Creation of Animals in the Extermination of Corpses and Ghosts in Xiangxi

As expected, Wang Xianqiao had thoroughly grasped the terrain of the room, Tang Fang couldn't help but secretly admire him, it would be impossible for him to be so careful, and fortunately, he acted first and trapped this person. Let him use him for himself, otherwise, if he becomes an enemy, Tang Fang will probably be pestered by him like a fight, and this person can definitely become his nightmare.

However, with Wang Xianqiao's disposition, it's not a miracle that he can't hit back or scold him. Since they got along these days, Wang Xianqiao never mentioned the matter of breaking the curse. Could it be that he is willing to be driven by himself?Or does this person have a bigger conspiracy?

After getting along day and night for so long, Tang Fang regarded this unpredictable person as a friend from the bottom of his heart. In this world, Tang Fang asked himself, there are not many friends that he can really make friends with.

The three of them quickly found a remote abode, probably because the golden-eyed tribute teacher had specially explained it, so the place looked very clean, there was not even a single person, which greatly facilitated the three of them's actions.

The room still had windows made of old-fashioned wallpaper. Wang Xianqiao drooled a little with ease, and made a small hole in the paper window. There is a huge picture of the status and karma of the true spirit, and a big red candle is burning next to it, making the whole room blood red.

In front of the shrine, there is a dim oil lamp, emitting a pungent smell.Wang Xianqiao whispered: "Did you see it now?"

Tang Yi was slightly taken aback, but still kept silent, Wang Xianqiao sighed and said, "It's okay if you don't give up until Huangquan, let's take your time, this night will be very long."

The voice sounded, and the golden-eyed tribute master quickly appeared in the eyes of the three of them. It seemed that the man had discovered something, opened and closed his slightly closed eyes, and looked outside vigilantly. He took out three charms from his bosom, all of which were more than gold in color, and said to Tang Fang and the others: "Don't swallow it in your mouth."

The three of them quickly swallowed the talisman, and Tang Fang couldn't help but thought: "I wish you the talisman, how rare is the golden talisman, this Wang Xianqiao is lucky, for him, the golden Hades paper is like a tattered thing on the street vendor, and it is not worth it at all." Things, it really seems rich and powerful.

"Now I can talk." Wang Xianqiao said with a smile, "My thing is the best, let alone we are outside the house, even if I take off my clothes in front of him now, humming eighteen touches, the shabby Gongshi will not notice Mine. Back then, men relied on this thing to travel across the world, and it was tried and tested.”

"He's a thief even when he's powerful." Tang Fang said disdainfully.

Wang Xianqiao was not ashamed but proud and said: "That is, back then, black and white, six avenues, Zhu You thirteen veins, who would not tremble three times when they heard my prince's name."

Sure enough, the golden-eyed tribute master just felt something was wrong, and quickly relaxed his vigilance, but he still did not feel at ease and searched the house routinely. After confirming that there were no people nearby, he breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the tribute platform. , took out a coffin from under the tribute platform with his backhand, shook his backhand, actually stood up the coffin, and then patted it with his hand, a dead body inside appeared in front of the eyes of the three of them.

I saw a woman's mummy sleeping in the coffin, her figure had already withered, only her clothes and skin were left, and there was only a bulge on the woman's abdomen, which looked like she was pregnant.

The woman was wearing a red padded jacket, which looked as if she had been stained with blood.

Wang Xianqiao explained: "This is the soul wrapped in red clothes. Everyone knows that people cannot wear red clothes when they die, because the soul will not be saved after death, but will become a ghost. From imprisoning the three souls and seven souls of the dead baby into his body, preventing him from being reborn—what is this poor tribute master going to do?"

A puzzled look appeared on Wang Xianqiao's face, and he murmured to himself, "It's strange, this poor tribute master should have his own natal ghost boy, and it's impossible for a tribute master who just started out to start from the very beginning of soul refining, Could it be..."

Wang Xianqiao shook his head and said, "Do you understand?"

Tang Fang and Tang Yi shook their heads together, and Wang Xianqiao said sadly: "The saddest thing in this world is to talk to two idiots. This will only limitlessly lower your IQ. I was wrong."

