Grandpa

Dong He is dead.

At the moment when the aura around him changed, evil spirits entered his body, oppressing the spirit body.

It's the soul flying away——

Dong Cheng, who was closest to the 'Dong River', had a heartbeat, and with a frightened face, he took three steps back until he fell on the sofa and could not retreat.

Shao Yun went to wait for someone to swipe and stood up from the sofa, looking at 'Dong He' vigilantly.

It's not good.

Shao Yun went to hold the Longquan sword, bowed his body slightly, his pupils shrank slightly, stared at 'Dong He', and said, "I don't know who you are?"

'Dong He' sneered: "Sure enough, I have been in seclusion for too long, and I haven't come out for a long time, and my majestic ghost Shura has fallen to the point where no one can recognize it."

"Ghost Asura? Yang Zhao." Hearing this name, Changhe Taoist shouted: "You are not dead?"

Shao Yun went to Master Huimin to look at Changhe Taoist in unison.

Changhe Taoist came back to his senses and said quickly: "Yang Zhao is a character who can't wait to get rid of both the good and the evil. He is good at raising ghosts, and his way of raising ghosts is unique. I heard that he usually catches ghosts first. Evil cultivators who are successful in cultivation, feed them with fresh human blood for 49 days, then extract their souls, and then sacrifice them with infant souls that are less than a month old. Although this takes time and effort, the ghost masters they cultivate are often extremely fierce and powerful. Ordinary, ordinary people can't resist it. Over time, the name of Ghost Shura spread."

"Twenty years ago, during the country's reform and opening up, during the period of great turmoil, the inheritance of sorcerers was severely damaged, and it was about to fade away in a blink of an eye. Just as foreign cultivation forces took this opportunity to infiltrate China again, the government intends to repair with the sorcerer world. Using righteous warlocks to resist foreign forces, and therefore promised many favorable conditions. The righteous forces, mainly Luoshuguan and Shangwu faction, agreed to it."

"To show sincerity, Luo Shuguan and Shangwupai and other righteous monks came out of the mountain. The first major thing was to use the power of the righteous way to crusade against Yang Zhao who was committing crimes in the four northern provinces at that time. Fleeing into the deep mountains and old forests. Unexpectedly, at the last moment, Yang Zhao used a substitute technique to disguise the real ones, diverted the tiger away from the mountain, and made a detour of thousands of miles to attack the sect of the Luo Shuguan He Shangwu Sect. I only heard that the ancestors of Luoshuguan who were practicing in the deep mountains and old forests came out angrily and were struck by lightning, leaving no bones of Yang Zhao."

But now Yang Zhao, who had been dead for 20 years, appeared here.

Hearing Changhe Taoist's few words, he clarified his background, Yang Zhao smiled instead of anger: "It's rare, it's rare! After 20 years, there are still people who remember me, hahaha——"

His crooked body froze, his mouth opened and closed: "20 years, I, Yang Zhao, are back again."

Hearing that his family had provoked such a vicious person, Dong Cheng was stunned for a moment. He said, "My Dong family has no grievances with you. Why do you help Dong He harm us?"

Hearing this sentence, Yang Zhao's eyelids drooped, he turned his head to look at Dong Hu and his son, and said grimly: "How can there be no grievances or enmity, then Governor Dong might as well tell me that 18 years ago, my old father How did you die?"

"What?" Dong Hu, who was originally in a daze, suddenly heard the word 18 years ago, his heart tightened, and he suddenly woke up.

Seeing Dong Hu's appearance, Shao Yunqu and others frowned.

It turned out to be revenge?

Dong Hu trembled, and subconsciously chose to play dumb: "What do you mean, I don't understand."

"Hehe, since Governor Dong can't remember, let me help Governor Dong remember."

Yang Zhao said coldly: "Eighteen years ago, you Governor Dong was the mayor, but you were seriously ill. It was at that time that a small section chief of the tax bureau under your rule was arrested for embezzling a huge amount of public funds, and one was sentenced to death. You can’t run away. His father came to you to save his son, and promised that as long as you can fish out his son intact, he will change your life for you. Isn’t it?”

