Urban Witcher

"Master, by the way, why do you suddenly think of coming to the world again, what are you going to do?" Ye Shaoyang asked.

"Oh, I'm going to find someone, I'll tell you later."

Ye Shaoyang thought he didn't want to say it in front of so many people, so he didn't ask any more questions.

In the middle of the meal, Ye Shaoyang went out to use the bathroom. He had just arrived in the bathroom and hadn’t unbuttoned his pants when he suddenly felt a heavy weight on his shoulders. He turned his head and saw that it was Guagua, who scolded: “I’m going to the bathroom, you are here What are you doing! Get out now!"

Guagua moved closer to Ye Shaoyang's ear and whispered a few words.

"No way?" Ye Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, he even forgot to pee.

Guagua nodded very solemnly.

Ye Shaoyang held the belt in one hand, lost in thought... "Okay, you go out first, I'll talk after I go out after going to the toilet, don't startle the snake, just get ready."

Guagua agreed and left the toilet. After a while, Ye Shaoyang came out of the toilet, returned to the dinner table to continue eating, and chatted with everyone normally.

After dinner, Ma Cheng originally wanted to invite them to take a dip in the hot spring or something. How could Ye Shaoyang be in the mood to invite everyone to go back together? Originally, Zhou Jingru wanted to pay the bill, but Ma Cheng insisted on treating them, so he gave up.

Coming out of the hotel, Zhou Jingru and Xie Yuqing went back first, Ye Shaoyang originally wanted to drive Zhang Xiaorui and Ye Xiaomeng back, but both of them wanted to curry favor with Qing Yunzi, they didn't want to leave, and went home with Ye Shaoyang.

"Shaoyang, this is your younger sister, right?" Qingyunzi pointed at Ye Xiaomeng and said, "You accept apprentices on behalf of the teacher, and I also recognize it. You should teach her more inner sect spells, and you can't just give her titles. Go out To make people laugh."

"Yeah, I've been teaching." Ye Shaoyang cast a glance at Ye Xiaomeng and Zhang Xiaorui who were leaning beside Qingyunzi, and said, "I want to eat porridge tonight, you go and cook some porridge."

Ye Xiaomeng agreed and went.

"Xiao Rui, you go too."

"Why, I don't do it, I don't know how to cook porridge."

"Go and fight, I'm your master, I can't do this job for you?"

"Then I cooked it, you must eat it, if you don't eat it, I will pour it in for you!"

Zhang Xiaorui smiled evilly, and followed Ye Xiaomeng to the kitchen.

Ye Shaoyang sat on the bay window next to Qingyunzi, basking in the sun, suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, Master, you still remember the inner magic that I was taught at that time... There is a method called 'Eight Fire Eight Methods' , the magic seems to be very mysterious, I have not been able to understand it clearly, it happens that you are free today, tell me about it?"

Qing Yunzi was smoking the old shredded tobacco that Lao Guo burned for him, exhaled a puff of smoke ring, and said absent-mindedly: "You have such magic power now, why do you still learn that, if you don't know it, you can't."

"No, if I don't understand, I just want to figure it out, otherwise I will keep thinking about it, or you can explain the spell to me again?"

"This... what the spell is, I almost forgot."

"The great way is invisible, eight parts of yin and yang, the great way is nameless, yin and yang are retrograde, the eight magical powers, the art of idealism, the gate of good fortune...Master, can you explain it to me?"

Qingyunzi pondered, and said: "I haven't practiced the law of the world for a long time, but I have forgotten all of these... Allow me to think for a while, and I will tell you when I remember."

"Okay." Ye Shaoyang said, stood up, stretched his waist, walked to Qing Yunzi, and said, "But Master, do you know why this spell of the Eight Methods of Fenghuo has nothing to do with Fenghuo dime?" No?"

"What?" Qing Yunzi froze for a moment, "Why?"

"Because, this is not the Eight Ways of Wind and Fire at all."

Qing Yunzi stared at him blankly.

Ye Shaoyang smiled, "This is the formula of the green spell...you are really confused."

Qingyunzi frowned, and before he could speak, Ye Shaoyang made a sudden move, he was already ready, just as Qingyunzi was about to jump up, the seductive rope was already wrapped around his neck, Ye Shaoyang suddenly circled it around, and pulled it hard Pull, drag Qing Yunzi to the ground.

Everyone in the room was dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

"Master, you are crazy!" Zhang Xiaorui cried out when she heard the movement and saw this scene.

Qingyunzi turned over abruptly, rolling over under the disadvantage, with both hands clasping the hooking rope, he pointed at Ye Shaoyang's arm.

Ye Shaoyang also raised his hand to hit him, bang bang bang, the two of them exchanged more than a dozen handprints in less than ten seconds, and finally Ye Shaoyang flicked Qingyunzi's hand away, pinching his neck with one hand, Qingyun Zizi opened his mouth suddenly, and there was actually a forked tongue like a snake letter in his mouth, quickly licking towards Ye Shaoyang's face.

Ye Shaoyang pinched his neck with his left hand, raised his right hand, grabbed his tongue with two fingers in the middle of the food, and was about to chant a mantra to stop it, the tongue suddenly grew, entangled his two fingers, and a stream of mucus oozes from the tongue , spread it on Ye Shaoyang's fingers, and immediately felt a tingling pain.

Ye Shaoyang made a hook with his foot, stepped on the hook, picked it up, grabbed it with his left hand, pulled it back, and jumped back at the same time, Qing Yunzi staggered, and relying on the strength of his tongue, he held Ye Shaoyang tightly.

"Depend on!"

Ye Shaoyang chanted the incantation, stretched out the middle finger of his left hand, and inserted it into Qing Yunzi's two eye sockets.

With a sound of "Puff", two eyeballs burst open, and yellow liquid sprayed out from inside. Ye Shaoyang freed his hand, and took out a Five Emperors coin with his left hand. He went down and cut off his tongue with a bang.

Ye Shaoyang grabbed the hook, turned around, threw Qing Yunzi to the ground, stepped on his throat with one foot, took out a peach wood sword from his backpack, and was about to nail him in the face.

"Shaoyang, I am your master." Qing Yunzi pleaded.

The movement of Ye Shaoyang's hand froze for a moment, and then he pointed the mahogany sword at the center of his eyebrows and pierced it.

"You are not my master!"

Black blood gushed out from the wound, was washed by spiritual power, and was steaming white. Qing Yunzi was trembling, but he grinned and laughed.

"You can't kill me, Ye Shaoyang, I will come again, you will die under my hands...haha..."

"Try it!" Ye Shaoyang held the mahogany sword, twisted it hard, poured in more stellar energy, and quickly evaporated all the gushing black blood, and Qingyunzi did not move.

But the last string of weird laughter was still lingering in everyone's ears.

Under everyone's shocked observation, Qing Yunzi's body shrank continuously, first turning into a black liquid, then turning from liquid into black ash, and finally turning into mist and dissipating in the air.

Ye Shaoyang took a deep breath, rubbed his fingers, looked at the dazed old Guo and said, "Brother, go light some incense and smoke it in the room."

(End of this chapter)——