"Brother Heng, these are all miscellaneous things of no value."
Wen Cai searched around the room and quickly came to report to Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng nodded, handed him the damaged spirit baby statue and the soup cup, and said bluntly: "Go downstairs and have a look."
downstairs.
Mi Qilian sat on a chair with a big belly, while Mi Nianying stood beside her.
Seeing Zhang Heng and two people going downstairs, Mi Nianying said happily: "Brother Heng, my sister is fine."
"Nonsense, it's just a ghost servant who died. What can happen to your sister? The one in her belly is the real owner."
Zhang Heng responded, taking out the eye-opening money and swiping it across his eyes.
The next second he looked at Mi Qilian, he saw that her whole body was shrouded in darkness, and she was filled with demonic energy.
"Amazing!"
Zhang Heng collected the eye-opening coins and whispered: "Madam, you don't have to move, I'll help you check your stomach."
As he said that, he stretched out his hand to touch Mi Qilian's belly.
Snapped!!
Before she even touched her, a ray of electric light popped up on Mi Qilian's belly, which directly bounced Zhang Heng's hand away.
Zhang Heng was shocked and confused, feeling his numb arms, and whispered: "Electricity?"
Normally, thunder and lightning are the nemesis of ghosts.
The demon baby in Mi Qilian's belly can actually control thunder and lightning. The background of this demon baby may not be simple.
"Brother Heng, how are you?"
Wencai looked at a loss.
Zhang Heng looked at Mi Qilian's belly and then at the sword in his hand.
If he could, if he stabbed it with his sword now, given the extraordinary strength of the Taiping Sword, he should be able to kill the demon infant.
It's just that the Demon Infant is now living in symbiosis with Mi Qilian. If the Demon Infant dies, I'm afraid Mi Qilian will not be able to live alone.
Considering the relationship between Uncle Jiu and Mi Qilian, one corpse and two lives, Uncle Jiu must become a demon. When the time comes
Zhang Heng did not dare to think about it any more.
Even with the Taiping Sword in hand, with his cultivation in the middle stage of Qi training, he would not be able to compete with Uncle Jiu.
After all, Uncle Jiu was no weaker than anyone else in his life, and after annihilating Old Master Ren, he was a blessing in disguise. His moral practice increased greatly, and his cultivation reached the late stage of foundation building. Although he was not ranked among the Seven Sons of Maoshan, he was still a first-level existence among the Seven Sons of Maoshan.
He was so possessed that it was useless even if Master Xu came, the old guy from the mountain had to go down to Maoshan.
A picture emerged in Zhang Heng's mind.
in the screen.
Uncle Jiu was dressed in red, his eyebrows were pointed and he was pouring out the Eight Diagrams.
On the other side, the three elders of Maoshan each had white hair and white eyebrows. Behind them stood the younger generation of Maoshan Seventh Son and Zhang Heng. They looked at Uncle Jiu with a look of regret: "Ajiu, please turn back."
Uncle Jiu laughed wildly: "I can't come back, three uncles, come on."
The picture was so beautiful that Zhang Heng couldn't help but shudder.
"Brother Heng, how's it going?"
Seeing that Zhang Heng was silent, Wencai couldn't help but ask another question.
"How is it? What do you think?"
Zhang Heng looked away and sighed: "I'm afraid there is nothing I can do. I'd better wait for my uncle to come."
Zhang Heng has only been practicing Taoism for a short period of time. He has never dealt with Ling Ying before, so he doesn't dare to mess around.
After all, what is inside Mi Qilian's body is not an ordinary spiritual infant, but a ninth-generation demon infant, the ultimate nine-dimensional creature. No one can say how powerful it is.
evening.
Uncle Jiu came back with Long Nanguang.
Judging from the smile on his face, the trip should go smoothly.
"Huh?"
When he saw everyone sitting in the hall with serious faces, the smile on Uncle Jiu's face disappeared: "Why are you all sitting in the hall? What happened?"
"Uncle Master."
Zhang Heng held the sword in both hands and glanced at the spirit infant statue on the coffee table: "Take a look."
"Spiritual Infant Statue?"
Uncle Jiu only glanced at it, and then his eyes narrowed slightly: "No, it's an evil baby statue!"
After saying that, he picked up the statue of the Spiritual Infant and took a look. After seeing the nine red lines at the back, his expression changed again: "It's the Demonic Infant!"
