First-class Celestial Master [Rebirth]

The Sangmen attached to the doll looked straight at Zhou Tong and the others, and now it was not Zhou Tong and Ling Yuan in its eyes, but Wang Mei and his wife.

The intention of this Sangmen to enter the palace is very vicious, the black air coiled in the child's blood vessels is not only a sign of attracting Sangmen, but also a passage to attract Sangmen to enter the body.

As long as the wisp of black energy is there, Sangmen can directly use the connection with the black energy to attach to the little boy's body, so that his ferocity can be clearly exposed through the little boy's hands.I'm afraid that the family of three who were brutally murdered before was an attack launched by the little boy who was possessed by the bereaved door. It directed the little boy to kill his parents brutally and then committed suicide.

Thinking of this, Zhou Tong's face was cold.

Who on earth would use such vicious means behind the scenes?

He looked at the pottery puppet with a cold face. The pottery puppet didn't know that the two in front of him had been replaced, and it was not facing it. The body walked towards Zhou Tong.

Naturally, a body made of pottery is not as useful as a human body, but Sangmen didn't know anything about it. He jumped up suddenly, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhou Tong's face. Knocking into the air, Ling Yuan didn't even draw his sword, so he knocked the Sangmen out.

The Tao puppet fell into the wall, struggled for a moment and rolled down from the sunken wall, and was stunned for a while.

This is not right...

Ling Yuan walked over and grabbed the Tao puppet from the ground. The Tao puppet grinned its fangs from Ling Yuan with a ferocious expression.

The pottery puppet was startled again, then grinned and burst into tears.

"Okay, stop teasing him." Zhou Tong heard the harsh voice and said, "Extort a confession."

"Okay." Ling Yuan punched a wisp of Qi into the pottery puppet, and Sangmen immediately felt pain. The wisp of Qi was twisted together with its evil energy. There was a violent collision.

Zhou Tong asked, "Purpose."

Sangmen howled a few times, but did not speak, but the next moment he howled sharply, his voice piercing through the sky, extremely shrill, but fortunately they were all blocked in the room by the isolation formation arranged by Ling Yuan, so it was In this way, the furniture was also shattered a lot, which shows that it is really painful.

The funeral was in pain, but because of signing a formation with the caster, if it failed, they would not be able to escape, or they would dissipate their evil spirits, so they could only hold on and refused to answer Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong looked at the Sangmen quite unexpectedly. He thought that these evil spirits had no self-awareness. Even one of the fierce gods was just a mass of evil spirits that were manipulated by warlocks to kill others. He did not expect to have such backbone .

After thinking about it, Zhou Tong decided to change his method.

He chanted a mantra to the pottery puppet, and the shouting of the mourning gate stopped, and he looked at Zhou Tong: "I am the mourning gate, what orders do you have?"

In a certain corner of K City, the formation that had been arranged suddenly split in two, but the room was empty, and no one noticed the change.

Zhou Tong asked, "What did that person send you here earlier?"

"Killing people, taking souls."

"Whose soul?"

The Tao puppet pointed at himself, "He."

At this time, the little boy's birthday was pasted on the back of the pottery puppet, and it seemed that what was wanted was the little boy's soul.

Zhou Tong nodded, and he took another piece of talisman paper figurine, wrote the little boy's birth date with a vermilion pen, poured spiritual energy into it, and the Tao puppet immediately looked up at the paper talisman figurine.

Zhou Tong handed the paper talisman figure to the pottery puppet, and a wisp of black mist radiated from the pottery puppet, wrapping the paper talisman figure in it, then drifted out, and returned to his life.

Zhou Tong followed behind the black mist, and followed the black mist to a very luxurious hotel.

Looking at the luxury hotel sleeping in the night before him, Zhou Tong always felt that something was wrong, he asked Ling Yuan: "Do you think I used the wrong spell just now?"

"Probably not." Ling Yuan said.

"...That should be here, right?"

The paper talisman was wrapped in black mist and flew upstairs, probably remembering the direction. Zhou Tong and Ling Yuan went through the wall, evaded the security of the hotel, and entered the interior. Thinking of the camera, Zhou Tong Tong Tong stuck the invisibility talisman on his forehead again, and distributed one to Ling Yuan. The two got on the elevator and rushed all the way to the place where the black mist was.

The 23th floor of the hotel.

The red-carpeted corridor was empty, and a dim yellow light was on a few meters apart. Zhou Tong searched for the remaining breath of the black mist, and stopped at the door of a room.

Ling Yuan drew a formation on the wall, and suddenly, the wall pushed outwards, and a glass disc-like object appeared in the middle, clearly reflecting the scene in the room.

Zhou Tong praised with satisfaction: "There is really nothing you can't do."

Although Ling Yuan was expressionless, the slightly raised eyebrows betrayed his little~emotion~emotion~

Inside the glass window is a large bed in the inner room.

This hotel is the most luxurious star-rated hotel in K City, and the twentieth floor up is generally used to entertain VIPs. The room Zhou Tong saw was also quite luxurious.

However, the scene in front of him was not that luxurious.

It was a big baroque bed, surrounded by heavy and thick curtains, and a female corpse was lying flat inside the curtains.

The female corpse was completely naked, her long hair almost covered the bed, her face was blue, her lips were white, she lay there motionless, her chest didn't rise and fall, and she didn't have any vitality at all. Zhou Tong was sure that she had already Died, and not just for a day or two, but for at least a hundred years.

