Lu Zu took back his black and gold waist card from Dao Mu's hand, shook hands with Dao Mu cautiously, and the smile on his face was even worse, sighing that the two of them fell to the end of the world at the same time, and they were all empty and happy in the end.

Dao Mu nodded like a dumb goose, and his hoarse voice agreed again and again. The two of them did not shy away from suspicion and talked on the sidelines.

When people saw this, they also felt empty and happy, thinking that something big was going to happen.

At that time, the air resounded with the sound of breaking the wind, and following the reputation, I saw two figures descending from the sky. A young and handsome, following the same steps, as if a fairy came to the world. A middle-aged and calm person looks little different from a young man, more like a young man's middle-aged appearance.

"Qiao Yu, give birth to a child...... Mo Yingying had a happy smile on her face, and quickly stepped forward to greet her.

Dao Mu turned around vigilantly, and stopped Mo Yingying in horror. When Mo Yingying heard this, her willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, she was quite displeased, and ignored Dao Mu. Lu Zu did not speak, but the person had disappeared in place.

At this time, the white light suddenly appeared, like an embroidery needle piercing the eyes, and the pain was so painful that I couldn't open it, and I couldn't stop crying. Then I smelled a smell of blood, like the breath of boiling water, and it hit the human body, with warmth and humidity.

After a while, a more rushing smell followed, which soaked into the nose and lungs, and soon heard it, and the vomiting continued.

After a few breaths, people also began to regain their sight, and when they opened their eyes, they saw piles of corpses not far away. The bones, blood, intestines, clothes, and feces are filled with blood and fecal smell, depicting a tragic scene.

"Mother!" Qiao Yufan screamed miserably, piercing the silent sky.

People were at a loss for what to do, looking at each other, and a treacherous atmosphere permeated. Who would have thought that the destination was right in front of him, and this would happen. And she is still the wife of the lord of fasting, and she is dead at present.

When Qiao Yufan knelt down and cried bitterly, the crystal tears reflected a few rays of silver light. "Mao?!" Qiao Yufan wiped away his tears violently, the cleanliness habit he had since childhood was gone, completely ignoring the dirty smell, trembling away from the bloody feces sticky corpses, and twisting the white hair.

"Fox fur?!" Qiao Yufan was heartbroken, his eyes widened, occupying the entire eye socket, and the tears couldn't stop flowing wildly, hysterical.

Lu Zu's face was solemn and sad, he squatted down, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, and his tone was filled with infinite remorse. Qiao Yufan turned his head suddenly, his eyes widened angrily, "You dog minion, what do you want!"

Lu Zu knelt on his legs, constantly blaming himself, and his voice trembled like his body. Qiao Yufan was already angry, but seeing Lu Zu like this, he was even more angry. Suddenly got up, raised his foot and kicked Lu Zu away, "Get out!"

"People can't be resurrected after death, and I hope that the young Lord will mourn. Dao Mu comforted him before he came, the death of the enemy did not make him very happy, more than that, it was just endless emptiness.

Go?

This question became clearer and clearer in his ears.

But all this does not mean that he is not happy to see these scourges die.

Qiao Yufan raised his foot and was about to step on Lu Zu a few more feet. Hearing Dao Mu say this, he turned his head suddenly, glared angrily, and was about to scold Dao Mu in a rough language, when he suddenly retracted his momentum. His face went from sadness to surprise in an instant.

"Tang Long, aren't you practicing the art of shepherding corpses?" Qiao Yufan couldn't care about it, the art of shepherding corpses was a taboo, and the righteous path in the world despised it. "Help me recall my mother's soul!" "Xing Chong strode forward, grabbed Dao Mu's hand, and didn't care about the pain of the knife qi.

With this grip, he did not let go, and if he was a person who could not swim, he fell into the water, holding the only plank in his arms.

The focus of people's eyes immediately shifted from the pile of corpses and Qiao Yufan's body.

