Saying that, Yan Budao was in the middle of a confrontation with Ji Xiaofeng, when Li Shaobing appeared, he picked up a stool and smashed it towards Ji's back. Although it failed to hurt Ji, he rescued Yan Budao from Ji Xiaofeng's killing array in time.

Ji Xiaofeng turned his killing intent towards Yan Budao to Li Shaobing.

Li Shaobing, a man of wine and meat, has not fooled around in the Fengyue Field on weekdays, and his body has already been hollowed out like a rotten dead wood, and he has no ability to resist at all. Even if he is not like this, he is also an ordinary and ordinary person, how can he fight against the evil Ji Xiaofeng, in three or two strokes, he was beaten all over the ground looking for teeth, covered in injuries, and his mouth spurted blood, but he almost died without being killed.

It was also because of Li Shaobing's appearance that Yan Budao had a chance to breathe.

Holding back the pain of a broken wrist and clenching his teeth, the hand refused to listen because of the severe pain. The pain in his heart made him sweat like rain, and he had to quickly change his tricks to deal with Ji Xiaofeng, and instead wanted to subdue him.

Those who know Taoism know how to use their own supernatural abilities to achieve psychics.

He can summon the prodigy on his own, that is, the puppet that comes and goes on a daily basis, and after he summons the puppet, his mind and consciousness will also be manipulated by the spirit. This is completely different from the star spirit attached to Ji Zimo's body, and the puppets summoned by Yan Budao are used by each other to achieve their respective goals.

Yan Budao is now using the Shangmao method, which is to ask the immortal master to use his body to deal with Ji Xiaofeng.

Helplessly, this guy's tried and tested method is useless now. It hurt him to waste his time in vain, and he was so angry that he stared dryly, so he had to use the Zhongmao method to ask the uncle and uncle in the sect to possess the soul of the upper body, and visually observed that this guy had done too many bad things, no matter how he stomped his feet, how he shouted loudly, and there was no movement.

In the end, Yan Budao used the most vicious and most dangerous trick, asking the ghost to possess him. I saw him seal his hands, step on his feet three times and recite a mantra in his heart; "The sky is clear and the earth is clear, the yin is turbid and the yang is clear, five or six yin zun, out of the dark and into the underworld, come to possess the body, urgent as the law!"

As soon as Yan Budao's spell came out, his strength skyrocketed, and he whispered in his heart: It's on. stepped forward and grabbed Ji Xiaofeng in advance, and at the same time, Xing Ling took Ji Zimo to break through the darkness and surface, pressing Ji Xiaofeng alive.

Yan Budao's magic finger was bounced back by a golden light. Surprised, he staggered back and took a step back, mistakenly thinking that Ji Zimo was back, but found that his eyes were undoubtedly ghostly eyes, but there was no further killing of him.

"Who are you?"

"Ji Xiaofeng."

Yan Budao listened to the other party's low and somewhat casual tone, and gradually suppressed the ghost spirit in his upper body, and said in a suspicious tone: "You raise your eyes and I'll take a look." ”

Ji Xiaofeng raised his head and looked at Yan Budao slowly, on his pale, cold face, the black ghost eyes were dizzying.

Yan Budao was confused, how could Ji Xiaofeng, who had just killed him, become so calm and surprisingly quiet. Looking at Li Shaobing again, he didn't get up from the ground for half a day, as if he was seriously injured.

Did I cast a spell to deter him? Yan Budao was puzzled, taking into account his own injuries and Li Shaobing. Although it seemed that the other party did not continue to attack him, he still remained vigilant and walked quickly towards Li Shaobing.

Li Shaobing's face was like ashes, and he couldn't get up while moaning (groaning). He stretched out his hand to help, but was fiercely refused.

Because the matter in the lobby was deeply rooted in Li Shaobing's heart, he was very disgusted. Blood flowed from the corners of his lips, and he struggled to stand up from the ground and against the wall. One of his men came running in a panic and helped him leave the scene.

There was blood on the ground, and torn limbs were everywhere. The fishy smell is even more painful.

Ji Zimo looked at Yan Budao coldly, his wrist was broken, but he pretended to be fine, and made a very natural appearance as much as possible.

If it weren't for Xing Ling to stop him, he really wanted to take the opportunity to kill this dog's demon Dao, from what he said before, it is not difficult to imagine that everything that happened in the Ji family's old mansion was inseparable from him.

Xing Ling was in the dark, he didn't dare to show his face, and said to Ji Xiaofeng with his heart: "Calm down, you are Ji Xiaofeng in Yan Budao's eyes, don't show your feet easily." ”

Ji Zimo didn't make a sound in his deep groan, and when he saw Yan Budao's bald and devastated slumber staring at the direction where Li Shaobing was gone, he walked towards the other door.

"Wait." Behind him, there was a shout of Yan Budao's old man.

Ji Zimo stopped in place, slowly turned around, and looked at Yan Budao with an indifferent expression, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Yan Budao hesitated, took a step forward, and said in a low voice, "Do you still recognize me?" ”

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Zimo's rhetorical question made Yan Budao slightly stunned. He was completely confused by what was happening in front of him, Ji Zimo and Ji Xiaofeng's different temperaments, styles, and overlaps, constantly appearing in his mind.

is both true and false, he is like a humanized Ji Zimo. is also like Ji Xiaofeng, who is indifferent and likes to kill evil.

