Kung Fu Panda Breaking Through Marvel

Chapter 107 You are greedy for my body!Pen Fairy Dong Xiaoyu
Uncle Jiu said in a deep voice, "Prepare paper, pen, ink and sword!"

He opened the altar, mixed ink with rooster blood, poured it into the ink fountain, and handed it to Qiu Sheng: "Play it on the top of the coffin, the whole coffin must be played!"

"I know Master."

When Uncle Jiu left, Qiu Sheng put the ink fountain on the table and said, "Wen Cai, go and catch two roosters, the older the better!"

Wen Cai scratched his head, puzzled: "Brother, didn't Master tell you to play the coffin, why did you catch the rooster? Do you want to drink chicken soup at night?"

"You'll find out later."

10 minute later.

Qiu Sheng put the ink fountain on the table, picked up a brush and dipped it in cinnabar mixed with rooster blood, and began to draw symbols, more than 100 strokes in total.

Flowing clouds and water, in one go!
Then they found dozens of thick and long iron nails and soaked them in the blood of the rooster.

"Wen Cai, open the coffin!"

The two opened the coffin, and pasted seventy-seven and forty-nine corpse-preventing charms on the old man Ren.

Close the coffin lid and fill the entire coffin with the ink fountain line, even the bottom of the coffin.

Immediately afterwards, eight or eight 64 corpse-preventing charms were pasted on the coffin, and the coffin was nailed firmly with iron nails.

Then the remaining cinnabar, ink, and rooster blood were mixed together and used as paint to paint the coffin.

Finally, a bundle of hemp rope was found to tie the coffin tightly.

"That's it!"

Looking at the brand new coffin in front of him, Qiu Sheng was very satisfied.

There are two layers of corpse talismans inside and outside, 81 ink fountain lines in ninety-nine, 36 coffin nails in sixty-six, and coffin sealing paint.

He couldn't believe it, Mr. Ren could still crawl out of the coffin!

"Wencai, I'm leaving." He had to rush back to Renjia Town and head to Renfu.

Tonight he lived in Ren's mansion, and he didn't sleep all night, keeping vigilant all the time.

In case the old master Ren really came out of the coffin, with him around, nothing would happen to Ren's mansion.

Whether it's martial arts or xianxia, ​​the most important thing is the word "Xia".

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Now that you have practiced Taoism and learned martial arts, you must kill demons and demons to protect the safety of the common people.

As long as the safety of the Ren Mansion can be guaranteed, so what if you don't sleep all night?

"Brother, don't leave when it's dark, what if you run into a ghost?" Wen Cai was a little scared.

Living with zombies, and it's not the kind of purple zombies that drive corpses, but black zombies, it's no wonder if you're not afraid!
He has grown so big, and he has wiped out many zombies with Uncle Jiu, but he has never seen a zombie of this level.

Every time it was Uncle Jiu who charged forward, he was in charge of waving the flag and shouting, and he had never fought head-on.

"What are you afraid of? In this battle, let alone a black zombie that has just formed, even a green zombie or a hairy zombie can't get out! Besides, there is Master. If Master is serious, the armored corpse is not his opponent."

Qiu Sheng lit a stick of incense, stuck it in the center of the front handlebar of his bicycle, and left Yizhuang.

These years, the army was in chaos, and bandits were rampant. Every day, countless people died tragically, turned into ghosts, and demanded their lives everywhere.

Not only ordinary people dare not walk at night, but also those who practice Taoism should be careful.

After riding for a short time, we came to a small forest.

Four paper figurines carried a big red sedan chair, on which sat a beautiful young girl in a wedding dress.

Female ghost Dong Xiaoyu!
She had been waiting for a long time, and when she saw Qiu Sheng, she quickly floated to the back seat of the convertible bicycle, and waved her hand at the paper man.

The paper man also waved his hand and disappeared.

Dong Xiaoyu looked shy.

When Qiusheng put incense on her grave in the afternoon, she fell in love with Qiusheng.

Good-looking, young, smart, and kind-hearted, she perfectly meets her criteria for choosing a mate.

Finding a good man is not easy, get married!

No dowry, just a bicycle!

Dong Xiaoyu leaned against Qiusheng, feeling warm and comfortable, and suddenly heard Qiusheng say: "Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."

