After joining Hades

Zhou Wei pointed to the bronze bell on the top, and repeated it uncertainly: "He said that he would send us...to see who?"

Xie Jiuzhang: "See Hades."

Zhou Wei: "..."

No, is it a coincidence? ? ?

Zhou Wei turned his head extremely cautiously, and glanced at Lu Zheng.

Although Zhou Wei didn't know Lu Zheng's identity, but Wen Bai called him the boss, and Xie Jiuzhang called him the boss, and the attitude of the gangsters became more serious.

He can guess a little bit.

Even if Boss Lu is not Lord Yan, he must be the second in command of Yin Division.

If it wasn't for the fact that the scene in front of him was really weird, Zhou Wei even wanted to burn incense to Xuande.

It's faster than saying Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, it's saying Hades, Hades is here.

And Xuande, who was hidden behind the wooden door and looked at the situation outside through a few holes in the wall, intending to scare off the intruders, felt something was wrong.

These people... are not ordinary people.

Ordinary people will never stay any longer when they see such a scene in this barren mountain.

But they didn't intend to leave at all.

Then there is only one explanation, that is, it is aimed at him.

Xuande thought about it in every possible way, but he couldn't figure out how to find this group of people.

But the most important thing right now is obviously not this, but to make them quit.

Xuande took out a few talisman seals from the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and after making a formula, he pressed them on the red string connected to the copper bell.

Moments later, the copper bell swayed even faster.

It was just a little noisy before, but now it can be called harsh.

Lin Qiu, the only one in the group who didn't know Lu Zheng's identity, heard the suddenly urgent copper bell, and hurriedly said: "No, my uncle may have activated the formation, and we can't stay here until we find the eye of the formation." here!"

Lin Qiu was very anxious, but he couldn't find a better way.

After coming in, he has been paying attention to the copper bell, just trying to find out where the formation is located.

But after looking at it for a long time, he found that the formation was unbreakable.

Lin Qiu took out a yellow talisman, stuck it in his palm, and turned his palms together: "Chang Xianchang, you take Zhou Xinshi and the others out first, this formation is a bit strong, I want..."

Before Lin Qiu finished speaking, Lu Zheng had already raised his hand and flicked it.

Completely out of proportion to his casual movements, was a powerful palm wind.

Like a sharp knife, it cut off the red rope that tied the bell at once.

The violently shaking brass bell fell silent in an instant. Following the falling rope, it hit the pillars on both sides one after another. After shaking slightly, it was completely silent.

Lin Qiu, who had just finished talking about the firm formation: "..."

Xuande behind the wooden door: "..."

Ever since he entered the Taoist sect and knew that there is still such a thing as "oral karma", Xuande seldom shows off his tongue.

Although he doesn't pay much attention to this, he still puts on airs, and even when he is in a hurry, he seldom says something unseemly.

But now looking at the string of copper bells, he couldn't bear it anymore.

He cursed secretly.

This person was found by his senior brother again?

Xuande already knew that this group of people was found by Xuanji, the moment he saw Lin Qiu.

Lin Qiu was not tall, and he happened to be standing at the end, so Xuande didn't see it clearly.

When he came forward and took out the yellow talisman again, intending to destroy the formation, Xuande took a serious look.

At that moment, he only felt that all the old and new hatreds were pouring out.

After so many years, his senior brother still didn't let him go.

Now he is still uniting with his disciples and outsiders to bully him!

Xuande pushed open the door and walked out from behind it.

"Uncle!" Lin Qiu subconsciously stepped forward.

Wen Bai grabbed him and shook his head.

But Xuande's face sank: "Don't call me uncle, I'm not your uncle."

Xuande's gaze first turned around Wen Bai and Lu Zheng, especially Lu Zheng.

His eyes are unfamiliar, and he doesn't look like a person who cultivates the Tao.

But it was able to break his formation.

Xuande's eyes turned slightly, and when he saw Zhou Wei, his gaze paused.

Has he seen this man before?

After only a while, Xuande frowned.

He had indeed seen this man.

In the Temple of the City God, although it happened many years ago, he will not admit his mistake as the grandson of the City God.

Xuande took a step back, and said vigilantly: "Did the City God ask you to come?"

Zhou Weigang was so stared at by Xuan De that his forehead was almost sweating, and he thought that he had forgotten his grandfather and recognized himself.

But now he said such a sentence.

While at a loss, Zhou Da's brain was running at high speed.

