My Weird Life

  Chapter 872 "Brain" (12)

  The crisp female voice in the carriage came in bursts.

  Zhou Bo was wearing a leather armor and a grimacing cloak behind him. He was clutching the blood-red wooden knife with a spell on it in one hand, and the handle of the gong in the other, his palms sweating.

  Everyone in the caravan looked tense, as if facing an enemy!

  They have personally seen the powerful 'Mr. Su' fight 'Mrs. Wang'!

  Even that Mr. Su failed to kill Mrs. Wang on the spot, but he took the opportunity to escape—— Zhou Bo and other members of the caravan thought it impossible to be the opponent of 'Wang Chuanzhen'!

   "Why are you silent? Zhou Guotou.

   But you want to use all kinds of spells on me, a weak woman?

   on the wives of your old master?

   Is it because you don’t even care about any old feelings..."

  The crisp female voice sounded from far and near, making it impossible to discern her exact position.

   At a certain moment, the voice suddenly became quieter, and it wafted around Zhou Bo's ears like a gust of wind—Zhou Bo's mind tensed up instantly, and he immediately hit the gong with a wooden knife, making a fierce sound!

when! when! when! when! when!

  In the team, white smoke instantly filled the air!

  More than a dozen ghost faces appeared and disappeared in the white smoke, and the sound of people roaring and horses neighing seemed to become extremely far away under the white smoke.

Zhou Guotou turned over and got off the horse, slapped the horse's **** with his palm, let the mount roar, and crashed into the thick white mist, he transformed into a colorful grimace, merged with the grimaces of other brothers, and surrounded the caravan Women and children, old and weak, took a step in a certain direction, and quickly retreated—

  However, when they really retreated to that area and got out of the white smoke, they found that a statue of Guanyin covered with vermilion soil had already stood in front of everyone.

The Blood Avalokitesvara smiled while holding the flowers, her lips moved slightly, and the soil on her face curled up and faded layer by layer according to the change of its facial features: "Zhou Guotou, we finally met, why are you in such a hurry? where to go?

  It’s really not nostalgic at all—”

   Dangdang Dangdang!

   Returning to the laughing voice of the blood Guanyin, there are bursts of alternately ringing gongs!

Accompanied by the violent sound of gongs, Zhou Bo slammed his free left hand on the blood-red wooden knife in his right hand—a strange medicinal fragrance emanated from the wooden knife, and wisps of red and white flames drifted away with the medicinal fragrance, igniting the void. !

  The wooden knife in Zhou Bo's hand suddenly burst into flames!

   Above the heads of everyone in the caravan, all three-foot red and white torches were lit!

  Under the blessing of the torch, the loess powder sprinkled all over the place following the appearance of the 'Blood Avalokitesvara' was burned into nothingness!

  In the team, Chen Bing, who had once sold two swords to Su Wu, held a spell in his hand and muttered: "Please call Mr. Su to help, please call Mr. Su to help—"

   "Are you calling that gentleman over?"

As soon as Chen Bing finished speaking, someone in front of him suddenly turned his head 180 degrees, and looked at him with a smile on a face covered with muddy yellow: "Isn't it, isn't it? Why doesn't this spell work?" ?

  He doesn't seem to be coming—"

  Boom!

  That hazy, muddy face didn't even finish speaking!

  A golden-red thunderbolt suddenly appeared from the other side of the long sky, split the sky in the next moment, and landed directly in the caravan, blasting that dim yellow mud-skinned face into pieces!

A tall figure in a fiery red cloak stood silently behind Chen Bing. His eyes met two round suns, and he held a lightning spear in each of his hands. Behind his shoulders, two shadowy arms emerged. He grabbed a strange long knife that was covered in pitch black and shaped like a seedling!

   "Don't waste a spell calling me.

  I have come. "

  The tall figure spoke lightly.

  Chen Bing opened his mouth wide, with a dazed look on his face, before he could react—

  Boom!

  Su Wu, who descended into the crowd of the caravan, raised a golden thunder spear in one hand, and with a flick of the hand, the thunder spear went through the air, and the **** Guanyin who was about to block the way of the caravan was blown to pieces!

  Countless loess powder has not yet been dispersed, and violent fires suddenly rise up, burning the sky with fire!

Su Wu didn't even look at the Thunder Spear he threw out casually, and suddenly turned around, the Thunder Spear in the other hand pierced through the air again, and scarlet charms suddenly appeared in the void, and when the Thunder Spear pierced It stabs down, turns into a raging fire, and throws itself into the top of the sky!

   Seal the door of the evil temple and set it up!

  Eight Gates Absolute Curse Prohibition!

  A mahogany sword burst out from Su Wu's body, or rose into the sky, or sank into the earth!

   Seal the temples of heaven and earth, and lock the eight gates of life and death!

In the area where the Thunder Spear pierced, a figure suddenly appeared—that figure was pale all over, showing the face of "Steward Qin" who was originally a private soldier of the family. Only then did Butler Qin show his figure from the void, It was instantly pierced by the Thunder Spear and exploded into nothingness!

   "Lang Jun, Lang Jun, why are you so vicious?

  My concubine has never murdered you..." In the void, the sobbing sound of 'Wang Chuanzhen' sounded.

  The weeping sounded a few times, and then disappeared.

——The Thunder Spear that blew up Butler Qin's figure did not dissipate, but quickly meandered into the void, and through the causal link in the dark, he wiped out the figure of a Taoist Ding private soldier hidden in the void Forced out, all of them were smashed with thunder!

  Thunderstorms flying all over the air spread wantonly like a net!

   It was like the figure of "Wang Chuanzhen" in the middle of the "heaven and earth net" made of gold!

