I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 106 Big Funeral
As the old man finished speaking, the surrounding environment began to change.

The dead trees in the courtyard twisted like pythons, and dog heads sprouted from the thick trunks.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

Accompanied by the roar, the vicious dog opened its mouth wide, revealing the densely packed chicken heads in its mouth, and let out a gurgling scream.

The ground turned into an abstract world, with huge human heads rising up from the ground like waves, opening their bloody mouths, making cow howling sounds, and swallowing them towards the two people.

For a moment, Zhang Jun felt his whole body sink. He was obviously still conscious, but he couldn't move at all.

He turned back stiffly and looked at Xu Xin beside him.

As a result, Xu Xin's limbs were twisted and large white feathers began to grow on his arms.

He waved his arms to grab Zhang Jun, but his body was no longer under control. His arms stretched out in the air feebly, and then collapsed again.

Zhang Jun looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment. A tearing and stinging pain began to be felt under his skin. He lowered his head and saw large fish scales growing on his arms.

All animals are disgusted.

From the day he learned that Taoist Miaozhen was going to reverse Meng Xingliang's case, he had been planning this day carefully.

He knew that he could never be the immortal opponent of Taoist Miaozhen.

So he buried hundreds of livestock carcasses around him early, and borrowed the evil energy from heaven and earth to set up this trap.

He originally wanted to deal with Taoist Miaozhen, but he didn't expect things to turn out to be more exciting than he thought.

Taoist Miaozhen did not take the bait, but it was a good choice to kill his young apprentice.

I believe that when the time comes, Taoist Miaozhen will find out that his young disciple is dead when he returns, and he will definitely implicate his anger at the strangers who participated in the Drum Tower Meeting, or even direct his anger at the company.

By that time, a bloody storm will arise, and everything will be turned upside down.

He just took this opportunity to escape overseas with his family.

Thinking of this, Cui Erhu's face showed a smile inadvertently.

Little did he know that at this moment, his every move was being transmitted to another mobile phone through the phone's camera.

"asshole!!"

The old man of the Gong family was already driven crazy by Cui Erhu's words: "I want to kill him, I want to kill him!" He pointed at Cui Erhu in the video and wanted to cut him into pieces.

After all, Mr. Gong's biological brother died at the hands of Meng Xingliang because of this incident.

Now that he learned that everything was Cui Erhu's fault, Mr. Gong's mind flashed back to what he had been like when he and Cui Erhu were brothers all these years. His vision went dark and he almost fainted.

"It's him! I didn't expect it to be him..."

Everyone's expressions were extremely complicated.

They looked at each other, and then looked at Taoist Miaozhen with even more complicated expressions.

"Wait a minute, they seem to be under the spell of victory-hating!"

Through the mobile phone camera, no one could tell that there was anything wrong with Zhang Jun and Xu Xin for a while. It was not until they found the two standing motionless that something was wrong.

Now the old man of the Xu family couldn't sit still. He quickly stood up and ran downstairs.

"Put Cui Erhu's matter aside for now and go rescue people quickly."

The person in charge of the company picked up the phone to notify the company to immediately support Zhang Jun and Xu Xin.

The rest of the people also panicked and stood up to go downstairs.

However, when everyone was in a hurry, a figure suddenly flashed in front of everyone. When they came to their senses, Taoist Miaozhen had already stopped at the stairs, with one hand still pressing on the shoulder of the old man of the Xu family.

In his other hand, he also held a mobile phone, which was the phone number of the person in charge of the company.

Taoist Miaozhen hung up the phone and raised his eyelids: "No one is allowed to leave before dawn. Anyone who disturbs without permission...will be killed!"

When they said the last word, everyone felt a biting coldness all over their bodies. The old Taoist priest in front of them, who was far older than them, exuded a mind-blowing killing intent, as terrifying as an endless hell.

The teahouse suddenly became quiet, and not even the sound of breathing could be heard.

It wasn't until a moment that Taoist Miaozhen let go of the old man of the Xu family.

I saw that the old man's legs were weak, and he collapsed on the ground. Except for his eyeballs, he was unable to move at all.

Everyone hurriedly helped the old man up.

The others sat back down on their chairs carefully, large beads of sweat rolling down their foreheads.

Before, I had dreamed of fighting Master Miaozhen, but now I realized that I was just a clown. If I went on a killing spree, I am afraid that no one in their building would be able to walk out alive tonight.

The old ghost on the grave swallowed his foam and reached out to hold the tea cup, but when he raised his hand, he trembled uncontrollably. He quickly pressed it down, closed his eyes, and did not dare to move.

