After I faked my death, the magician went crazy

Master Yideng's scream was like a rooster crowing, high-pitched and loud, with echoes.

The four big men who had just put down the wooden frame for carrying the coffin trembled in fright, and said: "Oh my God, there is a ghost, it's a fraudulent corpse!

Due to the customs of Tai'an Town, boys and girls who died in vain cannot be buried in their ancestral graves, so they carried the coffins to a small hill outside the town according to the route required by the Zi Mansion. Also completely different.

Mount Tai'an is still a lush and secluded mountain, riding the clouds and fog, and there have been rumors that there are immortals practicing here, so people are more in awe and reverence for it, and this little three bags don't grow any grass. It is said that it was still a mass grave before.

At that time, when the four big men heard Daoist Xu Ming say that he was going to Xiaoshanbao, they were stunned, and they checked again and again whether he had remembered correctly. The four of them looked at each other. Are you looking for something?

But Daoist Xu Ming took out a bag of silver, threw it to them, shook his sleeves, and walked in the front. The few people looked at the silver, so they had no reason to refuse.

These four big men looked tall, and it wasn't the first time they did this kind of work, but it was the first time they saw that the coffin was carried up to the mountain and buried, and there was still a sound inside. Isn't this a fake corpse?The four big men dropped the rope and ran away, shouting: "Oh my god, there is a ghost! It's a corpse!"

He didn't even bother to pick up the bag of silver that fell beside the coffin.

Daoist Xu Ming frowned slightly, and he didn't have time to remind them that the money had been lost. As a result, these people had no shadows, and they couldn't catch up.

Immediately, the coffin made a loud noise, and the vertical coffin lid was split in two, and a figure jumped out of it.

This figure is both familiar and somewhat unfamiliar. It is familiar because it is exactly the same as the wandering monk they have been in contact with these days. It is strange because the big head of that person was originally brighter than the headless ghost, but now it is crooked. with a bun.

"Master Yideng, long time no see, aren't you hurt?" Xu Ming asked word by word, with sarcasm in his tone.

"Hmph, stop pretending to me." Master Yideng angrily grabbed his bun with one hand, pulled it up vigorously, and threw it towards Xu Ming.

Xu Ming's right hand was injured, and he held the sword in his left hand and slashed across the air, and the bun was split in two. Although this hand was not his sword-practicing hand, its power remained the same, and the bun instantly turned into powder. Gone with the wind.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough." Li Ziping, who was sitting in the coffin, let out a series of coughing sounds, "The powder my sister put on me is too thick, it almost choked me out."

Master Yideng wiped his face with his sleeve vigorously, sneered, and cursed secretly in his heart, you also know that you are thick, not only did you choke yourself, I'm going to be dazed by the smell of you , he doubted whether this person was intentional or not.

Not to mention that Li Ziping was really unintentional, no matter how much he looks like Zi Ying, he is still a man, and it is still a bit difficult to pretend to be a woman, for example, his skin color is much rougher than that of sister, so , Zi Ying was like putting on flour, she gave him the powder as hard as she could, wrapped it up three layers inside and outside, and also specially oiled his hair, and combed him into a high bun.

"Hehehehe~" There was a clear girl's laughter, and a cute girl with a round face walked up to her, who else could it be if it wasn't Zi Ying?

Master Yideng frowned, the astonishment on his face never recovered, it was impossible, how could his spiritual thread be wrong, it had already pierced her heart last night.

Li Ziping took out a piece of crispy pork belly, swished it, and threw it at Master Yideng, "Hey, old monk, are you looking for this thing? Your spiritual silk thorn is so deep that it almost pierced the pork." Yes, luckily I'm lucky."

Master Yideng looked down at the pork belly on the ground, and then looked up at Li Ziping. He was wearing a white blouse with a tight belt, and several jade and gold bracelets on his hands.

"Oh it's you."

It turned out that this group of people had discovered early in the morning that Lingsi had no eyes, and was confirmed by actions, sounds, smells, etc. He had little contact with Ziying, and hadn't spoken a few words.

During the day, when the group of people rushed into Master Ping’s yard to make trouble, he saw Zi Ying wearing those bracelets with his own eyes, so that night he heard a female voice and a maid saying that he was going to rest, only these few brief words After the words, he could only judge based on the bracelets that Ziying was wearing, and he never expected that something went wrong.

Li Ziping held the hatchet in his right hand, and proudly said: "Yes, Master Yideng can't think of it? Oh, don't cover your face, what are you doing with your face, isn't it just shameless? Master Yideng's puppet technique is really superb ah.

The monk on the opposite side, because he forcibly tore off the hair bun that he had glued earlier, the time limit for the original puppet technique is almost up. He pulled it so vigorously, and a large piece of face was torn off, and the blood flowed down his cheeks. The bald head, dripping from his ears, and onto his shoulders, looked bloody and bloody.

