On May 28, the weather was fine.

"Xiaoling, today is the seventh evil day, it is not suitable to travel, let's slow down for a while!" Ma Danna, who was floating in mid-air, said to Ma Xiaoling.

The auspicious light of Madonna's body is obviously not an ordinary ghost, but a special spirit existence similar to the Baojia Immortal.

Even if you don't have a physical body, you can still practice.

Therefore, there is no need to report to the prefecture.

Ma Xiaoling packed up the makeup box, and stuffed the talisman, the wishing star that summons the dragon, the makeup mirror with the built-in gossip mirror, the spray perfume mixed with the blood of the black dog, etc., all into the box.

"Auntie! Don't be so old-fashioned! Now they all use the Western calendar, and they don't pay attention to these. Ma Xiaoling is only bent on making money, and since it is rare to find a little clue, of course she refuses to give up.

She had already cashed out the gold bricks, exchanged hundreds of thousands, and not only paid off her credit card, but also had the balance to spend on a large scale.

Of course, it may be that it has drifted a little, so that the money on hand is spent, not to mention, and more money is owed to the bank.

It's a vicious circle.

If there is no such thing as the end of the world, it is difficult to say that Tianyou will not be forced to sell his blood by Ma Xiaoling's huge expenses.

Of course, Ma Xiaoling's concept is very simple, men don't have to think about it in this life, can't they buy more clothes and be kind to themselves?

Dress yourself up beautifully every day, so that those stinky men can't see it, can't eat it, and their eyes are hungry to death.

It's also a way for her to take a little revenge.

Ma Danna looked at Ma Xiaoling, who was bent on going her own way, and sighed: "Then you remember to change into a battle suit, and bring a few more escape charms." ”

Knowing that she couldn't persuade Ma Xiaoling, Ma Danna could only tell her repeatedly.

As the most genius figure of the exorcist dragon clan Ma family in the past thousand years, Ma Danna once arrogantly thought that she could end the fate of the Ma family, kill the generals, and free herself from fate.

However, the battle with the generals abolished seventy percent of her cultivation.

The internal injuries she suffered also caused her to become seriously ill and die young.

In order to cultivate the descendants of the Ma family, she stepped into the ghost cultivation and became the protector of the Ma family.

Ma Xiaoling has grown up, almost exactly the same as when she was younger.

In order not to make her niece and granddaughter uncomfortable, Madonna transformed herself into an obese old woman, which is more in line with the temperament of her elders.

"Got it! Housekeeper! Ma Xiaoling waved her hand impatiently, and then stepped on her boots, walked out of the mourning hall with her long legs and makeup suitcase.

The heel of the boot with a slight high heel makes a clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter.

Tingting's curling back made the originally dim corridor seem to be illuminated.

Several aspiring young people happened to follow the elevator, sweeping the floor from top to bottom, originally a little boring, after seeing Ma Xiaoling, their eyes lit up at the same time, looked up and down a few times, determined the occupation, and then gathered around to ask the price.

Ma Xiaoling was in a good mood, but when she went out, she encountered this kind of thing, and one person who was angry rewarded them with a kick, turned several aspiring young people into human prawns, and then walked into the elevator angrily.

"Really, where am I doing that?" Ma Xiaoling carried a makeup suitcase, stepped on high heels, wore a short skirt, and stomped her feet angrily in the elevator.

"Is it really inappropriate to do anything today?" Ma Xiaoling thought to herself.

But it is still the greed for money that overcomes the old 'rules'.

When I got to the garage, I drove a red sports car, and rushed out with one foot on the accelerator.

Half an hour later, I arrived in Yuen Long and drove up the hill according to the news I had received from some clever ghosts.

After walking around in the mountains for an hour, facing the sea, Ma Xiaoling found a villa that looked like it had been vacant for a long time.

The door to the villa was tightly locked.

The yard is already overgrown with weeds.

Ma Xiaoling glanced at it a few times, and then muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's better not to lie to me, otherwise I will definitely pick his skin." ”

Saying that, seeing that there was no one around, Ma Xiaoling turned on her mana and pointed to the wall.

The wall automatically cracked open.

Ma Xiaoling lowered her head and got in.

The crow in the distance, seeing this scene at this time, let out an ugly cry.

The low shrubs and weeds mingled together, and it looked like a low wall.

Fortunately, Ma Xiaoling was wearing long boots, otherwise her ankles would have been scratched by grass and trees.

