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The bamboo knots burned in the fire, and from time to time there was a crackling sound like a cannonball, and the sound went straight to the eardrums, so that the Supreme Treasure did not fall asleep. In a daze, half-asleep, he suddenly felt a little strange.

Splashing ink at night, starry sky, although there was no difference, but the Supreme Treasure smelled a faint danger from the air, and the sense of crisis made him suddenly turn over, and rushed out of the gap behind the hall like lightning.

But right away, he flew back again!

Before they could find a way out, a monk in disguise appeared on each of the three sides, surrounded on three sides, trapping only the Supreme Treasure in the middle - but the Supreme Treasure did not notice them at all!

He just stared at the night outside the hole, as if he had seen a ghost in his eyes... No, no, there is no such shocking performance when you see a ghost, it is clearly the most incredible thing in the world!

A bulging human skin balloon crawled in from outside the wall!

The human skin hands and feet climbed in from the gap, stepped up the hurdle, walked sideways and low, and the gestures were the same as those of a living person, and the Supreme Treasure stood on the spot, and he was so frightened that his heart was about to stop!

The human skin walked up to him, staring straight at him with empty eyes, as if he was looking at something, as if he was saying something... The Supreme Treasure was stunned, and suddenly pulled out his dagger and poked it towards the human skin.

The distance was so close, and suddenly the bhikshu monk could rush up to stop it, and the human skin had already poked a transparent hole - but in the midst of that snort, the human skin suddenly rolled back, wrapping the Supreme Treasure in its entirety, and its limbs were wrapped around the Supreme Treasure's hands and feet like ropes, tightening and pulling, and firmly tied together.

The Supreme Treasure flew past when he made a move, but this time he couldn't stand firmly, and at that moment he leaned and hit the incense table, and the ping pong rang out, and he fell straight to the ground - suddenly a few big hands suddenly stretched out next to him and grabbed his arm and shoulder, and suddenly pressed to the ground!

But it was the monks who rushed over.

The human skin wrapped towards the head of the Supreme Treasure, wrapping his entire head so that it was sturdy and watertight, and a faint aura of decay appeared in the temple, and then turned into a tangible mist, a pale cyan mist!

The mist peeled off from the human skin, and a stream of brains poured into the head of the Supreme Treasure that was wrapped, and then disappeared along the Mud Pill Palace-if someone with a thin path was here, he would definitely see what this meant!

Upper body! Possessed! That's it.

As the mist poured into the body from the Supreme Treasure Mud Pill, the human skin also softened and relaxed, but the Supreme Treasure's eyes rolled white, and some white foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his body suddenly became stiff, and he fell to the ground and shook wildly, like a sheep mad attack-the child's skin fell to the ground with a clatter, and finally stopped moving.

At the same time, the Supreme Treasure's eyes suddenly rolled white, and his face turned a disgusting miserable green, and his face was full of a hideous and vicious expression. Before the monk could react, his lips suddenly twisted violently, and he began to vomit in a hiss!

What came out was a thick sap, dark green and black!

The monks looked at each other, and they both understood the meaning in their hearts - that is, the ghost who had returned from seeing Shi Duotian had forcibly squeezed into his body, and in a moment or three was about to take away his body and be reincarnated as a human being!

This is the true purpose of the tall and thin monk. It's not that he didn't discover the supreme treasure that followed him through the voyeurism, but he had another purpose in his heart - this child's life is strange, and he is really the best candidate for the reincarnation of his disciples, but this child can't be made into a corpse boy and take it with him, otherwise he won't be able to have a complete soul to feed the soul that has returned from seeing Shi for many days.

There is only one way, and that is to ignore this child and follow him, and wait until the three-day ghost return period is over, and then directly summon the soul to go... That's what he thinks, and that's what he does!

The result was just as he had guessed!

The supreme treasure froze to the ground, and his whole body changed from cold to hot, and the monk knew that it was powerful and did not dare to slack off, so he packed it in the hemp rope cloth bag, carried it on his shoulder, and brought it back to the inn. Until they returned, the Supreme Treasure was still in flux, and none of the souls of any side had the upper hand......

However, the tall and thin monk was obviously very confident in his Dharma cultivation, and he would have felt that the Supreme Treasure could resist this technique as a child, and he had already regarded the Supreme Treasure as a dead person in his heart. He waved his hand and asked his subordinates to move him to the next room and put it away, and then chanted the name of the Buddha of Sumeru, and finally let everyone go to rest...

They rested, but the Supreme Treasure that was waiting for them to rest and prepare for a sneak attack could not be sneak attacked!

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The night in the world is pale, and the moon soul Beidou is full of sores; The Cangjiang River falls half of the river shadow, and the end of the world is drifting in the frost.

Just when the moon shadow was slanting to the west and the jackdaws were scarce, several dark shadows suddenly appeared in the small inn. But seeing that these black shadows are agile, light-footed, and have an excellent grasp of movement and stillness, they are obviously people who are used to buying and selling on the beam.

The black shadows carried a bulging pocket on their bodies, and quietly touched the surroundings of the small courtyard, and the leader only nodded slightly, and the black shadows grabbed handfuls of things from their pockets and scattered them along the wall.

