"If you're worried, go over and take a look!" The Five Ghost Daoists reminded. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"No hurry, no hurry, wait and see!" King Yama said and sat back down.

At this time, in Yizhuang, the five ghost Taoists were casting a spell to summon the souls of the three madmen back, only to see that there were various sacrifices that had been prepared by Bagen a long time ago, as well as a large bucket of black dog blood.

Ciren was relieved that there were no less than three madmen, and she wanted to watch the three madmen from the sidelines, but she was the dead soul, and the five ghost Daoists were afraid that they would accidentally hurt her or affect her, so she avoided it for the time being.

Everything was ready, and I saw the five ghost Taoists pinching a handful of loess from the ground, mixed with dog blood, and pinching a small clay figure out.

"Master, aren't you trying to save people? What are you doing with a clay figurine? Bagen had never seen the Five Ghost Dao people's practices, and asked with some curiosity.

The Five Ghost Daoist Bai Bagen signaled him to stop talking nonsense, although Bagen was sometimes a little flustered, but now he can still distinguish the severity of this situation, and he is not talking much at the moment, and he is a deputy to the Five Ghost Daoist with quick legs and feet.

After pinching the clay figure, the five ghost Taoists pricked the fingers of the three madmen with a silver needle, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dripped it on the clay figure.

Then he took out a handful of seven or eight pieces of rune paper of different colors and lit them at the same time, and then chanted some charms in his mouth.

I saw that a silk of gold thread floated out of the burning Zhengwang spell, just like spider silk, and the clay figure bag mixed with black dog blood was tightly wrapped, just like a cocoon knotted.

The rune paper burned out, only to hear the five ghost Taoists suddenly shouting, "Get up!" I saw that the little man wrapped in silk threads was shocked, and there was a golden light flashing on the silk threads, and after a while, I saw that those silk threads were like imprints, leaving a "life" word on the villain's body and it dissipated.

The villain stood up and rubbed his eyes, staring at the five ghost Taoists, like an ignorant teenager.

"Go ahead!" The Five Ghost Daoist waved his hand and said, as if urging the villain to hurry up.

The villain actually had some aura, as if he understood the meaning of the words of the five ghost Taoists, jumped off the stage, fell to the ground and disappeared.

"Master doesn't ......" Bagen just wanted to shout when he saw the mud figure disappear, and when he thought of the eyes of the five ghost Taoists just now, he swallowed his words back.

The villain disappeared, and the five ghost Dao people stumbled one by one, and almost fell, I am afraid that the body is still a little weak, and I have done such a laborious ritual, so it is inevitable.

But he couldn't fall down, because the ritual was not completely over, so he took out another piece of talisman paper and wrapped it neatly around a long incense stick, and then the nameless karmic fire lit the incense and inserted it on the incense burner, and then he fell to the ground a little softly.

"Master, are you alright?" Bagan rushed up and helped the five ghost Taoists to lie down.

"Help me watch the pillar of incense, don't let it go out." The Five Ghost Daoists pointed to the spark point and said.

"Master, don't worry, even if the sky falls with my Bagen, the incense can't be extinguished." Bagan patted his chest and made a military order and said.

The Five Ghost Daoists fell asleep without waiting for Bagan to finish speaking, after all, it was too energy-consuming to do things.

Besides, the villain who escaped was none other than a clone of the three madmen, and it was the five ghost Dao people who extracted their spirit and pinched it out, and borrowed the blood of the three madmen just to find a place to hide faster.

At this time, the words that stole the souls of the three madmen had already returned to Liu's mansion, and the demon was sitting in the hall talking about the conditions.

"I stole this life for you, should you fulfill the promise you made to me?" Yiyan sat on the Taishi chair in the lobby and crossed Erlang's legs and said.

At this time, there were no outsiders, and the evil spirit was still attached to Ciren's body, wearing a Western-style cheongsam with an open waist, sitting gracefully opposite Yiyan.

"Master, what promised me at the beginning was not just as simple as stealing my life!" The evil spirit said and gently teased the cheongsam, and the large whiteness that was already exposed was even more obvious at this time, as if it was teasing a word intentionally or unintentionally.

"Now that the situation has changed, what I promised you, the old man will definitely do it in the future." Yiyan said with a somewhat ugly face.

"What the master said lightly, thousands of years, I still know that the most unbelievable thing in this world is the promises made by your people."

Hearing the evil ghost finish speaking, her face was blue for a while, if it wasn't for the restraint, she would have done it herself and ended up with this monster, where would it be her turn to threaten herself.

"Is the master trying to kill me?" The evil demon saw the thought of a word, and said it directly without the slightest fear.

"How dare you, now we are grasshoppers on a rope......" said angrily.

"It's good that the master knows, I thought the master had forgotten!" The evil spirit stood up as he spoke, took a few steps closer to Yiyan, and continued, "Anyway, the master promised me that I must do it tonight!" "That word is firm and does not allow the slightest rejection.

"You're forcing me to ......," Yiyan said through gritted teeth.

"I don't dare to force the master, I just want to stay with him for a few more days......"