Approaching the main building, Ma Xiaoling, as a descendant of the exorcist dragon clan, instinctively smelled something not good.

took out the magic wand, and the retractable magic wand stretched out, wrapping around a circle of spiritual light.

There was a knock on the door, but no one answered.

Ma Xiaoling jumped onto the windowsill and entered the room from the balcony.

All the furniture inside was covered with white cloth.

The opposite window was not closed, and the sea breeze blew in through the window, not only the white gauze curtain was constantly dancing, but the leaves were also slightly rattling.

"So clean?"

"Sure enough, there is a problem!" Ma Xiaoling did not arbitrarily believe that the target was not in this villa.

A big house like this, away from the crowds and looking like a long-abandoned one, is most popular with some lonely ghosts.

If it weren't for some deterrence, this villa shouldn't be so 'clean'.

Ma Xiaoling makes accurate judgments, which is called professionalism.

I went around the villa and got nothing.

Ma Xiaoling was not discouraged, but took out a bottle of eye essence from the makeup box, rubbed it in the palm of her hand, and rubbed it around her eye sockets.

The surrounding situation immediately changed.

Some strange footprints appeared in her sight.

Following the footprints, she came to the entrance to a basement.

The cold yin qi leaked out of the basement, and through the thick iron door, it made Ma Xiaoling feel uncomfortable.

Holding a lucky star that summons a divine dragon in her hand, Ma Xiaoling used her mana to break the door lock.

The door lock was originally subjected to some means.

It's just that that power met Ma Xiaoling's mana, but it naturally seemed to be limited to a certain extent, and she took the initiative to retreat.

Open the door to the basement.

Ma Xiaoling waved her hand and shot a fireball.

Fireballs hung above her head, illuminating everything in the basement.

In a crystal coffin, there is a beauty with delicate facial features.

Ma Xiaoling was about to take a closer look.

A sudden gust of wind swept towards her.

Ma Xiaoling only had time to instinctively use the magic wand to block, and then she was knocked out and hit the wall.

Then a feeling of suffocation came.

A man in a dark trench coat and brown sunglasses had already appeared in front of him.

He strangled Ma Xiaoling's neck with his hand.

After seeing Ma Xiaoling's face clearly, her strength loosened slightly, but she still didn't let go of her.

"Why did you find here?" The man asked Ma Xiaoling.

Ma Xiaoling's answer was to blow the yin feet.

It's a pity that it didn't hit.

The man moved away at a speed that seemed to teleport, and then stood in front of Ma Xiaoling again.

Although he didn't lock his throat anymore, he still looked at Ma Xiaoling with scrutinizing eyes.

Ma Xiaoling breathed heavily, it was the second time she felt so close to death after being exorcised for so long.

The last time I had a similar encounter, it was Mao Wei who secretly used the Yang Restoration Forbidden Spell.

A wishing star lights up.

Ma Xiaoling was going to use the Ma Family Divine Dragon to deal with the man in front of her who gave her an incomparably terrifying feeling.

It was just as the wishing star she threw out had just been lit up when the man pinched it and extinguished the flickering light.

The terrifying aura was released, and under the brown sunglasses, a pair of scarlet eyes were releasing unparalleled pressure.

Ma Xiaoling felt that the blood all over her body was about to freeze.

Almost instinctively, Ma Xiaoling stabbed forward with the magic wand in her hand.

used the first sword that Yue Buqun taught her.

The sword stabbed out, and the man had already dodged, but found that the magic wand was still aimed at his heart as if it had predicted his whereabouts.

The man immediately dodged a second time.

He had no intention of really hurting Ma Xiaoling, so when Ma Xiaoling attacked, he mostly responded by dodging.

However, this second dodge still did not dodge.

Ma Xiaoling followed the second stab, and it was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, chasing after it.

At this time, Ma Xiaoling also came back to her senses.

Knowing that it was Yue Buqun who taught her swordsmanship to work, she took advantage of the situation to use the third sword.

The three swords all looked the same, but in fact, from three different angles, they constituted a three-dimensional blockade of the trinity, completely sealing all the man's dodging directions and predicting his trajectory.

The man was immediately aroused with a sense of competitiveness and curiosity.

As the former general of the Ping Song Dynasty of the Jin Kingdom, he considered himself to be extraordinary in martial arts, and only the Yue Silver Bottle that turned into a Yaksha made him feel like an 'opponent'.

