Chapter 148 If you don’t cause trouble, you are helping me
"Master, why are there so many wooden stakes? Who is messing with us?" Wencai, who was kicked over by his master, stood up in a panic and looked around blankly.
It was pitch black all around, and not a single ghost could be seen. Where could there be so many wooden stakes?
"Watch your back, this is your uncle's wooden stake method."
During the conversation, Uncle Jiu jumped up and landed next to Qiu Sheng. He stretched out his hand to check his breathing and confirmed that he was still breathing. Only then did his anxious heart settle down.
"Let's go."
Without saying a word, Uncle Jiu picked up Qiu Sheng and ran down the mountain. The enemy was dark and we were clear, and he didn't have many magic weapons on his body. He felt guilty.
The senior brother's Daoxing was already superior to him. If he didn't return to the Taoist temple to seize the home field advantage, he really wouldn't be able to protect these two disciples.
Even he himself might fall into the hands of his senior brother.
"Master, wait for me."
thump!
The panicked Wencai tripped over a stone again, but he did not delay his escape. Using both his hands and feet, he went down the mountain at no slow speed, and he managed to catch up with Uncle Jiu.
call!
Suddenly, a strange wind blew in the forest, and the leaves were rustled.
Uncle Jiu suddenly stopped and stopped in place, his eyes sharply scanning around.
Wherever you look, black shadows emerge from all directions, like evil ghosts emerging from the depths of hell. They all have ferocious faces and different body shapes. Some have blurry faces, some are covered with scars, and some have scars all over their bodies. They have long tongues that drag the ground, and some have green faces and fangs.
These ghosts appeared one after another as if they had been summoned by some kind, surrounding the three helpless masters and disciples.
Their eyes glowed with green light, like hungry wolves staring at their prey, and their mouths emitted sharp and harsh laughter that made people shudder.
The surrounding air seemed to be solidified by this terrifying atmosphere, making it suffocating.
Wencai, who subconsciously hid behind Uncle Jiu, looked pale and his eyes were full of fear and despair...
"Take the Bagua mirror and keep an eye on your senior brother."
After Uncle Jiu handed Qiu Sheng to Wencai solemnly, he took out a Bagua mirror from the bag he carried with him and handed it to Wencai without hesitation.
Then, he grabbed a stack of yellow talismans and a copper coin sword, and stared calmly at the evil ghosts in front of him.
"Master, Master, there are so many evil ghosts, can you do it?"
"If you can't do it, just wait to die!"
Uncle Jiu turned around and glared at Wencai. How long had it been before he said such depressing words?
If he didn't take care of you two bastards, he wouldn't be afraid of any evil ghosts.
"Master, the happiness of my brother and I in the second half of our lives depends entirely on you. You will definitely be able to do it, and I will always be your strongest support!" Wen Cai didn't want to die, and he died like this before he even asked for his wife. How can we face our ancestors when we look back?
"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't want to die, quickly lift up the Bagua Mirror. It will protect you..."
"Oh~~"
Wencai hurriedly raised the Bagua Mirror above his head.
Unexpectedly, Qiu Sheng suddenly woke up and patted him unconsciously.
"Pang Rang!"
The Bagua mirror that fell from the sky instantly exploded into countless pieces, making it impossible to put them back together.
"What's broken?"
Qiu Sheng opened his eyes drowsily, with a confused look on his face.
This guy has a really tough physique. If he was hit by such a thick wooden stake, he would be unconscious for a short time. If it were a Wen Cai, he would be unable to get out of bed for ten days or eight months.
"8. The Bagua Mirror is broken!"
"It's over, it's over, there are evil ghosts all around, we are dead this time."
Literary talent, which has declined prematurely, looks even worse.
When Qiu Sheng heard the words, he suddenly woke up and took a closer look. Hey guys, hundreds of evil ghosts were rushing towards them. If not for the master's great power, they would have been eaten by the evil ghosts.
At this time, Uncle Jiu was too upset to speak out, or was too angry to speak!
A good Bagua mirror, which didn't kill a single evil ghost, was actually thrown away by two incompetent disciples.
Originally Wen Wen was holding the Bagua Mirror, so even if it couldn't help, he could still protect himself and not hold him back.
It's okay now. He has to circle around the two cheaters, and his head is spinning so much that he feels dizzy.
But Uncle Jiu had to do this. He couldn't let him watch the two disciples being caught to pieces by evil spirits. You can eat one of your hands, and I can eat one of my feet!
"Black and white bah..."
"Damn it, how dare you act so arrogantly if someone like me, Cheng, is here!"
Qiu Sheng, who was more flexible in thinking, was just about to seek help from the female ghost Xiaoli when a loud roar like thunder suddenly came from in front of him.
——Zheng!
The Miao Dao, which was forged into a magic weapon by Cheng Longji, suddenly bloomed with a dazzling red light under the moonlight, like a burning flame, instantly illuminating the surrounding darkness. The magic patterns on the blade seemed to come to life, flowing with blood-colored brilliance and exuding a biting murderous aura.
"Cut!"
As Cheng Long shouted angrily, the demonic sword turned into a red light and slashed at the group of evil ghosts in front of him with lightning speed. Wherever the sword light passed, the space seemed to be divided into two, and a sharp sound was emitted. The sound of breaking wind.
The evil ghosts were unable to resist this terrifying sword, and they all let out shrill screams, turning into black smoke and dissipating in the night sky.
With one blow, dozens of evil ghosts turned invisible, leaving only the Yin Qi and the faint smell of blood in the air.