Tang Fang glared at Wang Xianqiao. This kid was getting more and more courageous, and he dared to make fun of himself. Wang Xianqiao quickly pointed to the room and said, "Look, look, the fun is about to begin!"

Sure enough, Master Na Gong took out a small knife of simple color from his arms and stabbed it in the abdomen of the woman, like cutting tofu with a knife, without spattering a single bit of blood, and the man stretched out like an eagle's claw. He reached into the woman's arms, and sure enough, a baby the size of three or five fists was held in his hands.

Tang Yi saw that his lips were gradually turning purple. All of this was exactly the same as the method of raising ghosts in black clothes that was mentioned in Wang Xianqiao's house at that time. Could it be that his ahzan was really...

How could he do such a crazy thing!

The corner of Wang Xianqiao's mouth showed a slight smile. How could he not understand what was going on in Tang Yi's mind because he was an old man, and said indifferently: "Little friend, take a good look and see what kind of thing your beloved master is."

The golden-eyed tribute master flicked his hands, and the light on the shrine suddenly rose three feet, and the smell from the oil lamp became more and more unpleasant. The man lifted the dead baby high, took out a red rope and tied the baby's head Binding her feet together, Wang Xianqiao explained: "This is called a soul-locking ring, and it's a place where virgins are used to descend into the yin..." Speaking of which, he found that there were some topics that were not suitable for children, so he coughed twice and said: "Ahem, Keke with a virgin, it is woven and as thin as a rat's tail, and it will have the effect of locking the soul. He used this thing on the baby, so that he could not touch the sky, and could not enter the ground. Trapped to death in my own hands, the three souls cannot go to the sky, and the seven souls cannot go to the ground, which is a bit too much."

While speaking, I saw the golden-eyed tribute master slapping the baby on the back suddenly, the baby opened his eyes suddenly, and let out a cry, the golden-eyed tribute master had quick hands and eyes, and slammed on the baby's back. Something was stuck in the baby's throat, and the baby stopped crying.

A stream of white air spewed out from the baby's mouth, and the golden-eyed tribute master sucked it all into his mouth and nose, Wang Xianqiao said: "The last breath of innate qi after the baby's death is pure yang. Extremely, it is of great benefit to practice. Many tribute masters rely on this breath to practice Taoism. It is extremely sinister, little boy, if you become his apprentice, taking a sip every day will also be extremely refreshing .” After speaking, he patted Tang Yi, who was covered in goose bumps all over his body.

"Did you see the chicken bone inserted into the dead baby's throat? This is the clavicle bone, which was taken from the throat of a rooster. This thing has strong yang energy, and it is the best for shaking ghosts."

Tang Fang thought for a while, and it seemed that Wang Yunguang had used this thing to suppress zombies before. Many methods in the Taoist sect lead to the same goal by different routes, so it is not difficult to understand.

"This dilapidated tribute master is about to start harvesting spirits." Wang Xianqiao laughed, and the flesh and blood tribute master Anna Jinyan brought the dead baby in front of the oil lamp, put his chin on the oil lamp and roasted it non-stop. The oil dripped into the oil lamp, and with every drop, the light would flicker on and off, the dead baby's body would have red light, white light, and clear light, changing constantly, Tang Yi couldn't take his eyes off him, he didn't dare to breathe.

"It's almost time to refine the soul." Wang Xianqiao closed his eyes and said familiarly, "This is a thorough transformation of the baby's soul, so that it will finally give in helplessly because of pain and fear after struggling in vain. , so that the person who refines the soul is recognized as the master, this method is a very difficult and painful process for the soul. But once it succeeds, it will never change until the person who refines the soul is gone."

The man took out two things from his bosom, each in a transparent bottle soaked in a yellowish liquid, opened the bottle, Jinyan Gongshi took out a long needle from it, and pointed at it sharply. The top of the baby's head slammed down!

The baby's originally dark eyes suddenly became bright again, a blue smoke slowly leaked out from the sky, and after the smoke cleared, the size of the baby began to change, becoming smaller and smaller, and finally shrunk to fist size.The man took out a tinfoil paper from his pocket, and quickly folded it into the shape of a child. When he took a closer look, he found that his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Wang Xianqiao's.

