My heavenly teacher, my object is evil

There are only three days for the soul to go out of the body. If it cannot return to the body for three days, it will never be able to return, and it will start to dissipate after seven days.

Lu Qian looked at the time and said to Song Yixing, "You only have 69 hours left in your life."

"..." Song Yixing said, "It's impossible to start the countdown now."

Lu Qian: "If I don't urge you or give you a little pressure, you won't know the seriousness of the matter."

Uncle Master disapproved: "Okay, don't talk about it, can Little Xingxing not know?"

Song Yixing actually understands Lu Qian's good intentions. Lu Qian just wants him to know the urgency and seriousness, and let him calm down his impatience. There must be a lot of past in his obsession. All lose.

"I know." Song Yixing assured, "Don't worry."

Lu Qian glanced at him, and then said: "Then it will begin."

Song Yixing: "Okay."

Lu Qian wrote down the talisman stroke by stroke, clicked the edict again, and finally took the Dharma bell and buckled it on the talisman: "The edict summons five thunders, mirror flowers, water moon, and illusory images. Be as urgent as a law!"

When the Fa bell rang, the master uncle gave Song Yixing a kit, and Song Yixing put the copper coins that had not been exorcised into it. middle.

At this time, the second master uncle cut Song Yixing's fingers, squeezed out two drops of blood and landed on a talisman.The master uncle gave this talisman to Song Yixing again, and Song Yixing also stuffed the talisman into the universe inside his sleeve.

Then he said: "Let all the masters and uncles worry about it."

This talisman is an enchantment cast by Song Yixing's blood as a medium, and only Song Yixing himself can open the enchantment.

Uncle Master said: "If you are really unlucky enough to reach that step, you will bite your finger, and there should be blood on your own figure."

Song Yixing smiled and said, "Okay, I got it."

The barrier has not been closed yet, Song Yixing has to put in the Mirror Flower, Water Moon Talisman, and then go to see Lu Qian.

Lu Qian has already drawn the talisman, and is experimenting with his little uncle.

The little master walked out of the Dharma room with the talisman, and Lu Qian put another talisman into the copper basin that had been filled with holy water.

Song Yixing hurried to look, and several heads gathered around in front of the copper basin.

I saw the waves of holy water in the copper basin, and after a short while, my little uncle found a stone under the kapok tree outside the main hall, and used the corner of the stone to carve white writing on the ground: Did you see it?

Lu Qian threw Zhang Chuanyin Talisman into it again, and said, "I see, can you hear me?"

The scene in the copper basin, the little uncle hurriedly wrote: I heard it, I heard it.

Lu Qian wanted to speak, but saw that the sound transmission talisman was burning, and when the talisman was completely burned, Lu Qian hurriedly asked: "The sound transmission talisman is burned, what's going on?!"

The little uncle heard it, so he continued to write: time limit.

"Oh shit."

Lu Qian was so angry that he threw another sound-transmitting talisman into the copper basin: "Why didn't you say that it has a time limit earlier? Does the flower in the mirror also have a time limit?"

The little uncle originally wanted to continue writing with stones, but probably because there was too much to write, he threw the stones under the tree and walked back.

The door of the law room was opened, and the little uncle said: "You have to pay the internet fee to use the video call. What do you have to say that can't be finished before a talisman is burned? If you really can't finish, you Throw another one in and it’s fine, or do you want to talk on the phone?”

"..." Lu Qian said stiffly: "The beauty in the mirror and the moon in the water also have a time limit?"

The little uncle said: "As long as the talisman is not destroyed, it will not be invalid."

Uncle Master hurriedly said, "Why can't I hear your voice?"

The little uncle said: "Brother, this is a mirror, not a video call. You have to listen to my voice. You will be able to write Daofu soon." After a pause, the little uncle said to Song Yixing: " Xiao Xing, I tried it just now, when you transmit the sound, the sound will be heard in your mind, and other people will not hear it, so you can rest assured."

Song Yixing: "Okay."

Then the little uncle handed the talisman in his hand to Song Yixing: "Put it in."

Song Yixing also put the last talisman into the Qiankun in his sleeve, he silently cast a spell, the Qiankun in his sleeve was closed, and the cuff of his right arm where the Qiankun in his sleeve was located lightened slightly, which meant that the enchantment had worked.

The little uncle said: "Go in by yourself, we won't send you off, we are afraid of attracting unknown attention by sending you off."

Song Yixing also thought so, so he turned around and said to everyone: "Master, three uncles, I will go back as soon as I go."

Lu Qian: "I can talk."

Song Yixing: "For sure."

Uncle Master laughed: "Then I wish our little Xing Xing every success!"

Second Martial Uncle: Here you go!

Junior Martial Uncle: "A complete victory!"

Lu Qian: "Talk too much, as long as you come back alive!"

Song Yixing floated in front of his body, about to enter the 'point of cinnabar seal', turned his head and looked at them again: "Master, I have a merciless request."

Lu Qian glared at him: "Get out of here."

Song Yixing smiled and said: "Remember to recite the cleansing mantra to my body every day, and I will go back to my body clean."

The master uncle said: "No problem, the third brother will not read it to you, but the master uncle will read it to you!"

"I'm going." Song Yixing finished explaining everything that should be explained, so he became serious.

He reached out and touched the 'point of cinnabar print' on his body, then closed his eyes.

- "Ghost ah ah ah!"

- "Yelling, what a shame!"

- "Go invite the alchemists!"

