Chapter 376 Baoguang (Replenishment of Last Month’s Monthly Ticket)

"Is this... a coffin?"

Taoist Heihe clutched the whisk whisk tightly, his voice trembling: "Why...why is it so...monstrous?"

Boom!

Boom!

A dull knocking sound brought everyone's thoughts back to reality.

Monk Yuankong looked dazed, as if he had seen the Buddha, and kept kowtowing.

His bald head hit the stone bricks hard, making a dull sound, like ringing a bell.

In just a moment, his forehead was covered in blood and bones.

"Cluck, cluck!"

Zhong Shenxiu heard the chattering sound of his teeth.

He glanced sideways and saw that Lu Jianping had turned pale with fright, but suddenly he gritted his teeth and shouted: "There is righteousness in the world!"

Readers have a literary spirit. If they can truly read a classic and gain the three flavors, they will be able to cultivate their awe-inspiring spirit.

To deal with ordinary evil spirits and ghosts, just drink it out and it will be invincible.

But at this time, Monk Yuankong didn't even pause for a moment, which made Taoist Heihe feel numb.

Zhong Shenxiu can awaken the two of them and is the real Taoist thunder sound.

And although this scholar also has a bit of aura, how can a drop of water extinguish the fire, and how can a flame burn the sea?

boom!

After another heavy impact, Monk Yuankong maintained his kowtow posture and froze there motionless.

"died……"

Taoist Heihe's expression suddenly became determined, and he waved his fly whisk.

Thousands of thin threads suddenly swelled up like a spider web, trapping the surrounding area.

Silks of silver thread emerged, trapping the coffin.

"Pindao's Broken Dragon Whisk is made from the skin of a century-old python and the silk of a spider demon. It is specially designed to defeat evil spirits!"

Taoist Heihe just said a few words and suddenly stopped.

He saw that his whisk was broken every inch, and in the end only a bare handle was left. His face suddenly became extremely distorted: "The coffin that killed a thousand swords, this is all the Taoist's belongings!"

Boom!

At this time, the strange knocking sound sounded again.

Zhong Shenxiu pulled Lu Jianping and shook the white flag, and a black smoke suddenly appeared, blocking out the outside sound.

"This fellow Taoist... I can't believe that he is so rich. This magical weapon has at least been refined to the third level of prohibition. It is an incredible masterpiece."

After Taoist Heihe broke his technique, he immediately came over to seek shelter.

Zhong Shenxiu was surrounded by black smoke, his expression extremely serious.

Boom!

The next moment, a certain impact fell on the black smoke, causing the black smoke to deform and scatter part of it.

It was as if there was some ferocious beast outside trying to attack this shaky layer of protection.

"It's going to break, it's going to break."

Lu Jianping looked at the gradually thinning black fog, a look of panic appeared on his face.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Zhong Shenxiu laughed loudly, shook the white flag with a straight iron mouth in his hand, and another black smoke suddenly appeared, filling it: "Let's go."

There were four of them when they came, but only three of them when they left, and they escaped from the small courtyard in embarrassment.

Snapped!

After the door was closed, Taoist Heihe picked up the broken yellow paper talisman on the ground with the speed of a vicious dog, slapped it on the door, and muttered: "My disciple is unfilial. Master, you have something strange." Don’t be weird, don’t be weird if there is something wrong!”

Snapped!

A fierce impact came.

The next moment, the talisman spontaneously ignited without fire, and the door suddenly opened and hit Taoist Heihe on the forehead, causing him to fly backwards and his head was bleeding.

"Oh...it hurts you so much, Taoist Master."

Taoist Heihe rolled around and hid behind Zhong Shenxiu: "Fellow Taoist, help me."

"This coffin is filled with resentment and never dissipates. It is extraordinary... It does not appear to be a natural coincidence, but rather it seems to have been deliberately arranged."

Zhong Shenxiu shook the cloth flag and said solemnly: "Why is the flower-picking thief in a dream? There is something wrong with it."

"The best way to resolve grievances is to find the real culprit!"

Lu Jianping's eyes lit up: "What Taoist Master Xianyun said, does it mean that the real murderer is still in this village? That's also... only someone close to her can make Miss Mei Rui's pregnancy darken."

He quickly turned his head and recalled the previous scenes. He Weng, Zhang Tiezhong, and all kinds of faces appeared one after another.

"Who is the real murderer?!"

"If we don't find out quickly, this coffin may destroy the whole village or even the whole village..."

"He Weng is old and frail, it's unlikely... is that Zhang Tiezhong? He is a guardian, has martial arts, and is full of vigor..."

"Besides that, any adult male who has access to the young lady is suspected..."

Lu Jianping secretly regretted that he didn't have the talent to catch the police. In a short period of time, he couldn't even think of who the real murderer was.

"Why bother looking for the real culprit?"

Zhong Shenxiu had been watching with cold eyes until now, and suddenly sneered: "I think there is no one in this house who is not unjust!"

"What did you say?"

Lu Jianping looked at Zhong Shenxiu in shock, and saw Taoist priest "Xian Yunzi" flicking his cloth flag, and a line of black smoke rose into the sky and continued to spread to all sides.

The black cords protruded like poisonous snakes, accurately hitting each of the servants, maids, and even the ladies.

Immediately, ghosts were captured directly and submerged into the banner, transforming into countless human faces.

Either shouting in pain, begging, or cursing, just to name a few.

"This this……"

Lu Jianping and Taoist Heihe were both frightened.

Capturing the souls of all the people in the house at every turn, what kind of cultivation is this?

Zhong Shenxiu ignored them and directly entered a magic formula. Above the flag, a layer of black flames appeared, burning these souls.

"No……"

"damned……"

"Spare my life..."

"Everything was done by the great master and has nothing to do with us..."

Zhong Shenxiu looked indifferent, watching Zhang Tiezhong's face change from begging for mercy to ferocious, and then disappeared...

He saw the old man-looking He Weng again. This old man obviously had some cultivation, but his little magic power was like a firefly, and he could be crushed to death with just a little force.

In an instant, the whole house was extinct.

Zhong Shenxiu removed the black smoke with an expressionless face, and as expected, he saw the coffin, which was still surrounding it and refused to leave.

"The resentment persists. You killed the wrong person."

Lu Jianping sighed.

"Don't be afraid if you kill by mistake, just keep on killing."

Zhong Shenxiu glanced around with a smile and said to himself: "This family has a relationship with Taoist Master Heihe's master. After all, Taoist Master, you can't escape responsibility."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Taoist Master Heihe wanted to run away.

But Zhong Shenxiu stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the five black energy turned into a giant hand, directly grabbing Taoist Master Heihe and pulling out his soul.

After a little practice, his soul was gone.

Lu Jianping looked at this scene and was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.

At this moment, he saw the coffin suddenly stopped moving and became no longer fierce.

Suddenly, a Buddhist chant seemed to ring in his ears:

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will find the shore!"

The surrounding scene suddenly became hazy, the buildings disappeared, and turned into a jungle.

Hidden in the dense forest, a corner of yellow tiles emerges.

It was a dilapidated temple, and the plaque clearly read - 'Baoguang Temple'!