Chapter 177: Beijing Suburbs Funeral Palace (19)

Wei Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the feathers, and then looked behind him thoughtfully.

This feather has been blinking and extinguishing abnormally several times, and someone is definitely causing trouble.

‘* * *? ’

Wei Xun blocked the live broadcast, then leaned against the wall, curling up his feathers that couldn't catch fire with his tail. Just like when he was taking a shower that day, Wei Xun stroked his Adam's apple and stirred up the devil - he was now in an alienated state, and it was more convenient to stir up the devil.

But as soon as the tentacle stretched out its tip, the phoenix feather flame suddenly ignited again. Under the flames, the tentacle that had just been stretched out from the darkness suddenly swayed, and its shape was unstable, and then there were several phantoms. And it disappeared.

Wei Xun lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and frowned, showing an obviously unhappy expression.

Wei Xun knew that 'An Xuefeng's desire for exclusivity' and '**** love' would cause a slight sense of confrontation between them, but when they were in the bathroom before, even with their feathered tentacles there, they were evenly matched and no one could do anything. Totally banish who.

But this time it was different.

It's like someone is involved as a shit stirrer, helping the tentacles to suppress the feathers when the feathers are burning, and helping the feathers to suppress the tentacles when the tentacles appear.

"idiot."

Wei Xun couldn't bear it. The phoenix fire that was lit just now was just a drop in the bucket for him, and the flame was extinguished in an instant. The blood in his eyes was even brighter, and his tail was long and feathery, but he couldn't squeeze out any fire at all. The gloomy ghost energy in his belly not only failed to be dispelled by the Yang Fire, but was stirred up by the fright.

To grow a new tip from the broken devil's horn, a large amount of energy needs to be extracted, which makes him feel even more empty. This kind of discomfort can only be suppressed with more happiness. Wei Xun doesn't think about who stopped it now. He is dominated by perceptual thinking. He just wants to be happy.

"I'll count to three."

He gasped slightly, his eyes glistened with water, his eyes were blood-red, but he was even more irritable and impatient.

"If you can't cooperate, I'll go find Zhou Xiyang and the others."

Wei Xun threatened.

No matter how powerful the other examiner is, can An Xuefeng and *** still be unable to deal with him together? Does internal fighting have to make him uncomfortable?

If you can't deal with it, you are a waste!

When he said these words, the atmosphere in the whole room seemed to freeze. Suddenly a ray of sunshine fell, and the cloudy sky outside seemed to be clearing up. This ray of sunshine was warm, as if it could dispel the negative energy. When it was reflected, Wei Xun narrowed his eyes happily.

"The sun is out now?"

On the roof of the main house of the Zhijia courtyard, Nezha Ling stared at the sky suspiciously and clicked his tongue.

"The sun shouldn't be out now."

He was unreasonable, and thick clouds of gloom gathered in his raised hands, blocking the sunlight in an instant.

"That's true."

Nezha Ling said with satisfaction. Now is the time to burn the paper cows and horses to change the fate of Grandma Zhi, but we can't let Yang Qi get in the way.

It is only reasonable to wait until noon when the funeral is held, and the sun will come out to interfere with the cloudy weather.

The sunshine disappeared, the air became cold again, and even Wei Xun's face showed a gloomy look. He took a deep breath and started counting down——

"one."

What was the count down to three? Wei Xun, who was extremely irritated, just counted one!

After saying that, he stood up directly, flicked his tail and threw the feather aside, and walked out without hesitation - he didn't go out.

The soft and tough tentacles that grew out of nowhere wrapped around his waist, caressing him soothingly. The phoenix fire feather also flew down on Wei Xun's tail like a spirit, and actively landed on the tip of the tail, burning with flames as if to please.

There seemed to be an invisible force sweeping across, and the opponent shrewdly targeted only the tentacles. The phoenix fire feathers that provided Yang Qi were not moved - but this time the phoenix fire feathers did not 'stand idly by'. The flames burst into flames and burned into nothingness. Under Wei Xun's indifferent attitude, they finally reached their first cooperation.

* *

"Did you hear that? Nezha Ling called Bing250 'younger brother'."