Some strange voices poured into his mind, Song Yixing only felt top-heavy and dizzy for a while, and the darkness came like a tide.

When he opened his eyes again, he was shocked by the scene at this moment.

It is not difficult to find that he is in a living room of the imperial palace, looking at the decoration and the entangling flying dragons carved on the beams and columns, he feels that he is in the emperor's bedroom.

The emperor is worthy of being an emperor, the palace is resplendent and magnificent, and there are countless palace people serving him.

Song Yixing already knew it when he was looking for his obsession. The day he was called back from Daoxiang Town by Lu Qian's phone call was also the day when Zhai Yanfa's circle of friends was about to be destroyed. The little master said that Wuming disappeared for a while. During that time, Wuming went to work as an alchemist for the emperor, and Wuming promised that the emperor would become a fairy, and the emperor would give him the throne.

At that time, the little master uncle also criticized him severely by citing scriptures.

Song Yixing was just looking for obsession at the time, and then he was full of emotions because of his relationship with Zhai Yan in the previous life, and it didn't shock him that this stupid emperor was himself.

Now I was surprised for a moment, and then I was overwhelmed by the scene.

There were corpses lying here and there in the bedroom, Song Yixing glanced over, and his heart sank when he saw the dead condition of the corpses.His cheeks were sunken, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his expression was frightened. It was obvious that he had been victimized by a ghost.

Song Yixing suppressed his emotions and looked for his figure.

Finally, he found himself on the veiled dragon bed. Compared with Song Yixing now, his face at this time was a little immature, and his facial features were not fully opened, but there was a deep storm in his eyes.

A man who looked like a eunuch stepped forward and opened the veil, looking at the young emperor: "Your Majesty, do you need to summon the alchemist?"

The young emperor lowered his eyes, hiding the storm in his eyes, and said softly: "That's all."

The eunuch paused: "Your Majesty, this is already the seventh day."

The young emperor said again: "I'm tired, just deal with them. It's getting late, so there's no need to pass it on."

The eunuch also advised: "But..."

The young emperor said displeasedly: "Zhen! Tired! It's gone!"

The eunuch then bowed and said: "Yes."

There is a saying that "the emperor lays down a million corpses in one rage", Song Yixing looked at himself in the previous life, he was obviously angry, but he didn't have much power.

- "Song Yixing, what a fart you are, why don't you hurry up and possess yourself!"

Lu Qian's urging voice sounded in his mind, Song Yixing didn't hesitate any longer, and stepped forward to possess the body of the young emperor.

As soon as he attached himself, Song Yixing suddenly had many thoughts in his mind, and he was not surprised, the extra things in his mind belonged to him in his previous life.

He even breathed a sigh of relief. Without these thoughts, he really doesn't know how to hide himself. After all, he has drank several rounds of Mengpo soup, and he doesn't remember a single bit of his previous life, and Wuming is hidden in his obsession. After so many years, I am afraid that I am more familiar with him than him.

If there is a mistake in every word and deed, and Wuming happens to be hiding in this memory, he can immediately swallow copper coins and destroy his soul.

Surrounded by the sound of disposing of corpses, the voice of the little uncle rang in his mind:

- "Xiao Xing, do you know exactly what you are going to do next?"

Song Yixing is clear that after he possesses his body, his body has an uncontrollable impulse.For example, he really wants to lie down and close his eyes to sleep now.

It is estimated that the self in the previous life did this at this time, but Song Yixing can also suppress this impulse, it just takes some energy.

Song Yixing lay down with his head on the boxwood pillow.

It was tall and hard, not at all uncomfortable, and the back of my head hurt.

Knowing that the people on the side of Jinghua Shuiyue couldn't hear his voice, Song Yixing carefully pulled up his sleeves and said 'ok'.

Then the voices of several people let out a sigh of relief, and then the voices disappeared completely. It seemed that the burning of the sound transmission talisman had completely failed.

Song Yixing really wanted to push the wooden, oh no, pillow away, and put the quilt under his head.But it was just thinking about it. Although the pillow was cold and hard, it was convenient for him to clear the complicated thoughts in his mind.

He came to the throne at a young age, and the first emperor entrusted him to his confidant, but his confidant's original aspiration has been corrupted by the monstrous power.

After a while, it will be the day to exchange power. My confidant knows that the emperor will kill me, so I have to kill the emperor first, so my confidant and the folk alchemist hit it off and let the alchemist kill the emperor so that he can not bear the burden of the ages. Infamy, justifiably continue to be in power.

The wolf's ambition is obvious, the emperor is not stupid, the emperor is thinking about how to live.

Song Yixing can only summon the five thunders, and all evils will appear.Hurry like a law', don't understand these conspiracies and schemes, so let the thoughts with independent will ferment in your mind.

'Thought': Tigers and wolves look around besieged, huh.

'Thought': That evil spirit killed seven people again, since it is so fierce, it is enough to ask it to take my life, why bother with all these troubles, I am exhausted watching them!

'Thought': I don't light the lamp, the dog is probably trying to scare me deliberately, I am not even afraid of death, let alone dead things!I!one!point!also!No!Afraid!

'Thought': I want to see what this evil looks like!Is it blue-faced fangs or bloody mouth.

Song Yixing smiled, there is no need to guess who Xie Chong is, but he didn't expect that he was still afraid of Zhai Yan.

Just as he was thinking about it, the dark wind blew in, causing the veils to fly all over the sky.

Song Yixing said, oh, here comes the evil spirit.

The first time also came.