The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 73
Kuring.

What is the spirit?

Gods, elves, ghosts, spirits.

Ghosts are also souls.

Xu Ping stretched out his arm, spread his five fingers, and shouted, "Come here!"

Master Qingfeng's complexion suddenly changed.

What's going on, why does my evil spirit actually want to leave me?

The grimace in front of him froze for an instant and stopped attacking. Uncle Jiu was also puzzled.

But Ghostface stopped attacking, which was a good opportunity.

The mahogany sword in his hand glowed with a dazzling golden light, like a golden crow under the scorching sun, invisible to the eyes.

"Shh!"

The mahogany sword slashed down, blowing with a strong wind, and the surrounding weeds suddenly fell outward, surging like sea waves.

The huge inertia brought Uncle Jiu forward, but he didn't want the charged attack to miss unexpectedly, and he slashed on a pile of air, leading his footsteps to stagger.

Dangerous!
In an instant, he felt a chill in his vest, and hurriedly stabilized his figure, facing the field, and put on a defensive posture.

"what?"

The scene in front of him made him unable to react for a long time.

The grimace that was still in front of him just now flew towards Xu Ping quickly, hanging in front of him, and did not launch an attack.

Then, the seven ghost faces spun in the air, and the ghost faces were facing Old Daoist Qingfeng, grinning ferociously at him who was also stunned in place.

"Crack..."

In the next second, the pillars of smoke that were condensed like thick ink made noises one after another, and unexpectedly broke and dissipated.

And in Xu Ping's open palm, a cloud of black smoke condensed and split into seven smoke columns, connecting the seven grimaces hanging in front of him.

"You, what are you..." Qingfeng old man murmured in a daze.

Xu Ping smiled lightly, and said flatly, "Go, crush him."

Xu Ping's plain voice reached Qingfeng Laodao's ears, no less than a death call.

What he was most proud of in his life was that he had practiced the Seven Evil Soul Saving Body Art. He never expected that this young man in front of him, who he thought was ordinary, would crack it with just two words.

run!
This is the only thought left in Daoist Qingfeng's mind.

He looked indignant and determined: "Okay, you actually took away my ghost spirit, and the poor will live with you forever."

As he spoke, he waved his plain hand and spilled a large piece of talismans.

Confusion curse.

The two were only lost for a moment, and when they saw the old Taoist in front of them, Sa Yazi ran wildly and ran away.

This... am I farting when I say that if I say that I will let you die, I will let you die.

Xu Ping's eyes froze.

The seven grimaces came through the air, and the old man was caught up in an instant, and he fell down with a ferocious mouth.

"what!"

Seven grimaces bit his arms, shoulders, back, waist, and thighs at the same time.

Immediately, a large piece of flesh and blood was torn off viciously.

Qingfeng Laodao fell to the ground in response, crawled on the ground, still crawling forward desperately.

But neither Xu Ping, Uncle Jiu, nor the seven grimaces would let him go.

The grimace fell, and pieces of flesh and blood were torn off, and the white bones could be seen faintly.

"die!"

Xu Ping snarled, and seven grimaces fell down at the same time, biting the old man's neck on the ground.

Just when he was about to manipulate the grimace and tear apart the flesh and blood there, Xu Ping suddenly thought of something, and his thoughts stopped for a moment.

At the same time, Uncle Nine held a mahogany sword and moved forward quickly. A mahogany sword was stabbed into his vest fiercely, and blood spurted out immediately.

The old Taoist, who was bloody and bloody on the ground, let out another scream and died completely.

But at this time, Xu Ping manipulated his grimace and gnawed his flesh and blood.

"..."

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Uncle Jiu exhaled heavily and stood there for a long time.

"Thank you."

When Xu Ping came over, Uncle Jiu said something softly.

Gu Nianhua has been watching from a distance, and now even if she sees such a miserable situation, she can still keep her expression on her face. After a lot of experience, she is used to it.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Xu Ping smiled sincerely, but didn't respond.

Although he didn't know what happened, but hearing his angry appearance just now, Xu Ping knew in his heart that there was something stuck in his heart.

He is still willing to do things that are beautiful for adults.

There will always be rewards, so why bother.

