The nets of nets of the nets tightly wound around the Three Corpse True Monarchs, and some of the silk threads were deeply strangled into the bodies of the Three Corpse True Monarchs, as if they were going to tear him to pieces, and the raging flames burned out the stench, and Prince Xiaolong hurriedly pinched his nose with his hands.

The bald monk ignored the smell, but leaned down and said, "Little San, we can't kill you, you have a priesthood."

As soon as he heard that he would not kill, the three corpse true monarchs were pardoned, nodded and said, The master quickly accepted your magical powers. Ask what I answer.

Who told you to let the three corpses and nine worms indiscriminately, a terrible calamity? Prince Xiaolong stabbed the three corpses Zhenjun with the tip of his gun.

A groan. The face of the Three Corpse True Monarchs was distorted, and the words in his mouth were vague, it was Huang Ying Niangniang.

Who is behind the yellow warbler? Leng Chunqiu said coldly.

It is the lonely lady of Baitou Mountain, and Huang Ying specially looks for the innocent girl who weaves a lonely and ruthless web in the world for the lonely lady.

Have you ever been to Baektu Mountain and seen Lady Lonely Fall?" asked Wushi Sanren.

Haven't been. I've never seen Mrs. Lonely before. Only Huang Ying Niangniang knows how to enter Baektu Mountain. Listening to the little yellow warbler, even if you go to Baitou Mountain, you may not be able to see Mrs. Xiaoluo. Because Madame Lonely has cultivated into a Shadow Villa. The way in and out is known only to one's own people.

The bald monk said with a smile, he didn't expect this white-haired demon to be so powerful now. Let me ask you again, what is your ruse, and why do you indulge in three corpses and nine insects for no reason?

Three corpses Zhenjun said, I indulged the three corpses and nine insects, causing people to suffer from three corpses and nine worms, Huang Ying Niangniang used demon magic to deceive the trust of the villagers, saying that she could cure the three corpses and nine worms, she received incense and increased mana, I indulged the three corpses and nine insects, and absorbed more people's blood and food.

Stop it. Prince Xiaolong stepped on it.

Leng Chunqiu tugged on Wu Zhen's shoulders and watched coldly. What he thought in his heart was to hurry up and treat Wu Zhen's illness and hurry back to Fusheng Lane, where there was still a crisis that had not yet been resolved.

Wushi is scattered, and now it is known that Fan Yumei was arrested and taken to Baitou Mountain, and only Huang Ying Niangniang knows the entrance and exit of Baitou Mountain. We're going to find Huang Ying Niangniang next.

When I was a child, I used a slingshot to hit the birds on the tree, no matter what Huang Ying Niangniang, Bailing Mother-in-law, watch my little bald master show his skills, and catch Huang Ying in a golden cage.

You just blow it, have time for you to brag, wipe your snot away. Prince Xiaolong and the bald monk are a little bit neither big nor small, one is that the age difference is not too much, and the other is that the bald monk is naturally casual and can afford to joke.

The bald monk sucked his nose a few times, and said in a sneering voice, it's not that the little monk doesn't like to be clean, it's that it's cold, you see this winter, your hands and feet will be frostbitten, not to mention my master's two strands of snot.

After saying that, I laughed first.

Wushi Sandao, Three Corpses Zhenjun, you have been captured by us, and quickly collected the three corpses and nine worms on Wu Zhen's body, and collected all the three corpses and nine worms of the nearby villagers.

The three corpses are true Jun Nuonuo, and he will no longer bargain.

Wu Zhen woke up suddenly, as if waking up from a dream.

Leng Chunqiu's hand held Wu Zhen's hand tightly.

Brother Wu, you finally woke up.

Beside him were Leng Chunqiu, Wushi Sanren, and his cousin, and the crackling sound on the ground was the three corpses Zhenjun, but one end of the fire net was in the hands of a monk who crossed the river with snot.

Ahem, I don't know. Once born and twice ripe, I solemnly introduce myself, the bald monk, the bald donkey.

At that moment, Leng Chunqiu made it clear that the ghost fire burned the zombie array and the nuclear boat crossed the sea of blood.

Wu Zhen sighed with emotion, a big war disappeared, but he spent it in a daze, didn't help, and almost injured his own people by mistake.

Wushi Sandao, Xiao Bald, didn't you make a special trip to save people this time, did you?

It's easy, it's just easy. I'm a bald monk who always beats me upright.

