Master, don't stop me from being an idol

The female ghost's fierce eyes were really scary, but this was not the case in the eyes of Wen Baiyu and Zhou Jingyuan.

The former has no waves in his heart, while the latter has already laughed out loud.

"Baiyu, it's afraid of fire, let me..." Zhou Jingyuan hadn't finished speaking when Wen Baiyu took a step forward, holding Banyue in his hand like a flash of swords and swords.

"Ah!" The female ghost screamed and turned into the original little paper figurine, but it had been cut into pieces by the knife.

Zhou Jingyuan: "..."

An inexplicable melody sounded in his mind: rose petals fell in front of his eyes one by one~

While he was in a daze, Wen Baiyu continued to hunt down the young man.

As soon as the young man turned around, he saw Wen Baiyu, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "Isn't it so fierce? I've raised that villain for a long time!"

Wen Baiyu's gray eyes reflected a cold light, he put his fingers together, recited the mantra silently, and then pointed forward: "Definitely!"

Banyue emitted a bright white light like a shooting star, only to hear the young man screaming and falling hard to the ground.

Banyue pierced through his calf and firmly pinned him in place.

The young man was trembling with pain, and when he heard footsteps beside him, he looked up and saw Wen Baiyu, who obviously had a very ordinary face, but that look gave him a deep-rooted fear.

At that moment, the young man felt that he was like an ant trampled on at will in the eyes of the other party.

In fact, Wen Baiyu didn't think about anything, if it wasn't for removing the evil magic on Qiu Yi's body, his sword would not have landed on the calf, but on the opponent's heart.

Zhou Jingyuan arrived quickly, and when he saw the tragic situation of the young man, he grabbed Wen Baiyu's hand and made a gesture of feeling his pulse.

Wen Baiyu frowned in confusion: "Brother Zhou, what are you doing?"

Zhou Jingyuan: "Let me find out if your celestial root is still there." Otherwise, why are you still so strong.

Wen Baiyu: "..."

Zhou Jingyuan was sure that Wen Baiyu's celestial root had been crippled, and his body was like a broken bottle, unable to store spiritual energy at all. If he hadn't investigated carefully, who would have known that Wen Baiyu was at the end of his strength at this time?

Zhou Jingyuan sighed, Wen Baiyu is so strong in this situation, so wouldn't his strength in his prime be boundless, he said: "Everything can't be forced."

He didn't say it clearly, but Wen Baiyu would understand what he meant.

"Don't worry, I know it well." Wen Boyu then turned his attention to the young man, "Do you want to die or live?"

Wen Boyu's attitude towards Moxiu was completely cruel to the extreme. The young man who was afraid of death said desperately: "Live alive! Let me do anything! Please let me go!"

Zhou Jingyuan knelt down and asked, "How long have you been in this world? You have hidden deep enough."

The young man's face was pale because of the pain: "I have only been here for three weeks... I came here after I died, and I somehow occupied the body of this otherworldly person."

"I'm not harming anyone, I'm running a small business..."

Zhou Jingyuan patted him on the head: "It's a small business! Do you know that someone almost died because of your sorcery!"

The young man didn't dare to say more.

Wen Baiyu asked at this time: "You said you have only been here for three weeks, why do you know so much about the common sense of other worlds?"

The young man opened his mouth: "I..."

"You used the soul search technique." The flame in Wen Baiyu's eyes disappeared, replaced by a chilling indifference.

Soul search is an extremely cruel spell, which can absorb the memory of the opponent's soul for one's own use, and is often used to torture the enemy.

The person cast the spell ends up either dead or insane.

Zhou Jingyuan naturally understood why Wen Baiyu was so angry. If this magician could quickly adapt to life in another world, someone must have been persecuted.

The young man could only beg for mercy: "I was wrong...the two immortals let me go!"

Wen Boyu shook his head, he recalled Banyue: "Your mistake is unforgivable."

At this moment, Zhou Jingyuan stopped Wen Baiyu and said, "His body is from another world. If he is really killed, it will be very troublesome."

Wen Baiyu didn't want to cause trouble for Zhou Jingyuan, so he put down his long sword: "Then what should we do so that he can't continue to harm people?"