Seeing this, Wang Xianqiao couldn't help shaking his head, pointing and saying: "Tang Yi, did you see that, people don't hurt a tiger's heart, but a tiger hurts one's heart. I originally let him go, but you, a poor master, are here I'm playing tricks behind my back. Do you want to trap me, Wang Xianqiao, to death with such a simple way? Hehe, it seems that this golden-eyed tribute master didn't take my Great Ancestor Wang seriously."

After finishing speaking, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "Okay, if you are playing dirty with me, lower your head, you have been tender for 800 years! But that's okay, today, Immortal Wang will play with you well."

After finishing speaking, Wang Xianqiao stretched his waist, and said: "The foreplay is over, let's wash up and go to sleep, there will be a grand finale later, let's see how I deal with this ignorant and shabby tribute master!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored the two of them and walked straight back.

Tang Fang knew that Wang Xianqiao had a heart of vengeance, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth just now showed that he, Immortal Wang, really wanted to kill.

Although this golden-eyed tribute master is powerful, but he met this thousand-year-old monster. If someone opened the market, Tang Fang would definitely bet all his belongings to buy Wang Xianqiao to win.However, the Golden-Eyed Tribute is also a terrifying existence. Under the secret battle between the two, although there is not a trace of blood, the danger inside may only be known to the two of them.

Tang Yi went back to the house, but how could she fall asleep, the sorcery of the golden-eyed tribute master just now appeared in her mind, thinking of the woman whose belly was ripped open and the child pierced with bone needles, she couldn't help but tremble all over her body. Chill, if I am Zan is really like the big villain and villain in that kid's mouth, isn't I... No wonder Uncle Tang has never given himself a good face during this period of time, and his feelings have already...

Uncle Tang won't want me...

At a very young age, Tang Yi experienced for the first time the complex emotions of an adult. She originally only had to learn from a teacher, and then learn the skills well, and "traveling the rivers and lakes" with Uncle Tang is the dream that all girls would have, but she never thought that she would How can I recognize a big villain as my master, Uncle Tang is a god, and hates evil like a vengeful, this time I can be regarded as "going astray" as my grandfather often said, if so...

Tang Yi was anxious and hated, for fear that Tang Fang would annoy him because of this matter, plus, now that Tang Fang had a child around his own age, would Tang Fang "transfer his love" and stop putting Seriously.

Tang Yi, who was lying on the bed, couldn't help but think of the words that his grandfather often whispered in his ear when he was still immature: Son, you have to remember, although we are not considered big men in Zhu Youzhong , there is no way to compare with the four families of Wang, Wei, Fang, and Wu, but you must also remember that our activities of walking dead are also a matter of accumulating good fortune and good fortune, in order to let the dead rest in peace. You people, if you use the technique of expelling corpses for evil ways in the future, I will die with regret!

Tang Yi tossed and turned, stood up unknowingly, squatted in the corner, and began to cry.

But alas, Tang Yi couldn't help thinking of the days when he met this golden-eyed tribute master.That day, as usual, she waited quietly for Tang Fang in the mansion. When she was free, she liked to hold things like sticks in her hands, and practiced her own Tang's marksmanship, which made the hired aunt a while There was a burst of laughter.

Suddenly an uninvited guest came over that day, looked at Tang Yi for a long time, and then said calmly: "Do you want to practice Taoism?"

Tang Yi wiped the sweat off his face, looked at the squinting lama in white knotted dove clothes, his eyes showed a trace of vigilance, but he still said politely: "Hi, grandpa, my name is Tang Yi, although I really want to cultivate, but I already have an uncle, my uncle is a great hero, a great god, he will teach me, but I still thank Grandpa."

"Your uncle is Tang Fang?"

"Do you know my uncle?" Tang Yi cried out, "Are you my uncle's friend? Can you see my uncle? If you see my uncle, can you ask her, he When will you pick me up, I'm so bored waiting here..."

