The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 84 Ninth Uncle: I Can't Look Back

"Brother Heng, it's all miscellaneous things that have no value."

Wen Cai looked around in the room, and soon came to report to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng nodded, stuffed the damaged Lingying statue and the soup cup into him, and said bluntly, "Go downstairs and have a look."

downstairs.

Mi Qilian sat on the chair with a big belly, while Mi Nianying stood beside her.

Seeing Zhang Heng and the two going downstairs, Mi Nianying said happily, "Brother Heng, my sister is fine."

"Nonsense, it's just a ghost servant who died. What can happen to your sister, the one in her stomach is the real master."

As Zhang Heng responded, he took out his eye-opening money and wiped it across his eyes.

The next second, I looked at Mi Qilian, and saw that her whole body was shrouded in darkness, and she was full of devilish energy.

"Amazing!"

Zhang Heng opened his eyes and collected the coins, and whispered, "Madam, you don't need to move, I'll check your stomach for you."

Saying that, he reached out and touched Mi Qilian's stomach.

Snapped! !

Before she could touch it, a ray of electric light popped up on Mi Qilian's stomach, directly bouncing Zhang Heng's hand away.

Zhang Heng's eyes were full of surprise, feeling the numbness of his arm, and whispered, "Electricity?"

Normally, lightning is the nemesis of ghosts.

The demon baby in Mi Qilian's belly can actually command thunder and lightning. The origin of this demon baby is probably not simple.

"Brother Heng, how are you?"

Wen Cai was at a loss.

Zhang Heng looked at Mi Qilian's belly, and then at the sword in his hand.

If he could, he would stab him now, the extraordinary level of the Taiping sword should be able to kill the demon baby.

It's just that the demon baby is now living together with Mi Qilian, and if the demon baby dies, I'm afraid Mi Qilian can't live alone.

With the relationship between Uncle Ninth and Mi Qilian, one corpse and two lives, Uncle Ninth must be enchanted, when the time comes.
Zhang Heng didn't dare to think about it any longer.

Even if he had the Taiping Sword in his hand, with his cultivation in the middle stage of Qi training, he would not be able to compete with Uncle Ninth.

After all, Ninth Uncle was not weaker than others in his life, and after eliminating the old man, he was a blessing in disguise, and his Taoism rose sharply.

He was enchanted, and it was useless for Xu Zhenren to come, the old guy on the mountain had to go down Maoshan.

A picture appeared in Zhang Heng's mind.

on the screen.

Ninth Uncle was dressed in red, and his brows were lit up with gossip.

On the other side, the three elders of Maoshan all had white hair and white eyebrows, and behind them stood the younger generation of the seventh son of Maoshan and Zhang Heng, looking at Uncle Jiu with a look of regret: "Ajiu, turn back."

Ninth Uncle laughed wildly: "I can't go back, three uncles, come on."

The picture was so beautiful that Zhang Heng couldn't help shivering.

"Brother Heng, how is it?"

Seeing that Zhang Heng didn't speak, Wen Cai couldn't help but ask again.

"How, what do you say?"

Zhang Heng retracted his gaze and sighed, "I'm afraid there's nothing I can do, so let's wait for the uncle to come."

Zhang Heng's cultivation time was short, and he had never dealt with Lingying before, but he didn't dare to mess around.

After all, Mi Qilian's body is not an ordinary spiritual baby, but a ninth-generation demon baby. Nine is the extremity of the sky. No one can say how powerful it is.

evening.

Jiu Shu came back with Long Nanguang.

Judging by the smile on his face, this trip should be smooth.

"what?"

Seeing everyone sitting in the hall, all of them looked serious, the smile on Uncle Jiu's face disappeared: "Why are you all sitting in the hall, what happened?"

"Uncle Master."

Zhang Heng held the sword in both hands and glanced at the portrait of the baby on the coffee table: "Look at it."

"Spirit baby statue?"

Jiu Shu only glanced at it, and then his eyes narrowed slightly: "No, it's the image of an evil baby!"

After speaking, he picked up the Lingying statue and saw the nine red lines behind him, his expression changed again: "It's a magic baby!"

Turning to look at Zhang Heng: "Where did this demon baby come from?"