In short, the person in front of him has two sides.

Yan Budao waved his hand lightly and said, "There is still an hour before dawn, you go and rest!" With that, he left the lobby and walked to the back.

Ji Zimo restrained his hatred and said in his heart: "He's gone." ”

"Yes."

"What do we do next?"

"You rest, I'll help you find out where Grandma's bones are."

"No, I can't. I can't let you risk it. Ji Zimo refused.

"You haven't learned your lesson yet? As for what happened just now, wasn't it the trouble you provoked? ”

Ji Zimo was stunned, yes! It was originally a simple matter, but it was complicated by his willfulness. He almost messed things up, letting his brother Ji Xiaofeng occupy his body, and making Yan Budao a substitute for the dead.

All things in the world are mutually reinforcing each other, natural selection, and one thing descends to one thing.

As long as Yan Budao is used properly, he is Ji Xiaofeng's nemesis.

If Yan Budao had a problem because of this matter, then once Ji Xiaofeng woke up, no one would be able to control him. Even Xing Ling is not in a rut, Kang Zhentian is Yan Budao's nemesis, which Ji Zimo knows better than anyone else.

He must do what the Star Spirit does.

Can Ji Zimo rest? Time is tight, no rest.

Consciousness roams, and the star spirit is like a spirit, manipulating his body at will. He can feel the voice of resistance from his brother Ji Xiaofeng in the dark space, and he can predict the danger around him with his sixth sense.

Star Spirit went to the wooden box and told him her story.

A long, long time ago, the fox clan prospered because of an accident. was damned, and all those involved in that incident were implicated, including a very lovely sister who was cursed with her and unfortunately died. So far, not even the bones have been found, but now they are no longer foxes.

Hearing Xing Ling say this, Ji Zimo couldn't help but think of that strange dream.

He asked the Star Spirit if there was a human-faced butterfly that appeared in the fox clan a long time ago.

Star Spirit was surprised: "How do you know?" ”

Ji Zimo was dumbfounded, it was like a story from the Arabian Nights.

He thought that everything might just be a coincidence, but in fact, it had nothing to do with his half a dime.

If only the story told by the Star Spirit was connected to that dream. Then he was a human-faced butterfly in his previous life, it was the star spirit who saved her, it was Qingmei who used his body to heat up, and then he was punished by God.

The more Ji Zimo thought about it, the more funny she felt, if she really saw Dao Su Qingmei again one day and told her about it, it would be strange if she could believe it.

The Star Spirit wondered at his silence. Without his information, he walked like a fly, entering a small courtyard covered with moss.

Introductory, eerie, and unscary. It's a little chilling.

Fortunately, the star spirit is a spirit fox, and he doesn't care about the horror between these mountains and wilderness, the more remote and deserted the place, the more likely it is to hide something.

When entering the inner courtyard, the eyes are full of leaves swaying in the wind, and a dilapidated house exuds a stream of coldness, and the black hole from the window makes people feel depressed and cold, and ordinary people will be cranky.

The star spirit was not, seeing it as if no one was in the land, she quickened her pace, and rushed into the house with a run, and when she scanned, she saw a lonely wooden box lying on the ground in the dark corner.

The star spirit was getting closer and closer to the wooden box, and Ji Zimo had a bad premonition, which was similar to the dream he had before. From another angle, I saw a wooden box that the Star Spirit had found, a wooden box! He recognized the wooden box.

Boxy, without locks, superficially rotten, loose screws, loose lids, as if it could open automatically at any moment. Isn't this the wooden box that threw him into the reincarnation space?

"Be careful."

Xing Ling thinks he's in the way, isn't it just a wooden box, why are you so careful! She used a spell to block Ji Zimo's information. It's really strange, a strange alternative species, different from ordinary humans, he has a keen sixth sense, and he also has a relationship with himself.

Ignoring Ji Zimo's obstruction, Xing Ling decisively pried open the wooden box. As the lid of the wooden box opened, a foul smell came to her nostrils, and she saw a few messy dry bones in the wooden box. It is understandable that this is the bones of Ji Zimo's grandmother, who was brought by Yan Budao to threaten and blackmail him.

Xingling quickly took out a piece of red silk cloth from his bosom, examined the dry bones in the wooden box, and carefully wrapped it on the red silk cloth.

Everything was in order, and the star spirit quickly ran out of the dilapidated house.

Unexpectedly, someone had already blocked the courtyard where he had just entered. The people who intercepted it were Li Shaobing's men, who were holding wooden sticks and glaring at Ji Zimo viciously.

In their eyes, Ji Zimo is Ji Zimo, an ordinary and ordinary mortician.

They are here to avenge their master, and Li Shaobing is choked enough, and the parts on his body are about to scatter. How could he swallow this evil breath, in front of Yan Budao, he didn't dare to declare his personal vendetta, but who knew behind his back!

It's because of his complaints, there are people under his hands who are not afraid of things and death, for the sake of money, if you remove Ji Zimo's arm, you can receive a large reward.

Xing Ling didn't want to make a branch outside the festival, at least before sending Ji Zimo's grandmother's bones back to the Ji family's old mansion, she didn't want to cause more trouble. But these things that don't know whether they are alive or dead blocked her way.

In the midst of tension, I saw that a bloody battle was about to begin. The thugs, holding wooden sticks in their hands, pressed step by step, showing a tendency to encircle Ji Zimo in the middle.

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