The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 13 Witchcraft
When facing an unknown opponent, always keep a hole card!
Xu Ping forgot who said it, but he always kept it in his heart.

His biggest trump card is the full of true energy and the paper figurine in the dark.

Without spells to cast, they can only fight hand-to-hand. At this time, it is a good opportunity to get close to the opponent.

Grabbing the fleshy tongue that was about to retract, Xu Ping pretended to be out of strength, his eyes glazed over, and he was taken flying horizontally into the air, and flew straight towards the bloody mouth of the poisonous gu.

Seeing such a scene, Dong Dafang couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief.

Just now seeing Xu Ping wrestling with the toad poison Gu, there was no abnormality in his soul, and he thought he had lost in front of him again.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he relaxed his guard a little, and suddenly noticed a dark wind raging behind him.

Before he could turn around, he was hugged tightly by something, unable to move.

"Whee!"

Weird laughter sounded, Dong Dafang took a closer look, and the ones hugging him turned out to be two paper figurines with blush on their faces and weird smiles.

His face suddenly changed drastically, and he exerted all his strength, but he couldn't break free.

Being able to imprison the walking corpses is so powerful, and how can Dong Dafang be able to get rid of it easily.

When Dong Dafang was wrestling with the paper figurine, Xu Ping's sluggish eyes suddenly brightened, and the moment his mind came back to life, he let go of his meaty tongue with his left hand.

The body passed the toad poison Gu high, and landed in front of Dong Dafang. The copper coin sword in his hand stabbed along the way, sank into the opponent's chest, and quickly retreated.

Only the hilt of the sword shining with golden light was left, exposed above the chest.

"what!"

Dong Dafang screamed.

Under the pain, a cloud of black air surged up the door, the already dark skin became as black as thick ink, and even the facial features became hideous and distorted.

The moment the black air steamed up, Dong Dafang screamed violently, and the copper coin sword was shaken out of his body.

The sound of "Kaka" kept coming, and the paper figurine that surrounded it, before it had time to launch a suicide attack, was also blasted away, like a broken doll, showing tiny cracks one after another on its body.

Xu Ping also staggered as the black air rushed out of his body. He saw Dong Dafang leap, breaking a big hole in the roof, and leaping towards the night.

Xu Ping was about to catch up, but he didn't wait for him to stand still.

The poisonous toad Gu jumped up high, hit Xu Ping's left waist hard, and flew it out. After crashing through the crumbling wall, it rolled to the edge of the pond outside.

The two paper figurines, who were like tattered dolls, naturally couldn't feel the pain. Seeing their master being attacked, they threw themselves into the battlefield again, and rushed towards the poisonous toad Gu on the field, pressing it tightly under their bodies.

"boom!"

The bright yellow flame exploded away, and the toad poison Gu was roasted by the flames, and the poisonous juice exploded all over his body, and when it splashed to the ground, it corroded the ground into pits and dimples.

The toad poison Gu, whose body was engulfed in flames, had already lost all means, and ran wildly in the house in a panic. The dilapidated house collapsed in an instant, and it was crushed under the ruins.

The flame continued to burn.

Under the darkness of night, the wilderness forest was burning with flames, the poisonous Gu gradually stopped moving in the ruins of the flames, and Dong Dafang had nowhere to go.

Holding the copper coin sword, Xu Ping stared blankly at the raging fire burning on the ruins, couldn't help but marvel, and didn't know where Dong Dafang acquired this treacherous voodoo technique.

From this, it can be imagined that in the world of Uncle Jiu, there is not only the small land of Renjia Town, but also a wider and more dangerous world outside.

Thinking like this, Xu Ping couldn't help being taken aback, and was amused.

In his field of vision, smoke curled up, and the Yin-Yang illustrated book reappeared:
Kill evil spirits: Soul Devouring Poison Gu.

Reward: Witchcraft.

……

According to legend, the art of witchcraft originated in southern Xinjiang, and it is a secret method handed down by Chiyou's Jiuli tribe, and the specifics can no longer be studied.

However, because of its treacherous, changeable, sinister and vicious techniques, it has always been rejected by righteous people, and it is called sorcery.

The art of witchcraft is not just playing with bugs, but also includes cursing, disgust, poisonous Gu, etc.

A powerful wizard can even curse the enemy's hair and nails from thousands of miles away, killing people invisible.

After quickly understanding the art of witchcraft, Xu Ping did not take it seriously.

Magic is magic, a great man once said...

Kitchen knives, machetes, pig knives...short swords, long swords, big swords...it depends on how people use them.

He didn't agree with the so-called, holding a sharp knife in his hand, he wanted to kill himself.

Without this kind of psychological burden, Xu Ping looked at it with joy, but at this moment, a weak voice came from beside him.

"Master Xu, thank you for being here."

Xu Ping, who was startled, turned his head to look at Qiu Sheng who was walking from the woods. Seeing his sloppy footsteps and pale lips, he asked without answering, "Qiu Sheng, where is the female ghost?"

The voice just fell.

Qiusheng rolled his eyes, and a beautiful figure floated out from above his head. Standing beside him, it was Dong Xiaoyu's appearance that I still pitied.

"Qiu Sheng, the situation was critical just now, that's why I got on your body to help you force out the poison..."

"Xiaoyu, thank you for saving me just now." Qiu Sheng said with a smile, a little afraid to look at her.

"It was my elder brother who messed up and implicated others in the matter of revenge. You are innocent." Dong Xiaoyu defended his lover.

Dong Dafang was injured and escaped, it would be best to leave here directly, in her opinion, this is the best ending.

Dong Xiaoyu'e frowned slightly, looking at the raging fire in front of her, her heart was full of worries, she never expected that things would develop to this point.

"That Dong Dafang just now is really your brother?" Xu Ping was puzzled because he felt that the brother-sister relationship between them was really sick.

"Brother...wasn't like this before, he was very cheerful and kind." Dong Xiaoyu was still speaking for her elder brother.

It is hard to imagine how hatred can change a person.

Seeing her depressed expression, Qiu Sheng recalled what he heard just now, and his sympathy overflowed: "I'm sorry, Xiaoyu, it's because I didn't meet you sooner, otherwise..."

Only halfway through the conversation, he couldn't continue.

Twenty years ago, the pretty woman in front of me was already slim, but I was still in my infancy. Even if I met him earlier, I would probably just "babble" for milk.

After a moment of silence, the atmosphere was a bit awkward, but it was Dong Xiaoyu who broke the deadlock first: "Qiusheng, don't you despise me?"

This was a matter between the two of them, and Xu Ping was inconvenient to listen in, so he walked aside tactfully, and continued to familiarize himself with the extra witchcraft in his mind.

Listening to gossip is no good for upgrading and learning skills...

Seeing Xu Ping walking away, Qiu Sheng looked embarrassed for a while, but finally insisted on his inner thoughts: "I don't dislike it, but I don't dislike it, it's just..."

Just can't be together anymore, this is a true portrayal of Qiu Sheng's heart, but somehow, when the words came to his lips, he stopped.

It's not that undead knights are not fragrant, it's mainly because the yang energy can't stand it, peony flowers die, and being a ghost is also romantic, these words are just a joke on the lips.

In any case, life matters.

Dong Xiaoyu was like a girl who fell in love for the first time, how could she care so much, her plain hand caressed Qiu Sheng's cheek, her face was full of tenderness.

Feeling the cold touch, Qiu Sheng shivered, and finally decided to tell the whole story: "Xiaoyu, I was very happy when I was with you, but you don't know, my master..."

"Where did the lonely ghost come from, dare to seduce my apprentice..."

"Look at the sword!"

(End of this chapter)