This roar, my stagnant mind could not tell whether it was someone else's voice or my own anger, only that after the voice of the Dao, which filled my entire world, appeared, countless continuous echoes floated in the air, and the gloomy coldness that condensed my mind began to melt like ice and snow under the spring sun—it seemed too slow to use such a word, because in an instant, the cold receded like a tide. /

Accompanied by this roar was a sharp voice.

The voice contains fear, surprise, unease, disappointment, and incomprehension...... I can't tell you how I could tell you how I could tell so much emotion from this scream, I can only say that I really, really felt all these emotions. is like a gourmand like Lao Wan, who went to the red light district to spend with great interest, and when he walked into the door, he found that it was his mother-in-law lying on the bed.

Or more complex emotions, which I will not describe one by one.

I opened my eyes and saw a black mist ten times thinner than the previous one rushing out of my mouth and nose, first condensed into a human form in the void, and then, without stopping, flew in the direction of the west. West...... I paused my mind and began to think about the problem, only to suddenly realize that the west side was not the direction of the rice array arranged by the old man Ouyang Fingers?

I tried to stand up with my hands on the ground, but the muscles in my body seemed to be out of my control, and I didn't obey the command at all. The only thing I could do was lift my head slightly and look in the direction of the west.

Sure enough, the black mist had already penetrated into Ouyang's mouth and nose, and there was still a black aura left, swirling outside.

Dancing wildly, he shook all over his body and fell to his knees, his hands supporting the area surrounded by rice grains, and frost immediately condensed on his beard. He looked up, met my eyes, and smiled calmly.

With great difficulty, I opened my mouth and said in a voice I didn't even recognize: "For what? Why do you want to find a ghost into the body......"

He was originally poisoned by corpses, and his face was pale, but now that the evil ghost was added, the muscles all over his body seemed to be running under the skin, twisting, and even more terrifying. However, his eyes were crystal bright, like a child who had not been more than a hundred days old, innocent and clear, without the slightest flaw. He smiled hard at me, then sighed, and said, "Well, I don't want to do that, but if this ghost is born, it will cause great disaster." I have a teacher Mr. Zhang Yansheng passed on my "Dongzhen Yellow Book" volume, which contains the method of going to Huangquan with the help of my life.

This method is sinister, there is death and no life, I once laughed with the teacher that day, "I will die in this technique", I didn't expect that the mouth of the day, today into a prophecy. This is cause and effect, I, an old man, will die like this after all......

Hearing him say this, I suddenly felt a burst of regret in my heart, I just thought that the old gentleman was as perverted as Li Yongsheng, and wanted to live in symbiosis with the ghost things condensed in the "Gathering Yin and Refining Soul Twelve Palace Gate Array". However, I didn't expect him to be so strong, and he would die with this terrifying ghost thing. Suddenly, my nose was sour, and my eyes were blurry.

I muttered, "No, don't ...... like this"

As he spoke, he felt two moist streams of heat on his cold face, flowing all the way to the back of his ears, itching, itching to the heart.

Ouyang said between his fingers that there is no need to be sad, old man, I have been poisoned by corpses, this strenuous exercise, the poison has already invaded the heart and lungs, and time is short, so very good. If this evil spirit finds a way and retreats back to the earth, there will be many more troubles in the world. I'm dead, it's worth it—I think it's worth it, and this world is my way, my way to success. Little Brother Lu Zuo, if you can see my teacher in the future, you might as well tell him that the old student he is not optimistic about the most, Ouyang Fingers, has also done a happy thing now, not in vain in this life, not in vain in this life......

He suffocated his strength, Huo Ran stood up, and sang with a long smile: "Inside and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao is respected, and there is a golden light in the body, covering my body; Today, I go to Huangquan, all the gods salute, the ghosts and demons are frightened, and the spirits are dead......"

Ouyang was dancing between his fingers, singing at the same time, and the surrounding rice array rippled out of a beige halo one after another, and when he sang "I am unconscious, and return to Huangquan", a dark red flame rose from his heavenly spirit cover, and instantly burned his hair and beard. And by this time the old man could no longer sing, and his voice was muffled by a dull roar in the air, which seemed to be a howl of despair, and a begging for mercy, saying, "Oh my God...... Don't, I'm not a capitalist, I'm not a lackey! I'm just a ......"

This evil ghost, who died in the fifties of the last century, still seems to have a strong obsession with his death.

And this obsession even far outweighs the hatred for us......

