Summoning Infinite Movie

"Ah!" Daoist Yan screamed, and immediately fell to his knees.

"Chen Ji, what are you doing?!" Twist Braid screamed, "Why did you shoot the Taoist priest?!"

She wanted to rush over to stop Jiang Jibei, but was held back by Xiaoba: "Don't, don't, don't go!"

"Ouch, it's lively now." Old Sun watched the excitement from the sidelines.

Jiang Jibei pointed a gun at Daoist Yan, and asked coldly, "I'll ask again, what's your name? Who are you?"

"I told you, my name is Yan Jian, and I'm a Taoist priest." Daoist Yan gritted his teeth and looked up at him reluctantly.

"You're lying." Jiang Jibei interrupted him, "Is it you? Xia Jingmo's cousin."

"You've got the wrong person!" Daoist Yan's eyes suddenly became a little evasive, and the cold sweat on his forehead became thicker, "Chen Ji, don't be fooled by Xia Jingmo's magic tricks, he is about to change!" It has become a flying Yaksha..."

"Chen Ji, what nonsense are you talking about?" The twisted braids on the side opened their eyes wide, "The Taoist priest saved us, he is a good man... Besides, didn't my cousin and his family have been killed by the young master long ago? We just now I've seen it all."

"Good guy?" Jiang Jibei sneered, "It's just that he, the culprit, escaped."

"No!" Daoist Yan shook his head, "Chen Ji, trust me!"

"Chen Ji, why don't you come up with some evidence." Old Sun looked at Daoist Yan and then at Jiang Jibei, "Look at yourself now, whether you are human or ghost, you How can we trust you?"

Jiang Jibei hooked the corners of his lips and pointed a gun at Daoist Yan's other knee: "Then tell me, you haven't shown up just now, what did you do?"

Daoist Yan hurriedly explained: "The appearance of the red skull was unexpected. I was afraid it would hurt you, so I didn't dare to act rashly. I could only lie in ambush and wait for an opportunity to strike..."

"Lie." Jiang Jibei directly pulled the trigger and shot through his other knee, "You went to refine the corpse, right? You found the Red Skull."

Daoist Yan screamed in pain: "Ah!"

Seeing Jiang Jibei being so cruel and merciless, Old Sun clicked his tongue a few times, and said in anger: "Don't, don't, don't, you have something to say, what if you hurt the wrong person?"

"Refining and refining corpses?!" Xiao stammered and stared at Daoist Yan who was rolling on the ground with his arms around his knees, "Then isn't that a sorcery? You, you, you, you, you are not serious!"

"Chen Ji, it's okay for you to hurt me, but you must not slander my innocence." Yan Daochang turned pale with pain, gasping for breath, "Corpse refining is a forbidden technique, I am a Taoist priest, how could it be..."

"Chen Ji, just based on your one-sided words, how can you make us believe you?" Seeing that the situation was out of control, Twist Braid was in a hurry, "We are going to deal with the zombie master, now is not the time for dogs to eat dogs!"

"Evidence?" Jiang Jibei showed an ambiguous smile, "I am the evidence."

"Chen Ji!" Twist Braid was about to cry, "Now is not the time to joke!"

"I," Jiang Jibei sighed, raised his hand to touch the bloody hole in his neck, "it's Song Yu."

"You, you, Song Yu?" Little stammered, gasping for air, "But didn't Song Songyu die a long time ago?"

"It is indeed dead." Jiang Jibei turned his eyes and looked at the zombie master who had been standing silently. "I, like Xia Jingmo, was forcibly resurrected by Daoist Yan using forbidden techniques to refine the corpse."

"No! I didn't!" Daoist Yan denied it flatly, "I don't know this kind of magic at all!"

"It's reasonable for him to resurrect Xia Jingmo. He made a flying yaksha to be his younger brother. How awesome." Lao Sun asked, "But why did he resurrect you? Just to hear you sing?"

"Maybe you have necrophilia." Jiang Jibei looked directly at Yan Daochang coldly, "Since you don't admit it, then I will introduce myself for you."

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept paper money, sand, dust and fallen leaves, slapping people's faces and bodies indiscriminately.

They couldn't help but close their eyes tightly, listening to Jiang Jibei's gentle but sonorous voice——

"Yan Jian, you and your father followed Xia's family southward to Kangcheng, where they took part-time jobs in the warlords and pretended to be powerful all day long. Later, your father coveted the position of commander and planned a conspiracy to kill Xia Jingmo's parents. Killed. Fortunately, they had a premonition and sent Xia Jingmo abroad in advance, so Xia Jingmo escaped.

"As for you, you also like Song Yu, but Song Yu has long made a life-long private contract with Xia Jingmo. Song Yu refused to follow you until his death, and you have always held a grudge for this. After killing Song Yu by mistake, you wanted to understand , and found someone to match him with a yin relative, just to humiliate his corpse."

