The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

第159章痛揍情敌
Although Qiu Sheng knocked Michelin down, Michelin, who fell to the ground, suddenly turned over and stood up, then ran on all fours like a wild beast.

Michelin on four legs was much faster than on two legs at this moment, like a living leopard, and in the blink of an eye only his back was left.

Seeing this scene, Ren Dalong, who had just been wailing over the death of Peacock Mage, became a little anxious:

"Wife, where are you going? Wait for me, please wait for me..."

As he said this, he wanted to chase after him, but Michelin was so fast that he could only see his back at most.

Watching the farce here.

After making such clear preparations, he suddenly failed. It was impossible for Uncle Jiu not to feel disappointed.

But now that things have come to this, there is no point in saying anything.

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu suddenly stopped drawing the talisman:
"Now that Sister Lian is about to give birth, if the demon child wants to be born smoothly, he can only go to a place he is familiar with."

"Nowadays, the Marshal's Mansion is the only place he is most familiar with, and I'm afraid that is also the place where he has long been prepared for his birth. This time, he must not be allowed to be reborn in a borrowed body!"

When he said this, Uncle Jiu's face suddenly became serious.

Then, he took out a talisman and stuffed it into the wooden bottle, blocking the bottle mouth.

The next moment, he took out a long suitcase from the backpack he had taken from the side.

Look inside the box.

I only saw what was inside the small box, which turned out to be a very old whisk.

Seeing this scene, Zhe Gu couldn't help but exclaimed, and then looked at the old whisk in surprise:
"Wow, Brother, you even took out the Master's whisk. You really spent a lot of money this time!"

As they were once brothers in the same school, she naturally knew how much Uncle Jiu valued this life.

It can almost be said that it is burned with incense and worshipped every day, and it is a treasure among treasures.

Unexpectedly, this time because of the Michelin incident, Uncle Jiu actually took down the whisk early.

It's really hard for him as an old lover.

After hearing what Zhe Gu said, although her tone was normal and she seemed a little surprised, Uncle Jiu could hear a hint of sarcasm in her voice:

"Hehehe... This is just in case, just in case..."

When he said this, he just rolled up the dust in his hand, and then said seriously:
"Our goal this time is to save Lian Mei's life and at the same time drive the demon child out of Lian Mei's body."

"It's getting late now. I'm afraid he has already arrived at the Marshal's Mansion. He should have prepared something. We should all be cautious!"

Uncle Jiu felt a little embarrassed because the whole good situation was ruined because of his momentary thought.

After all, it was Qiu Sheng and Wencai who messed things up in the past, and now that he finally had an opportunity, he messed it up himself.

Just thinking about it makes me feel guilty.

But given the situation at the time, if he really couldn't stop himself, Michelin would probably suffer serious injuries even if he survived.

This was the only choice he could make.

Seeing Uncle Jiu holding the whisk in his hand with a serious look on his face, Zhe Gu nodded reluctantly and then agreed:

"Well, let's go!"

After the words fell, Uncle Jiu and Aunt Zhe each took out their own treasures, and then led the way towards the Marshal's Mansion.

It must be extremely difficult for demons and monsters to be born.

A creature with natural demonic nature like the Seventh Demon Child needs a suitable mother and a special place when it is born.

Only a place that has been contaminated by evil spirits can block the secrets of heaven.

Otherwise, if he randomly chose a place to be born, he might be struck by lightning from the sky when he was born.

I don’t know if this thunder was struck by a god, but there is a great possibility that it will be a bolt of lightning.

Therefore, the Seventh Demon Child would never dare to gamble!

Seeing Uncle Jiu and Aunt Zhe leaving with their respective magical instruments, Qiu Sheng looked into the distance as if he had remembered something:

"Oh, my seventh uncle, you are still sleeping at this hour. You are almost out of tune with the excitement."

When he said this, he climbed up the slope and carefully woke up his seventh uncle. Then, he pushed his wheelchair and ran towards the Marshal's Mansion.

Seeing that everyone disappeared in the blink of an eye, Marshal Ren also wanted to follow them.

