The proprietress said that she was so lonely, she thought about men all night, and now she fell in love with Wang Guoqing at first sight, and asked him to come to her room at night and do some good things.

Wang Guoqing immediately agreed, saying that it was still early, so he would first go to see the feng shui terrain of the "Dragon Rank Sword", and wait until the evening, and then come back to this restaurant to stay and comfort the proprietress and beautiful woman.

Then, Wang Guoqing left the restaurant and walked towards the Jianmen Pass.

In fact, Wang Guoqing is not an idle person, he is not only erudite and well-informed, but also as a feng shui gentleman, his eyes are extremely sharp!

Just now he saw that under the hair and bangs of the proprietress lady, something was faintly hidden, like a blue eye.

Wang Guoqing knew what kind of monster this beautiful woman was, and her origin was not small! The ability is definitely more powerful than the story he told before, the three ladies of Banqiao!

And the disappearance of those travelers in the town is absolutely inseparable from the beautiful woman!

The story of the three ladies of Banqiao just now, Wang Guoqing did not finish telling.

At the end of the story, the scholar used his wisdom to defeat the three ladies of Banqiao and gave the demon a cruel lesson.

And Wang Guoqing himself is by no means an ordinary feng shui magician.

What he worshiped was the "inner door" of the feng shui sorcerer's practice, and what he learned was the true skills left by the ancestor "Qingwuzi"!

Wang Guoqing himself, who is jealous and hateful, and righteous and awe-inspiring, immediately wanted to use the skills passed down from his ancestor to kill the evil woman and save ......

I interrupted Wang Da's ears for the second time, and a peachwood stick struck him on the head.

"What the fuck are you fucking bullshit! How did you, an ugly person full of evil, become a righteous person? If you talk nonsense again, Lao Tzu will take a wooden skewer and prick your tongue down! I said viciously.

Wang Da'er didn't argue with me either, and continued his story.

That Wang Guoqing, even if he is an inner disciple of a feng shui sorcerer, is not sure that he can win against that beautiful woman, because of the ability of a feng shui sorcerer, he has never been good at fighting.

However, the current situation is different.

Maybe it's also the destruction of the demon, Wang Guoqing went to take this sword gate a thing, that is, the world is invincible, if it is a head-to-head duel, any evil demon is not his opponent.

Mr. Feng Shui's grandfather, Qing Wuzi, wrote "Qing Wuzi Pulse Formula", which records an extremely powerful technique called "borrowing potential".

What is "borrowing"?

As the name suggests, it is to borrow the momentum of feng shui topography for people.

Taoism emphasizes the unity of heaven and man, and Sun Tzu's Art of War also pays attention to the right time, place and people.

When man borrows the energy of nature, it is "borrowing" in a broad sense.

And the method of "borrowing momentum" recorded in the "Qingwuzi Vein" is even more powerful, and it can borrow the power of a whole piece of feng shui terrain to a certain item.

At that time, Wang Guoqing had a staff and sword in his hand, which was extremely easy to use when going far away, and could be used as a cane to climb the mountain, and when pulled out, it could be used as a sharp blade to chop wood for self-defense.

Now, Wang Guoqing also plans to use this sword to kill the evil beauty.

Wang Guoqing went to the pass of Jianmen Pass and found his original purpose of coming here, the feng shui terrain of the "dragon rank sword".

Wang Guoqing used the method of "borrowing momentum" and borrowed the feng shui terrain power of the "Dragon Rank Sword" to his staff and sword.

In the evening, Wang Guoqing returned to the restaurant, intending to eradicate the evil beauty and the old man.

But at this time, there was no one to be found everywhere in the restaurant.

However, Wang Guoqing really found a wooden box in the kitchen of this restaurant.

In the wooden box, there was a small wooden man, a small wooden ox and a set of small rakes, and a large red handkerchief.

Wang Guoqing was suddenly shocked, thinking that in this world, is there really such an evil technique recorded in "Taiping Guangji", which is not possible due to the evil magic made by the three ladies of Banqiao?

But at this time, Wang Guoqing suddenly felt a blow to the back of his head, and then fell to the ground groggy.

At the same time, Wang Guoqing also heard a coquettish laughter, it was the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman said, how can there be such a stupid person in this world, taking the plot in the legend as reality.

Wang Guoqing fell to the ground, dragged by the collar by the collar of the white-bearded old man dressed as a Mongolian, and dragged into the mill in the backyard.

Wang Guoqing was left by the wall of the mill, watching a black donkey pulling the stone mill, and at the same time smiling at him.

The grinding teeth of the stone mill were stained with bloody minced flesh, as well as black hair and white bone crushes.

In the grinding eye, red blood continued to flow out, dripping into the wooden barrel under the stone mill.

Wang Guoqing could barely breathe, and the stinking and bloody smell in the mill made him almost vomit.

And in the corner of the mill, there are countless piles of clothes and shoes, men, women and children, all of which are presumably the relics of those who were killed.

