There was a loud noise, and three pillars of fire rushed from the three sticks of incense and shot toward Tianshi Qian's head.
Tianshi Qian rolled around on the spot like a lazy donkey. While he dodged the two divine fires, he couldn't dodge the third one no matter what.
In desperation, he could only raise the leather drum as a shield in front of himself.
In just an instant, the leather drum, which was engraved with the disregard for the cinnabar spell, was reduced to ashes in the thick smoke, and was hurriedly thrown out by Qian Tianshi.
"That's awesome, who is this?" After one round of fighting, his magic weapon was destroyed by the opponent, which made Qian Tianshi a little crazy.
You must know that magic weapons are not ordinary things. It is very important for an ordinary Taoist to have just one or two. Qian Tianshi was very careful, so only a leather drum and a seven-star sword were considered magic weapons. The loss was not small.
"The idea hurts my hands, I can't fight with him anymore!" Qian Tianshi's eyes flashed with a ruthless look, he hit his chest hard, and sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist.
At the same time, the foggy mirror in front of Uncle Ying was instantly covered by red mist. When he looked up, he saw a red light. No matter how Uncle Ying cast spells, he could not disperse the red mist.
"Master, what's going on?" Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng couldn't help but ask when they saw the red mist covering their sight.
Uncle Ying shook his head slightly, gave up casting spells, and said: "This is a blood curse. It is extremely powerful. Once it is cast, it will cause serious damage to the vitality, and even death. The Taoist priest used the blood curse to seal my spell. It was just like this. At least
It seems that he is desperate to lose six years to his life span!"
"Master, what should we do?" Qiu Sheng handed Uncle Ying some tea to moisten his mouth and asked, "Wouldn't this mean that Mr. Ren's bones would not be found?"
"No, the power of the blood curse can last for three days at most. I will continue to cast the spell after three days. I want to see how long he has to fight like this." Uncle Ying took a sip of tea and walked towards the back room without looking back.
He ordered: "Tear down the altar and I will meet him in three days."
At the same time, in the cave...
"Qian Tianshi, are you okay?" Qian Tianshi spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned green and white, his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground.
Wang Xu, who was in the shadows, saw Master Qian becoming like this, lowered his voice and spoke slowly, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"It's okay, but this Taoist priest is too powerful. I can't fight him, so I can only seal his spell with a blood curse. Three days, we only have three days at most. If we can't refine the zombie within three days, he will definitely come to us then.
Come." Tianshi Qian wiped the corners of his mouth with an expression as if his wife had died.
Wang Xu frowned slightly, walked out of the shadows, and whispered: "Refining a corpse takes at least seven days. We have already practiced for two days. Add three days to make five days. There is not enough time!"
"There is nothing we can do. At this point, we can only resign ourselves to fate!" Tianshi Qian shook his head silently. If it doesn't work, it won't work. If we continue to fight, it won't work.
As for the matter of refining the corpse, it was difficult. He had some confidence in the seven days, but he could only leave it to fate for the five days. Whether it would succeed or not would depend on whether God would reward him or not.
"Is there no other way?" Wang Xu asked again unwillingly.
Tianshi Qian smiled bitterly, took out a snake and two frogs and swallowed them alive. His expression became a little better, and he said with difficulty: "Unless you can get that Taoist priest away so that he can't cause trouble to me, otherwise...
It can only be this way."
"Get out of the way!" Wang Xu nodded slightly, glanced at the coffin in the cave, and said, "You can rest, I'll find a way."
Wang Xu left without looking back, thinking about how to lure Uncle Ying away so that he would not have time to trouble Tianshi Qian.
Is it okay to make a false accusation? Pay the county security team to find a reason to arrest Uncle Ying and lock him up for a few days, and then release him after the zombie is refined.
No, as soon as this idea came up, Wang Xu rejected it in his heart.
Uncle Ying is his idol. If he tortures Uncle Ying in this way, he will not be able to pass his own test and will feel uneasy with his conscience.
But besides this method, what other countermeasures are there? Wang Xu fell into deep thought for a while.
Half an hour later, Wang Xu returned to Renjia Town and happened to catch up with the night market in the town, where there was an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going.