Dao Mu suddenly felt that he was like a needle stabbing his back, sweating all over his body, his heart was furious, and he was panicked. If there is really someone with a strong sense of justice, Dao Mu will definitely show his stuffing.

"Try it. The words came out of his mouth, and Dao Mu's throat was dry, as if there was something, and it was not smooth.

As soon as the words fell, the audience was silent, and one by one involuntarily retreated far away. The goodwill that had just risen not long ago was lost all of a sudden because of the Dao Pastor's technique of shepherding corpses.

"Come on. Dao Mu beckoned to Hu Mengying.

Conjuring spirits is not simple, this day is too bright, the sun is too poisonous, and it is necessary to be more elaborate.

Hu Mengying's eyebrows were raised, and her right index finger was pointed directly at her nose, "I?" The rough face was full of stunned.

During this period, Hu Mengying also looked around, and saw that her body was already empty, and she knew it in her heart. In my heart, I couldn't help but bury Dao Mu and Mu Jian Mountain together.

Under the command of Dao Mu, Hu Mengying built a yellow platform in front of the corpse and supported the shed. Dao Mu was not idle, picking up a piece of dead wood at random in the grass.

He muttered sutras, hummed and muttered, sometimes like a Taoist priest, sometimes like a monk, sometimes like a fly, sometimes like a bee. These voices, which usually sound like upset, can be upset, but at this time, they are calm.

Just when people questioned the evil art of shepherding corpses, which could have such a positive effect, Dao Mu began to recite the scriptures while drawing a circle around the corpse, a circle for the yellow platform, and two circles in the same circle.

After drawing the circle, Dao Mu began to shake his head, tremble his mouth, and jump like a wizard. Heart-destroying Mujian once said that Dao Mu was not in front of the coffin, singing and dancing, and he was really wronged by this great endowment.

Dao Mu just hummed like this, and there was a thick trill, and he looked like he was in trouble. Like a crazy old man in a dark alley on the street, he acts like a serious old man who is so crazy that he is crazy.

Dao Mu didn't know what he thought psychologically, anyway, as soon as he opened his mouth, he naturally recited it, and he was not very proficient, and the obscure Du Mu Sutra was not the already relatively easy, and the corpse Sutra was ripe.

I could vaguely feel that some kind of secret power was flowing from the corpse, and Senliang's resentment was also dissolved.

A quarter of an hour later, Dao Mu pretended to collapse. He took more than a dozen steps back, his breath was short, and he gasped for air. Hu Mengying supported Dao Mu, but her face was set aside, disgusting and disgusted, and she didn't hide it.

Dao Mu twitched violently, and arched into Hu Mengying's arms. His eyes widened suddenly, black as coal, and the next moment, he narrowed into a slit and exhaled a long breath of turbidity. Break free from Hu Mengying and stand on her own.

"Failed?" Qiao Yufan was outside the circle, wanting to enter but not daring to enter.

"I'm sorry, the old man did his best. Dao Mu sighed and lamented, and the old goosebump pointed directly at the corpse, "The soul has disappeared completely, and there is no trace." As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the distant mountain, "Perhaps, let that plague eat it." ”

"Impossible, impossible, impossible......" Qiao Yufan broke down and lost his words, and rushed to the corpse with his legs, wanting to clean it up. Before the hand touched, everything turned into yellow sand and flew away.

Dao Mu didn't tell Qiao Yufan that Mo Yingying's soul had been exceeded, and as for whether she could be reincarnated, it depended on her own creation. or liquidate and be punished, or wash the reincarnation, that is the business of the underworld, all Dao Mu can do is to give her a ride.

It's just that Dao Mu heard that the underworld is not very peaceful, let alone notarized. It's more like a separate world, not much different from the human world, and ghosts die.

People die as ghosts, ghosts die as deaf, deaf death as hope, and hope dies as razor. If you don't see it, you can say it, and if you don't hear it, you can say it.

