My heavenly teacher, my object is evil

"Three points in three months?" The little uncle sipped Song Yixing's words, and then everyone present had an epiphany.

Since it is to transform evil spirits, it must be better to dissolve all evil spirits, why only three points.

The master uncle and the second master uncle looked at each other, then sighed in unison, the master uncle said: "It seems that the patriarch and the old man have leaked the secret to the little star again!"

Second Martial Uncle said: "It's really enviable how the old man favors Xiao Xing so much."

Uncle Master said: "You don't have bones in your chest."

Second Martial Uncle: "The Star Bone was not given by his old man, let's not talk about it, I'm even more envious."

Lu Qian also figured it out, and jumped up, pointing at Song Yixing, as if in a fit of epilepsy: "Grit! Zhai Yan's merit!"

Song Yixing hurriedly went to take out the kit bag in his sleeve, and after a long time, his expression changed.

Everyone followed Song Yixing's movements closely. Seeing Song Yixing's face change, they all changed their faces.

Lu Qian: "Song Yixing, don't tell me that there is an accident, I can't bear any disappointment now."

Uncle Master: "My blood pressure is a bit high, little Xingxing, give me some of your antihypertensive medicine."

Second Master Uncle: "Give me some too, my brain hurts."

Little Martial Uncle: "Little Xing?"

"..." Song Yixing: "I put Di Yan's merits in the bag, uh... the bag was snatched by Di Yan."

As he said that, he had to stand up against the wall and go find antihypertensive medicine for the master and the three uncles.

The kit was torn apart by Zhai Yan, he was only focused on being like a ghost at that time, not sure whether the merits and virtues belonged to Zhai Yan or was thrown into the ghosts.

Zhai Yan dislikes merit so much, will he bring merit with him?The ghosts have collapsed, if the merits and virtues are still in the ghosts, they will not be found.

Song Yixing felt that before sharing the antihypertensive medicine, he had to take ten packs himself to prevent his blood pressure from soaring, and he would leave this world first. If he wanted to find Wuming, he would have to wait for his third trial before being reincarnated.

Lu Qian said, "Hurry up and call Zhai Yan! Tell him to come back quickly!"

Song Yixing shook his head: "Do you think I really haven't contacted him these days? I've made hundreds of calls, and now they're all turned off."

Di Yan is determined not to see Song Yixing, perhaps he is afraid that Song Yixing will say, "Zhai Yan, go catch Wuming".

On the one hand, there is a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, on the other hand, the love in my heart, I want to know Zhai Yan's torment.

Zhai Yan was running away, he had to avenge his family, and he couldn't annihilate his sweetheart.

Song Yixing's heart felt sorry for Zhai Yan, his eyes were sour and astringent, he rubbed his face hard, the blood on his lips was stained with his palm.

The master uncle drew a few pieces of paper for him, and said worriedly: "Little Xingxing, do you want to call the doctor over?"

"No need." Song Yixing said vainly, "I'm not so delicate."

In fact, after hearing the conversation between Wuming and Zhai Yan, he had a vague suspicion that his heart had been heavy for nearly a week, and now he felt relieved to let out his stagnation.

"Then what should we do?" Lu Qian paced around in a hurry: "I'll go find the operation office and see if they can find Zhai Yan."

"It won't be easy to find Zhai Yan." The little uncle said.

Before knowing Zhai Yan's identity, no one knew that the ghost king of Yanye Mountain was under their noses, and at that time, Zhai Yan didn't deliberately hide at all, but now he deliberately hides his body. It's not easy to find!

"Many people are powerful." Uncle Master said.

"There is no other way now, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor." The second uncle also said the same.

So Lu Qian immediately left the ward and went to the operation department.

Song Yixing told the three uncles about the fact that the merits could not be compatible with Zhai Yan, and the second uncle was amazed: "There is no racial discrimination in the merits and virtues, and they cannot be compatible, but I am afraid that the patriarch has other deep meanings."

The people in the ward all set their eyes on the little uncle, who has read the most books and always knows more than everyone else.

The little uncle said: "If I knew, I would have opened my mouth. Since the patriarch intentionally leaked the secret, why can't the merits be integrated with Zhai Yan? After I find Zhai Yan and take it to the statue of the ancestor, I will just ask. I don't believe that the patriarch will still be able to stop him if he makes a quick move."

Everyone felt that what the little uncle said was right, they talked a lot of nonsense, and finally the question fell on where Zhai Yan was.

Song Yixing thought for a while and said, "I want to go to Yanye Mountain."

After tearing up his identity with Zhai Yan, he also went to Yanye Mountain to look for Zhai Yan, and he found it.

Uncle Master: "Your body..."

Song Yixing: "I vomited blood once and stayed in the hospital for five days. If it gets worse, I will be sorry for modern medical care."

Second Martial Uncle: "I'll go with you."

Song Yixing said: "It's fine for me to go by myself. Don't worry, master uncles. Although Wuming is hiding in my neck, he dare not come out to cause trouble. Besides, I have fought against it just now. It is not my opponent."

That's why he was able to find his own obsession under Wuming's full efforts to stop him, and glimpsed his past life in the heavenly stems and earthly branches.

These words finally reassured the three master uncles, the master uncle said: "Xiao Mingming is outside, let him take you to Mount Yanye."

Song Yixing nodded.

Yanye Mountain.

Song Yixing got off Yu Ziming's car, and let Yan Ye go up the mountain without even giving Yu Ziming instructions.He hiked Yanye Mountain this time, which was much easier than last time, and he felt like returning home.

Not long after, Song Yixing arrived at the Yin Temple.

The temple of Yin is still dilapidated and there is not even a door.

