Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

Lead the way, be easy to talk to.

It just so happened that she also wanted to be there.

Qin Feng specifically told her to go and see it, which meant that there was something worth seeing there.

Du Manzhi moved next to Jiu Qiansui and whispered, "Are you not angry anymore?"

Nine Thousand Years Old stood sideways silently, the clouds were light and the wind was gentle, showing that he didn't want to speak.

Still angry?

Alas, a man's heart is like a fog in the mountains.

She really didn't know why he was upset, forget it.

Corpses were lying on the ground in various directions, all like hedgehogs pierced by arrows, and the blood of the corpses could easily cover the soles of their shoes.

The most convenient thing was to use Qinggong to fly over. Jiu Qiansui asked a Mintang master to come over and carry her, and reminded the person not to touch the wound she had just bandaged.

The people are quite nice.

Du Manzhi sighed in his heart, "Okay."

As a modern person, she felt that his instructions were particularly considerate. When his loyal subordinate heard such words, he was probably so warm that his nose was filled with snot.

How about someone else becoming a great leader? This is a trick.

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Behind the stable is a large warehouse, which is also the source of the black energy.

The back third of the warehouse was vacant and became the stronghold of the mysterious old man.

Having just experienced a big battle, the scene felt like it had been plowed by a hurricane, filled with the choking smell of paper ash. Some Jin Yiwei were carrying empty buckets and had just put out the fire in the corner.

The thin old man's soul was taken away, and his body was lying in paper ashes and debris.

Jiu Qiansui's eyes were sharp and he stopped her: "Don't go there."

Du Manzhi stared at the old man's body, which was shaking slightly.

The black energy swirling in the Yan Mansion was poured into the servant, and the servant became a corpse. The black energy became thinner and thinner, and in the end it was all concentrated in the old man's body.

Zhao Tie trotted in with Jin Yiwei. Perhaps the lamp he held stimulated it, or the strong yang energy made it uneasy. The skinny old man's body twitched crazily, jumping directly into the final stage of the corpse transformation.

Du Manzhi took out a Thunder Fire Talisman, which was the biggest expense tonight, and her spare few thousand popularity points were all gone.

"Stand back! He's going to transform into a corpse!"

She took a step forward, but the corner of her clothes was held by Jiu Qiansui, making her unable to break free.

No one noticed this, they just looked shocked.

However, neither the governor nor the commander said a word. The Jin Yiwei did not dare to retreat. They just pointed their swords at the corpse, steadying their horse steps, and a group of people circled cautiously around the corpse.

The thin old man's bulging cheeks were twisted and cracked, his fangs exposed, his nails swollen, he bounced up, and bit the nearest Jin Yiwei!

Zhao Tiefei kicked it hard on the side of the face. The dull sound was as if what he kicked was not human flesh and bones, but an iron plate.

Zhao Tie landed: "Father!"

Nine Thousand Years Old calmly ordered: "Kill."

Just wait for his words!

The skinny old man's corpse transformed quickly, but he couldn't stop the Jin Yiwei from rushing forward.

More than a dozen Xiuchun knives were stuck into its hard surface, and they were pulled several times, splitting the flesh bit by bit, revealing the black bones, and nailing it in place.

Zhao Tie swung a giant beheading knife and chopped off its head with one blow.

Du Manzhi silently put the talisman back into his bag.

Facts have proved that to deal with low-level ghosts, strong physical fitness is the best way.

With them in front, she couldn't even grab a place for her to rush forward and throw the talisman.

Jiu QianSui finally let go of her clothes and said, "Master Du Tian, ​​I have a question, why did the disaster of corpses and humans occur?"

Du Manzhi had already prepared the draft. She was not going to tell lies, because Jiu Qian was very receptive.

"A corpse-raising array was set up in the stable area, and the center of the array was in this warehouse. On the way we killed a slave ghost who sucked the essence of living people. He might be this man's son... He was furious and wanted to Die with us."

The thin old man also knows how to paper-tie. When he faced Wu Chang, he threw out several groups of paper horse armies. He obviously used the spirit-giving method in paper-tie.