The lama in Jiuyi turned a deaf ear to Tang Yi's words, and just said indifferently: "Tang Fang, I heard that he is very powerful, and recently he became the suzerain of Zhu You. He is considered a remarkable figure in the Central Plains. If I have time, I really want to take care of it." Meet him for a while, look at your Xiangxi Zhuyou lineage, after 30 years, is it still like what my master said, there are still transcendent characters, but..." At this point, the man sighed He took a sip, "Xiangxi Zhuyou Wei's family, since being cursed by Yan Shuqin, the king of the world, has declined to such an extent that they still need outsiders to support their appearance."

"What," Tang Yi thought he heard it wrong, and hurriedly screamed, "My uncle has become Zhu You's suzerain?!" Like an unattainable existence, he can only look up to him. He remembered that when he was a child, his grandfather once talked to him. He once had a relationship with the Suzerain Zhu You, and he admired him. If it wasn't for Zhu You There are rules in the book, and his grandfather is afraid that he must enshrine that member of the Wei family and pay homage to him three sticks of incense every day.

Later, after hearing that the Suzerain Zhu You disappeared, Grandpa was still very depressed for several years. Since then, he seldom did anything with his feet. Relying on his own Zhu You's witchcraft, he became a barefoot doctor in the countryside.Leave all the walking to Dad.

Unexpectedly now, the person who made grandpa admired to the extreme was actually replaced by Tang Fang. Why didn't Tang Yi cheer and be overjoyed? The lama in Jiuyi looked at Tang Yi carefully, and said after a long time: " If you practice Taoism with me, I guarantee you to become a top figure in the Central Plains Taoism within ten years."

"Ten years!" Tang Yi's heart fluttered violently, but she hesitated for a moment. She is not very old, but she also understands that there is no good thing in the world, so she asked, "Why do you want me to be your apprentice? I don't have any money to give you." ah."

The lama in Jiuyi sighed, and said: "My lineage of tribute masters, now the number of people is withered, and I don't want to pass the tribute art of the Central Plains to the small children of Nanyang, their talents are too poor, if it is passed on to them, it will simply ruin this school Fa, this time I came to the Central Plains, I have some personal matters to deal with, but more importantly, I want to choose a talented and intelligent person to inherit my mantle, and after I die, according to the rules of my Gongmen, redeem For my sin, save my soul from flying away."

"Gong?" Tang Yi was slightly taken aback, and said, "What is tribute?"

Lama Jiuyi opened his eyes slightly, and shot out a ray of light, proudly said: "The five evils in the world are judges, tributes, insects, corpses, and animals. My tribute sect ranks second, and I am still in the line of Zhuyou Qushi." In the past, apart from judges, our tribute masters are the most powerful in the world. It’s just that more than 20 years ago, in order to avoid the catastrophe of my life, I had to travel across the ocean. It’s been almost 30 years. Maybe the world has already forgotten the existence of our tribute masters. ..." Having said this, the lama couldn't help but look sad and sentimental.

Although Tang Yi didn't understand, he still tilted his head and listened carefully, as if the old man sounded very powerful, he tilted his head and asked, "What skills do you have?"

"Ghost masters can walk thousands of miles away, while my tribute master can take people's heads from thousands of miles away. Who do you think is better?"

As he said that, the lama took out a necklace from his bosom, handed it to Tang Yi, and said: "If you want to enter my school, first wear this necklace around your neck, and learn from me later. After ten years, I will protect you You have only one chance to become the top figure in the Taoist sect, if you miss it, it will be too late to regret it."

Tang Yi stared at the lama, hesitantly said: "Can I really cultivate very well in the future? Can I be as good as Uncle Tang Fang? If I complete the cultivation, can I walk the rivers and lakes with Uncle Tang Fang? "

The lama smiled slightly and said: "If you can enter the blue-eyed state within five years, and enter the golden-eyed state after ten years, you can keep pace with the rising star of Zhuyou. , although my tribute family has not produced a transcendent figure for a long time, but you are so rare, it is very rare, my tribute master relies on a pair of eyes for food, I will not be wrong."

Tang Yi thought about it, took the necklace with great care, and said silently in his heart: "Uncle Tang Fang, ten years later, I will definitely become a person like you, and I won't let you worry about me anymore... "