King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 29
"Yeah...yeah..."

The crow rolled its black eyes and flapped its wings to fly from the grave.

There are many shadows in the trees, and the crescent moon is on the top of the branches.In the dim light, Han Yujue walked among the cemeteries alone.

As the wind blew, Han Yujue suddenly slashed sideways with his sword.

A few half-person-high grasses on the head of the grave suddenly broke into two pieces.

"What, it turned out to be grass..."

Han Yujue continued to move forward.

Originally, in the business of killers, I have never seen any ferocious living people. As long as the dead do not turn into ghosts, they are just dead.Although she didn't dare to watch horror movies before, she didn't believe in ghosts either. It was only because she had seen Xu Qianqian in this world that she had to be careful now.

In fact, Han Yujue had killed too many people, and his evil spirit was so strong that ordinary wandering ghosts dared not show themselves in front of her.

"Xu Qianqian's tomb...found."

Among the mass graves, these words were written crookedly on a broken piece of wood.

"Namo Amitabha."

"Who?!"

Han Yujue quickly turned around and pointed his sword directly behind him.

a monk?
The round bald head hangs down, the face is glowing with blue light, wearing a red cassock, holding a Buddhist bead, and his feet are floating.

The monk slowly drifted towards Han Yujue.

"Benefactor, your sins are serious and you urgently need to be purified..."

Han Yujue's little heart twisted. Compared with Xu Qianqian, this one didn't look so scary.

"I'm going my own way. Whether the crime is serious or not, it has nothing to do with you? Become a Buddha quickly!"

After finishing speaking, Han Yujue swung his sword, and the fire hit the monk with the wind, but it passed through it directly, and knocked down the big tree behind him with a bang!
"Ah! Ah!" The noisy flock of crows flew up from the trees, blocking the moonlight.

"50 people, 100 people, 200 people... The benefactor has caused so many murders, I can only send you to hell... Amitabha..." The monk drifted closer and closer, and a maggot crawled out of his empty eyes.

Physical attacks are useless!Han Yujue quickly stretched out his hand, shaking the white jade bracelet desperately.

A burst of white light flashed, and the Buddhist beads held in the monk's hand emitted a golden light, which canceled out the white light!

"This old man was also an eminent monk who attained the Tao before he was alive, but he was killed by thieves. The Buddha's teachings are boundless, and you murderers are quickly purified by the Buddha's voice! Nanwu Nanwu Nanwu Nanwu Nanwu..."

A series of Buddha's names floated out from the monk's purple mouth, turned into large golden characters, and flew towards Han Yujue!

"Wind surge!" Han Yujue chanted the mantra, and the strong wind swept over, and the soil mixed with ashes flew up, and the large golden characters in the air also turned into smoke and were blown away by the wind.

However, the sound of the monk's continuous chanting of "Nan Wu" echoed overwhelmingly in the valley, rushing into Han Yujue's eardrums, and she felt her head was going to explode!
"It hurts..." Han Yujue covered his ears, and blood flowed from his eyes and nose.

If this continues, she will bleed to death from all seven orifices!
Han Yujue had a splitting headache and couldn't think at all, so he had to use the wooden sword as a crutch to support himself, turned and walked to the other side.

The sound of the Buddha's chant became louder and louder, almost overwhelming Han Yujue, blood from eyes, nose and mouth dripped onto the mud floor.

"Hahahahaha!"

A burst of laughter suddenly came from the top of his head, which immediately overwhelmed the gloomy Buddha's name echoing in his mind!

"The holy dragon has the way, and the heaven and the earth borrow the law!"

The figure passed by, and with the deafening thunder, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, directly hitting the resentful soul who killed people in the name of Buddha!

"My old man purifies the evil in the world, why are you meddling in your own business!"

"Hahahaha, let your fart go!"

The monk let out a scream, turned into a puff of blue smoke and sank to the ground, and the gloomy Buddha's call stopped immediately.

Han Yujue came to his senses, reached out to wipe off the blood on his face, and concentrated on seeing who saved him.

I saw a scruffy uncle with a sparse beard sitting proudly on the tombstone in front of him picking his feet, with a huge sword on his shoulder.A dragon holding a bead is tattooed on the body of the sword, and a golden word "Holy" is engraved in the middle.

"Little girl, don't think that you have some ability to run into this Shadow Valley in the middle of the night. Your powerful tricks are useless. If a person with a high cultivation level turns into a ghost after death, only the ghost spell can stop it they."

After picking his feet, the sloppy uncle took out another wine jug and poured wine into his mouth.

"Thank you." Han Yujue stared at the huge sword.

She remembered that in the brief description of the Holy Dragon Academy in the book, it was mentioned that the weapons of the great instructors of the academy all have a common feature, that is, there is a dragon with a bead around a word "Holy" engraved on it.

It seems that in addition to a false alarm tonight, he also bumped into an incredible person by luck!
"Don't come again!" The slovenly uncle jumped to the ground, with some props jingling on his body, and swaggered past Han Yujue.

"Wait!" Just kidding, how could he let him go like this!

Han Yujue grabbed the sloppy uncle's clothes, which were greasy and hadn't been washed for an unknown number of days.

"What else is there? I only like mature women, and I hate girls of seventeen or eighteen like you the most. I'm in trouble." The sloppy uncle said impatiently.

Han Yujue was speechless, he didn't really think that he wanted to agree with him...Although this sloppy uncle is neurotic, he can only have a good relationship with him now.

She smiled sweetly: "Don't look at me as a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. My name is Han Yujue, and I am the richest patriarch of the Han family in Chifeng Kingdom. Dare I ask uncle, oh no, the hero's surname is What name? I will definitely reward the hero."

"No name!" The sloppy uncle waved his hand and walked forward without looking back.

"Oh, no name hero!" Han Yujue displayed his acting skills, his eyes sparkling like stars.

When the sloppy uncle heard it, he almost fell down.

Han Yujue followed him closely: "I know that a hero without a name must be dismissive of money. In fact, I also yearn to be a demon-subduing master who is not trapped by money and has both spiritual and martial arts!"

The uncle with no name snorted and scolded: "You little girls, chattering, full of curiosity, be your daughter, why are you in such a hurry to seek death?"

Although the words are rough, they are also kind.

Of course Han Yujue would not accept this, she had already made up her mind to rely on this unnamed uncle.

"It's just that I didn't know to use the ghost spell. If someone had taught me earlier, with my strength, I wouldn't be in that kind of danger." She said aggrievedly.

"So what if I taught you, one mountain is still higher, the avenue is endless, and in the end it's just floating clouds." No Name picked his nose disdainfully.

"I have a heart of seeking Tao, and the world can learn from it." Han Yujue said nonsense in a serious manner. "I don't know where the hero is practicing, can you accept me as an apprentice?"

No name stopped, looked at the sword on his shoulder, then looked at Han Yujue, and smiled: "Little girl, so you have this purpose."

Before Han Yujue could answer, he picked his nose and continued, "I tell you, give up on this, I won't recommend you."

(End of this chapter)