Republic of China

Chapter 370 Choking
Those who are always in charge of funerals know that those who are involved in a serious loss will definitely suffer from internal and external troubles, whether it is their family members, people around them, or even the neighbors. They are extremely dangerous in funerals and cannot be easily solved. If you are not careful, not only will the situation not be handled properly, but the person doing the work will also suffer.

And the heavy loss is further divided into many branches, which include the four seasons, the lunar stem and branch, entanglement, eight seats, the earth's collapse and so on.

As the saying goes, one person sends two people to death, the teacher should investigate carefully.

Liu Mangfan was very clear about this. He had handled countless funerals, many of which were families that had suffered serious losses. It took him a lot of energy to handle each one.

So the moment he was grabbed by the two arms that stretched out from Yan Wu's stomach, he immediately determined that Yan Wu had committed a serious crime.

Dark and heavy!

It turned out to be a dark major funeral, which is quite troublesome among all major funerals!
There are good ways to break this entanglement. For example, first saw the threshold into three parts, with men on top and women on the bottom, then use one or two ounces of willow wood and hay, and five clay figures made of Yuede soil, and finally use the Liu Geng Talisman to suppress the deceased's tomb, and the affliction can be broken.

But the problem is that Liu Mangfan has no idea where the deceased that Yan Wu was obsessed with is.

And Yan Wu has more than one hidden sorrow!
In an instant, Liu Mangfan had no time to react. He saw his nose bleeding, his eyes becoming more and more bloodshot, and he vomited large mouthfuls of yellow bile from his mouth.

He took advantage of the situation and pulled Liu Mangfan into Yan Wu's stomach with both arms.

They were connected as one, with the front half of his body behind Yan Wu and the back half in front of Yan Wu. Liu Mangfan could even clearly feel another heartbeat coming from his body, while his own pulse was becoming weaker and weaker.

"The wild geese sink into the frost and the wings are broken~"

"The pigeon is cold and painful and flies alone~"

"Alas, the branches of the Tangdi tree have lost one~"

"The geese are crying without stopping because their wings are broken~"

"A pond with a blade of grass is like a dream~"

"The wild geese cannot fly in a flock in the autumn wind~"

Yan Wu sang an inexplicable tune.

To outsiders, the song sounds sad and melodious, almost enough to make people cry.

But to Liu Mangfan it sounded like a death sentence.

How can this be called singing a ditty?
This is to save Liu Mangfan's soul!

If you continue like this, all the energy beneath your skin will probably be drained away.

Don’t ask Liu Mangfan how he knew it. He could clearly feel his energy and blood disappearing quickly.

The so-called puppet show of Erpijiang, is it that he uses such a sinister method to refine Laopi? To be more precise, the bastard not only refines others but also refines himself!
Although Liu Mangfan had done his best to prepare himself, he still suffered a great loss because he did not know his enemy, and was defeated by Yan Wushou in just a few moves.

Yan Wu was still strolling leisurely until Liu Mangfan rolled a black talisman into a ball, stuffed it into his mouth, and chanted a spell.

"One word becomes a spirit, two words become a mountain!"

"Emperor Xi gave me the innate hexagram, and King Wen protected me with the acquired hexagram!"

"My ancestor gave me a protective spell, and I will transform into a form like my master!"

"General Firelight! General Roaring Wind! General Hunhai! Three Guardian Gods!"

"Whoever stands in my way will die! Whoever gets close to me will die!"

"The Divine Soldiers are as ordered!!!"

When this word came out, Yan Wu's tune came to an abrupt end.

It’s not that Yan Wu didn’t want to interrupt the spell, but his minor tune singing could not cover it up, and even if he could, there was no way to stop it. The target of Liu Mangfan’s spell was not Yan Wu, but himself. Liu Mangfan regarded himself as the evil spirit to be suppressed.

This time, it was Yan Wu's turn to show extreme abnormalities in his body.

His originally dense gray hair fell out in clumps, and his skinny body began to swell, as if the old skin he had blown out before had cracked in some places, and what flowed out was not blood, but pus.

"Sing! Keep singing! Ugh—If you don't let me live a good life, then we'll suffer together! Ugh—"

Liu Mangfan vomited bile and cursed.

There is no way, we are really forced to the edge of the cliff.

It is better for two people to suffer together than for one person to die.

Puppet show allows them to be temporarily connected, but this technique itself is extremely evil and against the will of heaven, so Liu Mangfan is willing to sacrifice his life and play with you.

Then, the two men, who looked like conjoined twins, suffered from their own pain. One of them had a swollen lump, as if something was pumping air into his body; the other vomited yellow fluid, wishing that all his organs, flesh, blood, and bones would be vomited out. While the two sides were at a stalemate, the big raccoon fairy and the two-skinned ghost were fighting to their heart's content.

