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"it is good."

Seeing that the rotation speed of the compass pointer in his hand gradually slowed down, Daoist Gao Quan finally nodded with satisfaction.

"The concentration of evil spirits in the mass grave has finally come down."

Song Chenghe's heart finally fell to the ground, he was very excited, and then couldn't wait: "Look at the Taoist priest—"

Taoist Gao Quan immediately said: "Don't worry, Mr. Song, as soon as the sun comes out, I will open an altar and suppress this mass grave."

Song Chenghe promised him that after the matter is completed, he will pay him [-] million in cash in one go, and will also give him [-]% of the shares of the Song Corporation. It was because of this generous reward that he made up his mind to take the risk and help Song Chenghe.

With this money, he doesn't have to worry about the Xuanmen Conference three months later.

At this moment, the butler suddenly trotted over: "Patriarch, there is someone outside the door, who is said to be the patriarch uncle of Taoist Master Lingsongzi and Taoist Master Lingzhen."

"What?" Song Chenghe frowned.

Is this spirit pine nut Sun Wukong? One hit after another.

But the matter has come to this point, Song Chenghe is not willing to startle the snake, he immediately said: "Let him in."

Seeing Zhao Ye for the first time, Song Chenghe was surprised that the ancestor uncle of Lingsongzi was so young.

Zhao Ye also looked Song Chenghe up and down as soon as he entered the door.

He has a broad seal, which shows that he is responsible and magnanimous, his ears are wide, and his two joys are big and abundant, which shows that he has the virtue of charity and good life, and he also has the intention of donating money.

This is a typical look of a good person.

The vigilance in Zhao Ye's heart disappeared in an instant.

He didn't talk nonsense: "Mr. Song, where are they two now?"

Song Chenghe reacted, and he pointed to the black hole not far away: "They are under here now."

Then he looked guilty: "However, Daoist Zhao, it's too dangerous to go down here. The lives and deaths of the two Daoist Lingsongzi are still uncertain. I don't think you should go down."

Song Chenghe was kind, and Zhao Ye naturally said kindly, "Don't worry, Mr. Song..."

As he said that, his eyes suddenly swept to the jade Buddha hanging around Song Chenghe's neck and the white flower on his chest, as if thinking of something, he couldn't help frowning, but continued to say: "... I know it."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ye turned around and walked towards the black hole, but his speed was extremely slow, halfway, he even took out his mobile phone and looked through it for a while.

Seeing Zhao Ye's strange behavior, for some reason, Song Chenghe suddenly felt a strong anxiety in his heart.

Song Chenghe has always believed in his sixth sense. Although this uneasiness came for no reason, he still chose to obey his heart. After Zhao Ye jumped out of the black hole, he went directly to Daoist Gao Quan: "Daoist, don't wait. The sun has come out, there is no need to delay, please open the altar now."

"also."

Although I don't understand why Song Chenghe is so anxious all of a sudden, but he spoke, Taoist Gao Quan naturally has no reason to refuse.

The two immediately walked to the Song family's ancestral house at the foot of the mountain. As soon as they entered the door, they saw a dharma altar. There were huge gossip pictures hanging around the altar. Magical artifact, and a miniature model of a mass grave is placed in front of the table.

These are all things passed down by Song Jiazu.

Every time he saw these things, especially the extremely realistic miniature model of every brick and stone, Daoist Gao Quan couldn't help clapping his hands in amazement.

In the pitch-black model, four red dots were particularly eye-catching. One of them was passing through a passage quickly, and the other three were hiding in the corner of the cave. They were clearly the faces of Zhao Ye and the others. Location.

"The wisdom of the ancestors is really beyond my reach!"

After finishing speaking, his expression changed, and he picked up the Sanqing bell on the table, and while reciting the spell silently, he shook it vigorously. The next moment, his consciousness and the miniature model were connected together.

In the cave, the screams of the ghosts could be heard endlessly. Daoist Lingzhen grinned, squeezed the blood from his fingertips and wiped it on the ground. The blood of Lingsongzi and Sun Cong had already flowed out, so before Zhao Ye came, they could only It's up to him to set up the defensive formation.

To be honest, Lingzhendao has lived for so many years, and he has never suffered such a crime. His face was twisted into a ball, and he said brokenly: "Uncle Patriarch, if you don't come again, I will not be killed by these ghosts. , should have died from excessive blood loss.”

Seeing his unpromising appearance, Lingsongzi didn't know whether to be angry or laugh for a moment.

At this moment, the ground suddenly shook.

"What's going on?" The three of them changed their expressions in unison, leaning on the wall to barely stand still.

Then I saw outside the defensive formation, the fierce ghosts that were baring their teeth and claws at them instantly screamed and fled around like frightened birds.

The three of Lingsongzi covered their ears subconsciously, and then realized that it wasn't the ground that was shaking, but the huge stone pillars carved with strange patterns standing around the cave.

The next moment, these giant stone pillars burst out with white light one after another, instantly illuminating the entire cave.

And as these white lights became brighter and brighter, the three of Lingsongzi only felt that the pressure on their bodies was getting heavier and heavier.

With a plop, Sun Cong fell to his knees first, almost out of breath: "Master, master..."

And not far from him, some of the ghosts injured by them even directly turned into a wisp of green smoke and got into the ground.

Obviously, this is a large-scale formation to suppress ghosts, and even the souls of living people are affected because of its power.

"Not good." Lingsongzi was the first to react. Once their souls were squeezed out of their bodies and driven into the ground like those ghosts, what awaited them would be eternal.

His first reaction was to flee, but they were now in a completely enclosed cave, and there was nowhere to escape.

