The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

Chapter 358 Chapter 358: Crossing the Bridge

As she spoke, she took out a glass bottle, with a glowing green fire burning inside.

Thanks to Fan Guizong, Changying was able to get this ghost fire from hell, and he didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

Young master Zhao's complexion became paler.

I saw that Yuyong had already dug up the shady soil above, and he was strong enough to be able to open the heavy coffin lid by himself.

Seeing his sister's bones being harassed and unable to rest in peace, Young Master Zhao was heartbroken, and immediately shouted: "I'll give it! I'll give the antidote!"

He didn't have to be afraid of death, but he couldn't just watch his sister being burned to ashes.

Changying took a few steps forward and urged, "Hurry up!"

Young Master Zhao was very cautious, and hid the antidote in the hair crown hairpin. After unscrewing it, a small pill rolled out.

If he hadn't taken out the antidote himself, others might not be able to find the antidote even if they searched all over his body.

Changying took it immediately and stared at Young Master Zhao, "If you dare to lie to me, you will know what will happen."

She gave the will-o'-the-wisp to her apprentice.

Young master Zhao understood what she meant, even if Changying died of poison, she still had apprentices.

He said with a sullen face, "I have already been manipulated by the Taoist priest, how can I plot against the Taoist priest again."

Changying thought the same, and swallowed the antidote.

She immediately adjusted her internal breath, and after a while, the dull pain in her chest gradually disappeared.

Changying was overjoyed, couldn't help laughing a few times, and then stared fiercely at Young Master Zhao: "I always keep my word in business, even though you plot against me, I didn't tear myself apart from you at the beginning, it's useless The will-o'-the-wisp threatened you, but unexpectedly, you crossed the bridge and dragged the plank, wanting to drag us, master and apprentice, to be buried with us."

She thought to herself that she had offended Nan Li anyway, and she wasn't afraid to offend Nan Li one more time, after all, it was true that the money was on her.

But this Young Master Zhao is really too insidious!
Young Master Zhao saw Changying's intentions, and hurriedly said: "I am the one who is sorry for the Taoist priest, no matter if the Taoist priest wants my life or money, it is fine, and please let the Taoist priest let Afu go!"

"Hmph, you know you're afraid now, I just want to let you know that I, Changying, am not..."

However, before Changying could finish speaking, Yu Shao, who was holding a glazed bottle, had already stepped forward and smashed out the will-o'-the-wisp!

The glazed bottle hit the coffin, and it shattered with a crash!

The will-o'-the-wisp ignited and spread rapidly, wrapping the entire coffin!

Changying was furious, turned her head and glared at Yushao: "What are you doing?!"

Yu Shao blinked and said smartly: "Didn't you say that you are not easy to mess with, Master? I will let this thief see, Master, you are really not easy to mess with!"

When Changying heard this, she almost vomited three catties of blood.

"I'm just talking harshly first, and I want to ask for more money!" Changying's chest felt tight, and her voice became hoarse, "And there are only a few will-o'-the-wisps, so rashly spent, do you know how much money we lost!"

Yu Shao shrank her shoulders, not daring to raise her head.

"Afu!" Young Master Zhao saw the will-o'-the-wisp burning the coffin, and he was extremely flustered.

But as he approached, the will-o'-the-wisp seemed to be burning not only his flesh and bones, but also his soul.

He couldn't bear the pain, took a few steps back, and turned to look at Changying: "Master Dao, put out the fire!"

Changying raised her eyebrows and spread her hands: "Forgive me for your incompetence, this will-o'-the-wisp cannot be extinguished by ordinary people. It seems that it is God's will, and it is difficult for Lingmei to be reincarnated. Young Master Zhao is nothing but a bamboo basket."

Yuqing kept resentment in her heart, and added: "Where is nothing, it is obviously a disservice. Originally, Miss Zhao was just difficult to reincarnate, but now it is good, even the reincarnation is gone."

Young Master Zhao had already collapsed, and he staggered forward.

He desperately blocked the fire with his body, not wanting the will-o'-the-wisp to escape into the coffin.

The will-o'-the-wisp sprang to his whole body, obviously there was no trace of burns, but it distorted Young Master Zhao's face and screamed again and again.

Changying and the others just watched coldly.

This is entirely the fruit of Zhao Shaozhu.

The flames were almost burning into the coffin, Young Master Zhao panted heavily, but still guarded the coffin tightly, not wanting the will-o'-the-wisp to contaminate his sister's duty.

But with his own strength, how could he stop the raging will-o'-the-wisp.

He watched helplessly as the will-o'-the-wisp spread, and his sister's wedding dress was already stained with the will-o'-the-wisp!
"Afu!" Regardless of the pain, he stretched out his hand to pat the will-o'-the-wisp, thinking that this would extinguish the will-o'-the-wisp.

Changying shook the dust fly and advised: "It's useless, this is hell's will-o'-the-wisp, it can't be extinguished, it can't be poured out."

It's not that she pities Young Master Zhao, but that once Young Master Zhao dies, she won't be able to get any money!
When things turned out like this, she only felt that she was unlucky.

How could Young Master Zhao listen to Jin Changying's words, his headache was splitting, and his hands still kept moving.

But soon he discovered a good way, if it is to mobilize the internal force, it will attract the will-o'-the-wisp.

He guessed that the ghost fire must have seen that his soul was stronger when he practiced kung fu, so he shifted his direction.

With this good method, he could attract many will-o'-the-wisps in an instant and keep Zhao Lingfu in the coffin.

Seeing this, Yuqing pursed her lips: "Master, why don't you kill him?"

Zuo Zuo is just a good brother who loves his sister.

Changying snorted: "It's useless to kill him, this fire is burning his soul, it doesn't matter if he dies or not."

Just waiting for the soul to be incompletely burned by the will-o'-the-wisp, the worst result is to be wiped out.

Yu Shao glanced at the coffin and saw that there was also a will-o'-the-wisp rushing in from Chu Yang's side, and said, "Master, do we not care about the Fourth Young Master?"

Changying didn't hesitate, "Whatever, when Young Master Zhao dies, there won't even be a soul left, how will the Ninth Princess know that we did it."

The goal of silence was achieved.

When the three apprentices heard it, they all stood not far away and watched.

Young Master Zhao seemed to be unable to feel the pain anymore, and he didn't even have much strength to raise his hand.

He also protects Chu Yang, not for other reasons, but just wants Chu Yang to take his sister to walk the Yellow Spring Road, cross the Naihe Bridge, and reincarnate as soon as possible.

But how would he know that it would take at least three days and nights for an ordinary ghost to walk the road to Huangquan...

Changying saw his intentions, smiled sinisterly, and gloated beside him: "Young Master Zhao, what can you do if you try your best? In such a short time, they can't even finish Huangquan Road, let alone Naihe Bridge. It's better to just give up, and you can be more comfortable."

Young Master Zhao's mind was broken, but he still gritted his teeth and looked at Zhao Lingfu: "Afu, brother will not give up. If you persist for a moment, you will have a chance..."

Changying frowned.

The will-o'-the-wisps are burning Young Master Zhao's whole body, but his soul hasn't dissipated yet, one can imagine how strong his mental strength and obsession are.

She glanced at the sky, lowered her face, and said, "You want to be a good brother, but we master and apprentice also have to find a way to survive."

If Young Master Zhao can persist until dawn, they can't still wait here, can they?
It's better to solve this trouble quickly and run away.

Changying took out a wind talisman, raised her chin slightly: "Young Master Zhao, I'm sorry."

The yellow talisman was thrown out, and a strong wind was blown up, rushing straight towards the direction of the coffin!

(End of this chapter)