Zhou Jingyuan said with a smile: "Simple, his vx records of money collection are enough to report him to the police for fraud and spread feudal superstition."

Then he turned around and said to the young man: "You honestly undo the magic spell cast before, and I will let Baiyu not kill you."

Seeing the way out, the young man nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay! Everything is in the hotel, I'll go and untie it right away!"

They then dragged the young man with the injured leg back to the hotel. The other room didn't look special until he took out a large suitcase from under the bed.

Opening it, there were yellow paper and cinnabar and other small props, the young man found a piece of red paper folded a few times, and handed it to Wen Baiyu respectfully: "My lord, this is the birth date of everyone in the magic spell I cast, as long as it is burnt." can be lifted."

Wen Baiyu unfolded the red paper, and there were more than 20 birthdays and names on it, among which Qiu Yi and Meng Jingru's names were indeed included.

Zhou Jingyuan took out a lighter, took the red paper, lit it, and soon the red paper burned to ashes in front of her eyes.

In order to ensure that the young man did not lie, Zhou Jingyuan called Chu Ci to confirm, and then said to Wen Baiyu: "The magic on Qiu Yi has been lifted."

Wen Boyu nodded, then looked at the young man coldly, and Banyue behind him was about to move.

The young man was about to pee in fright.

"Okay, okay, leave the rest to me, I have to participate in the recording tomorrow, hurry back and rest, it's been a whole day." Zhou Jingyuan urged Wen Baiyu to leave.

Wen Baiyu finally understood that this is a different world, and the way Zhou Jingyuan said was the right way to deal with it. He clasped his fists and said, "Brother Zhou will leave everything to you."

Zhou Jingyuan made an OK gesture: "No problem."

After Wen Baiyu left, Zhou Jingyuan turned around and helped the young man sit on the bed, then turned around and started calling the police.

Seeing Wen Baiyu leave and seeing Zhou Jingyuan with his back turned to him, the young man felt terrified, took out a piece of yellow paper from under the pillow, folded it into a triangle, and then threw it over like throwing a dart.

The yellow paper emitted a sharp light and stabbed straight at Zhou Jingyuan.

"Hey, I want to call the police..." Zhou Jingyuan seemed unaware.

But when the yellow paper hit Zhou Jingyuan, it seemed that it had hit some kind of barrier, and it bounced back and flew towards the young man.

The young man's foot was injured, and because he didn't react in time, he was directly stabbed in the heart, which was a fatal blow.

"That's right, the address is..." Zhou Jingyuan was about to say the address, when he turned around, his big eyes were full of question marks.

"Uh... I'm sorry I'm drunk." Zhou Jingyuan hung up the phone, looked at the dead young man, scratched his head and muttered: "If you don't leave if there is a door to the prison, you will come here if there is no door to hell. If you want to die, I can't help it .”

Then he took out the handed down mirror from the storage bag and connected to Chu Zong.

This time the connection was not opened immediately, but Chu Zong's face appeared after waiting for a while.

"Master, are you okay?" Zhou Jingyuan noticed that Chu Zong looked a little haggard?

Chu Zong leaned against a tree, he yawned and said, "Do I look good?"

Zhou Jingyuan: "Not very good."

Chu Zong waved his hand, slapped the fan twice and closed it again: "Let's get down to business."

Zhou Jingyuan noticed that the surface of Chu Zong's fan had turned red. He remembered that the other side was a white paper with beautiful mountains and rivers hanging on it.

"Master, I found a demon cultivator in another world today." Zhou Jingyuan deliberately moved his body away to let Chu Zong look at the young man lying on the bed.

"Huh?" Chu Zong's decadent spirit finally got a little boost. He sat up straight, looked at him for a while and asked, "You killed someone?"

"Hmm... that's right." Zhou Jingyuan thought for a while and didn't tell the story of the young man's death.

"I'm impulsive. If there is one, there will be two. What if there is someone behind him?" Chu Zong said dissatisfied.

Zhou Jingyuan lowered his head and said, "It's my apprentice who is reckless."