It is not as exquisite as the skills taught to her by Grandma Bai, but it is better because she is familiar with it and can also reveal a bit of aura. There were more than a dozen ordinary paper horses around half a man's height - before he had time to enlighten them, they were lured away by Qin Feng.

"But there's one thing I can't figure out."

The old paper maker is actually hiding here to control the corpse raising formation.

She thought the mastermind behind the scenes was preparing for the wedding... After all, she came in just to interrupt the ceremony.

The result now is like swinging a stick with full strength in the wrong direction. I always feel that the opponent should have a back-up move, but I can't figure it out.

Jiu Qiansui listened quietly, and he noticed that her eyes were very beautiful, with dark pupils reflecting the light of the lantern, and her warm red lips opening and closing, which reminded him of a pot of flowers planted in Saibei when he was a child.

It was a delicate and famous flower brought from Kyoto. It unexpectedly survived in the dry and cold climate of northern Saibei. It looked barren and thin, but it always grew upwards full of vitality.

"Overlord? Are you listening?"

He came back to his senses and said, "Well, I will send people to guard the streets and alleys. If there is any abnormality, they will report it with fireworks."

The night sky outside was clear. Except for Yan Mansion, which almost turned into a slaughterhouse with corpses, the rest of Kyoto seemed peaceful.

Since ancient times, time has been very important in getting married. If you miss today, it will be next month at the earliest if you want to get married.

Du Manzhi: "If tonight is not an auspicious time to welcome the bride...could it be that their target is just the Yan family?"

Nine Thousand Years Old: "Old Master Yan is a man of integrity and has many disciples. He rarely insists on his own opinions on government affairs. I have never heard of him having any enemies."

Du Manzhi also knew that the reputation of the Yan family was maintained from the beginning to the end of the story, and there was no mention of the corpse in the plot. The Yan family was just an ordinary scene where the reborn heroine and the affectionate male lead interacted.

Couldn't it be that she was a butterfly that accidentally broke in with a wing, and there was something wrong with the plot and world view?

Jiu Qiansui seemed to have thought of something and muttered: "If there is anyone in the world who hates the Yan family, maybe..."

Footsteps interrupted the discussion.

Zhao Tie: "There is an iron gate between the residence of the servants of the Yan Mansion and other courtyards. It is safe and sound elsewhere. It is a pity that these people..."

These servants are evildoers and pitiful victims.

Unfortunately it was discovered too late.

The Corpse Raising Formation, as the name suggests, is aimed at corpses.

It cannot hurt living people at first, unless the living people have lived in it for a long time, their yang energy is damaged, and their souls are unstable.

This process will take at least a year and a half, and the further it goes, the more irreversible the damage will be.

So before tonight, the servants in this area were actually very close to the state of walking corpses.

They can walk, speak short sentences, have a single thinking mode, and prefer raw meat in their diet. If found in time, there is a certain chance that they can be rescued.

However, the formation rioted, and the zombies that were crazily spawned by the evil spirit completely lost their souls. They would follow the smell of fresh flesh and blood and hunt down the nearest living creature.

She is the first one!

In addition, the birth of the Corpse Man is a strong evidence that the evildoers are doing something bad, unless the culprit is caught and atones for his crimes.

The worst outcome is that the entire Yan Mansion is massacred by the zombies. Then, Qin Feng and Mo Fengchun, who are on this mission, will not be able to explain to their superiors.

This is a dead-end play.

The thin old man is risking his life to take revenge on them.

He even dedicated himself to the formation before his soul left the body, becoming the zombie everyone saw just now.

"It's raising corpses again..." Jiu Qiansui pondered.

Chen Douer, a female ghost underwater in Xichang, was trapped in a corpse raising ground for twelve years and became a little ghost king.

Now, the Corpse Raising Array set up at least a year or two ago was discovered in Yan Mansion...

It's hard not to suspect that this was done by the same person, or the same group of people.

"what?"

Du Manzhi picked up a book from where the thin old man originally lay.

"what happened?"

