Chapter 665: Old Enemy

What Mr. Zhi recited was the general outline of the "Burial Sutra", but his pronunciation method was different from ordinary people, his tone was cadence, and there was an indescribable flavor in his voice.

As if he has understood the true meaning of life and death, he despises everything, not even God.

At first I could still understand what Mr. Paper said. Gradually, the spells in his mouth became difficult and obscure, and his speaking speed became faster and faster.

I had no idea what he was talking about, so I could only memorize some pronunciations in my mind.

The walls of Jianghu Cancer Research Hospital are engraved with texts from the Burial Sutra. The Feng Shui array here was arranged by Mr. Zhi himself. From this, it is not difficult to guess that Mr. Zhi has read the "Burial Sutra" and his Feng Shui layout is very unique. Maybe I learned it from the Burial Sutra.

I stood outside the passage and watched quietly, with questions constantly emerging in my mind.

If the "Burial Sutra" has always been in Qingtu Temple, then where did Mr. Zhi's "Burial Sutra" come from? I once saw the Burial Scripture runes he carved on the walls, and there were occasional missing parts. Obviously, the Burial Scripture he read was only a fragmentary copy.

"Can the incomplete "Burial Sutra" create the best Feng Shui master under the Double-Faced Buddha? I must keep this book. If it is exposed, I am afraid that I will become the prey of all sects." Feeling in my heart, I also Quite a pity. The content of "The Burial Sutra" is so complicated that I can't even understand it, let alone practice the Feng Shui techniques in it.

"What I need most now is time. The show is broadcast live every three days. I can't waste the remaining time on these trivial matters. I need to improve my strength as soon as possible." In case the director will arrive in Jiangcheng in a day or two , I will be able to ask you clearly many questions about cultivation and matters about the sect.

While I was thinking, the sand table next to Mr. Paper changed. It was originally an insect coffin storing white insect larvae. After I burned it with fire, now only the corpses of white insect larvae were left in it.

What surprised me at this time was these insect corpses. Under Mr. Paper's urging, the insects that I thought were all burned to death actually came back to life.

The charred shell cracked open, revealing insect eggs as fine as silver sand inside.

"Can't fire kill them?" What if the director only told me that white insects are one of the three corpses and nine insects, and didn't tell me that ordinary fire is harmless to them? I continued to observe and gradually discovered that something was wrong.

Mr. Paper seems to have used special methods in the burial scriptures to forcefully revive the dying white insects.

He swept the blackened insect corpses aside, leaving only a thin layer of "silver sand" on the sand table.

"I cultivated you, now you give me your last life." He forced a drop of blood from his fingertips. This time I could see clearly that Mr. Paper's blood was different from that of ordinary people. Not blood red, but a weird light-colored blood.

"Did he also exchange blood with Bu Huan Gu?" Before I could think deeply, the sand table suddenly emitted light. Mr. Zhi's blood seemed to be the key to unlocking the formation. Hundreds of talismans were briefly activated. Those originally carved on the wall The runes on it also echoed each other, and a complex formation like stars in the sky enveloped the entire Jianghu Cancer Research Hospital.

Mr. Zhi showed a hint of regret: "Twenty years of hard work were ruined in one day. I will bear this grudge against the Five Great Sects."

He fluttered his hands and clicked on several nodes in succession. Then he lifted it with one hand, and the white insects that smelled the blood between his fingers gathered together and formed a silver ball in his palm.

"I have the Ksitigarbha Sutra and can bury everyone in the world."

His eyes showed reluctance, but that trace of reluctance was quickly replaced by resentment: "Stay here forever, I will bury you all alive!"

The five fingers suddenly exerted force, and the silver ball in his palm was directly twisted and exploded.

As the silver light dissipated, the runes in the wall dimmed one by one. Centered on his location, cracks spread rapidly!

The rocks above the head fell downwards, the ground shook, and the building seemed to collapse soon.

"This guy wants to bury the sect monks and the immortal bones in the ground together!" I was shocked by what he did, and at the same time I was very glad that I followed him.

The Feng Shui formation self-destructed, and the backlash inflicted more injuries on Mr. Paper.

He bent over, clutched his chest, overturned the sand table, looked around, and suddenly walked towards Chen Jiuge's body.

"Chen Jiuge's consciousness has been possessed and will not turn into bones. I brought his body back to give an explanation to the Buddha." He dragged Chen Jiuge's body toward the stairs without turning over the things on it.

The floor tiles were broken, the walls were covered with cracks, and the building was about to collapse. At this time, I didn't bother to notify the people in the sect, and ran towards the ground following Mr. Zhi.

He was seriously injured and dragged Chen Jiuge's body, so he walked very slowly.

"Mr. Paper is the number one Feng Shui master under the Double-Faced Buddha. If we can get rid of him, it will be equivalent to breaking one of the arms of the Double-Faced Buddha." My eyes under the mask were cold, and my murderous intention was already rising.

Along the way, I was ready to take action several times, but I always felt that Mr. Paper was very strange and I wasn't completely sure. I didn't dare to act rashly. After all, I only had one chance.

I walked out of the safe passage and was about to leave the third ward, when I found an excellent opportunity.