Song Yixing lifted his foot and walked in. What the Yin Temple was like when he went down the mountain is still what it is now. Before he left, he forgot to close the closet, and the door of the closet was left open.

The quilts on the bed were also piled up at the end of the bed. Song Yixing didn't have the habit of folding quilts. Zhai Yan used to fold them, but that day Zhai Yan was in a hurry to see the wedding room, so he didn't wait until Song Yixing got up to make the quilts.

There are various indications that Zhai Yan never came back.

That's right, he had found Zhai Yan once in the Yin Temple before, how could he find him a second time.

But Song Yixing still did not give up and squeezed the Wanxie Revealing Curse. As he expected, the Wanxie Revealing Curse did not capture any evil spirit.

It's just that the blown air swayed the ghost portrait on the door panel. Song Yixing reached out and touched it. After thinking about it, he took it off, wrapped the ghost portrait along the scroll, and put it into the universe inside his sleeve.

He went to the bed and folded the quilt.

While stacking, the star-shaped doll fell out of the quilt and fell to the ground.

Song Yixing quickly picked it up and patted the ashes on the doll.

Then he pinched the doll and said, "Zhai Yan, where have you been hiding?"

Xu was eager to know where Zhai Yan had gone, Song Yixing used his strength to pinch the doll, and with such a pinch, he pinched a hard object buried deep inside.

Song Yixing paused, and pinched the doll again, this time he pinched it very carefully, and the outline shape that his fingers pinched slowly became clear in his mind. Finally, Song Yixing put down the doll and took a deep breath.

As if seeing the true face after the fog cleared, the outline of the hard object in the heart completely emerged - the sword.

Song Yixing looked at the stitching of the doll, it was very crappy, it looked like it was made by some unprofessional ghost tailor.

He let out a foul breath, broke the stitches, reached into the cotton with two fingers, and took out the contents.

Looking at this thing, Song Yixing's nose became sore.

A small, rusty ancient sword hidden in the doll was quietly lying in his palm like an ornament.

Song Yixing watched quietly, it was not the first time he saw twin swords, the twin swords hanging above the head of the hostess was not engraved, he wanted to ask Zhai Yan...

But at this moment, two villains were clearly engraved on the blade in his hand.

His fingers trembled, and his heart was filled with emotions.

-"The three souls and seven souls of the ghost king of Yanye mountain are locked in the sword, which can help us find the ghost king of Yanye mountain, and as long as we find the sword and try to destroy it, the ghost king of Yanye mountain transformed by the evil spirit must follow the sword One piece dies."

Wang Zheng's voice rang in his ears.

"It turns out that you gave me what the Taoist sect has been looking for for 1000 years." Song Yixing touched the pattern on the small sword, and could feel the clear touch brought by the concave surface of the pattern. The blade is also cool, like Zhai Yan. body temperature.

Touching the pattern of the deep blade, Song Yixing closed and opened his eyes again.

Under Yin Yang's eyes, the sword was emitting a blue light. Song Yixing saw a soul that was only the size of a thumb knuckle, which was the soul of Zhai Yan locked in the sword. He saw the soul surrounding the sword and constantly trying to escape, but every time he escaped, it was the soul of Zhai Yan. Being pulled back suddenly, the bond of blood and life tightly bound the soul and the sword.

The soul is painful but helpless.

Song Yixing saw that the soul was also branded with two villains, and reached out to touch the soul: "Zhai Yan, does it hurt..."

Soul didn't seem to expect that he could be touched, and looked up at Song Yixing in surprise.I don't know whether it is because of Zhai Yan's will or other reasons, the soul actually laughed after seeing Song Yixing's face clearly, then stretched out his arms to hug Song Yixing's fingers, and rubbed against him lovingly.

Song Yixing let the soul hold his finger, then stretched out his hand and gently patted the small head of the soul with the other index finger. Upon closer inspection, the soul was not the current Zhai Yan, but a juvenile body, wearing a blue shirt, with a head The top is still a child's bun, which is the appearance Song Yixing and Di Yan have seen when they were empathetic.

Thinking about it, Wuming might have already put Zhai Yan into the sword by desperation.

Song Yixing's heart sank, and he wanted to strangle Wuming to death.

Thinking of Wuming, Song Yixing suddenly stopped.

Wuming is in his red mole, and now that the twin swords are in his hands, will Wuming also know?

Song Yixing didn't dare to make fun of Di Yan, so he hurriedly tried to put the twin swords back into the doll, then put them into the sleeve, and then set up a barrier that he couldn't break.

Thinking of this, Song Yixing withdrew his hand. Seeing that Song Yixing was going to leave, the soul quickly chased after him. It was obviously only the size of a knuckle, but it was as long as two palms in order to follow Song Yixing.

In the end, he was pulled back violently, the soul was used to being unable to escape, looked up at Song Yixing, opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't make any sound, but even so, Song Yixing still felt the sadness of the soul.

Song Yixing started off, clenching his teeth, not letting himself cry.

I endured and endured, held back and held back, at least I suppressed my emotions.

Song Yixing then turned his head, reached out and patted Soul's head lightly, explaining: "Zhai Yan, I won't go, I will take you with me."

The soul laughed again after hearing this.

Song Yixing carefully put the twin swords into the doll, and then put them into the sleeve Qiankun.Hurriedly going down the mountain, he called Yu Ziming while going down the mountain, and asked Yu Ziming to take Lu Qian and three uncles to the foot of Yanye Mountain to wait for him.

Song Yixing didn't stop for a moment, walking fast.

Inside the doll, Soul felt the jolt, tried hard to find a position closest to Song Yixing, and sat quietly on the blade of the sword.