This kind of thing is really weird, a wound actually carries countless negative emotions, is this to scare people to death?

Qiu Xinwei stared at this wound and didn't dare to move, and she estimated that this wound was the culprit of Wen Xu lying here. How did this wound come about? Who is so cruel? One question after another surfaced in Qiu Xinwei's heart.

At this time, the drunkard and the Buddha had already arrived, seeing Wen Xu so miserable, the drunkard and the Buddha shrank their pupils at the same time, and gasped, this Nima was purely dangling in front of the ghost gate, right? If they came in ten minutes or half an hour late, maybe it was really the Great Luo Immortals who couldn't do anything.

Suddenly, when they saw the wound and handprint on Wen Xu's neck, their faces suddenly changed! The drunkard suddenly stepped forward and pulled him up from Qiu Xinwei's arms, his face was extremely solemn, and his eyes were extremely sharp, which made people couldn't help but be stunned, and then couldn't figure out what he wanted to do!

"Ninth Master!!" Qiu Xinwei screamed, thinking that the ninth master was going to throw Wen Xu out, she was afraid! I am afraid that this comrade-in-arms, who was originally in the same 'trench' as Wen Xu, will turn his face and throw Wen Xu out.

Because that's what it's written on TV. In this case, it is either a zombie or a biochemical corpse, and as a Taoist priest, it is natural to be killed!! Although he didn't know what was going on on Wen Xu's neck, it was probably related to the legendary ghosts!

"Don't move, do you want him dead?" The drunkard spoke up and stopped.

Qiu Xinwei was stunned, is this to save him? Is this still saved? It's almost like a corpse, and you don't need to go to the hospital?

"It's a ghost's scratch." The Buddha's eyes were like torches, and he recognized this as a ghost wound at a glance!

"Why didn't the ghost crush his neck, but spared him his life?" The Buddha was puzzled. He was wondering why the ghost didn't kill Wen Xu and left his life, what is the mystery in this? There are too many doubts!!

Qiu Xinwei glared at her all of a sudden, and wanted to scold: "Why don't you die?" Others are worried about a person, but it's good to directly ask why others are not dead? Is this a curse or wishing Wen Xu died sooner? The heart eye is too bad!

Feeling Qiu Xinwei's eyes containing murderous intent, the Buddha shrank his neck,

Before going down the mountain, the old monk had told him, 'Remember not to have conflicts with women', and this warning has always been in his heart.

The Buddha hurriedly surrendered, not wanting to argue with Qiu Xinwei. Then he said to the drunkard: "There is a strong yin qi in his body, and the things on his neck will leave sequelae if he doesn't hurry up and be clear, let me help him force the yin qi out of the wound." ”

"Are you okay?" The drunkard said in disbelief. This kind of yin, resentment, and anger enter the body, and the stasis becomes a scar, which is not easy to get. If this thing doesn't work, what if Wen Xu, who is wandering around the ghost gate, kicks into Huangquan Road? What should I do when the Wen family comes to ask for someone? He couldn't help but be nervous.

"Are you doubting my major?" The Buddha asked rhetorically, his eyes were very unkind. He doesn't like people to doubt his profession, it's too shocking, and it's also doubting the level of their Buddhist sect, and he's angry.

What else can Buddhists do besides chanting scriptures and respecting Buddha every day? The drunkard was very eager to ask. There are so many calamities in the great world, and they have not appeared, and they have been forgotten by the world.

"Don't touch him!" Qiu Xinwei stared at the Buddha unkindly, like an old hen trying to protect the chickens. This thing was still asking 'why didn't the ghost crush his neck', this is obviously ill-intentioned, is this a monk?

The Buddha smiled bitterly, because a doubt provoked a woman's stalk, he had a little numb!

At this moment, Wen Xu was even more anxious, he couldn't move, he couldn't speak, he couldn't open his eyes, he was only conscious, like a vegetative person. At the moment he was in a hurry, his own situation was terrible, he knew it.

But when he heard that a stranger was going to help him, he was very worried, was this helping himself or harming himself? Giving his life to someone he doesn't know, he doesn't feel at ease. His original intention was to hope that the drunkard would make a move.

In this hurry, Wen Xu's whole face began to sweat!

"Wen Xu, don't scare me!" Qiu Xinwei saw it and shouted with a crying voice.

"Are you sure?" But the drunkard spoke,

"Is it okay for the Buddha to drive away yin?" The Buddha asked proudly, his chin almost lifted to the sky.

"Exorcist hand?" The drunkard turned abruptly.