He murmured in his heart: "My dear, I'm afraid this old Taoist priest is really going to become a god."

"Senior, are we just going to watch like this?"

After a while, the person in charge of the company asked bravely.

After all, the situation of Zhang Jun and Xu Lai in the video was not optimistic. Just a moment later, they were surrounded by a strong evil spirit. If this continued, they would definitely die.But the old man was very calm.

"Don't worry, cause and effect are determined by God. We don't have to worry about it until it's our turn."

Now everyone was beginning to feel uncertain, wondering what Taoist Miaozhen was planning.

Taoist Miaozhen's calm demeanor only made everyone more nervous.

He was afraid that this was the calm before the storm, and if he couldn't protect it, he would be holding them hostage. If his apprentice died later, he might even kill them all and bury them together.

When they thought of this, everyone's faces suddenly turned pale, and they no longer had the confidence to challenge Taoist Miaozhen before.

"Taoist Master, these two children are innocent. Otherwise, we should let the company take action before it's too late."

The person in charge of the company once again brought a cup of tea to Taoist Miaozhen.

The result was still being gently pushed away by Taoist Miaozhen.

"Need not."

At this time, the old ghost on the grave couldn't sit still anymore and said with a grimace: "Taoist Master, if something goes wrong, we old guys don't have to pay with our lives, but why do we need to start a bloody storm just like this?"

Hearing the words of the old ghost on the graveyard, Miaozhen glanced at him doubtfully: "I am a monk, and I never said I wanted you to risk my life. I said, from beginning to end, I just want to clean up my disciples." injustice."

Now everyone was even more confused about what Taoist Miaozhen was thinking.

"Then...where is Cui Erhu?"

The grave old ghost pointed at Cui Erhu in the video.

This was the culprit who killed your apprentice back then. If you don't rush over now, not only will your second apprentice be in danger, but Cui Erhu may also run away.

But what everyone didn't expect was.

When Taoist Miaozhen heard this, instead of responding, he looked at the stage in front of him with a smile.

"What kind of drama is this?"

This question is incomprehensible. Your apprentice is almost dead and the murderer is about to run away. Why are you asking at this time?

Someone looked back and said, "Henan opera, ghost resentment."

Taoist Miaozhen nodded when he heard this and picked up a cup of tea: "Drink tea and watch the show."

Crowd: ...

The sky was bright and bright, and before the sun came out, the door of a house at the entrance of the village opened, and the cleaner Lao Wangtou had already walked out of the house with a broom and started his day's work.

In fact, what should be cleaned was almost done last night.

After I came out, I roughly swept the leaves or something, and basically nothing happened. I just found a place to have breakfast and rest for a while.

Just as Lao Wangtou locked the door and was about to walk out with the broom in hand.

Suddenly there was a flower on the top of my head, and a piece of white paper money fell in front of me.

Before he could come to his senses, there was a rustling sound and thousands of white papers leading the way fell down like snowflakes.

"Hey, who is this..."

Seeing the snowflakes falling all over the sky, Lao Wangtou immediately became angry. He looked back,
"My mom!!"

After he turned around and saw the team behind him clearly, the old Wangtou, even though he had lived a long time, was trembling with fear. He quickly opened the door again and got in.

At the entrance of the village, a white team marched forward in the dim light of the early morning.

A pair of boys and girls, with bells tied on their bodies, holding flower baskets in their hands, scattered paper money and opened a path in the wind.

Three old men walked in front of the funeral leader, holding high funeral flags, paper ox or paper horses to clear the way.

The four young men behind were carrying a coffin, followed by several figures in mourning clothes, jumping and jumping all the way forward. The shrill sound of the suona was mixed with their strange steps. The picture was eerie and mysterious, which made people feel uncomfortable. tingling.

Looking back, you can't see the tail of the team. The endless things from the underworld are like entering the underworld.

Paper treasures of evil fortune were scattered all over the street. Such a large funeral was difficult to see even in old times.

Not to mention today's era.

No one has ever seen such a huge formation.

Lao Wangtou, who had just been so frightened that he hid back home, quietly climbed up to the window on the second floor, stuck his head out and looked down.

Look at this long team heading straight towards the Taoist temple in the distance, as huge as a long white dragon.

"This is a big funeral. Whose family is this?"

Immediately, Lao Wangtou suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the coffin. He saw that the lid of the coffin was not closed, and he looked inside again.

"empty?"

He was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses and couldn't help but take a breath of air: "The empty coffin, is it possible to pick someone up?"

(End of this chapter)