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Chapter 4 Left Thirteen

Li Dagou, possessed by a hanged ghost, ignored the fat man's trick and pounced on him again, pressing the fat man under him, opening his mouth to bite him!

The fat man relied on his physical advantage and pressed against Li Dagou's neck with his arms.

But Li Dagou, possessed by a hanged ghost, was extremely powerful. Even if the fat man was strong, he could not resist it. The fat man wanted to take out the talisman paper in his pocket, but he couldn't take action. At the critical moment, a man's voice appeared:

"If the energy is not dissipated, the spirit will be dizzy. There is no thought in the quiet, and a yang will be born! The dragon and tiger will be forgiven!!" As the figure flashed, Li Dagou, who was pressing on the fat man, was knocked away.

The person who took action was Zuo Shisan, the owner of Qingzhu Temple. His face was full of heroic spirit and a hint of unruly in his eyes.

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief, and after hearing the sound, he knew that there was a rescue.

"Senior brother, you are back. If you were a little later, I would have sacrificed gloriously." The fat man said and got up from the ground.

Zuo Shisan looked at Li Dagou who was lying motionless on the ground, and he was gasping.

Logically speaking, with the cultivation of the second stance of Wuji True Qi at Zuo Thirteen, let alone the first stance of using the Dragon and Tiger Seven Amnesty Seal, even the seventh stance will not consume too much physical strength and your own true qi.

But now... Zuo Shisan took a deep breath, turned around and asked Hu Yijun:

"Fatty, what's going on? How come there is such a thing in the Taoist temple?" According to common sense, ordinary evil things are absolutely afraid to get close to their Qingzhu Temple.

"Senior brother, now isn't the time to talk about this. That hanged ghost is about to run away!" The fat man pointed behind Zuo Shisan with his finger.

Zuo Shisan looked back and saw a ball of black air flying into the air and flying out of the Taoist temple. He was immediately surprised: I was hit by my Dragon and Tiger Seven Authentic Seals and was not so scattered on the spot? This hanged ghost has some background!

"Old man, you're hasty!" Zuo Shisan jumped to chase him out, and at the speed of the hanged ghost, how could he run past Zuo Shisan, who was cultivating Wuji true qi? But when he saw his right hand gently waved, a purple true qi shot out from his palm, and shot the black air that was running away in the air, and instantly disappeared.

...

Back in the yard, An Rushuang and Fatty walked over with him. The Fatty asked anxiously:

"Has that hanged ghost been solved?"

"It's solved." There were sweat beads of sweat on Zuo Shisan's cheeks, and An Rushuang saw it. She had long noticed Zuo Shisan's recent abnormality and planned to find some time to ask him alone.

Seeing that his apprentice had been lying on the ground and was unconscious, Ma Jianguo ran over and helped him up from the ground, looked at Zuo Shisan and others and asked:

"He...what is wrong with him? Big dog, wake up..."

"Stop shouting, you can't wake him up now, carry him to the house first, and then tell me how you got involved with that thing." Zuo Shisan felt like his heart was burning and extremely uncomfortable.

He was a little confused about what was wrong with his body? Why did his cultivation suddenly begin to gradually regress, and the speed of his regression became more and more powerful!

Ma Jianguo nodded quickly and carried his apprentice Li Dagou into the house.

After settling down Li Dagou, Ma Jianguo told Zuo Shisan in the house all the things that happened that night.

When Ma Jianguo saw that Zuo Shisan could become the master of his opinion at a young age, he must have something outstanding. And I don’t know if it was because of psychological reasons. As long as Zuo Shisan sat opposite him, Ma Jianguo felt an inexplicable sense of security in his heart.

After hearing this, Zuo Shisan felt something strange. As Ma Jianguo himself said, they had never done anything wrong, so why did the hanged ghosts just target them? He even risked to enter Qingzhu Temple. Could it be that he or his apprentice had something that was different from ordinary people?

Thinking of this, Zuo Shisan got up and came to the inner room, gathered his true energy in his eyes, staring at Li Dagou who had fallen into a coma and looked carefully...

Without any exception, he is just an ordinary person.

Seeing this, Zuo Shisan couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that his judgment was correct. His cultivation was disappearing at an uncontrollable speed. The true energy in his body was getting less and less, and there was no reason at all!

If it were in the past, the hanged ghost would never dare to enter Qingzhu Temple easily. It seems that his deterrence to evil things has also decreased.

We must seize the time to find the problem, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

This matter is imminent.

In fact, Zuo Shisan realized that his cultivation level had regressed and began to practice even more crazily, but to no avail. His body was like a balloon pierced by a needle, and his true energy was passing by bit.

Walking out of the inner room, Ma Jianguo asked worriedly:

"Master Zuo, is my apprentice okay?" Li Dagou was his first apprentice. If something happened to him, he would be the master and would not be able to explain to his parents.

"It's okay, just sleep for one night. It's getting late. Fatty, please take this guest to rest first. I have something to say to Rushuang." Since the decisive battle of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, Zuo Shisan's mind has become more and more mature.

After the fat man took Ma Jianguo away, An Rushuang helped Zuo Shisan make a cup of tea and handed it to him:

"Thirteen, I think you seem to have something to worry about."

"Yes, I feel that my cultivation is slowly regressing, and I can't find any reason. This makes me extremely insecure and a sense of crisis become more and more serious, and..." Zuo Shisan said here and suddenly stopped.

An Rushuang saw the seriousness of the matter from the expression on his face. She did not rush to ask, but stood aside and waited quietly.

After a while, Zuo Shisan breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"I just came back from the underworld. He told me that Hongyan was not dead, and her wronged soul never stepped into the underworld!"

Zuo Shisan's words surprised An Rushuang. Hongyan was not dead, so where was she hiding now?

"There is another possibility that Hongyan is dead, but her ghost is still left in the world and hidden, thus avoiding the pursuit of Yinma. With her ability, it is not difficult to avoid the past." Zuo Shisan said.

An Rushuang nodded:

"No matter where Hongyan is hiding now, we have to be more careful and prevent problems before they happen."

Soon, the fat man returned to the house. The three of them chatted in the house for a while and went to bed...

One night later, Zuo Shisan and Fatty sent Ma Jianguo and Li Dagou away in the morning. After breakfast, Zuo Shisan, An Rushuang and Fatty came to the grave of Taoist Qingfeng, the back mountain behind Qingzhuguan.

Zuo Shisan brought his master, Master Qingfeng, the roast chicken and grilled fish he loved to eat most during his lifetime. After the worship, Zuo Shisan took out his mobile phone, took out a picture from it, and said to Master Qingfeng's tombstone with a smile:

"Master, look, I've reached the King's level in the Eagle Bear Alliance now. If you are still here, you should be happy for me, right?"

The fat man stood aside and couldn't help it and said:

"Master, thanks to me, if I hadn't taken him, he would have never been able to become a king in his life. He had a silly hand and a typical IQ and speed. He only had 3 skills in total, and he would have been scattered."

An Rushuang glanced at the fat man and Zuo Shisan and said softly:

"Can you be more serious?"

Zuo Shisan said with a smile:

"Ru Shuang, we have to be happy. Master should be very happy to see how we are now."

A gust of wind blew, and the dog tail grass on the grave of Taoist Qingfeng shook, as if he was saying hello to the three of them.
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