Wei Chong was stunned and said, "You are imprisoned, how can you still run to collect apprentices?" Could it be that the yellow-robed Taoist gave him more than one piece of bamboo?

The old ghost was extremely proud, and laughed and said: "It's all chance, good apprentice, come out to meet Wei Chong, one day the two of you work together, you will be able to save the teacher from the cage." ”

In the gate of the ghost domain, a person slowly walked out, dressed in black and masked, with a dashing figure, and his body was covered with yin qi, as if he was a powerful ghost who walked out of the ghost gate.

Wei Chong was shocked when he saw it, and shouted, "Kill Wujie!"

That figure Wei Chong is very familiar, so he recognized it at a glance, this ghost is one of the seven killers of the Ghost Killing Gang, after Feng Huangquan and Wei Chong made a bet, he took the seven killers away, and he didn't expect that Kill Wujie appeared here, and became the apprentice of the old ghost.

Killing Wujie's eyes were cold, and he looked at Wei Chong quietly, although he didn't speak, he seemed to have said a thousand words.

The old ghost floated around excitedly, Wei Chong moved to stop him, and asked, "Old ghost, that yellow-robed Taoist is also your apprentice?"

Killing Wujie is killing the killer of the ghost gang, and it can only be the yellow-robed Taoist who sends it to the old ghost, and now Wei Chong wants to know what the relationship between the yellow-robed Taoist and the old ghost is.

The old ghost said: "What kind of yellow-robed Taoist, Lao Tzu has never heard of it, Wei Chong, for a long time, how is your puppet cultivation going?"

Wei Chong smiled: "I have seen the doorway, thank you old ghost for hanging your teeth!"

The old ghost nodded and smiled: "Very good, you are suitable for practicing puppetry, and Wujie is suitable for learning the Ghost Domain Immortal Book, once the two of you learn and join forces to fight the enemy, you will definitely be able to turn this Ghost Domain upside down, haha!"

Wei Chong frowned slightly, it seems that this old ghost was kept in the dark, he didn't know anything, he just came to learn the arts, and he wouldn't rescue the old ghost, Wei Chong guessed that the seven killers of the Ghost Killing Gang were all hiding and practicing now, just to become stronger, so that they could destroy the Seven Kingdoms of Nanzhan in three years and seize the last two ghost weapons.

It was only at this moment that Kill Wujie took his eyes off Wei Chong and said to the old ghost: "Master, should we tell Wei Chong about our plan?"

The old ghost stopped laughing, turned his head and glared at Kill Wujie, obviously this plan must not be known to Wei Chong.

Kill Wujie quickly retreated, and apologized: "Master forgive the sin, and the apprentice will go to cultivate first." With that, he retreated, disappeared into the gate of the ghost domain.

"Old ghost, what are your plans?" After listening to Kill Wujie's words, Wei Chong finally understood that Kill Wujie approached the old ghost just to complete a terrifying plan, but Kill Wujie deliberately said it, but why?

"Wei Chong, the puppet technique is extremely profound, and it is difficult to make a breakthrough without the guidance of a famous teacher, but do you need me to guide you?" the old ghost avoided answering and deliberately changed the topic.

Wei Chong rejected the old ghost's kindness, said goodbye and left, there was no killing or undisciplined, he didn't ask Wei Zilu about it, his heart was heavy, and the cold eyes of killing Wujie always appeared in front of him.

The years are ruthless, the cultivation is difficult, months have passed, relying on the magic of hell, Wei Chong once again rushed to the late stage of the Jiedan realm, and under the guidance of Gong Yu, the boundless mana obtained from cleaning the hell was all stored by him in the clay sculpture immortal tripod for later use.

Gong Yu also has research on puppetry, Wei Chong encountered a bottleneck that could not be solved, and it was right to consult Gong Yu, Gong Yu did not teach Wei Chong any immortal method, but in the cultivation of the Dan Realm and puppetry, he gave Wei Chong too much help, Wei Chong was grateful, if it weren't for Gong Yu, maybe he had entered the magic path.

