Only the writings of the heavens will counterattack

Chapter 215 The Dangling Cixi Tomb, Sending It to Heaven
"Um?"

Jiang Fan's expression froze, and he felt dry and hot after absorbing a little smoke, which was a state he had never experienced before.

"Ah~"

Cixi let out a soft cry, his face flushed a little. At this moment, the lamp god saw that Jiang Fan had not absorbed the spiritual energy, so he immediately turned into a puff of white smoke and returned to the smoke.

"See no evil..."

call.

The red mist penetrated everywhere and quickly entered Jiang Fan's body, making his blood boil and his body even more agitated.

Cixi's condition was worse than Jiang Fan's, his eyes blurred, and he slowly crawled towards Jiang Fan.

"Roar……"

Jiang Fan's last sanity was completely overwhelmed, he turned into a beast and rushed towards Cixi.

sla.

sla.

sla.

Roar!
The quiet mausoleum emits horrifying roars and rhythmic rhythms.

The picture is poignant and beautiful, you can't bear to look directly at it, just imagine it.

……

three days later.

Daoist Yimei, who was already in a hurry, came back from the Taoist hall. He brought a lot of magic weapons, such as the gossip mirror, the mahogany sword, the evil spirit bell, Luo Geng...all of them, and prepared to go to the tomb to rescue Jiang Fan.

Yes.

Jiang Fan, who hadn't come back for three days, must have been more or less ominous in Daoist Yimei's heart. If it wasn't for his trust in Jiang Fan, Daoist Yimei would have gone in on the first day.

On the third day, he decided not to wait any longer. Before he left, he told Xiao Hai to tell Mao Xiaofang about it if he didn't come back after three days. If you don't come, it's useless to go by Mao Xiaofang alone.

In this way, as if explaining the funeral, the Taoist priest with one eyebrow came to Cixi's tomb again. He looked into the tomb with resolute eyes. It was a dark road with no end in sight, full of dangers, full of dangers, Thorns, but nothing can stop Yimei Daochang's determination.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stomped his feet, took out his flashlight, and walked towards the grave.

Tapping.

As he was walking, Daoist Yimei suddenly heard footsteps, which made him stagnate.

"Anyone?"

Daoist froze with one eyebrow, hearing footsteps at this time was not a good sign.

"Master, why are you here?"

At this time, Jiang Fan's voice sounded, and Daoist Yimei was taken aback when he heard it.

"Wen Cai, is that you? Are you alive?"

Jiang Fan replied: "Uncle, don't curse me all day, I'm a zombie, how could I die."

Said, Jiang Fan appeared in front of Daoist Yimei, and Daoist Yimei was very happy to see Jiang Fan.

Just a moment later, Daoist Yimei looked at Jiang Fan suspiciously, and just as Jiang Fan was about to get close to Daoist Yimei, Daoist Yimei stepped back half a step and shouted: "Wait a minute, are you really a literary talent? "

The Taoist priest couldn't help but doubt that Jiang Fan disappeared for three days in a row, and finally emerged unscathed, which gave him a bad feeling.

Even Jiang Fan can be trapped and unable to deal with demons and ghosts, it doesn't seem strange to pretend to be Jiang Fan to deceive himself.

"Um, uncle, I'm really a literary talent."

Jiang Fan gave a wry smile, he didn't expect this to happen.

The Taoist priest with one eyebrow obviously didn't believe it, he stared at Jiang Fan seriously, and he still held the mahogany sword tightly.

Looking at the momentum of the battle, Jiang Fan had no doubt that if he took a step forward, the opponent would attack brazenly.

"Don't talk, hearing your voice now reminds me of Wen Cai, what are you holding in your hand?"

Daoist asked with an eyebrow.

"Oh, it's just an ordinary oil lamp, which has the same function as your flashlight and is used for lighting."

"It's barely reasonable. Also, what have you been doing for the past three days? Why hasn't there been any movement?"

If there is no movement, it means that you are not in the main tomb, otherwise your ears will be pregnant.

Thinking of what he had done in the past three days, Jiang Fan coughed lightly, he didn't expect Cixi to be so strong.

For a while, he actually had a lot of aftertaste.

Jiang Fan said: "Master, you don't know. For the past three days, I have been controlled by a very scary goblin. I have been tormenting and wrestling with it every day. In the end, I was the one who was superior and subdued the goblin. , knelt down and begged for mercy, completely defeated."

"What kind of goblin is so powerful that it still needs to be subdued for three days?"

Daozhang Yimei muttered, racking his brains, but he couldn't think of such a terrifying goblin in the world.

"Then what about the goblin now?" asked the Taoist priest with one eyebrow.

Jiang Fan said: "God has the virtue of loving life. After she was surrendered by me, I sent her on her way, Infinite Heavenly Venerable."

Daoist with one eyebrow: "...!"