After a moment of silence, Uncle Jiu calmed down, looked at the grimaces lingering in the air, and said in a deep voice, "What should they do?"

They are all poor people.

But at this time, it was refined into a ghost spirit, feeding on evil spirits, with only simple consciousness and no independent thinking at all.

In layman's terms, it cannot be reincarnated.

Xu Ping's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't answer his words.

On the spread five fingers, a ball of evil spirit lingered, driven by Xu Ping, the seven grimaces returned quickly, and the ball-like evil spirit was covered with hideous grimaces.

He pondered for a moment, then spit out a word lightly.

"burst!"

Immediately, with a pinch of five fingers, the evil spirit shattered, and the grimace immediately made a piercing scream. In the next second, the evil spirit dissipated into the air along with the seven ghost faces.

It's just that the reverberation, the cry that has not dissipated for a while, and the deep emotions buried in it, I don't know whether it is unwillingness or relief.

……

At night, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Wang Yuanwai was instructing the housekeeper to prepare for his daughter's wedding, discussing some specific matters.

Wang Shuang'er was mostly healed at this time, and Zhang Huairen explained the cause and effect to his father in detail, and finally made him change his mind again.

"Remember, Uncle Nine and Mr. Xu in Renjia Town are all distinguished guests, and they must be arranged at the main table. You must not neglect them."

"Yes, sir."

"Also, please invite them to come here one day in advance. I specially bought a car from the provincial capital and asked the driver to pick them up."

"Yes, sir."

Wang Yuanwai was still contemplating what he had missed, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Uncle Jiu is a cultivator, so he should not be good at women, but Mr. Xu is young and promising, as the saying goes, people don't waste youth by flirtatiousness, so I will arrange for him at that time." The two girls must be innocent."

"Where can I find this?" the butler raised his head and asked.

A girl from an innocent family would definitely not do such a thing. It might be difficult to find an innocent girl in a kiln.

You still ask me about this matter... Wang Yuanwai's face darkened, and he was about to reprimand him when he heard a mournful voice from outside.

Immediately, there were servants and guardians who shouted in unison: "The bandits, the bandits from Heifengzhai, come here."

"boom!"

"boom!"

The gunshots continued, accompanied by a cry of pain.

There was a commotion in the Wang family compound.

The butler was the first to react, and shouted loudly to the outside: "Protect the master, hurry up, protect the master."

Just as he was shouting, a figure came in at the door, it was the concierge who was blind in one eye.

"My surname is Wang, you insult me ​​and bully me, I want your family to be ruined."

Wang Yuanwai got up abruptly, the teacup in his hand fell quickly, and said angrily, "You are the one who brought the bandits here."

The concierge sneered, and slowly raised the long spear in his hand: "You are wrong. You spared my life and gave me a chance to take revenge with my own hands."

The cold sweat dripped from Wang Yuanwai's forehead instantly.

He never expected that a moment of soft-heartedness would cause disaster for himself.

But what he didn't know was that even without the concierge, the bandits had already targeted him.

Originally, Baiyun cooperated with the outside and could reduce the movement to a minimum, but now, it can only be forced.

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, Wang Yuanwai suddenly reacted, stretched out his hand into his arms, no matter how many paper figurines he pinched, and threw it into the air forcefully.

"Xu Ping, save me."

In an instant, paper figurines filled the sky covered the entrance of the cave, and also covered the eyes of the porter.

He was startled and shot subconsciously. After the gunshot, he saw a paper man looking down at the bullet in his chest, not knowing what to say.

Seeing this scene, the concierge was startled, his hairs stood on end.

He instantly remembered the scene where the man subdued the cat demon.

He wanted to run away, but in the next second, the hall was already full of paper figurines.

"Wow!"

A group of paper figurines rushed over like wolves and tigers, and the concierge only had time to pull the trigger again. After a gunshot, they were already submerged by paper figurines like a tide.

The tide-like paper man ran over him and rushed out, looking for the culprits everywhere.

And where the porter stood, there was only a pool of blood and a few pieces of residual human tissue, nothing else.

Staring blankly at the paper figurines swarming out, Wang Yuanwai realized later, and said in his mouth, "Young Master Xu is really a god-man."

(End of this chapter)