Dong Hu's hands trembled. What Yang Zhao said was true. The old man was an anonymous magician. If he hadn't shown his hands to restrain him, he might have sent someone to beat him out.

That is, from that time on, he had a deep belief in magicians.

"What about changing your life? In fact, on the night when your life is near, find someone who has exactly the same horoscope as you to replace you and be taken back to the underworld. Then you immediately destroy that person's body. It turns out that the person is not you, and the big mistake has already been made, and there is no way to undo it. No matter how hard you try to bribe the errand, the errand won’t let his superiors know that he has made a mistake. He simply accepted your bribe and made the mistake, and replaced him with my father. After killing you, I transferred my father's longevity to your head, and taught you that you can live for more than ten years."

Yang Zhao looked at him coldly. Back then, he was hunted down by the right way. For the safety of his old father, he sent his old father to a remote village.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not caught by Zhengdao, but died in the hands of Dong Hu. How could he not be resentful.

Dong Cheng swallowed his saliva. He vaguely remembered that 18 years ago, Dong Hu asked him to go to the Household Registration Management Office of the Public Security Bureau to screen out dozens of men born in the same year, the same month, and the same day as him; Big trucks of joss paper money came back.

From this point of view, what Yang Zhao said is very likely to be true.

He looked at Dong Hu embarrassingly, and the other party's forehead was covered with cold sweat, obviously very guilty.

At this point, Dong Hu was powerless to refute, and he just widened his eyes and said heart-piercingly: "Yes, I killed your old father, but one person does the work and the other is in charge. I just pay you a life. Why do you You want to kill my whole family in front of Dong He."

Shao Yun went to keep silent. Could it be that Dong Hu was confused by anger. If Yang Zhao was so easy to talk, he wouldn't be called a ghost Shura.

Sure enough, Yang Zhao sneered and said, "Dong He wants you, Dong Hu, to have no children and grandchildren, but I want your Dong family to be destroyed. Since I can see your Dong family brothers killing each other, why not do it!"

It was at this time that he finally became impatient, "Okay, I've finished my words—"

His eyelids drooped, revealing a gloomy smile: "Those who are here today, don't even try to run away, all go and be buried with my old father."

Before the words were finished, the three ghost controllers tore open the bodies of the three teenagers in the wheelchair and rushed out.

"Roar--"

A ghost controller rushed to Shao Yunqu's side in the blink of an eye, and the evil spirit around him was overwhelming, and he raised the Longquan sword to block it.

"boom--"

The moment a person and a ghost collided, the scabbard of the Longquan sword was torn apart, and Shao Yun went flying upside down, barely standing still.

Changhe Daochang was obviously much more embarrassed, he fell to the ground hard, and the whisk in his hand was cut in two.

Only the orange cat, relying on its agility, barely avoided the attack of the ghost master, and was not so embarrassed.

At this time, from the second and third floors of the villa, more than a dozen ghost-riding ghosts of different colors rushed in through broken glass.

to suffer.

Shao Yun's heart tightened.

"Namo Amitabha……"

I saw a golden light bursting out from Master Huimin, and in a blink of an eye, a huge golden mask formed above Shao Yunqu and his group.

"Hey—" Yang Zhao sneered, "Bump into it."

As soon as he gave an order, more than a dozen ghost riders scrambled into the golden mask.Among them, the collision of the seven ghost masters was the most violent. Every time there was a collision, Master Huimin's face turned paler.

Everything happened too suddenly, and Yang Zhao was stronger than they imagined.

Seeing that the golden mask was crumbling after a few strokes, Shao Yunqu was extremely anxious, and his eyes finally fell on Yang Zhao who was not far away.

Since it is a ghost-controlling that has been sacrificed, although it is powerful, it has a fatal flaw, that is, it must not be more than one mile away from the master. Once this distance is exceeded, or the master dies, the ghost-controlling will remember the last time of the master. An order, when the order is completed is when the ghost master explodes.To kill this avatar, he bet that Yang Zhao would never lose his hard-earned ghost control in order to kill them.