Why did Xuande stare at him like this?

Did you see that he was dying?

Zhou Wei has a very clear and profound understanding of himself.

Knowing how much water a barrel can hold depends on the shortest piece of wood.

And he is the shortest piece.

This is not good, Zhou Wei thought.

What if Xuande sees it, then stares at him and beats him, and then he kidnaps him, and the little ghost is not rescued yet, and another one gets in, what should I do?

He is not afraid of beatings, and his skin is thick, but whether he will be beaten or not is one thing, and whether he will let Xiaobai and the others off the hook is another.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Wei remembered that when Xuande was talking about the City God, he took a step back, and his expression was obviously a little nervous, which meant that he was afraid of the City God.

Thinking of this, Zhou Weiqiang stabilized his mind, lifted his chin, and returned a contemptuous look of "Yes, it's your Grandpa City God, how about it, you are worthy of yelling at me, a dog".

A few seconds later, afraid of not being contemptuous enough, he snorted again.

Xuande: "..."

Zhou Wei turned his head away and stopped looking at Xuande.

My heart started beating.

He approached Wen Bai subconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Using the name of Grandpa City God, he shouldn't mind, right?"

Wen Bai was a little amused, this person seemed to always have some ability to hit the wrong side, so he couldn't help teasing him: "You have to ask him about that."

Zhou Wei looked up at the sky and bowed in his heart.

"Is that kid in this temple?" Wen Bai turned his head to look at Lu Zheng again.

Lu Zheng nodded: "Yes."

"It's not a brat." Lu Zheng said again.

Wen Bai: "?"

Lu Zheng: "It's a spiritual thing."

When Lin Qiu talked about that thing, Wen Bai actually had a premonition. Hearing what Lu Zheng said, he wasn't surprised: "What is that natural spiritual thing?"

Lu Zheng couldn't be sure, he just said: "Many, as long as there is good fortune, everything can be alive."

Wen Bai nodded.

Xuande saw this scene in his eyes, and was stunned in his heart.

It's even a little hard to breathe.

In front of him, the two started talking on their own?

Xuande didn't want to fight against the people of the City God, so he had to bear it first: "I don't know if you heard what the City God said, or what Xuanji said, and why you came to my place?"

Xie Jiuzhang shook his head: "I am afraid that the Taoist priest has lived on this mountain for a long time, and he is confused. This is not your place."

Xuande rolled up his sleeves: "This temple has been abandoned for a long time, I just use it, why not?"

He changed his tone: "However, a few fellow Taoists, after listening to other people's one-sided remarks, came to my door to trouble me and even broke my magic circle. Isn't it against the rules?"

When saying the word "bystanders", Xuande took a special look at Lin Qiu.

Feeling his gaze, Lin Qiu called again in a low voice: "Master Uncle."

As soon as Xuande heard Lin Qiu's "Master Uncle", looking at this face, the resentment accumulated for many years surged up again in an instant.

From the very beginning, he never liked this nephew.

Looking at him, it's like seeing the suspension from before.

It is because of the talent that he can deduce fortune-telling that his master named him "Xuanji", because he has a good grasp of numerology, and he is called "Xuande".

Obviously he was the one who came into contact with those Taoist scriptures earlier.

Later, Xuanji took Lin Qiu as a disciple who had "sharp five senses and was different from ordinary people".

It was as if reminding him all the time that he was that "ordinary person".

"The me now, not to mention your master, even if your master is here, I am not my opponent." As soon as Xuande saw Lin Qiu, he was so angry that he forgot his form and Lin Qiu at the same time. A group of people around.

"If you're sensible, hurry up and go," the words had already been put down, and Xuan De simply said, "Otherwise, don't blame me for falling out!"

Xie Jiuzhang couldn't listen anymore: "That's what you said 10 minutes ago."

Xuande: "..."

Xuande was so angry that he directly picked up the wooden sword on the altar and stabbed at the yellow talisman.

Standing the sword on the front and back of the chest, stretch out the right hand, with the index finger and middle finger together, and the other three fingers together, sticking tightly to the sword surface, still talking plausibly.

The surrounding wind blew up again, rolling up the incense crumbs on the ground layer by layer.

The red rope tied with the copper bell was also beaten by the wind, wrapped around the pillar, and then loosened again.

Zhou Wei had never seen such a posture before, and he didn't dare to ask Lu Zheng, so he took a step back. After thinking of Lin Qiu's words before, he looked at Xie Jiuzhang with some anxiety: "No, it won't really last for hundreds of years. Cultivate it?"

