After death with the master

Unlike Widow Chen who knew Zhou He's identity, those Taoist disciples didn't know that Zhou He's hexagrams spread all over the theater in an instant, they only knew that Zhou He seemed to be very powerful.

Warlocks are the rarest existence among mysterious masters. They don't learn the most basic courses like Yanshi, talisman masters, and swordsmen, and they can catch some non-aggressive spirits that don't actively attack people and fool around.

Warlocks have extremely high requirements for mysterious masters, not only must they have absolute talent, but also have patience and brains.

The most important thing is to be calm and willing to spend this time.

Warlocks are too difficult to learn, and it takes too long.

In the beginning, there were quite a few mysterious masters who chose the path of warlocks. The main reason is that warlocks don’t need to carry swords to fight against evil spirits like swordsmen, and they don’t need to practice excellent precision throwing skills like talisman masters. The unspeakable origin of Yanshi.

At the beginning, Warlock was like a leader in the world of mystic masters, standing in the center of the team, stepping on yin and yang with his feet, making hexagrams with his hands, and stirring up a pool of wind and clouds in just a few moments with his waving.

The young man always hopes that he will be the central figure, and always has some unrealistic fantasies, so there are really many people who first practice warlocks.

Ninety-nine out of one hundred mysterious masters are academicians.

You ask later?

Later, the hot blood of the young man was completely wiped out by the cold water of this industry.

Later, there may not be a single academic method among a hundred mysterious masters. Even if there is, it is ready to change careers.

At the beginning, Ning Sui didn't understand why Zhou He wanted to major in this. After all, Zhou He's talent was that no matter what he learned, he could learn to go up to the heavenly level.

Ning Sui didn't know what the pinnacle was until he saw with his own eyes that Zhou He's mind was divided into countless parts, the whole gossip came alive, and the eight elements in the gossip were used by him like gods descending to earth.

In the field of mystical masters, if the four major professions had to compete for superiority, then warlocks must be ranked first.

The world said that the Taoist leader of Wuguishan Wugui was easy-going and good-natured, and said that he had nothing to do with the world. Judging from the years that Ning Sui had known him and spent time with him, this was indeed the case.

But Ning Sui also knew that all his ambitions were hidden in his abilities.

A technique unparalleled in the world.

"Take the main house as the center, three places on the left and one place on the right in the southeast." Zhou He could tell the layout of the entire house without closing his eyes: "...Well, there are a lot. I know you remember, but this matter Didn’t I want you to practice your hand? Is it a cheat sheet if I point it out for you?”

Ning Sui still couldn't understand why the man still teased him in this situation, but he was used to it, so he just looked at Zhou He blankly.

Zhou He twirled his fingers and spread his hands: "Which apprentice, Master Yang, still keeps a straight face when he does things? Even if you don't know how to speak soft words, you can call me, right?"

Zhou He said helplessly: "Chen Widow really hit the mark. Is it because I spoil you like this that you don't like to shout or talk?"

Chen Duo, who was inexplicably pointed out, glanced at Ning Sui cautiously with numb scalp.

Ning Sui had no expression on his face, and his expression was still as cold as ever. Seeing him like that, he didn't intend to call Zhou He, nor did he want to give Chen Widow a look.

But why?

Widow Chen scratched his head.

Even if Brother Ning is the crown prince, he wouldn't even bother shouting personally, right?

There was silence between the two of them for a while, and just when Widow Chen thought that Ning Sui would turn his head and leave and start a verbal fight, Zhou He sighed first.

Different from the previous sighs that were helpless and doting, this time Zhou He felt a headache from the bottom of his heart.

After all, he didn't force Ning Sui, he only reported all the directions he had found to Ning Sui, and added a sentence at the end: "But I suggest you go under the stage in the courtyard first."

Hearing this, Ning Sui paused when he was about to leave, and raised his eyes to cast a sidelong glance at Zhou He.

When this person says "suggestion", it means affirmative.

Unexpectedly, he always likes to talk to him a lot before giving an accurate answer at the end.

There was no other meaning in his glance, Zhou He didn't say anything, just looked at him with a smile.

Then Ning Sui turned around and left.

He never waited for anyone, but every time Zhou He would keep up with him.

Unlike Chen Widow's belated awareness, Zhou He knew that he was leaving before he lifted his foot.

Ning Sui also never understood why Zhou He was able to control all his whereabouts, including the ability of "reading people and guessing minds" that he said just now, which Zhou He had only used on him.

Facts have proved that Ning Sui, the crown prince of Xuanmen, really deserves to be a born mystic teacher.

He didn't have any other thoughts in his heart, and he ran towards Yusu's corpse wholeheartedly, like a god and Buddha who had practiced the way of ruthlessness and would not be emotional.

Zhou He's teasing and jokes were not blocked by his ruthless barrier for a day, and he didn't care, he just followed Ning Sui to the stage.

Yusu has already stepped down, and now the theater is deserted.

The magnificent stage was also empty, and they all knew that this place was an illusion, a scene fabricated by Mei, so looking at the dark red stage at this time, they felt weird.