The more than a dozen family and private soldiers who were turned into ashes by her, leaving only dregs, were combined with the "Cause and Effect Chasing Thunder God Curse" in Suwu's "Tianleizhi" and the "Cause and Fruit Division" of the "Beiyin Virgin" temple. After using it, all of them were traced out, and they were all blown to pieces!

   Forced out the 'Wang Chuanzhen' who was hidden behind these many servants and private soldiers!

Wang Chuanzhen looked at the figure that turned into a tower, and her pretty face was full of tears. She wiped her tears with her sleeves, and mourned: "I have never had any causal entanglement with the lord, and I have never murdered the lord. Why do you pursue my concubine so hard? Why can't you let me go?"

  She blinked her eyes, and her sad face turned into a smile: "Lang Jun, oh my lord, maybe it's because you've taken a fancy to my concubine, right?

  One of my concubine’s personal belongings was taken away by my husband—”

   Shua!

Surrounded by members of the caravan, the tower is covered in purple red with two golden round suns hanging from the top, and hundreds of thousands of arms all hold the pitch-black seedling knife. The knife folded in an instant!

  The boiling power wiped out the void in an instant!

  The long and narrow knife shadow cut towards Wang Chuanzhen like a sickle!

  Wang Chuanzhen's expression froze!

  At this moment, Su Wu's Jieying cooperated with Hei Jizang to cut Wang Chuanzhen's Jieli!

That terrifying robbery shadow exuded tyrannical fate, cut at this moment, directly overwhelmed all of Wang Chuanzhen's perceptions, made her heart tremble uncontrollably, and froze for a moment—in that narrow knife shadow The moment she was about to wipe off her body, Wang Chuanzhen realized that the layer of muddy yellow skin on her body fell off in an instant, blocking in front of the long and narrow knife shadow, and was cut open by the long and narrow knife shadow in an instant!

   Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Chuanzhen, who was dressed in red mud, directly escaped from Su Wu Jieying's cover.

   At the moment when his body escaped from the cover of Su Wu's robbery shadow, the 'Fengxie Temple Gate Curse' and 'Eight Gates Establishing Forbidden Curse' that Su Wu had arranged around were all shattered!

   Silently, the void trembled!

  Behind Wang Chuanzhen's death, something terrifying will surface—

At the same time, Jinglian in a bright yellow monk robe appeared behind Wang Chuanzhen, with green eyes all around Wang Chuanzhen, staring at Wang Chuanzhen without blinking—the terrifying premonition that floated in everyone's mind, it seemed that there was some kind of The perception of horrible things appearing in reality disappeared in everyone's mind at this moment!

  Jinglian frowned wildly at this moment, and did not dare to stop for a moment to recite the "Wrathful Guru Rinpoche Root Mantra": "Om ah hum!

  Ban Za Gulu Pa Ma Siddhi Hum! "

  Boom!

  Crimson flames flowed down from his body!

  The immortal and incorruptible dharma turned into a lotus flower in the stream of flames!

Blossoming red lotuses spread all over Jinglian and Wang Chuanzhen's feet, and blooming lotus flowers competed to surround Wang Chuanzhen, trying to wrap her in the lotus buds—the wrathful Guru Rinpoche in the peaceful and wrathful form stretched out the flame wheel and emerged in the void middle!

   It covered all the palms on Wang Chuanzhen's head!

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  At this moment, the pair of green eyes all around Wang Chuanzhen were completely shattered!

  The premonition that something terrible is about to emerge came back to everyone's mind!

  Wang Chuanzhen turned his head 180 degrees, looked at Jinglian, who was surrounded by red lotus behind him, and lifted into the distance, with a smile on his face: "The old bald donkey who got a drop of brain is really proud..."

  While Wang Chuanzhen was speaking, human faces appeared on her neck, the back of her hands, and the skin all over her body that could not be seen covered by clothes.

  Human faces were simultaneously reciting and holding the mantra of the secret mantra that pointed directly at the root of the dharma nature of the wrathful Guru Rinpoche: "Om ah hum!

  Ban Za Gulu Pa Ma Siddhi Hum! "

   "Om ah hum!

  Ban Za Gulu Pa Ma Siddhi Hum! "

  Many human faces fell off Wang Chuanzhen's body and disappeared in the void!

And the lotus holding the fine lotus, every red lotus growing here, and the wrathful figure of the angry Guru Rinpoche pressing down on Wang Chuanzhen with one after another palms, all grew pale and pale at the same time clay lotus!

  At this time, among the origin of the secret storage domain flowing here and there, one after another portals emerged one after another!

  Su Wu, who had returned to human form, went deep into the origin of the secret storage domain with his left hand, stretched out his hand and pushed it lightly!

  All the portals converged into one, and they were pushed away by him in an instant!

  A towering monument that looked like a cast of gold and copper descended into reality, and smashed down on the top of Wang Chuanzhen's head!

  Wang Chuanzhen turned around and stared at Su Wu with a sad expression on his face!

  On the towering monument, the golden and copper color faded in an instant, and turned back to its original appearance—it was the golden Buddha skin of Zunjia Youneng!

  This temple, on this golden Buddha skin, is also covered with clay sculpture lotus flowers!

   Su Wu's eyes sparkled!

  The monument made of flesh and blood that had come off the golden Buddha skin instantly turned into a scarlet figure. The scarlet figure held a sword covered with talismans and cloud striata in both hands, and gently pushed towards Wang Chuanzhen—

  The true martial arts rhyme disappears in an instant!

  A red line of blood appeared on Wang Chuanzhen's neck!

  Crimson mud skin, take off her body!

  (end of this chapter)