At this time, there was an extra person beside Chu Zong, and Zhou Jingyuan was terrified when he saw the face of that person clearly.

"Master Zhuang!"

Zhuang Yuezhong nodded slightly, looked at the dead young man behind him, and asked, "How did he sneak into the other world?"

Zhou Jingyuan can treat his master with a relaxed attitude, but Zhuang Yuezhong's name is too loud, and he has a natural sense of fear. He respectfully said: "Honorable Master Zhuang, according to what he said, his soul traveled through another world after death and entered the A mortal body, but whether all this was manipulated is unknown."

Zhuang Yue nodded: "Find out the people he had contact with during his lifetime."

Zhou Jingyuan: "Understood."

After Zhuang Yuezhong finished speaking, he turned and left. The scope of what the mirror could see was very low, so Zhou Jingyuan couldn't see that Zhuang Yuezhong's face was clean, his clothes were stained red with blood, and when he walked around, he would also fall from the body left by the killing demon. pieces of meat.

Zhou Jingyuan asked curiously: "Master, do you invite Master Zhuang to go out for an outing?"

Chu Zong gave him a blank look: "A traitor! In your eyes, being a teacher has nothing to do other than play? I'm here to kill demon cultivators and destroy their lair."

Zhou Jingyuan suspected that Chu Zong was forced, but still showed admiration on the surface: "Master is amazing."

"By the way, let's not talk about this..." Chu Zong secretly glanced at Zhuang Yuezhong who hadn't gone far, "How is Wen Baiyu recently?"

Not far away, Zhuang Yuezhong's footsteps seemed to be a little slower.

Zhou Jingyuan thought that the matter of magic was complicated, so he just said: "Junior Brother Wen is doing well, and many people like him."

As the show airs, Wen Boyu should become more and more popular.

"Ah! Master Zhuang, you vomit blood!" a monk exclaimed.

Zhuang Yuezhong's eyes were icy cold, her pale lips were stained with blood, adding a touch of gorgeousness: "It's nothing."

Compared to other people's worries, Chu Zong seemed very heartless. He knew better than anyone that Zhuang Yuezhong was very strong, so it was nothing to vomit some blood. Command and kill demons like a puppet that doesn't need to rest.

He's almost tired and vomiting blood, okay?

The narrow-minded Chu Zong let out a sigh of relief, and then said to Zhou Jingyuan: "That's good, the matter of demon cultivation cannot be ignored, and we must continue to investigate."

Zhou Jingyuan: "Understood."

Chu Zong put away the handed down mirror, at this moment his shoulder was held down.

As soon as she turned around, she met Zhuang Yuezhong's dead face.

"what?"

"This is the end of the demon cultivator's extermination operation."

Chu Zong was surprised when he heard the words, thinking that Zhuang Yuezhong was really hurt because he vomited blood, so he immediately said, "I'll help you heal."

"No need." Zhuang Yuezhong squinted her eyes, no one dared to look at her sharply, "Shen Qingzhi hasn't appeared for a long time, and there is no leader among the demon cultivators, just like a plate of loose sand, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"I suspect that Shen Qingzhi has gone to another world."

Chu Zong's pupils shrank: "No way, if he went to another world, why didn't you find out?"

Zhuang Yue said again: "If a living person enters the forbidden area under my supervision, he will never come back, but if it is a strand of soul, I can't catch it."

"Are you suspecting that Shen Qingzhi is like the demon cultivator my apprentice caught? But Shen Qingzhi stayed here well, why did he go to another world?" Chu Zong performed a cleansing technique on the two of them, and finally eliminated the strong odor on his body. Bloody smell.

Zhuang Yue took another look at him, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you think Shen Qingzhi is doing well?"

Chu Zong recalled that demon cultivators and monks had often had conflicts over the years, but most of them were suppressed by force. As the demon master, Shen Qingzhi really couldn't reverse this situation. Thinking about it carefully, it was very aggrieved.

"Then you want to go to another world to investigate in person?"

At this time, he saw a rather vivid expression on Zhuang Yuezhong's face. He lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, as if he was struggling, and finally said nothing, and Yu Jian left.