I woke up again, the sharp pain from my whole body made me unable to breathe vigorously, every time I inhaled and exhaled, if the strength was a little stronger, not only the headache was cracking, but also the whole body and limbs were abnormal pain, although I was holding it very uncomfortable, I could only gasp carefully.

Turning my head slightly, the tent made of yellow cloth was already in the distance, it seemed that I had been removed from the cover of the yellow cloth, but the things on the yellow cloth that looked like words and paintings were still emitting a faint red light, and at this time, I felt a deep fear inexplicably surging up in my heart, and I clearly knew that I was actually afraid of the things painted on the yellow cloth, why is this?

"Ahh Whew~~Whew~~" Suddenly a face like black charcoal and black smoke looked at me, I panicked and couldn't help screaming, followed by a sharp pain all over my body that made me unable to breathe, I could only gasp softly.

An extremely familiar voice came from under the black charcoal-like face, and the voice was actually Mr. Wu Da's: "What are you called!" If I hadn't pulled you out, my altar wouldn't have exploded, and my face wouldn't have become like this if it hadn't exploded! ”

It turned out to be Mr. Wu Da, and there was a thick voice of complaint in his words, it seems that something must have happened during the period of time I was in a coma just now!

Seeing that he was aggrieved at this moment, I couldn't say any more, and when my breath calmed down, I told Mr. Wu: "Fortune teller, what are you painting on that yellow cloth?" Why is it still glowing red? How do I feel like those red lights are going to kill me? ”

Mr. Wu Da took out a white handkerchief and kept wiping the black ash stains on his face, and when he heard me finish speaking, he suddenly stopped, then looked at me deeply, turned his face away, and said coldly: "Because your eyeballs are about to turn into blood beads, I don't believe that everything you look at is red!" ”

Sure enough, as Mr. Wu said, I looked up at the sun, it was not the usual dazzling, but as red as blood, almost crimson, I hurriedly looked at the others, including the leaves, flowers and plants, and the clothes worn by the people around me, they were all bright red, red dazzling, red was frightening, I gradually got goosebumps, and hurriedly withdrew my gaze......

Mr. Wu Da glanced at my expression, and seemed to have understood that I had verified his words, and sighed deeply: "Chu Qi, I originally thought that the Heavenly Master Seal I drew according to the book could temporarily suppress the ferocity of the turtle blood nail, and even the evil qi in your body could be suppressed, but I didn't expect it...... Although the evil qi around the turtle blood nail has been suppressed, but it has run into your body, it is all my negligence for a while, I should think that the coffin is dead, and the person is alive, but you breathe all the evil qi around the coffin into the body, and now there is more evil qi in your body, alas......"

Celestial Master Seal ...... Evil ...... What are these things? There is also what Mr. Wu Da said before, I don't understand this, let alone understand, Mr. Wu Da's words I can only understand that my situation at this time is caused by his carelessness, if it is true, I see that he has been reading the broken book for the past two days, it seems that he is not very good at these things, otherwise he will not make mistakes again and again.

"Mr. Big! How's it going? Got a solution? Uncle Tuesday's voice came anxiously from afar, and then Uncle Tuesday came to Mr. Wu's face, seeing that Mr. Wu's face was still a little gray, Uncle Tuesday was stunned at first, but he didn't think much about it, and tears flowed: "Xiuqiao's child has been sitting on the bed in a daze since she was rescued in the morning, and she hasn't eaten a bite of food yet, if the child in her belly is still there, then ...... Sooner or later, it will be bad for the child, alas......"

Mr. Wu Da pointed to the yellow cloth like a small tent and said cautiously: "Brother Zhou, this matter may become more and more serious, so I think it's time to tell you something!" ”

Uncle Tuesday immediately nodded and said, "It's all this time, if Mr. Big has something to say, just say it!" ”

Mr. Wu Da immediately looked at the coffin of Mrs. Zhou with his hands behind his back, like a group of masters, although he was still disgraced, but he gave people a unique style, and after a deep sigh, Mr. Wu Da said: "I have seen a record of turtle blood nails in the "Xuanyi Law", and the nine-nail coffin was called a forbidden technique in the mouth of Taoists in ancient times, because anyone who is beaten into the main family of the nine-nail coffin will be separated within seven days, and the family will be ruined, whether it is a warlock or a loose cultivator, or an orthodox Taoist master, This kind of forbidden art is avoided, because this kind of forbidden art is too vicious, once it can't be cracked, it will be counterattacked, not only the power of the spell will be greatly increased, but the person who cracks the forbidden spell will also greatly lose his life, and even ...... Alas! Later, it was rumored that the Maoshan Grandmaster fed the four-inch nine-minute nail with the blood of the spirit turtle according to one of the eight treasures of Maoshan Zhenshan, and fed it with the blood of the spirit turtle, ......so it was known as the "turtle blood nail".