But now, he was forced to be a little embarrassed by the three swords that seemed to be set up.

Although it is possible to break the game violently, if so, it is tantamount to admitting defeat.

Ma Xiaoling only felt that the opportunity was just right, and another wishing star flew out.

"Those who are fighting are all marching forward!" Ma Xiaoling pinched the seal with one hand and summoned the dragon.

The golden dragon burst out with a strong golden light in the basement.

The crystal coffin, under the illumination of the divine light of the divine dragon, also seemed to have a bit of a posture of melting.

The man was finally enraged.

With a roar, the sunglasses on his face cracked, and sharp fangs appeared at the corners of his mouth.

He grabbed the Ma family Shenlong, and at the same time dragged Ma Xiaoling and flew out of the basement.

The fist fell, and the Ma family Shenlong was beaten and let out a wail.

And Ma Xiaoling was also used to being out and smashed into the bushes.

If it weren't for the special robes and body guards made by the Arima family.

Ma Xiaoling is afraid that she is already scarred at the moment.

Listening to the wail of the Ma family's dragon, Ma Xiaoling was distressed and quickly took back the dragon.

The man fell from mid-air and trampled the ground around Ma Xiaoling with one kick: "Those three swords, who taught you?" ”

The man is naturally unbroken.

All these years, he has been searching for the whereabouts of the eternal kingdom.

He believed that only by reaching the Eternal Realm could he resurrect Yue Yinhua or be killed.

Of course, Ma Xiaoling is also one of his backup plans.

Although in his current understanding, Ma Xiaoling will travel through time and space at some point, and then die in Zhuxian Town eight hundred years ago.

But as long as he makes arrangements in advance, he may be able to use Ma Xiaoling's hand to kill him who has not yet become a zombie.

Indeed, compared to those zombies of the second generation and below.

It doesn't need to suck blood to survive, and it's not afraid of anything that restrains zombies, it's not so much a 'zombie' as a true god who walks on the earth, immortal, immortal or even immortal.

But all of this, if it was all in exchange for letting him kill his beloved and seriously injured his sister with his own hands.

Then he would rather give it all up.

To him, immortality is a curse.

And now, he sees a third possibility.

The one who taught Ma Xiaoling the three swords.

Definitely a master, maybe there is a way to kill him.

Ma Xiaoling is soft all over, but her mouth is hard.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"I'm not your opponent, kill if you want, don't talk nonsense!" Ma Xiaoling was talking, but in fact, she secretly used the escape charm.

The rune flashed, and smoke came out.

Ma Xiaoling has already begun to follow the leylines of the earth, shuttling rapidly.

"It's really a big loss this time!"

"Not only did Long Ye be seriously injured, but the magic wand was also broken, and he also used two wishing stars and a escape charm."

"How can I be so unlucky!" Ma Xiaoling thought to herself.

As everyone knows, the face at this moment is not broken, just like a shadow following her.

After determining Ma Xiaoling's residence, she left a mark, and she left quietly without breaking her face.

Eight hundred years is enough time to adapt to this god-like power.

Compared to some newborn zombies, they only use brute force or simply use abilities.

The power can be used more carefully and substantially.

Decades ago, he even found an islander who looked very similar to him, and after killing the islander, he disguised himself as the other party, and through that identity, he gradually adapted and got used to modern life.

Then he quietly bought some properties in Xiangjiang, and then faked his death and gave up that identity.

On the other side, Yue Buqun received feedback on some of the means he used to stay in Jiajia Building.

"Ma Xiaoling really found her face and didn't break it?"

Yue Buqun showed a hint of joy on his face.

"Sure enough! It has to be the main character. ”

"The 'story' is not static, but the center of the story always revolves around the protagonists."

"This is the essence of the catastrophe, to paraphrase it, that is, Ma Xiaoling, Guo Tianyou, Wang Zhenzhen, and Wanyan Bupo (Situ Fenren, Kazuo Yamamoto) are all people who should be robbed, just like Jiang Ziya and Shen Gongbao in the Great Tribulation of the Gods."

"They are not the cause of the incident, nor the final result of the incident, but they are the ones who connect, guide, and promote it all."

"Another person, even if they have the information of foresight, cannot do what they can do."

"Like Mao Xiaofang, he was constantly 'missing' before."

Set up your rental house and get ready for the future.

