Zhou Huanzhang didn't feel any pain, he screamed, and the rest of his hands and feet lay on the ground, and he hit Wu Zhiyuan headlong. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Zhiyuan flashed sideways, and Zhou Huanzhang hit the air, but he hit Zhang Zefang's kick head-on.

Zhang Zefang's kick happened to hit Zhou Huanzhang's front door, and the kick made his eyes crack, his nose crooked to the side, and the front teeth on his mouth also fell off, and the injury was so serious that there was no blood flowing out.

Zhang Zefang was stunned when he saw this, he didn't expect this kick to be so heavy, remembering that Zhou Huanzhang always had more than that, he was still a disciple of Maoshan, and this kick was really heavy.

"Master, Zhou Huanzhang is dead, he is just a corpse that has been dead for a long time, so he won't bleed, don't be soft-hearted!" Wu Zhiyuan reminded Zhang Zefang loudly.

When Zhang Zefang came back to his senses, he saw Zhou Huanzhang arching his waist, his face that had been kicked and twisted together, and he slammed into his chest with a strange scream.

Wu Zhiyuan saw that his master was in danger, and rushed over to intercept him with his knife and slashed at Zhou Huanzhang's head.

Although he knew that Zhou Huanzhang in front of him was just a dead corpse controlled by evil things, Wu Zhiyuan still had no intention of cutting off his head. He originally wanted to force Zhou Huanzhang back with this knife, but he didn't expect Zhou Huanzhang not only not to retreat and avoid it, but to speed up and crash towards Zhang Zefang.

Wu Zhiyuan crossed his heart and slashed down at the right distance.

A flash of red light flashed, and Zhang Huanzhang's head was cut off alive and rolled to the ground. The scene in front of him was too cruel, even though the other party was a corpse.

Seeing this, Zhang Zefang couldn't help but let out an "ah", Wu Zhiyuan was also stunned, cutting off someone else's head, this is the first time Wu Zhiyuan has done this kind of thing.

"Zhiyuan, he is a disciple of Maoshan after all, leave him a whole corpse!" Zhang Zefang reminded loudly.

Wu Zhiyuan nodded, and withdrew the Blood Shadow Demon Knife with some guilt.

However, at this moment, although Zhou Huanzhang's head had been cut off, his body was still standing, he kept waving his right hand, turned around and rushed towards Wu Zhiyuan.

Obviously, Zhou Huanzhang's vision does not rely on his eyes, the thing attached to him is the key, but how to force it out, Wu Zhiyuan did not think of a countermeasure for a while.

has no head, no left hand, just a corpse, can clearly distinguish the direction, this is very strange in the eyes of Wu Zhiyuan and Zhang Zefang, in order not to destroy Zhou Huanzhang's body, Wu Zhiyuan had to retreat and dodge. He stumbled under his feet and almost fell, and when he looked down, he saw that it was the incense burner that was knocked to the ground by Zhou Huanzhang and tripped over himself.

The moment he saw this incense burner, Wu Zhiyuan remembered that Sheng Wanxiang smashed the incense burner on Zhou Huanzhang's back when he was in the Hall of Impermanence, and immediately smashed him to the ground, and quickly picked up the incense burner, skillfully dodged Zhou Huanzhang's collision, went around behind him, and smashed the incense burner without hesitation.

The incense burner happened to hit Zhou Huanzhang's back, and sure enough, only to hear a "squeak" scream, Wu Zhiyuan looked carefully, and found that Zhou Huanzhang's back was slightly bulging, and he immediately understood, it turned out that the thing was close to Zhou Huanzhang's back, in order to control his body, this thing should not be big, but it has such ability, I can't help but sigh.

Zhou Huanzhang was smashed by the incense burner and fell to the ground, he kicked his legs wildly, and only the remaining right hand supported the ground, trying to stand up.

Wu Zhiyuan was holding the Blood Shadow Demon Knife, but he couldn't use the knife to chop anymore, looked around, saw the broom given to him by the mysterious old man when he was in the Hall of Impermanence, and quickly picked up the broom, and pulled it down against Zhou Huanzhang's back.

