My uncles are all big guys

Chapter 43 Four Eyes: I’ll give you this handle, I’ll do whatever you want!

Crackling...

"Oh, my old waist..."

The tables and chairs were smashed to pieces by the flying bodies of Master Shimu and Ikkyu, and the tea cup ornaments on them were shattered on the floor.

"Simu, you bastard, you actually raise a ghost at home, and you're still a blood-clothed evil spirit."

Master Ikkyu, who stood up from the ground with support on his waist, looked warily at the red figure in blood-clothed clothes who slowly floated in from the door, with angrily scolding eyes.

After reciting the sutra, he was about to go to bed when he suddenly noticed a powerful evil aura.

I was shocked, and without thinking much, I took the guy and rushed out.

Then, he bumped into the blood-clothed red demon flying out from the four-eye morgue.

The blood-clothed red devil is an alien among ghosts. His strength cannot be judged by the realm of ghosts. How much power he has depends on how resentful the ghost is.

It is said that during the Jingkang Disgrace in the Song Dynasty, a bloody-robed red demon appeared that shocked the entire spiritual world.

That woman was a member of the royal family of the Song Dynasty. Because of her beauty, the royal family of the Song Dynasty suffered countless tortures after being taken away by the Jin people. She was also a member of the Sheep-Leading Ceremony.

This woman knew some side skills. She did not commit suicide like other women. Instead, she endured all the humiliation. When her feelings reached their peak, she wore bloody clothes and committed suicide on a full moon night when the Yin Qi was at its peak.

He also swore an oath to massacre all the Jin people in order to avenge the blood feud of the Song Dynasty.

After this woman turned into a fierce ghost, she did not appear immediately, but quietly waited for the opportunity.

When the Mongolian and Song armies united and attacked the capital of the Jin Dynasty, she took action.

Historical records indicate that Mongolia and the Song Dynasty conquered the capital of the Jin Dynasty.

However, the records in the spiritual world tell a different story.

The bloody red devil killed too many people and gradually lost his mind. He forgot his original intention of revenge and killed everyone on sight.

As she kills more and more, her strength grows rapidly.

After learning the identity of the woman, although the cultivating community couldn't bear it, they had no choice but to take action for the sake of the people in the world.

The entire cultivation world mobilized collectively and paid a lot of casualties to capture him.

Considering his poor life experience, he did not seal and kill him, but sent him to the underworld for the underworld to decide how to deal with it.

The blood-clothed red devil in front of me is vastly inferior to the one in history, but no matter how weak the blood-clothed red devil is, the two of them are still powerful enough.

He got up from the ground with four eyes, threw away the broken sword in his hand, and said angrily: "Don't fart, why am I raising ghosts? This is my apprentice's maid, and the ancestor knows and approves."

"What about your apprentice? How did this female ghost become like this?"

After learning that she was Wang Xiao's maid, and recognized by the Patriarch, she stopped mentioning the matter of raising a female ghost. Instead, he frowned and asked where Wang Xiao was, what he had done to the female ghost, and why the female ghost had become like this.

"Fuck, my apprentice."

Only then did Simu react, and he stood up and rushed out.

"You're crazy!" Ikkyu grabbed his eyes, "You don't even have any magical weapons, so go up and die."

"Let me go, that is my eldest brother's only child. If something happens to him, how will I face my eldest brother in a hundred years?"

Four eyes were already red, and he tried hard to break away from Ikkyu's restraints, trying to rush out.

"Lang Jun... give me back my husband... you took my husband away... I will kill you, kill you..."

When one of Yimoku and Ikkyu wanted to rush out, the other was pulling hard.

Jiang Mengrou, who transformed into a red-clothed blood evil spirit, floated in with evil aura.

Her blood-red eyes scanned the surroundings and she kept repeating something.

"Wait, Langjun..."

Ikkyu grasped the key point and slapped the four eyes on the head who were trying to rush out.

"Can you calm down? She just said someone captured A Xiao."

"Who dares to touch my nephew!" Good guy, his eyes became even redder.

You can touch him, but not his apprentice or nephew.

"Nonsense, how could I know?"

Ikkyu was filled with helplessness. This guy was usually quite calm, but why did he lose his mind when it came to his nephew?

But then I can understand it when I think about it.

Wang Xiao is the only direct descendant of the Simu Wang family. Simu practices the art of inviting gods and no longer considers marriage. Naturally, the family inheritance depends on Wang Xiao, his nephew.

