Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

Qin Liuxi and Lu Xiaoshan, led by the old village head crying with tears and snot, walked up to the Lu family's ancestral grave step by step.

In the words of the old village head, although Lu Xiaoshan is married and has not yet given birth to a child, she should come to visit the general's grave every year, but in the past few years, it was the uncle who came here.

Although the uncle was gentle and good at talking, the old village head always felt that the uncle was not a good one, and that the other party had evil intentions, so every time he sacrificed, he personally followed him to see the other party's honest and sincere sacrifice. Bye, I let go of my guard a little bit, but I always retain a little opinion of Zhang Yong's impression.

Qin Liuxi thought to himself, this veteran is a good and loyal soldier, but it is a pity that he is not a scholar of Taoism after all, and his eyesight is limited.

It was already dusk when we arrived at Lu's ancestral grave, and the sun was setting to the west.

Qin Liuxi took a look around, took out a purple-gold compass from the basket, and walked in the good and bad position of the ancestral grave.

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

"Everything is up to you." Zhang Yong rubbed his hands flatteringly.

The man in black snorted coldly, but didn't open it when he took it.

He took the menstrual blood of the most yin and evil women and mixed them with five poisons, and drew a heart-eating array, lit seven or forty-nine candles in the array, and formed it with the eight trigrams array. The man didn't activate the formation, but took a straw man, handwritten Lu Xiaoshan's birth date and nailed it to the back of the man with a soul-suppressing nail, and then stuffed the hair and nails into the man.

In this way, the hair, skin, and even the date of birth are all given to the parents. As long as the spell is performed, this straw man can completely replace Lu Xiaoshan.

Zhang Yong on the side looked at this weird scene with a bit of creepiness.

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

Zhang Yong pursed his lips: "She is not benevolent and I am not righteous, she forced me."

A sneer flashed in the eyes of the man in black robe, he was a scum among ants even if he was ruthless and ungrateful.

He lowered his eyes, covered the light in his eyes, and pouted on the table: "Since you want to go your own way, let's take blood."

Zhang Yong was taken aback, looked at the small bowl and dagger on the table, and asked carefully, "Why is that?"

"Take it as soon as you are told, where is there so much nonsense?" The black-robed man's tone was full of impatience and hostility.

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

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

The man in black showed a nervous expression, he could feel the loosening and suppression of the restrictions left at the ancestral grave, and he was afraid that something might happen.

Startled, Zhang Yong quickly picked up the dagger and said, "How do I get it?"

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

Zhang Yong gritted his teeth and cut a gash on his finger with pain. The blood dripped into the bowl.

"Enough." The black-robed man took the blood and smeared it on another straw figure at random, and also wrote the horoscope of birthday, but it belonged to Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong's heart skipped a beat, he tried his best not to rush over to snatch it.

He didn't feel right.

At the Lu family ancestor's grave, Lu Xiaoshan looked at Qin Liuxi holding a compass to check, feeling restless, a little uneasy and uncomfortable, and couldn't help pacing back and forth on the spot.

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

In the thatched cottage, the black-robed man had already lit incense candles, was walking with a talisman, holding Zhang Yong's straw figurine in his hand, and murmured mantras.

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

Zhang Yong was trembling all over.

"The gate of heaven moves, the gate of earth opens, the true son of the three souls, the jade girl with seven souls, the five elements of yin and yang, the three realms of gossip, and the soul of the Lu family who changes shape and shadow. The disciple Zhang Yong is willing to sacrifice my body and follow the law of the ancestor of the demon spirit to capture Lu's soul. !"

hum.

An invisible aura rose from the room.

Zhang Yong's chest trembled, his throat was sweet, and he felt that something was wrong, but when he saw a blood mist-like formation floating up from that heart-eating formation, his eyes also faintly glowed red, turning red .

At the same time, Qin Liuxi was standing in the northwest, and the compass pointer was spinning wildly. She put away the compass, half-closed her eyes, 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 clutching her heart, bleeding gushing from her seven orifices.

"Dig these two places and take out the contents." Qin Liuxi nailed two anti-evil talismans to the two positions she looked at just now and told Teng Zhao, and she quickly came to Lu Xiaoshan's side.

Opening her eyes, she saw that Lu Xiaoshan's soul seemed to be grabbed by an invisible claw and was about to be hooked out. If it wasn't for the protection of the jade talisman, the soul would be hooked away. She couldn't help snorting coldly: "When Hook my face to the soul I want to protect? Court death!"

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

The man in black felt the tug-of-war, and opened his eyes, his eyes were full of light. Are you a disciple of Qingping Temple? Let's see if you can, or we are stronger.

