bone cutter

Zhuang Yin has already followed the water flow for a cup of tea, the faint sky light can barely stay on the river surface, under the turbulent river water, it is still too dark to distinguish things.The man painted with mantras seemed to turn into a fish after entering the water, and after a few rounds of wagging his tail, he disappeared.After the air was exhausted from his lungs, Zhuang Yin suddenly surfaced, panting and looking at the calm water——

Where are the traces of living people swimming?

He frowned, and his heart was covered with unspeakable worries. In the past few months, he has encountered all kinds of strange things, thefts and robberies, from Landaocheng losing the priceless Lu family painting, to Ji Yuanzhen, who thought he was dead, died suddenly And when he was resurrected, he pretended to be the dead Mei Wuzhu and the smiling God of Wealth in collusion, and used a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain to steal the key from the Lijing Garden. Now, the elusive and mysterious man of spells has taken away the Phoenix Token that was nirvana in the fire.

The paintings of the Lu family, the key that has been passed down for hundreds of years from the Lijing Garden, and the Phoenix Token in the hands of the man in gray shirt, do these three have anything in common?

Before he could delve into the subtle details, he felt something strange behind him. He suddenly turned around and saw a cloud of evil black energy hovering in mid-air, crashing against the wall of nothingness.Every time the dead souls collided, a faint white light appeared in the air, which was shaped like a shell, huge and wide, as if covering the entire Burning Incense Manor, they chirped as they collided, and Zhuang Yin could vaguely distinguish these dead souls seems to be cursing——

"The old ghosts are dead and the barrier can't be broken. This is the rhythm of our burial!"

"It's over, it's over for us, the sky is going to kill us!"

"Damn it, the old ghost is out of his mind, he just dragged us to play with his silly girl and old lunatic for more than ten years, and he said that if it wasn't for him, we would have been wiped out. If it weren't for him, he specially set up Such an enchantment guards against us, we have already cultivated human form outside!"

"That's right, that's the reason!"

……

Rao Zhuang Yin had just experienced a life-and-death struggle and paradoxes, and the corners of his eyes twitched when he heard the words of the dead soul, and he corrected them with good intentions: "How can you say that you are buried with the dead?"

The dead souls were silent for a while, and after seeing the person clearly, they screamed, and immediately swooped down from the air, opened their rotten sharp teeth, and rushed at the Taoist priest who was soaked in the river.The danger was approaching, and the Taoist priest had no intention of taking precautions or drawing his sword, and just stared at the fading light wall thoughtfully.Seeing that the minions of the dead soul were about to touch his undefended neck, the Taoist suddenly stopped, "Wait a minute."

The dead soul stopped and flew around his head inexplicably, "Damn thing, what are you waiting for? Tell you, if you dare to play tricks with us, you will die!"

Zhuang Yin said: "I just want to tell you that I can break this enchantment."

"What?! Can you break the old ghost's enchantment?!" The dead souls turned to Zhuang Yin, eagerly urging: "Hurry up and break this broken cover!"

"Then please don't surround me and let me go ashore."

Hearing this, the dead souls pushed each other and flew to the side. Seeing the Taoist priest stand up from the water with a splash, come ashore neatly, and slowly dry the clothes, the dead souls immediately became impatient, "Damn things, hurry up, don't Force us to do it!"

Zhuang Yinqing asked coldly: "Do you really want to go out?"

"Taoist, if you talk nonsense again, I will kill you now!"

"No regrets?"

"Sorry shit!"

He smiled lightly and nodded, "That's good."