After marrying into a wealthy family, my little Taoism became popular

"A sword in the hand of a loving father!"

Si Huai smashed it with the scabbard for a while, but felt that it was not very smooth.

He threw away the sword, swung his fist and punched it to the flesh.

Although Zhu Cheng had better physical strength than ordinary Taoist priests and knew some sword skills, he still couldn't stand being beaten up like this.

The name of Si Huai's cheap move rang in his ears again, his heart was filled with anger, blood rushed to the top of his head, and his ears were buzzing.

Not long after, Zhu Cheng rolled his eyes and passed out.

The caster lost consciousness, and the movements of many ghosts paused in unison, no longer in order, as if they had turned into headless chickens, rushing towards the nearby Taoist priest.

The blood corpse stood there in a daze, not knowing who the target of his attack was, and stopped in a daze.

Seeing this, Si Huai slowed down for a while, picked up the ghost banner spread on the table, rolled it into a long strip, tied Zhu Cheng's hands and feet together, and then began to search.

Zhu Cheng was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, and there were things hidden in the cuffs, waist and even shoes.

Dementor Bell, Dagger, Letter...

Si Huai searched indiscriminately, worried that there was something missing, so he simply cut open all his clothes with a dagger and tore them off.

Fang Daochang approached and saw the white Zhu Cheng, startled: "Si, Si Guanzhu?"

"You, what are you doing?"

Si Huai tore off the last piece of fabric from Zhu Cheng's leg, and said calmly, "This kid has hidden a lot of hidden weapons."

"It's all tied up, but we can't let him run away again."

When he caught Malatang for the first time, Si Huai also tied him up, but someone who didn't pay attention ran away. This little Malatang is better than his master, and he must be able to run better.

After making sure that there was nothing hidden on Zhu Cheng's body, Si Huai wiped his hands, glanced at the children who were still dreaming in the dead cave, and first supported the other Taoists with Fang Daochang.

There are different levels of ghosts in Wan Gui Banner, but there are too many ghosts to kill them all. The Taoist priests all showed tired expressions on their faces, and their physical strength gradually began to run out.

Si Huaishou stood beside Lu Xiuzhi, slapped a ghost to death, then turned his head and asked, "Is there any limit to the efficacy of relics?"

Lu Xiuzhi stroked the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and the inner wall of the Buddhist beads was engraved with dense Sanskrit characters.

He lowered his eyes and said, "There are no relics, but there are scriptures."

In the past few days, I need to go to Bailong Temple again.

Si Huai was stunned for a moment, thinking that this scripture was probably similar to Taoist incantations.

He quickly asked: "How long can you last?"

Lu Xiuzhi looked at the ghosts around him and said softly, "Don't worry."

Seeing his calm face, not taking these ghosts seriously at all, and instead coming to comfort himself, Si Huai asked curiously: "Do you have any other options?"

Lu Xiuzhi pursed his lips and looked forward: "It's almost time."

As soon as the words fell, several Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes of Baiyun Temple appeared in the stone formation directly in front, and the leader was Lu Ren, the master of Baiyun Temple.

When he saw the ghosts and ghosts all over the mountain, he looked serious, took out a seal from his body, and said a mantra: "Seven politics and eight spirits, the Supreme Lord is fierce."

A solemn and solemn voice sounded, and the canopy was covered in the void. The ghosts stopped suddenly, their faces changed drastically, and the timid ones began to tremble and screamed in fright.

The arctic canopy seal subdues yin demons and exterminates ghosts.

Feeling the unprecedented oppression, the ghosts dared not resist any more.

A moment later, dozens of errants appeared on the hillside, holding chains in their hands.

Watching the ghosts torture the ghosts one by one, Si Huai looked curiously at the canopy seal in Lu Ren's hand.

Is this still a summoning seal?

Probably aware of Si Huai's problem, Lu Ren said slowly: "The canopy seal can't summon the ghosts. We just passed by the local Town God's Temple and specifically asked the Lord Chenghuang for the ghosts."

Si Huai let out a cry.

Lu Xiuzhi said to him: "The Chief of Zhidu took the seal as a soldier's seal, which can dispatch Yin soldiers."

Si Huai turned his head to look at Yin Cha, they were putting chains on Li Gui one by one.

Is this the soldier of Lord Chenghuang?

Si Huai thought for a moment, then turned his head and asked Lu Xiuzhi: "Is there any seal that can dispatch the City God?"

Lu Xiuzhi was silent.

Lu Ren was also silent, he didn't expect Si Huai to be so courageous, he just wanted the Lord Chenghuang to do it himself.

Chenghuang, the god of guarding the city in Taoism, is like a police station in the underworld.

Ordinary Taoist priests are thankful to be able to invite the errands, and Si Huai wants to ask the chief of police to help himself.

Si Huai didn't think too much about it, but simply thought that since they were all summoned, why not summon a stronger one.

After a long silence, Lu Ren said to him: "There is no such seal, but each faction has a method of inviting the spirit to the upper body, which is easier than the seal."

His voice gradually became hoarse, and Si Huai realized that Lu Ren's face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his body was a little unsteady, which was obviously the aftereffect of using the canopy seal.

Seeing this scene, Si Huai's last bit of interest in the canopy seal disappeared.

The sequelae are too great, so he should still attack normally.

With the help of the yin and yang, all the priests breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the ground directly, and began to heal and rest.

Lu Ren slowed down for a while, and suddenly noticed the blood corpse beside him.

He has cultivated for many years and has never seen such a thing.

Lu Ren frowned: "What kind of evil is this?"

Si Huai briefly described the process of Zhu Cheng's refining.