Turning to look at Zhang Heng: "Where does this devil baby come from?"
Seeing Zhang Heng holding the sword with both hands, Uncle Jiu said with relief: "Don't be nervous, I'm here, don't worry."
Zhang Heng took a deep look at Uncle Jiu and said bluntly: "We found the long-haired maid from her room. She was controlled by the demon baby. As for the demon baby."
Zhang Heng's eyes fell on Mi Qilian's belly: "You will know after you open your Dharma eyes."
"Lian Mei?"
Uncle Jiu perked up and quickly opened his Dharma eyes to look at Mi Qilian.
At one glance, Uncle Jiu took a breath and whispered: "Now we're in trouble!"
"Uncle Master, what should I do?"
Zhang Heng asked.
"Burn a few talismans first."
Uncle Jiu did not dare to delay and immediately said to Mi Nianying: "Help your sister back to the room first."
Mi Qilian touched her belly and looked back at Uncle Jiu three times at a time.
Long Nanguang, who was on the side, saw this and couldn't care less about being jealous. He stood beside Uncle Jiu and asked anxiously: "Douchiying, is my wife okay?"
"It's much more troublesome than yours."
"You can take powder made from zombie teeth and take a medicinal bath later and you'll be fine."
"Lianmei"
Uncle Jiu looked embarrassed: "She has a demon fetus in her belly. If she is allowed to give birth to the child, the demon fetus will definitely bring disaster to the world. The best way now is to burn a few talismans to drive away the demon fetus.
Don’t let it be born in a womb.”
"Master, is the demon fetus so easy to talk to?"
Wencai couldn't help but ask.
"Whether we can rush it or not, we have to try it first."
After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he ordered to Zhang Heng: "Ah Heng, go outside and break a willow branch and get a bowl of well water."
"Yes, uncle."
Zhang Heng was ordered to leave.
Half an hour later.
Everyone gathered in Mi Qilian's room.
Mi Qilian was lying on the bed, exposing her belly. Uncle Jiu held a willow branch and kept beating her with water: "The nectar on the willow branch can make one drop spread all over the place, and the fishy smell, dirt, dirt, and turbidity will be removed. This will make the altar
The place is clean."
Zhang Heng stood aside.
Ring the copper bell with your hand and recite the mantra to purify the heaven and earth.
Incantation:
The heaven and earth are natural, the odor is dispersed, the cave is mysterious, and Taiyuan shines brightly.
The mighty gods from all directions make me natural, and the spiritual treasures and talismans tell the nine heavens.
Qian Radana, Cave Gang Taixuan, kill demons and bind evil spirits, save thousands of ghosts.
Zhongshan Divine Mantra, Yuanshi Jade Inscription, reciting it once will prevent illness and prolong life.
After a while.
Recite the mantra once.
Uncle Jiu took out a talisman, turned it over with his backhand, and the talisman ignited spontaneously, and whispered: "Salute to the Lord of Heaven to save the suffering, and bring good luck to the suffering, so as to avoid difficulties and eliminate disasters."
A little.
The talisman was completely burned.
Along with the upward green smoke, Mi Qilian exhaled a breath of black air. The black air chased the green smoke, as if it was going to the nine heavens.
Whoosh!
The next second.
Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the black smoke seemed to have thought of something again, and broke away from the green smoke and got into Mi Qilian's stomach again.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Heng frowned slightly and whispered: "Uncle Master, the Demon Infant is too violent and wants to be reincarnated into the world. Please don't leave at all."
After saying that, he added: "I'm afraid it will be tough."
"no."
Uncle Jiu objected: "Mei Lian is already eight months pregnant. She will die if we force her to do so."
"Master, is there any other way?"
Wencai also said at the side: "If Mrs. Long dies, Nianying will definitely be sad."
Hear the sound.
Uncle Jiu glared at Wencai.
Wencai shrank his neck in fright.
Originally, he was supposed to stand aside and recite the mantra with Zhang Heng, but in the end, he forgot how to recite the mantra to purify the world and almost made Uncle Jiu angry to death.
"Skills have specializations."
"Meeting psychics, asking for rice, and raising infant spirits are Gu Gu's specialties. I'm not good at these things."
