luo Ying likes the Taoist family very much!" ”

Xichen was stunned, walked to the window in silence, and saw that the little Dao Gu in the house had already slept, so he put his mind at ease, rubbed the corners of his sour eyes, turned his head and said to Luo Guiyi in an astringent voice: "If you want to report the news, the people in the village are all over the ancestral hall!" It's useless to look for me! ”

The girl has no sense of proportion, only a series of oh oh responses, the chick pecks the rice and nods her head, but her body does not move.

Xichen was puzzled: "You still don't go?" ”

Luo Guiyi reacted at this time, but he stumbled and almost tripped on the stairs again.

Xichen took a deep breath and picked up the lamp from the house: "Don't you look at the road?" ”

Luo Guiyi subconsciously took the lamp, nodded but shook his head: "I can see the road clearly, I can see the road clearly without picking up the lamp, I just see the living Taoist for the first time!" ”

Before he finished speaking, Luo Guiyi's face gradually turned pale.

The crisp sound of the bell is looming in the night, and the dust listens to it for a while, and the scalp suddenly explodes, the sound of the bell, the first smell is crisp, and then you can smell a trace of weirdness in it, after listening to three rings, the bell seems to be able to take away people's souls.

Xichen tightly closed the door of Xiao Daogu's house, turned over and jumped off the wooden building on stilts, rolled on the ground for two times to unload the strength, and firmly pinched the trick to guard the door of the village not far away.

The water in the mountains is heavy, and the night is more and more misty.

Xichen looked up, the waning moon has been covered by dark clouds, and at this time, there was a rapid wind, when the wind dispersed, several figures gradually came to the door of the village, and saw Xichen, the person who was like firewood, stopped shaking the bell in his hand, stared at Xichen for a while with his dim eyes, and smiled indifferently.

Xichen was a little angry: "Where did the demon come from?" ”

The thin man licked the corners of his chapped mouth, looked left and right, and said in a strange tone: "A nest of grass on Kunlun Peak, day and night are green and do not see old age!" ”

The man's words fell, and before he could understand what this man meant by shouting this half of the incantation, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind him.

The old patriarch clutched his cane, his face was solemn, he looked at the person who came, and replied in a low voice: "The Origin of the Underworld, the Evil Master and the Evil Law have no way, if you meet a blue-faced ghost-faced person, you will be killed by the net!" The Zhang family took over the remnants of the people, since you remember the words left by my ancestor Bu Xi Chensha, you still dare to come to die? ”

Zhang Yan smiled but didn't say anything, raised his hand and shook the bell lightly, and the black robe covering the figure behind him fell off, revealing a broken and hideous face.

In ancient times, evil men covered the faces of the dead with copper coins, avoiding ghosts and attracting souls, and they could lock the three souls of the dead firmly in the corpse, and then bury them in the ground with secret methods, and become a situation of raising evil, the longer the time, the heavier the evil qi will be. Looking at the rotten copper coins, it is obvious that these corpses are by no means cultivated in a short period of time.

On the other hand, everyone in the Bu Xi family was obviously aware of this.

The old patriarch glanced at Bu Xi Shaoli, and the latter didn't say much, he took out the wooden sword, and slashed his fingers from the blade of the sword, the blood stained the red mahogany sword body, and the dense light cyan cold runes on the sword body continued to circulate, which was particularly eye-catching on the red sword body.

After Bu Xi Shaoli, the rest of the Bu Xi family was the same.

Bu Xi Shaoli sneered, and said to Zhang Yan: "You are the remnants of the Zhang family, so that I can be equal to the same root and the same origin, even so, you should know that you have a way to deal with these techniques of cultivating evil, and I have a way to deal with them!" ”

Zhang Yan still didn't speak, but the mockery in his eyes became more and more obvious.

With such a look, Bu Xi Shaoli was naturally unhappy, pinched his sword and stood up, and walked under his feet.

With the step of the foot, the blade carved a '䨚' word on the ground, and Xichen naturally recognized that this was one of the five thunder words.

After stepping on the step, Bu Xi Shaoli stood on top of the five thunder words, but the peachwood sword in his hand slashed towards Zhang Yan with the sound of thunder, and what shocked Xichen slightly was that the thunder contained in this sword body actually hooked the night sky, making it faintly thunder rolling.

But it was such a sword with the words of five thunders, but when it slashed in front of Zhang Yan, it was pinched by a pair of thin fingers, and it disappeared with the thunder momentum.

Xichen frowned.

