Qin Liuxi and Lu Xiaoshan, led by the old village chief's crying and crying, walked step by step to the Lu family's ancestral tomb.

In the words of the old village chief, although Lu Xiaoshan has married and has not given birth to a child, she should have come to visit the general's grave every year, but in the past few years, the son-in-law has been here.

Although the son-in-law acted gentle and could speak very well, the old village chief always felt that the son-in-law was not a good person and felt that the other party was ill-intentioned. Therefore, he followed him in person every time he paid tribute. Seeing the other party worshipping honestly and sincerely, he let go of a little bit of war, but he always kept a little opinion about Zhang Yong's impression.

Qin Liuxi thought to himself that this veteran is a good and a loyal man, but unfortunately he is not a Taoist scholar after all, and his eyesight is limited.

When I arrived at the Lu family’s ancestral tomb, it was dusk and the sun was setting west.

Qin Liuxi looked around, took out a purple-gold compass from the basket, and walked at the good and bad position of the ancestral tomb.

At the same time, Zhang Yong had already come to the thatched hut of the man in black robe with a box containing Lu Xiaoshan's birth date and hair and nails, and handed him over the things.

"I'll ask you everything." Zhang Yong rubbed his hands and said flatteringly.

The man in black robe snorted coldly, and took it and didn't open it.

He took the menstrual blood of the woman with the most evil and evil spirits and mixed it with the five poisons, drew a heart-devouring soul-detaining array, and lit up forty-nine candles in the array, forming the array in the Bagua array, and laid the array down. The man in black robe did not activate the array, but took a straw man, handwritten Lu Xiaoshan's birth date and tarted it behind the straw man with soul-controlling nails, and then stuffed his hair and nails into the straw man.

In this way, the hair and skin things that parents receive and even the birth date and horoscopes are included. With just one use of the technique, this grass man can completely replace Lu Xiaoshan.

Zhang Yong, who was standing beside him, looked at this strange scene and felt a little creepy.

The man in black robe was ready, but he glanced at Zhang Yong: "Are you sure you want to take her life?"

Zhang Yong pursed his lips: "I am unkind and unrighteous, she forced me."

A trace of ridicule flashed in the eyes of the man in black robe, and he was indifferent to the truth and wanted to turn the blame, a scum among the ants.

He lowered his eyes, covered the light in his eyes, and thrust his mouth to the table: "Since you are going to do your own thing, then take blood."

Zhang Yong was stunned, looked at the small bowl and dagger on the table, and asked carefully: "Why is this?"

"If you ask you to take it, how can you get it, where can you get so much nonsense?" The man in the black robe said with impatientness and resentment.

Ant, will I tell you just in case, let you share most of the backlash?

Zhang Yongda felt resistant from the bottom of his heart. He was afraid that there would be a pitfall in it, but just as he was hesitating, the man in black robe said again: "Hurry up, Lu Xiaoshan and the others may have arrived at the ancestral grave."

The man in black robe looked nervous. He could feel that the restrictions left on the ancestral tomb were loose and suppressed, and he was afraid that something would really happen.

Zhang Yong was shocked, and quickly picked up the dagger and said, "How to get it?"

"Ten fingers connect to the heart, and the blood on the fingertips is also the blood on the heart."

Zhang Yong grinded his teeth and cut a hole in his finger with pain, and blood dripped into the bowl.

"Enough." The man in black robe took the blood and smeared it on another man with a casual horoscope. He also wrote the birth date, but this was Zhang Yong's.

Zhang Yong's heart thumped, and he resisted and didn't rush over and snatch it.

He felt something was wrong.

On the other side of the Lu family's ancestral tomb, Lu Xiaoshan looked at Qin Liuxi with a compass while checking, feeling anxious, a little uneasy and uncomfortable, and couldn't help but pace back and forth.

Her heart was beating fast, like a drum, and she was about to jump out.

In the thatched hut, the man in black robe had already lit an incense and candle, and was walking in the Gangbu with a talisman. He was holding Zhang Yong's grass man in his hand, and murmured with the spell.

As soon as he threw his hand, the talisman spontaneously ignited without fire, and a cold wind rushed from the ground, mixed with the sob of a ferocious beast.

Zhang Yong was trembling.

"The heaven gate moves, the earth gate opens, the three souls, the seven souls, the jade girl, the Yin and Yang Five Elements, the Eight Trigrams and Three Realms, the three realms of the Eight Trigrams, the soul of the Lü Family comes. The disciple Zhang Yong is willing to sacrifice me and follow the laws of the ancestor of the Demon Spirit and Taoism to capture the Lü soul, and the formation will arise!"

Buzz.

An invisible aura elevated from the house.

Zhang Yong's chest was shaking, his throat was sweet, and he felt even more and more wrong, but when he saw a blood mist-like array of formation floating on the Heart-Devouring Soul-Retention Array, his eyes also faintly glowed and turned red.

At the same time, Qin Liuxi stood in the northwest position, and the compass pointer was turning wildly. She put away the compass, her eyes narrowed, and looked at the left and right sides of the grave in front of her.

Just as she was about to speak, a shrill scream came from behind her.

"Master." Teng Zhao was shocked.

"Miss."

Qin Liuxi turned around and saw Lu Xiaoshan lying on the ground covering her heart, bleeding from her seven orifices.

