Lord Buddha, don't laugh, Madam dug your ancestral grave

Chapter 17 Can Someone Break Your Magic Circle?

Wen Yang smiled, waved his plain hand, and fixed them in place with the ghost lock charm, "In this case, you can wait for me here."

Chen Yan wanted to say more, but she opened her mouth but couldn't make any sound, and she couldn't even move her body. When she looked up, she found that Wen Yang had already walked away.

……

The moon above the head turned blood red at some point, exuding a treacherous and coquettish light.

The further you go into the corridor, the stronger the smell of blood becomes, sharply stimulating Wen Yang's olfactory cells.

She tried her best to hold her breath as she walked forward, the soles of her shoes were creaked by the unknown liquid attached to the ground, and the sound of footsteps echoed through the wall one after another in the empty and silent night.

Soon, a dark and gloomy underground passage appeared in front of him. It was extremely dark inside, with an inexplicable sense of oppression. In the darkness, it seemed that there were countless pairs of eyes spying on Wen Yang.

She lit a yellow talisman, and with the faint light, she walked all the way down the winding and dilapidated steps.

Until a blood-stained operating bed appeared in front of him.

Lying on the bed was a soul that was barely assembled from minced meat. His face was completely changed, and he couldn't tell where the mouth was, but there were desperate and miserable voices in his ears.

"Help me...I'm in so much pain..."

"Let me die... Please, let me go...give me a good time."

The Ruyi Jing bottle shook again, and Zhou He, who had endured for a long time, finally couldn't help crying.

No one is more familiar with that voice than her.

That was her lover, the one she cherished all her life, Fu Chenhong.

It doesn't matter if Zhou He cries, Fu Chenhong, who died tragically, heard her voice, and the wailing stopped immediately, and his two black hole-like eyes looked straight at Wen Yang's direction, "He Ye, is that you? You came to pick me up Is it right……"

But it was only for a moment before he shook his head in denial, "No, you are not Zhou He! Who are you?"

The aura on the opponent's body was dense, and the aura was extremely pure. Although Fu Chenhong knew that she was not Zhou He, he also knew that the opponent would not harm him.

Then he asked again, "What are you doing here?"

Wen Yang walked over, looked at Fu Chenhong and replied calmly, "I'm here to help you reincarnate."

Hearing what she said, Fu Chenhong froze, as if he couldn't believe it, but after a long time, he laughed mockingly.

"Thank you, little girl. It's a pity you couldn't save me."

The corners of Wen Yang's lips curled up slightly, and he took out the copper coin sword from the gossip bag, poured spiritual power into it, and in an instant, the white light illuminated the whole room, and also illuminated the Jiuyin gossip formation hanging above his head, "It's because of this something?"

Nine Yin Eight Diagrams Formation is a long-lost forbidden technique of Taoism.

It is necessary to use the bones of nine most yin girls to arrange them in the direction of the nine yin and eight trigrams. Once a layman, or a person who is not good at magic, will be trapped in it once they step into the formation, they will be corroded by the mist until there is no bones left, and their souls will also disappear. It will be refined by the person who set up the formation and used to quickly improve the spell.

At first, Wen Yang didn't understand why Chen Yan and the others blocked her from entering, but she didn't know there was such a thing until she entered the basement.

For Wen Yang, head of the Tianzong of the Taoist Metaphysics School, it was extremely easy to deal with such a formation.

She arranged the five spells in the five elements corresponding to the nine eyes of the Jiuyin Eight Trigrams Formation, and then placed the copper coin sword in front of her body, and quickly chanted the spells in her mouth.

The golden light in front of his eyes suddenly brightened, and the copper coin sword, under the urging of the mantra, directly turned into a beam of light, rushing to each position of the gossip formation, breaking the formation one by one.

It wasn't until the magic circle was completely destroyed that the copper coin sword returned to Wen Yang's hands.

Although Fu Chenhong couldn't see what was happening in front of him, he could feel that the spell that had been absorbing resentment by torturing himself had disappeared.

The pain of being tortured on his body also eased a lot, and only then did he realize that the girl in front of him had such a powerful ability.

At the same time, Xuan and Taoism.

Kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, the old man dressed in a Taoist uniform and holding a dust whisk suddenly spat out blood.

His face changed, and he subconsciously shouted, "Who broke my magic circle!"

For so many years, he has been relying on the power of the magic circle to attract ghosts into it, and then torturing them to absorb resentment to help him improve his spiritual power.

But just now the magic circle was broken, almost causing him to go crazy when he was practicing!
Sitting on the grand teacher's chair next to the Taoist priest, a luxuriously dressed woman, heard the words, raised her eyelids and glanced at the Taoist priest, "Master Miaoqing, I heard that you are the No. Can someone break your magic circle?"

Miaoqing knew she had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly wiped off the blood with her sleeve, explaining, "This master became a teacher at the age of three, and at the age of 25, he was invited down to the mountain by the Feng family of the imperial capital for fortune-telling. Now more than ten years have passed, and the magic has already reached heaven and man. In the realm of unity, how could someone break my magic circle? I guess some cat or dog broke in and stepped on something... Pfft!!"

Before the words were finished, Miaoqing vomited another mouthful of blood, and then lay straight on the ground.

The lady was taken aback, thinking that she still had something to ask for Miaoqing, she hurried to him and pushed him hard, "Master! Master! Are you alright?"

But Miaoqing's eyes were closed tightly, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding, she clearly appeared to have passed out.

The lady couldn't help turning pale, she took a step back, and looked around.

Is this person going to die?This is not what she killed...

Just about to turn around and run away, Miaoqing suddenly let out an 'uh...', grabbed the lady's leg, and said in a weak voice, "Hurry up, take me to the hospital..."

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Wen Yang here.

After she solved the Jiuyin gossip formation, she told Fu Chenhong about Zhou He's death.

By the way, Zhou He's soul was released.

Let the two of them stay alone in the basement to reminisce about the old days, while I hurry up and go outside to find Chen Yan and other ghosts.

Seeing Wen Yang come out safely, Chen Yan was relieved at first.

Immediately, she turned her back coldly, not wanting to talk to Wen Yang.

Wen Yang knew that she was caring about him, so he smiled lightly and said to her and the 8 girls behind him, "Now the formation that bound you has disappeared, from now on, you have 15 minutes of free time, and you can go to see your relatives one last time Friends, when the time comes, remember to come back here."

"I will send you to be reincarnated, but remember, karma has reincarnation, and you must not take revenge, otherwise you will bear bad consequences, not only you will not be reincarnated, but you will fall into hell and suffer eighteen kinds of punishments, you know?" Wen Yang said, Bian removed the charm that held them in place.

The few people didn't believe her words at first, but when they found out that they could really get out of this villa, they burst into tears of joy.

Surrounded by Wen Yang, they kept thanking each other, and then dispersed, drifting away to where they wanted to go.

But one of them has not moved for a long time.

Wen Yang turned around and saw Chen Yan sitting on the ground lonely, so she stepped forward and asked, "Why don't you go back and see them?"

(End of this chapter)