The boy was stunned for a while before he felt the pain, and he cried out: "It hurts! Master, I hurt! ”

The middle-aged Heavenly Master looked at me coldly, and the chime in his hand emitted a burst of trilling, which drilled straight into the cracks of human bones, like steel needles piercing flesh.

"Zhao Rui! Don't think that if you make a name for yourself outside, you can do whatever you want, a vicious-hearted and violent person like you still wants to join my Heavenly Master Association? I will send you out of the list of inspections! ”

The middle-aged Heavenly Master said, and pulled the young man's finger and pulled it upwards casually.

"Ahhh

The young man's tears of pain fell, but he didn't dare to speak, just pitifully holding his fingers to blow the wind.

I tugged at the corners of my mouth, showed a cynical smile, and said hehehe: "Don't think that your Heavenly Master Association can do whatever you want if you make a name for yourself outside, a violent organization like the Heavenly Master Association that does not distinguish between black and white and hides dirt and dirt, still wants me to join?" There are no doors! The Heavenly Master Association didn't even make my inspection list! ”

The middle-aged Heavenly Master sneered, took out two talismans from his arms, pinched the complex magic decision with both hands, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, shooting out a cold light, throwing the talisman outward, and coming towards my front door.

I stood still, holding out only one hand in front of me, and I even had time to observe the appearance of the talisman.

It's not like all the talismans I've ever seen.

Interesting.

I easily grabbed the talisman, and the talisman burst open in my hand, and I shook it in my palm to extinguish all the bursting breath.

After opening the genetic lock, my body is already different from ordinary people, and the power of this talisman explosion is equivalent to the ability of bullets to come over, which is not powerful.

The talisman turned into ashes in my hands.

The middle-aged Heavenly Master's two mustaches trembled violently, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he shouted angrily: "Impossible! Who are you?! How can you block the Yang Flame Talisman?! ”

"It turns out that this is called the Yang Flame Talisman, but it's interesting. I'm sorry for you to fire two more, it's tickling, and I haven't even broken my hand. ”

The middle-aged Heavenly Master was sweating on the top of his head, and he took two steps back, forgetting to continue tapping the chime in his hand.

He looked at me as if he were looking at a monster.

He said to Song Zhen angrily: "Since you have invited a powerful Heavenly Master, there must be no need for the poor way, the poor road will go!" ”

I snorted coldly: "If your skills are not as good as others, you will have to escape from the battle, this Taoist friend is too old, so go home and farm early, so as not to come out and laugh and be generous!" ”

The middle-aged Heavenly Master pointed at me angrily, unable to even speak, and his eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.

His eyes are not black goats, and the horror level is not even comparable to the yellow skin.

I grinned at him, cynical.

Song Zhen hurriedly came out to play a round, praised and praised the middle-aged Heavenly Master, and promised to give him an extra 500,000 yuan, and the middle-aged Heavenly Master was slightly relieved, not to mention that he was leaving.

Song Zhen turned her head again and said that she would add 500,000 to us, let us look at her face, and don't worry about the same Heavenly Master, after all, these two Heavenly Masters were set by her grandmother before her death, and these two must be used.

Song Zhen hinted that if it weren't for Wang Lan's last wish, she would definitely want me to do things, after all, I am now famous and very powerful.

I waved my hand modestly, but I didn't embarrass Song Zhen, after all, Song Zhen gave too much, and I didn't look at the dustless straw bale Heavenly Master who didn't speak.

I don't give up, but it looks like I'm small-bellied.

However, if this Heavenly Master wants to be unfavorable to Zhang Geng because of this matter, then I will definitely not be merciful.

Zhang Geng winked at me and whispered, "Brother Zhao, 500,000!" ”

There was a layer of cold light in my eyebrows: "After a while, they will do things, and you will sit in the coffin, so you are not afraid of them doing anything?" ”

Zhang Geng shuddered, and then he thought of this stubble, he ran behind the middle-aged Heavenly Master and muttered something to him.

The anger of the middle-aged Heavenly Master, who was originally angry, gradually subsided, and without a word of effort, he actually nodded slightly at Zhang Geng, and his expression softened.

I don't know what Zhang Geng told him.

In short, next, this middle-aged Heavenly Master didn't see me, treated me as air, and knocked on the chime by himself.

It was the eleven or twelve-year-old boy who glared at me angrily and stuck out his tongue viciously.

I grinned at him, and my eyes fell out of their sockets in halfway, and my tongue was like the letter of a viper, and its sides were forked, and even my ears became hideous and ugly.

The boy was startled and jumped backwards, hitting the coffin with his whole body.

The lid of the coffin moves back, revealing a dark, tiny slit.

The middle-aged Heavenly Master's face changed, he grabbed the glutinous rice on the offering table with both hands and sprinkled it into the coffin, and at the same time, his eyes were quick, he slapped the coffin lid and pushed it hard.

"Bang!" The coffin lid is returned to its place, and it is tightly sealed.

At this moment, I saw clearly what was going on inside the coffin.

There lay an old woman with white hair, her eyes wide and bloodshot like a toad.

Her mouth was wide open, with no tongue or teeth, and it was empty, black and hollow, and the mucosa in her mouth could not be seen.

Her hands clutched her neck, their wizened hands thinner than a winter branch.

It was as if she had been strangled to death by herself.

Human beings can't strangle themselves, at most they will choke themselves unconscious.

I'm sure that the death of Wang Lan, a famous midwife in these ten miles and eight villages, is absolutely strange.

After the middle-aged Heavenly Master dealt with this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he slapped the young man in the face, making his cheeks red and swollen.

The young man covered his cheeks, his eyes were red, and he apologized tremblingly: "Master, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ......"

"Aye, when you get home, you will ask for thirty sticks."

"Yes!"

The young man didn't dare to refute, but just covered his face and glared at me secretly, obviously taking this note on my head.

I smiled at him like Zhang Geng,, and gasped for breath with a youthful spirit.

After the middle-aged Heavenly Master taught the young man, he asked Zhang Geng to wear a white cloth and then sit on top of the coffin.

Zhang Geng opened his mouth and asked, "Master Wang, how long will I sit in this coffin?" ”

Wang Tianshi, who had two moustaches, didn't even raise his eyelids and said, "Seven days." ”

"Seven days?"

Zhang Geng was shocked, he didn't expect that it would take so long to sit in the coffin.

"What if I want to go to the toilet? Where do I sleep? What if I'm so sleepy that I fall down? ”