My Weird Life

Vol 2 Chapter 311: Overcast (2) (1/2)

Chapter 311 Overcast (2) (12)

Squeak—

The dark red longevity coffin made an overwhelmed sound under the pressure of the air veins intertwined in the altar of the Qing Dynasty.

One after another cracks quickly spread throughout the coffin,

Those dark green eyes that were originally suppressed by the Qi channels of the Shangqing altar, now emerged from the cracks, and were densely 'inlaid' around the coffin.

The turbulent rhythm was gathered again,

The invisible and intangible rhythm has evolved into a pitch-black aura under such a high-density gathering, which pervades the altar of the Shangqing Dynasty, rushing fiercely!

At this time,

The old way is placed on the Zhentan wood,

turned and took out a money sword from his sack.

He took five 'wish money' from the money sword and lined them up on the altar,

stared at the coffin with dark green eyes, which was held up by a dark and mysterious rhyme, and was about to stand up, and asked, "I would like to pay five vows, thinking that I can buy road money, can I open the road?"

Laodao seems to be communicating with the existence in the dark,

First use the altar wood to intimidate,

coercion is not enough,

Immediately lure with wish money!

Om!

The moment his voice fell, the coffin opposite was completely upright,

The lid of the coffin seemed to be pushed open gradually by a pair of hands with great force.

One after another coffin nails burst out of the coffin board, stirred by the dark and mysterious rhythm around, floating up and down in the river-like rhyme!

It is clear,

Five wish money can't buy 'it' at all!

The unknown existence, attracted by the old way, has a great appetite-the strange rhyme of 'it' overwhelmed the splendid candlelight on the altar, and passed over a piece of yellow paper on the altar,

A lot of blood-red words suddenly appeared on the yellow paper,

It looks like a knot of snakes and insects, and it looks like a wriggling human figure!

Su Wu saw those words,

Both eyes suddenly sting!

On the human skin paper attached to his chest, lines of Chinese characters also appeared, but they were translating the mysterious words on the yellow paper: "Qisa Lag, Om Mahachaduo Tusai Lahum,

Om Om Om Om Mani—"

The translated Chinese characters are also some meaningless words.

Su Wu could feel the vellum curling up on the chest,

gave birth to some kind of mutation.

But now the terrifying rhythm is rushing like a river,

almost surrounds the entire altar!

He didn't dare to make any changes at this time, to see what kind of changes occurred on the human skin paper - if he picked up the human skin paper and looked at it, he would find that on the human skin paper, 'Om', 'Ma', ' La', 'Om', and 'Hum' appear very frequently.

And these tone words,

In the esoteric realm, there are mostly some high-level deities, and even the so-called 'seed characters' of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas!

And,

Those weird characters that appeared on the yellow paper,

Su Wu also saw it on Xinji paper,

Xinwei also uses a little of this language,

However, the mysterious text it uses is just a simplified version of the terrifying and evolved text that is currently communicating with Lao Dao!

Even Su Wu harvested sinful memories,

The condensed words are also variants of the heart-wrenching words!

even so,

There is also a mysterious power in those words!

"You're really - you don't eat a toast and eat a penalty drink!"

The old Taoist priest looked at the columns of strange words that appeared on the yellow paper, the wrinkles on his face were crowded together, and the beard under his jaw trembled.

The strange rhythm rushing around suddenly became more intense!

Several horses and calves are trembling!

They can see as spectators,

At present, the energy channel of the old Taoist Shangqing altar is obviously at a disadvantage, and it is firmly suppressed by a certain Li Weiyun that the old Taoist hooked up - under such circumstances, how dare the old Taoist talk to that Li Wei like this? !

Isn't this obviously courting death? !

A few horses and feet immediately gave birth to the urge to run away,

But—they can’t escape,

They are in the altar with Su Wu and Lao Dao,

The altar is like a transit station at this time,

In the interlayer between reality and the secluded 'underworld',

Even if they retreated and ran away, they just escaped from the shelter of the altar and fell into an unknown ravine, and the end would definitely be more miserable than staying in the altar!

outside the altar,

People in reality have become illusory lights and shadows,

There are only the splendid air veins that are constantly intertwined and circulated between heaven and earth.

and blurry shadows!

When several horses and legs were thinking about the electricity and shivering, Lao Dao suddenly grabbed the Zhentan wood next to him and pressed it on the yellow paper with scarlet and strange characters!

In his altar wood, there is also a scorpion,

This pressed down on the yellow paper, and suddenly trembled slightly!

The scarlet and strange characters on the yellow paper flowed like blood. They wanted to disappear from the yellow paper, but because they were pressed by the altar wood, they failed to disappear for a while!

at the same time,

The strange rhythm running around rushes up in anger,

is like a storm crashing on the shore,

slapped violently on the Qi channel of the altar knot,

Slapped the Congcong Qi Meridian to the point of cracking!

Laodao doesn't care about this,

The five wish money lined up on the altar were all scattered on the yellow paper with strange characters painted on it, and the faces of old or young appeared on the wish money.

babbling sounds circulated here.

"The sky can learn from it, if my husband's life is safe, my concubine is willing to be vegetarian for the rest of my life..."

"I only hope that my beloved son will recover from his serious illness, and the villain would like to..."

"My wife has been in bed for three years..."