Instead of sitting still and waiting to die, it is better to fight——

"Om-"

At the moment when the golden mask was shattered, Master Huimin spat out a mouthful of blood, and Shao Yunqu rushed towards Yang Zhao like a sharp arrow.

Seeing Shao Yun's movement, Yang Zhao sneered, and his mind moved.

A dozen ghost-riding ghosts split into three waves in an instant, one wave attacked Shao Yun, one wave rushed towards Master Huimin, and the other wave plundered Dong Hu and his son.

"boom--"

The speed of controlling ghosts is much faster than that of Shao Yun. He struggled to avoid the surprise attack of the two leading ghosts. The yang essence in his dantian was all covering his body. It's like hurting the enemy eight hundred and hurting one thousand.

"Clang clang-"

The longer he fought with these resentful ghosts, the golden light on Shao Yunqu's body became weaker and weaker. The only good thing was that he was getting closer to Yang Zhao.

The smile on Yang Zhao's face gradually disappeared.

He must be removed—

With a thought in his mind, he saw a resentful ghost looting behind Shao Yunqu, stretching out a claw and attacking Shao Yunqu's back fiercely.

The orange cat, who happened to see this scene in front of him, subconsciously jumped forward.

"boom."

"Meow—" There was only a scream, and the orange cat flew out.

Shao Yunqu's heart was shocked, he jumped up, and resolutely raised his long sword to stab Yang Zhao.

"Pfft-"

Yang Zhao avoided it, and was directly thrust into his chest by the sword blade.

At the same time, Dong Hu tried his last strength to put Dong Cheng under him.Before Dong Cheng came back to his senses, he saw a ghost-rider pulling its palm out of Dong Hu's back, holding a still beating heart in its palm.

It glanced at it in disgust, and directly crushed its heart.

Dong Cheng's mind fluttered, and the person on his body lost his breath before he could even say the last sentence.

His vision blurred and he passed out.

Here, Shao Yun pulled out the Longquan sword fiercely, flew forward and stabbed back.

"Thorn-"

The Longquan sword pierced directly into Yugui's chest.

The opponent looked at the sword blade on his chest, and with the last bit of strength he punched Shao Yun to fly away.

The sword blade left in its body disrupted its daily life, but in just a few strokes, the ghost-controlling ghost was wiped out.

Yang Zhao opened his mouth, blood dripped down the corner of his mouth, he looked at the scene before him in disbelief.

How could a game of chess that was bound to win be played like this?

These ghost masters must not be thrown away, and he did not care about other things, he tried his last bit of strength: "Go back - go back -"

As soon as the words fell, he fell to the ground with a plop and lost his breath.

Ghost Controler finally withdrew...

Shao Yun went pale, clutched his chest and struggled to get up from the ground, only the hilt of the Longquan Sword in his hand was left, and the blade inserted into the body of the ghost had been corroded by the evil spirit.

This Longquan sword is completely useless.

He threw away the hilt of the sword, picked up the orange cat lying on the ground, so weak that he couldn't even open his eyes, and, ignoring his own injuries, he drove his dantian and led Yuehua to heal it.

Changhe Daochang and Master Huimin also sat cross-legged on the ground with their support. Before meditating to heal their injuries, they made seven or eight phone calls to rescue soldiers, mainly because they were worried that Yang Zhao would not give up and would make a comeback.

At that time, the group of them will die and be injured, how can they cope with it.

Shao Yun went to look at Dong He's body, and the peace in his heart was replaced by an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Today, he has about half of his strength in the heyday of his previous life, but even he has difficulty dealing with Yang Zhao's avatar.

It's just that when he became famous, it was already 30 years later, and it became more and more difficult for monks to cultivate at that time.Luo Shuguan and Shang Wupai's older generation died and fell ill.The name Ghost Shura has long since become history, and he has only heard of it by accident, and never took it to heart.It is under such a big environment that Shao Yun has the opportunity to become a monk halfway.

