husband from hell

Chapter 290

Daoist Xu Ping raised his hand, trying to stop "I", and said in a deep voice: "The body is bright, the thunder is used, the ghosts are frightened, the ghosts are forgetful..."

As I said that, a paper talisman with red characters on a yellow background shot at me sharply like a knife, but "I" didn't pay attention at all, and actually stretched out my hand and intercepted the paper talisman. With a light pull, it was torn into pieces, and with a flick of the wrist, the shredded paper was thrown out.

Daoist Xu Ping saw the power of longevity, he was helpless but wanted to fight to the end, he took out a lot of spells, and continued to make moves.

"You're lucky today, old bastard."

With the ability of "I", I could have detained that Daoist Xuping immediately, but I didn't do so. Even if Daoist Xuping wanted to continue to use some moves to stop "me", "I" didn't pay attention at all. He just turned around, quickly went to the place where the old man called the leaves, and said: "Taiqing Palace, after Shuyu, every generation will not be as good as the next generation."

It sounds like that Shuyu who made longevity was also a member of the Taiqing Palace before...

The sound of the wind whizzed past my ears, and the speed of "I" was faster than the wind.

The relationship between Changsheng and Shuyu, just like Cheng Ke and me, seems to have a master-subordinate relationship, and they are born to perceive each other without any effort.

The fence is the same blue brick and white wall as in ancient costume dramas, and there are bloodstains sliding down on the white wall.

"I" grinned grimly, crossed the wall that was one and a half tall, and squatted nimbly on top of the wall to look down.

I saw the clear figure of the old man with tree leaves standing by the Yanzhi River, and a severed wrist was still dripping blood dripping down.

And around here... I remembered, isn't it where the Western Song Dynasty Tomb is located!

"She's here. I guess she can only take care of me now. Go away." Because everything is silent and my hearing is very keen, even if the voice of the old man Ye Zi was hurt and angry, I would Hear it very clearly.

And Mrs. Liu still stubbornly guarded the old man Ye Zi, wrapped a Chinese-style shawl around the old man Ye Zi's shoulders, and hung up the severed wrist: "I just won't go, in case you Talking doesn't count, what should I do if I don't use it after taking back the longevity?"

"When is this..." The old man Ye Zi's voice was somewhat helpless: "Don't worry about those fame and fortune..."

"Fame and fortune?" Mrs. Liu's voice was like a human being, with a strong aura: "I, Liu Juhua, will never fight for steamed buns in my life. I will definitely get back the losses I suffered from Wei Changsheng! I won't live forever, and I will never give up. !"

Is it to defend the title of "The World's Number One Female Ghost Raising Master"...

"Okay, just to get me to fight for my life, don't you want to lose your life?" "I" jumped down from the high fence, with my eyes bent down, looking at the blood-stained old lady Liu and the old man Yezi: "It's hard work!" You guys..."

"Changsheng..." The old man Ye Zi fixed his eyes on me: "You will pay for everything today!"

"Don't repeat the same old tune." "I" sneered, "You should be the one who paid the price..."

Saying that, "I" looked around: "Well... this place is really nostalgic. If I remember correctly, I was born here during the Western Song Dynasty."

"So, today, it doesn't matter who wins." The old man Leaf took a long breath, the blood on his face faded, but he still forced a smile: "Start here, end here."

I remembered that the molting used a kind of sorcery at that time, and many ghost cultivators came here to absorb Yin Qi and make longevity juice. Later, when Cheng Ke and I rescued them, something happened here. Due to such an accident, the tomb collapsed, pressing the heavy pear underneath.

No, this is not what I remembered, it should be what Changsheng remembered, "I" showed a smile on his mouth: "I understand, since this is your cemetery, you think, it was sealed Here, the long-cherished wish will be fulfilled, right?"

"It's good to end here, but we have to see if you have the ability."

The old man Ye Zi obviously came prepared, stretched out his hand and patted a piece of ground, only to hear a "coax", and a dark door opened on the ground.