Mr. Paper left a way out for himself. He opened the locked equipment room at the end of the corridor. The windows of this room were not sealed, and the wooden boards above were just pieced together, not nailed.

In order to remove the board, he threw Chen Jiuge's body to his feet and grabbed the edge of the board with both hands.

At this time, his back was facing me, and he had no defense.

I walked out of the shadows silently, without using my judgment eye, or mobilizing my true energy and yin energy. As if I had returned to my own home, I entered the equipment room slowly and calmly.

My fingers picked up a scalpel scattered on the table. I walked towards him quietly without making any sound.

One step, two steps... I stared at his back, slowly raised my hand, raised the rusty scalpel, and decisively stabbed the knife into Mr. Paper's heart.

The whole process took less than five seconds. When the wind blew, Mr. Zhi discovered to his horror that there was a person standing behind him!

"Bang!" He grabbed the wooden board on the window and turned around hastily. My scalpel just penetrated his body two or three centimeters deep, and was blocked by the wooden board.

"Who are you!?" Mr. Zhi, who was the strategist and the best in Feng Shui in Jiangcheng, looked at me in shock. His mouth was wide open, his lips were trembling, and his coffin face became distorted.

If you watch it from the perspective of Mr. Paper, this is indeed an extremely horrifying scene. In the empty ward, a stranger wearing a mask and holding a scalpel appeared behind you.

"Say! Who are you!"

I was wearing a mask, so I wasn't afraid of Mr. Paper recognizing him. If I missed a hit, I would immediately fight close to him.

The Feng Shui master can use the dragon energy of the earth to create a layout, but he himself is extremely weak. I know that he can seal the soul with a paper man, so I don't give him the chance to recite the spell and use the most barbaric way to destroy him!

I remained silent and kept swinging the knife, each blow going straight to the vital point.

Mr. Zhi was injured by Xu Yan, and he was backlashed when he manipulated the formation just now. This was when he was at his weakest.

"I'll kill you while you're sick!" The scalpel couldn't be used, and Mr. Zhi repeatedly blocked it with a wooden board. I simply threw the scalpel aside and used Bengquan for close combat.

Mr. Zhi, who was seriously injured, was no match for me. He didn't dare to fight me, and he didn't care about his face. He jumped out of the window and rolled and crawled towards the outside of the hospital. He didn't even bother to take Chen Jiuge's body.

"Want to run away?" I glanced at Chen Jiuge's body and chased him out decisively.

"I have no grievances against you, so why are you pursuing me so hard?" Mr. Paper was in such a state of embarrassment that he kept throwing out paper figures. There were evil spirits hidden in those little paper figures. He wanted to use this to stop me. Buy yourself time to escape.

"Yin Yang Ghost Technique!" My vaginal orifices opened wide, and I used the remaining Yin Qi to release the lust ghosts and others in the ghost ring, and we pursued them together.

"Are you a ghost cultivator?" Seeing me performing ghost magic, Mr. Zhi's eyes were gloomy. He thought for a moment and understood. He took out the white paper that sealed the King's Master and shouted sternly: "You created this Yang Talisman and Yin God." Come out! It was you who led the sect’s practice to Jianghu Cancer Research Hospital!”

The cultivators are talented and intelligent, and Mr. Zhi is proficient in Feng Shui and is the best among them. He can deduce the truth based on only some clues.

I kept silent, not because I meant to disrespect him, I just didn't want to make my voice heard.

When Mr. Zhi saw my acquiescence, the anger in his chest almost exploded. His twenty years of hard work were ruined in my hands.

"Despicable and shameless!" Mr. Paper's speed became slower and slower. His injuries were too severe. In the end, he didn't even have the strength to curse, so he kept his head down and ran forward as hard as he could.

About ten seconds later, the paper kite that Mr. Zhi sent out flew back again. Without even looking at it, he seemed to understand the message contained in the kite and immediately changed direction and went into the dense forest.

"Is there someone to help?" I was worried, but there were too many paper figures sealed on Mr. Paper's body. Whenever I was about to catch up, I would always be stopped by a new paper figure.

At this time, I was surrounded by a large circle of grinning paper dolls!

"Get away!" The talismans on my body were all used up last night, so I could only force my way in now.

Mr. Paper was also at the end of his life. In order to save his life, he even threw out the white paper that sealed the King Master.

I didn't have time to save Master Wang at this time, so I chased him with all my strength until I entered the woods outside the hospital.

I understand the principle of not being able to enter in the forest. Using the judgment eye, as soon as I slowed down, a cold light flashed in front of my eyes and stopped me abruptly.

"Sure enough, there is someone ambushing here." I stopped chasing, adjusted my breath and looked forward.

"Mr. Paper, how did you become like this?" The voice came out of nowhere, sinister and frivolous, which made me feel familiar.

I looked for the sound, my eyes slowly solidified, my hands clenched, and my bones collided and creaked.

A man about the same size as me walked out from behind the big tree in a hurry. He had no intention of helping Mr. Paper. Instead, he turned his head and stared at me with his eyes like a poisonous snake that had found its prey.

At the same time, I looked at his handsome face and scarred half, and gritted my teeth.

"Luxing!"