The rustling sound is like silkworms gnawing on mulberry leaves, and like waves surging on the beach, endlessly, and it has sprinkled a whole layer of the outside of the small courtyard in a short time, without omission. But I saw that those fine things shimmered slightly in the moonlight, crystal clear, and the red light in the middle occasionally flashed, and it turned out to be coarse salt grains mixed with cinnabar.

After sprinkling the salt grains outside, the mouth of the leader 'cooed' a few times, and the door of the inner hall suddenly opened again, and a dry salt lord dealer tiptoed out, carrying a bucket in his hand, and he didn't know what it was inside, but he lined up and surrounded the three walls of the small courtyard.

When everyone stood still, the two people inside carried a Taishi chair out, put it in front of everyone, and then saw a few people slowly walking out of the room, an old man was sitting on the Taishi chair, and a person stood solemnly beside him, holding a three-foot-long black iron ruler in his hand, with countless seals and bones on it, which was the Danhe Measuring Ruler.

The few people who came out in the back were all from the Dingjia Sect in the boat, and the one sitting on the chair was the sick elder Shi Changtian, and next to him was the current Shi family Changshi Buzhu. They sat down slightly, and the peacock father immediately came over and whispered, "Master Shi, it's okay here..."

Suddenly, a head popped out of the wall next to the small courtyard, and he muttered softly, and the man immediately took out the following half of the sentence: "... Uh, they're fine outside, too. ”

Elder Shi nodded slightly and said, "Today is a matter of labor. Okay, please take a moment with you, and when we're ready, you and I will do what we do—and please be careful, big guys, don't hurt the kids." ”

"This nature, this nature...", the peacock's father replied again and again, "then, you please, you please." ”

Elder Shi slowly took off an antique jade ring from his finger, and Shi Buzhuan immediately reached out to take it, walked to the courtyard and put it on the ground. Then Elder Shi pinched the seal in his right hand, and with his left hand, he took out the rune paper and shook it in the air, threw it into the air, and whispered: "The sky is clear and the earth is spiritual, the magic summons the heavenly dragon, and a hundred feet obey the order...... Imperial order! Hundred-legged dragon, for my use! ”

The rune paper in mid-air suddenly became natural, fluttering and falling on the jade ring, and the rune paper turned into ashes in an instant. Before the remaining fire on the ashes was extinguished, a black whirlwind suddenly erupted out of thin air.

At the beginning, the whirlwind was only the size of a projectile, hovering over the jade ring, and as the ashes were swept in, it became bigger and bigger, and Zuihou turned into a rolling black smoke dragon, and the whirring sound flew to the sky, rolling up countless flying sand and dust in the fly, splashing in all directions, and it was crackling.

In an instant, there was already a trivial sound in the courtyard - Shi Buzhuan took a step forward, raised the measuring ruler and pointed towards the small courtyard, and shouted: "Splash! ”

Suddenly, a scoop of the contents of the bucket was poured into it in all directions, only to hear the loud sound of sneering, and those things splashed on the ground actually stirred up layers of thick fog and smoke miasma, and there were monks in it who couldn't stop chattering, and I don't know what it meant.

Shi Changtian's face sank like water, and he snorted in his nose: "It's expected!" These wicked people not only arrested my disciples, but also practiced evil magic and demon magic here, stealing dragons and phoenixes from the heavens in vain to resurrect the living and dead, and the yin and underworld qi condensed, so when they encountered this horsehair and ox horns, the water boiled by the horsehair and ox horns immediately collided, and the fog miasma came out..."As he was talking, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Come out! ”

With that shout, the small courtyard opened violently, and a group of corpse boys rushed out with their teeth and claws, scattering and swooping towards everyone--the disciples of the Ding Jia Sect rushed forward, rolling with sticks in their hands, forming a human wall in front of everyone.

"Splash! Splash! Just splash those children...", the peacock and his father shouted desperately: "Splash it on the head!" The master said to splash it on his head...", countless scoops of water were splashed at the child.

The corpse boy was already splashed with countless runes, and this time it was even more wet like a soup chicken, and white smoke began to spill out of the mud pills, and his body shook like chaff, and there was no strength between his hands and feet. The disciples of the Ding Jia Sect beat or kicked them all down, and immediately someone rushed up and strangled the children into their mouths with red cloth strips, and tied them up on their backs with the sky and backwards.

I only heard the shouts and cheers in the courtyard, and they were all busy disposing of these children--but Elder Shi ignored this, and only listened sideways, and after a while, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Don't turn around, you wait and go to the backyard!" Then the monks should be on your uncle's side! Shi Buzhuan agreed, and immediately rushed out of the courtyard gate with three or five disciples, and went directly to the back, and suddenly heard the shouting and shouting outside, and the blades rang out!

Elder Shi stretched out his hand and summoned him into the air, pointed to the night sky outside the courtyard, and said, "Sky, you quickly go and capture the person who is the leader, and come back to die!" ”

The black whirlwind that swirled horizontally in mid-air just spun around and rushed out instantly.