Hey... didn't the big tomb completely collapsed!How can I enter again now?
Then, the old man Ye Zi jumped in: "If you are really unlucky and sealed in your own tomb, it can be regarded as a complete life."

The voice fell in with his body. Although the old lady Liu hesitated a bit, seeing that she had no choice now, she also jumped down with the old man Ye Zi.

"It's really interesting..." "I" murmured, "Then, let's go back to my hometown and have a look..."

Inside the tomb was still as warm and dry as before.

"I" walked among those colorful murals, and I still looked nostalgic, but I was not in a hurry to chase after the old man and Mrs. Liu, talking to myself—maybe I was talking to me: "Before here, it was very lively. There were countless people who followed Shuyu and wanted to live forever. Well, that's the scene."

I've seen that mural before. A red thread wrapped around the old man's body in the mural, connecting it with many young people. It was like a brainwashing cult.

A memory emerged in my mind, this... is a memory of longevity.

"Save the poor, save the Yuxian, save the suffering, save the world..." Cigarettes were lingering, and many people in ancient costumes were bowing to an old man.

Needless to say, that old man is naturally Shuyu.

Shuyu looked almost the same as now, except that she was wearing a crown on her head and an ancient costume on her body. She looked like a Taoist priest, and she was trying to persuade her: "Don't be like this, I'm not a fairy..."

"I saw with my own eyes that Shu Yuxian saved old man Liu in West Alley!" A "believer" hurriedly said: "Then old man Liu has typhoid fever, and he definitely can't live, but Shu Yuxian is just in front of him. With a stroke on the top, people are full of energy! Now they are full of energy, and they look ten years younger!"

"That's the blessing of the gods..." Shu Yu hurriedly said, "It's his blessing!"

"The only god we believe in is Shu Yuxian!"

Shuyu was helpless, and was still persuading, but someone said: "Shuyu, you betrayed the teacher's sect, and recruited disciples here without permission, it's really outrageous!"

It was two old men dressed as Taoist priests, pointing at Shuyu righteously and said: "The Taiqing Palace will exclude you from now on, and have nothing to do with you!"

It is a charge of apostasy.

"I'm wronged!" Shu Yu hurriedly said, "Senior brothers, I made that thing just to benefit the world..."

"Reincarnation of life and death has a destiny, how can you, a mere mortal, change it arbitrarily?" An old man scolded: "You will be rewarded if you go against the sky, don't drag the Taiqing Palace!"

Said, walked away.

Shuyu looked very bitter, and muttered in his mouth: "I...was I really wrong..."

And the shouting people behind him said: "Shu Yuxian might as well take the opportunity to establish a new religion, we are willing to be your believers, any other gods are not as effective as Shu Yuxian's resurrection, why don't you worship the true god, Bye mud tires!"

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, don't talk nonsense, you will be punished by heaven..." After hearing those words, Shuyu was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, but Youyou couldn't stop him from worshiping him as a god.

It's very obvious, Shuyu, is regretting.

But at this time, regret is of no use. Shuyu is supported by thousands of people, but he is obviously very tired. He only used his longevity to save lives and heal the wounded. Unfortunately, many people have more or less recovered their youth through that power. Countless disturbances began to appear between Yin and Yang.

Some people have reached the end of life, but they did not die. Some people, unwilling to be reconciled to those years of youth, asked Shuyu to let them return to their appearance. But he came up with the idea of ​​longevity.

Shuyu was originally a cultivator, with a pure heart and few desires all his life, and never had disputes with others. After such a thing happened, he was very troubled.

Finally, he decided to "die".

He is the first person to use longevity, of course he cannot die.

The rest is similar to what I saw on the ball. After he successfully pretended to be dead, those believers preached that he became a fairy, abandoned this body, and will continue to benefit believers in heaven in the future, and even returned it to him. A huge cemetery was built, and it was still near the Taiqing Palace to sing praises for him.