Why are you talking so slutty!
Also, can you not use the etiquette of Buddhism when you say Infinite Heavenly Venerable.

Hearing what Jiang Fan said, he still didn't believe that Jiang Fan was Jiang Fan, but he already had other ways to verify it in his mind, so he said, "In that case, come with me."

As he said that, Daoist Yimei was turning back to Jiang Fan, and almost fell because he couldn't see the front, but fortunately, he had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he stiffly stabilized his body.

Jiang Fan followed Yimei Daoist to the sun, but saw Yimei Daoist holding up the gossip mirror and looking at Jiang Fan. A ray of light fell on Jiang Fan, but it didn't cause any waves.

"Wen Cai, it really is you."

Now, Daoist Yimei finally believed in Jiang Fan's identity, and couldn't help saying excitedly.

"Great, it's a good thing you're fine, otherwise I wouldn't be able to explain to your master."

Jiang Fan was a little moved and said: "Master, I..."

"You, you, you, do you know how I have spent these three days? Ah!"

Jiang Fan: "...!"

Under Jiang Fan's reassurance, Daoist Yimei finally put away the stick, and then Jiang Fan briefly told Daoist Yimei about his experience in the tomb.

Of course, the three-day battle was directly ignored by Jiang Fan, and he only said that it was a particularly difficult battle.

Daoist Yimei didn't expect that a big man like Cixi was buried in a small Gantian Town, but fortunately he was sent on the road by Jiang Fan in the end, otherwise, another catastrophe would befall the people of Gantian Town.

After the two broke the crab game, they walked back to the Taoist hall slowly, talking and laughing.

During the period, they also saw Lei Xiu, Lei Xiu was obviously a little surprised, looked at the two of them with slightly suspicious eyes, and then fled like the wind.

This made the two of them stare blankly.

Daoist with one eyebrow patted Jiang Fan's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Wen Cai, I still have to dress up when I have time, look at you, now girls are scared away when they see you, uncle is very worried about your future ah."

Jiang Fan: "...!"

Master, are you sure you didn't see you?
Although Jiang Fan with long hair is not handsome, he is not ugly either... right?
"Uncle, I am so rich, how can I not find a wife in the future, so don't worry."

Unexpectedly, Taoist Yimei immediately said angrily after hearing this: "Vulgar, vulgar, can you do whatever you want with money? Can you buy a woman's sincerity with money? Talent, money is not everything!"

"Forehead."

Hearing the reprimand from Yimei Daoist, Jiang Fan was speechless.

He said weakly: "Uncle Shi, you are right, I can't indulge myself just because I have money, I must learn from Uncle Shi, be pure-hearted and be alone."

"Ahem, literary talent, there is no need. Now that Maoshan is remodeled, everything has changed, and there are not many disciples left in Maoshan, so you should pass on the family early."

Daoist Yimei was a little embarrassed, he didn't want Jiang Fan to imitate himself.

Back at Fuxi Hall, as soon as they entered, they saw Xiao Hai walking in front of them holding a spirit tablet.

"Ah, you are back!"

Seeing Jiang Fan and Yimei Daoist, Xiao Hai was startled first, then stunned, and then panicked endlessly.

The two of them were stunned by such a change, and it was faster than changing their faces, especially Jiang Fan, who couldn't help but applaud Xiao Hai.

"Xiao Hai, has someone died? Whose spirit tablet are you holding in your hand?" asked the Taoist priest with one eyebrow.

With a twist in his heart, he thought that another monster came out to harm people.

Unexpectedly, when Xiaohai heard this, he quickly put the spirit tablet behind him, his expression was a little flustered, he hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a word.

Daoist Yimei saw it and felt suspicious, so he took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and looked at Xiaohai quietly without saying anything, Xiaohai glanced at Jiang Fan, and in the silent passage of time, Xiaohai was finally defeated .

"puff……"

Daoist Yimei opened the spiritual seat, seeing it almost made him burst out laughing.

Above the spiritual position, it was Jiang Fan.

"Xiao Hai, is this prepared for me?"

Jiang Fan gritted his teeth and asked.

Xiao Hai was a little embarrassed and laughed dryly, not knowing how to get back.

"This... that... Wencai, don't misunderstand, this matter is actually not what you think."

Um?
What do I want to be?What else do you want to be?
The spiritual seat is ready for me before the person is dead?
The more he explained, the more flustered Xiao Hai became. He was honest and honest, but seeing Jiang Fan's fierce eyes, he swallowed his saliva.

"It's my uncle who said that you are more or less fortunate. I thought you might...so I prepared it for you in advance..."

Xiao Hai finished speaking in one breath, feeling relieved.

"What, Wencai, don't be angry, don't be angry with your body, Xiaohai is also for your own good, and he is very considerate." The one-eyed Taoist suppressed a smile to comfort Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan's face darkened when he heard this, and he couldn't help but applaud Xiao Hai's kindness, but this time, he wanted to pat Xiao Hai's head and play an emotional rhythm.