Uncle Jiu walked around the room, and then said to Zhang Heng: "Ah Heng, use my tone, go to the telegraph office and send a telegram to Wuhua, tell Aunt Zhe that I am in trouble, and ask her to come overnight.
You must arrive as soon as possible.”
"Yes, uncle."
Zhang Heng left after saying that.
"Brother Heng, let me go with you. The telegraph office will be off work now. I know all the people on duty."
"Um?"
Zhang Heng thought to himself, how do you know who is on duty today?
Then he thought of Mi Nianying's attribute of "saving all sentient beings", and he didn't feel embarrassed to ask. After all, there were many people in the room, and it would be bad to make a big blush.
"Well, go ahead."
Zhang Heng picked up the sword and walked out without looking back.
"Brother Heng, I'll go with you too."
Wencai also wanted to follow.
"You stay."
Zhang Heng rejected Wencai's kindness.
Wen Cai looked at him pitifully, but due to the presence of Uncle Jiu, he did not dare to say anything else.
Outside the Marshal's Mansion.
"Brother Heng, can you read palms?"
Sitting in the back seat of the car, Mi Nianying looked at Zhang Heng with a smile.
"Won't."
Zhang Heng said without thinking.
"Then what do you know?"
Mi Nianying moved towards Zhang Heng and touched Zhang Heng's Taiping Sword with her little hand: "Brother Heng, this sword is so hard."
Zheng!
Zhang Heng pulled out his sword and said, "I know how to kill people. Do you want to see it?"
"No, not anymore."
Mi Nianying shivered when the cold light on the sword flashed.
"Drive, drive faster."
Zhang Heng held the sword and closed his eyes to rest.
buzz buzz
The car was driving on a small road and there was not a single pedestrian on the street.
After driving for more than ten minutes, Zhang Heng suddenly opened his eyes: "Stop!"
crunch
The car stopped suddenly, and the driver asked unexpectedly: "Mr. Zhang, what's wrong?"
"How far is the Marshal's Mansion from the Telegraph Office?"
"It's not that far."
The driver replied.
Zhang Heng said coldly: "Don't you think this road is a bit long?"
"yes."
Mi Nianying looked out the window: "Why is this road so long and you haven't been out for more than ten minutes?"
crunch
Zhang Heng pushed open the car door and got out of the car with his sword in hand.
Woo woo woo
A gust of wind blew, Zhang Heng stretched out his hand to grab it, and saw a piece of paper in his hand.
L.
A trumpet sounded in my ears.
Zhang Heng looked forward and saw a group of funeral processions wearing white clothes, carrying coffins, singing and dancing walking towards the opposite side.
The next second, there was another movement behind him.
When I turned around, I saw at the other end a group of people wearing red clothes and carrying a large sedan chair to welcome the bride.
"How dare you show off your trivial skills!"
Zhang Heng snorted coldly, stepped on the Seven Stars, and drew out his sword: "General, please help me!"
After saying that, he pointed the tip of his sword towards the funeral procession.
"Call the wind!"
woo woo woo woo
With Zhang Heng as the center, a yellow wind swept across the sky and swept towards the funeral procession.
As soon as I saw them, each paper figure was blown into the sky by the strong wind, and was torn to pieces in the blink of an eye.
"Please help me, General Digong!"
Zhang Heng shouted again, pointing his sword at the wedding team: "Call the rain!"
Wow.
It rained heavily.
The yellow raindrops fell to the ground, and as soon as they touched the flowers, plants and trees, they withered and died.
The wedding team was hit by raindrops and began to melt instantly.
Zhang Heng took a closer look and saw that under the red auspicious clothes were actually dummies filled with tree branches, corn stalks, sorghum stalks and withered grass.
"If you are born in Jiazi, the world will be blessed!"
Zhang Heng raised his sword horizontally and pointed toward the sky: "Please help me, General Heavenly Lord!"
Boom!!
A bolt of thunder struck down suddenly, hitting the Taiping Sword.
Zhang Heng stepped on the Seven Stars and slashed out with his sword into the space around him: "Break!"
Click!!
A gap opened in the space, and then it suddenly shattered like a mirror.
When you first look, you can see that there is no path here, it is clearly a cemetery, with more than a dozen dummies buried with them on both sides of the grave.
"snort!"
Zhang Heng returned the sword to its sheath and snorted coldly: "If you don't know the number of heaven, you don't know me either."