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Chapter 281 Russian Persuasion

At the door of the Taoist temple, Uncle Jiu, who was silently reciting the mantra, felt aware of something. He frowned, put down the wooden sword whisk, took out five Dharma incense from his arms, and wiped it with his hand. The Dharma incense instantly burned and green smoke came out.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a spell and wrapped it tightly on the burning Dharma incense. The Dharma incense instantly accelerated its burning, turning into three long and two short!

Seeing this situation, Uncle Jiu's eyes flashed, threw away Faxiang, picked up the wooden sword, and quickly ran back to the yard.

"That's right, I, Wang Guanlan, what can I do to teach you?"

"Why!!!"

The originally low and strange voice suddenly became high and shrill, and the face that was close to Wang Xuebin's face suddenly became ferocious and manic.

The bloated body of the ghost began to twist, and a crazy expression appeared on each face, biting his broken teeth, as if he was about to swallow Wang Xuebin alive.

"What's the point?"

Although Wang Xuebin's expression was still calm and calm, the mysterious skills in his body had already reached its peak.

In a world that ordinary people cannot see, the golden light on Wang Xuebin's body and the ghost energy driven by the evil spirits are colliding all the time.

Just from the extremely disordered candlelight around Wang Xuebin, you can see that this person and a ghost are not chatting in an empty talk.

Suddenly, the evil ghost twisted his body, and the face of the uncle in front of him quickly retreated, and the two faces with closed eyes and twisted expressions were Wang Zhiheng and Cheng Ruohui.

At the same time, with the ghostly spirit being unrestrained, the fragrance that was originally similar to char siu became more and more attractive.

"Wang Sheng! How does it taste? Does it smell good!"

Cheng Ruohui, with a distorted face, opened his eyes, showed a strange smile, approached Wang Xuebin's ear, and whispered softly with a smile.

After saying that, she sniffed into Wang Xuebin's ear, without exhaling like orchids, only a disgusting smell of rancidness.

"This is our taste. Our meat is made into fillings, our lungs are made into soup, our intestines are made into braised food, and our bones are thrown into the stinky ditch!

Why!"

The evil ghost roared, while pulling out his lungs and intestines from his arms and showing them to Wang Xuebin.

Suddenly, Wang Zhiheng's face opened his eyes and handed it to Wang Xuebin, wailing in pain.

"Why doesn't this bad guy have to pay for his life?

Why can this bad guy die so happily?

Why can someone collect his body for this bad guy?

Why can this bad guy also have an urn to use?

I'll ask you why!"

"How do I know why?"

Looking at the evil ghost who was so close to him, Wang Xuebin shook his head, took out a spell out of thin air, used his power to ignite it, and threw it out casually.

The talisman burned into ashes turned into a silver light, which instantly hit the body of the evil ghost and shocked it back.

Wang Xuebin took this opportunity to stand up, looked at the ghost indifferently, and said in a deep voice:

"Why? What do you have to do with me?"

Wang Xuebin raised his hand and pulled out a white candle. He pointed his sword in his left hand, lit the candle with a ray of fire, and threw it on the gap in the west, banning the evil spirit with him.

"There are injustices and the debts are in charge! You killed Wang Zhiheng to avenge your own death. This is understandable, but you still have to stop after you kill your enemy and commit another murder. What reason do you have to say?"

"That bad guy deserves to die! That bitch deserves to die too! You deserves to die too, you all deserves to die!!!"

With a roar, the evil ghost was instantly crazy, all his faces flew out, forming a ball around Wang Xuebin, biting resentful!

"evil creature!"

"I'm not surrender yet!"

With a loud shout, Uncle Jiu, who was wearing a bright yellow, ran into the yard. He first took out a bottle of talisman water from his waist and poured it on the three burdens who were attacked by the overflowing ghost energy.

Then I picked up the talisman that I had drawn long ago, put it on the peach wood sword, step on the steps, and recite the mantras.

"The Grand Lord, teach me to kill ghosts, and I will call the jade girl on the top of the gods, collect the ominous, climb the mountain rocks, wear seals, wear canopies, walk on the head, step on Kuigang, support Liujia on the left, and Liuding on the right guard. There is a yellow god in front and Yuezhang on the back. The divine master kills and attacks, and does not avoid the powerful, kill evil ghosts first, and then kills the night light. What gods don't hide? Why dare to take responsibility? As the law is in a hurry."

With the sword pointing, the peach wood sword immediately burst out with a dazzling golden light, and the sword cuts across the ghost's ghost energy field in an instant.

