Those years when I was a corpse guard in Yizhuang

Chapter 365 One-horned Black Skull!
Hearing this, the bronze statue monk stood with one hand in front of him, and gave a slight salute to Li Yu, expressing his gratitude.

Seeing that Li Yu was not angry, Mrs. Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and turned sideways to let the two of them enter the yard.

"The next Chang Huan, a person from Yujing City, dare to ask where is the Daoist Immortal Mountain?!"

Ren Changhuan looked at Li Yu, and seeing his young and handsome appearance, he couldn't help feeling a little hostile towards him.

Li Yu could see his thoughts, and said lightly: "It's just a nobody in the poor way, Mr. Ren doesn't need to bother trying to test me. After this matter, you take your Yangguan way, and I take my single-plank bridge."

"Uh"

Ren Changhuan choked on these words, and immediately understood that Li Yu had seen his thoughts. He was a little annoyed and was about to sarcastically, but when he saw Li Yu's seemingly calm eyes, he felt a chill down his spine for some reason. .

The next words can no longer be said.

Li Yu ignored him and followed Mrs. Qian directly into the room.

Finally, the bronze statue of the monk did not speak from beginning to end, but looked at Li Yu with a bit of doubt and fear.

Soon, Li Yu saw a little girl who was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

It was Madam Qian's daughter, Qianqian.

Compared with the last time Li Yu saw Qian Qianqian at this time, he was obviously haggard and thinner, and his eye sockets were a little dark.

In the depths of Li Yu's eyes, a gleam of five-color brilliance flickered faintly. He glanced at Qian Qianqian, paused for a moment at the place where the collarbone was down in front of him, and then disappeared.

He frowned, as if he saw something.

"Qianqian, Qianqian! Wake up!"

Madam Qian stepped forward to pick up her daughter, her face was full of distress and sorrow.

Qian Qianqian was woken up in a daze, with sleepiness and confusion on her face, she murmured: "Mom, I'm so sleepy, just now I had a dream again, and I dreamed of a scary weirdo, that weirdo is still there." He wanted to chase me and bit my hand."

Saying that, Qian Qianqian stretched out her white and tender palm, which didn't have any wounds, but the little girl said, "It still hurts a little bit now."

"Qianqian, mother has invited two experts, and I can cure you of the strange disease that caused you to have nightmares later."

Madam Qian hugged her daughter distressedly and comforted her.

"mother"

Qian Qianqian wanted to say something, but when he saw Li Yu and the others at the door of the room, especially the tall and powerful bronze monk, he immediately shrank his head.

On the other hand, Li Yu, who had met once, had nothing unusual about her.

As for the malicious Ren Changhuan, she was directly ignored by the innocent little girl.

She nodded gently and said nothing obediently.

"Madam Qian, how about going to the courtyard?"

Li Yu looked at the somewhat cramped room and suggested.

"Okay." Madam Qian nodded.

Several people came to the yard.

Madam Qian looked at Li Yu and the bronze statue monk, and said hesitantly, "Master Li Daochang bronze statue, you guys."

"Amitabha, if you don't mind Li Daoyou, why don't you let the poor monk see how this little benefactor is doing?"

The bronze monk clasped his hands together and looked at Li Yu.

"I have no objection, master please."

Li Yu gently raised his hand and signaled with a smile.

The bronze statue monk nodded calmly: "Thank you!"

Then, he took a step forward and took out a string of Buddhist beads with his other hand.

The whole body of this string of Buddhist beads has a dark purple color, and some Sanskrit characters are engraved on the surface. Inspired by the bronze monk, this string of Buddhist beads floated out of thin air and floated on Qian Qianqian's forehead, emitting a faint soft Buddha light, and Qian Qianqian Qianqian was enveloped in it.

In this ray of Buddha's light, Qian Qianqian's expression obviously relaxed a lot, and she fell asleep peacefully.

"Master, this."

Madam Qian held her daughter and said worriedly.

"Don't worry, Layman Qian, you'll be fine."

The bronze monk just shook his head without explaining anything.

Then, he pinched the Buddha seal with his hands, and the light emitted by the Buddha beads became more intense.

And under this light like melted gold, some changes happened to Qian Qianqian.

Slightly below her collarbone, a vague shadow emerged, filled with a strange and cold aura.

As the Buddha's light shines, this shadow becomes increasingly clear.

It was a black skeleton with a single horn. It looked very ferocious, and it was obviously just a mark, or a curse, but at this moment it was like a living thing, looking at everyone in the field with hatred.

Madam Qian was both surprised and delighted. She was surprised that the imprint was too weird and frightening. She was delighted that the supernatural powers of the bronze monk seemed to be quite effective, and it seemed that there was hope to solve the troubles her daughter encountered.

The bronze statue of the monk looked serious, as if he had noticed the difficulty of this mark.

Ren Changhuan, on the other hand, looked at Li Yu with a proud and provocative look when he saw the bronze statue of the monk displaying his might.

But when the mark of the one-horned black skull appeared, his face turned pale with fright, and he quietly took a few steps back.

As for Li Yu, he was always smiling, but when the one-horned black skull looked at him, five colors of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and a touch of fear flashed across the one-horned black skull's face.

On the contrary, the bronze statue monk thought that his magical powers of subduing demons had an effect. He let out a deep drink, and the magic seal in his hand changed, condensing a vajra-like mark, full of majesty, heaviness, and sacred charm, shining with a strong golden light , smashed fiercely towards the one-horned black skull.

A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the one-horned black skull, and he opened his mouth and let out a long roar. Although there was no sound, there were circles of black magic light ripples attacking the vajra.

The vajra symbolizes hardness and invincibility, but the bronze monk's cultivation is not a golden elixir-level Buddhist cultivator, but this black magic light is not only strange and unpredictable, but its essence of power is also higher than that of the vajra.

Washed by the black magic light of the Vajra Pestle, the light quickly dimmed. The bronze statue of the monk looked pale, and quickly changed his hand, but it was too late. Turned into a point of light and disappeared.

The bronze monk's supernatural powers were broken, his face suddenly turned pale, he stepped back a few steps, and then stood firm, clasped his hands together, and looked at the one-horned skeleton with a more dignified gaze.

Seeing this, Mrs. Qian felt vaguely disappointed, but she still expressed concern: "Master, are you okay?"

"Amitabha."

The bronze statue monk looked a little hesitant, and finally said: "I have disappointed Layman Qian. This mark is too dangerous. Its power is extremely high in nature. The poor monk is not strong enough to get rid of it. If my uncle comes, there will be some dangers." Get rid of it with great certainty."

Madam Qian's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help asking: "Oh? Where is this master's uncle now?"

(End of this chapter)