Mr. Thaumaturgy

Chapter 181 Being used as a gun

The next shocking thing happened, just in Qingyuan, it touched the flying bird. As if the flying bird came alive, it immediately flapped its wings and flew forward quickly.

The flying bird flew over extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the flying bird had disappeared.

Just when the flying birds disappeared, a group of quacking sounds sounded, and I looked up towards the top of my head, and the crows above my head quickly flapped their wings, blinking, these crows flew up in groups above the woods.

The crow flew in a circle just big enough to enclose us

"It's really interesting." Ping Jiang said lightly.

Immediately after, a flying bird flew to Qingyuan's finger, and the flying bird whispered in his ear a few times, Qingyuan's face became gloomy, and the paper bird on his shoulder disappeared all of a sudden.

"Axiong, call someone to dig it down with two shovels at a distance of about 50 meters to the left." Qingyuan said lightly.

The two of them took orders immediately, and quickly took out two shovels from the trunk. After taking them, they immediately dug on the ground according to Qingyuan's intention.

After a while, I saw the two of them drag out a dead body.

"Senior Brother Qing, he was the one who cleared the package. Looking at the face of the corpse, he died yesterday." The disciple of the Qing family said.

Hearing what the disciples of the Qing family said, Qing Yuan waved his hands, and the disciples of the Qing family immediately retreated.

"The person who just arrived in the car was not my disciple of the Qing family. My disciple of the Qing family died a long time ago yesterday and was buried here. The person who pretended to be my disciple of the Qing family must be the Tsing Yi evil master." Qing Yuan said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ping Jiang came over, first cupped his fists towards Qingyuan, and then said: "In my opinion, it may not be, it wasn't done by the evil master Tsing Yi, anyone can do this kind of soul control."

"Oh, who does Brother Ping Jiang think did it?" Qingyuan asked.

"Instead, it was made by other families. The Qing family was the first to find the specific body of the evil master in Tsing Yi.
The whereabouts of the body, the other families are naturally unwilling to let the Qing family get the secret of the Thousand Ghosts Resentment Picture, so they made it out and deliberately led us to a specific location, but it seems that this place is more like a trap. "Ping Jiang said.

Only the Qing family knew the whereabouts of the Tsing Yi evil master, and the other families didn't know at all. I can't get this kind of thing and I won't let you get it.

The crows above the head stopped suddenly, and a lot of fog began to pour out around it. The fog became thicker and thicker, and soon blocked the sight.

"I didn't expect that it was not the Tsing Yi evil master who wanted to fight with us, but other patriarchs. It's really ridiculous." Qingyuan said coldly, and then took out the mahogany sword on his back, and the yang energy circulated on the mahogany sword.

Then he said coldly: "Open!"

This sword waved a strong yang energy, which directly smashed the fog barrier into pieces.

A scream of pain fell directly from the big tree above his head, and fell hard to the ground.
Several disciples of the Qing family rushed over quickly, put their hands on the neck of the onmyoji, quickly escorted him over, and kicked him on the hind legs, causing the disciple of the Qing family to kneel directly on the ground.

A few disciples of the Qing family checked it out, with doubts on their faces, and said to Qing Yuan: "Senior brother Qing, this disciple is not a disciple of other sects, but an unknown onmyoji."

I touched my chin, and I vaguely understood something in my heart. In order to avoid suspicion, other families would naturally not send their own onmyoji, so I chose an unknown onmyoji.

"Ask him, who sent it?" Qingyuan said coldly.

The arrested onmyoji was about 30 years old, and he was not afraid when he was arrested, but when he saw Qingyuan's face, the man suddenly trembled.

"Qingjia Raksha, Qingyuan?" the man asked in a slightly flustered tone.

Qingyuan raised his hand, telling the disciples of the Qing family not to do anything yet.

"Know me?" Qingyuan asked.

"Grassing the grass, Senior Qing, I really didn't know it was you. Someone paid a big price and asked me to build a foggy forest array, and let a convoy circle around in the forest. It's a good fee, I just came here, if I knew it was you, I wouldn't dare to come here." The man panicked.

"Really? I can't trust you just by relying on one-sided words. Let me see if you have recanted the lie." Qingyuan said.

He raised his hand, and when the man saw Qingyuan raised his hand, he backed away desperately, with a look of panic and anxiety on his face.

"Senior Qing, I know I was wrong, please be merciful, I really know this, I was also used as a gun." The man shook his head desperately.

Qingyuan didn't pay attention at all, and put his hands on the man's head instantly. A few Qing family disciples pressed the man's left and right shoulders, and their knees pressed against his back, making him unable to move for a moment.

"Why is this man so afraid of Qingyuan?" I asked Shouhou suspiciously.

The thin monkey swallowed his saliva, and a trace of panic and anxiety appeared on his face.

"Qingyuan's method is very strange, the name of Rakshasa is not for nothing." Said the thin monkey.

Just when the thin monkey finished saying this, the man whose head was held down by Qingyuan suddenly screamed, the voice was extremely loud, and then the man's whole body twitched, drooling directly, and he became incontinent .

After 1 minute, Qingyuan put away his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and asked the two disciples next to him to let him go.

"What's the matter, Senior Brother Qing?" the disciple of the Qing family asked curiously.

"It's okay, what he said is indeed the truth, this guy didn't know it, he was an unlucky guy who was shot." Qingyuan said.

"Then what should he do?" the disciple of the Qing family asked.

"The soul has been accidentally shattered by me. He is a fool now. Let him wander around. If he is lucky, he should be able to survive." Qingyuan said lightly. It seems that this is not the first time.

The thin monkey gave me a look, look at me.

I glanced at the man, the man giggled, drooling all over the floor, raised his hand, pointed a few times, and laughed again.

As an assistant to clear the house, all of this is determined by the Qing family.

The others didn't say much, so I naturally didn't say much, everyone has accidents, it's just to see who gets unlucky first.

"Brother Qing, what should we do now? Do you want to tell me the location of the evil master Tsing Yi so that we can get there too?" Ping Jiang asked.

Qingyuan didn't want to tell, but just smiled lightly: "Brother Ping Jiang will follow us, as soon as we arrive, brother Ping Jiang will naturally arrive."

Ping Jiang knew that Qingyuan didn't want to tell, so naturally he wouldn't ask too much.

(End of this chapter)