"Of course it's going to my house... You, how do you know I'm behind you?" Dong Xiaoyu was startled.

A hundred-year-old ghost like her, who has practiced for many years, how can those ordinary little ghosts compare?

Now it was discovered by a young man who was less than 20 years old at most. Is Brother Sheng so strong?
"It smells like ghosts. How long has it been since you took a shower?" Qiu Sheng wagged his tail and threw Dong Xiaoyu off the shelf.

"Ouch!"

Dong Xiaoyu rubbed her forehead, feeling a little hurt, "I...I'm a ghost, how can I take a shower? Also, you dumped me!"

I am such a beautiful female ghost, chasing after you, how dare you dump me?

Are you still a man?
"You are a ghost. Humans and ghosts have different paths. Go back to your grave. I'm leaving." Qiusheng continued on his way on his bicycle.

"Brother Sheng, you really don't want to be a slave?"

Dong Xiaoyu floated in front of Qiusheng, blinked her eyes, exhaled towards Qiusheng in a charming manner.

This is the art of ghosts and ghosts, which can make people fascinated and let them be at her mercy.

However, Qiu Sheng didn't even look into her eyes, and just held his breath, with a look of disgust on his face: "How long has it been since you brushed your teeth and rinsed your mouth? You have bad breath!"

"You...you don't want to leave here today!"

Dong Xiaoyu became angry from embarrassment, her skirt fluttered, her white skirt suddenly lengthened, and she rolled towards Qiusheng.

No matter what tonight, she will have a good time with Qiusheng.

She wants to be strong!

If you were a literary talent, you would probably give in half-heartedly. You won’t lose much yang energy in a night of flirting, and it’s a good deal to be able to spend the spring night with such a beautiful girl.

The key is that if you don't have enough strength, you can't resist.

But Qiusheng is different.

He is not Ning Caichen, there is a more beautiful Ren Tingting at home, soft and warm.

Unlike a female ghost, she is cold, no matter how human she is, her body temperature is much lower than that of normal people. If she has a romantic relationship overnight, she will catch a cold if it doesn't work out. The gain outweighs the gain.

Dong Xiaoyu, he doesn't like it!

"The sky is shining brightly, the moon is shining brightly, and the divine fire is shining brightly, illuminating the Nine Netherworlds!"

Qiu Sheng took out a fully charged flashlight from the group space and shone it on Dong Xiaoyu.

Ah!
The glare of the glare made Dong Xiaoyu unable to open his eyes, and quickly drifted aside.

Her dress, which was transformed into a ghostly aura, was burned by the strong light, revealing her white skin.

"What magic weapon is this, so powerful?" Dong Xiaoyu wondered.

The light emitted by that magic weapon is actually more dazzling than the sun, it is simply the nemesis of lonely souls and wild ghosts!

"Brother Sheng, your magic weapon is very strong, but I have practiced it for many years, so I am not afraid!"

Dong Xiaoyu was too lazy to re-transform her dress, not wanting to waste the eerie aura she had cultivated so hard, so she waved her plain hand.

Thick dead leaves on the ground flew into the sky, forming a three-foot-thick barrier, blocking the harsh glare.

And more dead leaves, surrounded by the ghost wind, surrounded Qiu Sheng.

"Brother Sheng, I don't want to hurt you, I just fell in love with you and want to be happy with you, like Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian, and be a yin and yang couple!"

"Come on, why are you looking at me, you are just greedy for my body!"

Qiu Sheng didn't panic at all, and chanted the mantra, "Urgently, like a law, the God of Vulcan, Zhurong borrows the law, and the god of oil, burn it for me!"

He took out a flamethrower and sprayed fire around, burning the dead leaves all over the sky.

"Hey, what magic weapon is this?"

The flames were raging, and the flames soared into the sky, causing double damage to her, making her dare not approach at all.

"Brother Sheng, the magic weapon is just a foreign object, and I have a way to deal with you!"

Dong Xiaoyu transformed into a cloud of mist and disappeared without a trace.

The fog was heavy, the night was dark, and visibility was extremely low.

Qiu Sheng took out a pair of glasses and put them on.

The thousand-year-old copper coin is the mirror frame, and the century-old peach wood is the mirror frame. It is carved with densely packed Maoshan talisman.

