On June 12, the sky was slightly bright.
Xin Mao time: auspicious
Suitable for: groundbreaking, traveling, encoffining, and burial.
When the white flags were floating and the sound of tinkling came from far away, a long procession set out from the Yizhuang, wearing white mourning clothes, and everyone from the Zheng family arrived.
The sad atmosphere spread among the team. Zheng You, the leader holding the spiritual tablet, looked haggard. It was obvious that he had not rested well in the past few days.
At this time, Uncle Jiu and Su Qi burned incense, bathed, and formally put on Taoist robes. Judging from their appearance alone, their appearance was outstanding and heroic, and they were convincing at a glance.
When they came to the tomb site they had chosen before, except for the term "killing master land", Uncle Jiu was really boasting. The more he talked about it, the more mysterious it became, which meant that the money was not given in vain.
Isn't this the case for many rich people? Anyway, everyone in the Zheng family became more and more excited as they listened, and Zheng You, the young new head of the family, also had a look in his eyes. After all, who doesn't want more?
"..., it can ensure the prosperity of the family and soar up to 90,000 miles. Therefore, this point is also called 'Kunpeng Point'!"
"Okay, that's a good name. Uncle Jiu, you are worthy of being the most famous Feng Shui master in this country!"
Uncle Jiu accepted the compliments unceremoniously, saying that he was professional in choosing names.
"Here, set up the table, paper, ink, pen, sword..."
At present, uncle Ninth has to come to do the work, especially in this kind of master-killing place. Su Qi, the tool man, can only do it, build the foundation in a hundred days, and there is another name, Tao Tong!
When the peach wood sword is picked up, a large amount of yellow paper flies around. Holding the sword in one hand, the flames are generated out of thin air. The other hand is holding a pen to draw, and a little aura is a talisman.
Amid everyone's exclamations, strong winds sprang up, and the entire sky suddenly became extremely dark, as if a heavenly dog swallowed the sun. Uncle Jiu was not surprised at all. Instead, he muttered words, and the sound of scriptures buzzed in his ears.
This miracle also amazed everyone present, indicating that they really found the right person this time.
However, Su Qi, the only one with doubts on his face, raised his head to look at the sky, feeling a little surprised in his heart: "Is the second-grade flying sand talisman so powerful? Or is Master's Taoism improved again?"
In a single thought, if you can create a vision that blocks out the sky and the sun, as if a heavenly dog swallowed the moon, let alone the Yin God, even the Yang God will not be able to do it!
In fact, at this time, Uncle Jiu may be the only one who truly understands everything. With his Yin Shen cultivation, he looked straight ahead and said lightly: "Your Excellency, you really dare to come, but such illusions are really difficult to achieve. Hall."
The truth was revealed in one word. In Uncle Jiu's eyes, it was daylight and only the Flying Sand Talisman was working. Where did the Tengu swallow the moon come from?
In the violent wind and sand, a gray-robed figure stepped forward vaguely, their eyes met, and in the blink of an eye, invisible fluctuations spread out in the air.
With a muffled cry, the gray-robed figure was obviously at a disadvantage. He half-revealed the robe that covered his face, and looked directly at Uncle Jiu with a thin and old face and a falcon-like gaze.
"Yin Shen Dacheng is amazing! But what I didn't expect even more was that you dared to touch the Killing Master!"
Obviously, this person also travels all over the country. Looking at Uncle Jiu's layout, he knows that this place is extremely dangerous, not only for him, but also for the person who is in charge of the practice now.
"It's rare to see many strange things. Now that you're here, let's stay!"
Uncle Jiu obviously didn't want to talk nonsense. The peach wood sword rose in the air and instantly turned into a stream of light and shot towards the opponent.
boom!
The withered palm collided with it, and the power of Yin Shen Dacheng poured out, causing the skinny old man to fly away like straw. Two white-haired zombies jumped behind him and caught him.
"You are worthy of being a Yin Shen Grandmaster, but in order to secure this killer place, you are probably unable to move even now, right?" The gray-robed old man saw that Uncle Jiu still hadn't moved a step, so he had no choice but to kill him with the Taomu Flying Sword. He couldn't help but chuckle. laughed.
No one can help Uncle Jiu now. Su Qi and the Zheng family still have illusions before their eyes. The two white-haired zombies jumped out and rushed to the other side.
The old man in gray robe blocked Uncle Jiu's peach wood flying sword. Although he was no match for Uncle Jiu, at this moment, he seemed to be risking his life to stop him.
At this time, Su Qi, who was still deep in the illusion, had the red feather gun in his hand at some point, and the sound of the chirping fire phoenix above echoed in his ears.
Looking at the spear in his hand as a warning, the cold hairs on his arms had all stood up at some point. He suddenly raised his head, and his keen sense of combat directly led Su Qi to sweep out the red feather spear.
boom! boom!
The spear collided with the two bodies, and Su Qi took an arrow step and headed straight into the looming space ahead.
The battles that broke out on the two battlefields were one-sided. Bai Zhan was no match for Su Qi, and the old man in gray robe seemed to be unable to withstand Uncle Jiu's peach wood flying sword, but the smile on his face became more and more numerous.
