My master is Uncle Jiu

The yin qi that swept out of the desolate tomb was so strong that I never imagined that it would to the ground, and at that moment, it was like being in an ice cellar, which made me feel cold all over the place, and goosebumps rose.

The evil worship of the resentful spirit level has to be said to be very powerful.

This is still during the day, when the sun is at its strongest, if the yin and yang are intertwined, and at night, then this evil cult will be even more careless.

You can't wait until night, you have to kill it during the day.

Otherwise, it's going to be dangerous tonight.

Xiaoyu was injured by me last night, and I killed her four children, so she will definitely not let me go.

When such an accident occurred, Wen Cai was startled, and his legs were trembling.

Raising his palm, a talisman was struck, and the talisman burned, blazing, engulfing around the grave, and then quickly extinguished.

Wen Cai stared at the deserted grave and was ready for it at the moment.

The left hand pinched the talisman, and the right hand held the copper coin sword.

But after a gust of wind, there was no movement, and Xiaoyu did not come out of the deserted grave.

"Chen Shan, are you okay?"

Turning his head to look at me, Wen Cai asked me worriedly.

"I'm fine."

Getting up from the ground, I took out the mahogany sword that Luo Pozi had given me, and then slashed my finger so that the tip of the sword was stained with my blood.

Ordinary exorcism is not as effective as my blood.

"Be careful."

Wen Cai looked at the desolate grave, and then frowned slightly and said: "To make such a big move, this evil cult seems to be more powerful than before, but don't worry, with the teacher by her side, she can't make any waves."

"Then this grave is still dug up?" I asked.

"Not yet."

Wen Cai said: "It would be best if I could force her out."

Speaking of this, he pointed at the deserted grave with a copper coin sword in his hand, and shouted very majestically, "Damn evil worship, what are you hiding in, don't you like to harm people?" Dao Ye, I'm here, and there is a kind of harm to me. "

You can't come out, do you?"

Looking at the desolate grave, Wen Cai sneered: "Don't worry, this Dao chief has a way to force you out." "

Chen Shan, are you still not a child?"

I knew what Wen Cai wanted to do, so I nodded and said, "Master, I'm a child, but I don't have any urine now." "

It's okay if you don't pee, go and poop her!"

When I heard this, I was confused, I didn't expect Wencai to be so lacking in morality.

"Let's go." Wencai said.

But at this moment, Wen Cai suddenly screamed, like a kite with a broken string, and his body flew upside down two meters away, and then smashed to the ground.

When I looked up, I saw a black palm print on Wen Cai's left cheek.

The face was all swollen.

And Wen Cai was lying on the ground, staring at his eyes, as if he had been slapped with Venus, and he couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south.

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

This is Xiaoyu who was in the deserted grave, and she was slapped in the face.

It's quite heavy.

Wen Cai was stunned, then jumped up angrily, touched his hot face, and suddenly his face was full of anger.

At the same time, it's embarrassing.

After all, I am his apprentice, and I am embarrassed in front of my own apprentice, can this not be embarrassing?

"Master, are you okay?" I asked with concern.

"It's fine."

Picking up the copper coin sword, Wen Cai walked towards the deserted tomb with great momentum, and shouted angrily at the same time: "You dare to sneak attack this Dao Chief, your Tema's death is decided, and this Dao Leader will use child urine to force you out now, so that you will die without a place to be buried."

Speaking of which, Wen Cai immediately took off his pants.

However, at this moment, a black shadow appeared out of thin air in the deserted tomb, and raised his palm to fan Wen Cai's face.

Bang.

The sound of a very crisp slap, deafening, resounded in the mass grave.

And then.

The ghost of Wencai cried wolf and howled, and was swept out again, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

This time it's even worse.

Wencai's nose and mouth were all slapped crooked.

Burst.

His throat rolled, and he opened his mouth to spurt red blood.

I couldn't bear to look at it.

With this ability, I am embarrassed to say that I am a disciple of Uncle Jiu, and I am embarrassed to be my apprentice?

To be honest, I don't even have the face to say it, Wen is my teacher.

With a dark shadow standing on the grave, I picked up my peachwood sword and quickly rushed over.

The black shadow is naturally Xiaoyu.

She was dressed in white, with her hair disheveled, with a big belly, and she was looking at me through gritted teeth.

There was a heavy yin qi exuding from his body, like black ink spitting out.

Seeing me rushing over, holding the peachwood sword in his hand, still stained with blood, he immediately showed a look of jealousy.

Without any hesitation, it turned into a puff of black smoke and burrowed into the deserted tomb.

When I was at Ren's house last night, I was hurt by my blood, and now I'm scared when I see me.

Hide in the grave, and I can't help her.

Unless the grave is dug up.

Picking up the hoe on the ground, I was about to dig the grave, but my master Venerable Wencai shouted from behind: "Chen Shan, don't mess around, this evil cult is strong and cunning, and it is not something you can fight at all." Then

he got up in a frenzy.

But Wencai couldn't stand steadily, like he was drunk.

When I walked over, I held him.

Looking at his face, it was so red and swollen that he was fanned, and his mouth was crooked, which made me want to laugh when I looked at it.

"Are you laughing at being a teacher?"

Wen Cai suddenly looked at me with a tense face.

"No... No, I don't. I

said seriously: "Master, you are so badly injured, how can I laugh at you?"

"Do you think you don't have the ability to be a teacher?"

"Nope."

I hurriedly said, "Master has been cultivating for decades, and your strength must be leveraged."

"If only you understood."

The corners of Wen Cai's mouth twitched in pain, and he said to me: "Chen Shan, do you know, the ability to be a teacher is beyond your imagination.

"But you're being slapped badly."

Hurt like this, and bragging in front of me, I can't stand it anymore.

"It's an accident, you know?"

Wen Cai's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and stared at the good desolate grave, and then said to me: "It's just an evil spirit, Chen Shan, you can see it, there are a hundred ways to deal with her as a teacher, you watch from the side, study hard."

"Don't you need my help?" I asked.

"No, I don't."

Wen Cai shook his head, "I really thought that if she was hiding in the deserted tomb, I would have no way to deal with her, since I wanted to hide and couldn't come out, I would let her live forever and be trapped in the deserted tomb." With

that, he walked to the desolate grave.

After a cautious look at it, he took out an ink fountain and said to me, "Chen Shan, come here, take the ink line to the other side."

"Master, didn't you just say that you didn't need my help?" I was stunned.

"Did I say that?" Wen Cai glared.

Me: "..."Then

Wen Cai took out the ink line from the ink fountain, I took it, and stood on the other side of the grave.

And this ink line is red.

Then he saw Wen Cai and said: "This ink line is soaked with the blood of a black dog, and if it is popped out of a gossip array, the power will be doubled, and the evil spirits in the desolate tomb will be suppressed inside, so that she will not be able to come out." "