"Stop talking nonsense," Master Yideng shouted, and dozens of spiritual threads erupted from his body instantly, attacking the three people in different directions.

Although Zi Ying is not good at martial arts, she has lived with wolves in the deep mountains all year round, and her perception of danger is far beyond ordinary people. She deftly dodges the attacking Lingsi.

Although Daoist Xu Ming used his left hand, he poured spiritual power into the sword, and with his deep skills, he was defeated by Lingsi.

Li Ziping was struggling a bit. After all, his physical strength had not been fully recovered, and in order to be able to see the spiritual thread clearly, he concentrated part of his spiritual power on his eyes, so that his spiritual power, which was not rich in the first place, was still there. Being divided into two is even more difficult.

Master Yideng discovered their weakness. Originally, his body was facing Daoist Xu Ming, but now he devoted all his energy to Li Ziping.

"When did you realize something was wrong?"

Holding the kitchen knife, Li Ziping said out of breath, "Of course I found the clues from the two innocent victims. I am afraid that when the two children were playing in the ancestral hall, they accidentally saw you peeling off your skin, so You want to silence them."

Master Yideng touched his face habitually. That's right, he was discussing how to sneak attack Daoist Xu Ming when he was discussing the ceremony with the monk using the sound transmission talisman.

One is that Xu Ming is very careful, and he originally wanted to use the wolf hundred years old to hold him back, but he didn't expect to succeed. Second, if Taoist Xu Ming was injured or killed at the ceremony, it would definitely cause an uproar in the town. Then, they You can take the opportunity to remove the Tai Sui meat from the ancestral hall.

Li Ziping threw a throwing knife at him. This person is probably not the original Master Yideng himself. No wonder when he first came to Tai'an Town, he never mentioned Buddhism, and only talked about some anecdotes about himself on Yunyou Road. Afraid of being heard by others, he is not a monk at all. The reason why he chose Master Yideng to reincarnate is because he has been wandering around for many years. The contact between monks and believers is conducive to muddling through.

Seeing that brother suffered a disadvantage, compared with her peers, Zi Ying, who was originally a little thin, seemed to explode, and was about to throw a big stone on the side of the road.

"Oh, wait, wait." As soon as Master Yideng turned around, he saw a girl with strange powers trying to lift a dirty stone and throw it at herself.

This is too outrageous, right?When I used two little ghosts to carry the box of Tai Sui meat, I almost fainted from fright, why is it suddenly so powerful now?

Unexpectedly, there was a sound from the left: "Look at the sword." Xu Ming pierced his sleeve with a sword. The sword was supposed to pierce his arm, but Lingsi blocked him, but then, That spirit thread also turned into dust.

Master Yideng bit his lips tightly, blood dripped on his eyelids, and he didn't bother to wipe it off. Now is the time when his power is weakest.Confronting the three parties at the same time, fighting with wheels, is still a little disadvantaged.

Ignoring so much, he raised the small jar that had been protecting his right hand and shouted: "Come out, come out, here is what you want."

Li Ziping, Daoist Xu Ming, and Ziying slightly relaxed their tense expressions. They were waiting for this moment, to let Master Yideng force out that accomplice.

The cold wind blowing through is extraordinarily cold, that kind of cold is the biting cold that blows into your bones, Zi Ying couldn't help shivering, the echo of Master Yideng sounded from the hill, but after a while, nothing but the echo echoed. No, although his face was bloody and bloody, he could still feel the deep resentment.

Just as he was about to put down the ancient altar, a sharp arrow pierced through the wind and stuck directly on the ancient altar. This altar was extremely rough, no different from the jars used by poor people to hold things. Can't stand the power of this arrow at all.

Following the small hole pierced by the arrow, the entire jar shattered with a "snap" along the moving edge. Even Master Yideng didn't expect this to happen, holding the broken half of the jar bottom awkwardly in his hand.

Li Ziping snorted coldly, it seems that this person was too stupid to be tricked by his accomplices, and now he has become an outcast.

Master Yideng panted heavily, the broken fragments of the ancient altar pierced deeply into his palm, and the spiritual thread wrapped the wound reflexively, trying to stop the bleeding.

However.He was holding the jar, but he didn't realize that the inside of the jar was not Tai Sui meat at all, but a headless ghost with Ao Yin's horn still in his mouth.

The headless ghost jumped up and threw Ao Yin's horn to Li Ziping.

"You moved into the ancestral hall on the night you came, and no Tai Sui meat was found, so I thought that the patriarch might have moved to my mansion. You first assassinated two children with Lingsi, and you were looking for Tai Sui meat in my mansion. At that time, you took away my things, and then used them to frame me. By the way, you still don’t forget to use bitter tricks, kind-hearted Master Yideng, you have so many tricks.” Li Ziping played with the bull’s horns, said calmly.

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I encountered a very bad thing today, cuties can share with me, the recent joy, I am also happy~