"Stinky Taoist priest, you have been surrounded. Come out quickly and die. I want to avenge my grandson..."

Just as Jiang Murou and Yixiu, who had been transformed into a blood-clad red devil, were pushing back bit by bit, a sharp roar suddenly sounded outside.

Stinky Taoist priest?
  Ikkyu was stunned for a moment. He was a monk, not someone who was looking for him.

He looked at his four eyes with resentful eyes.

In the two years since he was gone, how many enemies had this stinky Taoist priest made? We haven’t dealt with the red-clothed blood evil yet, but someone is out there seeking revenge.

Good guy, if you don’t come here usually, there will be a lot of them this time. There won’t be another batch later, right?

The other party said that they have surrounded this place, so there are probably a lot of people there.

Four eyes, four eyes, you are not sent by Tathagata Buddha to test me, are you?
  Listening to the shouting and cursing outside, Master Yixiu's resentful eyes looked blank.

"I said, the outside world has nothing to do with me, do you believe it?"

Master Ikkyu rolled his eyes.

Only those who believe in him are ghosts.

Wait, there's a ghost...

Turning his eyes slightly, Yixiu shouted at the red-clothed Xuesha who also stopped: "Little girl, I saw your husband was taken away by those guys outside. I also heard them say that they planned to take him away." I went back to peel off the skin and cramps, then grilled it over the fire and ate it."

The four eyes on the side glanced at Master Ikkyu unexpectedly.

When did this old monk's elm-wood knots, which he used to chant sutras, become so dexterous?

"What do you think I'm doing? Tell me!"

Noticing the unexpected look in his eyes, Ikkyu glared angrily, his eyes crazy and wanton.

"oh oh…"

He quickly turned his head and shouted to Jiang Mengrou: "Xiaorou, my apprentice, your husband, was captured by those guys outside."

As he said this, his face showed sadness, "I just hate that I am not good at being a master and can't avenge my apprentice."

"Although you are his maid, I have always treated you as my niece-in-law."

"Now that my uncle is unable to take revenge, it is up to you, my wife, to avenge your husband."

"Husband...husband..."

Although Jiang Mengrou was blinded by the evil aura, Wang Xiao was the only obsession in her heart. As long as she knew anything about Wang Xiao, her consciousness could receive it.

The two people in front of her said that her husband had been kidnapped by someone outside, and one of them seemed to be a relative of her husband.

"I can't hurt Lang Jun's relatives, otherwise Lang Jun will be angry again."

Jiang Mengrou murmured to herself, turned around and drifted out.

She wants to settle the score with people outside and ask them to reveal the whereabouts of Lang Jun and rescue him.

"My mother-in-law is finally gone."

Four eyes and Ikkyu collapsed on the ground.

The ferocity of the red-clothed blood demon made both of them feel numb.

That is to say, Jiang Mengrou may have retained her last bit of consciousness, and felt that the two of them were related to Wang Xiao, so she did not kill them.

Otherwise, even if the two of them do not die, they will end up seriously injured.

"Jia Le, Jia Le...take Jingjing and find an opportunity to run away..."

Hearing the roars and sounds of fighting outside, he turned around and shouted to Jia Le Jingjing who was hiding behind the ancestor's memorial tablet, telling them to leave quickly.

Then without waiting for a response from the two of them, he got up and went to the room to get something.

The red-clothed blood demon appeared in his dojo, and she was a female ghost raised by his apprentice. He had the responsibility and the obligation to get rid of her, even if he died.

Yixiu, who was beside him, had no intention of leaving. He waved his hand vigorously to Jingjing, whose eyes were red, allowing the two of them to take the opportunity to escape.

He shouted again to his four eyes.

"I don't have time to get a dick, bring me one."

Shimu, who happened to walk out of the house, heard this and handed a bronze dagger in his hand to Ikkyu.

"for you!"

Ikkyu took it and saw that his eyes and hands were empty, and he said a little embarrassedly: "You gave it to me, what should you do?"

He waved his hands indifferently, "Oh, I'll just do whatever I want!" He rolled up his long sleeves and walked into the room again.

Master Ikkyu was deeply moved.

Although the two are usually noisy, when it comes to danger, the old neighbor still thinks of himself.

Swish!
  As soon as he had this idea, a two-meter-long bronze sword came out with his eyes raised.

One break: |'-')

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