The next second, the red light on the magic knife gradually faded away, but it still shone with a heart-stopping halo in the night, as if warning those enemies who dared to challenge it.
In an instant, the whole place fell into an eerie silence.
Among them, Jiu Shu is the most popular.
"Aaron, he, he... is actually a demon cultivator? How could this happen? Which demon cultivator has such righteous and peaceful magic power?"
Uncle Jiu was completely confused.
The demonic energy and the demonic sword cannot be faked, but Cheng Long's righteousness cannot be faked either.
"Uncle Jiu, now is not the time to be in a daze..." Cheng Long's voice floated into his ears. Uncle Jiu suddenly woke up and quickly attacked the evil spirits around him.
Of course, he mainly stayed on the defensive, waiting to be attacked. After all, he had to protect his two apprentices.
Cheng Long, who had no scruples, turned on the Wushuang mode and cleared away the evil spirits besieging Uncle Jiu and his party like chopping melons and vegetables.
In less than ten seconds, he killed more than half of the hundreds of evil ghosts.
“Wow, it’s so lively here!”
The female ghost Xiaoli quietly appeared behind Qiu Sheng and asked doubtfully: "Didn't you just want to call me? Why did you stop shouting halfway through?"
"My aunt, what are you doing here? Let's go quickly, don't let others kill you."
Qiu Sheng, who usually turned into a nymphomaniac when he saw Xiaoli and wanted to be with her, was extremely anxious this time, fearing that the light of Cheng Long's sword would affect the pretty female ghost in front of him.
"Are you talking about him?"
Xiaoli discovered that the person who was killing everyone was Cheng Long, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.
This devil who likes to pretend to be a Taoist priest in front of outsiders, why don't he pretend tonight?
"Who else could he be? You've seen it too. The knife in his hand is so fierce. If you are slashed by him, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die. Move quickly, move quickly."
"Don't worry, I have dealt with Mr. Cheng, and I would have killed him long ago."
Xiaoli smiled nonchalantly, then looked at Uncle Jiu who was busy fighting ghosts, and asked curiously: "Qiu Sheng, is this your master? How old is he?"
"Almost forty, what's wrong?"
"Isn't that just three years older than me?"
Xiaoli's eyes lit up. She was the right age and a perfect match for her.
"You don't look like thirty-seven!"
"Yes, yes."
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked up and down, and found that Xiaoli was only in her early twenties.
No matter how you look at it, you can't be in your thirties.
"I was twenty when I died, and now I'm thirty-seven after seventeen years! I used to always think about reincarnation, but unfortunately it never came to my mind. Now I can finally change my mind."
Xiaoli stared straight at Uncle Jiu, thinking in her heart, the more the man looked at him, the more handsome he became.
After a while, Cheng Long was demoted to Qiu Sheng's level by her and turned into a fun-loving youngster.
"By the way, has your master asked for a wife?"
"No, but my uncle, Gu Gu, has always wanted to marry my master."
"Does Gu Gu have high magic power?"
"Far worse than my master."
"That's okay."
Xiaoli secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She is different from the evil ghost in front of her. She is a powerful ghost. She is not afraid of the Taoist priests she encounters, as long as they are not Jiu Shu or Shi Jian.
If you can't fight, you can still escape!
In the short period of time when the two of them chatted with each other, Cheng Long killed all the evil spirits that besieged the three masters and disciples.
I saw him put away the magic knife, turned around and came to Uncle Jiu, and said seriously: "Uncle Jiu, I am going to Shi Jian's house. Can you please come with me?"
"What are you going to do?" Uncle Jiu frowned.
"When I was resting at Ren's house just now, I suddenly felt uneasy, so I hurried to the outside of the town and followed the traces. I found the place where Shi Shaojian wanted to do evil. I found blood all over the ground and felt something bad. Then I noticed that the zombie forest was gathering here. A lot of Yin Qi, so I rushed over. If I guessed correctly, Shi Shaojian is already dead, right?"
"Yes, he is dead."
"Uncle Jiu, I believe you have figured out my identity. I am not a Taoist priest, but a side sect monk. Although I have not practiced the evil magic of resurrecting the dead, I know a lot. These evil magics either require a body or a body. By sucking human blood, if Shi Jian wants to resurrect his disciples, he will definitely..."
Cheng Long didn't say anything else.
With Uncle Jiu's wisdom, it was not difficult to guess his purpose.
Killing the evil-doing Maoshan Taoist priests, without his fellow Maoshan disciples watching, Aaron would most likely be slapped to death by the Patriarch!
With him taking the burden together, the situation was different.
"Okay, I'll go take a look with you."
Uncle Jiu is not ready to completely break up with his senior brother, but if he turns a blind eye to this matter and allows his senior brother to harm others, he will feel uneasy.
For a moment, I felt quite conflicted.
"Qiusheng Wencai, you go back to Yizhuang first, and I will accompany Aaron to your uncle's house."
"Master, we are also responsible for this matter, let us work together!"
Qiu Sheng was quite responsible and didn't think about walking away.
Although this incident was mainly due to Wen Cai not being optimistic about Shi Shaojian's body, he also had joint and several responsibilities that he could not shirk.
"If you are really responsible and want to do your part, then go back and heal your wounds. Not causing me any trouble is the greatest help you can give me."
Uncle Jiu has never said such straightforward words before, which shows that he is really angry.
If Aaron hadn't arrived in time just now, one of Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai would have died.
(End of chapter)