On the way home, Wang Pengpai called up the video of 'Bing 250 vs. Hei Wuchang' and watched it over and over again, feeling a little confused.

"I told you earlier that Bing 250's 'Brother' was shouted from the rooftops. Nezha Ling was there before."

Mao Xiaole said impatiently: "Besides, our captain can't grab the position of examiner? Stop making trouble."

"Of course I can beat it with..., but..."

Wang Pengpeng shook his head: "This is not thinking..."

"If nothing else, Bing250's alienated state is really the same as that of a life-haunting person."

After finishing his work, Wang Yushu came to watch the live broadcast with everyone: "It's just that he's not mature enough. He seems to have more than two wings."

"Yes, Bing250 is still in the growth stage."

Wang Pengpai nodded and sighed: "I have long felt that Xi Mingren has a secret. He has been sealed in the Gate of the Sun for so many years, and he still knows very well about various things that happen in the hotel. He can even influence the upper levels. It is not just by relying on The Puppet Avatar and the Butcher Alliance.”

"The captain should know."

Wan Xiangchun said: "If he doesn't say anything, he must have his reasons."

"The examiner of C250 must be the captain."

Mao Xiaole said firmly: "If it weren't for him, the captain would have stopped sleeping and come here...Team, captain?!"

No one noticed when An Xuefeng arrived at the door of the theater. Mao Xiaole and the others stood up quickly, but An Xuefeng just nodded casually, looked at Wan Xiangchun, and spoke concisely:

"follow me."

"Captain, are you okay?"

Wang Pengpai couldn't help but asked with concern. It was true that An Xuefeng's expression was a bit strange, as if he was annoyed, but not entirely. It also seemed a bit happy, a bit lazy and content. The joy of a beast that has just had a feast or won a battle.

But what concerned everyone on the way home the most was that An Xuefeng's body was filled with a faint aura of the abyss.

"fine."

An Xuefeng nodded, and then left with Wan Xiangchun. The discipline of the returning team was very good. An Xuefeng didn't call them. Wang Pengpai and others could only watch the two of them leave without even questioning.

"It's over, the captain is awake. It seems that the examiner of Bing250 is really a life-threatening person."

Wang Yushu rubbed his chin: "But look at his split posture... Hey, guys, do you think the Slice of Life is really weak, or is he just pretending to show us?"

"Do you even need to ask? He must be faking it. He loves faking it the most."

Mao Xiaole sneered, and then hesitated a little: "* * * He didn't snatch the slices from the life-seeker. The abyssal aura on Team An's body... Hey, tell me, why did he ask Wan Xiangchun to go out?"

"Go to the gate and contact ***."

Wang Yushu guessed: "* * *The situation must not be good. We lost the fight with the Mingren Slice, and the abyssal aura has spread to Team An... Sigh."

"In terms of mental pollution, * * * actually endures more than the captain himself."

Wang Pengpai couldn't help but said: "It would be great if Bing250 could give * * * some relief."

When he said this, Wang Yushu looked at him with hesitant eyes.

"You're thinking shit."

Mao Xiaole scolded directly.

"Whose family member is Bing 250? The man in charge cut the person in charge into pieces and beat him up for him. Do you think he will let Bing 250 comfort our captain?"

The life-loving man's brother is here to serve as a tour guide on the way home?

There are too many elements!

"Xiao Le is right."

Wang Yushu had a toothache: "This matter can't be done openly yet."

It is absolutely not advisable to openly fight against the Butcher Alliance and snatch people back. They want a tour guide, but they don’t want to be hostile to Bing250!

Fortunately, the examiner cannot have direct contact with the candidates, and there are still a few days between now and the fourth scenic spot.

"Although it's not kind, the captain can only steal the house."

Wang Peng sighed: "Looking on the bright side, Bing250 is now addicted to the captain. The life-haunting person is also the tour guide."

There will be no future between tour guides and tour guides. If they want to relieve each other, they have to be tourists.

"Looking at the difficulty of this journey, Bing250 is very likely to lose control. The demonic alienated state is too disadvantaged in this regard."

Could it be that if he really looked alienated, could the life-seeking person prevent him from finding someone to relieve himself?

