King Baoxing glanced at Li Chuan, ignored it, and just rolled up the big flag, the black gas gathered in the swaying of the flag shadow, and the sound of ghosts crying wolves howled in the gusts of yin wind, almost blowing away the sound of the pot.

There is no time to start chanting.

The sound of the scriptures was torn apart by the sound of the wind like the sound of a kettle, and it could not affect the king of Baoxing.

When Wukong was about to step forward with a stick, Li Chuan stopped him and said, "Keep reading, don't stop." ”

So there was no time to close his eyes and chant.

Li Chuan stabilized his mind and continued to rub the Tianyin pot.

He controls the ripples of the sound of the pot to match the sound of empty chanting.

He originally planned to interrupt King Baoxing's movements with surges, and then at that moment, throw out the Bodhi bead, if Wen Daochang's sword qi could not hurt King Baoxing, he could only take out the token and try to see if Qin Tianjian's tiger skin was good or not.

After the sound of empty chanting sounded, he could feel the movement of King Baoxing freeze for a moment following the sound of the pot, so he had other ideas.

King Baoxing stepped on the clouds formed by the gathering of black gas, the black clouds slowly lifted him, the banner became bigger and bigger, carrying all kinds of terrible ghosts, his hand pressed down, and the banner slashed downward. At that moment, the sound of the pot became louder, and the ripples echoed the melody of the scriptures. The sound of chanting was like a tangible charm, and it surrounded King Baoxing layer by layer.

King Baoxing's face was distorted, his eyes were full of fierceness, and he endured great pain, but still controlled the banner downward.

Brother Ma noticed the strangeness of King Baoxing and said, "He can't do it, let's hurry up, hurry." With that, he stepped forward, pulled out a string of weapons from his sleeve, and headed for King Baoxing.

Everyone else reacted quickly.

The people who were lying on the ground before all got up and joined the fight, and for a while, the heavens and the earth were in chaos.

Li Chuan maintained the sound of the pot while observing the front, and he noticed that there was actually some discipline in this chaotic fight. As long as he can control King Baoxing all the time, these demon hunters will be able to exhaust the strength and vitality of the demon monkey like ants gnawing on elephants.

It's just that the big banner still fell down.

The banner smashed through the roof of the mourning hall, the tiles fell down with a clatter, smashed the tablet, and the cups and candles shattered and fell to the ground. In the end, the banner smashed on the coffin.

The mourning hall was still smashed.

At the same time, King Baoxing suddenly roared, and the ghosts attached to the banner flew back one after another, and they all bit the demon hunters with their teeth and claws, taking advantage of the demon hunter's dodging action, those ghosts took the opportunity to return to the black clouds at the feet of King Baoxing, holding him to fly out.

"He's going to run, chase after him!" As he spoke, Brother Ma made a gesture and chased out, but this time, there were few people following him, so he also stopped.

Li Chuan was about to concentrate on the surge, when he suddenly heard a clicking sound from the mourning hall, he turned his head to look, and saw a person standing in the coffin.

Deceived corpses?

Li Chuan asked himself that he was a knowledgeable person who had experienced strong winds and waves, but everything he encountered in this ordinary house today still made him almost unable to hold the Tianyin kettle.

The life of a demon catcher is so colorful.

The others also saw the man standing up in the coffin, who was very neatly dressed, and the skin on his face was pale and swollen, and he did not look like a living person.

"Sun Tianxi?!" King Baoxing's voice sounded like thunder, and he said in disbelief: "How is it possible? I just investigated, and it was indeed you in the coffin, and you were indeed dead! ”

"How is that possible? How so? King Baoxing suddenly realized something, and since he appeared, King Baoxing, who has been looking like an invincible person, has been visibly lost and depressed.

Sun Tianxi didn't make a sound, and a person suddenly flew out of the crowd, with a pair of wings on his back and a meteor hammer in his hand, chasing after King Baoxing.

Li Chuan remembered this birdman, when he was incense before, he was in the mourning hall, presiding over all affairs. At that time, he had no wings behind him, and Li Chuan thought he was a certain junior of the old-timers.

One fled, the other chased, and soon both disappeared.

Li Chuan silently stopped urging the Tianyin kettle and stepped back a little.

Liu Senjun also retreated with him, and he asked Li Chuan in a low voice, "What's going on now?" ”

"I don't know, probably...... Probably the old man Sun put up this mourning hall just to lure this King Baoxing over? Li Chuan guessed, "Attracting people to smash their own mourning hall, what kind of hobby is this?" ”

"Then is this old Sun senior dead?" Liu asked Sanjun.

Li Chuan glanced in the direction of the mourning hall and said, "I don't know either." ”

Wukong also stopped chanting, and said: "I feel that the old Sun does not look like a living person. ”

"He's turned into a zombie?" Liu Sanjun guessed.

At this time, Cen Blacksmith and Aunt Zhu walked back.

After hearing their conversation, Cen Blacksmith also whispered: "It may still be related to the old incident twenty years ago, when the old-timers were able to severely damage the King of Baoxing and let him not go out of the mountain for more than twenty years, maybe they used some tricks. ”

"So what now?" Liu Senjun asked, "Do I want to bring some people over, evacuate the surroundings, and maintain order?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard another commotion around him.

"The old-timers are dead."

"Dead again?"

“……”

Li Chuan looked through the gap in the crowd and vaguely saw that it seemed that Sun Tianxi had fallen again. So everyone began to discuss whether he was dead again, or if he was dead in the first place, whether he should be moved back to the coffin, or whether he should be put on the bed and asked a doctor to rescue him.

After discussing for a while, they decided to put the body of the old man on the side of the long table for the time being, cover it with a quilt, and wait for the birdman to come back before making plans.

After about half an hour, the birdman flew back with a monkey's head, and he walked to the door of the mourning hall, put the monkey's head aside, and said, "Thank you for coming to see my brother on his last journey." ”

Hearing his words, everyone was shocked.

Birdman said: "I am the half-demon of the wild feather human race of Cangwu, twenty-eight years ago, when my junior brother was catching demons in a village, he got acquainted with the king of Baoxing disguised as an ordinary person, and took him as a confidant, who knew that the wolf was introduced into the house, and all his wife and children died at the hands of the king of Baoxing." ”

"Later, my junior brother asked me to spread the news that there were demon fairies in the wilderness, which attracted King Baoxing to investigate. He gathered a group of brothers and wanted to kill the king of Baoxing. During the fight, he and King Baoxing both fell into the lair of an ancient demon, and the younger brother used some of these mechanisms to make King Baoxing fall under a spell. As long as he is alive, he will be tormented by this spell every day, and if he kills him, the spell will explode immediately. ”

"Three years ago, my junior brother felt that his time was short, so he invited me to come here, begging me to come here, arrange his funeral, and make sure that he died at the hands of King Baoxing. We used many methods to finally get it done. ”

After the birdman revealed Sun Tianxi's plan, he said: "Let you be frightened, my junior brother has instructed me that after the matter is over, everyone who comes to mourn him will get a share of his family wealth, and I will distribute the silver to everyone later." ”

(End of chapter)