Urban Witcher

The three of them followed him outside, Lin Xiaoxian told them to wait, and drove the car over by himself. When the car came to take a look, the three of them were dumbfounded:

This is a small van, which is no less dilapidated than Lao Guo's Poussin.

"As expected, like a teacher, there must be a disciple," Ye Shaoyang shook his head helplessly.

"And blue is better than blue because of blue." Sibao also shook his head.

When the car came to the front, Ye Shaoyang and others went to get in the car. When they opened the car door, they found the words "Xiaolin Coffin Shop" printed on the door.

Ye Shaoyang said speechlessly: "How unlucky it is for you to print these words on the car."

"This is a live advertisement," Lin Xiaoxian said happily, "Look at the shape of my van, doesn't it look like a coffin? This is a car I specially chose, and this effect is what I want."

At the end, he added, "This is what my master taught me."

Ye Shaoyang almost spat out blood, the car in the shape of a coffin, getting on the car is like entering a coffin, which makes it difficult for people to sit in it.

"Great auspiciousness, no taboos." Sibao took out a bodhi seed, circled it around the car door a few times, and then got into the car helplessly.

Along the way, Lin Xiaoxian kept asking Ye Shaoyang some questions about Taoism. Although these questions were the foundation of the foundation in Ye Shaoyang's view, it can also be known that Lao Guo taught him some Taoism besides building coffins. After asking, I found out that this guy is really the same as Lao Guo, who runs a coffin shop, but is doing the business of consecrating people to exorcise evil spirits. No wonder Lao Guo sent him to pick him up, so he is considered one of his own.

Lin Xiaoxian was very cautious, and didn't ask too much about tonight's actions, which made Ye Shaoyang very satisfied, not because he didn't want him to know, but because he didn't want him to be involved for nothing.

After getting off the highway and approaching Wu Le's mansion, Ye Shaoyang asked Lin Xiaoxian to turn off the lights, slow down, drive the car into the grass by the side of the road, and then the group went to the hut they had visited during the day in the dark.

Lin Xiaoxian insisted on following, eagerly wanting to see the authentic Xuanqing Mountain Soul Detention Token, Ye Shaoyang thought that there was no danger, so he took him with him, after all, it is not appropriate for people to wait in the car when they are picked up by car.

When a group of people came to the deserted house, Ye Shaoyang didn't delay, and directly used the method to restrain the soul, while the other three people watched from the side.

Ye Shaoyang burned the talisman with Wu Ley's name and birth date written on it, and after he finished chanting the mantra, he waited for a while, when a gust of wind blew, Ye Shaoyang suddenly opened his eyes, and both eyes became blood red.

"What's going on!" Rui Lengyu saw something was wrong, and asked in his ear.

"I found his soul, but someone put a restriction in his body, which is more troublesome."

"It must be the sorcerer," Sibao said, "I thought you would arrest your soul, so I made preparations in advance."

Ye Shaoyang sneered, "Compared to the orthodox Taoism, he is really no good." Then he pulled out a mahogany sword from his belt, picked out a few paper money, went to the altar, stirred the incense, and said sharply: "Zhao Male Heihu, Liu Ding Liu Jia, follow my orders and forcefully detain the living soul, there must be no mistakes!"

After the recitation, he pulled out the incense stick from the altar, put it into his own mouth, took a bite of the incense ash out, then took out a bottle of Dharma water, took a sip, and sprayed it on the mahogany sword, a golden light immediately lit up on the mahogany sword.

Ye Shaoyang held the mahogany sword in his hand, waved it in the air a few times, pinched the formula with his left hand, pressed the sword edge with his middle finger, and pushed forward to the end, shouting: "Come out!"

A ray of light, following his gestures, rolled down from the edge of the sword and turned into a human form. It was Wu Le, who was sitting on the ground, looking at Ye Shaoyang in confusion, and soon realized that there was no longer the usual long look in his eyes. Seeing the majestic demeanor of the mage, he shivered. This has nothing to do with him, but an instinctive awe of the soul for the mage.

What's more, Ye Shaoyang is the Celestial Master of Xuanqing Mountain, when he practiced the method, no ghosts in the world would dare to look up.

"Wu Le! My celestial master is holding your soul. I only ask a few questions and answer them truthfully. Afterwards, I release you. Where is Liang Daosheng now?"

"In, at my house." Wu Le in the form of a soul, like all ghosts, faltered in the face of Ye Shaoyang, who was like a god, and answered truthfully.

Sure enough there! Ye Shaoyang glanced at Rui Lengyu, and asked again: "What's his plan?"

Just as Wu Yue was about to answer, Ye Shaoyang screamed suddenly, spurted a mouthful of blood forward, shook his body twice, leaned on the ground with a mahogany sword, and then knelt on the ground.

This sudden scene caught Rui Lengyu and others by surprise, and hurried forward to check. Under the candlelight, Ye Shaoyang's whole body was glowing with blue light, gusts of air-conditioning came out, and his hands were cold.

In just a few seconds, a layer of frost formed on his body.

Rui Lengyu opened his eyelids, immediately a puddle of cyan sticky fluid flowed out, and she cried out, "What a terrible poison! How are you, Shaoyang!"

Ye Shaoyang bit the tip of his tongue, swallowed a mouthful of blood, protected his heart, sat down cross-legged reluctantly, and began to breath out and adjust his breath.

"It's been tricked!" Sibao slapped his thigh fiercely, "When the mage was restraining the soul, the six senses in his body were activated, forming a spiritual bridge with the detained soul. This bastard must have used the old guy's soul to lay down Shaoyang insanity!"

Rui Lengyu panicked when she heard it, and looked at Ye Shaoyang's body with more and more frost, and murmured: "What is the poison so powerful!"

"The corpse poison of the Nine Yi people must be there. Ordinary people will die if they touch it. If they are completely defenseless, even a mage can't resist it. Moreover, Shaoyang is poisoned from the inside of the eight extraordinary meridians..."

Rui Lengyu squatted down, stuffed a piece of gold leaf into his mouth, then took out a lipstick-shaped cinnabar pen, drew a few strokes on his face, and chanted a mantra to help him expel the poison of the corpse.

"Pfft!" Ye Shaoyang spat out another mouthful of blood, this time it was black blood, and there were some tiny multi-legged insects crawling in the dirty blood, Rui Lengyu knew at a glance that this was Gu. Being able to dismantle the opponent's spells and use ghosts to cast Gu, the cultivation base of this wizard is really extremely strong.

"Shaoyang, Shaoyang, how are you doing!" Rui Lengyu said in a voice while holding his hands.

Ye Shaoyang opened his eyes, and there was a white cloud in his eyes. He wanted to speak, but he spit out another mouthful of dirty blood. He felt that there seemed to be countless bugs in his body chasing along the meridians. Fatuna can only barely hold on to his heart, not to be captured, and Qing knows that if this continues, it will be over sooner or later.

Could it be that he was about to die like this? Unwilling, unwilling.

The Heavenly Master's blood killed batch after batch of Gu insects, but these insects seemed to be endless. Under the successive attacks, the Gang Qi in Ye Shaoyang's body was gradually exhausted, and his heart was about to fall.

Xiao Zhoutian still couldn't deal with such a vicious Gu technique...

Ye Shaoyang vomited blood continuously, and his consciousness became blurred a little bit. At this moment, a voice sounded in his heart:

The true fate of the Tao, life without form, difficult and easy to complement each other...

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