Yue Buqun set off to Jiajia Mansion to find Ma Xiaoling.

Before I rang the doorbell, I saw Ma Xiaoling, who was wrapped in half of her body like a mummy, jumped over and opened the door, and after seeing that it was Yue Buqun, she let out a crisp sigh: "You're here!" Come on in! ”

"I'm seriously injured right now, and I'm sorry I can't entertain properly."

Yue Buqun looked at it and pressed the brim of his hat.

At this time, there were more 'gods' onlookers.

Since this is the case, then Yue Buqun simply started the live broadcast.

Isn't it just for people to see?

How many people to show it, isn't it?

In the chat group, group friends who have nothing to do have poured into the live broadcast room.

Wang Ye, Lin Pei, Wind Chime, and the water group trio, Wang Ye is currently absent.

However, with Wang Dadong to make up for it, it will not be boring.

Yue Buqun directly put the suitcase in his hand on the table.

Open the suitcase.

There are a total of twelve gold bricks, which are about to blind Ma Xiaoling's eyes.

She immediately staged a medical miracle.

The original lame leg is restored intact.

Use both feet together to run in front of a box of gold bricks, then put your hands up and down.

"The extra two yuan will be regarded as paying Master Ma your medical expenses!" Yue Buqun followed Wang Ye and others into contact with modern civilization, and knew that the word 'Miss' was not a good word, so he could only call Ma Xiaoling 'Master Ma'.

Although in Ma Xiaoling's era, this word has not changed its taste, but sometimes when you speak, you are at ease and have nothing to do with others.

Ma Xiaoling smiled, closed the suitcase, and fished it in her hand.

Now, even the last bit of injury is completely healed.

"That's what you said, don't go back."

She pretended to be seriously injured, but she didn't mean to blackmail.

Chun Chun was worried that things were not done, and Yue Buqun asked her to hand over the deposit.

Although she is very greedy for money, she still has a temperament.

Of course, now that Yue Buqun took the initiative to send money, she had no reason to shirk it.

"Okay, now that the deal is complete, then I'll take my leave!" Yue Buqun didn't plan to take the initiative to accept Ma Xiaoling.

He likes to be passive.

If he hadn't had those eyes staring, he would have been able to take the initiative.

Ma Xiaoling nodded.

Then he suddenly thought of something, and looked up at Yue Buqun with some embarrassment.

"That... Thank you for teaching me the three swords, it's very useful. Ma Xiaoling said.

Yue Buqun smiled: "It's good to be useful!" But don't use it too much, they are very useful against masters, but they are redundant against mediocre hands. ”

The three swords taught by Yue Buqun are neither a complete set of swordsmanship, nor any sword intent or sword technique.

In fact, it is a kind of preset of calculation, architecture and psychological game.

The master has a fast response, fast speed, and strong adaptability.

These three swords can play a good role in restricting.

If it is a mediocre hand, the effect of these three swords is basically equal to nothing.

It's about the same as playing the silver game with the king rank, and the prediction and movement are all in vain.

After saying goodbye to Ma Xiaoling, Yue Buqun waited at home to finish the door without breaking the door.

At the same time, through Wang Zhenzhen's perspective, observe the fat man's current situation.

can only say that if it weren't for Wang Zhenzhen's kindness, who often went to the hospital to take care of the fat man, he would have died many times.

In a large hospital, there have been many problems such as wrong drug dose, continuous leakage of needles, wrong administration and so on, which is also very amazing.

For this reason, the hospital upgraded the fat man to a high-level single ward for free.

In order to avoid medical accidents, it will lead to chaos and harm other patients.

Of course, Wang Zhenzhen, who came into contact with the fat man, also began to be unlucky.

Losing money, being molested by drunks, and accidentally having some small accidents have not been broken these days.

If it weren't for her as one of the protagonists, her fate would be harder before the day of fate.

I'm afraid it's going to be worse.

Inside the small rental house, a light flashed.

The whole room was dark again.

Completely faceless and shrouded in shadows, he looked at Yue Buqun with a high posture, as if looking down.

"You're looking for me?" Wan Yan Bupo asked.

At the same time, he was also carefully looking at Yue Buqun, and after noticing Yue Buqun's breath, which was unusually thick and unpredictable, he was a little happy.

Death, he's been waiting too long.

Every day of his life was extremely tormenting for him.

"Yes! There's something I want to ask you for. Yue Buqun gave a straight ball.