But after he ran two steps, he turned back and came to the side of Peacock Mage. Then he patted Peacock Mage's chest and said:
"Master, don't worry. I promised to offer gold and silver, so I will not cheat you. This year I will definitely send five times the offering to where you live."

"Not only that, as long as I am alive, a certain amount of offerings will be sent to your sect every year. Rest in peace..."

After he finished speaking, Ren Dalong stood up and followed the crowd, running towards the Marshal's Mansion:
"Wait for me, please wait for me..."

Arrived at the gate of the Marshal's Mansion.

Looking closely, he saw that there was not a single lantern flickering in the Marshal's Mansion.

No one knew if it was an illusion, but everyone vaguely felt that the entire Marshal's Mansion had a gloomy and eerie feeling at the moment.

I saw this dark Marshal’s Mansion.

For a moment, Ren Dalong, who followed from behind, couldn't help but get a little angry:

"What's going on? Where are the guards? Where is the housekeeper? What's wrong with these people? Do they just eat and do nothing all day?"

Looking at the somewhat angry Ren Dalong, Uncle Jiu seemed to have figured something out and sighed softly:
"I'm afraid the steward and guards in the Marshal's Mansion have all been murdered..."

At this point, there is actually no need for the demon boy to disguise himself. His first goal is to be born into the world.

So it requires a lot of blood and life, and these are exactly what these guards and butlers have.

After all, what could be more spiritual than a human being?

Hearing this, Ren Dalong couldn't help but take a breath:
"Hiss...are all the guards dead?"

Just thinking about it, Ren Dalong couldn't help but shudder subconsciously, looking a little scared:

"I don't care, Douchiying, it's all your fault that my wife is like this. If you don't save her, I will never forgive you!"

When it came to this, Ren Dalong simply acted like a rogue and insisted on relying on Uncle Jiu for help.

After all, Douchi Yingcai is an expert in dealing with weird things, and he is not even a beginner.

He can only send soldiers and shoot guns and so on. The two sides' expertise is not related!

Looking at the rogue Ren Dalong, Uncle Jiu shook his head, then took the peach wood sword and walked carefully towards the Marshal's Mansion:

"Don't worry, now that I'm here, I will definitely not let Sister Lian be violated by that evildoer."

"Besides, if you hadn't been so ignorant of people and invited that evil maid into your home, why would Sister Lian have to suffer such an injustice?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's question, Ren Dalong blushed immediately, and then he argued, "How could I know that a maid who takes care of a pregnant woman would talk about such weird things?"

"If I had known this earlier, I would have sent soldiers to kill him!"

When he said this, Ren Dalong seemed to remember something, and he felt a flash of inspiration in his mind:
"Eh? How about I go and mobilize the troops!"

His military camp was stationed just outside the town. He only needed to give a call and the nearest guard battalion would immediately come back to support him.

Seeing Ren Dalong's clever look, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but say unhappily:

"Mobilize troops? What troops? Even if your troops are mobilized, what will happen?"

"Did Lian Mei collapse as well? Or do you want to bring out your red cannon and fire two shots to blow up the Marshal's Mansion?"

When he said this, Uncle Jiu's expression turned a little ugly:
"If I didn't need to worry about it, I would have dealt with the Seventh Generation Demon Child a long time ago. Why would I need to look for help everywhere?"

He had read through many Maoshan secret techniques, so naturally he knew many ways to deal with this kind of demon child.

However, if we add to these the prerequisite of not harming the mother, then the difficulty increases greatly.

Hearing Uncle Jiu say this, Ren Dalong couldn't help but feel deflated:

"Yeah, I can't fire at my own mansion..."

Seeing the deflated Ren Dalong, Uncle Jiu ignored him. Then he and Zhe Gu made their way to the main hall of the Marshal's Mansion.

And right behind them.

Qiu Sheng pushed Song Feng's wheelchair stealthily and hung it at the back, and the two of them were even whispering to each other.

"In the past, when we got into trouble, the master would be very angry, but at that time we didn't know what that felt like."

"As a result. Now that the good situation has been ruined by Master's momentary thought, I know how Master feels about us."

