Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

Li Mingjue lowered his head, making a gesture of a pissed off daughter-in-law.

Anyway, I admit my mistakes faster than anyone else, so I just don’t change it, hey, I’m just playing.

"Master, don't be angry, old man, disciple... this disciple just wants to tease Master."

Li Mingjue stretched out the dog's paw, pulled Jiang Xuanling's sleeve, shook it, and said with aggrieved face: "Master, the disciple has a cub now, and I can't stand the master's threats. The disciple is afraid. The cub in my stomach My son will also be afraid, in case..."

"No case!"

Jiang Xuanling quickly covered his mouth, not allowing him to come down, in case the child in the apprentice's womb was really because of the man's waist and abdomen.

He was afraid that he would become angry from embarrassment and rebuild the ruthless way again.

Of course, before rebuilding the ruthless way, he must punish Li Mingjue, a bastard apprentice.

"Okay, Master is not angry anymore, the door is also open, too much time has been wasted. Don't you want to save those dead souls?"

When Li Mingjue heard this, he immediately became serious.

Quickly tidied up his clothes, jumped lightly, and jumped into Jiang Xuanling's arms.

After thinking about it, he blushed again, turned his back to the stone wall next to him, leaned his body up, and rubbed it gently a few times.

Jiang Xuanling was full of confusion, seeing the little apprentice rubbing his buttocks on the stone wall, he couldn't help asking: "Mingjue, what are you rubbing against?"

"Master, I was afraid that the little brush pen would fall out, so I rubbed it inside, lest it would stain the clothes, and Master would have to help the disciple wash it later."

"..." Jiang Xuanling pursed his lips, and subconsciously asked, "Can't you use your hands?"

"Master! See what you said!" Li Mingjue approached him mysteriously, raised his hand to cover his lips, and said in a low voice: "Master, according to my disciples, you are also a person. A tree needs skin, and a person needs face." I can't help pushing back and forth when I use my hands..."

Jiang Xuanling: "..."

That's right, my little apprentice is such a person.

"Hey, whatever you want."

Jiang Xuanling's face turned suspiciously red, he raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed softly, turned around first, and said with an unnatural expression: "Enough rubbing, let's go quickly."

"okay!"

Li Mingjue agreed very readily, and quickly rubbed a few times quickly, taking small steps, following the master step by step.

Jiang Xuanling couldn't help but cast a glance at the stone wall that the young apprentice had rubbed against just now from the corner of his eye, and saw that there was actually a big pool of stagnant water left on the rough, black and blue stone wall, which still exuded a crystal clear luster.

It is conceivable that if the water stagnates and dries up, a large white spot will be left behind.

Uncontrollably, the pitiful appearance of the little apprentice kneeling on the ground naked, crying profusely, and a mess behind him emerged in his mind.

"Master?"

"It's okay, let's go!"

Jiang Xuanling's face blushed again, and he forced himself not to think about such nonsense anymore.

He walked a few steps quickly, entered the stone gate first, and then walked a few steps forward, and his eyes suddenly became clear.

It turned out to be an underground palace, but it was resplendent and resplendent, with glazed lamps hanging above the head, snow-white cashmere felt under the feet, and a low table beside it. Instead of pens, inks, papers and inkstones, there was a Guqin placed on it...

Of course, there is nothing unusual about these things. What is most astonishing is that there is actually a crystal hanging coffin in this kind of place suitable for recuperation.

It was also blatantly placed in the center of the hall, for fear that people who came here would not be able to see it.

Li Mingjue couldn't help pinching his chin, and said twice, "Damn it, why don't you have a bed, can't you sleep in a coffin?"

"Go and open the coffin board, and you will know if someone is sleeping in the coffin."

"Master, are you serious, old man? What if there is a big rice dumpling inside...then I am not..."

Jiang Xuanling turned his head to look at him: "Aren't you always very courageous? Is this why you are afraid?"

"I'm afraid, but I'm not afraid. I've got a child with me. I can't see dirty eyes. Since the master ordered the disciples to go, then I just go and have a look."

Li Mingjue said, walking in the direction of the crystal hanging coffin, Jiang Xuanling followed closely behind.

Walking around the coffin, Li Mingjue sang while walking around: "Red umbrellas, white poles, after eating, lie on the board, lie on the board, sleep in the coffin, everyone cry, cry, cry After dinner, there are red umbrellas on the table, and we lie down together after eating..."

The palace was very quiet, not angry at all, Jiang Xuanling's footsteps were very light, when he heard the little apprentice singing, he couldn't help frowning and asked him: "What song are you singing?"

"Hey, just sing casually, according to the scene, according to the scene!"

Li Mingjue was grinning, he walked around the coffin for a few times, but he didn't see any serious mechanism.

Then he rolled up his sleeves, raised his hand and pushed the coffin board vigorously.

The coffin boards are also extremely heavy, and Li Mingjue barely opened a gap, but Li Mingjue didn't dare to open it all the way, in case there was something unclean inside, he would have to push it to escape.