It can be said that the big raccoon fairy was able to keep his eyes and ears open and did not suffer any loss, but it was difficult to take action. This second skin ghost was not like the evil spirits it had encountered before. It was filled with ghosts as a driving force. Strictly speaking, it was just an old skin without any ghosts inside.

But precisely because there are no ghosts, there is no good way to start, and this two-skinned ghost is made up of countless old skins, and it is unknown how many years it has been refined by Yan Wu.

Well, there is a way.

After all, the Dali Fairy has her Taoist skills, so as long as she swallows it into her stomach and slowly dissolves it with her fairy energy, it will be completely eliminated sooner or later. As a fairy, she has plenty of time.

No matter what.

The big raccoon fairy from your brother Liu's family is very picky about food and drinks.

Recalling the taste of those old skin deformities it had just swallowed, it refused to take a second bite no matter what.

Let's put it off. Anyway, my disciple is still alive. What if he manages to deal with the second cobbler? What if Xiao Zhao's sixth brother, Brother Yan, is free to come over? Let's leave this "tonic" good thing to them.
Look, the personality traits of Li Xian'er are revealed vividly.

Don't think that just because it is an immortal, or a famous immortal in the immortal book, it is bright and majestic. In fact, it is a raccoon with a strange temperament that is always unpredictable. At certain times, even if it wants its disciples to suffer, it itself does not want to suffer, and sometimes it is particularly protective of its disciples.

Unfortunately, Liu Mangfan is now facing this version, and he also understands that he cannot rely on his own old immortal for the time being.

Oh, I'm used to it.
However, Yan Wu did not expect that Liu Mangfan would be so extreme and risk his life. He thought that even if the Erpi Ghost could not defeat the Li Xian'er, he could continue to cast spells to win by quantity, and at the very least he could drag it out until Liu Mangfan was killed.

As for now? After he used puppetry to recruit Liu Mangfan, he was already in a difficult situation. It was not right to use the law, and it was even more wrong not to use the law.

"You're good at doing free work! Do you think you can win me over with this? To tell you the truth, this ability is not good enough at all!"

"You're so boastful! Is the second cobbler as stubborn as you? I don't care. I just ate too much this afternoon, so I'll vomit to avoid getting a bloated stomach!"

".Don't be so stubborn. I have turned into so many old skins, how can I not know what they went through before they died? Come, listen to my advice, the sooner you die, the sooner you will be reborn. How about I promise to give you a quick death? I promise to use your skin."

".Isn't this a coincidence? I've handled at least 18,000 serious deaths. I'll handle them gently, and help the deceased to rest in peace and exorcise the calamities. But if I run into someone who's too aggressive, I'll have a hard way to deal with him. How do you think? Doesn't my trick taste good? Don't accuse me of being disrespectful to the elderly. As long as you get rid of me, I'll immediately withdraw my power."

"With red lips and white teeth, do you think I will believe you?"

"How can you, Old Deng, guarantee that you will always keep your word?"

"Okay! You're quite capable. Let's make a gentleman's agreement. I'll count to three, two, one, and then we'll withdraw the law together, okay?"

"Let's say in advance whether there is zero or not."

"No, Yanhuang people don't lie to Yanhuang people. I'm counting down, three! Two! One!"

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"You're a fucking liar!"

"You're a fucking liar!"

"Isn't it all your fault, old Deng? Didn't I just vomit and choke on my throat?"

"I don't give a damn about you! You people from the Northeast are all big liars!"

It seems that the two people's extreme tug-of-war will not be able to determine the winner in a short period of time.

But the styles of the other games were completely opposite.

Under a patio, Zhao Sanyuan stepped on a pottery figurine of a cavalryman and straightened the dog-skin cotton hat on his head.

"Lao Kang, what the hell is this?"

"The Four Guards' Yuan Cultivation Method, there might be some high-level Taoist priests from the Zhenxian Temple here." Kang Muang wiped the mist off his glasses, fearing that his vision would be obstructed when he took action.

"High Taoist?" Zhao Sanyuan sneered. "I have also heard of the great name of Zhenxian Temple. How could they be accomplices of a rotten ass? I don't think they are high Taoists, but heretics."

Kang Muang had the same idea. Some things would not be doubted, just like no one would doubt that Lin Gong would open a opium den, and the two brothers did not believe that Zhenxian Temple would be employed by Nalan Rongcuo.

As he was speaking, a faint light flashed in the corridor ahead, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes bright, sometimes dim.

But there was no trace of evil in it, instead it was full of righteousness, and a neutral voice came from it.

"Being an accomplice to the evil? Little brother, how much do you know about the True Immortal Temple?"

(End of this chapter)