As a villain female supporting role, she only wants to help the heroine to the top

Chapter 108 Ghost King He Just Wants to Fall in Love (10)

Living platform? !

Zhang Qingqing frowned tightly, as if she didn't believe it.

"you sure…?"

Could this extremely evil thing be done by a Taoist temple?
"I'm sure, I didn't even eat those living people, and they were sent to Longyou Mountain to be used as a living platform."

"What are they used for?"

"I am not sure as well……"

Zhang Qingqing couldn't believe it, so Mo Bieli patted her, pointed to the male ghost and asked:
"What do you want to do with this ghost, just give it to me as nourishment."

When the male ghost heard this, he immediately trembled.

Zhang Qingqing glared at him, took out the Buddhist beads, and prepared to set up a super-strength formation.

Mo Bieli immediately moved away from the string of beads, he felt uncomfortable just standing by.

"You have been cast with a curse, I will undo it for you, and you will go to hell to be judged immediately."

"grateful."

The male ghost was forced to help the tyrant, and he was still imprisoned in this village for the past six months, unable to sleep peacefully, already in great pain,

After sending the male ghost away, Zhang Qingqing looked at the village and fell into deep thought.

"What do you think?"

Mo Bieli stood aside and asked, with a look of beating.

"I'm wondering if this Longyou Mountain has already rotted from the inside. If it's the truth, many people can't accept it."

Zhang Qingqing didn't dare to think about it, she was always unwilling to think badly about people, especially her peers,

"You don't think the so-called decent people are very righteous, do you? Ghosts like us, Taoist priests are not just, don't we know?"

Mo Bieli smiled disdainfully, and glanced at the direction of Longyou Mountain.

"I still want to go to Longyou Mountain."

With firm eyes, Zhang Qingqing strode forward.

"In this case, you thought you could get a talisman."

"I don't ask for signs, I just ask for the truth. If Longyoushan really violated the Taoist regulations, I will naturally clean up the door."

Mo Bieli shook his head when he saw Zhang Qingqing who was determined to go his own way.

Don't hit the south wall and don't look back.

People in the village still didn't dare to show their heads, which shows that this male ghost's deterrence in this village is not small.

Zhang Qingqing and Mo Bieli left silently, heading towards the Taoist temple where wisps of smoke were still floating in front.

"Zhang Qingqing faces a Taoist temple alone, I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave."

"There's a hero here!"

"The hero is a ghost. If she is discovered, Zhang Qingqing may be bitten by this Taoist temple."

It was almost dawn when we climbed the mountain.

Mo Bieli couldn't help complaining: "Why isn't this little girl awake, it's already dawn."

"Come on, stop shouting."

Zhang Qingqing wiped off her sweat.

In front is the gate of the Taoist temple. Zhang Qingqing was born with heavenly eyes, and she could see something wrong with the Taoist temple at a glance.

When she was a child, she and her master came here. At that time, the back of Longyou Mountain was glittering with golden light and dazzling merit.

Now that the blood is soaring, it is tricky at first glance.

"Is that even a question?"

Mo Bieli chuckled and looked at Zhang Qingqing amusedly.

Zhang Qingqing's heart was also so cold that she didn't expect her colleagues to go astray.

"Go in and have a look."

She wants to see, what is the purpose of this Taoist temple even if it can do such a thing as a living platform.

The living platform is similar to a sacrificial ceremony, which requires the use of living people as sacrifices to summon evil things.

Use living people as conditions to exchange desired things with evil things.

She wanted to know what it was that made Long Youshan do this.

"If you don't reach the Yellow River, your heart will never die."

Mo Bieli pouted and walked in.

"Hey, you're actually a fellow Taoist from Tiger Mountain?"

The little Taoist priest who was sweeping the floor at the door glanced at Zhang Qingqing, and warmly stepped forward to welcome him.

Zhang Qingqing bowed, smiled and said, "I'm here to ask for a talisman."

"Ask for a sign?"

The Taoist tilted his head in confusion, and Zhang Qingqing said something casually.

"Friends, please."

When successfully entering the hall, Zhang Qingqing focused on the place with the most blood.

It's actually in the hall?
He never thought that the other party would be so courageous, and built the evil formation in this hall.

"did you find it?"

Mo Bieli tilted his head and asked in a low voice.

"right here."

Zhang Qingqing looked around, looking for that thing.

"Qingqing, I didn't expect you to come."

An old man with a fairy demeanor came out and looked at Zhang Qingqing in surprise, his eyes were full of kindness.

"uncle."

Zhang Qingqing smiled and said hello.

But I was thinking in my heart that there might be other reasons for the man who claimed to be sick before and didn't seal the ghost king.

"Hey? Didn't you go to seal the ghost king with your master? You're back now."

"Ah, yes. It's not too difficult."

Zhang Qingqing rarely lied, and felt a little uncomfortable when she said this.

"Oh, it's fine, it's better to be careful. I heard from Yuan Le, are you here to ask for a talisman?"

The old man stroked his beard and bent down to ask with a smile.

"Yes, my friend is possessed by a ghost. But she is not very sane, so it is difficult to operate."

"Okay, wait for me for a moment."

The old man readily agreed, turned and walked towards the inner hall.

Zhang Qingqing's eyes darkened as she looked at his back.

Mo Bieli finally locked the place and poked Zhang Qingqing.

"Found it, there."

He didn't really have good intentions, he just wanted to see these decent people pinching each other, and he was happy to see it.

Zhang Qingqing walked over and felt it quietly.

found it.

"Qingqing, what are you doing?"

Holding two talismans, the old man walked forward with a smile.

"I'm looking at this hall, I haven't been here for many years, recalling memories."

After Zhang Qingqing finished speaking with a smile, she suddenly took out a blasting talisman in her hand and slapped it in front of her face.

The old man frowned, and immediately flew away.

"boom!!!"

A big hole was blasted in a corner of the hall, and the pungent smell of blood penetrated into the nostrils.

The Taoist priests outside the main hall were about to rush in, but the door was suddenly closed.

"Well, you Zhang Qingqing, dare to come to my Longyou Mountain to make trouble."

The old man's benevolent eyebrows and eyes no longer exist, and now only cruelty remains.

"You know what you did."

Zhang Qingqing pointed to the inside with a solemn expression.

The smoke dissipated, and a bloody statue appeared,

It was not blood, but bright red blood.

"Hmph, it seems that my guess is correct. You did what happened to the village, right?"

The old man stroked his beard with a nonchalant tone.

"Why do you do this! What exactly do you want!"

Zhang Qingqing couldn't understand it at all. He was not like this a few years ago.

At that time, like my master, I was dedicated to the people and the world, and I would never do such harmful things.

"Qingqing, this person just wants to be selfish sometimes."

The old man seemed to say something with emotion, and just after finishing speaking, he threw the whisk in his hand in front of Zhang Qingqing.

He wants his own life!
Feeling the power of the whisk, what Zhang Qingqing was thinking was.

Sure enough, he was pretending to be sick.

With a light wave of Mo Bieli's hand, Fuchen changed direction and rushed straight into the fountain.

"No!"

The old man stared at this scene with a beard blown, and then narrowed his eyes again.

(End of this chapter)