Glancing in through the gap, it was pitch black.He simply took out an open fire talisman, held it between his fingers and shook it up and down, and with a swish, the open fire talisman ignited.

Li Mingjue took the opportunity to throw it into the coffin, and it immediately became bright as day.

"Huh? Why is it an empty coffin? No, it seems that there is something in it. I reached out and took it out."

Relying on the courage of a skilled person, Li Mingjue directly reached out to dig into the coffin board, and he did pull out something. When he took it out, it turned out to be a small book.

It was tattered, and there was a lot of dust on it.

Li Mingjue suspected that the small tie must be something shady, so he opened it with trembling fingers.

Turning to the first page, there are a few villains without clothes on it. For some reason, their bodies are covered with red dots, and acupuncture points are marked on the side.

"What is this? A medical book? It doesn't look like it."

After turning a few more pages, Li Mingjue couldn't understand it at all. The densely packed small characters gave him a headache, so he quickly threw it into Jiang Xuanling's arms, pinched the colic between his eyebrows and said, "Oh, my eyes hurt, my eyes hurt ...Master, help me to see what is written here."

Jiang Xuanling nodded, flipped through it casually, and explained: "This is not a medical book, but a method of refining puppets."

"How to refine a puppet? What is it for?"

"I don't know, it says that the clothes of the deceased must be taken off, the internal organs must be removed with a sharp blade, and after filling with special materials, set up an array for 49 days to take the blood of the living and pour it into puppets. Inside the body. In this way, an obedient puppet will be obtained."

"and then?"

"Gone."

"Gone?"

Li Mingjue blinked his eyes, and said in surprise: "Such a thick booklet, with so many words on it, is it gone? Master, do you also half understand it?"

"I can understand it. To put it simply, that's it. As for the petty words you mentioned..." Jiang Xuanling raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Do you want to hear the details of how to dissect a human body?"

"..." Li Mingjue hurriedly said seriously: "That is to say, the master of the palace wants to refine an obedient puppet, so put this coffin here, and there is no so-called puppet inside, so it is possible that the puppet is invisible to us. The place...maybe, in this temple?"

Before the words fell, the entire palace became more and more dead silent, and the sound of iron chains rubbing against the ground could be heard faintly, coming from far and near.

Li Mingjue felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard the voice, and subconsciously pulled Jiang Xuanling's wrist to find a place to hide.

But there is no hiding place around, except for the coffin behind him.

But in an instant, Jiang Xuanling wrapped his arms around his waist, pushed the coffin board, and flew into the coffin. The top of his head soon darkened, and the two of them fell down on the coffin board together.

Although the coffin was quite spacious, it was still a bit reluctant to accommodate two men at the same time.In order not to press on Li Mingjue's stomach, Jiang Xuanling turned slightly sideways and lay down on the bottom. In this way, Li Mingjue's stomach was suspended in the air.

But most of his body was still lying on the master.The breathing of the two of them also became fast.

wow wow wow-

Ding---

The sound of the iron chain rubbing became clearer and clearer, and it reached my ears almost in an instant.

Li Mingjue held his breath subconsciously, laying on Jiang Xuanling's body without daring to move, for fear of being noticed that the two of them were hidden in the coffin board.

Soon there was the sound of the iron chain vibrating again, rattling, very ear-piercing, and after a while, a deep and hoarse male voice sounded.

"It's just my lack of cultivation. I have never refined you into the best puppet in the entire cultivation world. Now you will only injure me violently, and you don't know how to pity me. If one day, I give orders slowly, you Don't you want to kill me here?"

When Li Mingjue heard it, he immediately became a good guy!

Originally, he thought that refining puppets was used to kill people, but he never expected that it was actually used to do that kind of thing!

To put it bluntly, the puppet is just like a lifeless machine, it only obeys orders, without any warmth or anger.

Ruthless Piledriver.

Li Mingjue is quite curious about the kind of person who dares to practice double cultivation with the puppet. He really likes a dead person instead of looking for a living person.

Just thinking about it, the coffin board above his head trembled suddenly, as if someone had sat on it, and let out a muffled groan.

"...be careful, I have changed several coffins, the inside is too narrow, I'm afraid you won't be able to use your strength... come on, come on, don't use too much force, be careful... I'm not like you, I'm already A pile of dead meat."

Li Mingjue: "..."

Jiang Xuanling: "..."

Could it be that the man who spoke planned to do that kind of thing on the coffin board?

So what's the difference between hiding under someone's bed and listening to someone call | bed?

Li Mingjue clenched his teeth, his heart beating wildly.

I thought to myself, the ancients never deceived me, as long as the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds.

Day and day, and even set his mind on the dead...

The blood on the dead man should have drained long ago, isn't this just like a stone pillar, there is no time to get weak?

Li Mingjue was a little entangled whether to listen to the wall or not.