Instead of looking for Zhou Xiyang and the others...

"After all, our team is also the first passenger."

Why does it feel a little weird to say this.

Wang Pengpai suppressed his words: "I won't suffer any loss anyway."

"This is just a normal connection between tour guides and tourists."

Mao Xiaole complained: "Why do you think we are going to marry the Butcher Alliance?"

"that is."

Wang Yushu intervened from the side: "I am more optimistic about Captain An and Wei Xun - by the way, Xiaole, you can spend more time with Wei Xun these two days. If you can get along well, invite him to live here, or you can go to him It’s okay to be a guest at the brigade station.”

Wang Yushu said righteously: "I'm afraid that Xi Ming's people will retaliate against Team An and attack Wei Xun."

"It's all your fault! Who told you to say Captain An and Teacher Wei are getting married!"

Mao Xiaole exploded on the spot.

"Who made you really believe it?"

Wang Yushu spread his hands and said with an innocent face: "It's all your fault. If I had let it go before, I would definitely be beaten up by the captain."

I don’t know who spread the news. Now almost all the top management of tourist guides know about it. It would be difficult for this scene to end without getting married.

* *

Butcher Alliance.

"Master Yin Yang Butterfly."

Taoist Feng saluted calmly. On the second day after returning from the Abyss Node, he provoked Yi Thirty-Eight. Although I suffered a small loss because I had not yet fully mastered the alienated state, this did not damage Taoist Feng’s reputation, and completely cleared away ‘Taoist Feng is no longer good! ’ rumors.

Yin Yang Die, who originally ignored Taoist Feng, finally took notice of him and summoned him several times.

But when he heard that Yin Yang Die wanted him to capture Wei Xun - Taoist Feng Da Ba on the spot. He suffered a loss from Wei Xun when he was in Zangbei. Now he was supposed to be in a period of rapid growth. What if he suffered a loss again?

Furthermore, how can Wei Xun enjoy mutual assistance? In the past few days, Taoist Feng has been thinking about the little prince every day, hesitating whether to see him again or donate something to the mutual aid association. When the time comes, he can mock the little prince for his naive and unrealistic ideas.

Isn't it just to make yourself uncomfortable by arresting Wei Xun and offending him? So Taoist Bee began to work hard - he released a few magic bees, pretended to supervise Wei Xun, and reported to Yin Yang Butterfly every day, "Wei Xun met with Mao Xiaole today" and "Wei Xun had lunch with Mao Xiaole again today" and the like.

Mao Xiaole exclaimed, 'Wei Xun and An Xuefeng are getting married! ’ This news was reported by him.

"What's the matter, sir?"

In the past, when being summoned by the Yin-Yang Butterfly, Taoist Feng felt ambitious and full of fighting spirit, but now, he was a bit dull.

"I asked you to come...have you paid attention to the recent journey of Bing250?"

Yin Yang Butterfly is also a little absent-minded and rarely speaks hesitantly.

"Looked at it."

Feng Dao Ren said firmly: "We will definitely win in the East District."

No matter when, it is always right to say this.

"You... forget it."

Yin Yang Die waved his hand in boredom: "You don't know anyway."

"Go down."

"Yes."

If he went there, Feng Dao Ren would definitely speculate on what happened to Yin Yang Die and what he wanted to do. He would watch the replay of the live broadcast of the Beijing Suburban Funeral Palace carefully several times to find some clues.

But now he was thinking, 'It's a good thing that he didn't ask him to arrest Wei Xun immediately'

He can happily dawdle again.

Feng Dao Ren left happily, but Yin Yang Die looked very strange.

After hesitating for a moment, he found the psychic.

The crying psychic had red eyes and tears on his face, and there were a pile of tissues around him to wipe his tears. But the corners of his mouth were raised, especially when he looked at the live screen.

When Yin Yang Die came over, he heard the psychic muttering in a low voice. He stared at the live screen and spoke in a very relieved and dreamy tone.

"You were like this when you were a child."

Yin Yang Butterfly:.

"Damn Yun Lianghan."