Xiao Hai sneered, and took half a step back, fearing that he would be hurt by Jiang Fan.

"Brother, the uncle's spiritual position is also ready, why are you getting spiritual positions for the uncle and the others? Did something happen to them?"

At this moment, Ah Chu came out with another spirit tablet, and said as he walked.

"What did you say?"

Xiao Hai wanted to stop Ah Chu, so he ran up to Ah Chu in a hurry, trying to take away the spiritual seat, but Daoist Yimei took the lead and took the spiritual seat from Ah Chu, looking down.

Good guy, his kind smile is printed on it, but this smile is not kind at all in the eyes of Daoist Yimei.

"Little sea!"

The one-eyed Taoist shouted in a low voice, Little Haydn felt that something was wrong, so he just ran away without saying a word.

"I'm sorry, uncle, Wencai, I won't dare next time." After Xiao Hai finished speaking, he ran away, leaving Ah Chu with a messy face.

"Master, don't be angry, don't be angry, Xiao Hai is also doing it for your own good, and he is very considerate."

Jiang Fan comforted him expressionlessly.

thoughtful?
Be considerate of your uncle!
Daoist with one eyebrow turned pale, he hesitated to speak.

When Ah Chu saw the two of them, he said, "You guys, are you all right?"

"roll!"

Ah Chu: "???"

……

Another three days passed, and Mao Xiaofang and Lei Gang finally came back from the mountain. After these ten days of retreat, the two of them were completely transformed.

After Mao Xiaofang greeted everyone one by one, he turned his gaze to Xiao Hai and asked doubtfully, "Xiao Hai, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Xiao Hai lowered his head, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, Master, I accidentally bumped into it at night."

Mao Xiaofang was a little puzzled, but he didn't care. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Brother, it's getting late. Let's go back to the Taoist hall first. My sister-in-law has already prepared the food and is waiting for you to go back."

"Okay, it just so happens that you guys also tell me what happened in the past few days." Mao Xiaofang said with a smile.

"What, it's actually Cixi who was buried in the Sky Crab Bureau!"

Hearing Yimei Daoist's narration, Mao Xiaofang was very surprised.

Even Ah Chu and Xiao Hai didn't expect such a strange experience to happen in the three days when Jiang Fan disappeared.

Daoist One Eyebrow nodded and said, "That's right, but it has been eliminated by Wen Cai."

Lei Gang glanced at Jiang Fan in surprise, and was puzzled when he saw that Mao Xiaofang and Yimei Daoist both looked familiar.

This literary talent doesn't seem to have any cultivation, how could he deal with Cixi?
"Wow, I didn't expect Wen Cai to be so powerful."

Ah Chu and Xiao Hai looked at Jiang Fan in surprise.

Mao Xiaofang even took Jiang Fan as an example and said: "If you two have one-ten-thousandth of your literary talents, I will be relieved."

After finishing speaking, Daoist Yimei and Mao Xiaofang left straight away. After they left, Ah Chu and Xiao Hai looked at each other, and they said in unison, "It's about you."

After the sumptuous dinner, Daoist One Eyebrow told Mao Xiaofang about the monsters coming to Gantian Town recently. When he learned that there were monsters harming people, Mao Xiaofang frowned.

"You mean, the monster is at Captain Song's house?"

Mao Xiaofang asked.

Daoist nodded with one eyebrow, and he said firmly: "Yeah."

Hearing this, Mao Xiaofang was a little silent, which is not easy to handle.

"This monster is quite discerning." Ah Chu said softly.

"What did you say?" Mao Xiaofang asked, Ah Chu quickly shook his head, saying that he didn't say anything.

"Third brother, let's go and have a look tomorrow." Mao Xiaofang said.

Unexpectedly, Daoist with one eyebrow shook his head and said, "No need, just look at this."

As he said that, Daoist Yimei took out an invitation card and handed it to Mao Xiaofang. Mao Xiaofang opened it and saw that it was Captain Song's wedding card.

"It seems that this banshee has successfully entered Captain Song's house."

Mao Xiaofang sighed. Captain Song had been single for 20 years before, and he didn't expect that he even found a wife in less than ten days after leaving.

"Master Mao, Master Uncle, why are you looking at me?" Jiang Fan found that the two turned their eyes to him, and the deep meaning in their eyes made him helpless.

The two shook their heads, they looked like elders who hated iron but not steel.

Putting away the invitation, Mao Xiaofang decided to go and have a look at the time, and then went back to the room to rest.

Zhong Jun didn't see Mao Xiaofang for ten days, so he dragged Mao Xiaofang into the room.

The moonlight is hazy, secretly hiding in the clouds.

(End of this chapter)