Since nothing happened, Wei Chong no longer cared about the plan mentioned by Kill Wujie, after all, there was something more important waiting for him to do at the moment, that is, how to make Du Xiaowu's belly bigger.

Wei Chong didn't know that he had drunk the deer whip soup for a long time, and went to the Rejuvenation Hall again, Doctor Hua was quite satisfied, and only grabbed three pairs of herbs for Wei Chong, and guaranteed that the medicine would be cured and seen with one shot, but after a few months, Du Xiaowu's stomach never moved.

No matter how many times Wei Chong explained, Du Xiaowu couldn't listen to it, and washed her face with tears all day long, seeing that she was getting thinner and thinner, Wei Chong's heart was like a knife, and he ran to the underworld to ask Judge Cui, and Judge Cui naturally would not open this back door for him.

Asking for a son to no avail, Wei Chong was in a low mood, and he walked listlessly in the Seven Emperors Holy Courtyard, when something suddenly came to the side, and when Wei Chong was shocked, the thing had hit his forehead, and when he looked down, it was a ball of cotton.

Although his forehead didn't hurt, his nose smelled strange, just because the cotton was dipped in urine, Wei Chong suppressed his anger and looked up ahead, but saw that Wang Chupang was leading a few people to block this tree-lined path, and his expression was arrogant, obviously looking for trouble.

Wang Chupang patted his belly and said with a sly smile: "Wei Chong, master, I just peed, and it's still hot, how does it taste?"

Wei Chong didn't speak, he looked down at the cotton on the ground, the cotton was wet and disgusting, but the fat Wang on the other side was even more disgusting, and his disguise in hell was undoubtedly successful.

Seeing that Wei Chong didn't get angry, but just walked forward calmly, Wang Chupang was quite puzzled, and mocked: "Wei Chong, you are not a man at all, I heard that you have a beautiful wife, beautiful as a fairy, when will you bring it to make everyone happy?"

Wei Chong lowered his head and moved forward, like a seed, his toes lightly touched the cotton, and the cotton jumped up, and in a flash, it was already attached to Wang Chubby's mouth.

Wang Fatpang's eyes were full of disbelief, he breathed heavily, and almost sucked the urine in the cotton twice, and the smell entered his throat, and he vomited nausea, but his mouth was sealed by cotton, and the filth could not be spit out, and his mouth could not be filled, so in order to avoid his mouth being broken, he had to grit his teeth and swallow the filth into his stomach.

Wang Chubby's fat face was purple and red, his hands were scratching randomly, but the cotton was like growing on his mouth, and he couldn't tear it off, he looked up at Wei Chong, his eyes were full of anger, and he stretched out his hand to signal the little brother next to him, and quickly slaughtered Wei Chong.

There were three people following Wang Chupang, all of whom had sharp mouths and crooked faces, extremely ugly, and when they saw Wang Panpang's gesture, they drew their swords at the same time and rushed towards Wei Chong at the same time.

Wei Chong looked down at the fallen leaves on the ground, and said lightly: "Are you better than Wang Chubby?"

The three of them were stunned, looked back at Wang Fatpang, Wang Fatpang was in pain, tearing cotton with both hands, bending over and jumping, making a strange sound in his throat, and hurriedly turned back, the three of them grabbed the cotton, pulled Wang Fatpang back and forth, and the four of them were pouting their butts, which was quite funny.

Wei Chong walked past them slowly, with a slight wave of his right hand, the cotton fell off suddenly, and the three of them fell to the ground screaming, Wang Chubby also screamed, and the filth sprayed like rain, falling on the faces and bodies of the three people who fell to the ground.

"What are you doing?" he shouted angrily, but he saw a person floating like the wind, his face handsome, but gloomy as a rain cloud, it was Zhuang Thirteen, the supervisor of the Seven Emperors Holy Courtyard.

Zhuang Shisan, as a prison guard, is more like a cleaner, and he can't tolerate the slightest filth in the Seven Emperors Holy Courtyard, and at this moment there is filth all over the place, Wei Chong knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly said: "Senior Zhuang, I just happened to pass by, it's none of my business!"