Looking at the number of these clothes, I am afraid that the number of people who died in this black shop would have been uncountable.

At this time, the proprietress beauty and the white-bearded old man came to Wang Guoqing's front and reported to their home, saying that they were demon immortals who possessed supreme divine law and could give immortal bodies to the living, and cross mortals to ascend to immortals.

The beautiful woman and the old man saw that Wang Guoqing had some ability, and wanted to persuade him to join in, and he would be indispensable in the future.

But as I just said, Wang Guoqing is a person who is jealous of evil and hateful, and is righteous and awe-inspiring.

Moreover, Wang Guoqing's true identity and origin of this beautiful woman are clear, how could he be coaxed by them?

Wang Guoqing scolded loudly, saying that he would never be in the same league with these evil people.

The white-bearded old man shook his head and sighed, then fed Wang Guoqing a dose of soothing herbs, let him fall asleep slowly, and at the same time, took out an ancient clay pot.

On the ancient clay pot, dense ancient shamanic characters are written, and in the clay pot are many strange-shaped bone needles......

At this point, the story came to an abrupt end, and Wang Da'er, who was tied to a bamboo bench, looked at the faces of the five of us and blinked.

"Gone? How the fuck are you halfway through the story? What happened to you in the end? I asked.

The king's big ears didn't speak, just laughed and shook his big ears.

I couldn't bear it anymore, and the little spear and the old child were also angry.

This Wang has big ears, it is pure nonsense, and the story he tells is full of loopholes, which is a deliberate waste of our time.

Only Xiao Xiyue stood there, her face pale and her pupils dilated, as if she was scared silly.

Uncle Nine also opened his mouth wide, wanting to ask Wang Da'er more about something.

But Wang Da's ears had already been lifted up by me and the little spear with the bamboo chair and thrown outside the door.

When the body of the corpse like Wang Da'er was illuminated by the blazing sun, he immediately screamed in pain, and his body was rapidly burned to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In less than ten seconds, only the bamboo chair, the clothes on the bamboo chair, and a puddle of black ash remained.

"Damn, this bastard, he can really talk forcefully." I scolded.

Xiao Xiyue turned her head and looked at me with an extremely pale face.

"You guys, don't you understand?"

"Huh?" I looked at Xiao Xiyue in surprise.

"That Wang Guoqing is not him at all." Xiao Xiyue said with a glare.

My scalp blew up instantly, and I asked what the hell was going on.

"That Wang Guoqing is tall and handsome, jealous and hateful, Wang Da has short ears and is evil."

Xiao Xiyue bit her lip.

"What's more, that Wang Da'er said before that he entered the Demon Immortal Sect much earlier than Mr. Qin."

Xiao Xiyue looked at me and the little spear with a blank face, as well as the old children.

"He also said at the beginning, this matter is so bizarre and terrifying that it is completely unbelievable, so that we should not suspect that he is talking nonsense."

Xiao Xiyue looked at us and spoke with great difficulty.

"That Wang Guoqing is a righteous man who would rather die than give in, this Wang has big ears, and it is the black donkey that pulls the grinding, and it takes away the body of that Wang Guoqing."

In an instant, it was as if my Heavenly Spirit Cover had been smashed with a heavy hammer.

Uncle Jiu also hesitated to speak, saying that at the end of the story told by the king's big ears, the old Mongolian man took out a clay pot with ancient shamanic scripts written on it, and the clay pot contained many strange bone needles.

According to the records in the Book of Han, it may be the "soul-snatching needle" used in shamanic sacrifices, using the bone needle to exchange the blood of people and animals, and adding things such as finch eyes and corpse rats that have long been extinct, to make a soul-snatching medicine, which can allow the souls of people and animals to be exchanged.

After listening to Uncle Jiu's words, dense beads of sweat began to appear on my forehead.

I used to wonder how Wang Da's ears could be so big, like donkeys.

And those things that I've been through before.

In 59, the uncle met a sloppy old man on Tashan, and the sloppy old man invited the mountain god to get on the uncle's back and made him the king of Tashan.

At that time, the scruffy old man was riding a black donkey.

That sloppy old man is the white-bearded shaman I met in the underground palace under the Demon Tower.

In the story told by Wang Da'er, there are two people in the restaurant.

A three-eyed beautiful lady and a white-bearded old man in Mongolia.

I didn't speak for a long time, and there was only one image playing over and over again in my head.

Just now, I finally asked Wang Da'er, what happened to Wang Guoqing?

Wang Da'er didn't speak, just laughed.

And then.

Shook his big ears.

I felt my bones freeze cold.

I don't know how long I was in a daze, and they didn't speak during that time.

Everyone was stunned.

It wasn't until it was dark that the red starlight outside the house penetrated into the house and brought us back to our senses.

"How can there be red starlight?" The old kid asked.

"It's what the king said before, tonight, the Tai Sui Evil Star will hang high above our village, cast the incarnation of the evil star, and turn our entire village into a place for life! The whole village must die! The kind of death that will never be able to transcend life! I said very weakly. ()

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