As usual, Yun Lianghan was scolded first, and then Yin Yang Butterfly tried to test him: "Does the adult have any instructions recently?"

On the night when the Butcher Alliance was attacked, Yin Yang Butterfly spent most of his time in a daze under the suppression of mental pollution.

The medium knew a lot. When he was abducted by the puppet master and taken back by the dream chaser, the puppet master was angry and deliberately said something like "How could it be so coincidental that night? How could someone who had never heard of the first puppet just happen to appear?" This aroused the medium's suspicion.

Indeed, even if it was a puppet, how could the alienated state be exactly the same as the adult? Thinking back to that night carefully, the medium found many doubts.

But at that time, the adult did not have any special instructions, and it was inconvenient to contact without the Abyss Bell, so the medium temporarily suppressed the matter in his heart.

But now, looking at the familiar big wings on the live broadcast screen, the medium understood everything.

And the time when Bing 250 called him brother, although now people say that he was calling Nezha Ling, the medium saw the newly hung sun pendant, which was slightly shining at that time.

He is really a younger brother!

Then he thought about why the adult was so angry that day and even shattered the sun pendant.

"An Xuefeng..."

Shameless!

How can he marry Wei Xun when he is already connected to Bing 250?

No wonder the adult is furious!

Although the medium does not have a one-to-one connection relationship, and the connection between the tour guide and the tourist is normal and pure, he can understand the adult... An Xuefeng is connected to Bing 250 at this level, Bing 250 is definitely addicted.

Now seeing An Xuefeng getting married again...

Too bad!

"How did you do to catch Wei Xun?"

The corners of the medium's eyes were still red, but he was full of murderous intent. An Xuefeng must have wanted to control and threaten the adult by connecting to Bing 250. Even if the adults are generous and strategize, they, as subordinates, naturally have to share the adults' worries!

Catch Wei Xun and control An Xuefeng. Even if the marriage rumors are false, it is definitely true that Guidu attaches great importance to Wei Xun!

"My Lord... just shattered another sun pendant."

Staring at Yin Yang Butterfly's face, the psychic said in a flat tone, implying a threat: "You know what the adults mean."

Even the psychic didn't know whether the Ximing people had sliced ​​the main person. Even if he hoped that the examiner of Bing 250 would be the adults, the psychic also understood that this was unlikely.

The adults have been trapped in the Sun Gate for many years and are in poor condition. If the slices go to compete for the examiner, the main body will definitely fall asleep. But now he can still get angry and shatter the sun pendant... Alas.

···Too useless, then it seems that the examiner of Bing 250 is probably * * *.

No wonder the adults are so angry, the psychic feels that he can't breathe when he thinks about it. He looked at Yin Yang Butterfly with a bad face, and vented his negative emotions on him.

Yin Yang Butterfly also felt that he couldn't breathe.

Why, why did things turn out like this?

On the night when the Butcher Alliance was attacked, he was still thinking about getting the attention of the Lord's first puppet, taking charge of an abyss node, reaching the peak of his life, and fighting with the medium - even at the beginning of this journey, he thought that Yun Lianghan went in, but none of the mediums went in.

If Yun Lianghan was lucky enough to kill Bing 250 and take the 30th degree north latitude token... Alas!

"Catch it, someone under my command has been watching it all the time."

Yin Yang Butterfly was humble: "Wait until Wei Xun and Mao Xiaole leave, and they will start immediately."

"Yeah."

The medium said lightly: "Okay, you go down."

He still has to edit Bing 250's video collection, and wait for the Lord to come out and show it to him first!

It's just that Bing 250's live broadcast screen is always black, which makes it difficult to edit.

* *

"Xiaotian, come and help!"

The half-life Taoist was exhausted. Bai Xiaotian didn't really understand the monk's tricks, so he just knocked on the wooden fish next to him and made some notes. The Yin-Yang ritual was mainly conducted by Banming Taoist.

At this moment, they were in the main house in the backyard, where Granny Zhi's spirit was placed, in front of the coffin. Banming Taoist laid out paper cows and horses, golden boys and jade girls, and Sister Qian quietly assisted by the side. She took out a piece of Granny Zhi's clothes when she was alive - put the clothes of the deceased on the paper cow or paper horse, and then Banming Taoist could consecrate the paper offerings.