Xie Jiuzhang looked at him: "Who told you that it has been practiced for hundreds of years?"

Zhou Wei pointed to Lin Qiu.

Xie Jiuzhang: "Not in hundreds of years."

Zhou Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

Xie Jiuzhang said again: "At most a hundred years."

Zhou Wei: "...a hundred years?!"

His voice suddenly dropped: "What level is it in a hundred years?"

Xie Jiuzhang thought for a while: "When you play games in Yangjian, what do you call those players who play very averagely? What kind of chicken?"

Zhou Wei was not sure: "Vegetables, vegetable chicken?"

Xie Jiuzhang's eyes lit up: "That's it."

Then he pointed to Xuande: "That's the level."

As soon as Xie Jiuzhang's words fell, Xuande's two fingers stuck to the sword stopped.

He didn't hear what Zhou Wei and Xie Jiuzhang were saying before, but he heard every word of "vegetable chicken" and "this level" that they sang together later.

How dare these two children humiliate him like this!

Tolerable or unbearable!

Xuande's eyes were tearing apart, he originally thought not to take the initiative to attack, just to frighten them, but since they don't appreciate it, he can't blame him for being cruel.

Xuande took a step forward, regardless of Sanqi 21, quickly slashed across the wooden sword with both hands.

Fearing that the power would not be enough, he cut his fingertips and seeped a few drops of blood into them.

He had eaten that little ghost, and there was its spiritual power in his blood, even if the City God came by himself, he wouldn't get any advantage.

After shouting angrily, a red light flashed on the sword face.

The red light twines and interweaves, and finally condenses into a fine rope net, which is wrapped around the yellow paper on the tip of the sword.

Immediately afterwards, a ball of fireworks shot out from the tip of the sword, quickly igniting the yellow paper stuck on the tip of the sword.

Zhou Wei was taken aback by the real situation, and couldn't help but began to question the authenticity of Xie Jiuzhang's words: "Vegetables, vegetables?!"

You call this a vegetable chicken.

Xie Jiuzhang thought for a moment: "Fancy chicken."

Zhou Wei: "..."

bells and whistles.

One more adjective.

Thank you so much.

Xuande was so angry that his hands trembled a little, he looked at Zhou Wei and Xie Jiuzhang fiercely, and swung his sword across the outside.

There was a sound of "bang--".

The fire came out of the sword, burning bigger and bigger, sweeping towards Wen Bai with the posture of eroding everything.

Lu Zheng's patience has reached its limit.

Originally, I was still worried about spiritual things and didn't want to be troublesome.

From the looks of it, the Taoist wouldn't tell the whereabouts of that thing if he didn't suffer a bit.

Lu Zheng took Wen Bai behind him, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a copper bell falling on the ground.

Fairly clean.

Pinched a finger to the wind, raised it, and the copper bell hung up.

Lu Zheng raised his hand and hit it.

Xuande sneered: "Just because of this? You are too underestimating..."

Lu Zheng was so annoyed that he didn't bother to listen to the words, so he poured some force on the copper bell.

Then, under everyone's gaze, the fireworks that came towards Wen Bai's place suddenly changed direction and attacked Xuande for some reason.

And it burns hotter and faster.

Xuande looked at the scene in front of him, his face changed greatly.

How can it be? !

He used [-]% of his strength in this move!

Even if the City God came, it would be impossible to take this head-on blow. Who is this person?

Before he could figure it out, the fire was already approaching his eyes with a burning sensation.

Xuande didn't even have time to dodge, so he could only back up while holding the wooden sword in front of him.

A loud bang.

The flames splashed and turned to ashes on the ground.

Xuande fell to the ground, losing half of his soul.

He looked forward blankly.

The altar was split in the middle, and the dishes were scattered all over the place.

The glutinous rice was wet with clear water, and mixed with the incense ash that fell on the ground, it was a mess.

Lu Zheng stepped on a piece of debris, walked to Xuande, squatted down: "Where is the thing?"

Wen Bai followed Lu Zheng and walked over.

Xuande knew that he was no match for this man, but if he kept the green hill, he would not worry about having no firewood. If he handed over the little devil, the green hill would be gone, so he pretended to be stupid and said, "What is it?"

Lu Zheng directly picked out the fire on his fingertips, looked at Wen Bai: "It's useless, let's burn it."