Those illusory faces, layer upon layer on the yellow paper,

made Zhentanmu no longer tremble.

But, may the power of money not last forever,

In the moment when the people's wishes were suppressed by the yellow paper, the five wish coins were rapidly turning black, rusting, and losing their power quickly!

Shoo!

At this time,

The old Taoist priest took out the half of the mahogany sword,

wisps of gray and white rhyme diffused from the peach wood sword,

As he turned his wrists,

The half-handled mahogany sword was nailed into the yellow paper!

A wooden sword without a point,

Tie the yellow paper and the table case directly!

A layer of chilling rhyme covers the yellow paper—the scarlet characters that circulate endlessly on the yellow paper are all still at this moment, completely losing some kind of 'activity' and being fixed on the table!

Laodao pulled out the peach wood sword and pinned it on his belt,

turned to hand pinch seals,

step on the sky,

The **** of his left hand suddenly turned into swords, and suddenly pointed to the yellow paper on the altar, and said hurriedly: "This is a call, and I order the gods,

When the yin is opened up, I will save the others—"

Boom!

The fissures of the heaven and earth, which were impacted by the terrifying rhyme, suddenly spread branches and forks, clinging to the yellow paper on the altar with mysterious words written on it.

Many air veins and branches are intertwined here,

next moment,

A blood-red fire ignited on that yellow paper!

floated straight to the central void guarded by the left and right incense candles!

The coffin, which was almost pressed down by the strange rhyme, was dragged to stand up again!

The dark green eyes that were born on it all shrank back,

The strange rhythm that set off a turbulent all around disappeared suddenly!

The cracks on the coffin formed some kind of weird lines, which were illuminated by the **** fire that drifted past.

Lao Dao rang the imperial bell next to him,

sang a strange tone: "In the vast Fengdu, there are many mountains of King Kong,

Lingbao immeasurable light, the hole illuminates the fiery pond troubles,

The sinful souls of the nine secluded places follow the fragrant clouds,

Dinghuiqing lotus flower, the **** of eternal peace! "

He repeated the mantra,

The imperial bell in his hand is still shaking,

At the same time, he turned to look at Su Wu, his free arm gestured towards Su Wu,

Su Wu approached knowingly,

Laodao walked around Su Wu and rattled the bell,

After that, he pointed to the yellow paper on the table, raised his thumb, and pressed on the yellow paper—Su Wu understood, and directly pressed the yellow paper with his left thumb,

Then,

He picked up the center of the altar and worshipped for a long time,

The Indian button that connects the colorful Qi veins,

'smack' on the yellow paper that left Su Wu's handprint!

"print!"

At this moment, Lao Dao stopped and drank at Su Wu,

Su Wu immediately took out the iron seal of 'Lei Ting Du Si' that belonged to Wang Duangong and was assigned to him by Lao Dao, and stamped it on the yellow paper with a bang!

Om!

The moment under the iron seal,

Yellow paper floated in the sky above the altar of the Qing Dynasty,

The yellow paper seemed to have turned into a bright lantern, shining brightly in Su Wu's perception, even if the surrounding darkness covered, it would be difficult to stop the light of the lantern turned by the yellow paper!

after,

Laodao called four horses again,

Let them press the handprint in turn,

These four people do not have the iron seal of Thunder Dussi, so they just need to press the handprint on the yellow paper.

Four yellow talismans rose up,

turns into a lantern in the perception of each of the four legs.

Laodao stopped chanting the mantra, put down the imperial bell,

One shot of the altar wood, the four characters of "Wan Shen Xian Ting" shine brightly!

He opened his mouth and shouted: "The fire of the gods is as fast as the law!"

Hoo!

As if someone sighed,

The terrifying rhythm just now reappeared,

However, the strange rhyme that emerged this time is far less powerful than the previous momentum.

A strange rhyme drifted away,

The flamboyant light on the incense candles on the left and right of the altar turned into a dark red blood fire,

The fire of blood reflects on the coffin,

A stream of black water seeped out from the coffin,

The black water has a strong rancid odor.

—Those black waters are all corpse water from the rapid decay of Mother Cui’s corpse in the coffin!

"This time, the seniors of the division are still cooperative, and they did things while they were awake." The old man watched the corpse water dripping down the crack of the coffin, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and turned to the four horses and said, " OK,

The underworld has opened,

You guys get stiff! "

"The appearance of a strange messenger cut off our communication with the Altar God,

How does this get stiff? "The older horse foot said with a bitter face.

Laodao divided a handful of incense sticks into four horses’ feet,

When he had the last handful left in his hand, he glanced at Su Wu, inserted the incense stick into the incense burner, and turned to the four horses' feet and said, "Is your Nuo **** mask on your body?"

"It's all on me..."

"Come, give it to me!"

"..." The four horses were hesitant.

"This time, if you succeed in overcoming the yin, the face of the goddess will naturally return to you, etc.

If you can't live in the shade,

You are dead anyway,

What's the use of keeping the face of Nuo? " Lao Dao said frankly to the four.

The four horses hesitated for a moment after hearing the words,

Sighed,

took out the four masks and handed them over to Lao Dao, and asked at the same time, "What is the Dao Master going to do?"

"Old Daoist has a technique of carrying a coffin and crossing the river with his backs.

This time, I will borrow your Nuo **** face,