Although this can not help but belittle yourself.

He took a deep breath, and it seemed that he wanted to get back the guy who saved his life as soon as possible.

……

At the same time, in a hotel not more than ten miles away from Dong's house.

A puppet resembling Dong He was placed on a small table and exploded with a bang, splattering debris. Sitting cross-legged on the balcony, the old man with a few strands of hair hanging from his head opened his eyes. Eye.Immediately after the throat was sweet, a mouthful of black blood was spurted out.

It was obviously more serious than he had imagined.

But it was Yang Zhao who turned the Dong family upside down just now.

He unhurriedly stretched out his left hand to wipe away the bloodstains on his face drawn by sawdust, and said through gritted teeth, "Go Shao Yun! Take care—"

His left hand reached down to touch the pitch-black right leg that had turned into a dead tree branch. It was a fluke that he escaped death from the hands of the ancestors of Luo Shuguan, and the price he paid was this right leg.

His right leg is gone, his meridians are blocked, his cultivation base has dropped, and now even a brat can bully him.

He wants to pay back one by one the humiliation imposed on him by the monks of Huaguo.

After a while, several clouds of black mist floated in from the window in an orderly manner, and got into his locust wood walking stick.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in--"

Only a foreigner with a high nose bridge and blue eyes walked out of the room, and he said in an unusually fluent Chinese: "Master, Mr. James' call."

As he spoke, he handed a mobile phone to Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao raised his eyes and took the phone over.

"Master Yang, I heard that you have returned to Huaguo? We have spent so much to train you, I hope you will not be arrogant, so as not to ruin our plan."

Yang Zhao said in a good voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. James, I think our plan may have to be postponed for a while."

"What?" A cry came from the phone.

"Mr. James, unfortunately, because I couldn't wait to avenge my father, one of the ghost controllers fell into the hands of the monk Huaguo." Yang Zhao said in a deep voice.

James suppressed his anger, and he growled and said: "Master Yang, we have worked hard to prepare for this plan for 19 years, and we handed over tens of thousands of babies born in the prisons of country M to you for so many years. Seven ghost-controllers were produced from the sacrifice. Now you say that one ghost-controller is gone, do you want me to steal the children of ordinary people and give it to you?"

Yang Zhao's face suddenly turned cold: "I am also very sad that things have turned into this way. If you don't want to, I will naturally not force you. At worst, the plan fails. Let's break up."

"You—" James was furious, but he didn't dare to offend Yang Zhao at this juncture, so he could only hold back his anger.

I only heard Yang Zhao continue to say: "You don't have to be too angry, isn't it just to re-sacrifice a ghost-controlling. After this incident, I found that the ghost-controlling that you sacrificed with the baby soul of your country M is really too weak. , I don’t even have 19% of the strength of the ghost control that I trained in Huaguo before. Of course, there is an inevitable reason for my strength to regress. Just take advantage of the time of re-sacrificing ghost control to train well, The plan will be implemented in the future, and the certainty will be higher. Anyway, you have been waiting for [-] years, so there is nothing wrong with waiting another year or two."

James took a deep breath, he knew that it was useless to refute Yang Zhao at this time, he could only hope that what Yang Zhao said was right in his heart.He said sharply: "I will send someone to bring you back now, I hope Master Yang can cooperate and stop causing trouble."

With that said, he hung up the phone directly.

Yang Zhao sneered and threw the phone directly to the foreign man.

He was even more anxious than James, but as he said just now, these sacrificed ghost controllers are too weak, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for them to take on important tasks.

So don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry.

As for this Shao Yun going, there is nothing to worry about.The injuries he suffered were not minor, and as he was getting older, his vigor and energy were not as good as before. Anyway, Dong Hu was dead, and he would be the one who would suffer if he acted rashly. It is better to wait until the injury is healed, complete the plan first, and have time to clean up in the future he.