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Chapter 1798 The value of death is zhan! ! !add more

After the black pot was placed on the ground, it was still buzzing non-stop, and there could be faint wailing sounds from Mrs. Li inside, and the whole pot was shaking from side to side, but the sound got louder and louder. Getting smaller and smaller, the jar shook for a while and then became silent.

Looking at the black pot, the fat monk sat down on the ground, couldn't help but let out a long breath, reached out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and said with lingering fear: "Oh my god, you can use it tonight. The old man was frightened to death, this old lady Li is so powerful, the old man almost died in its hands, this time it was really a tooth pulled out of the tiger's mouth..."

While talking, those old Taoists walked over supporting each other, and sat down around the fat monk. The busy work was finally settled. Except for the fat monk, none of the old Taoists showed any relaxed expression on their faces. , some were just deeply exhausted, and some still had expressions of horror on their faces.

Everyone sat there to rest for a while, and there was a brief silence.

I don't know how long it took, one of the old Taoists broke the silence and said to the fat monk, "Master, Old Zhao was killed by Mrs. Li..."

The fat monk was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the dead body not far away that had its heart ripped out, his agitated expression finally calmed down, and he said pitifully: "Yes, Lao Zhao died, he did it for The one who died in our North Jiangsu sub-rudder was a great hero of our Subei sub-rudder and also a hero of our teaching, his family will be taken care of by the rudder, and the big guy will take his body back for a good burial later."

Everyone was silent, obviously a little sad, it seems that the old Zhao who died had a good relationship with all the veterans.

"Everyone, don't be sad. Although Lao Zhao is dead, his death is worth it. As long as we have this old lady Li's ghost to suppress the situation, no one in the church will dare to underestimate our Subei branch. For this old lady Li We have been planning for a long time, and today we finally took it down, and everyone is happy." The fat monk comforted all the veterans.

An old man looked up at the fat monk, then looked at the black pot beside him, and asked cautiously: "Master, you said that this time we have exhausted all the masters from the sub-rudder in northern Jiangsu to come here." Here, for the wronged soul of Mrs. Li, brother Zhao died, is it worth it? This soul sealing jar is the treasure of our sub-rudder and town rudder in northern Jiangsu, and it is a well-known thing, but this The soul sealing pot has always been used to seal ghosts and ghosts. Once they are sealed in here, most of them will be refined by the evil energy of this soul sealing pot, and the souls will dissipate. I have never seen any surviving ghosts. This old lady Li Will it also be refined? Then we put in so much effort, wouldn’t it be a waste of time to fetch water from the bamboo basket?”

The fat monk shook his head, and said decisively: "No... the ghosts who were sealed in the Soul Sealing Pot in the past were just small troubles, and they didn't make much of a difference. This time it's different. This old lady Li He was humiliated and buried alive by his son. After his death, his head and limbs were all nailed into the soul. All this was done by the old monk. Only in this way, the old lady Li's resentment and evil spirit can be compared with other people. Wrong souls and ghosts are several levels higher in Taoism, and even after Mrs. Li became a ghost, Li Huaishui has harmed it twice, and the resentment is getting bigger every time. It is already against the sky and can no longer be against the sky. Refined by the Soul Sealing Pot?"

(End of this chapter)