Needless to say, everyone can guess the rest of the story, but I still listened carefully, Mr. Wu Da paused, and then said: "How sinister is the chaos of the world, what can't you do in order to earn ill-gotten money?" It could have been used as a sharp magic weapon for the righteous path to drive away evil spirits, but in the hands of evil people, it is naturally also a sharp weapon that harms people, because the production of turtle blood nails is very simple, if it is less powerful, just soak it in the turtle blood for 7749 days, and then recite the blessing of the spell, but the method of cracking is ethereal, unless there are two people in the world who can crack it, and I ...... Alas! That's all it can ......"

After speaking, Mr. Wu Da put down his hand and made a helpless expression, and now, everyone in the audience panicked!

"Mr. Big, which two people are you talking about? Can we invite you? Uncle Tuesday's face turned extremely pale, and he became more respectful to Mr. Wu.

Mr. Wu Da sighed and said: "The turtle blood nail can only be cracked by the authentic Maoshan descendants, but for hundreds of years, the Maoshan Sect has gradually weakened because of the inheritance, and a number of later schools have emerged in the world, but the Maoshan Authentic Sect is now only two major branches that can crack this game, and it is also to compete for the most powerful Xianzong and Tantra of Maoshan orthodox portal, it is rumored that Gu Tan, the head of the Xianzong, is meditating in Maoshan, but the Tantric master Yang Yuanshan is hidden in the world, and has traveled all over the country for many years, to see his respect, but it depends on the chance. Except for these two people in the world, no one can break this turtle blood nail, but ...... If you rush to Maoshan now to invite the head of Gutan, I'm afraid it will take a month at the earliest, even if you invite the head of Gutan or Mr. Yang Yuanshan, this turtle blood nail ...... But wait for no one! ”

"Why? Isn't there a Heavenly Master Seal arranged by Mr. Big here, can't it be maintained for a month? Uncle Tuesday asked excitedly.

Mr. Wu Da shook his head incessantly, and sighed helplessly: "It's difficult, it's difficult......"

Yang Yuanshan...... Last name Yang? Mr. Yang?! Could it be ......" I suddenly opened my eyes wide and shouted urgently: "Uncle Tuesday, I have seen Mr. Yang!" ”

Thinking back to the words of that person last night, he saw my unlucky fate at a glance, the same fortune-telling posture as Mr. Wu Da, plus what Mr. Wu said, now I think about it is really a bit of the feeling of the fairy wind and bones that the old people said, no wonder such a thin figure gives people a feeling of vitality, it seems that that person must be what Mr. Wu said about the grandmaster Yang Yuanshan.

Mr. Wu's eyes almost popped out, and he came to me uncharacteristically, grabbed my hand and said, "Seventh year of junior high school, you, did you really see Mr. Yang?" It turns out that he has already been here, it turns out that ...... Hahaha! Brother Zhou, your family is saved, by the way, on the seventh day of the first month, where is Mr. Yang now? Why don't you keep him? ”

"I ...... I didn't know what kind of grandmaster he belonged to at the time, and I thought he was passing by on a night walk. I lowered my head in embarrassment and muttered.

Mr. Wu Da pointed at me and counted loudly: "You! Worse than useless! If it weren't for Mr. Yang's rescue, the Zhou family would have been in a catastrophe! ”

"I, I know where Mr. Yang is!" I suddenly remembered what Mr. Yang said when he was leaving, if he couldn't survive and look for him in the south, then the south he said should not be far away.

Mr. Wu Da and Uncle Tuesday looked happy at the same time, and asked one after another, "Where is Mr. Yang now?" ”

"No need to look for it, folks, I've kept you waiting." Suddenly, the middle-aged man's voice from last night slowly sounded behind Mr. Wu Da.

When the man approached, I saw that it was Mr. Yang I met last night, and I saw that Mr. Yang was carrying a small cloth bag made of coarse cloth in his hand, and a black and white Pisces picture was drawn on the cloth bag...... I didn't see him in my hand last night.

When Mr. Wu Da saw Yang Yuanshan, he immediately clenched his fists excitedly and said, "If it is really Mr. Yang, the master of Maoshan Tantra, Mr. Yang, it's great that you can come!" ”