Seeing that Sister Qian took out a man's shirt and put it on the paper horse, Banming Taoist understood what she meant. As expected, Granny Zhi would be buried as a man.

Although the paper figurine has no gender, Granny Zhi has been targeted by the Yin Messenger, and it is not easy to change from a female to a male. The Half-Life Taoist simply asked Sister Qian to open the coffin and let the red zombie in - zombies cannot distinguish between yin and yang, and are the best at concealing the aura. Of course, the Half-Life Taoist also wanted to obtain first-hand information and to clamp Granny Zhi.

Sister Qian certainly disagreed at first. The Half-Life Taoist had to persuade her with a lot of words, and made some concessions, including fighting off two attacking Yin Messengers, and was so busy that his feet hit his head.

As a result, when he looked back after finally agreeing, the Half-Life Taoist found that the one beating the wooden fish was actually the domineering president's paper figurine, and Bai Xiaotian was lazy and holding a notebook next to him, writing and drawing!

This made the Half-Life Taoist furious.

"Here comes the deputy leader."

Bai Xiaotian closed the book and walked to the side of the Half-Life Taoist: "Do you want to remove the shield?"

"Why do you want to remove it? This is our Laoshan's secret, which cannot be passed on to the outside."

The Half-Life Taoist said unhappily.

In fact, he didn't want the image of himself being too shabby and bargaining to be spread out, which would have a bad impact.

The Half-Life Taoist still pays attention to his image.

"You go to consecrate the paper offerings. There will be a consecration meeting, right? I remember you got a sandalwood bracelet for Buddhists before? Use that."

"Okay."

Bai Xiaotian responded. He stepped forward neatly, twisted the feet of the paper golden boy and jade girl to the back, and made them "kneel" in front of the coffin, and then moved the paper cow and paper horse, and made their heads face southwest - the southwest corner is Kun Gua, corresponding to the death gate.

Seeing that he was so obedient and neat, the Half-Life Taoist finally felt comfortable, and then his expression became serious.

"You open the light here, I'll go get the deceased's pillow."

While the Yin-Yang Master chants, the deceased's pillow is burned with paper cows/paper horses, golden boys and jade girls, and mountains of gold and silver. This is called bidding farewell to the spirit. In ancient times, wealthy families would bid farewell to the spirit on the day of the spirit's departure, which is now.

And the key to the Half-Life Taoist's transformation of Granny Zhi from a woman to a man is on this pillow.

"Wulian Tianzun."

The Half-Life Taoist followed Sister Qian all the way forward. Before he reached Granny Zhi's bedroom, he felt the sky and the earth shaking, and his back was cold. This was a sign of the soul leaving the body! The Half-Life Taoist thought it was not good, and was about to cast a spell, but the next moment he felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, as if he was suppressed by an invisible mountain, and his upper body was completely unable to move!

But the Half-Life Taoist was prepared. He silently chanted "Three Mao Zhenjun", and the broken token hidden in his hand emitted a faint golden light, which directly stabilized his soul and relieved the burden on his shoulders.

"Click."

After hearing a light click, Ban Ming Daoist shrank back a step, and then he found that what was on his shoulders just now was a pair of golden shackles made of unknown materials!

Ban Ming Daoist felt bitter in his heart, but his face remained calm, showing a bit of majesty.

"General Jin, God of Responsibility is doing things, please give me some convenience."

The generals of shackles and locks (golden shackles and silver locks) are a pair of the six generals of the City God, commonly known as the shackles and locks! Black and White Impermanence ranked seventh and eighth, and the second general of shackles and locks was above them!

"Meet... God of Responsibility."

The golden shackles turned into a human figure wearing a red embroidered official robe, with bulging eyes and fangs, a fierce face, holding the shackles in one hand and a thin book in the other.

Ban Ming Daoist had sharp eyes, and his eyes twitched when he saw the words "life and death" on the book.

The reason why the shackles and locks were ranked above the black and white impermanence was because they could hold the supplementary pages of the book of life and death!