I couldn't move, I could only watch the old man dance frantically and watch as the dark red flames devoured his body, the flames evaporated his hair, skin, muscles, bones, and bodily fluids, while his soul was tightly entangled with the demon that had entered his body, preventing it from breaking free again. The demon trembled, roared, roared, and at last turned into a supplication......

Old Man Ouyang didn't say a word, letting the evil ghost express its emotions, he just pestered him to death, using up every part of his will and mental power. He was beating with his life and soul, fearless. I looked at the flaming spirit in the corner of my vision, and the grief and indignation in my heart were like wild grasses growing wildly in spring, and they were so dense that people were overwhelmed. No one can save Ouyang's fingers, he asks for benevolence, gets benevolence, sacrifices his life for righteousness, strong!

This old man has been unknown, but at the last moment, he used the power of life to show his strength.

Just when Ouyang finally collapsed weakly between his fingers, far behind me, probably at the edge of this hall, there was a dull explosion, and my nose was sharp, and I could feel the smell of gunpowder wafting. Then, the footsteps of many people came from that direction. I couldn't move, like fat on the board, and I couldn't resist. The footsteps approached, and the comer seemed to be startled by the burning flames, and exchanged words slightly, and after a few seconds, someone walked up to me, and then an iron pipe pressed against my chest: "Don't move! ”

This is a man wearing this camouflage green, like a military uniform, and the style is a little strange. Pressed against my chest was a miniature submachine gun, with a cold muzzle that could shoot hot bullets at any moment.

I didn't pay attention to him, just silently watched Ouyang Fingers, who had been licked and burned by the dark red flame, and fell to the ground at the very least, the old man's body was already distorted and deformed, and there was a foul smell of burning in the air. In the scorching heat I seemed to see the death of two souls, an old man of about sixty years of age, dressed in a gray coat, stepping on mille-feuille shoes, with a flowing goatee, with a childish face, and with a wise and bright eye, who smiled at me gently, and after a while he waved goodbye to me, and then floated upwards.

There was a slight shout in the air: "I'm not a capitalist, I'm just a businessman......"

My eyes were full of tears, drop by drop, filling all my eye sockets, and the whole world became blurred and distorted. The soldier pulled me up, but my condition was heavier than that of a drunkard with a foul mouth and a puddle of mud, and he lifted me to the other side. I saw two people dressed like Miscellaneous Trail, dancing with a peachwood sword to fight with Xiaodong and Manli, along with them were three men in white coats and a girl in red clothes.

In addition, more than two squads of soldiers took control of the scene, and all the people who turned the sky upside down and Lao Wang were all pointed at their heads with guns and fell to their knees.

was also pointed at the head, as well as Danfeng at the iron gate. She was pressed to the ground by two men who were five big and three thick, and in a standard grappling position, a man with a scar on his face was holding a pistol to inspect.

The pistol belonged to Lao Wang, and then it seemed to be picked up by Danfeng, and he fired a few shots at Xu Yongsheng.

I was reluctantly helped up by the man, and he patted me on the face and said it's okay, can you speak? I opened my mouth and let out an "ahhh Passing past him, I could see that Zhao Zhonghua was surrounded by several people dressed as doctors and nurses, who were doing emergency treatment. A stocky man with Mediterranean hair walked over, his eyes still fixed on the side of the fight. The soldier who was holding me saluted a standard salute and called the chief.

He looked at me and said what's going on?

The soldier replied that there was a sober man here, but he had not spoken, as if he had lost his strength.

The short and fat man stretched out his left hand, and five carrot-thick fingers rested on the artery on the side of my neck, and after two seconds, he frowned and said Oh, didn't you get up? Is it stupid? I felt his fingers burning hot, and he began to touch the red line of my wooden plaque, and I held my breath before I spoke, "You guys...... Who is it? ”

He laughed and said ouch, he's not a fool. Well, since you are here, you must know some of the situation, we are people of the country.

I tried to adjust the corners of my mouth upwards and smiled, "Is it the State Administration for Religious Affairs?"

He looked at me in amazement and said oh? Do you know something? Before he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the venue, and scolded: "Huang Pengfei, Xia Yuxin, Cao Yanjun, scolded the next door, don't you guys hurry up and work?" Waiting to eat?

After scolding, he turned his head and asked me kindly, how do you know the Tao?

I said that my friend's elder brother is Chen Zhicheng, the "Black Hand Twin Cities".

His face turned serious.