Seeing Zhang Heng holding the sword in both hands, Ninth Uncle said with relief: "Don't be nervous, I'm here, so don't worry."

Zhang Heng took a deep look at Ninth Uncle and said bluntly, "I found her from the room of the long-haired maid. She was controlled by the devil baby. As for the devil baby."

Zhang Heng's eyes fell on Mi Qilian's stomach: "You can see if you open your eyes."

"Sister Lian?"

Uncle Jiu was refreshed and hurriedly opened his eyes to look at Mi Qilian.

At a glance, Uncle Ninth took a deep breath and whispered, "This is trouble!"

"Master, what should I do?"

Zhang Heng asked.

"Burn a few talismans first."

Uncle Ninth didn't dare to delay, and immediately said to Mi Nianying, "help your sister go back to the room first."

Mi Qilian touched her stomach and looked back at Jiu Shu three steps at a time.

Long Nanguang, who was on the side, didn't want to be jealous anymore. He stood beside the ninth uncle and asked anxiously, "Douchiying, is my daughter-in-law alright?"

"It's more troublesome than yours."

"You take the powder made from zombie teeth, and you'll be fine when you go back and take a bubble bath."

"Sister Lotus"

Uncle Ninth looked embarrassed: "She has a demon baby in her belly. If she is allowed to give birth to a child, the demon baby will definitely be a disaster. Now the best way is to burn a few talismans to drive this demon baby away. Don't let it be born through the womb."

"Master, is the demon embryo so easy to talk about?"

Wen Cai couldn't help but ask a question.

"If you can't rush, you have to try first."

After the ninth uncle finished speaking, he instructed Zhang Heng: "Aheng, go outside and fold a willow branch, and then bring a bowl of well water."

"Yes, uncle."

Zhang Heng was ordered to leave.

After half an hour.

Everyone gathered in Mi Qilian's room.

Mi Qilian lay on the bed with her stomach exposed, while the ninth uncle held a willow branch and kept beating her with water: "The nectar water on the willow branch can make a drop spread all over the ten directions, and remove the odor and dirt. The field is clean.”

Zhang Heng stood aside.

He shook the copper bell and recited the divine mantra of purifying the heavens and the earth.

Mantra:

Heaven and earth are natural, the filth is scattered, the cave is mysterious, and Taiyuan is swaying.

Mighty gods from all directions, make me natural, Lingbao talismans, and universal notices to the nine heavens.

Ganluodana, Donggang Taixuan, slaying demons and tying evil spirits, saving thousands of ghosts.

Zhongshan God Mantra, Yuan Shi Yuwen, recite it once, cure illness and prolong life.

After a moment.

Chant the mantra once.

Ninth Uncle took out a talisman, flipped it over with his backhand, and the talisman spontaneously ignited, whispering, "Promise to the Heavenly Lord of Rescue the Suffering, save the suffering and bring auspiciousness, and it will be difficult to eliminate disasters and obstacles."

a little.

The talisman was burnt clean.

Accompanied by the upward blue smoke, Mi Qilian let out a breath of black air, and the black air chased after the blue smoke, as if going to the nine heavens.

Whoosh!
next second.

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the black smoke seemed to have thought of something, broke away from the blue smoke and got into Mi Qilian's stomach.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Heng frowned slightly and whispered, "Uncle, the demon baby is too hostile, and he wants to come into the world, so please don't leave at all."

After he finished speaking, he said, "I'm afraid it will be tough."

"No."

Ninth Uncle vetoed: "Lianmei is eight months pregnant, she will die if you force her."

"Master, is there any other way?"

Wen Cai also said, "If Mrs. Long dies, Nianying will definitely be sad."

heard.

Uncle Jiu glared at Wen Cai.

Wen Cai shrank his neck in fright.

Originally, he should have stood aside and recited the mantra with Zhang Heng, but he forgot how to recite the Jingtiandi mantra, which almost made Uncle Jiu mad.

"There is a specialization in art."

"Teaching about Mi, raising baby spirits is Aunt Zhe's specialty. I'm not good at that."