"Today, a paper man is trying to enter the Book of Life and Death, disturbing the order of the underworld... The Lord ordered us to investigate it clearly." General Jin said, politely, but his actions were not polite, blocking in front of the Half-Life Taoist: "My brothers are in front to catch the paper man, please stop, God Ying Zhenjun." Obviously, the red zombie was put into the coffin, covering the breath of the paper man, making it impossible for General Jin and Yin to investigate. They wanted to take away Granny Zhi's pillow first, capture the spirit, and then arrest the paper man based on this! It seems that this trip will not end well! "I'm sorry." The Half-Life Taoist sprinkled a handful of soybeans without hesitation, and the soybeans grew in an instant, becoming soldiers to entangle General Jin. The Half-Life Taoist immediately threw out a stack of God Binding Talismans. While General Jin was temporarily entangled, he shouted, and the straw in his hand suddenly became a sharp sword that could cut iron like mud, and rushed to Grandma Zhi's bedroom--

The ghost messenger must not be killed. What he had to do was to grab the pillow and burn it first, so that the spirit would write the real name of "Grandpa Zhi" in the Book of Life and Death!

Fortunately, Bai Xiaotian was not allowed to come in.

The half-life Taoist looked pale, as if he had lost half his life, and he was still having fun in the midst of suffering.

Xiaotian was so weak that his soul would definitely be taken away the first time he came in!

In front of the coffin, the domineering paper man was knocking on the wooden fish. With the shield, Bai Xiaotian held the book thoughtfully, and saw that the parchment paper had drawn the alienation of Bing 250 and the two shadows behind him last night.

But in this outline-like black shadow, Bai Xiaotian actually drew a rough figure!

It was not the same black shadow divided into two halves. The shadow drawn by his pen was more like two different individuals!

But the next moment, Bai Xiaotian closed the parchment scroll and looked behind.

That was the direction that the Half-Life Taoist left.

He clearly couldn't feel anything unusual here, but Bai Xiaotian frowned and narrowed his eyes.

The next moment, he pressed his ears and whispered something.

* *

"What are you doing?!"

The front yard, where the gangsters rested, was now in a mess! The red gangsters were twisted and distorted, covered with bloodstains like dew, the earth cracked, the land rolled, and the red wolf Augustus stood on the messy land and roared angrily:

"October 10th, are you crazy?!"

It was clearly agreed that each party would use their own means to subdue the gangsters, but October 10th suddenly attacked him without any signs!

When he saw that October 10th completely ignored him and threw the scarlet oil-paper umbrella again, Augustus jumped up in anger and used his wolf head to push the oil-paper umbrella back.

"Bang!"

The oil-paper umbrella hit his head, and it made a crisp sound like metal hitting each other, and it smashed Augustus to the ground.

What a strong force!

"You——"

Augustus got up, and he felt his head buzzing, the sky and the earth shaking, which was even more dizzy than when Zhou Xiyang's bullet blew his head!

He growled, and there was a little more fear in his eyes when he looked at October 10th.

"You have hidden your strength."

Such power is definitely not just a special three-star!

Augustus thought a lot in an instant. Is October 10th going to kill him first? It shouldn't be. Now the personnel have been assigned. Who will argue if he is killed? But Augustus clearly felt the killing intention from October 10th!

Werewolves rely entirely on intuition. He no longer hesitates. The blood light shrouds Augustus' body. In an instant, his body seems to have doubled in size! Blood-slaughtering mad wolf, the berserker among werewolves, a madman! He can burst out several times the current strength. The more blood and killing, the more powerful!

"Kill me?!"

The blood wolf roared and pounced on October 10th. The human language turned into a wolf roar: "Roar!"

But October 10th ignored him at all. She took back the red oil-paper umbrella, opened it and put it on her shoulder, just in time to resist the steel fork that attacked silently from behind.

The huge bull head appeared behind October 10th, holding a steel fork in one hand and a soul-catching order in the other, and fought with October 10th for more than ten rounds in a blink of an eye. Augustus on the other side was unable to attack October 10th. He turned around in mid-air and avoided the stabbing steel spear and the stomping horse hoof.

