Wang Zhanxiang stared at Yang Busi, who was motionless, and muttered in his heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Is this how to do it? Isn't this the same as what it shows on TV?

Stretched out his hand and tapped Yang Busi's face a few times, "Well, yes, otherwise it wouldn't have been possible for so long without even blinking an eyelid." ”

Hey, Si'er, Lao Wang gave you all the three sons, you have to fight for your luck, and you have to save Lao Wang.

Hey, San'er, hey......

Snowflakes fluttering~~North wind Xiao Xiao~~

......

The bronze fox statue looks hideous, but it is surprisingly quiet after looking at it for a long time.

Yang Busi felt a little relieved, and strode towards the crystal coffin in the middle of the stone statue.

Walking closer, Yang Busi was shocked, the situation in the coffin was really unexpected.

"TMD bones?"

When I saw it, I couldn't see the flesh and blood at all.

"With Hu Tianling's ability, how could Yan Yuejiao not even be able to leave a complete body? Wrong. ”

“...... Don't? ”

Squinting his eyes, Yang Busi's heart tightened, "It's not the Soul Locking Bureau, it's the TMD Yin and Yang Resurrection Technique!" ”

muttering these words in his heart, Yang Busi finally understood why he killed his husband first and then committed suicide, instead of casually killing some people to gather resentment.

Yin and Yang Death Technique, a kind of transcendence.

The six reincarnations, whether they are people or ghosts, cross the Nai He Bridge and embark on the road to death.

It's hard to say who your surname will be in the next life.

"I will be a husband and wife again in the next life."

This sentence is often expressed in film and television dramas, but in fact, it is completely illogical.

Hell is not opened by anyone's family, and the Lord of Yama will not be able to be the master of the next life, let alone others.

The Yin-Yang Death Technique is an exception.

The story of Liang Zhuhua is familiar.

Liang Shanbo complained of tears in front of Zhu Yingtai's grave, and suddenly there was a loud noise, and the smoke swept away.

In the sound of movement, the mound split and shook, and two butterflies fluttered out of the smoke.

The name is called, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

The Yin and Yang Death Technique is the same as Liang Zhuhua's disc.

The only difference is that Liang Zhuhua Butterfly relies on grief and great love.

The twin reincarnation of the Yin and Yang Death Technique relies on killing and resentment.

Seventy-seven male and female lined up to open the way, and the Nine Heavens Spirit Fox was in the middle to protect the Dharma.

Go straight to the underworld, do not enter the reincarnation, and spend your life cultivating to gamble on a comfortable life, and gamble.

Seven seven counted, seven couples who died.

They had a very good relationship during their lifetimes, and they felt conflicted before.

Now, if it's the Yin and Yang Death Technique, things can be smoothed out.

The relationship between husband and wife is good, and you love me strongly.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the woman is hit by the magic barrier, carrying a kitchen knife, and slashing at the sleeping man.

In his sleep, the man didn't understand what was going on, he was dead, and he had become a few messes of meat on the ground.

The blood was thick, the cool breeze blew, and the woman's body shook, sober in a trance.

In front of her, she was actually holding a knife in her hand, and the woman collapsed instantly.

The resentment before death, unwilling, according to Liang Shanbo in front of Zhu Yingtai's grave, is not the slightest bit of it, and it will definitely become a bad thing after death.

As for the Nine Heavens Spirit Fox.

"Could it be that these things are alive too?"

Yang Busi subconsciously took a few steps back, staring at the bronze fox statue, and didn't dare to step forward for a while.

After waiting for a while, the fox statue was still quiet and unusual.

Boldly, Yang Busi approached the crystal coffin again.

Seventy-seven forty-nine, and now seven couples have just died.

If Hu Tianling is allowed to continue tossing, more people will die next.

In today's plan, it is the first choice to save Yan Yuejiao's soul and completely break the idea of Hu Tianling's twin reincarnation.

Just do it.

