"I don't care if you are wronged or not. You are cynical and hurt others because you are hurt. I just want to take care of it." Old man Lang said, "I don't want to hear your story. You killed so many innocent people and caused so many families. Falling apart, this is the cause and effect you have to bear. You will no longer have the chance to reincarnate. You can only be a lonely ghost for the rest of your life!"

The female monster howled and sneered again and again. "If you can't reincarnate, you can't reincarnate! I'm worth it if I can let my enemies fly away! Seeing you are a monk, the smell of your soul must be delicious, my old lady will kill you today!"

The second brother was panting as he was being chased. At this moment, the attention of the children monster was attracted by the old man Lang, and he was able to catch his breath.

Old Man Lang didn't expect to talk nonsense with the female monster, and said to Qing Huan: "Sister Huan, you don't need to be merciful."

Qing Huan nodded, she was also about to try the power of the Taoism she had learned.

The yellow talisman is readily available, and her thought power is very strong. Although she can't hit it with a single hit, she can still make the female monster immobilize. While the female monster was struggling, Qing Huan took the Big Dipper.

Beidoubu suppresses the evil, and if it is accompanied by the Thunder Jue, it can smash the female monster's body into pieces. From Qing Huan's point of view, this female monster did not know how to practice some evil method, which made her lifeless, but her body remained immortal. It’s just that, no matter how immortal the body is, it’s also a dead thing, so she needs to absorb the man’s energy to maintain the body’s immortality, while devouring the soul to strengthen the power, and dividing out a small part to control the dead, so that they become walking corpses and obey their dispatch . It's a pity that it was just a breath, as long as the walking dead were stopped, the evil law would be broken.

Although Qing Huan's yellow talisman is powerful, she has only practiced Taoism for fifteen years. If she does not use her own power, her power is not enough to destroy the female monster in an instant. So what she has to do is to finish the Beidou step and twist down the thunder before the female monster smashes the yellow talisman away, trying to get rid of the female monster in one fell swoop.

Her talent and hard work are not the height that ordinary people can reach. Old man Lang didn’t need to take action at all. In fact, he was always curious about how capable this most powerful young disciple was now. The cheerful, hardworking and serious old man looked at him, but he had no test, so he never knew. To what extent Qing Huan is so powerful, I was amazed when I saw it now.

Sometimes talent is such a terrible thing, and even more terrifying is that someone with talent than you works harder than you.

Old man Lang suddenly felt that he was worrying for nothing, so he was just a little disciple, and he needed to follow him wherever he was when he was a teacher. The only thing she lacks is experience and experience, and she is no worse than him. Old man Lang sighed and sighed that he was a little disappointed when he was a young hero from ancient times, so he sat down cross-legged.

The second brother was already entangled by the walking dead. He wanted to cry without tears, but the unscrupulous old man was sitting there watching the show, and from time to time he pointed out: "Oh, the kick is wrong!" "The lower waist is not stable enough, is it training? No need to work?" "The fist is weak! It's like a sissy softly!" "..."

The second brother was annoyed, and yelled at Old Man Lang: "Dead old man! What are you talking nonsense over there! Didn't you see that I was busy?! Talk nonsense again, talk nonsense and I will punch him later. Beat you!"

The cursing was over, and my heart squatted, and with a terrible cry, I was kicked on the butt, and the whole person was kicked to the side, hit the wall and turned over. The flesh hurts so badly that the second brother’s tears are about to come down. Isn’t it a death? He just cares about his own cursing, forgetting how dark, vicious and careful this old man’s heart is. He offended him, and the appointment will not be good in the next six months. Days pass.

I regret in my heart, but have to deal with the attacking walking dead. The eccentric and narrow-minded old man Lang deliberately makes trouble now, and from time to time, he shuttles in the walking dead pile, kicking the second brother, punching him, and even coming to get him off. pants!

How can such a shameless master in the world! He was ashamed of having such a master!

Qing Huan's Beidou step was over there, and it happened that the female monster also broke free of the dozens of yellow symbols that trapped her. At this moment, she stared at Qinghuan's face with scorching eyes, greedy and disgusting: "I like your skin very much, give it to me! Give it to me! If you give it to me, I don't need this body! Give it to me!"

Qing Huan dodges her pounce, and dexterously turned somersault, just to lead the female monster into the eyes of the Beidoubu, suddenly thunder broke out, Qinghuan avoids the area of ​​the Beidoubu, all monsters in the world are afraid of thunder, fairies Whether it is a ghost, as long as it is an unnatural product, Thunder Tribulation is their biggest nightmare. At this moment, the thunder was bursting, and the ears were deafening, and the female monster finally showed panic. She struggled to run with her legs, but the eyes caught her firmly, and the thunder broke out, one after another smashed down.

The mansion of the county grandfather cannot be kept, Qing Huan thought.

