Daoist has facial paralysis

The dragon corpse coughed twice, lying on the cutting board in the way of a drunken imperial concubine, with an uneasy expression on his face, "You don't know that, hehehe, it is said that the cloud voodoo technique was created by Emperor Chiyou. The strange skills left behind, after mastering the masters, you can go to the Jiuxiao 36 Immortal Palace, and go down to the Beiming 72 Ghost Division. Simply put, you are the best inside and outside the three realms of heaven and earth. It is the title page on the ancient book, and the tutorial is not counted. Most of them were fabricated by Chi You's descendants based on the fragments. Ancient Cloud Gu Book."

"Do you know where Gu Yi is?"

The dragon corpse curled its lips, "I know, everyone knows, it's a legend, the ancient clothes were soaking in the bottom of the Wangchuan River, Chi You died in battle, the ancient clothes were dragged into the land of darkness, fell into the Wangchuan River, stained with blood Forget the river, so the river is also called Xuehe Pond, which is the ditch under the Naihe Bridge where you lost your memory after drinking."

"Kang Lang," the kitchen knife was thrown onto the cutting board, and the dragon corpse shrank back his little toe that was almost chopped off with a look of horror, and the Kunming dialect was startled, "Oh, you little rascal! You are dead!" !"

Master Zhou Xiaodao turned a deaf ear to it, and pulled the dragon corpse up with one hand, "Come with me to find Gu Yi."

"That's a legend! Didn't I tell you to go on your own! If you pull me again, I'll bite you!" The dragon corpse struggled for a long time, but didn't dare to open its mouth. It took a bite of this little pervert for a while, and then turned around. The big pervert can't give himself a fat beating.

Zhou Yibei hurried up to the third floor, and the dragon corpse turned into a black gold dragon ring and hung on his wrist, muttering to persuade him, "I said it's not good for you to learn Maoshan Taoism honestly? Your uncle is so He doesn't need anyone to protect him at all, you see he is alive and kicking after being injured and coughing up blood for two days..."

"Shut up," Zhou Yibei flipped through the things he used for sex with a cold face, as if he had to find an ancient book.

The dragon corpse continued biting its tail and chattering: "Life and death is a matter of life! I said, can you take someone as a companion? You are going to the underworld, and I don't want to go to the underworld with you. What if you can't come back? This kind of thing is to leave the body, you are young, you have never tried it, the life is very scary, it is easy to die directly, and Wang Chuanhe can't just do it, you know How dangerous is it? Listen to me, even if there is an ancient book of cloud gu under Wangchuan, it might be ruined..."

"Do you want to use a yellow chicken to lead the way?"

"You don't even know how to play tricks, but you still play tricks! Are you going to stop and stop!?"

Zhou Yibei couldn't bear his babbling, so he drew a Dao talisman mark on his palm and slapped it on his ear, changed his shoes and went out to buy chicken.

"Hey! Why are you sealing your ears!? You little ruffian! I scolded you! What are you doing? Don't cross the road if you can't hear me! Cars, cars!" Long Huan shouted in surprise .

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Liucao Jifu, referred to as Jifu for short, also known as Fengdu Ghost Prison, is located in the underground void of Chongqing, and is connected to all parts of the human world by the Yin City.

There are ten halls of Yan Luo on the top, and countless souls of the dead below. There are six case gong slots, four major judges, and 72 ghost divisions. Living souls are not allowed to enter.

Taoist priests enter the underworld, commonly known as walking in the yin. The body does not need to go to Chongqing above Fengdu. As long as the living soul separates from the body and passes through the yin market, all places can enter the yin department. However, the soul should not leave the body for more than seven days, otherwise the number of yang will be exhausted. , the three souls and seven souls will be trapped in the ghost prison forever, and they will not be reborn.

There was a long queue in front of the station in Yinshi, and they were all waiting for a one-way train that never returned.

"Brother, can we go back? After getting in that car, whether we can come back is a matter. I don't even have a wife, and I don't want to die yet..." The soul of the dragon corpse turned into a black-clothed man. A handsome man with black hair, he chattered non-stop with the young man in front of him with a serious face, like an old woman.

"I don't want to line up..." Zhou Yibei glanced at the hundreds of ghosts in front of him and said with a frown.

Upon hearing this, Long Shi immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, we can't let the Taoist priest find out that you are doing such a dangerous thing behind his back. We have to go back before he goes back. How can we have time to line up! Let's not line up, let's go! Go home !"

"Come with me," Zhou Yibei tilted his head to look at a ghost messenger passing by, and walked over with the dragon corpse.

"Oh my god...I'm going to die young..." The dragon corpse looked at Zhou Yibei in disintegration as he dragged him closer and closer to that hulking, vicious ghost.

"Help me a favor," Zhou Yibei stopped in front of the ghost messenger with a paralyzed face. The dragon corpse has been used to making troubles against Mr. Zhou Xiaodao in the past two years... He looked helplessly at the ghostly messenger, The other party didn't seem to respond to Zhou Yibei, even a little angry?

Immediately, the dragon corpse saw hope, and before he could laugh, he was about to cry. The ghostly messenger crowded into a pile, showing a greasy smile, and kindly held Zhou Xiaodao's hand, "Yo Why did Daoist Zhou come down to play? What’s the matter? Just tell me, and I’ll do it.” Another big socialist moth who bows to the perverted majesty of East University, you will die if you refuse his nephew’s unreasonable request!

Without saying five words, the two of them went straight to the front of the line and boarded the little green leather train that fluttered from the ghost prison. The dragon corpse lay on the car and leaned against the window mournfully, muttering and complaining. , "You little ruffian who walked through the back door..."

"What back door?" Zhou Yibei cast a cold look at the dragon corpse.

"Just rely on your uncle to back you up and bully people everywhere. Even if you go to the underworld, you won't be able to go down the river of forgetfulness. There are all evil spirits in suffering. It's no wonder that you won't be flayed alive... I I don't understand, why are you making trouble like this..." Long Shi raised his head and glanced at the person sitting across from him after his lecture, the young man closed his eyes and rested his mind, not paying attention to what he muttered.

Halfway through the car ride, Zhou Yibei suddenly opened his eyes restlessly. Although he looked indifferent when his uncle said he was going out, it was impossible to say that he was not worried... Uncle, how much? Give me some time, I will follow you wherever you go in the future, and guard you...

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There are eighteen layers of purgatory in the depths of the underworld. Under the purgatory, there is endless hot magma.

A man with a serious face and clear eyes was sitting on a large rock beside the lava, guarding a few clothes, staring intently at the endless fiery red ocean.

Bubbles exploded on it one after another, splashing out red magma droplets, and a slender and strong man slowly came out from inside. The strange thing is that there were no burn marks on his body but torn wounds all over his body, which slowly healed Synthesize a series of bloodstains.

The man on the shore subconsciously wanted to pick up his coat and wrap it around the man's naked body, but his outstretched hand went through his clothes. He looked up at the Southwest Taoist priest approaching, with self-blame and distress in his helpless eyes .

"Why are you here again? You don't listen to the uncle's words, go back, good boy," Dongxinan reached out to brush away the magma-like red liquid in his hair, and took his coat and put it on his back.

"Uncle Master..." The man's voice was a little hoarse, his clear eyes were deeply tired, "I want to see you more..."