"Corruption! If you know your mistake, I am grateful that God has the virtue of being a good life, and can give you a way out and give you a life!"

"You... deserve to die!!!"

A wail broke through the sky, and the three burdens that had just been torn to the top of Uncle Jiu's Talisman Water were instantly shocked to faint again.

This sound was directly penetrated into the soul. Although there was a magic circle that imprisoned ghosts set up in advance by Uncle Jiu, the three of them had no Taoist protection after all, and the aftermath of the three of them torture to death.

"It's stubborn!"

Uncle Jiu scolded, jumped in front of the three of them, raised the wooden sword, pinched hands, chanted spells, and cast spells to resist the burst of ghost energy!

"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth is the root of all qi, and cultivates all the kalpas to prove my supernatural powers. Inside and outside the three realms, the Tao is the only one who is respected. The body has golden light that reflects my body, and it cannot be seen or heard, including the heaven and earth, and raising all living beings..."

"Guanlan! Since he is ungrateful, then do it!"

With the protection of the Golden Light Curse, Uncle Jiu, wearing a bright yellow robes, seemed even more majestic, but his Russian-style persuasion method almost made Wang Xuebin, who was planning to persuade the evil ghost, almost became angry.

"No, he..."

"Don't talk nonsense when fighting! Get started!"

"I...he...well..."

Since Uncle Jiu said that he would be able to deal with this evil ghost, he would be able to be saved if he could be persuaded, and if he would be killed if he would not be persuaded, Wang Xuebin has been preparing to use his three-inch tongue to persuade the ghosts to reform themselves.

After all, if you can give it a chance, you still have to give it a chance, otherwise you won’t even dare to climb mountains in the future.

To be honest, Wang Xuebin is ready to fight a protracted war, and he has reviewed the mantra of rebirth given to him by Guanyin Bodhisattva several times.

I just waited to persuade the evil spirits and took the opportunity to try the power of the mantra of rebirth. After all, it was also a gift from the gods, so it should not be an ordinary person.

Because of this, he specifically instructed Uncle Jiu to hand over this evil ghost to him to deal with it. Uncle Jiu gave him guidance from the side and pressed him on the formation.

But I didn't expect that Uncle Jiu's so-called persuasion meant this. Wang Xuebin tried hard to make a large set of righteous lights, waiting to shine on the evil ghost's ass. Now, it's all in vain...

"Go on your hands! Don't be distracted when fighting!"

Uncle Jiu pinched his sword finger and threw out a talisman, turning into silver light, hitting the head of the evil ghost who wanted to attack Wang Xuebin.

"Don't worry! Look at me!"

I saw Wang Xuebin's face turned solemn and raised his right hand high.

Flashes of lightning flashed and jumped between Wang Xuebin's palms.

‘Sizzy! Crack!’

He reached out and clenched his hand and slammed hard on the ground. The seemingly harmless electric spark exploded instantly, and the current flashed with silver-white light splashed everywhere, illuminating the entire Taoist temple.

In the middle of the courtyard, Wang Xuebin was like a thunder god in the sky, dancing thunder and lightning, and his eyes burst into dazzling silver light.

"Uh...ahhhhh! You all deserve to die!!!"

"Oh? Can you still make a sound? It seems that you have to use professional ones!"

"The heaven and earth are born, and yin and yang are formed. The two Qi are moved, and the five thunders are mixed into spirits. The five thunders and five thunders will quickly meet Huang Ning, and the mist changes. The roars and lightning will come. When you hear the shout, you will make the sound of the yang quickly, and you will be as quick as the law! Quick!"

‘Rumbling ~’

The ion magic that had originally crackled and exploded immediately made a deafening roar, and golden light was also dyed in the silver-white light.

‘Boom~~bang~’

“Uh….”

A explosion accompanied by a harsh wail, the evil ghost who had already struggled was already vanishing in Wang Xuebin's hands.

"Oh... it's pitiful!"

"Um!?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's sigh, Wang Xuebin was confused.

Pitiful?

Who is pitiful?

A ghost?

Why didn’t you think that people were pitiful just now?

Didn’t you keep urging yourself to do it?

Uncle Jiu won’t have schizophrenia, right?

Uncle Jiu, who was sad, put away his peach wood sword, sighed, shook his head and said:

"Oh! Guanlan, come and take care of the three of them. I will do a salvation for these unjust souls. Monks have the virtue of being virtuous. If they do not do a salvation, I will feel at ease!"
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