Walking among the crowd, before Wang Xu could think of a countermeasure, the conversation between the two salesmen came over.
"It's really unlucky. My mother-in-law's father is dead. Someone sent me a message in the evening. I don't know how many days it will take for her to come back. I won't be able to do any business."
"It's a waste of time, so you have to suffer the consequences. We have a custom of burying corpses for five days, and it doesn't take more than seven or eight days to go back and forth!"
"Yes, but I can't do it if I don't go. My mother-in-law is crying so hard that she doesn't want to think about who will make money to support the family if we all go."
The two salesmen left with their burdens on their shoulders. They were talking without meaning, but Wang Xu was listening with intention.
It's hard to say whether Uncle Ying has parents, but he has several senior brothers. If any of his senior brothers sends an urgent message asking Uncle Ying to rush over to help immediately, will Uncle Ying leave immediately?
"Yes, and it will definitely happen. As long as the person who delivers the message tells Uncle Ying that his senior brother is in big trouble that affects his life and death, Uncle Ying will never sit back and wait for death, so that he can be deceived. Let me think about it.
"Which of Uncle Ying's brothers is nearby? It's not far or close. It will take five or six days to get there." Wang Xu has been here for a few days, and he usually chats with Wen Cai a lot, and he quickly thought of someone.
Mamadi, Uncle Ying's senior brother, comes from the movie Musical Zombie.
At the beginning, Wang Xu found it quite interesting when he heard that Uncle Ying had a senior brother named Mamadi.
Now that I think about it, this senior brother who is usually unreliable and loves to cause trouble is the one who can lure Uncle Ying away. Moreover, he is so unreliable that even Wencai and Qiu Sheng know that he has caused trouble.
Uncle Ying would definitely not doubt it if his life was in serious trouble.
...Yizhuang...
Dong dong dong...
Uncle Ying was washing his feet in the living room when a rapid knock on the door rang.
Wencai, who was lying aside and taking a nap, suddenly woke up when he heard the knock on the door. He looked at the sky outside and said happily: "Master, Brother Wang must be back. Maybe there is a midnight snack!"
Wencai happily went to open the door. When he opened the door, he didn't see Wang Xu. Instead, he saw a man dressed as a beggar.
The beggar had a gray face and a pungent stench. He said, "Brother, is this Uncle Ying's charity village?"
"Yeah, who are you looking for?" Wen Cai covered his nose in disgust and asked with an unhappy look on his face.
The beggar was overjoyed and said: "I am a beggar from Baijiazhuang. There is a Taoist priest named Mamadi who asked me to send a message to Uncle Ying. Taoist Mamadi said that he has encountered a big trouble. If Uncle Ying returns within six days,
If we don't catch him, he will die. Okay, I brought the message. Believe it or not, I'm leaving..."
"Hey, don't go, tell me clearly what's going on!" Wencai wanted to ask again, but found that the beggar had disappeared into the night.
Seeing that the person had left, Wencai closed the door helplessly and quickly reported to Uncle Ying.
"What, did you hear that correctly?" Hearing Wencai's repetition, Uncle Ying suddenly stood up.
Of course, Wencai didn't think he heard it wrong, so he hurriedly said: "Master, I heard it right. That's what that person said. He also said, Master, if you can't arrive in six days, you can collect the body for Uncle Master!"
"This mummy causes trouble for me every day, and I have to clean up his mess every year, ugh!" Uncle Ying quickly put on his shoes and trotted into the room.
Wencai followed behind, scratched his head, and asked stupidly: "Master, are you going?"
"What's the matter if you don't go? Your uncle's level is not very high. He likes to brag to others. This time he must have taken over the trouble, and he can't handle it himself!" Uncle Ying wiped his butt.
, there is no doubt about such a message.
Wen Cai nodded clearly. He also knew who his uncle was, but he just asked doubtfully: "Master, if you rush over now, what will you do with the bones of Mr. Ren?"
"Is Mr. Ren's bones more important, or is your uncle's life more important?"
"Of course uncle is important."
"Then what nonsense are you talking about? Hurry and prepare my luggage. I really want to collect your uncle's body!"