Bu Xi Shaoli's face was full of horror, and he asked Zhang Yan: "You have a Zhang family that has inherited the remnants of the family, after hundreds of years, how can the inheritance be more complete than my Bu Xi family?" ”

Zhang Yan held up the hilt of the sword with both palms and sneered softly: "You just said that my Zhang family and your Bu Xi family have the same root and origin, and the methods of my Zhang family are familiar to you, so why are my Zhang family not familiar with those methods of yours?" If, if there was no Bu Xi Chensha at the beginning, do you really think that the one who was all exterminated would still be my Zhang family? ”

In the end, a touch of sadness and anger appeared on Zhang Yan's face, however, after only a moment, the anger in Zhang Yan's eyes dissipated, and he looked at the people of the Bu Xi family mockingly: "Bu Xi's lineage has existed in the world for thousands of years, and Bu Xi Chensha is young, he was only a year old when he died, he never married, and he never had any descendants left, why do you want to serve him Bu Xi Chensha as your ancestor?" It's not because of his Bu Xi Chensha's pair of argumentative eyes, but he can break my technique of catching the evil of the same vein, and passing down the method of suppressing the corpse and carving the soul lamp, etc., that my method of receiving the evil vein is useless! He is talented and has saved your family! It's a pity, he Bu Xi Chensha alone has taken up your talent and luck for hundreds of years of chasing corpses, since him, there is no genius in your corpse chasing a vein, only these mediocre and inactive people are left, and the inheritance is eight or nine out of ten, embarrassing! Nonsense, if he Bu Xi Chensha has returned, it would be fine, if not, hehe......"

Zhang Yan squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the ancestral hall of the Bu Xi family.

In this way, anyone who listens to it will be uncomfortable, and the old patriarch said in a deep voice: "Even if my Bu Xi family's inheritance is not restored, it is not something that you can shake by taking over the remnants of the evil people and bringing a few cultivated corpses!" ”

After that, the old patriarch sat cross-legged, carefully felt out a pile of talisman seals from his arms, and saw the first moment of the color of those runes, the Xichen eyebrows on the side jumped, and drew a talisman, gold, silver, purple, blue and yellow, a few people can draw cyan, and the talisman made by the people on the left side of the door, because of the practice of magic, is mostly black. Among them, the yellow talisman seal is the most ordinary, just because most of the people in this world who draw talismans are too mediocre in their Taoist qualifications, and they can only draw yellow talismans. And those who can draw golden runes, even in the Taoist classics, have not found a few people.

The pile of talismans in the old patriarch's hand was mostly blue, and occasionally there were a few cyan and purple.

And what makes Xichen most moved is that on the top of the pile of talismans, at the bottom of each talisman seal, there is a line of small characters, the most bizarre thing is that when you look at the small characters, you only feel dizzy, but you can't make out the look at it roughly.

Xichen could only vaguely recognize the words Bu Xi XX's words written on those blue talismans, which looked like people's names.

Hearing the silent chanting in Xichen's mouth, the old patriarch gently stroked the pile of rune paper, looked at Xichen with some surprise and said: "This is all left by my talented people in the past generations with soul power in their later years, but the youngest one here is also nearly a hundred years ago!" Indeed, as the remnants of the evil people said, my Bu Xi family, who has no outstanding talents for a hundred years, has appeared, and my Huaiwen grandson is barely good! Han Jialang, you are a talented, if you don't practice enough, you won't be able to distinguish the handwriting left by my ancestors with soul power! ”

The old patriarch held the pile of talisman seals high above his head, and bowed down to Yingying in the direction of the ancestral hall, at this time, the pile of talisman seals gradually rose out of thin air, standing above the village of Bu Xi's family, at the same time, more than a dozen swaying lamps flew out of the ancestral hall of Bu Xi's family, and finally they were integrated into a talisman seal, and the lights spread out and turned into more than a dozen phantoms of green robes and blue hats.

The old patriarch suddenly spoke: "The hundred gods are on the throne, the gods of the lies, protect us and eliminate the evil!" ”

As soon as the old patriarch's words fell, the phantoms in green clothes and green hats in mid-air opened their eyes, their eyes were fierce, they raised their fingertips and flipped over, slowly opened their mouths, and more than a dozen ethereal chanting sounds came out, at the same time, the row of soul bells hanging on the eaves of the ancestral hall of the Bu Xi family shook slightly, and every time one of the Bu Xi family died, the soul bells left by the deceased would be hung here.

Bu Xi Shaoli shouted: "Tie up the corpse!" ”

In the past, the Bu Xi family was in a hurry, and if there were too many corpses, they would use this straw rope to tie the corpses six or seven feet apart and tie them in a row.

The Bu Xi family connected the ropes and surrounded Zhang Yan's side, firmly dividing the open space into seven areas, with Zhang Yan and the corpses in the middle.

The more than a dozen phantoms in the air, all raised their hands, and in that row of soul bells, more than a dozen bells emitted green rays at the same time, falling in the hands of the dozen phantoms, and the sky was full of hurried soul bells.

