As the transparent barrier shrouded the burial bag, the sound of fingernails clutching the coffin board in the graveyard gradually faded and slowly calmed down.

But I muttered in my heart, this is solved? Suddenly, there was a feeling that it was hitting the cotton with all its strength. There is no sense of accomplishment at all!

I turned to look at the battle situation on the other side, the Buddha palm relied on the dexterity of the body, kept changing directions, and saw that the timing was a claw, leaving a lot of scars on the body of the ghost baby. Although the body of the ghost baby is slightly larger than the Buddha's palm, it seems to be a little afraid of the Buddha's palm, and his mouth keeps making some kind of screams, like an aggrieved cry for help.

The palm of the ghost baby's flesh has long nails, which has also caused a lot of damage to the Buddha's palm, but although the Buddha's palm is also injured, it screams and looks very excited. From time to time, he sticks out his tongue and licks his lips, as if the ghost baby opposite is his favorite banana.

The Buddha's palm screamed, jumped up and grabbed the head of the ghost baby, the ghost baby sensed the danger, and did not love to fight, turned around and was about to hide in the grave bag, but after touching the formation, it was suddenly bounced back.

I saw that the time had come, and I was trying to work with the Buddha palm to collect the ghost baby, but who knew that the ghost baby could not return to the grave bag, and actually made a cry similar to that of a baby, but this cry was extremely harsh.

In the grave bag, which had been silent, there was suddenly a violent explosion, the wet earth splashed everywhere, and the big red coffin lid turned several times in mid-air, and fell not far away with a "bang".

Fortunately, there is a formation to resist it, otherwise such a power, even if it is hit by this flying soil, it is comparable to a bullet. Where can I, a mortal in the flesh, withstand such a toss?

I used the Great Movement Technique to retreat a few meters, and looked intently at the tomb bag that had been blown open, and there was a pale-faced woman standing up straight, wearing a white shroud, and a pair of green eyes staring at me, exuding a cold aura all over her body.

As the woman stood up, a smell of carrion came with the wind, it was really unfavorable, I actually stood downwind, the smell was even stronger, I covered my mouth and quickly changed the direction and vomited.

The ghost baby seemed to have found a home, and ran into the arms of the female corpse, if it weren't for the fact that the two had already died, it would really look like a picture of mother and son's warmth.

I almost vomited all the rest of my stomach before I wiped my mouth, took out the long stick that I had been practicing on a daily basis, and held it in my hand.

This stick is about the length of my eyebrows. According to the master, it is made of linden wood. The whole body glows with jet-black light, and although it is wooden, I don't know what technique is used, but it is as hard as iron. I gave the tower a name Ruyi. borrowed from Monkey King's wishful golden hoop stick in Journey to the West. Although my wishful stick is not as magical as the deliberate golden hoop stick. But for me it's a supreme treasure.

The female corpse seemed to smell the breath of a living person, looked up to the sky and howled, and ran towards me in search of the smell. And the formation I arranged earlier turned out to be like nothing, the female corpse's body was surrounded by a strong evil aura, and after the female corpse walked by, the glutinous rice and red thread on the ground all turned black.

Seeing this, I could only carry a stick and step forward to block the female corpse, and then ordered the Buddha's palm to deal with the small one. In other words, my nine years have not been in vain, when it comes to Buddhism, I may be a little worse, but when it comes to practicing kung fu, even the master has to give me a thumbs up.

With a stick in hand, I have it in the world. I held Ruyi with one hand, and the tip of the stick swept directly at the female corpse that was rushing forward, and the female corpse was not afraid, and the momentum of rushing forward was still unabated.

It's just that how did she know that my wishful stick was the bodhi wood that I used. Even the Buddha had an epiphany under the Bodhi tree, let alone a female corpse.

The long stick swept across the abdomen of the female corpse, leaving behind a long string of sparks, and the female corpse had hardened to such an extent. It's just that I used all my strength with this stick, and I was stunned to block the momentum of the female corpse not far away.

The corpse naturally didn't know the pain, so it rushed over again, and I blocked the female corpse with the long stick dancing, and the black and hard nails of the female corpse either blocked or scratched, and for a while they were entangled with me.

It's just that I'm a mortal in the flesh, and after a while, my hands were shocked and a little numb, I took a few steps back, shook my hands constantly, held Ruyi again, and stared at the female corpse with some fear.

The ghost baby on the other side seemed to be injured, and a whimpering cry came out of his mouth, as if he was crying for help. I saw that the female corpse was a little anxious to save the ghost baby, and hurriedly blocked her way.

I took out the robe left by the master from the Qiankun bag, threw it out suddenly, and said in my mouth: Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, World-Honored Dizang, Prajna Buddhas, sleepy!

The formation on the robe glowed with a faint golden light, entangled the female corpse like a flying carpet, and wrapped the female corpse like a mummy.

The female corpse couldn't stand the Buddha's aura of such a heavy magic weapon, and white smoke was emitting from her body, making a "bang" sound. When I saw that the female corpse was trapped, I immediately stepped forward using the light body exercise and pressed the relics on my chest to the center of the female corpse's eyebrows.

Then he folded his hands and closed his eyes and recited the six-character mantra. In the dark night, as the word "swastika" floated out of my mouth one by one, the struggle of the female corpse became smaller and smaller. It wasn't until it turned into a real dead corpse and lay motionless on the ground that the robe that had been tightly wrapped around the corpse automatically loosened.

On the other side, the ghost baby seems to be without the support of the female corpse's strength, and it is getting weaker and weaker. The Buddha palm let out a loud shout, and I vaguely saw a huge ape image appear in the night sky.

With a shrill cry that pierced the sky, the ghost baby also fell from mid-air like a rag doll.

I struggled to my feet, put the bodies of mother and son back in the coffin, and with great effort filled the grave. Xu had spent too much physical strength before, and after doing all this, my whole body was almost exhausted and paralyzed. Panting, holding back his sleep, he folded his hands and recited the "Death Mantra".

It's just that I've been reading for a long time, and I can't see a little bit of Buddha's light after the soul of the dead has been transformed.

I have some doubts in my heart, combined with what Old Wei Tou said before, I can be sure that the souls of Old Wei Tou's daughter-in-law and little grandson have either been imprisoned by someone with mana, or they have long since disappeared into heaven and earth.

Sun Erfat has some human feelings, seeing that I didn't return all night, as soon as the sky dawned, he brought someone to the ancestral cemetery to look for me, and at this time I was sleeping on the grave because of exhaustion.

By the time I woke up again, it was already the third day of the day. I rubbed my eyes, only to see that it was Old Wei Tou standing beside my bed.

"Little master, thank you. Last night I dreamed that my daughter-in-law took her little grandson to reincarnation. Old Weitou's voice was very low, but extremely sincere.

I thought about it, but I didn't tell him the truth. At least his daughter-in-law and grandson can be reincarnated, which is what he wants. One less heart knot.

After asking Sun Ergou, I learned that Qianqian Village is a mountain village in the north, and there is still one or two thousand kilometers away from my home. So after a day of repair, I left with the Buddha's palm.