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"Thank you, Daoist!"

Su Che thanked again: "I will understand this sentence well!"

"Okay, go back and rest, it's getting late."

Wei Ziqing said: "Master, let me ask some sisters to dispose of Ding Lanjun's body... After all, they are also sisters of the same family for 20 years. Now that she is on this road, even if I kill her with my own hands, I still want it. Finally, I will send it to you." She goes."

"it is good."

Donghai Taoist took one last look at Ding Lanjun's body, and then left.

Those who abandon me shall not stay yesterday.

People in the world are in chaos, she has come to this stage, it will be heartbreaking to be a master, so what can I do?

If you really want to blame, you can only blame yourself for not educating her well.

Donghai Taoist returned to her cave, and continued to work hard to break through Tianyan!

Su Che accompanied Wei Ziqing and called a few female disciples from the academy to help dispose of Ding Lanjun's body.

Seeing that Mr. Ding Lan was dead, the female disciple of the Academy was quite frightened.

No one knows exactly what happened.

She was sleeping well, why did she suddenly do this?

But, they dare not ask.

I can only bury my head and work.

Soon, the corpses were processed.

Wei Ziqing ordered them to take them to the back mountain for burial, but they could not be buried in the designated location inside the Shimen tomb.

After all, Mr. Ding Lan died because he deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors. This kind of disciple will not be allowed to enter the sect again in his next life.

The female disciples nodded to show that they knew what to do.

Before leaving, Wei Ziqing stopped them.

"I know you must be wondering why Mr. Ding Lan died suddenly. If I don't tell you a few words about this, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep after returning..."

"I can only say that after tonight, Master and her elders will reveal the real reason to the public. It's a long story, and I can't tell the whole story at this moment. You just need to do what I say."

"Yes, Senior Sister Ziqing!"

"it is good……"

Several female disciples nodded obediently, and dragged Ding Lanjun's body to the back mountain for burial.

The land behind the mountain.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

It was two or three o'clock in the morning.

The hairy moon in the sky was gloomy and cold, and the draft wind from the mountain stream came over from time to time and brushed his sleeves.

The cold feeling immediately made one's hair stand on end, coupled with the occasional calls of unknown birds and beasts from deep in the dense forest.

The female disciples who buried Ding Lanjun were frightened instantly, their whole bodies became hot, their hairs exploded, they almost passed out, cold sweat dripped down their fingertips...

Suddenly!

A black shadow flashed by!

"what!!"

Several female disciples screamed, and ran away without saying a word!

on site.

The erratic black shadow gradually turned into a human form. Standing in front of Ding Lanjun's corpse, he shook his head helplessly, and let out a hoarse voice.

"Ding Lanjun, Ding Lanjun, I finally found you, a puppet, to help me achieve great things! I didn't expect you to be so unbelievable! I gave you the ghost hand scepter, and you can't kill the Taoist nun who is defenseless against you, what a waste ah……"

The voice under the black robe was full of pity and regret.

While talking, the black robe slowly squatted down, and unexpectedly took out a dagger, and lightly scratched his fingertips...

"Zilla!"

Immediately, a stream of bright red blood burst out from the wound.

This drop of blood then slowly dripped onto Ding Lanjun's lips.

blah blah...

blah blah...

The blood followed the skin lines of the flaming red lips, entered the mouth bit by bit, and slowly flowed down the throat...

Under the black robe, Granny Huai of Nanjiang was even more muttering, muttering some spells to herself: "Use my blood to nourish your spirit, the three souls are no longer, the seven souls are gone, you are alone A soul is a wild ghost, use my blood to nourish your spirit, it is not a lonely soul, it is not a wild ghost..."

As Nanjiang Huaipo chanted the incantation, the blood continued to drip, and the sorcery of the Wumen began to play a role soon...

Ding Lanjun's body, which had been so cold for a long time, his lips seemed to be moistened enough with blood, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly...

Seeing this scene, under the black robe, the corners of Nan Jiang Huai Po's lips also turned up, and she smiled happily...

Put away your wrists.

Chanting the mantra again...

"Use my blood to nourish your spirit, not a lonely soul, not a wild ghost..."

After a few minutes...

Fingertips moved...

lips move...

The forearm can move...

The big arm even moved...

When Ding Lanjun slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were no longer blue eyes, but the color of blood!

Blood red and blood red, the whole body is completely natural, and it is impossible to tell what is the white of the eyes and the blackness of the eyes.

"Stand up!" Under the black robe, the hoarse voice shouted commandingly!

"boom!"

Ding Lanjun suddenly looked like a zombie, straightened his body, and stood up straight from the ground, his legs kicked straight, and he couldn't tell whether he was a human or a ghost.

Under the black robe, Granny Huai said: "From now on, you will be my puppet of the Wumen! If the Wumen are born, you will live; if the Wumen die, you will die!"

Ding Lanjun's voice was also sharp and piercing, it was no longer the voice of a normal person.

He paused every word, and swallowed the jujube: "When the Wu family is born, I will live; if the Wu family dies, I will die."

"it is good……"

Granny Huai nodded in satisfaction: "Come with me... Although your action failed this time, we still have many opportunities! The hatred that has spanned 30 years, how can I easily give up! Daoist Donghai, you Wait for me to break through your Heavenly Dao Formation!! When the time comes, it will be called the sky and the earth will not work!!"

……

Those female disciples who buried Mr. Ding Lan ran away together because they were taken aback.

After escaping to the front mountain, several people hugged each other and curled up in the corner of the wall. It took more than half an hour before their pale faces recovered.

under the moonlight.

A few people, you look at me, I look at you...

"What should we do... Senior Sister Ziqing entrusted us with the task of burying Senior Sister Lan Jun, but the body was thrown in the back mountain, and we ran away without completing the task..."

"Yeah, if we are found out later, we will be miserable. We can't even do this well..."

"But I'm really scared. During the day, I saw Senior Sister Lanjun who was so proud that she could dance, but in the middle of the night, she turned into a dead person, a corpse, and her eyes stared so hard that she couldn't bear to die. Look, I see she has been staring at us, I am really scared to death..."

"The key is that I really saw a black shadow flashing over, it was definitely not my eyesight... Could it be that Senior Sister Lan Jun died unjustly, the soul immediately turned around and came to the door..."

"My god, don't talk about it, I'm about to be scared to death... Even if it's a real murder, what does it have to do with us? We didn't kill her, we just buried her..."

"Forget about scaring me to death..." Another female disciple didn't care about her image, she hugged the stone pillar next to her and refused to let go.

When the other two heard this, they couldn't help shivering all over, and all the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

"Don't talk about these useless things, let's think about what to do. Should we go back and grit our teeth and bury people to complete the task, or should we just pack our bags and go down the mountain and never come back... Otherwise, we will not be happy at both ends, We didn't do well what we had arranged, and no one ran away. We will inevitably be punished tomorrow... Besides, the cause of Sister Lan Jun's death is unknown. Just beat him to death..."

"This this."

A few people look at me and I look at you, but they don't know what to do...