"I said earlier, if your Bu Xi family can only use the means left by your ancestors to save your life, then this is the end of it!" Zhang Yan looked at it quietly for a long time, and suddenly took out a very small horse lamp from his arms, lifted the lampshade, and took his finger to extinguish one of the green flames. The moment the fire was extinguished, the ground was mixed with dewy and the earth rolled back and forth like fleas, the chickens and ducks in the circle were rampant, and the house snake spat out the letter out of the hole, as if running for its life.

A monstrous aura in the air rose to the sky, and the dust changed color, took off the Taoist robe on his body and spread it three feet in front of him, and bit his fingertips to draw a blood mark on the Taiji diagram on the Taoist robe: "People come like paper, and evil comes like mountains!" ”

At the same time, just as he said the last word, beside Zhang Yan, more than a dozen corpse figures had already rushed to him, but they were hovering on the robe, never able to take another step forward.

Just as Xichen breathed a sigh of relief, a scene that frightened everyone appeared.

The dozen or so corpse demons were so shriveled that their lips squirmed a few times, and a few weird and harsh sounds came out, and then, the dozen or so stiff screams actually pinched their fingers at the same time, and their steps were so fast that they caught Xichen off guard.

When he reacted, Xichen finally realized the horror of these stiff bodies, he had never heard of an evil thing that could pinch the spell.

The moonlight in the night sky turned scarlet with the movement of the more than a dozen corpses, and after stepping on the stepping, the dozen or so zombies drew a scarlet moonlight from the night sky, wrote the word 'town' in their respective palms, and slapped it towards the phantom in mid-air.

The robe in front of Xichen was shattered, unprecedented fear, the Taoist technique has always been used to kill ghosts and eliminate evil, but today, it is really like a reversal.

When the scarlet town word fell, Xichen couldn't care about anything else, pinched the seal with two fingers, and blocked in front of everyone in Bu Xi's family: "Yin and Yang, the sun rises in the east." Tianzun Zhenren, protect me, give me spiritual light, sweep away the unknown! ”

Regret the dust, the huge golden mang shrouded in front of him, but it shattered in an instant, the dust was torn, fell to the ground and struggled, the half-empty shadow dispersed, Bu Xi's family fell to the ground, and the corpse patterns on their bodies appeared and disappeared so repeatedly, as if they were about to collapse at any time.

The old patriarch looked at all this in front of him in shock, and pointed at Zhang Yan in despair: "What is your identity?" Even when the means of taking over the people are the most vicious, they can't do such a rebellious act! ”

Zhang Yan grinned and sneered: "I said, unless Bu Xi Chensha is here today, no one can protect your Bu Xi family!" ”

In the wooden building behind him, someone was shouting: "Senior brother! ”

Xichen wiped the blood foam from the corners of her mouth, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes, and when she turned her head, Xiao Daogu was sleepy-eyed.

A flash of surprise flashed in Zhang Yan's eyes: "Use it to practice ghost dolls!" ”

Before he finished speaking, there was a pain in his knee, and he opened his mouth wide and bit a piece of cloth from his knee.

Zhang Yan kicked away Xichen and was about to walk forward, but his body trembled, and he turned his head to look at the old patriarch, but saw that the old patriarch was holding a piece of black dog skin in his hand. The old patriarch took a knife and cut the gold thread tied to it, and only a corner of the things inside was exposed, and Zhang Yan covered his eyes and retreated.

Xichen also subconsciously looked over, but his eyes were as painful as pinprick.

"This is a gift from my ancestor Chensha, if my Bu Xi family is robbed within 500 years, burn this golden talisman, and the vitality will appear!" The old patriarch uttered these words in a trembling voice that was almost reverent.

And in the bag, but shook out a shining golden talisman seal, at first I couldn't see the handwriting on it, and when it fell to the ground, it turned into a ball of sparks, and there was a vague word 'life' looming.

When Mars disappeared, the sky suddenly began to rain heavily, and without warning, the first rainstorm of early summer fell.

Zhang Yan looked at the rain in the sky, looked up to the sky and laughed, laughed breathlessly, scooped up a handful of rainwater, handed it to the old patriarch, and patted the old patriarch's face: "My patriarch grandfather, this... Ha ha... That's what you mean by life? ”

The old patriarch was silent.

Smiling and smiling, Zhang Yan stopped, because in the heavy rain, a figure staggered in at the door of Bu Xi's village.

Everyone held their breath, and when the figure approached, the old patriarch was disillusioned.

Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and scolded angrily: "Little beast, what are you doing here?" ”

The rain fell on Yuan Yu's body, like pouring on the zeolite, and steamed up a cloud of white mist, sizzling.

Yuan Yu stood in front of Zhang Yan, unmoved.

Zhang Yan grabbed Yuan Yu by the collar and tore Yuan Yu to him, and said fiercely: "I'll ask you!" ”

Yuan Yu raised his face, his hair stuck to his forehead, and his eyes stared at Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan was a little timid.

Yuan Yu spread out his clenched hands, revealing his hands full of ashes: "I'll pay it back!" ”