A hoarse voice sounded: "Here comes the paper!"
Several paper figures descended from the sky, almost lifelike bodies. Each one was three feet tall. They looked like dwarfs, but they were extremely powerful. They knocked out the coffin carriers and carried Mr. Zheng's coffin directly into the distance. Escape.
Such cooperation also surprised Uncle Jiu: "Are you a papermaker?"
"What do you think? I wonder if Daoist Master Lin is satisfied with my hand?"
The skinny old man stretched out his arms and transformed into a pair of paper scissors, instantly clamping the mahogany flying sword, sparks flying like a stalemate. It must be said that this paper really has a hand.
Until now, Uncle Jiu, who had not moved a step, showed no surprise except for being a little surprised by the identity of the papermaker. On the contrary, he suddenly said:
"Since you know this is the master-killing land, do you know how to get rid of it?"
"So what if you know? So what if you don't know? Even if you have a plan, this old man's body is still a paper man. Before I arrive and my blood has not been lost, what else can you do?"
Knowing that there is a trap here, how could this papermaker come in his true form? His whole body in gray robe is now completely transformed into a paper figure without any concealment.
"But, all I need is your breath!"
An inexplicable smile suddenly appeared on Uncle Jiu's face. He made magic spells with his hands, and a large number of formation patterns suddenly appeared under his feet. At the same time, a large number of formation patterns appeared under the feet of the paper man opposite.
"change!"
With a movement, the light flickered, and the paper man reappeared on the ground where the killer had been.
"You, you have always wanted to use me to fill the hole!" The paper man's horrified voice sounded. His face was anthropomorphic. He looked at the many evil spirits emerging around him and struggled: "I will not die. I will lose one at most. It’s just a paper body.”
"Cause and effect are involved. Following the breath, your body will lose at least half of its life. As for the coffin just now, look at it, what is it?"
Uncle Jiu took out a palm-sized bag from his waist and flew out a coffin. Seeing this, he didn't know where the paper man was that was going to die in the end. He hunted geese all day long, but was eventually pecked and blinded by the geese.
When the last screams suddenly stopped, in a cave about dozens of miles away, there were also screams, and each paper man fell into silence.
As the substitutes continued to be replaced, when a ray of soul returned to the real body, the papermaker's eyes suddenly opened. However, the power of the killing master was too great, and his eyes exploded instantly, and even his body collapsed.
About a quarter of an hour later, the body that was just a puddle of mud suddenly started to move, because a coffin was brought in from outside the cave. Several paper figures had just opened it, and the bright firelight instantly flooded the entire cave.
Several more paper figures were destroyed, and even some zombies took over. A scream sounded outside the cave: "Explosives? Lin Fengjiao, can't you afford it?"
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"Master, you are really powerful. You have solved the opponent now? Is it no problem to kill Master?" Su Qiqian picked two white zombies. When they dissipated from the illusion, they happened to see the death of the paper people, and Zheng The old man's real coffin was also buried.
"There is no problem with killing the master, but the papermaker probably still has a breath of life. The tradition of papermaking has a long history, and some life-saving methods are normal. It's just that this time, he has truly forged a deadly feud." Uncle Jiu thought for a moment. , said.
He turned to look at the Zheng family members who were swaying around, and said with a smile: "Everyone, there was a bit of noise just now, but Mr. Zheng has been buried successfully, and you can pay your respects."
"Oh, ok, ok!"
Everyone was in shock, feeling as if it was the end of the world just now, which made them look at Uncle Jiu with even more awe.
With Zheng You taking the lead, after the Zheng family began to worship, Uncle Jiu's body suddenly stopped as he turned around. He seemed to have remembered something and asked Su Qi: "Did you tamper with that fake coffin?"
"Hey, I asked Captain Awei for a few grenades to put inside. I don't know if they will be useful." Su Qi smiled shyly, and Uncle Jiu also became happy, and said bluntly: "There is news between the cloned paper man and the original deity." There should be a time difference in the delivery, it just depends on whether the guy's life is really that big."
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That night, the Zheng family held a banquet and invited Uncle Jiu, Su Qi and some elders from Renjia Town. As the guests enjoyed themselves, Su Qi naturally received the reward.
Three hundred oceans, presented by Zheng You personally in front of everyone, not only enhanced Uncle Jiu's reputation, but of course, his reputation as a filial son would probably spread throughout Renjia Town the next day.
Everyone got what they needed and there was nothing wrong with them. Seeing that it was getting late, Su Qi and Uncle Jiu said goodbye and left.
The two of them just walked around the street. Instead of returning to Yizhuang, they came to the cemetery where Mr. Zheng was buried.
"Master, do you think he will come?"
"You mean the paper tie maker, or?"
Uncle Jiu laughed, and they waited for about an hour. Under the moonlight, which was half covered by clouds, a sneaky figure in black carried a hoe and headed straight to the cemetery.
The two cheered up and squatted on one side, watching quietly as this man waved his hoe crazily.
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