So where did you come from and where are you going?

I came from where I came and went where I went. The bald monk took a sharp start.

Speak well, Prince Xiaolong said.

I have come from hell and am looking for his apprentice for Master Happy Ancestor.

Who is his apprentice?

Not him, not him, not him. The bald monk's finger clicked at the three corpses of the Prince of Leng Chunqiu Xiaolong.

The Word is him. It was Wu Zhen.

Wu Zhen was stunned, how could it be me?

Providence so. The bald monk pretended to be deep.

Wushi Sandao, Xiao Bald, let's get out of here quickly, there are still many things to do.

What about this junior?

Let him go, he's a god. Wu Zhendao.

The bald monk said, just listen to the junior brother. This is what it is, it's about the junior brother.

Put away the Nether Ghost Fire Net, and the Three Corpse True Monarchs didn't turn their heads back, and ran away.

At this time, the sky was bright, and a red scarf was gradually moving away on the icy riverbank.

A round of red sun rose, but it was really a red sun, and the red slowly climbed, just to the treetops.

Wushi scattered people but said, what is the way to die, and the body is the same mountain. It is Tao Yuanming's poem.

He slowly sat on the ground, put the Liangqin on his lap, and after a night of fighting, the Liangqin was not damaged. Holding the strings in his hand, he said, you came last night, you left last night. Between coming and going, a fate is extinguished.

The sound of the piano sounded, it was a song "From Here Return", poignant and sorrowful, high is long and sad, low is deep and sad.

Wu Zhen heard compassion from it.

The bald monk has also been configured, and he no longer cares at all, but recites the Buddha with his palms together:

If there are men and women who do not cultivate good causes in their lives, they create many sins. At the end of their lives, the dependents will receive one out of seven for the sake of welfare and all the sacraments, and six points of merit for the living. For this reason, good men and women in the future and present will learn from themselves and share their own gains.

Wu Zhen really heard it, it was the "Dizang Bodhisattva Wish Sutra".

The wind is in the treetops, everything is solemn, only to hear the scriptures from the mouth of the bald monk one by one, just like a round beads, strung together, in front of the eyes to form a bright Buddha statue, as if there is nothing.

Wu Zhen couldn't help but be quiet. I hope that last night, the zombie carrion corpse and white bone skeleton that fought with him will be safe from now on after being burned. Rather than being detained.

The first time Prince Xiaolong saw the bald monk so solemn, he was not used to it, but when the bald monk recited the scriptures, he also suddenly felt the impermanence of life, and couldn't help but hold the Yajiao gun tightly. Looking at Wu Zhen in a daze, he felt something.

For a while, the music was played, and after the scriptures were recited, everyone was relieved.

Prince Xiaolong said, Master Xiaobald, you said that the golden cage caught Huang Ying, I don't know how to catch it?

Heavenly secrets must not be revealed. The bald monk did not answer positively. Prince Xiaolong said again, scatter people, it's better to cut off the three corpses of my cousin first. It's still close to helping relatives, reliable. Five stones scatter humanity and cut off three corpses, which can be solved by Shou Gengshen, and seven Shou Gengshen can cut off three corpses. It just takes time, and my three-corpse rune is a quick one.

From today on, Wu Zhen will cut off the three corpses, and the road of cultivating immortals will go further. Everyone left the river bank and went to the Huangying Niangniang Temple.

Looking from afar, in the icy and snowy plains, a tall green poplar, under the green poplar is the Huangying Niangniang Temple. Although it is not yet fully completed, it is majestic.

Outside the temple, there are many electric cars, bicycles, and motorcycles, which is like a temple fair, crowded with men, women and children.

It seems that Huang Ying Niangniang is very capable of demagoguery, and in just a few days, there are already such believers.

The bald monk said, what believers, we Chinese people, if we can help him, he will believe it, and if you can't help him, you won't believe anything.

Prince Xiaolong said, Xiaobald, what you said is wrong, don't you have sincerity?

Wu Zhendao, of course there is sincerity, I heard that the believers of Tibetan Tantra have knocked to the Potala Palace step by step.

That's not our people. Leng Chunqiu said.

Prince Xiaolong still grabbed a question, that is, how to catch the yellow warbler, so he asked again.

The little bald monk said that it all relied on Brother Wu's help.

Wu Zhen was surprised, I don't know what medicine is sold in the gourd, bald monk?