This was lost to him by the four-eyed Taoist priest in the competition last year.

Through Qianyan, Qiu Sheng looked through the thick fog, and soon saw an erratic figure.

"Got you!"

He squeezed the magic formula with his hands, and two golden lights shot out from the eyes of the copper coins, shining on Dong Xiaoyu.

Dong Xiaoyu let out an "ah" and was frozen by the golden light, unable to move.

Qiusheng walked up to her step by step, coughed, and said, "Dong Xiaoyu, a cultivator has the virtue of being good at life. I will accept you today because you have no bloody aura or harm anyone. I will send you to be reincarnated when I have time."

Those who practice the Tao, save lonely souls and wild ghosts, have merit and virtue, and it is not a loss.

He took out the writing brush that he carried with him, and cast a spell.

A strong suction continuously sucked Dong Xiaoyu, trying to suck her into the brush.

"No, Brother Sheng, I want to be by your side!"

Dong Xiaoyu struggled hard.

Her cultivation base is not low, and she can't resist the suction force of the brush.

While casting the spell, Qiu Sheng took out a long and thin willow branch and whipped Dong Xiaoyu continuously.

With one puff, Dong Xiaoyu let out a scream, her body became smaller and her resistance became weaker.

He pumped nine times, Dong Xiaoyu couldn't bear it any longer, and was sucked into the brush.

This is the cinnabar pen he usually uses to draw talismans. The pen holder is carved out of suet and white jade, with a Langhao pen head made of Huang Daxian's hair. Don't ask, you are rich if you ask.

This pen is not only engraved with Maoshan talismans, but also enshrined on the incense table all the year round, eating and living with the founder of Sanmao, it is a good magic weapon in itself.

It is perfect for sealing Dong Xiaoyu.

Qiusheng didn't intend to do anything to Dong Xiaoyu, she's just a female ghost, it's not uncommon to see them everywhere these days.

Since Dong Xiaoyu is entangled, don't blame him for being rude!
"Ah, ah, ah!"

Dong Xiaoyu's voice came from the brush: "Brother Sheng, so you like this tune, if you smoke it as you like, I won't resist."

Qiusheng: "..."

Show or you show!
If Ren Tingting heard this, how would she explain it?

Qiu Sheng was helpless: "Sister, can you shut up?"

Dong Xiaoyu exploded in an instant: "You... I was not a few months older than you when I died, and you actually called me eldest sister?"

"Let's not talk about a month, one minute, one second, and one hour are also big. If you don't call your elder sister, what do you call your eldest sister? Oh, by the way, you don't know how much older than me, you can't call your eldest sister, you should be called Your aunt, aunt, grandma!"

"You... hum, ignore you!"

Dong Xiaoyu hid in the brush and sulked.

Qiusheng came to Ren's mansion and stayed in Ren Tingting's boudoir all night, nothing happened.

Mrs. Ren was taken care of by him, and it was impossible for him to get out of trouble by his own strength. The only thing to worry about was the Feng Shui master 20 years ago.

As a result, they didn't come at all!

Right.

That feng shui master obviously only knows a little bit of feng shui, and knows how to turn a feng shui treasure into a cave for raising corpses, so he is not a real cultivator.

Otherwise, why would it be so troublesome?
It is not easy for a real cultivator to deal with the Ren family, and there is no need to wait 20 years.

Although Dong Xiaoyu was upset to see Ren Tingting, she didn't dare to make trouble. She was really afraid that Qiusheng would send her to reincarnate, or beat her out of her wits, so that she would never be reborn forever.

Qiu Sheng came to Yizhuang and yawned.

"Didn't sleep last night again? Young man, please exercise restraint." Uncle Jiu spoke earnestly.

"That's right, it's useless to want to use a boy's urine in the future if you break your body at such a young age, hum!" Wen Cai added fuel to the side.

Qiu Sheng was anxious: "Master, listen to my sophistry. I stayed up all night because I was worried that the Feng Shui master 20 years ago would take revenge on Ren's family. In fact, I didn't do anything! I have evidence, Xiaoyu, come out and prove it for me!"