She flipped the paper, and the familiar yet unfamiliar lines were undoubtedly decomposed drawings of paper binding.

"Palace, dragon chair, dragon robe, jade seal..." Du Manzhi was shocked and admired, "This old man doesn't mind trouble."

Of course, a paper maker's business includes building houses.

But she had never seen anyone who designed a palace.

One reason is that too many materials are used, the design is cumbersome, and the work hours are too long.

In addition, the palace in reality is for the emperor to live in. Who can live in a palace in the underworld? In other words, who deserves to live in it? Ordinary ghosts don't dare to use it, and they can't take such a big foundation, so they won't ask her to place such an order.

What's outrageous is that the old man painted very seriously.

He even did it.

Jin Yiwei found a flattened piece of origami from the pocket of the headless body, which was restored by Du Manzhi into a cube model.

If you don't know what this is, just look at the underside.

A sketch of the seal drawn with red lines...

The jade seal of the country.

Du Manzhi caught the inspiration: "Jade Seal...Emperor...Peach Blossom Talisman, Select Concubine..."

She blurted out: "He is delivering sacrifices to the dead royal family?"

Jiu Qiansui held the drafts and looked through them with an unpredictable expression.

Zhao Tie came over holding a thick straw man: "I found this."

In fact, there are two straw figures stacked on top of each other. Because they are the same size, at first glance, there is only one.

The straw man stacked at the back has the birth date and birth date on the back, belonging to a 24-year-old man named Cui Sheng.

Pulling it open forcefully, the back of the straw man in front was exposed. The eight characters were blurred, and the character "Chen" could be vaguely distinguished.

Jiu Qiansui raised her eyes, and she clearly saw the interest in his eyes.

"Witchcraft?"

Du Manzhi: "This... can actually be understood as exchanging lives."

She pointed to the clearly visible word Cui Sheng.

"Look, this man's horoscope is clearer, so I'm giving someone else's life in exchange for him."

"Go check Cui Sheng." Jiu Qiansui ordered.

"Look here," she lowered her voice, "the person being replaced is named Chen. Could it be that he is Chen Douer's Chen..."

That is Chen from the previous royal family!

Jiu Qiansui made a silence gesture, "Don't say those words just now."

Of course not. At this stage, she only recognizes him as a big boss. For the sake of credibility and life, she will never let information leak out.

Investigating people is Xichang's specialty.

Whether it is yes or no, let’s check it out with Cui Sheng first.

"Your two friends," he hesitated slightly, "if they have clues, can they..."

Du Manzhi understood instantly.

Wanting to share clues with Yin Zai, he is worthy of being an intelligence chief.

As long as the money is enough, she doesn't think Qin Feng will keep it secret.

But she deliberately pretended to be embarrassed.

Nine Thousand Years Old: "If you have any difficulties, just ask."

Boss atmosphere!

With his words, half of her reimbursement process was opened, and she could at least save some of her popularity points for exchanging materials.

Du Manzhi thought that he would light incense for Qin Feng when he got back and ask about the situation.

The troubles in the Yan Mansion were cleared and the people were arrested, but the thin old man didn't open his mouth, still not knowing what the plot was behind the Peach Blossom Talisman and the Rhinoceros Horn Incense.

Based on his paper-bound sketches, she felt that the matter was not over yet.

Faintly, I heard a vague sob:

"help me……"

Who is speaking?

She must have heard this voice...

Miss Yan!

Someone outside shouted: "It's not good, the eldest lady is not good, call the doctor quickly!"

The Yan Mansion is very large, and the stable is located in a remote location, so only a few people were awakened by the corpse.

The first person called to the front door by the housekeeper was the second master of the Yan family. At that time, people from Xichang and Jinyiwei were just surrounding the Yan Mansion. Later, something happened in the stable, and the archers and Yishitang were directly dispatched. The second master was frightened and sent people to invite him. Mrs. Yan.

It was done quietly, and the old lady hadn't come out yet.

This time it was different. The servant girl who delivered the message ran all the way from the bamboo tower. Before long, the whole government was alarmed——

Miss Yan is dying.

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