He took another soul-eating talisman, moved his mouth, and hit the straw man in the formation, and the fire ignited.

The real Lu Xiaoshan screamed in pain.

"Bastard!" Qin Liuxi's eyes sharpened, his hands quickly formed seals, and the void directly pressed a magic talisman into her soul.

hum.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of the black-robed man's lips, but his eyes became more and more excited.

But Zhang Yong let out a cry of pain, put his head in his hands, and rolled on the ground.

Qin Liuxi soothed Lu Xiaoshan's soul, made another seal, and said a formula in his mouth: "...the king of the mighty sword, kill evil and destroy traces, break!"

Her two fingers formed a sword, as if carrying scorching flames, she slashed at the hook claw that intended to seduce the soul, and the flame climbed and burned along the hook claw, and spread to the other side of the magic circle through the void.

puff.

The black-robed man finally revealed a hint of consternation, spat out a mouthful of blood, and saw that the Heart-Eating and Soul-Breaking Formation seemed to be surrounded by invisible waves of fire, the candles were all extinguished, and the straw figures belonging to Lu Xiaoshan in the formation turned into ashes.

burst.

His hand suddenly felt hot, and he let go subconsciously, only to see Zhang Yong's straw man in his hand being burned.

The flames are like snake tongues, devouring all sins.

Zhang Yong fell to the ground, screaming and vomiting blood, his hair turned silvery white, and the most frightening thing was that his face looked as if it had been burned, his skin was scorched and his flesh was bruised, and his face fell off.

How could this backlash be so?

The black-robed man's hands were hot, he looked down and saw that his hands had blisters, as if they were also burned by fire, he quickly recited the Hunyuan Mantra, and then cut off the cause and effect between himself and Zhang Yong.

He was a little lucky that he used Zhang Yonglai to cast spells, otherwise he would be the one who suffered the backlash.

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

Suddenly, there was a tight pain in his chest, and he spit out another mouthful of blood, and his head was a little dizzy.

He hurriedly counted, and sure enough, the restriction he imposed on the Lu family was broken, half of the spell 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 draining, which made the backlash he suffered more serious.

This man is useless.

The man in black didn't have any emotion towards Zhang Yong's frequent death, but he showed great interest and excitement towards the people at Lu's ancestral grave, as well as a bit of fighting spirit.

The disciples taught by that old man Chi Yuan are indeed not bad, but who is better when facing each other?

I don't know what that person looks like?

The man in black became interested, and regardless of the backlash he had suffered, he used the Great Expansion Technique to divinate, bit by bit to clear away the mist in front of him, almost, almost saw it.

Qin Liuxi had just fed a pill to Lu Xiaoshan, and seemed to feel something, there was a strange hostility in his eyes, he pinched with one hand, curled his fingers, and looked at the void.

The man in black stared at him, and when the mist cleared, his pupils were about to focus, but there seemed to be two giant sticks flying towards him in front of him.

"I plug in."

The sea of ​​consciousness of the man in black stabbed violently, his eyes were dazzled and blood oozes out.

"Shameless little bastard!" He just took a look at what was going on, and wanted to interfere.

it hurts.

The man in black was hit hard, his chest was heaving, he quickly sat down cross-legged, and silently recited the Hunyuan Mantra and the Meditation Mantra.

Qin Liuxi looked at the spy who had retracted, snorted coldly, saw Lu Xiaoshan woke up, and said, "Are you all right?"

Lu Xiaoshan covered her chest, touched her arm again, her face was pale, and her back was drenched with sweat, she said: "I, I seem to be burned, it hurts, it's terrible."

She dared not recall the agony that was like being set on fire, and made her shudder even more.

"It was Zhang Yong who performed surgery on you, and you are fine now."

When Lu Xiaoshan heard this, her already miserable face turned pale.

He was so vicious.

Qin Liuxi helped her up and walked to the things that Teng Zhao and the other two remnants had dug up, while the old village chief was kneeling beside him, looking stupid.

"General, how could such a thing be buried in the general's tomb? What is it for?" The old village chief slapped himself a few times while howling dryly: "I don't know anything, I am ashamed of the general."

Lu Xiaoshan also knelt down with a plop, and howled: "Father!"

Qin Liuxi looked at the pair of boys and girls with a gloomy expression.

When the dead hold a funeral or a feast, most of them will burn a pair of virgin boys and girls made of paper, and use them as golden boys and girls, also likened to fairies, but here, a real pair of boys and girls are buried.

This is Zhang Yong's fate, he is really crazy.

This scene reminded Qin Liuxi of General Song Ye's ancestral grave, which also buried the bones of a baby, turning the treasure cave into a dark place full of yin, and damaging the roots of Song Ye's blood.