Lu Ren frowned: "This sorcery..."

Si Huai thought for a while: "Maybe the wanted criminal has a heart to be a tailor."

A new ghost, an old ghost, another ghost after mending.

Lu Xiuzhi: "..."

Just as he was talking, Si Huai caught a glimpse of the blood corpse standing beside him suddenly moving.

He frowned and turned to look over.

The three heads of the blood corpse opened their eyes wide at the same time, looking at each other.

Zhang Liang's head moved, and his cloudy eyes became clearer.

His gaze swept over, paused for a moment on Si Huai, and then turned to Zhu Cheng beside the altar.

The corners of Zhang Liang's mouth twitched twice, manipulating the blood corpse to walk over.

Si Huai froze for a moment, thinking that Malatang was killed by his apprentice and wanted to save others.

He picked up the sword on the ground, and as soon as he took a step, he saw the blood corpse rushing to Zhu Cheng's side and stepping on his forehead.

Zhang Liang chanted some kind of curse, bowed his head and directly pulled out Zhu Cheng's soul.

Zhu Cheng hadn't realized what happened, the arms of the blood corpse grabbed his soul's hands and feet and tore them off abruptly.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Zhu Cheng screamed: "How dare you! I'm—"

Before he could finish his words, in the blink of an eye, his soul was torn into pieces by the blood corpse.

Zhu Cheng's soul was not there, but the blood corpse was still there. After dealing with many evil spirits, he stared at the blood corpse for a while and said something to each other.

One of the chief servants came to Lu Ren's side: "Master, we have never seen this thing before, so I don't know if we should take it back."

Lu Ren quickly explained: "This blood corpse seems to be synthesized from the body parts of several ghosts."

Hearing this, Yin Cha's expression became more and more hesitant, and he said politely: "There is no list, so it's hard to catch."

The underworld must also follow the rules. Other ghosts are listed below, and there are corresponding punishments. The source of each part of this blood corpse is different. Let the mages solve it by themselves to save trouble in the future.

Knowing what Yincha meant, Lu Ren said, "In that case, I will deal with this blood corpse later."

Si Huai scanned around, looking for Xiaoqing.

Suddenly, a head slowly floated up from the dead hole.

Xiaoqing lay at the entrance of the dead cave, looking out for the situation outside.

When Lu Ren took out the canopy seal just now, he hid instinctively and was not affected. He heard the voices of the ghosts outside lessen, so he came out to take a look.

Si Huai said to Lu Ren and Fang Daochang: "You guys rest first, I will bring the children up from the dead hole."

He and Lu Xiuzhi walked over, glanced at the children's situation, made sure they were safe and sound, and started looking for tools.

A few meters away, there happened to be a folding ladder next to the ground pine, which should have been placed by Zhu Cheng for his own convenience, but now it is convenient for Si Huai and others.

Si Huai climbed down to pick up the child, while Lu Xiuzhi was responsible for picking it up from above.

After bringing the eight children out of the dead hole, Si Huai's hands were shaking.

He lay panting on the ground, and leaned against Lu Xiuzhi, taking in some Yin Qi to cool off.

"Fortunately, I refueled in town today."

"Otherwise, if you miss the human trafficker, not only will these children be murdered, but you will also have a ghost king to deal with."

Lu Xiuzhi hummed and said to him, "Fortunately you are here."

Xiaoqing leaned into Si Huai's ear and whispered, "Si Huai, don't worry, he won't be able to do anything."

Si Huai smiled: "Do you also think that wanted criminal is too good?"

Xiaoqing looked bewildered: "What kind of dish is Taicai?"

"It's rubbish."

After finishing speaking, Si doubted and asked: "How do you know that he can't do it?"

Xiaoqing: "Because these people have nothing to do with him."

Si Huai didn't understand the meaning of Xiao Qing's words, and was about to ask, Fang Daochang and Lu Ren walked over and shouted: "Si Guanzhu."

Xiaoqing quickly avoided.

Lu Xiuzhi turned his head to look at Xiaoqing, only to see a messenger approaching, he looked Xiaoqing up and down, frowned, then turned and walked away.

Si Huai sat up, noticed the talisman paper in Fang Daochang's hand, and was stunned: "Are you going to wake them up?"

Fang Daozhang nodded: "They should have just fallen into an illusion. Now that Zhu Cheng is dead, the Pure Heart Talisman can wake them up."

"No."

Si Huai touched his nose and signaled Taoist Fang to look around.

At the end of World War I, some Taoist priests were injured, and some Taoist priests used blood as a guide. The blood and talisman papers can be seen everywhere on the ground. At first glance, it looks like some kind of cult sacrifice site. People gag.

"This kind of situation is not suitable for children to see."

"Let's talk about it when we go down the mountain."

Hearing this, Daoist Fang was startled for a while.

In his impression, Si Huai was a carefree person, but he did not expect to be extra careful in some respects.

"You're right."

Fang Daozhang nodded.

………………

After going down the mountain, Lu Ren dispelled the illusion of the children himself, and sent several cars to take the children and the injured priest to the hospital for physical examination and treatment.

The hearts of everyone hanging high finally fell.

As soon as Fang Daozhang turned his head, he saw Si Huai walking up to him seriously with a serious face, and said slowly:

"Fang Daochang, although Zhu Cheng is dead, this matter is not over yet."

Fang Daochang's expression turned serious: "Si Guanzhu, what's your opinion?"

"Could it be that Zhu Cheng and that cult..."

Si Huai said solemnly: "So now it's time for us to discuss the amount of reward for the wanted criminal."

The author has something to say: Si Huai: It's time to calculate the salary.