Raising Evil Spirits

It turned out that the plane was driven to go to the Shanghai Great World Nightclub. No wonder Zhao Yu and Tong Sanjin were so persistent that they didn't forget about it even when the plane crashed.

Zhao Yu did not cry, but still braved his fangs. Perhaps he hated himself for not being able to protect Tong Sanjin. This period of drunkenness and dreams should finally come to an end.

Those who have a soul will eventually want to grow up, and Zhao Yu is the same.

The dust was flying, Tong Sanjin's body was finally left with only half of the body armor and a torn suit.

Liao Zhao did his duty. He took a small bottle, collected the dust left by Tong Sanjin, packed it in, and packed his clothes, folded them properly, and arrived in front of me: "One day, look at this. ..."

"Buried, it's a brother after all. It's a good place to be buried in a bamboo forest, watching bamboo during the day and listening to the wind at night." I remembered the old bamboo forest of the old lady of the Zhang family. It used to be the place where Zhao Yu was buried. It is also a good choice to let him bury there.

"Well, let's bury it there. The mountains and clear waters are beautiful. We can occasionally worship when we have time. One day, after this incident, we should hide in there. There is no safe place in Dalong County now." He glanced at Liao Hong, who was crying, and felt quite uncomfortable.

"Alright, I will allocate a portion of the money to you at that time, and I will temporarily leave Dalong County for a while. During this time period, you should cultivate well." I sighed and looked back at Zhao, who was in a daze. Yu said, "Zhao Yu, what are your plans?"

"My emperor, the old boy can't die in vain. I want to destroy the purple emperor's door! But this ability is not good. My emperor is a master of ghosts. I beg my emperor to separate my soul and body and lead me into the Tao, and Liao Honghe Liao Zhao is a master at refining the corpse. Although his strength is weak, the spirit and corpse can be handed over to them. I will be able to get better soon after practicing on both sides!" Zhao Yu said, begging me a little.

"Okay, I'll take care of things here. Let's meet in Zhulin later." I nodded, knowing that Zhao Yu didn't want to fly a plane anymore, and finally became a professor who understands planes. Now for revenge, I am willing to abandon this. Hobby.

Ouyang He saw that I had finished handling the matter temporarily, so he walked over. He is Zhang Dongliang’s junior, an old man in the Taoist stage: "Xia Yitian, what is this thing? Even in the suburbs, it can’t be done like this, right? Brother Zhang. The side is still entangled in affairs, and it is precarious. There is such a big incident here again. It's wrong, we can't handle it."

"Kongxuanmen is a Daoist evil sect. They came to me for trouble and killed Yan Zihua of the Zihuangmen. Yan Zihua also killed my corpse king. I am a victim. Why are you looking for me? Go to Li Poxiao, Sun. Going to Chongyang, since Lao Zhang is not in the dark, this matter should be turned into a trivial matter. If it is a big deal, you should take a photo for the record. If you have something to call, can you still take me back to interrogate me for three days and three nights?" Said unhappy.

"Haha, now, who doesn’t know you can make trouble most, who do you find if you don’t? Yes, I’m an errand guy, and I’m going to file this matter and wait for the summons." Seeing that I’m not happy, Ouyang He can only call haha. Run to find Sun Chongyang, who looks the most upright gentleman, and ask what happened.

Li Poxiao seemed to me for a long time. Seeing that I was finally done with the corpse king's affairs, he walked over: "Xia Yitian, that is to kill all the twenty purple emperor disciples and the instructor in the Tang Family Manor. Ghost emperor, right? I won’t say too many things. It’s still the same sentence, you raise ghosts for disaster, don’t be obsessed with it, rein in the precipice, look at your corpse king, your friends, and even your few year-long friends , All died indirectly because of you. After so many experiences, don't you understand?"

"Li Poxiao, I respect you for warding off evil spirits and defending the way. I am also grateful for your help just now, but you should not judge my right or wrong with your set. There is always a choice, and there is always right and wrong. , There may be helplessness, and there is also determination, if you think I am a demon, you can let go! I still say that I did not kill people, no matter how much you dare to make noise, don't blame me for turning my face!" I became gloomy and he said How can I not know that, but if I choose, I will bear the consequences.