In Jiang Jibei's narration, the gust of wind gradually stopped.

When they opened their eyes, everyone found that they had returned to 15 years ago again.

This time, it was Song Yu who appeared in front of their eyes.

To be precise, it should be Song Yu, who was being forcibly married by his cousin and died for a long time.

Song Yu was wearing a red wedding dress, with large corpse spots floating on the exposed skin. The corpse was as soft as if its bones had been removed. It could only be held up with wooden sticks through the sleeves to forcefully maintain its balance.

His head was hanging crookedly in front of his chest, revealing an eye full of unwillingness from under his hair, and there was a bloody hole in his throat, which was fatally wounded by his cousin, and no amount of powder could cover it live.

The one who married Song Yu was an ordinary person who was randomly captured by his cousin.He knelt beside Song Yu's body trembling all over, and was so frightened that hot yellow urine spilled all over the floor.

The cousin felt upset and asked his head to be pressed to force them to pray to heaven and earth, then waved his hands and asked his subordinates to drag them out and kill them.

He rested his chin and stared blankly at Song Yu's lifeless face for a long time.However, Song Yu didn't want to look at him even if he was dead.

In the end, my cousin ordered Song Yu's body and costume to be stuffed into a pig cage and dragged to Shentang.

So far, apart from him, no one knows the exact location of Song Yu's Shentang.

After Xia Jingmo heard what happened with Bao's little girl, he decided to go back for revenge.

The married bride was innocent, so he was merciful and put medicine in the drink in advance, and the long slaughter began after the bride fell asleep on the marriage bed.

Coincidentally, my cousin drank too much that night, went out to the toilet on the way, and happened to hear mournful cries when he came back.

The cold wind in the night blew the smell of blood on his face, he was shocked, most of the wine was sober, he turned around and fled immediately, and escaped the disaster by luck.

And the bride woke up at dawn to find that the groom was not there, and it was eerily quiet outside.

She couldn't resist taking off the red hijab, and when she went out to have a look, she saw dead bodies all over the ground.

The bride finally also went crazy, she threw herself into the river wearing her wedding dress, and finally turned into a water ghost in red.

This scene happened to be seen by my cousin who was hiding nearby, and he secretly recorded the location where she threw herself into the river.

It wasn't until 15 years later that the bride's skeleton was salvaged by her cousin and awakened with the forbidden technique of refining corpses.

Filled with resentment, it took revenge on Song Yu and Xia Jingmo, preventing them from holding a ghost marriage.

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"After the young master committed suicide, the body absorbed the grievances from the mass grave for hundreds of miles, and became boneless. You dared not go home because you were afraid, and pretended that you died in the massacre."

Jiang Jibei stared at Daoist Yan, with a deterrent force in his voice.

"It's really lucky that you are such a rotten person. You met an old Taoist priest who traveled all over the world and deceived him. You took him to the mass grave, sealed the young master with his hands, and worshiped him as your teacher. We left Cannes smoothly."

Speaking of this, Jiang Jibei couldn't help sneering: "It's a pity that your master didn't know what he was saving until the moment before he was killed by you."

"You're talking nonsense!" Yan Daochang forced his body to get up from the ground, his face flushed red, "How could I kill my master?! My master was obviously killed by him when he sealed Xia Jingmo!"

"Stop blaming others. You secretly learned the forbidden technique of refining corpses and wanted to refine Xia Jingmo for your use, but your master found out." Jiang Jibei exposed his lies with a sarcasm, "So you simply killed him. After killing your master, he not only fed Xia Jingmo with blood from his throat, but also imprisoned his ghost, using him to entangle Xia Jingmo for you."

"Fuck, Daoist, are you too insane?" Old Sun looked at Daoist Yan with disgust, "A teacher for a day, a father for life, you even killed your own father!"

"That's it!" Xiao stammered loudly, "You, you, your son, have no dick! No! You, you, have no ass!"

Daoist Yan stared at Jiang Jibei with red eyes, gritted his teeth, and forcefully stretched the veins on his neck.

Facing his hatred gaze, Jiang Jibei smiled indifferently, and looked at everyone: "Do you still remember that I told you that when I woke up, there was a female corpse next to her, her chest was pierced by a sword, her neck Are there any signs of being bitten?"

"I remember it." Xiao stammered and nodded.

"This is the evidence of Yan Jian's corpse refinement. He lured the living people to the Xia family's ancestral hall, killed them, and then used their throat blood to feed the zombies."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Jibei looked at Daoist Yan again, and his tone suddenly became severe.

"If I'm not mistaken, as long as you feed a certain amount of time in a specific formation, the corpse refining ceremony will be completed. It just so happens that the 15-year deadline has also expired. As long as the seal is released, Xia Jingmo, who has become a flying yaksha, will definitely obey you from.