With his hands behind his back, he circled around the crystal coffin a few times and chose the place where yin and yang meet.

Biting the tip of his tongue, "Huh? ”。

In the illusion, the program can be reduced.

With his hands folded, the obscure Dharma seal was changed between movements.

"The avenue is endless, and the Xuanxin is righteous - open!"

The Void Gate flashed, the white light turned, and time and space traveled—

The white light receded, and Yang Busi, who was in the state of his soul, shuttled from one illusion to another.

The green tile and white wall, raise your hand and touch it, the white fine fragments, tell it for a long time.

"Squeak~"

The wooden door was broken, swaying from side to side as it opened and closing, and it creaked as if it could fall through the door frame.

"Haha! Hahaha! ”

The laughter that came from the room went crazy.

"Smack! Smack! Syllable! ”

The man's face was flushed, and in the midst of wild laughter, the long whip slammed into the woman's body.

The woman was thinly dressed and struggled in pain.

Her long hair covered the pain on her face, and she looked like a homeless ghost ravaging people.

The belly pocket was red, and the blood was red, and the blood stained all the places that passed on the earth were red.

"Squeak~~"

The woman used her last strength to push open the wooden door in front of her.

The moonlight wandered in the dark night, and the woman stared up at the moon with tears in her eyes.

The whipping sound disappeared, and the long whip turned into a black snake, spitting snake letters, wrapping around the woman's neck and hooking the woman's soul.

He rode on the woman's back, pulled the woman's hair, and let the woman struggle, the whip in his hand tightened more and more, and his eyes widened......

The ancients loved the moon, long and quiet.

Someone once imagined that the moon was the sea, and what flowed in it were sad tears.

Before dying, I looked at the moon, a place where stories could be told.

"Yuejiao's voice is smiling, and the heavenly spirit is fascinated. Losing a lifetime of haggardness, such as a few dusks, is worth it. ”

"Childe is merciful, Yuejiao knows it in her heart."

The woman's chuckling made him lose his mind, and he reached out and took the woman into his arms, looked at the moon outside the window, and said, "It's good to have things in your hearts." ”

"Childe."

"Yuejiao."

......

There's one more story in the moon -

You look at the scenery from the bridge

The people watching the view are watching you from upstairs

The bright moon decorates your window

You decorate other people's dreams

This is exactly what happened

It's you on the bridge

The viewer's eye is you

The moon shines on you

The curtains reflect you

In his eyes, he only sees you

In the dream, it's all you

......

Walking into the corpse, reaching out to untie the rope in the flesh, the mad man was gone.

Reaching out to help her up from the ground, Yan Yuejiao was indeed very beautiful, and at this time she had already "changed" into a floral dress with a white background.

"Him?"

"Very good, to be a teacher."

"I knew it." Yan Yuejiao covered her teeth and chuckled.

"If you have any words, I can help you bring them to him."

Turning her head to look at Yang Busi, Yan Yuejiao chuckled silently.

The moon, the ancients really liked the moon.

Yan Yuejiao stared at the moon and didn't react for a long time.

Apricot eyes are pious, and seem to be praying to the moon to wish everyone a good life.

"Huh."

Yang Busi smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Alright, it's time for you to go."

"Yes."

With one move, the boat with the lantern fell from the end of the world to the feet.

Yang Busi helped Yan Yuejiao's clothes and sent her onto the boat.

Before the lantern boat started, Yan Yuejiao turned her head and chuckled, felt a wriggling light from her arms, and carefully put it into Yang Busi's hand.

"Call him and give him a nice name."

The lanternship began to move, rising higher and higher, flying farther and farther, and becoming smaller and smaller.

Looking down at the red light in the palm of his hand, this thing seems to have life, and the wriggling makes people feel the sadness under its brilliance.

Yang Busi looked awkward, holding the red light against his chest to prevent it from falling to the ground while wriggling.

Raise your head and say goodbye to her.

Keep your head down.

"Huh?"

The red light actually disappeared in Yang Busi's palm.