The powerful force that erupted from their side attracted the bull-headed horse-faced! The fierce battle in the front yard was huge, mainly because Augustus roared loudly enough to attract everyone's attention. Even Bai Xiaotian in the backyard seemed to feel it.

He hooked the corners of his lips, and while October 10th and Augustus were fighting fiercely with the bull-headed horse-faced, he quickly took out another book and gently wiped it with his fingers.

On the originally blank book, it seemed as if the cover was removed, and a "person" character was vaguely revealed. In an instant, Bai Xiaotian's momentum surged, and he took out a brush without hesitation, opened the book, wrote a stroke, and then closed it. It took no more than two seconds, and then Bai Xiaotian's momentum returned to normal.

He hesitated to pick up the wooden fish, and looked back as if he was worried about the Half-Life Taoist. At this moment, two rays of light, gold and silver, swept past quickly and hit Bai Xiaotian's body. Bai Xiaotian was unable to dodge and stood there in a daze.

"Xiaotian, come and help me - no, why did your soul leave your body?!"

The Half-Life Taoist was in a state of embarrassment and panting, holding a pillow while running and burning, and he didn't even care that the flames burned on his Taoist robes. When he saw Bai Xiaotian's body fall to the ground and his soul stood there stupidly, he screamed like a screaming chicken.

After a period of chaos, the pillow finally burned out, Bai Xiaotian's soul returned, and the Half-Life Taoist finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"How can you be knocked out of your body even when you are outside?"

He asked in confusion, muttering in his heart. The situation just now was extremely dangerous. The Half-Life Taoist token was only half a piece, and he couldn't compete with the gold and silver generals at the same time, so he could only deal with it. After he used the Five Ghosts Bring Wealth Spell to steal the pillow, the Golden Shackles and Silver Locks were even more ruthless to him, beating the Half-Life Taoist so hard that his three souls and seven spirits were gone, and he almost became a dead Taoist.

Fortunately, at the most dangerous moment, somehow, the Golden and Silver Generals suddenly stopped, looked at the life and death pages in their hands in astonishment, and then left the Half-Life Taoist and rushed out directly, giving him a chance to catch his breath.

"I'm sorry, deputy leader, I'm too weak."

Bai Xiaotian confessed, and then looked at the Half-Life Taoist with admiring curiosity: "Was that the legendary yoke and lock just now?"

"Of course! To burn Granny Zhi's pillow and let the spirit leave its name on the page of life and death, the underworld must send ghost messengers to capture it in advance?"

During the conversation, Bai Xiaotian cancelled the shield. The Half-Life Taoist looked at him with appreciation, snorted, slowly straightened his crooked hair crown, and dusted his Taoist robe: "If it weren't for me, I'm afraid it would be difficult for Granny Zhi to be buried this time... Of course, now I have to call her Grandpa Zhi."

"The deputy leader is really amazing!"

While the Half-Life Taoist was telling the story, Bai Xiaotian was flattering him, making the Half-Life Taoist blush.

"Ahem, okay, keep a low profile, keep a low profile."

The Half-Life Taoist finally restrained himself: "You continue to stay here and chant, I'll go outside to see how the spirit shed is."

He was still thinking about the sudden rush of General Jinyin, and he was going to take a look outside. It's eight o'clock in the morning, and it's almost time.

Before the funeral, the coffin must be carried to the mourning shed, and then the Yin-Yang master will hold the "opening ceremony", and finally the filial sons and grandsons will kneel down to worship before the coffin is closed and nailed. From then on, the coffin cannot be opened again.

After instructing Bai Xiaotian, Banming Taoist went to the front yard to see the coffin bearers, and then he was shocked by the mess on the ground.

I saw Augustus panting like a bullfight, furious, holding a red paper umbrella and standing opposite him on October 10, but he was quite calm. Taoist Ban Ming lowered his head and guessed it when he saw that the soft land was covered with cow and horse hoof prints.

"Why are you here with Minotaur and Horse Noodles?"

He lowered his voice and asked Zhou Xiyang, who was holding a pottery basin.