Then he looked up at those stone pillars, took off his shirt immediately, picked up the long sword that had already been rolled up and drew a cross on his heart.

Seeing this scene, Daoist Lingzhen, who was half kneeling on the ground, changed slightly: "Senior brother?"

"Don't talk." Ling Songzi's face was pale, he needed a high degree of concentration at this moment.

With his fingers stained with blood, he quickly drew the innate five thunder talisman on his shirt, which is the most powerful attack talisman he has mastered.

Just when Sun Cong was prostrate on the ground and his seven orifices began to bleed, Lingsongzi was finally finished.

Without hesitation, as if grasping a life-saving straw, he grabbed his shirt and threw it towards the nearest stone pillar.

However, there was only a loud bang, and the smoke cleared, but the stone pillar was not damaged at all.

These stone pillars are even harder than those iron statues outside!

At this moment, the hearts of Lingsongzi and the others sank to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Daoist Gao Quan laughed, if these stone pillars were so easily broken, how could it be possible to trap these ghosts for more than 300 years.

In his opinion, the fate of the three of Lingsongzi is doomed.

Then his eyes fell on Zhao Ye who was still in the passage, and he felt a little dissatisfied, thinking that his speed was too slow.

Taoist Gao Quan thought to himself, since you rushed to die, I might as well give you a ride.

He waved his hand, and in the next second, a big hole suddenly appeared under Zhao Ye's feet, leading directly to the stone cave.

After doing this, Taoist Master Gao Quan turned his head to look at Song Chenghe, full of satisfaction: "Mr. Song, the poor way has lived up to the trust, and all the ghosts have been suppressed."

Things went so smoothly, Song Chenghe was very happy: "Okay, okay, I will definitely give the Taoist priest another big red envelope afterwards."

In the cave, the atmosphere was instantly suppressed to the extreme.

Ling Songzi said with a wry smile: "Unexpectedly, in the end, we still can't escape the word of death."

He looked at Daoist Lingzhen: "Senior Brother, it is Senior Brother who has hurt you!"

As soon as Daoist Lingzhen grasped Lingsongzi's hand, his eyes were red: "Brother, it's nothing."

In the next second, Zhao Ye fell from the sky.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ye blinked, always feeling as if he had strayed into a strange scene.

Master Lingzhen: "..."

Lingsongzi: "..."

Daoist Lingzhen was the first to react: "Uncle Patriarch, you are finally here!"

Patriarch uncle?

Lingsongzi: "..."

I have seen this uncle!

It wasn't in the portraits of the ancestors handed down from Qingchuan Temple, but I saw it at Qin's house two days ago.

It was at this time that Lingsongzi realized the true meaning of the title Patriarch Uncle.

When did his patriarch have a brother, why didn't he know?

Thinking of this, Lingsongzi glared at Daoist Master Lingzhen angrily: "Bastard..." What the hell are you doing to let a brat climb onto the head of the patriarch? ?

But before he could finish speaking, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhao Ye cast his eyes on those stone pillars.

Daoist Lingzhen subconsciously followed his gaze.

Lingsongzi: "It's useless, those stone pillars are probably harder than diamonds, and they can't be destroyed at all."

After all, his example of failure is here now.

Zhao Ye acted as if he was unknown. He walked up to a football-sized stone, aimed at the nearest stone pillar, and kicked hard.

The stone was blasted out at the speed of thunder, piercing through the stone pillar fiercely, and the spider web-like pattern quickly spread on the stone pillar.

In the next second, there was only a loud bang, and the stone pillar shattered into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

However, this was not over yet. The speed of the stone was not slowed down, and it quickly rushed towards the second stone pillar, then the third... and did not stop until the sixth pillar.

Lingsongzi: "???"

He opened his mouth: exaggerated!

On the other side, in the Song family ancestor's house, Daoist Gao Quan, who was talking and laughing happily with Song Chenghe, changed his face drastically, and then sprayed a mouthful of blood on Song Chenghe's face.

Song Chenghe subconsciously wiped the blood from his face, and was stunned: "Master Gao Quan?"

In the cave, as the formation was broken, the pressure that filled the cave instantly disappeared without a trace.

The three of Lingsongzi immediately supported each other and stood up, but before the three of them could breathe a sigh of relief, countless ghosts floated out from below, their eyes fixed on Lingsongzi and the others on the field.

In the next second, they showed their fangs and claws.

Lingsongzi & Lingzhen Daoist & Sun Cong: "..."

To be finished!

Zhao Ye frowned slightly, he looked left and right, there were no big rocks on the ground, so he could only take off the belt around his waist, aimed at a spooky ghost that was rushing towards him.

Boom!

The kicked Li Gui slammed into the wall fiercely.

Sun Cong was dumbfounded: so strong, so violent?

Daoist Lingzhen's eyes were also shining with starlight: Uncle Patriarch seems to be more powerful, and now he can beat ghosts without smearing blood on his belt.

Then, as if remembering something, Daoist Lingzhen turned his head to look at Lingsongzi: "By the way, brother, what did you want to tell me just now?"

He remembered that his senior brother called him an asshole.

Lingsongzi: "..."

Lingsongzi looked at the six piles of stone chips in the distance, then at Zhao Ye who was showing great power, and the ghosts squatting in the corner with their ears pinched and sobbing silently after being blown away by Zhao Ye. silent.

He choked up: "It's okay!"

Then he paused, and the tears that had been suppressed before tended to flow out again: "Master Patriarch is really amazing!"

The author has something to say: Lingsongzi: I suspect that if I say something wrong, I will be beaten in the next second!

Zhao Ye: What should I do if the ghost is too skinny, it's because I beat him less!