"Don't blind your eyes to hatred, see you in Tai Chi." Li Poxiao didn't say anything any more, and left quickly. He wanted to leave, and no one could stop him.

Qian Kun Dao is to punish evil and promote good. It can be used on me, and I feel dazzling all the time.

"Friend Xia Dao, I have finished asking about things here, and I have returned to Tai Chi Sect. I can't keep it from happening. I will tell the truth to Master. But the ghost emperor and you should not know each other before, and the problem should not be big. I look forward to your visit to Taijimen and listening to Master’s insights, it will always be good for you." Sun Chongyang said to me.

"Let's talk at that time." I replied, Sun Chongyang is better at speaking than Li Poxiao after all, at least he can understand the feelings of others at the moment.

The official Xuanmen handled these matters fairly quickly. After obtaining evidence quickly, they packed up all the corpses and traces, and no longer dared to touch me, and drove away.

The funeral procession came back soon. Seeing that the wall had collapsed and there were blood stains in many places, I couldn't help being a little surprised. I didn't have time to pay attention to it, so I went into the yard and looked for Long 11.

Long eleven asked about what happened, but I didn't have any concealment. He said it all over again, and the prototype of the blood cloud coffin box he played with was also figured out. It's a pity that it looks like this, it's not as exquisite as the original box.

"The box is really not well done, and the functions are not replicated. I suspect that it only has the function of collecting souls. The raw materials are only welt, but they are not real materials." Long Shixi said.

"The materials were temporarily taken from Xinxian Town God. It is normal if it is not done well, but it is enough to have the function of collecting souls. I will get good materials back and hope that Mr. Long can make another one. I will hit you with the money. Account." I said.

"By the way, although the functions are a little bit less, but you gave me a lot of materials before, I made one more, hoping to be useful to you." Long 11 seemed to feel that the imitation had not succeeded, so he charged some money. Feeling disappointed, he took one more box to me.

I couldn’t help being surprised: "Old Long, thank you very much. I just missed two. I thought I could only make one. Oh, yes, Dalong County is not safe now. For the sake of future livelihood, We plan to change the base of the Four Little Immortals to the bamboo forest on the outskirts of the city. I will find the Zhang family to settle down the site. When it is built, I will concentrate there."

"Oh, that village? It's a good place. People will be relaxed when you live there. By the way, you only come here for a long time. Let me tell you about the progress of ghost tools. In fact, most of the production has to be completed. In terms of sales, your housekeeper, Daimei, is also doing a good job. He often comes up to ask me about the supply. In addition, the old man is so busy now that he is planning to invite two more apprentices. What do you think?" Long 11 asked.

"Yes, please take hold of Mr. Long. You don't need to always ask me for instructions. Just discuss business matters with Daimei." Since there is a business agreement with Zhou Xuan and a small stove has been opened for business, Daimei has yin and yang. Ling, occasionally come to pick up goods in the sun.

With two boxes with me, I drove the car to the suburbs and went into the bamboo forest. I saw the newly bought pickup truck of the Liao brothers parked on the side of the road. I also parked the car and walked in instead.

The mountain road is steep, and as you move closer to the hut, the surrounding air becomes gloomy.

As he was walking, there was a sudden sound of flute floating from a distance, and the voice was dull, making people cry. Actually, I don’t understand the feelings between ancient people, but watching TV, the old people cherish the memory. When I go to the grave, I don’t forget to sing a song. I feel sorrowful, and I think it’s just showing off. Bleak.

When I arrived in the bamboo forest, I saw Zhao Yu standing up against the wind, standing on the hill, blowing the jade flute, mourning the departure of Tong Sanjin.

Everything in the bamboo forest is silent, even the insects and birds croak disappear suddenly, and the intermittent sound of the flute whirls in the low circle of the air with the breath of bamboo shoots, as if the passing of time.

Zhao Yu's fingers rose and fell, the sound of the flute turned sadly to Xiao Suo, and then drifted away, and finally there was the sound of gold and iron. When I walked in, the killing in the sound of the flute was already obvious.

Think about it when I first met Zhao Yu, it was here. Now, does he want me to take him to revenge?