But now a pair of golden boy and jade girl are buried here, but the treasure acupoint has not become cloudy, but a fairy boy is guarding the auspicious acupoint.

So who is the fairy boy guarding under this tomb, so that this fortune will be completely transferred to the Zhang family, so that the Zhang family will suppress the Lu family and completely change their luck?

Qin Liuxi said to the two remnants: "Let's raise the grave."

Lu Xiaoshan's eyes were terrified: "Living the grave?"

Qin Liuxi nodded: "This yin house has not become evil, it is still an auspicious acupoint, and Zhang Yong has succeeded in winning the fortune, which can only prove one thing, the person buried under it may not be your father anymore."

"What?" Lu Xiaoshan felt dizzy for a while.

"Get up, it's almost dark, and it's easy to attract yin." Qin Liuxi cast a few talismans in several directions, and asked the old village chief and the others to make a few torches for lighting.

With the joint efforts of a few people, the grave was raised quickly. When the torch was illuminated, it was still the high-quality coffin that could prevent insects and ants. But on the lid of the coffin, there was a talisman drawn with cinnabar. Understand.

Nine Palace Town House Universiade Charm.

The town is a yin house, in case the yin house encounters evil spirits, no wonder this tomb has been moved, and this treasure land has not changed.

Qin Liuxi put another amulet on several people, and then let them lift the coffin, and when they opened it, everyone gasped.

A coffin with two bones.

Under the coffin, an obviously tall and tall corpse was only wrapped in a white cloth, and the exposed head was sealed with a soul-suppressing talisman.

"Fu Town has seven orifices, the mouth can't speak, the eyes can't see." Teng Zhao murmured.

And on top of the skeleton whose seven orifices were sealed, there was a relatively short male skeleton, wearing the long-lived robe worn by the General Protecting the Nation when he was buried, with the warm jade buried in his jaw, neck He even wears the golden badge that belongs to the great general, and holds a jade plaque in both hands, engraved with the identity and time of this person.

It is the ancestor of the Zhang family.

They put all of Lu Tian's burial goods on this dwarf body, lived in his auspicious hole, enjoyed his good luck, and received Lu Tian's beliefs, which benefited their descendants little by little. It fell on Zhang Yong and the others.

"Father." Lu Xiaoshan understood it, screamed sadly, rolled her eyes, and passed out.

Her big girl hurriedly supported her, and called out "Miss" in a trembling voice choked with sobs.

It's horrible, it's horrible.

The old village head and a few disabled soldiers knelt down on the ground, crying loudly. Their general was so degraded, not to mention his grave was dug, his glory was robbed, and his private house was robbed. Where did the offal press down on the corpse, sealing the seven orifices, unable to speak, unable to even dream, let alone turn over.

It's their fault that they didn't discover such a shameful thing.

The old village head slapped himself hard again, and cried, "General, Old Jiang, I have no face to see you."

Qin Liuxi said: "Don't cry."

She jumped down from the tomb, took a fire and looked carefully, and found that there was a dragon wood bone engraved with strange runes on the back of the corpse's head, connected to Lu Tian's neck. The dragon and wood bones are connected, and the two are inseparable. The luck belonging to Lu Tian will be transferred to the person who is pressing on the corpse. With the help of Fengshui auspicious acupoints, it is no wonder that Zhang Yong's facial luck will change.

Although it's a little unorthodox, but this technique is much more high-end than the general use of horoscopes to borrow luck. This is to change from the source, directly transferring the great luck of the Lu family to his own family.

"Unfortunately, you have met my nemesis." Qin Liuxi said, pinched his fingers, wrapped his hands in hot arrogance, and pulled out the dragon wood bone. When he held his hand, the fire started, and the dragon wood bone was burned to pieces Ash.

Poof.

The man in black spit out another mouthful of blood, licked the corners of his lips, and laughed: "Interesting, I can't wait to see you."

Is today's reading mood like this: Hey, the progress bar is still standing up, still standing up, still standing up, oh, I'm so happy! It's almost over, hey, I can't stand it, I'm tired, what about the next chapter? Damn, scumbag, she only changed one chapter! ! ! Yes, a large chapter of more than 4,000 words, without chapters!

Above: Definitely not driving, Zha Mo is a pure brat!

Let’s talk about the content again: Refuse to find logical loopholes, refuse to guide, because you and I don’t have the same brainwaves, watch it if you like it, and see you again or never again if you don’t like it, it’s all okay. I just write whatever content comes out of my head, how could Qiandu have such a poisonous tutorial, impossible, absolutely impossible!