The female monster wailed horribly, and finally when her howling stopped, the sky thunder also stopped. A big hole was cut out where the female monster was originally, and a pile of black ash was there.

Too many crimes are committed, and there is no qualification for reincarnation after death. Qing Huan looked at it coldly. When the female monster died, the walking corpses stopped and fell to the ground. The second elder brother finally got out of trouble, his neck was pinched in pain. It was no big deal to deal with these walking corpses. The terrible thing was that Old Man Lang kept kicking him! kick him! kick him!

"Master, look." Qing Huan bent down and pulled out a purse from the black ashes. It was a **** of a ghost. It was obvious that the female monsters had been chopped into ashes, but the purse was intact.

Old man Lang took it and took a look. The purse seemed to be some years old, and the embroidered mandarin ducks playing in the water had begun to fade, but it could be seen that the owner loved it very much.

There is a word embroidered on the purse, Fang.

Founder's Fang, but based on age and time, this monster has existed for at least dozens of years, so this "fang" is definitely not Fang Zheng's.

Whose party will it be?

"Master, let's go and see Fang Zheng, I don't know if he is still alive." Qing Huan suggested.

Old man Lang nodded, and the three masters and apprentices went to the bedroom. As soon as the door opened, a fishy smell came out of it. A pile of white flesh on the bed was squirming, and the two black eyeballs turned back and forth. Shows that this is a person.

It seems that the one who was carried out from the county office that day was Fang Zheng.

Just seeing how he is now, I'm afraid that he will be a **** for the rest of his life.

When the old man Lang handed the purse to the county grandfather, the county grandfather was trembling. He stared at the purse and held it tightly for a while.

The female monster did have entanglements with Fang's family, but not with Fang Zheng, but with the county grandfather.

When the county grandfather was admitted to the second place when he was young, it can be said that the scenery is endless. He had a wife and children in his hometown, but the capital was prosperous. He didn't control it at all. He bought a girl who sold her body to bury her father on the street and took her as a concubine. The concubine Ji is unparalleled in beauty, exquisite in her embroidery, and attentive and sensible. She can be regarded as a small interpretive flower of the county grandfather.

The county grandfather is a young talent, and this career is bright and naturally prosperous. Concubine Ji is well-behaved and soft, and the two of them lived like glue, mixing oil with honey.

Later, the county grandfather took the wife and children who stayed in his hometown to the capital. Who knew his wife was not pleasing to Ji concubine. Ji concubine had a weak personality and often suffered. Don't care.

But the beauty of Concubine Ji was seen by his boss by chance. Under the persuasion of his wife, the county grandfather sent Concubine Ji out. Who knew that the adult had a special hobby and made a vicious move. When Ji concubine was sent back, there was only a breath left.

She resented and hated, but she didn't say anything, but never smiled at the county grandfather again.

If you say that you don’t like her, it’s definitely impossible, but the county grandfather never put Ji concubine in the status of a person. In his opinion, she was something he bought with money, and she also gave it away. Can't say anything.

Before his death, Concubine Ji asked the county grandfather to hold her to the well to soak in the sun, and then turned over while he was not paying attention.

Before it came, he held only a purse embroidered for him in his hand. The purse was made by her exhaustion, but there will never be another day to finish embroidering. The purse sank to the bottom of the well with Ji's concubine's body. Since then, the county grandfather has been unlucky. First he was framed and then demoted. Finally, in this town, a county grandfather has been destined for decades.

She hates it, so she seduce Fang Zheng to turn to the phoenix, so she tortured Fang Zheng in the court every night, she was reluctant to start the county grandfather, to torture the county grandfather's wife and children. This is also the reason why the relatives around the grandfather of the county gradually died, leaving him and Fang Zheng alone.

And now Fang Zheng will not live long.

This is fate and retribution.

With regard to this story, Old Man Lang stopped asking more questions after he had understood his curiosity. The cultivators paid attention to destiny, the cycle of cause and effect, and retribution. From then on, the county grandfather had to spend the rest of his life alone. He is cold and cruel, and God will return his loneliness and loneliness in his life.

But Old Man Lang felt that it was impossible for the weak concubine Ji to have the ability to cultivate to the point where it is completely unrecognizable today. If this is the case, there are countless people in this world who have been framed and wronged and died. Isn't everyone going to become a monster and a ghost?

Old man Lang had a hunch that their peaceful days were over. Judging from the words of the county grandfather, the concubine Ji should have cultivated this evil method after something happened after they invested in the well in the capital, and they should start.

Back on the mountain, Old Man Lang told Qinghuan all the things, including his grudges with his fellow schoolmates, the love-hate entanglement between Liang Xue and other brothers...all told Qinghuan. Then he said that he would take his apprentices to the capital to solve the matter completely, otherwise more monsters would appear and more innocent people would die.