"Dig these two places and take out the things inside." Qin Liuxi nailed the two evil-suppressing talismans to the two directions she had just looked at and ordered Teng Zhao, and she quickly came to Lu Xiaoshan.

The sky eyes opened, and she saw that Lu Xiaoshan's soul seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hook claw and wanted to be hooked out. If it weren't for the protection of the jade talisman, the soul body would have been hooked away. She couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Croke the soul I want to protect in front of me? Looking for death!"

Qin Liuxi made a seal with one hand and bit his fingertips with the other hand, and quickly drew a soul-fixing talisman on Lu Xiaoshan's forehead with blood.

The man in black robe felt the tug-of-war, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were exposed. Are you the disciples under Qingpingguan? It seems that you can or we are stronger.

He took another soul-devouring talisman, his mouth twitched, and knocked down the grass man in the formation, and fire ignited.

The real Lu Xiaoshan screamed in pain.

"Bastard!" Qin Liuxi's eyes slashed, and he quickly formed seals with both hands. The void directly pressed a talisman into her soul.

Humph.

A trace of blood was overflowing from the corners of the black-robed man's lips, but his eyes became more excited.

Zhang Yong let out a scream of pain, held his head with both hands and rolled to the ground.

Qin Liuxi comforted Lu Xiaoshan's soul body, put on another seal, and recited the magic trick in his mouth: "...The King of Swords, Slay the Evil and Destroy the Trace, Break!"

Her fingers formed a sword, as if with hot flames, slashed towards the hook claws that intended to be fascinated. The flames climbed and burned along the hook claws, and spread through the void to the other side of the magic circle.

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The man in black robe finally showed a hint of astonishment, spitting out a mouthful of blood, watching the Heart-Devouring Soul-Retaining Array burning like it was surrounded by invisible fire waves, the candles were extinguished, and the grass man belonging to Lu Xiaoshan in the array turned into ashes.

The formation was broken.

He suddenly felt hot in his hand and subconsciously let go, but saw Zhang Yong's straw man in his hand burning.

The flames are like snakes' tongues, devouring all sins.

Zhang Yong fell to the ground, screaming and vomiting blood, his hair turned silvery and white. The most terrifying thing was that his face seemed to be burned by fire, his skin was burnt and his skin fell.

How could this backlash be like this?

The man in black robe had hot hands. He lowered his head and saw that his hands had bubbles, as if they were burning by fire. He quickly recited the Hunyuan Mantra and cut off the cause and effect between himself and Zhang Yong.

He was a little lucky that he used Zhang Yong to cast the spell, otherwise he would have suffered this backlash.

The man in black robe did not leave, but stared at the dying Zhang Yong curiously. Although there was no fire, there seemed to be a wave of heat on his body, smoking.

Suddenly, his chest felt a suffocation of pain, and he vomited a mouthful of blood in his heart, and his head was a little dizzy.

He quickly calculated that, sure enough, the ban he imposed on the Lu family had been cut off, and half of the trick was broken, and the boy and girl should have been dug out.

He looked at Zhang Yong on the ground again. The other party's luck was rapidly losing, which made his backlash more and more serious. He had already vented more and intake less.

This guy is useless.

The man in black robe had no emotion about Zhang Yong's dying, but he had great interest and excitement, as well as a little fighting spirit towards the people on the Lü family's ancestral tomb.

The disciples taught by Chi Yuan are indeed not bad. I wonder who is better when face-to-face?

I don't know what that person looks like?

The man in black robe became interested, but he ignored his backlash and used the Dayan technique to divine things, and bit by bit to clear away the fog and miasma in front of him. It was almost gone, I was almost seeing it.

Qin Liuxi just fed Lu Xiaoshan a pill, and seemed to feel something. There was a strange aura in his eyes. He pinched his mark with one hand, bent his fingers, and looked at the void.

The man in black robe looked at him, and the mist dissipated. His pupils were about to focus, but two giant sticks seemed to fly towards him in front of him.

"I'll fuck."

The man in the black robe had a violent pain in his sea of ​​consciousness, his eyes sting and bleeding.

"Shameless little bastard!" He took a look at what was wrong, and he was about to get into the eye.

it hurts.

The man in black robe was hit hard, and his chest was surging. He quickly sat down cross-legged and silently recited the Hunyuan Mantra and the Jingxin Mantra.

Qin Liuxi looked at the retracted snooping, snorted coldly, and saw Lu Xiaoshan wake up, saying, "Is it okay?"

Lu Xiaoshan covered her chest and touched her arms again. Her face turned pale and her back was sweating. She said in a naughty way: "I, I seem to be burned by fire. It hurts so much, so terrible."

The pain that was like a fire made her dare not recall it and even more chilled.

"It was Zhang Yong who used a trick on you, and it's okay now."

After hearing this, Lu Xiaoshan's face turned gray, which was already miserable.

He is so vicious.

Qin Liuxi helped her up and walked to the things dug out by Teng Zhao and the other two remaining soldiers. The old village chief knelt on the side, and he was stupid.

"General, why did such things be buried in the general's tomb? What are you doing?" The old village chief howled and slapped himself several times: "I don't know anything, I feel ashamed of the general."

Lu Xiaoshan also knelt down and howled: "Dad!"

Qin Liuxi looked at the boys and girls with a gloomy face.
To be continued...