Zhou Tong looked away from the female corpse and looked at the man sitting next to the female corpse.

The man was short in stature, standing by the bed, holding an exquisite box in his hand, what was in the box, with a deep purple awn, he went deep into the box with his fingers, and gouged out a piece of fat, with gentle movements smeared on the face of the female corpse.

The blue color on the female corpse's face became more and more intense, giving people a strange feeling. The blue mist covering her face gradually penetrated into the skin, and the tight skin suddenly became somewhat elastic, although it was still blue. People are not like old corpses that have been dead for a hundred years, but new corpses.

Afterwards, the man took another piece out of the box and wiped it on the lips of the female corpse. The chapped lips no longer existed, and the lips became juicy and puffy.

There was a slight cry, and Zhou Tong looked at the thing on the right side of the man again. It was a millstone made of white jade, and black air was floating on the millstone. The man took out a bottle from his pocket and poured out the black air in the bottle. Poured into the millstone, the subtle cry became clearer. Zhou Tong took a closer look, and the black air that was put into the millstone turned out to be the outline of a child. When the millstone was turning, the cry of the child resounded frequently, becoming more and more mournful. The things left around the millstone were put into the box by the man, and after a little stirring, they condensed into a fat shape, which was the rouge used to put makeup on the female corpse.

Ling Yuan suddenly took Zhou Tong's hand, "That female corpse..."

Before she could speak, the female corpse suddenly opened her eyes, raised her head slightly, and shot her sharp gaze straight at Zhou Tong's direction, breaking through the wall and approaching.

The next moment, the transparent disc in front of him disappeared, and an evil spirit like a feather arrow pierced towards Zhou Tong's eyes. The speed was so fast that neither of them reacted. Pulling towards his back, the feathered arrow brushed across Ling Yuan's cheek, piercing a bloodstain.

The cold female voice came out, that voice seemed to be everywhere, lingering in their ears.

"Since Lord Yuxuan is here, why are you watching at the door? With the relationship between you and me, can't you see this side?"

Zhou Tong: "..."

Zhou Tong looked at Ling Yuan with questioning eyes, Ling Yuan grabbed Zhou Tong's hand and responded to a female voice: "Mrs. Zhuyue, in the relationship between you and me, it's better not to see this side."

"Yes." The woman laughed softly, her tone was soft and lazy, "I really envy Lord Yuxuan, who can cultivate a human body after a thousand years, maybe Bai Yuxie sacrificed himself? Lord Yuxuan always has this A kind of supernatural power that makes people around you wholeheartedly surrender."

Ling Yuan pursed his lips and did not answer, but heard the woman say again: "Okay, since Lord Yuxuan doesn't want to see me, then hurry up and see you next time, but it's not that simple."

Ling Yuan took Zhou Tong's hand and said, "Let's go first."

Zhou Tong nodded and followed Ling Yuan's wishes. Before leaving, Zhou Tong seemed to feel that the female corpse's gaze was still looking at him, or in other words, the female corpse's gaze never moved away from him from the beginning to the end. , Even if he was talking to Ling Yuan, he never looked at Ling Yuan squarely.

After the two returned, Zhou Tong asked: "Do you recognize the female corpse, who is Mrs. Zhuyue?"

"Madame Zhuyue should have died a long time ago, she is in the same era as me."

"enemy?"

"...That's right." Ling Yuan said with a headache, "If Mrs. Zhuyue really messed with it, it's not convenient for me to do it."

"how?"

Ling Yuan lowered his eyes and confessed to Zhou Tong: "I was ignorant when I was young, and I caused a catastrophe. Since that catastrophe, the world has started to fear me. Her son died in order to protect me. Mrs. Zhuyue is right. I hate it to the bone, I have sworn that I will not be an enemy of her, even if she wants to avenge her son and want to kill me later, I have never touched her."

After thinking about it, Ling Yuan told Zhou Tong everything he knew about Mrs. Zhuyue: "Mrs. Zhuyue's cultivation level is not high, but her brain is very smart and she has the ability of photographic memory. It doesn't matter that much. Before I became paralyzed, I would first ask Madam Zhuyue for her opinion on major matters in Xuantian Palace. Now that she has cultivated a thousand-year-old corpse, I am afraid that her skills have improved greatly compared to before. If I don't help you, it will be very difficult for you to deal with her."

"Aren't you helping me now?" Zhou Tong smiled, Ling Yuan pursed his lips, looked at Zhou Tong with a serious face, Zhou Tong touched Ling Yuan's wound, and said, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Ling Yuan shook his head.

Zhou Tong asked: "Who is stronger, Mrs. Zhuyue or you?"

Without even thinking about it, Ling Yuan said, "Of course it's me."

Zhou Tong: "Then it's fine."

"But……"

Zhou Tong raised his hand and said, "As you have seen, she first used the child to kill a family, and then grinded the child's soul into nutrients for her to preserve her appearance. I can't just sit idly by."

Ling Yuan sighed deeply.

After a while, Ling Yuan said with an awkward expression: "Now I will teach you a formation."

"Ok?"

"A very powerful formation." Ling Yuan had already adjusted his expression, and said solemnly: "It's just that this formation happens to be able to restrain Mrs. Zhuyue. I'm not against her, it's just a coincidence."

Zhou Tong: "..."

This is so awkward.

Zhou Tong smiled and agreed: "Okay."