I descend into the world of heaven

On the top of the mountain, Chen Chu took a sip of strong wine.

The peach wood sword was inserted into a red plastic bowl filled with white rice, and a small pile was picked out. White wine was sprayed on it. He quickly drew a talisman with a pen in his left hand and attached it to the spine of the sword. He chanted a spell in his mouth:

"I respectfully invite Yinghuo to march, the Fire Bell General, the Fire Bell God, the Fire Bell Boy, the Fire Bell Soldier, and the Fire Bell General Song Wuji. To drive away the fire thunder, shake the fire bells, capture Bingding, and soar the fire clouds, up and down in all directions, to cover the evil god, There is no exit from the inside, and no entrance from the outside. Anyone who dares to violate it will be turned into dust, and the haste is like a law!"

Then the rice grains on the peach wood sword passed through the flames on the candle. The flames rose and made a crackling sound. Chen Chu held the talisman paper on the spine of the sword with the index and middle fingers of his left hand and rolled it. The talisman paper burned the tip of the sword. Wrap the rice grains and throw them into a plastic rice bowl.

The needle pricked the middle finger, and with a flick of the blood, the talisman burned violently and the entire plastic bowl was filled with flames...

He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and recited the fire bell curse just now in his mouth, very fast, like a tongue twister...

In the bookstore.

The shop owner only felt that the temperature of the entire shop began to rise. The bugs in the large and small earthen jars in the recess of the desk were struggling crazily, and even a few jars automatically ignited flames.

The Gumantong in the shrine behind him also cried.

He didn't understand that according to the information he had, this opponent was just a young man in his twenties, no matter how powerful his cultivation level was, he should have been killed by the curse just now...

It must be resolved quickly.

The shop owner muttered something in his mouth, inserted his hands into various earthen jars and kept taking out insects and stuffing them into his mouth. The vocabulary was vague, he made several seals with his hands, and then he took out a small scroll from the drawer. The material was very special, both Not paper or cloth, but human skin...

He spit out the bugs in his mouth on his right hand, used his index finger as a pen, and drew a simple figure of Chen Chu on the scroll. He grabbed a utility knife with his left hand and stabbed it into the middle of the portrait's eyebrows, shouting: "Give it to me." Die!"

Chen Chu felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows, and a wave of heat surged out of his body to repel the pain. It was General Zeng's protection skill that took effect...

But it can only be blocked once.

He used a knife to melt the tip of his index finger, released more blood into the flaming plastic bowl, and recited the mantra even louder! Like adding fuel to a fire, the flames danced wildly and were more than half a meter high!

The shop owner was sweating on his forehead. He took off his shirt and left his upper body naked. The meridians of his skin were thick and obvious, and black shadows were constantly squirming back and forth inside, as if they would burst out of the skin at any time.

Huh, flames suddenly appeared on his left shoulder. He endured the pain and wiped it away with his hands. Flames also appeared on his right shoulder, and even on the top of his head. He made a mudra with each hand on his left hand and eliminated the flames again. His eyes were red: "Okay, okay, okay." , You want to burn me to ashes by igniting the fire in the human body, right? It’s a good trick, let’s do it for real!”

He grabbed a utility knife and kept slashing at the portrait of the human skin scroll, and turned around and shouted: "Son, that man is on the hill behind our store, go and kill him..."

The eyes of Gumantong in the shrine lit up, and a vague shadow flew out.

Since it was made into a Gumantong by the shop owner, it has been fed with blood every day. At the same time, it has to be fed with a ghost every seven days to strengthen its soul and prepare for its complete separation from the corpse in the future...

Tonight, the shop owner it always thought was its father was attacked, and it couldn't bear it anymore. The little figure flew out and went straight to the top of the back mountain!

After passing through the grass and woods, I saw a fire shining at the top of the mountain. It became resentful and rushed over at a faster speed!

Behind the altar stood a young man in yellow robes. Gumantong's sprinting speed was a little slower because the right eye of this young man in yellow robes was filled with red light flowing like water. He had a long bow in his hand, with a long bow attached to it. Holding an arrow with a red charm engraved on its head...

Gumantong felt a hint of danger and wanted to retreat.

At this time, the left eye of the young man in yellow robe suddenly lit up with a red light. This red light was extremely fierce and filled with deep resentment, as if it was trying to steal the soul! The Gumantong was caught by this gaze and could not move. It made a sharp cry and tore its two little hands in the air, and then it was free...

It was so weird. It turned around to leave, not wanting to continue going up the mountain. The young man was condescending, as if a god was looking down on it...

Sound that breaks the sky!

As soon as Gumantong turned around, he felt danger looming on his back!

It heard the young man on the altar shout: "Do you want some candy, kid?" It turned around subconsciously and saw an arrow piercing its chest and nailing it firmly to the ground!

ah? ? ?

How could I turn around?

Gumantong struggled crazily, and only then did it realize that not only the arrow, but even the arrow body was engraved with dense incantations, and it was inscribed, and the texture of the incantation was filled with cinnabar ink...

It was an illusory body but could not separate from the physical arrow. The pain made it go crazy. It opened its mouth and made a sound, actually calling daddy to come and save me!

Chen Chu picked up the burning plastic bowl on the altar. Strangely enough, it burned for more than a minute, but the plastic bowl didn't appear to be damaged at all...

He threw the bowl towards Gumantong vigorously, drawing an arc, and waved his fingers together. The invisible wind lifted the plastic bowl and continued forward for a certain distance, and suddenly it flipped upside down on Gumantong's head, and the burning talisman The paper and white rice were poured out, the fire spread crazily throughout its body, and black smoke continued!

"ah!!!"

There was a scream in the bookstore, and the shop owner spat out a mouthful of blood. Although Gumantong had not been refined yet, its power was extraordinary. If you touched it, you would be immediately infected with a curse, and you would die within half a minute from having your intestines pierced and rotten to death. Why was he so badly burned just after being out for a while?

The heat in him was fading, he knew immediately.

High temperature is not a proactive means of attack, but a trap!

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a black pistol and a dagger engraved with talismans from the drawer, and the dagger made bloody holes on both knees, with a look of madness in his eyes: "I don't know how high the sky is, look at me. It’s a trick to suppress the situation!”

Push past the back of the shop and run towards the back hill.

Chen Chu was not feeling well. From his forehead to his neck, he was covered with all kinds of hideous stab wounds, and blood kept flowing out.

Fortunately, the protective spell written on the body with cinnabar ink in advance offset some of it, and the Five Thunder Curse tattooed on the body also offset some. Otherwise, these knife wounds penetrated deep into the bone marrow and he would die here immediately...

He took out a towel to wipe off the blood and sprayed on hemostatic powder. He took out a painting palette with pre-mixed colors, placed a mirror on the altar, moved a small chair, and used a small brush to dip the color in the palette. Paint, apply color on the face very quickly, and half a blue face will appear immediately.

A menacing figure of the shop owner also appeared at the bottom of the mountain. His eyes were filled with blood. He saw Gumantong who was pinned to the ground by an arrow halfway up the hillside and could not escape, and was burned by the flames.

Suddenly, veins popped out on his forehead with anger. He had brought a bow and arrow. No wonder Gumantong was killed before he even touched anyone. But it was okay. He also brought a pistol. If you have a gun, you don’t need to be a bastard...