Colorless said, silently said, the color here is not lustful, and the Buddhists say "emptiness is not different color, color is not different from emptiness." "Emptiness is color, and color is emptiness." The color of "is a color, which means shape.

There is no appearance, and there is no voice. In other words, the deaf will gradually lose its shape, and after that, there will be no sound.

To put it more simply and clearly, in fact, the ghost becomes deaf after death, and is stronger than the evil ghost.

After the ghost dies, it will gradually lose its appearance, and eventually turn into the aura of heaven and earth. The body of the dead returns to dust and earth, and the dead ghost becomes the aura of heaven and earth, and the cycle repeats. Perhaps, this is another kind of reincarnation.

Ghosts are afraid of ghosts, just as people are afraid of ghosts.

Whether it is a conjuring soul or a shepherd corpse, it can't get around the underworld.

"You bastard, why are you crying? I'm afraid it's not, and you've caused a lot of trouble?"

"Father, don't be angry for a while, and ask your brother what happened, and then tell me. ”

Before the words fell, the ripples of time and space rippled, and out of the two, it was Qiao Yu Qiao Yusheng father and son again. Sonorous, everyone drew their swords and waved their swords, and waited for the battle.

Qiao Yufan was full of anger, gushing from the seven holes, and the seven orifices were smoking. Seeing that he waved his big hand, a mammoth came out of thin air, as strong as a hill, and it took more than ten people to hold his thighs.

"Stomp on them!" Qiao Yufan spewed red flames from his mouth, turned into a fire dragon, and imprisoned Qiao Yu and the others. The mammoth was ordered, the little tail flicked, and there was a loud "pop", which was deafening and shocking. The body stood upright towards the sky, and the left foot enveloped Qiao Yu and the others.

"Don't!" Dao Mu shouted, wanting to stop Qiao Yufan.

"The two of them, it's really the lord of the house and the young master!" Lu Zu hurriedly stopped, and the person had already come to Qiao Yufan's side, and pressed Qiao Yufan's raised hand, wanting to block Qiao Yufan's pastoral power.

Qiao Yufan's mentality collapsed, and he was already angry, "A real person is the best!" A strong wave of absolute qi was blown out in his body, and with a flick of the pressed hand, Lu Zu was caught off guard and was knocked away and fell into the bushes.

Qiao Yu snorted coldly and scolded Qiao Yufan, "Brute, you want to kill your brother and kill your father?" As he spoke, his left hand was raised, easily supporting the mammoth's trampling. "Rough learning, dare to make an axe?"

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, like the sound of a landslide cracking the ground. The mammoth's other foot trampled on the ground, and some people were either frightened or shaken by the ground.

Qiao Yu lifted the mammoth with his backhand, like an ant picking up an elephant, and flew the mammoth thousands of feet. In the roar, he slammed to the ground, saw that he was invincible, and he was thrown half to death, so he left his master, disappeared on his own, and returned to the storage space.

Qiao Yusheng didn't have time to stop it, Qiao Yu had already flashed in front of Qiao Yufan, "Smack!" A slap was loud, and many people couldn't help but cover their faces.

Lu Zu hurriedly stepped forward, blocked in front of Qiao Yufan, saluted Qiao Yu respectfully, and was about to speak, but was immediately stopped by Qiao Yu raising his hand, so that Lu Zu would not say much at this time, and asked Lu Zu to order everyone to accompany him Qiao Yu and Qiao Yusheng to hurry quickly.

"The stakes are high," he said as he hurried. Qiao Yu's face was solemn, and his tone was as rapid as a sandstorm.

Behind Lu Zu, Qiao Yufan covered his swollen left cheek, his gaze never left the pile of scattered yellow sand under Qiao Yu's feet.

The tears have long since cried, and the bloodshot in the eyeballs cannot be more, and it is impossible to be thicker. No other sound could be heard in the ears, only the words kept echoing, "revenge!" "revenge!" and "......"