Talk to an old monster like Wan Yan Bupo, you don't have to beat around the bush.

A great general of the Jin country, who lived for more than 800 years.

What kind of people and things haven't been experienced?

There is no benefit in saying so many polite and so-called hidden mysteries.

"Why should I help you?" Wan Yan Bupo asked.

Yue Buqun said: "Because I can also help you." ”

"For example, help you save people."

"Like, help you die!"

"It's up to you!"

Wan Yan Bupo stared at Yue Buqun, his gaze was constantly condensing.

The scarlet eyes were locked on Yue Buqun's body, exuding a strong aura.

But Yue Buqun sat back on the chair instead, slowly pouring and tasting tea.

Not affected in the slightest.

Compared with the breath of the prison scar, the indeterrent power of the face is indestructible.

"You have what it takes?" Wan Yan Bupo questioned.

Yue Buqun shot a talisman.

This talisman was refined by Yue Buqun with a bowl of century soup in exchange for the divine power from the Pure Altar Messenger.

It contains an extremely large and powerful power to break evil and punish evil.

Wan Yan Bupo looked at this talisman and showed a look of interest.

But he still shook his head and said, "It's dangerous, but it may not be enough." ”

Even if Yue Buqun could really kill Yan Bupo, he wouldn't waste it like this.

That's why procrastination.

"Since I can refine one, I can refine more."

"It just needs a chance." Yue Buqun said.

The choice is not broken, and I believe in Yue Buqun first.

After all, he didn't have much other choice.

"What do you want?" The question is very broad.

Because he has self-confidence, he can meet almost all of Yue Buqun's requirements.

"I want you to protect a man and let him live past the age of thirty." Yue Buqun said.

Wanyan Bupo suddenly became curious.

"Who?"

Yue Buqun pointed to the basin.

In the basin of water, the figure of the fat man lying on the hospital bed appeared.

And Wang Zhenzhen, who was changing flowers on the side, suddenly broke the vase in her hand, making a cut in her hand.

Looking at Wang Zhenzhen, there is nothing unusual about her face.

This made Yue Buqun affirm that Wanyan Bupo and Situ Fenren did not take the same 'script'.

"Is there a difference between me and me?" Yue Buqun thought to himself.

"This fat man?"

"Who is he?" Wan Yan Bupo asked.

Yue Buqun said: "You don't need to know, your task is just to keep an eye on him, don't let him die before the age of thirty." ”

"His life is special, before the age of thirty, he is extremely unlucky, if he dies before the age of thirty, he will become an even more unlucky ghost, which will affect many people."

Wan Yan Bupo nodded.

He doesn't care if the fat man is unlucky or not.

As a red-eyed zombie, he is already a perfect Pangu zombie bloodline, and under normal circumstances, the karmic reincarnation of the Three Realms and Six Realms cannot interfere with him.

No matter how unlucky the fat man is, it has nothing to do with him.

He can be perfectly avoided.

"I'll keep an eye on him."

"With me, he'll be fine."

"So, do you have any other requirements?" Wan Yan Bupo asked.

Yue Buqun thought for a while and said, "If you can, please give me a drop of your blood." ”

He didn't ask why.

With a stroke of his fingertips, a total of six drops of blood beads, like crystal rubies, were squeezed out.

Ordinary zombie blood, for a perfect face, no matter how much it is squeezed out, it will not damage its life.

But the consumption is really too large, and it may passively fall into a deep sleep.

And the blood of his heart, he has nothing to do with it.

Otherwise, he would have committed suicide by destroying his heart's blood.

Seeing that Wan Yan Bupo was so generous, Yue Buqun was a little embarrassed.

"I owe you once."

"In addition to what I promised you, if there is anything else you need my help with, you can also mention it."

Six drops of blood, half of which were given to Tony Stark by Yue Buqun.

As for the remaining half, Yue Buqun kept it in his hands for the time being.

These three drops of blood are different from the expired blood stains that Mao Xiaofang picked up in the zombie cave before.

Every drop of them is spiritual.

Can be used to create a second generation of green-eyed zombies.

Ma Xiaoling summoned the divine dragon and said that 'all the fighters are arrayed in front', but this is a misinformation of the Japanese people, so it has been corrected here.

Good night everyone!

The waste paper workout is gone, and I haven't exercised for a few days, no!

Fight the long game!

(End of chapter)