The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

Chapter 357 Chapter 357: Hell's ghostly fire burning coffins

On the contrary, Young Master Zhao's eyes were loving and excited.

He touched his sister's cheek and said softly: "Afu, my brother will marry you tonight, and you will be safe and happy in the next life."

After finishing speaking, he put a red hijab on Zhao Lingfu.

Then Changying also sacrificed another talisman, which was also pasted on Chu Yang's forehead.

Chu Yang was still in a coma, and he also put on a wedding robe.

With the sound of the bell, the two had already stood in front of the table.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

Changying yelled, manipulating the two to worship.

Chu Yang was still alive, and his body had a natural curve, but Zhao Lingfu was different, because the body was stiff, and he couldn't bend down a bit.

Yuqing and Yushao almost huddled together, and then they watched the whole worship ceremony.

Chu Yang was tall and handsome, and the two of them felt it was a pity.

After worshiping, Changying did another trick, and the red rope was sacrificed, binding the two wrists from end to end.

"Into the coffin!"

The bell rang again, and Chu Yang and Zhao Lingfu were manipulated into the coffin.

This is a joint burial coffin, and it is still very spacious for two people to lie down.

Looking at his younger sister's figure, Young Master Zhao showed reluctance in his eyes, but he was still worried, so he raised his head and asked, "Master, if Chu Yang regains consciousness halfway and leaves Afu behind, what should we do?"

"They are tied with red ropes in their hands, and they cannot abandon each other unless their souls are scattered." Changying explained, "When the Ming Dao is closed, Chu Yang will have no other way but to go forward."

After hearing this, Young Master Zhao felt relieved: "That's left to the Taoist priest."

"The poor should do their best." Changying swept the dust away, threw out the talisman, and combined with hand formulas to open the underworld.

The mountain is more cloudy, and the wind is endless.

But Changying exerted all her strength, beads of sweat dripped from her forehead, her hands trembled, and a small gap opened in the way of death.

Helpless, she had to ask the patriarch for help.

"Useless person!" Behind her, the patriarch scolded in disgust, and borrowed her strength.

Changying feels aggrieved, the underworld is connected to the underworld, if a person with a mortal body can open it casually, the underworld of the underworld may have been messed up long ago.

As soon as the black hole of Mingdao came out, without Changying's instructions, Yu Shao and Yuqing joined forces to extract the souls of Chu Yang and Zhao Lingfu and send them to Mingdao.

Young Master Zhao used a talisman to open his psychic eyes early in the morning. Seeing that his sister's soul was a bit illusory, his heart tightened, and he couldn't help shouting: "Afu, remember, you must grab Chu Yang's hand! Let him take it with you. You walked on Huangquan Road and Naihe Bridge!"

After Zhao Lingfu's death, her soul was sealed in her body by Changying who rushed over before she could recover.

She is not as muddled as Chu Yang, she knows that she and Chu Yang have worshiped together, and they will enter the underworld together and walk the road of hell.

She turned her head, looking anxious, and wanted to remind her brother, but Changying had already seen it, swept the dust away, and immediately closed the underworld.

Changying used up a lot of energy, and she looked a little exhausted.

She glanced at the two people in the coffin, because Chu Yang's soul was also drawn out, so he has no breath now.

I can only blame you for being unlucky, how could it match Zhao Lingfu's horoscope so well.

"Let's seal the coffin." Changying said, "When the yin is covered and the yang is cut off, even if the ghost messenger finds out that Chu Yangyang's life is not over and sends him back, his soul will not be able to return to the body."

Young Master Zhao squinted, without any hesitation, he waved his hands to tell his confidants to seal the coffin and bury him quickly.

The shady soil was dug from other grave mounds and accumulated over a long period of time, not to mention how heavy the yin qi is.

After the coffin was buried, the time has passed.

Young Master Zhao touched the tombstone and let out a deep breath of relief.

Changying couldn't wait to say: "Young master, Pindao has already done this matter, please hand over the antidote!"

Young Master Zhao turned his head slightly.

He stared at Changying for a moment, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Daoist, the Ninth Concubine already knew that I took Chu Yang away, and it was only my life, so I'm afraid it won't be able to appease the Ninth Concubine's anger."

Changying's expression changed instantly, "Young master, are you going to cross the river and tear down the bridge, and drag us master and apprentice to be buried with us?!"

Young Master Zhao put his hands behind his back and said slowly: "The Taoist priest has done all the bad things, so can't he do a good thing now?"

It's just that they don't know their lives, whether they can save Chihuomen.

"Dog thief!" Changying's face twisted with anger.

She immediately threw out a talisman, trying to control Young Master Zhao first.

Young Master Zhao raised his chin slightly, but there was no trace of panic.

An object slipped from his sleeve, he held it in his hand, a dazzling light flashed, and immediately bounced back the power of that talisman.

How did Changying think that he had a magic weapon close to him, and before he could react, he was injured by his own talisman, and he took a few steps back, hurting all internal organs.

"Master!" Yuqing and Yushao rushed over.

They took a closer look, only to find that what Young Master Zhao was holding in his hand was a gossip mirror, which was covered with runes.

He stared at Changying coldly: "Knowing that the Taoist priest is very good at using talismans, how could he not be prepared?"

"You don't believe what you say, you are a real thief!" Changying scolded angrily.

But now she is hurt, and the teleportation symbols drawn by the patriarch to help her are used up, and her heart sinks. Is it possible that the three of them, the master and the apprentice, are going to die here tonight?
Young Master Zhao didn't care how others scolded him, he said: "The Taoist priest has prepared such a powerful talisman early in the morning. If I didn't have this gossip mirror to protect me, I would have been seriously injured just now. It is conceivable that the Taoist priest and I are the same. Same thought."

Changying clutched her chest and gritted her teeth.

But back then there were so many seniors, and she was able to fight one by one, and won the favor of the patriarch to become the head, so how could she be an idler.

She suddenly smirked twice.

Young Master Zhao only felt it was weird, and then the cold night wind blew behind him, and it smelled like blood!

He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his reaction is extremely quick. When he turned around, he used the gossip mirror to block his heart veins.

boom--

The stabbing sword shattered the mirror.

Zhao Shaozhu dodged and saw clearly that the person who attacked was Changying's male apprentice named Yu Yong.

This Yu Yong was obviously guarding at the bottom of the mountain, why did he come up the mountain without making a sound?

Zhao Shaozhu's face was gloomy, thinking that he must have used an invisible talisman to hide nearby, waiting for an opportunity.

All his confidantes had been killed, and the gossip mirror that resisted the talisman seal was also shattered. Young Master Zhao's heart sank again and again.

Changying saw that the situation had turned around, and now it was Young Master Zhao who was at the end of the road. She laughed wildly and said, "Young Master, hand over the antidote quickly, otherwise, I will burn the coffin with ghost fire from hell, and let your sister die on the road to Huangquan." Just be out of your wits!"

"What did you say?" Young Master Zhao didn't believe it, "Afu has already entered the underworld, how can you make her lose her soul?"

Changying stood up staggeringly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Ordinary fire is naturally impossible, but this is hell's will-o'-the-wisp, and they have just died, so it will naturally work."

(End of this chapter)