If you don't prove it, don't blame me for bullying you!
Dong Xiaoyu came out, bowed his knees to Uncle Jiu, and said, "Master, Brother Sheng has done everything."

Qiu Sheng: "...you go in for me!"

He grabbed Dong Xiaoyu and stuffed her back into the brush. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Uncle Jiu waved his hand and said, "Qiusheng, you don't need to explain. Master is from experience. Why don't you understand? Tingting is a good girl, don't you?" Treated people badly."

"Yes, Master taught me the right thing." Qiu Sheng nodded while cursing.

Someone here?
Three months ago in Liujia Village, in order to deal with that hundred-year-old ghost, who was it that hid behind a tree and urinated in desperation?
Only children who urinate can break evil spirits!

"This female ghost is not simple. She is sealed by a magic weapon and can transform into a ghost. She is a good young ghost cultivator. What are you going to do with it?" Uncle Jiu asked looking at the brush.

Qiu Sheng shrugged: "What else can I do? Send her to be reincarnated!"

"No, Brother Sheng!"

Dong Xiaoyu shouted: "Just seal me in the brush, I'd rather stay by your side like this than be reincarnated!"

"This...is fine." Qiu Sheng thought for a while and agreed.

Even Uncle Nine said that Dong Xiaoyu had good aptitude, value for cultivation, and good strength. He was sincere to himself, and sending him to reincarnation was a bit too much.

Anyway, if you are by my side, it is impossible to go out to do evil, and it is sealed in the brush, and there is no way to absorb your own yang energy, so just keep it.

"Master, it's getting late, let's go find a new cemetery for Mrs. Ren, let him rest in peace as soon as possible, lest things change later." Qiu Sheng said.

Uncle Jiu nodded.

The three of them were about to go out, when suddenly a paper crane flew crookedly into the Yizhuang, its whole body was soaked by the rain, it finally flew in front of Uncle Jiu, screamed, and fell apart.

"Where did this come from?" Qiu Sheng was curious.

Paper cranes are a common method used by Taoists.

The origami crane had run out of mana and couldn't even speak. It had obviously been flying for a long time, but luckily it was written all over it, which was actually a letter.

"Just look at it and you'll find out."

Uncle Jiu dismantled the paper crane, saw the stamp at the bottom, and frowned, "It's Junior Brother Qian."

"It's him?" Qiu Sheng also frowned, and a guy with a shiny face and wicked eyes appeared in his mind.

There are many juniors and juniors of Uncle Nine, and only one of them has the surname Qian, which is Qian Kaiqian, the real person in "Ghosts Fighting Ghosts".

Seeing Qian, this person dares to do anything for money, and has a normal relationship with Uncle Jiu. Why does he want Uncle Jiu?
Could it be to deal with Xu Zhenren?

After reading the letter, Uncle Jiu said: "He said there is a big deal. Yang Dashan in the south of the Yangtze River is haunted by ghosts. He can't do it alone. He needs to call his brothers and sisters to help... Sigh."

He was a little embarrassed.

Mrs. Ren has become a dead man, and he must find a suitable grave for burial as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

Although Qian Kai is ineffective, he is a fellow student of Maoshan after all, so it seems unreasonable not to help.

He thought for a while, and finally made up his mind: "Forget it, Mr. Ren's matter is important, I'll write a letter to Junior Brother Qian, and I won't go."

Yang Dashan?

Haunted?

Qiu Sheng said quickly: "Master, why don't you just let me go?"

"That's... that's fine. Although your cultivation level is not as good as Simu's, your skills are much stronger than him, and you are smarter than him. You can become a teacher." Uncle Jiu nodded.

This is the best of both worlds.

It will not delay the affairs of Mrs. Ren, nor will it ruin the friendship of the same family.

Without further ado, Qiusheng went back to bid farewell to his aunt and Ren Tingting, and set off immediately.

Dong Xiaoyu transformed from the brush and asked, "Brother Sheng, why do you care about such things? It's so far south of the Yangtze River!"

Qiu Sheng didn't answer but asked instead: "Xiaoyu, do you know what that Yang Dashan does?"

"This... I've been dead for so many years, how would I know this?"

"He runs a smoke den, a nursery, and deals in silk!"

Qiu Sheng sneered: "His house is haunted? It should be!"

(End of this chapter)