Chapter 1778: The Curse of the Netherworld (3)

The resentment and pain of mother and son will accumulate forever in the umbilical cord connecting the two, getting deeper and deeper. Enough enough eighty such umbilical cords, the eighty-first pair of mother and son were made into dried corpses, the internal organs in the stomach were hollowed out, and the umbilical cord was buried in the abdominal cavity of the mother and son. ”

Daoist Yang sneered again: "This curse is basically incomprehensible, fortunately you met me." I used a charm to block the evil qi and resentment, and the spell buried deep under the house would naturally escape. ”

Yan Wu's cold sweat kept flowing out, and his body trembled even more like grain. As soon as he thought that he had lived in such a terrible place for half a year, he was terrified: "Brother Yang, this, how is this good." ”

"As long as you hide behind me and stay motionless, there will be no danger for the time being. Remember, never move. Daoist Yang said as he took the Bagua Sword in his hand: "Look at me to clean up this evil obstacle." ”

As soon as the words fell into Yan Wu's ears, he heard a 'creak' sound from the door of the banquet hall, and the wooden door panel was covered with pitch-black lines, which instantly turned into fly ash and diffused in sight.

A strange-looking, naked woman walked in slowly. This woman looked terrible, with a green face and fangs, shriveled skin, and long shawl hair just enough to block the important parts. On the slumped waist, there was a newborn baby. The baby cried sharply, and an evil red glow loomed in its unopened eyes.

Its cry made Yan Wu's blood surging not far away, and he almost didn't hold back his internal injuries.

"Evil obstacles, don't let me go over quickly, and strive to return to reincarnation as soon as possible." Daoist Yang snorted, and the gossip sword was unsheathed, and the piercing coldness immediately filled the surrounding space.

The Yin Corpse stared at Daoist Yang with slender eyes like a shuttle, and a long tongue stuck out of his shriveled mouth, bursting out of the air like a sharp sword, making an ugly sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls. The gossip sword in Daoist Yang's hand slashed a long mark in front of him, and the sword flower pulled and blocked his tongue.

The tongue that touched the blade of the sword was as if it was frozen in frost, and the surface was soon covered with a thick layer of frost. The Yin Corpse screamed in pain, quickly rolled her tongue into her mouth, bent over, and clawed towards him with ten fingers and claws. Daoist Yang resisted unhurriedly, and at the same time used his free left hand to pull out a few charms from the brocade bag and threw them at the Yin corpse.

As soon as the charm touched the corpse, it clung to it and burned non-stop. The yin corpse of the child and mother screamed a few more times, and the baby on its back also screamed strangely, and finally opened its narrow eyes. As the evil baby's eyes opened, the entire banquet hall was dyed with a layer of blood-red light, and the piercing eyes were painful.

The red light invaded the Bagua Sword, and the sword light sounded chaotically, and there was a momentum that could not be parried. The red light and cold light constantly canceled each other out and eroded in the air, and for a while it seemed that space was collapsing.

"Evil obstacles, they even dare to use evil laws to harm sentient beings." Daoist Yang couldn't help but feel pain when he saw the cold light in the sword being consumed. When the cold is gone, it is also the time when the gossip sword is scrapped. Looks like it's going to be a trick! He let out a loud shout and set up a complicated starting move: "Look at my Fuxi swordsmanship." ”

The sword was strewn with mystical symbols in his hand, and these golden symbols were frozen in the air, suspended in space, and did not move. The essence was shining, and all the blood light was shattered. The color of the gold symbol is getting darker and darker, forcing people to be unable to open their eyes. Just when the momentum was at its highest, Daoist Yang shouted again: "Tsk! ”

The symbols condensed in the air were mighty, and they all flew towards the Yin corpse not far away. The yin corpse had already opened two of its five senses, and instinctively sensed that there was great danger, so it hurriedly screamed and fled. The golden runes were fast enough to be caught by the naked eye, and as soon as the Yin Corpse escaped from the banquet hall, it was chased by the runes, and the golden light was all imprinted on the back of the Yin Corpse.

In an instant, the corpse was shattered by the rune explosion, and only half of the skeleton remained. The appearance of the mother's corpse was also terrible, and her belly was blasted open alive, revealing several dry and black umbilical cords like branches. The Yin Corpse of the Mother and the Child looked back at Daoist Yang hatefully, and suddenly burrowed into the ground and could not find a trace.

Yan Wu moved out of the banquet hall with difficulty with trembling legs, watching the haze over the house disappear and a bright moon hanging high in the sky, he couldn't help but feel comfortable, and said happily: "Brother Yang, has the curse been broken?" ”

"It's not that easy." Daoist Yang shook his head and sighed: "This evil obstacle has been turned into a monster in a hundred years, and it will take a lot of effort to get rid of it." I've just hit it hard, and in another three or two years, I guess it will come out again to harm the world. But the curse on you is all right. ”

"Three or two years?" Yan Wu was stunned for a moment, and then snickered with joy. In two years, Lao Tzu will already be promoted to other places, so let the next unlucky guy have a headache with that demon.

He saw Daoist Yang standing in the moonlight, with a majestic appearance, like an immortal, and sighed for a while: "Brother Yang is really an immortal, if the saint knows that there is such a person in Sichuan and Shu, he will definitely crown you as a national teacher." ”

"Huh." Daoist Yang smiled but did not speak.

"Speaking of the emperor, the current emperor is not having a good time." Yan Wu was loyal to the Emperor Li Longji, and he was very worried in his heart: "The Emperor misses Concubine Yang who died in Maweipo too much, and often drops out of food and forgets to sleep, and he can't swallow the golden soup and jade liquid. Today, the saint sent his close ministers everywhere to secretly ask for a visit to the skilled monks, hoping to relieve the emperor's pain and sorrow somewhat, but still to nothing. ”

"Cut, what's so hard about that." Daoist Yang stroked his palms and laughed, shook his head and said: "Yang Yuhuan, is the daughter of my Yang Tongyou's family, he never died in Ma Weipo, the immortals sent her to Penglai, no matter how many Fang Shi there are, how can I find her!"

When Yan Wu heard this, his whole body trembled more intensely than if he had seen a ghost, and asked again and again, "Is this true?" ”

"It can't be fake. I miss Yang Tongyou, since I was a child, I met a master who gave me the Book of the Three Emperors, and used this Book of Heaven to summon ghosts and gods, and the ghosts and gods all responded immediately. It is easy and omnipotent to drive away plagues, control demons, eliminate floods and droughts, and call for wind and rain. Yang Tongyou looked at the sky with his back hand, looking like a master: "I said that she Yang Yuhuan went to Penglai, and she was in Penglai." If the Emperor wants to see Concubine Yang, he still needs to go to Penglai Immortal Island. ”

(Three Emperors: Fuxi, Shennong, Yellow Emperor.) )

After ordering his subordinates to send Daoist Yang into the guest room to rest, Yan Wu couldn't sleep almost all night, and he walked around the study, thinking about Yang Tongyou's last words in his mind. He instinctively felt that this was an opportunity, a chance to rise again.

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