Hearing Qiu Sheng's complaints, Song Feng couldn't help but laugh, and then he said softly:
“It’s a good experience to be able to put yourself in your master’s shoes and understand how he feels.”

"But after all, she is your master's old lover. It is normal for her to take things into consideration while casting a spell."

"After all, Bai Yueguang's lethality is terrifyingly strong. Sometimes even Bai Yueguang himself cannot match her..."

When facing Bai Yueguang, what he fears is not that the other person becomes ordinary when they meet ten years later, but that Bai Yueguang is dying and begging him for help ten years later.

Under such circumstances where the filter is not removed, anyone would go crazy. For Uncle Jiu to be able to do this, he is already quite restrained.

Hearing what his seventh uncle said, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but laugh a few times, and then glanced at Zhe Gu who was wearing a large flowered jacket next to him:

"Hehe, even if it's an old lover, there's nothing he can do. The one who has the last laugh is Uncle Zhegu."

What white moonlight and old lover, these are basically some spiritual things, but Uncle Zhegu slept with his own master.

The one who gets the person is the winner!

After all, no matter whether the forced cucumber is sweet or not, it can still quench your thirst.

Drive straight ahead.

The entire Marshal's Mansion was extremely quiet, and there wasn't even a single person on the street.

Walk to the main hall.

Looking closely, they only saw the bodies of servants and soldiers from the Marshal's Mansion, piled on both sides of the hall.

And their blood all gathered towards the center.

Indistinctly, the huge living room now looked not like a place to receive guests, but rather like the underworld.

Look towards the innermost part.

At this moment, Michelin was already lying in the center of the pool of blood, absorbing the endless flow of blood.

Faintly, Michelin's body turned red and looked like a piece of burning charcoal.

Seeing this, Ren Dalong became anxious:

“…Wife!!”

When he said this, he subconsciously wanted to rush over, but was hugged by Wencai who had been standing behind him:

"Calm down, calm down, Marshal, calm down!"

Fortunately, Wencai had the foundation of spiritual practice and was able to hug Ren Dalong, otherwise he would have been going to die again.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu and Aunt Zhe looked at each other, then bit their index fingers and pointed them together, while the other hand formed a sword gesture:

"The sky and the earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law!" ×2
As Uncle Jiu and Aunt Zhe cast a spell together, they walked into the main hall in the Seven Star Steps like mandarin ducks with telepathic connection.

Faintly, there seemed to be a strange power emanating from them.

next moment.

I only saw Uncle Jiu suddenly bite his right finger, and then flicked the blood out with his sword finger:
"Snapped!"

Then the blood was seen, as if it had a strange power, and it burst into flames when it was thrown into the main hall.

"Rumble..."

next moment.

Michelin, who had just absorbed blood peacefully, suddenly stood up:
"Damn Taoist priest, it's you again!"

"You guys ruined my business again!"

Looking at the ferocious demon child of the seventh generation occupying Lian Mei's body, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but sneer:
"You want to perform a blood sacrifice in front of me. Are you underestimating me?"

If someone else had prepared for three to five years, or even more than ten years, and the bloodstains were left secretly, it would be fine if he hadn't discovered it.

But if someone dared to perform a blood sacrifice in front of him, and if he succeeded, then his reputation as Taoist Yimei would be disgraced even to the Maoshan headquarters.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's ridicule, Michelin suddenly rushed over, looking like a desperate person:

"You deserve to die, you all deserve to die!!"

He finally managed to use a blood sacrifice to be born early, but he didn't expect that his plan would be ruined by these two stinky Taoist priests.

Looking at Michelin flying over, Uncle Jiu and Aunt Zhe still pointed their index fingers together and attacked:
"Look at the power of my Mandarin Duck Twins Technique!"

As Zhe Gu laughed loudly, he kicked Michelin with his hands and feet, causing him to retreat repeatedly:

"I'll fight! I'll fight! I'll fight, fight, fight!"

While beating Michelin hard, the expression on Zhegu's face seemed very happy.

It feels so good to beat up your love rival!
(End of this chapter)