Mr. Shen’s little monster-catching wife

Little monk?

Shen Mohan actually called Monk Yuanhui the little monk?

Su Jinyan was speechless and listened to Yuan Hui's difficult answer.

"Honored God...I can't move. I hope God will forgive me..."

The long sword appeared in Shen Mohan's hand, and he pointed the tip of the sword at the old monk's couch with a cold tone.

"...You still have life left, but since you plan to sacrifice your life, I will grant you some merit."

"Amitabha... Thank you, God..." "Amitabha... Thank you, God..."

Well? !

Shen Mohan plans to bring the great monk together...

Su Jinyan felt inexplicably sentimental and didn't notice the situation around him until Jieyue shouted.

"Uncle Master, what's wrong with you -" Su Jinyan was startled and turned to look at the great monk next to Ji Yue. He had a strange expression and his body was shaking twitchingly, as if he was having an illness.

Su Jinyan hurriedly ran away for two steps, and when she stood further away, she realized that they were all in darkness.

A small piece of black mist appeared there, and several pale arms emerged from it, which had already penetrated the great monk's back!

My heart was ripped out! Before Da Shang could even make a sound, his internal organs and intestines were pulled out by the hands in the swamp of corpses.

Only then did blood appear from the corner of his mouth. His whole body was trembling as his intestines were pulled away. His eyes slowly turned white and he fell limply to the ground.

The whole process took no more than ten seconds. Several people were paying attention to the hut and did not notice the evil energy leaking out and hiding in his shadow!

It turned out that only the shadow was not illuminated by the golden light, which gave them an opportunity.

Su Jinyan quickly raised his right hand, pinched the stator with his big finger, arched his second and third fingers, and pressed his big finger with his fourth and fifth fingers. This was the Divine Thunder Technique, one of the Five Thunder Techniques of Shenxiao.

But the things in the corpse swamp are all corpses with broken flesh. If you use the Divine Thunder Technique to chop them down, they will just get more broken flesh and corpses. There is no way to save the great monk.

"Why didn't he react at all?" Su Jinyan frowned and spoke coldly.

"Even if it comes suddenly, at least you have some Taoist protection and can call for help, right?"

Monk Jieyue shook his head solemnly.

"My uncle is not a monk. He is a lay disciple. He mainly runs a temple. In order to facilitate management and convince the public, I asked him to worship a master who is a generation above him. This is to improve his seniority."

I see……

At this time, Shen Mohan was concentrating on dealing with the things in the hut. Su Jinyan and Monk Jieyue retreated to the bamboo door, and the swamp of corpses was shaken away by the Divine Thunder Technique.

"The appearance of this corpse swamp means that the Zhao family is here again..."

Su Jinyan said to Monk Jieyue.

"You have to be careful. Although this thing is not powerful, it is very deadly to ordinary people without moral principles...

If you don't click on the Daoxing, you will be caught and dragged down after being killed. "

Monk Jieyue frowned.

"What exactly do the Zhao family plan to do?"

"The Zhao family is the manipulator behind the Corpse Refining Man, and the soul in Zhao Ziqi's body is the evil way that rebelled against King Miao City.

He led a group of people to establish a village of corpse refiners. After his death, his ghost wandered in the world for half a century, still controlling the corpse refiners and laying out layers of plans for the cultivation of corpse immortality. "Now I guess I want to use the help of an old man to subvert this circle."

If all the righteous people in the circle die, no one will be able to create an evil circle again to compete with him. "

Hearing what Su Jinyan said, Monk Jieyue squeezed the beads in his hand until they creaked, as if he was suppressing a ball of fire.

The sound of chains suddenly sounded in the yard. Su Jinyan looked back and saw long chains dragging from Bai Wuchang's two big sleeves hanging down. Hei Wuchang had already wrapped the chains around the old monk Yuan Hui, preparing to take away his life. soul.

Shen Mohan's soul will be wiped out with one strike of the sword. Old monk Yuan Hui is a small master of Buddhism and has given up his life so much. Naturally, he can't let his soul be wiped out in such a miserable way, so he wants to arrest his living soul first.

Su Jinyan couldn't bear it, and just when she was about to speak, Guo Xiao's voice sounded.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Master Ba, don't rush!"

He saw her taking off the copper talisman threaded with red thread from her wrist.

"This thing is very effective in warding off evil spirits. The old monk used himself as an eye to sit on the futon. His spirit is commendable. We can't let good people die in vain. Wouldn't that just let Zhao Tianliang and his gang succeed?

"Brother-in-law, while I knock the old monk down, you can put this bronze talisman on the futon and press it for a moment.

Can you do it in that moment? Be careful not to break my bronze talisman. It has to be passed on to the next generation of the Guo family! "

"it is good!"

Shen Mohan nodded lightly and saw Guo Xiaoxiao walking to the side of the stone room, gearing up to make a coquettish move.

Su Jinyan was a little worried, secretly making secrets, thinking that if Shen Mohan and Xiaoxiao made mistakes in their cooperation, how could she suppress the futon to give them a chance to make up for it.

In fact, with the seventh and eighth masters here, Su Jinyan doesn't have to worry about anything. No matter how fast she is, she probably won't be as fast as them.

Moreover, behind Shen Mohan, there were two Shen Tu and Yu Lei, the incarnations of the Eastern Ghost Emperor, staring at them.

Whenever Shen Mohan was around, he would not let himself face danger.

Cultivation of Taoism requires "quietness", but eliminating disasters, resolving problems, and accumulating virtue and doing good require "movement."

The sound of Guo Xiaoxiao's countdown came, and he rushed towards the old monk Yuan Hui like lightning!

Jieyue suddenly squeezed the beads in his hand tightly and chanted a Buddha's name. The light of the mantra on the beads in his hand bloomed, and the gradually dimming golden light burned as bright as day again.

Su Jinyan was slightly surprised. Jieyue, a Buddhist weirdo, really has two brushes!

It’s true that the old monk Yuanhui thinks highly of him. He really should become a monk. Maybe he will be the next eminent monk to achieve enlightenment?

At this moment, Guo Xiaoxiao knocked down the old monk Yuan Hui!

He rolled him off the wooden couch and left his bronze talisman on the broken futon. His movements were very standard and his posture was very handsome!

"Wipe it! Jiyue, you bald ass! Auntie, I'm not wearing sunglasses! Why are you flashing! What should I do if I blind my eyes and cause trouble..."

Before Guo Xiaoxiao could stop cursing, a giant gray-white hand suddenly burst out from under the couch!

The power of the giant hand was so great that it even broke the top of the stone chamber. The cement got stuck for a moment. In the blink of an eye, the chains of Black and White and Wuchang flew out, and several chains flew from the ghost door to wrap around the swollen animal. A huge hand that oozes pus!

Shen Mohan's sleeves and robe were fluttering. The translucent long sword in his hand picked up the bronze talisman that rolled aside and threw it back. Without looking, the bronze talisman landed accurately at Su Jinyan's feet.

Seeing this, Su Jinyan hurriedly picked it up. This was an important magic weapon to protect the little daredevil and couldn't be lost.

Jie Yue hurriedly took hold of Master Yuanhui's withered and thin body in his little hand.

Out of the scope of the golden light, Su Jinyan saw clearly that the cassocks and clothes on the old monk were gone! All naked!

Jieyue hurriedly took off his Taoist robe, covered Master Yuanhui's body, and explained awkwardly.

"Sorry, this is a requirement for a spell caster."