Zhou Xiyang is holding a yin and yang basin in his hand. As the eldest son, he had to break the basin before the funeral. The point of this bowl breaking is that the more broken it is, the better. If it is not broken once, this is the most taboo thing.

In order to prevent someone from secretly changing the pottery basin into one that cannot be broken, Zhou Xiyang now carries the pot with him wherever he goes.

"Not sure."

Zhou Xiyang said, he noticed Taoist Ban Ming's pale face: "Master Ye, did Master Suo go to your place?"

"Of course, I am the most important Mr. Yin Yang."

Taoist Ban Ming raised his chin, and then doubted: "I thought at least one of the bull-headed and horse-faced people would come to you."

As a very important filial son in the funeral procession, Zhou Xiyang would definitely be troubled. Moreover, he is a special four-star, the strongest, even if everyone is looking for him, it is possible.

"Augustus hid his strength."

Mekel said softly, now he has changed his clothes, with a white flower on his temples, lowered eyebrows, just like the 'eldest daughter-in-law', and even his voice has become a female voice. Mekel held a clay pot in his arms. This was the food pot of the deceased, something the deceased took underground to eat.

It would be equally bad if someone tampered with the food can. Veteran travelers are extremely cautious in this regard. Although carrying it with you carries the risk of being affected and broken, it is at least safer than leaving it alone.

"When they explode, they have at least the power of a special four-star."

In Yuntianhe Road, he put on a white suit, which is what he wears as his eldest grandson.

"The tour guides are here."

Wei Xun and the Devil Merchant stood beside the two of them. The Devil Merchant had a strange expression on his face, a little annoyed but also slightly happy. He was annoyed that Augustus and Augustus were hiding their strength, and even he hid it from him. He was happy that Augustus and Augustus both had special four-star strength, and it was clear that the highest combat power of the West District could compete with the East District.

"Destroying public facilities at tourist attractions... will result in a fine."

Looking at Xiao Cui, the devil merchant coughed and started first.

"She did it first!"

Augustus said angrily. The blood on his body had not faded and he looked particularly fierce.

"Who saw her take action first?"

Taoist Ban Ming stood behind Zhou Xiyang and whispered in a voice that everyone could hear.

"You are the only ones in the front yard. Who knows if you people from the West District are joining forces to bully October?"

"The results haven't been beaten yet, tsk tsk tsk."

"you!"

"okay."

At this moment, Wei Xun said: "Pay the fine how you want."

The Devil Merchant looked at him in surprise. He thought Xiaocui would speak for October 10th... After all, although Augustus claimed that October was the one who made the first move, to be honest, looking at this attitude, the Devil Merchant didn't think so. believe.

What should Hao Duanduan do? He didn't even beat Augustus to death, so it was totally pointless.

Then the Devil Merchant felt Xiao Cui turn his head and glance at him lightly, and his heart suddenly shivered.

Yes, there is a funeral soon, and they must both stand together and be absolutely fair. This will calm the passengers during the rest of their journey.

Even before the funeral, there are so many ghosts and Yin soldiers attacking... It's still a warning now, but when the funeral actually happens, it will be too late to organize the team.

"Just do as Director Cui says."

The devil businessman became serious: "Everyone pays half of the fine."

"Roar!"

In Augustus' dissatisfied and angry roar, Wei Xun and the Devil Merchant collected fines from them respectively. When the points were handed in on October 10, Wei Xun and her hands touched for a moment.

October 10th was obviously stunned for a moment, wrinkled the tip of his nose, and made a subtle 'sniffing' motion.

When the farce was over and everyone returned to their seats, Augustus gave October 10 a fierce middle finger, and then continued to beat up other gangsters, October 10 excused himself to go to the latrine. After repelling a Yin army that emerged from the roof of the hut, she couldn't wait to press her ears and send a message to Bai Xiaotian.

‘Fei Bai, Fei Bai! I smell it! ’

On October 10th, he said in a cheerful voice: "Director Cui smells of captain and ***!" Very strong! They should have just been relieved! ’

'very good'

Bai Xiaotian's calm voice came: 'Do you smell the scent of Crazy Sun? ’

‘It’s not necessarily the Crazy Sun. Have you ever smelled other smells related to life-haunting people? ’