Zhang Yiyi, Senior Brother of Longhushan. Later, he was framed and imprisoned in the ghost prison of the Manchester Consortium.
Because his parents and relatives were all killed by the Manchester Consortium, Zhang Yiyi vowed to break through the ghost prison and kill all the exorcists of the Manchester Consortium. To this end, he would not hesitate to turn into a demon with one thought, and he would be burned together.
It's just that he was a bit unlucky. He encountered a rare skeleton that became a spirit in a hundred years. When this white bone became a spirit, it attracted a cloud of disaster. Under the lightning and thunder, even he was affected and was almost beaten back.
Original form.
It was at that time that Yu Buren learned about Zhang Yitong.
Yu Buren took pity on this Senior Brother of Longhu Mountain and wanted to save him once. But at that time, Zhang Dao was neither a human nor a ghost, so he didn't have the ability.
Later, as Yu Buren's abilities became stronger and stronger, he returned to the ruins of the Ghost Prison and brought him back with the magic-forbidden rope.
In fact, Zhang Yiyi is now a time bomb, and he may explode at some point. Fortunately, Buren knew that the Wen family had printed burial clothes, so he took Zhang Yiyi to seek help.
At that time, Yu Buren had already emerged in the circle and could be regarded as a new generation of top masters. In addition, Zhang Daodao was the senior brother of Longhu Mountain. If he could be cured, he would definitely gain the friendship of Longhu Mountain.
Wen Taizi is a bold and unrestrained person, and she will definitely not be stingy if she has printed burial clothes.
But the Wen family's printed burial clothes have not been found so far. Yu Buren was disappointed and wanted to take Zhang Yiyi away, but unexpectedly saw the soul-cultivating stone man.
Originally, these eleven soul-cultivating stone men were cultivating eleven remnants of souls waiting for salvation, but the soul-cultivating stone men were made of a special material, and the magnetic field fluctuations they emitted were able to calm Zhang Yiyi's turbulent inner demons.
So Wen Taizi and Yu Buren discussed and decided to hand over the soul-cultivating stone to Zhang Yiyi for safekeeping for three years. If the stamped burial clothes were found within three years, they would replace the soul-cultivating stone.
If that doesn't work, then find another way. You can't just let Zhang Yiyi become a demon. From now on, he will kill people and eat ghosts when he sees them, right?
After Wen Taizi, Yu Buren, and Zhang Yiyi exchanged opinions, they handed over the soul-cultivating stone man to Zhang Yiyi for safekeeping.
At the beginning, Wen Taizi didn't know the value of the soul-cultivating stone man. He only knew who was keeping this thing for safekeeping or not? By handing it to Zhang Yiyi, not only could he suppress his demonic energy, but he could also free up his hands to find stamped coffins.
Clothes.
But who would have thought that before the three-year deadline was up, the exorcists represented by Jiang Zhong Xiaolong would come together, forcing Prince Wen to almost have no way out.
But after I called out Zhang Yiduo's name, the homeless beggar's body started to tremble slightly. Before Wen Taizi could comfort him, Zhang Yiduo couldn't help but laugh weirdly.
He smiled so sinisterly that the ghosts around him were so frightened that they ran away. Wen Taizi's face changed drastically and he said: "Let's go quickly! Don't anger him!"
Later I learned that the demonic energy in Zhang Dao's body had become more and more intense in the past three years. Even with the support of the soul-cultivating stone man, he still felt powerless.
If the stamped burial clothes are still not found before the three-year deadline, I am afraid that Zhang Yiyi's only way out is to commit suicide to avoid harming others and himself.
However, Zhang Yiyi's smile and the sinister aura made all the hair on my body stand up. But Wen Taizi pulled me twice and I didn't move away. Instead, he tilted his head and said, "There is one thing that I haven't done yet."
It’s too late to tell you…”
"I have found that printed burial suit."
As soon as these words were spoken, not only Wen Taizi was stunned, but even Zhang Yiyi's strange laughter stopped abruptly.
Come to think of it, the printed burial clothes have been missing for decades, and the Wen family has spent generations without getting any news. Zhang Daodao is even waiting for the printed burial clothes to suppress the evil thoughts in his heart. It can be said that this printed burial clothes
Convince, whether it is for the Wen family or Zhang Yiyi, is a life-saving thing.
Now this dress is in my hands?
I opened my backpack and took out a square gift box with a knot made of red ribbons. Speaking of which, Zhou Dajing picked this box because it was a birthday gift after all, so it shouldn’t be too much.
Even though it is shabby, the issue of face still needs to be taken into consideration.
According to our original intention, the printed burial clothes should be given to Wen Taizi as a birthday gift, but there were too many things that happened at the Wen family banquet. Not only did a fake Zhang Wuxin appear, but he also talked to Jiang Zhong
Xiaolong completely turned his back.
So much so that I never had a chance to speak.
It wasn't until I met Zhang Yiyi that I was shocked to realize that what this Senior Brother from Longhu Mountain had been waiting for was the printed burial clothes that I got by chance.
The matter was so important that Wen Taizi didn't care about his image. He snatched the gift box from my hand and tore open the package. He stretched out his hand and pulled it, and a white face appeared.
As mentioned before, this printed burial suit is fully enclosed. It not only has arms and legs, but also a mask and a wig. I don’t know what it is made of. It is extremely flexible and can be adjusted according to the height of the wearer.
to make self-adjustments.