"But what you didn't expect was that someone knocked off the corpse talisman that your master had pasted on Xia Jingmo's head 15 years ago. Xia Jingmo woke up early and regained his consciousness. You have no choice but to follow We put on a show, trying to use us to help you subdue him."

This time, Daoist Yan did not deny it.

He stood up limping, staring at Jiang Jibei with a gloomy expression.

"Is this a default?" Old Sun exclaimed and couldn't help asking, "How do you know?"

"I kicked over the white rice that Daoist Yan used to suppress the ghost of the old Taoist priest, and accidentally let it out. The old Taoist priest gave me the double paper figure sitting in the sedan chair." Jiang Jibei glanced at Daoist Yan With a glance, "You are really cruel, afraid that others will recognize your master and smash his face to pieces."

Daoist Yan no longer pretended, he raised his head and laughed loudly: "As expected of Song Yu! What else?"

"I can continue." Jiang Jibei raised his eyebrows, "You have always prevented me from marrying Xia Jingmoming because you know that when a dead person is just resurrected, he cannot immediately remember the events of his life. Once I make an appointment with him Signing the marriage contract will trigger the pre-existing memories, remembering the nasty things you did."

"You secretly gave me the magic weapon and let me kill Xia Jingmo when I had to. One is to deceive my trust, and the other is that if the situation is beyond your control, you can use my hand to get rid of him. You can kill two birds with one stone. .”

"That's true." Yan Daochang gave the young master Zombie a vicious look, his face cloudy and uncertain, "What's so good about Xia Jingmo? You refuse to follow me when you're alive, and you want to marry him when you're dead."

"Are you worthy of being compared with him?" Jiang Jibei couldn't hold back, and snorted.

Daoist Yan was completely enraged: "Then you all go to die together!"

No one had time to see clearly when the twisted braid took out a soul-calling banner. *

Taking advantage of Jiang Jibei's exposure of Daoist Yan's conspiracy, she suddenly appeared behind Jiang Jibei, waving the soul-calling banner, and threw it at him with all her strength!

"careful!"

A figure suddenly rushed over, blocking the blow for Jiang Jibei with his body.

At the same time, Twist Braid was also attacked by her, and fell aside because he couldn't dodge in time, and spit out a mouthful of black blood with a "wow".

Jiang Jibei was hit hard, the gun in his hand couldn't be held firmly, and he flew far away in an instant.

He didn't rush to pick up the gun, but looked at the soul-calling flag in the braided hand, showing a surprised expression: "I guessed that someone would be bought by Taoist Yan, but I didn't expect it to be you."

"You... less... nonsense..." Twisted braids lay on the ground, angry like gossamer, "Don't think I don't know...you and Master Zombie are in the same group..."

A knife went from her chest to her back, stabbing her through.

"You didn't become smarter until you died." Jiang Jibei walked up to her and sighed sympathetically, "You deserve to be used."

Twisted Braid spat out a mouthful of blood again, probably out of anger.

Jiang Jibei didn't care about her anymore, he just raised his leg and stepped over her, walking in front of another person.

"Yu... Brother Yu..."

The one-eyed woman was lying on the ground covered in blood, struggling a few times like a dying fish to no avail.

It was not an ordinary spirit-calling banner, it was filled with dense spells written in cinnabar, and the spells were like countless sharp blades, cutting her all over with bruises.

If it wasn't for her, Jiang Jibei would be lying on the ground right now.

Jiang Jibei squatted down, knelt down on one knee, hugged the one-eyed woman, and called her in a low voice: "Little Bao, have you been following us secretly these days?"

"That day... the clothes you wore..." The one-eyed woman stared at Jiang Jibei with her only remaining eye, and slowly shed turbid tears, "It was me, I made it for you..."

Before she finished speaking, cold green flames shot out from the fine wounds on her body.

Enduring the pain, the one-eyed woman struggled to reach out her hand, as if she wanted to touch the phoenix crown on Jiang Jibei's head, and said intermittently: "I hate...I hate...I didn't avenge you..."

Just when her fingertips were about to touch the tassels on the phoenix crown, her hand suddenly dropped to the ground, and she died.

Afterwards, the body of the one-eyed woman was instantly swallowed by green cold flames, and burned into a scorched black skeleton in Jiang Jibei's arms.

And the braid lying on the ground over there lost its breath.

Jiang Jibei laid Xiao Hebao's skeleton on the ground, and said in a low voice, "You are not wrong, I am the one who harmed you."

He took off the cloud shoulders, covered the bones, took off the phoenix crown, and solemnly placed it next to the bones without raising his head: "Xia Jingmo."

The young zombie standing behind Jiang Jibei nodded, raised his right hand, and a ball of black and golden flames danced between Senbai's finger bones instantly.

After placing Xiaohebao's bones, Jiang Jibei stood up, stared at Taoist Yan, and said slowly, gently, and softly in his unique understated tone——

"Kill him for me."