The ninth uncle turned around in the room, and then said to Zhang Heng: "Ah Heng, in my tone, go to the telegraph office and send a telegram to Wuhua, telling Aunt Zhe that I am in trouble and asking her to come overnight. Be sure to get there as soon as possible."

"Yes, uncle."

Zhang Heng left after speaking.

"Brother Heng, let me accompany you. It's time for the telegraph office to get off work. I know all the people on duty."

"Ok?"

Zhang Heng thought to himself, how do you know who is on duty today?
Turning to Mi Nianying's attribute of 'purifying all beings', she was embarrassed to ask, after all, there were so many people in the room that it would be bad to make a blush.

"Well, let's go."

Zhang Heng picked up the sword and walked out without looking back.

"Brother Heng, I'll go with you too."

Wen Cai also wanted to follow.

"You stay."

Zhang Heng rejected Wen Cai's kindness.

Wen Cai looked at him pitifully, but because of the presence of Uncle Jiu, he didn't dare to say anything else after all.

Outside the Grand Marshal's Mansion.

"Brother Heng, can you read palmistry?"

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Mi Nianying looked at Zhang Heng with a smile.

"will not."

Zhang Heng said without thinking.

"Then what will you do?"

Mi Nianying moved towards Zhang Heng, and touched Zhang Heng's Taiping sword with his small hand: "Brother Heng, this sword is so hard."

Zheng!
Zhang Heng pulled out his sword: "I will kill, do you want to watch?"

"No, no."

Mi Nianying shivered when the cold light flashed on the sword.

"Drive, drive faster."

Zhang Heng held the sword and closed his eyes.

buzzing.
The car was driving on the road, and there was not a single pedestrian on the street.

After more than ten minutes of driving, Zhang Heng suddenly opened his eyes: "Stop!"

crunch
The car stopped suddenly, and the driver asked unexpectedly, "Mr. Zhang, what's the matter?"

"How far is the Grand Marshal's Mansion from the telegraph office?"

"It's not too far."

The driver replied.

Zhang Heng said coldly, "Don't you think this road is a little longer?"

"Yes."

Mi Nianying looked out the window: "Why is this road so long, and I haven't gone out for ten minutes?"

crunch
Pushing open the car door, Zhang Heng got out of the car with his sword in his arms.

woo woo woo.
A gust of wind blew, Zhang Heng stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and he saw a piece of paper.

L.

A horn sounded in the ear.

Zhang Heng looked ahead and saw a group of mourners wearing white clothes, carrying coffins, singing and dancing, walking towards this direction.

In the next second, there was another movement behind him.

Turning around and looking, at the other end was a group of people wearing red clothes and carrying large sedan chairs.

"You dare to show off your little tricks!"

Zhang Heng snorted coldly, stepped on Qixing, and drew out his sword: "Please help me, General Ren Gong!"

After speaking, the tip of the sword pointed to the funeral procession.

"Blow the wind!"

woo woo woo woo
With Zhang Heng as the center, the yellow wind in the sky swept away the funeral procession.

In the blink of an eye, the paper figures were swept up into the sky by the gust of wind, and they were torn to shreds in the blink of an eye.

"Please help me, General Di Gong!"

Zhang Heng drank again, and pointed his sword to the welcoming team: "Call the rain!"

Crash.

It was pouring rain.

Yellow raindrops fell to the ground, and the flowers, plants and trees withered and died as soon as they touched the ground.

The welcoming team was swept away by the rain and began to melt in an instant.

Zhang Heng took a closer look and saw that there were actually branches, corn stalks, sorghum stalks, and dummies filled with hay under the red auspicious clothes.

"When the year is in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!"

Zhang Hengbao swung his sword horizontally and pointed at the sky sharply: "Please help me, General Tiangong!"

Boom! !
A thunderbolt slammed down and hit the Taiping Sword.

Zhang Heng stepped on the seven stars and slashed out at the space around him: "Break!"

Click! !
A gap opened in the space, and then it shattered like a mirror.

When you look at it, there is no path here, it is clearly a cemetery, with a dozen dummies lying down on both sides of the tomb.

"Humph!"

Zhang Hengbao put his sword back in its sheath and snorted coldly, "I don't know the number of days, and I don't know me."

(End of this chapter)