Wen Bai stopped Lu Zheng's hand.

He was afraid of this, so he hurried to follow.

The boss was in a fit of anger, obviously he couldn't reason with him, so he had to coax him first: "You can't burn it now, but it's still useful."

And Xuande lying on the ground: "???"

What is this talking about?

It's still useful, but it can't be burned. Is it him? !

What kind of people are these? !

Looking at Lu Zheng who still had a face of "annoyed, let's destroy it", Wen Bai had no choice but to come by himself.

He squatted halfway, looked at Xuande, and said softly: "Master Xuande."

Xuande shuddered inexplicably.

"If you want to be decent, we can make you decent," Wen Bai smiled. "If you don't want to be decent, then we can also help you to be decent."

"It's up to you."

Wen Bai's voice is gentle, and his words are decent, but the meaning in the words is not much better than Lu Zheng's sentence "It's useless, burn it" just now.

Xuande felt that he might have to die here today.

After Wen Bai finished speaking, he stood up.

He is very clear that a person like Xuande has lived most of his life and has dealt with people of all schools and schools, so he is too good at reading people's hearts.

As long as they show a little bit of "just scaring you, not serious", they will be defeated.

And that spiritual thing is very important to him.

He blamed everything on his lack of talent, including the position of a watcher, etc., so he was more envious than ordinary people of this kind of skill that was easily available, and he would not give up easily.

So he must have been shocked.

Originally, these scaring words were the best for Lu Zheng.

But his boss is obviously not a scare.

He said "It's useless, let's burn it", because he was really impatient and wanted to do it.

That's not scaring people, it's directly killing people.

Wen Bai tried his best to play the role of "scare people", when he said this to Xuande, his expression was a little cold.

But when he turned to Lu Zheng, he smiled happily.

Obviously satisfied with his "threat".

It was also the first time for Lu Zheng to hear Wen Bai say such words, and he found it fresh, seeing his joyful expression again, he felt a little better.

The hanging German has been loosened a bit.

If he handed over that thing, he would never get it back.

But right now, he may not even be able to save his life.

Not knowing how to make a choice, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the brass bell at the broken foot of the altar.

Just now, this person used this copper bell to fight back his burst of fire.

Xuande was really strange, he condensed his last trace of ecstasy, and scanned the copper bell from inside to outside.

When he felt the sinister air above, his throat was blocked: "Aren't you human?!"

Wen Bai thought that Xuande was being cornered, scolded them, and in order to show their viciousness, responded: "Yes, we are not human."

Lu Zhengang had already noticed Xuande's actions, so he naturally knew what he meant by the phrase "not human".

Looking at Wen Bai who didn't know anything but obediently complied, he smiled.

Seeing Wen Bai admitting so simply, the old blood in Xuande's throat choked up.

"You really are the people of the underworld."

Wen Bai: "..."

Did he mean this by not being human?

Wen Bai turned his head to look at Lu Zheng, wanting to ask him what to say, but saw Lu Zheng smiling.

Wen Bai: "..."

Wen Bai had no choice but to respond: "Yes."

"So are you going to say it or not?"

"Think about it."

Xuande clutched his chest.

It's hard to say.

If you die, you have to go to the underworld.

I have to say that I am dead.

It's not an option at all.

He closed his eyes deeply and began to take off his clothes.

Wen Bai: "..."

Lu Zheng: "..."

When he was about to take off his pants, Lu Zheng turned Wen Bai over, stretched out his hand and fired another fingertip.

Xuande: "..."

Fearing that he would be pointed, he immediately explained: "The thing is tied to my lower back."

Seeing that Lu Zheng's face was darkened, Zhou Wei immediately shouted: "Take it out quickly."

After Xuande took off the things around his waist, Zhou Wei and the others ran over.

At a glance, he saw a bead the size of a fist, shining white, and the color was similar to the jade gourd in Wen Bai's hand.

Zhou Wei frowned: "I thought it was alive, why is it a bead?"

Didn't Xuande say to eat it?

How do you eat this?

Lin Qiu explained: "The little ghost is kept inside, this bead is just a vessel."

Lu Zheng glanced at Xuan De lightly.

Xuande trembled in fright, immediately took out a yellow talisman and pressed it on the bead.

Immediately afterwards, the bead opened a gap.

The gap opened wider and wider until it split in two.

A mass of pink-white stuff slowly slipped out of it.

Xie Jiuzhang was surprised: "This is... Tai Sui?!"