Exorcision hand, Buddhism does not pass on learning. It once set off a monstrous wave in the metaphysical world, because the yin exorcist is the absolute nemesis of yin and death, known as the place where the yin is driven, and the ghost has nowhere to hide.

As long as it passes through the yin hand, all yin things will be in force, and the Southwest Wenjia Zen scripture text, the extreme north of the heavenly master door of the ghost art and called the metaphysical world of the three unique,

"Let him come!" The drunkard turned his head and said to Qiu Xinwei, who was guarding Wen Xu.

"He" Qiu Xinwei is still not at ease.

"He's dead, I'm dead!" The drunkard said arrogantly that all confidence comes from Buddhism's unlearned 'Yin Exorcism Hand'.

Hearing that the drunkards said this, Qiu Xinwei had to get out of the way, but the eyes that looked at the Buddha were still not good. This monk gave him the feeling that he was not merciful, but a bit of a bandit.

The Buddha stepped forward, and the inexplicable power of one hand flowed. A halo circulating that is invisible to the naked eye. His hand seemed to have become a little bigger at this moment, crystal clear, like a Buddha jade cast. He put this hand on Wen Xu's neck, and the wounds on Wen Xu's neck suddenly twisted, as if there were parasites inside, and they were terrifying.

Black blood began to spill from those wounds, and wisps of black smoke spread out, full of the negative aura of coldness and death. This is the breath of yin death.

The Buddha's hand is more crystal clear, pressed around the wound, and a strange force invades Wen Xu's body along the wound, this power is the nemesis of yin qi and evil qi, and when encountered, it is like ice and snow melting, escaping,

Wen Xu was miserable, his body became a battlefield of yin qi and the power of the yin exorcist hand, and the wound on his neck had a tearing pain, as if it was about to be broken. The black and rancid blood at the wound was not stopped, and the spilled out soaked the upper half of Wen Xu's clothes, his face was distorted because of pain, his brows were deep and frowned, and his face was even paler.

After a while, the Buddha's forehead began to sweat, his face became pale, the consumption of the Yin Exorcism hand was very large, and all the power in his body was gathered in his hand, which became a strange power to heal Wen Xu's stasis wounds. But this consumption was too terrifying, and his hands were trembling at the moment.

But Wen Xu's condition was also improving rapidly, Wen Xu's body gradually stabilized, several inflamed and purple wounds on his neck suddenly changed to the color of normal wounds, and the black and rancid blood also became normal.

"That's it!" Finally, the Buddha breathed a sigh of relief and lived up to expectations.

Qiu Xinwei hurriedly pulled the Buddha away, pressed the wound on Wen Xu's neck with a trembling hand, and looked at the unusually conspicuous and shocking handprint full of doubts.

"There is nothing we can do about this mudra, we can only let time heal, we will treat its wound, and he will be fine." The drunkard spoke.

The drunkard also wondered how Wen Xu did this, this tragic image was too shocking, and what happened between Wen Xu and the evil spirit? What did he find inside? So what's going on with the scum over there?

There are too many questions in their minds!

"How soon will he wake up?" Qiu Xinwei asked without raising her head.

"Look at his own abilities!" The drunkard said.

"I have a lot of questions!" The Buddha couldn't help but speak.

"I know, I have it too, but I have to wait until he wakes up!" The drunkard glanced at the Buddha and said.

They walked out with Wen Xu, causing a commotion, Liu Yisheng and Liu Ming's pupils shrank at the same time, 'Why is he here?' They were puzzled, but they couldn't help but gasp when they saw him so miserable.

This is really a place of great evil, and even people from the metaphysical world with the strength of Wen Xu have been carried out when they go in, they don't dare to think that if they go in, most of them will become ashes or slag?!!

"How could he be in there?" Liu Ming frowned and wondered. Didn't this refuse them yesterday? Why did you appear in the Ghost Buddha Cultivation Land today? What is he going to do? Do you want to do something earth-shattering behind our backs?

But wouldn't that be too impulsive? There are many dangers here, and the people who die one after another, and as many people come in vain.

The foreman and the others immediately understood, and the feeling was that the worker just said that this person died inside!

"I didn't know, but when we went in, we found him lying on the ground covered in blood." Qiu Xinwei said with a cry.

They knew too one-sidedly, they didn't take into account the time bomb of the cold smoker, including the drunkard, they all thought it was a battle between Wen Xu and the evil spirit, they just went in and saw a lot of traces of the battle, and the residual evil qi and yin qi in the air were very strong, and the ground was cracked in many places, what kind of 'big move' was this to make that piece of land like that?

What's buried beneath that ground? Why do the evil spirits always guard and not leave? How many people do you need to be buried on this land?