I only heard a strange "squeak" scream, and the thing was really on Zhou Huanzhang's back, although he was beaten, he didn't show up.

Wu Zhiyuan was extremely angry, raised his broom and pulled it down violently, shouting: "Come out!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a white long-haired thing jumped out of the collar of Zhou Huanzhang's back.

"Master, grab it!" Wu Zhiyuan shouted and beckoned Zhang Zefang to grab the white-haired thing, obviously, it was a spiritual thing.

Zhang Zefang responded and rushed over to grab the spiritual object, but after the spiritual object scurried to the offering table, it jumped and jumped into the darkness behind the statue.

The three caves of the cunning rabbit, Wu Zhiyuan secretly screamed in his heart, there must be a cave behind the statue, and the spirit creature must have escaped from the cave behind the statue.

Unexpectedly, he and Zhang Zefang went around to the back of the statue left and right, only to find that behind the statue was a complete wall, and there was no cave.

The two of them rummaged through the statue, but found no trace of the spiritual creature.

"Strange, where can it go?" Zhang Zefang felt very strange, the space behind the statue was narrow, and the spirit creature looked very long, if it really escaped here, it would never disappear without a trace.

"Will it be attached to the Moon Shadow and Evening Fragrance?" Wu Zhiyuan turned his head to look at the Moon Shadow Fuxian and Sheng Wanxiang who were leaning against the wall.

"No, it won't." Zhang Zefang said in a deep voice, "Just now I asked you to sprinkle a handful of incense ashes on the top of the heads of the two of them, just to prevent them from being possessed and controlled by this evil thing, so the two of them are safe." ”

"But that white-haired thing is gone...... Wu Zhiyuan said, looking up at Zhang Zefang beside him.

Zhang Zefang noticed the strangeness in Wu Zhiyuan's eyes, and said in amazement: "Zhiyuan, you won't doubt Master, right?" ”

Wu Zhiyuan was uncharacteristically and asked, "Master, have you sprinkled incense ashes on your head?" ”

"Nope." Zhang Zefang's face changed, and he was a little embarrassed.

"Then you might be possessed by that white-haired thing, too." Wu Zhiyuan looked at Zhang Zefang unceremoniously, and his respect for Zhang Zefang in the past was gone.

Zhang Zefang was very surprised by Wu Zhiyuan's performance, and couldn't help showing a disappointed look on his face, all along, his feelings for Wu Zhiyuan have surpassed the feelings of master and apprentice, and even regarded Wu Zhiyuan as his own and regarded him as his own child, but he didn't expect that in this desperate situation, Wu Zhiyuan would doubt him.

"In order to prove my innocence, Master, I'm sorry." Wu Zhiyuan pointed to Zhang Zefang's tattered robe, "Take off your clothes, you can see at a glance whether you have been possessed or not." ”

Zhang Zefang kept nodding in disappointment, and slowly reached out to take off the robe on his body, which was still cut by Wu Zhiyuan with the Blood Shadow Demon Knife when he first entered the Taibai Temple.

Wu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand to take the robe, then stretched his mouth vigorously, and glanced at Zhang Zefang.

Zhang Zefang was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand what Wu Zhiyuan meant by making this expression, he was about to ask, when he saw Wu Zhiyuan's fingers stretched out under the Taoist robe, pointing to a fist-sized hole under the statue of Tai Bai Xing, which happened to be hidden under the carved hem of the statue, and if you don't look closely, it will not be easy to find at all.

Suddenly, Zhang Zefang understood Wu Zhiyuan's intentions of his outrageous performance, and secretly praised Wu Zhiyuan's wit in his heart, and at the same time felt a lot of relief, after all, it was a very uncomfortable thing to be misunderstood by his beloved apprentice.

"Keep taking it off!" Wu Zhiyuan kneaded the Taoist robe in his hand and said to Zhang Zefang, his tone was naturally still so raw.

The double reed play naturally requires the cooperation of the two, Zhang Zefang sighed helplessly, and continued to untie a piece of clothing in a stumbling manner.