Wen Taizi was stunned at first, then ecstatically said, "It is indeed a printed burial suit!" He grabbed the face, shook his hand, and the clothes unfolded in the wind.
The moment it was unfolded, I saw the floral flowers on the clothes flowing around like running water. Combined with the white face, the whole clothes seemed to suddenly come to life.
Then Wen Taizi stretched out his hand and shouted: "Senior!"
As the saying goes, people feel refreshed when happy events happen. Originally, Zhang Yiyi was like a time bomb, with an extremely unstable temperament. Otherwise, he would not have been hiding in this deserted corner, using the quilt as a bed all day, and living a miserable life.
Miserable.
Just now, after I called out his name, Zhang Yiduo, I was so sad that I almost collapsed, and then violently hurt someone. But when I saw the printed burial clothes, my face instantly turned to ecstasy.
Although the printed coffin is purple, it can gradually eliminate the restlessness and uneasiness in his heart. When he put on the printed coffin, it was like a irritable patient taking a sedative!
I saw Zhang Yiyi took the printed burial clothes from Wen Taizi, and I felt a little relieved. If I had known that this dress was so effective, I would have given it to Wen Taizi.
Zhang Yiyi held the printed burial clothes. As he opened and closed his eyes, I noticed that his pupils were dark in color. However, his expression also became relaxed, and he bowed solemnly to Wen Taizi, and then
He nodded to me.
Zhang Yiyi said: "Brother Wen, according to the previous agreement, I will wear this dress for a month. If the demonization of the body stops after one month, I will come to the door in person to express my gratitude. If even the printed burial clothes can't suppress me
The evil thoughts in my heart should be eliminated by my death. But don’t worry, if I die, a disciple from Longhu Mountain will come to Zhejiang to return this dress!"
After he finished saying this, he said to me: "You haven't asked me your little brother's name yet?"
I said proudly: "Yin Yang Shop, Zhang Wuxin!"
Hearing the words "Yin Yang Store", Zhang Yitong raised his head in astonishment, and then he laughed loudly: "Yin Yang Store, haha! It's actually a Yin Yang Store again! It seems that God has destined me, Zhang Yitou, to use this life to pay off my debts.
Yes! Haha! Hahaha!”
After he finished saying this, he put the printed burial clothes on his body and turned around to leave. He walked very fast, and before I had time to speak, Zhang Yiyi had already disappeared into the alley.
Only his voice echoed in the alley: "I can't say thank you for your kindness! If I, Zhang Yiyi, can come back alive, I will definitely repay this favor! Also, the original eleven soul-cultivating stone figures will be returned! If needed in the future
If you want help, you can go to Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi to seek help! As long as the disciples of Longhu Mountain can do it, they will never refuse!"
After leaving these words, Zhang Yiyi disappeared without a trace with his printed burial clothes. I was dumbfounded as I stared at him, pointed at the dark alley, and said in a loud voice: "Just left like that?"
Wen Taizi glanced at me meaningfully and said, "Aren't you going? Do you want to stay here for the New Year? Zhang Yiyi is struggling to survive in Wenzhou City. The reason why he can persist until now is because of the eleven soul-cultivating stone men.
Apart from the role of his, the only thing left is this belief. Now that he has obtained the stamped burial clothes, if nothing happens, it will only take one month to become a vigorous and heroic man again! How can he not be anxious? "
I deeply agree. It’s like a person who has been disabled for more than ten years suddenly gets a method that can heal his legs. If he doesn’t get treatment quickly, are he still talking nonsense to us?
I just don’t know if this Senior Brother of Longhu Mountain will be able to turn around and come back in a month.
Regardless of whether he was dead or alive, Wen Taizi had already walked quickly to Zhang Yiyi's tattered bedding. He stretched out his hand and pulled it, and the smelly smell rushed towards him.
Under the dirty blanket, eleven pitch-black stone figures were covered in a mess.
This is the famous soul-cultivating stone man.
I thought of what Xiaolong said in the river. The soul-building stone man is extremely valuable internationally and is the kind that even the rich can't buy. But who would have thought that a homeless man huddled in the old city would have such things in his bedding?
Hiding something as rich as the enemy.
The soul-cultivating stone figures are only as big as a palm. Although they are in the homeless man's dirty bed, they are spotless and as black as ink. I noticed that the images of these stone figures are male and female, and they are all different. The only characteristic is that
The workmanship is extremely exquisite, not only the texture changes on the clothes can be carved out, but even the hair strands can be clearly distinguished one by one.
Not to mention the special effects of the soul-cultivating stone man, this craftsmanship alone is probably collected by many people, right?
Wen Taizi carefully counted them and rolled them up with a tattered blanket. The sound of the stone figures colliding with each other made me feel a little distressed.
I said: "Be careful, it's worth billions! No one will pay for it if it gets damaged!"
Wen Taizi said: "Billions of billions? Don't listen to the nonsense of the little dragon in the river. Although I didn't go to that trade fair, I heard people say that it was Miley, the great scientist, who was fighting against the Holy See, so he bid maliciously.
.Otherwise, according to the normal price of a soul-cultivating stone man, it would only cost tens of millions to survive."
I smiled bitterly and said, "How many tens of millions? If it were replaced by a steel ball, it could bury me."
Wen Taizi didn't mind that the tattered blanket left by Zhang Yiyi was dirty, so she picked her up and turned around to leave. As she walked, she urged me: "We have to go back. If we can't make those bastards shed some blood today, I, Mrs. Wen, will