My master is invincible

Chapter 1914 Yin-Yang Rice (Final Chapter Part [-])
Hearing this, I immediately understood that the old man might really want to make a move.

Honestly speaking, I don't want the old man to make a move.

But now, I have no ability to stop it at all, I can only watch helplessly, and even talking has become a luxury.

"Old man, why do you want a pig?" Uncle Huang asked the old man.

The old man had no expression on his face, and said in a low voice: "If you don't bring a pig here, why don't you come here?"

As soon as these words came out, Uncle Huang didn't dare to speak, and hurriedly walked forward.

When I heard it, I understood what he meant. If I guessed correctly, the reason why the old man wanted to bring the pig over was probably because he wanted to transfer some evil spirits to the pig.

I think this way because when making yin and yang meals, if you want to achieve a balance of yin and yang, some evil spirits will definitely be generated.

And the only way to deal with these evil spirits properly is to transfer this evil spirit to some kind of creature.

This creature can be human or animal.

Just like the folk rumors, some powerful people can use the method to harm people, but in fact they use evil spirits to destroy the human body's aura, causing the human body's aura to be disordered.

Some powerful people can even use this evil spirit to kill people on the spot.

However, then again, this method is extremely detrimental to morality, and few people would do it.

However, if it is a person with great hatred, maybe it will do the same again.

But what the old man has to do now is to transfer this evil spirit to the pig so as not to hurt innocent people.

Just as I was thinking wildly, Uncle Huang came back with a pig.

The pig didn't know what was going on, and when it was about to approach us, it stopped suddenly and ran towards the back.

Fortunately, Uncle Huang had the foresight. When he led the pig over, he put a rope around the pig's head.

No, as soon as the pig ran away, Uncle Huang grabbed the rope tightly.

In an instant, the pig let out a tragic cry.

As soon as this scene happened, many people looked at the pig, including the old man.

To say that some people still have real skills.

Just like the old man.

He just glared at the pig, and shouted loudly, "You beast, you are going to become a genius."

As soon as the words came out, the pig seemed to be bewitched, and immediately stopped screaming, turned its head, and walked straight towards the old man without uncle Huang's pulling.

When he got to the old man's side, the pig arched the old man's trousers favorably, and immediately lay on the ground, motionless.

This surprised me, I really don't know what to say.

If a dog is psychic, it may be able to understand human speech, but this pig has been a relatively simple and honest type since ancient times, and can't understand human speech at all.

But now this pig is...so obedient.

This made my opinion of the old man a little higher, and even classified him as an expert.

At this moment, Uncle Huang walked over, seeing that he was planning to help, but the old man didn't seem to want him to intervene, so he just stopped at him and said softly: "Don't meddle in the next thing, just stay on the sidelines Take a good look, how much you can learn depends on your understanding, but I still say that, Xiao Jiu is the village head of this village, and you have to listen to him in everything from now on."

The last sentence, he said to all the villagers.

"it is good!"

The villagers responded in unison.

The old man nodded in satisfaction, and greeted Uncle Huang a few more words, basically telling him not to have second thoughts, not to go against my will.

Hearing this, I have shouted countless times in my heart, but I just can't make a sound.

The old man talked to Uncle Huang for about 3 minutes, then stopped at Uncle Huang, and said in a low voice, "Okay, just watch from the side."

Uncle Huang didn't seem to want to leave, so he stood by the side and didn't move.

"Do you want me to kick you away?" The old man said in a low voice with a sullen face.

"Grandpa, I...I don't want to see you put yourself in danger." Uncle Huang held back for a long time before he could say a word.

The old man smiled and said softly: "This is my mission, and it is also your mission."

After finishing speaking, the old man seemed to have lost his patience. He raised his leg and kicked Uncle Huang's ass, cursing angrily, "Get out, I'm looking at you as an eyesore."

"I'm not leaving!" Uncle Huang didn't move as the old man kicked his butt, staring at the old man firmly.

"Aren't you going?" The old man's face turned pale, and he stared straight at Uncle Huang.

"I really don't want to leave!" Uncle Huang replied with an extremely tough expression.

"Okay, if you don't leave, I'm going to tell you about watching a certain woman take a bath." The old man said angrily.

As soon as I said this, I almost didn't laugh, but the villagers present, who were in the same situation as me, held back their smiles and didn't laugh.

And Uncle Huang stared at the old man just like before, but didn't speak.

This made the old man furious, without saying a word, he strode over and raised his hand to slap Uncle Huang, but, for some reason, he just raised his hand, then retracted it, and said to the villagers He said, "Why are you standing still, I tied this scumbag to Lao Tzu."

As the old man said, it was very easy to use. The villagers immediately got busy and tied Uncle Huang alive.

After tying Uncle Huang, about 10 minutes passed.

The old man took a deep breath, looked at Uncle Huang with soft eyes, and said softly: "Huang Maozi, I know you already regard me as your relative, but I have to do this, and I hope you Don't blame Xiao Jiu, I am not because of him, but because of your future."

After saying this, the old man didn't speak any more, and turned his head towards the table of the Eight Immortals.

"Old man, I don't care about the future, I just want you to live!" Uncle Huang roared hysterically.

The old man ignored him, walked slowly to the table of the Eight Immortals, first picked up the washbasin, then sniffed it, and finally shook the washbasin a few times.

Strange to say, the moment he shook the washbasin, I only felt that the internal organs in my body seemed to shake with the shaking of the washbasin, and the whole person became extremely uncomfortable.

Damn it.

What's the situation?
Why is this so.

There were thousands of doubts in my heart. The old man didn't seem to notice the change on my side, and he made another move. He threw the washbasin full of black dog blood and ingredients into the air.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly stretched out the index finger of his right hand and poked it into the air.

In an instant, the washbasin landed impartially on his index finger.

This gave me an illusion that the old man is not blind. It can even be said that his eyesight is stronger than that of a discerning person. Otherwise, with this skill alone, how many discerning people can do it?
Suddenly, the old man made another move.

This action of his gave me a burning sensation all over my body, especially my limbs, as if I had been driven into four rivets.

(End of this chapter)