This is where the cemetery comes from.

Extracted from Changsheng's memory, "I" looked up and saw Shuyu still walking all the way to the main tomb.

Up to now, the main tomb is still under the pressure of those chaotic stones, and there are mottled blood in the gaps.

It is molted, and the molted skin was once crushed here.

"Shuyu, you will find a place for yourself." "I" looked at Shuyu, and the corners of my lips twitched: "You want to be sealed in a coffin by me? Very good... I will treat today every year as a It's your death day, you go in, next year, I'll come to see you..."

As he spoke, he curled his fingers and grabbed at Shuyu.

Mrs. Liu is still thinking about getting longevity, and she is planning to take out the longevity when "I" passes by, but even Mrs. Liu is not the opponent of longevity. Mrs. Liu opened it like a fly swatter.

Mrs. Liu's ability is not small, but in front of the mighty Changsheng, she can't even mention it, she bumped heavily to the side, unable to move.

That's right... Changsheng... She is the longevity that everyone wants to get even if they risk their lives.

The old man Ye Zi didn't dodge or evade, he looked straight at "me" and said calmly, "Come on."

"I" pursed my lips, even if I had made up my mind, my hands couldn't help trembling for a while.

It can be seen that even at such a time of turning against each other, Chang Sheng still has "reluctance" in his heart.

This feeling of "reluctance" can also be felt in the little self-awareness I have left, and it is very dangerous.

Sure enough, the old man with tree leaves leaned back slightly, and was about to lie down in the coffin, "I" followed, and said in a low voice, "Shuyu, see you later... "

There was a wry smile on the old man's lips, and he murmured: "Okay...see you later..."

"Ka..." At this moment, something suddenly pierced through the coffin board and got out of the coffin. A long black thing looked like a live snake, crossed Shuyu, and rushed towards "" I" tangled up!
A familiar smell of fishy sweetness...it's Chongli!

By the way... Changsheng remembered that the last heavy pear in the world was bought by the second grandfather, and the second grandfather and this Shuyu have become a group since the incident with the grandfather!

Shuyu said that he wanted to seal it in a place he liked, but it was another trap!
"Isn't it true that people who practice Taoism don't tell lies?" Chang Sheng's heart was on fire, and burning anger almost gushed out from his whole body: "Shuyu...you lied to me again..."

"I'm really sorry," the old man Ye Zi shook the bloody severed arm, and said resolutely, "No matter what method is used, you must be taken out!"

The heavy pear quickly wrapped the body of "me" tightly.

"I" said coolly: "Do you think that with this little thing, you can take me out as an object again?"

Saying that, "I" pulled hard with my hand, and a piece of double pear immediately shattered in "I"'s hand, but it was... full of longevity juice!

No wonder... this heavy pear has absorbed the spirit of a ghost raiser!

The fishy-sweet juice splashed out, and the strong, disgusting smell rushed out again.

Changsheng... The only thing I am afraid of is the raw materials used to make her. The longevity juice just now has been forced to a limit, and now it is a heavy pear. I also feel that "I" is more and more powerless look!

Shuyu stretched out her still intact hand, and stretched it towards my stomach: "Changsheng...everything should be over..."

"But I just don't want to end!" Maybe it was a desire to survive, maybe it was a lifetime of unwillingness, "I" actually just tore those snake-like heavy pears apart when the nausea and discomfort reached the extreme. , One hand was about to strangle the old man Ye Zi's neck: "Shuyu...you will regret it..."

But just when "I" was about to grab the old man Leaf's neck, a hand held my hand tightly, and the tall figure with the breath of sandalwood blocked in front of the old man Leaf: "stop."

The man was so good-looking it was almost unreal.

A pair of big peach eyes, a perfect face, what's his name, Cheng Ke...it's Cheng Ke!

He is very important to me!

But...why is it so important?I can't remember.

(End of this chapter)