The stage of this stage is built solidly, and it can only be dismantled by violence.

So Ning Sui raised his right hand, trying to manipulate the puppet forward.

But Zhou He didn't want Zhou He to press the back of his hand: "What are you doing? You thought your wood was the Xuefeng Wujin wood I gave you?"

Zhou He's palm and fingertips pressed against the back of his hand and fingers, and the familiar hot temperature was transmitted to his hands through countless strings, making Ning Sui's strings silent for a while.

He didn't say a word, just looked at him, then put down his hand and stopped moving, also avoiding Zhou He's palm.

When Zhou He taught him how to make a puppet and throw strings, he thought it was because he was too small that Zhou He's hands were big.

Later, when he met a tricky monster, Zhou He swept the formation for him, pulled his hand full of blood, and when he manipulated the puppet that was about to lose control, Ning Sui thought it was because he was too young, so Zhou He's hands were tight. Slightly stronger than his magnanimity.

Later, when Ning Sui became an adult, he didn't have time to look at Zhou He again, or compare his hands in secret, and he ushered in his own catastrophe. He was nailed to death in a coffin in a cassock.

Now that Ning Sui is back to life, his figure is even thinner than before his death. When he looks at his own hands, he feels like he is dying of tuberculosis. Compared with Zhou He, Ning Sui doesn't want to look at his hands much. .

Especially this right hand is full of scars, and there is almost no good meat to be found.

That's it for learning Yanshu.

Zhou He saw that he didn't speak, so he tried to tease him, to see if he could make him speak, but one of the Taoist disciples he rescued was a short man with a sparrow on his face: "That... ...I have a blaster here, do you want it?"

Widow Chen didn't think too much, and stretched out his hand before Ning Sui and Zhou He spoke: "I want it! Get it quickly!"

The short man hurriedly took out a few pieces of talisman paper from his cloth bag: "I don't know much about anything else, but the blasting talisman in this hand is pretty good..."

Chen Widow, who is also a talisman master but can't even throw away the talisman paper, took the yellow talisman paper and looked at it carefully: "Thank you."

Since his elder brother is leading the charge now, the short man didn't dare to ask him if he understood, so Widow Chen handed the talisman paper back.

Shorty:"?"

Chen Widow took it for granted: "How can I use a talisman if I don't know how to use it?"

The short man wanted to ask why did you take it away, but he didn't dare, so he just flicked the yellow talisman in his hand and stuck it on the stage, and then he heard a deafening noise, dust was thrown up, and the red talisman flew out. sawdust.

The short man then flipped a few more.

After the dust dispersed, the stage disappeared before their eyes, leaving only ashes and a shallow pit.

Zhou He collected his spiritual power with a smile, and said, "Good job."

He looked at the two of them with a cold smile in his eyes: "Very cautious and smart."

It's really Zhou He's skin that is too deceiving. Rao, there was a bit of chill in his words, the short man and Widow Chen didn't notice it, but scratched their heads embarrassingly.

Chen Widow was more courageous, and proudly raised his little head, but the short man said shyly, "I can only see with this hand, and I'm making a fool of myself."

It was only at this time that Zhou He really hoped that he could have Ning Sui's aura.

You don't need yin and yang to make people tremble.

Ning Sui ignored the commotion on their side, and only raised his feet and walked towards the pile of ruins.

He manipulated the puppet to dig down, but felt a foreign object after a while.

Ning Sui shrank his fingers, and the puppet under his hand grabbed the things from the ground and placed them on the ground.

Several people gathered around and were stunned for a moment.

What appeared in front of them was a corpse.

It was stained with thick soil, if they hadn't learned this in their courses, they really wouldn't be able to tell what it was.

Widow Chen: "This...are there other lives in this theater?"

Ning Sui squatted down and stretched out his hands to wipe the dirt on it, exposing the bones inside, but he didn't speak.

Zhou He said softly, "This is the only skeleton in the theater."

Chen Widow scratched her head: "Ah? But Miss Yusu died only a year ago...? Although I haven't attended a few classes, I still remember that the senior brother who taught in Taoism said that if it is buried in the soil It will take two or three years to become bones."

Zhou He twirled his fingers, lowered his head and took out a handkerchief embroidered with cranes from his sleeve and handed it to Ning Sui, saying: "Perhaps what you saw before was not Yusu, but a demon."

Ning Sui raised his eyes, took his handkerchief, stood up and glanced at him, and before these little bastards were scared out of their wits, Zhou He raised his hand and surrendered before Ning Sui looked away: "Okay, I Stop teasing them."

He sighed helplessly: "Why do you protect the calf like this?"

Obviously Ning Sui meant to tell him not to cause trouble for him, but Zhou He deliberately said that he was protecting them.

Ning Sui didn't bother to explain, he didn't care what people around him thought of him.

A few people from Xuanmen: "...?"

Widow Chen also regained his strength: "It can't be evil, even if we can't open our spiritual eyes and can't see it, Master Yu can't see it."

Master Yu is the person in charge of Tanzhou Xuanmen.

Ning Sui wiped his hands, but he didn't return the handkerchief, instead he stuffed it into his belt.

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