I descend into the world of heaven

This scholar is about to die.

Chen Chu thought so.

The moment they met, he saw with his wind and fire eyes a strong death aura surrounding Wen Cai, thinking that Shi Shaojian had already revealed the matter about the Ghost Festival.

The underworld must deal with both emotion and reason. As long as there is any let-down, it will definitely arouse the dissatisfaction and resistance of many ghosts. Although it can be suppressed, the impact will be very bad, and the prestige of the underworld will plummet...

Night falls.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai stood in Lin Fengjiao's house, their faces ashen.

Lin Fengjiao walked slowly around the door with her hands behind her back. Finally, she stopped and looked deeply at the two apprentices. Her voice was not as calm as before, and there was even a hint of emotional trembling.

He reached out and patted Qiu Sheng on the shoulder: "You were weak and sick when you were young, and your aunt brought you here to seek help. My medical skills are limited, and seeing that you are clever, I accepted you as my disciple, and then recognized my ancestor as my nominal name." My godfather, I will use the name of my ancestor to dispel the disease for you.

You have grown so big in just ten years. Time is really unforgiving. "

He looked at Wencai again, and said with a pain in his heart: "You are an orphan. When I picked you up, you were as thin as a little monkey. You and Qiu Sheng are like half of my sons... I can't forgive you." , I have been fighting and causing a lot of troubles since I was a child. I only thought about how to settle things for you, but I never gave you severe punishment to correct your heart."

Qiu Sheng secretly tugged on Wen Cai's clothes.

Wen Cai understood, and knelt down on the ground, holding Lin Fengjiao's hand with both hands, and said in a tearful voice: "Master, we really don't want to leave you. When we leave... From now on, you will be the only one living in this house alone. , we can’t bear it, we really can’t bear it…”

This brat has been stubborn and even a bit stupid since he was a child. He didn't expect to say such words today. Lin Fengjiao was immediately moved and held him in her arms.

Suddenly a dark wind blew up in the house.

A square hole appears in the ground.

Two black and two white ghosts suddenly appeared in front of him, frightening Wencai to the point of incoherence: "He, he, they are coming, they are coming, Master!"

These four ghosts are exactly the four ghosts of the Ghost Festival. They came with the official soul arrest order from the underworld. People at the scene can understand what they say without swallowing dirt.

The black-clothed ghost messenger took out the soul arrest order and made a gloomy voice: "Qiu Sheng Wencai, you two attacked the ghost messenger and released the ghosts on the Ghost Festival, which is a heinous crime. We are here to arrest your two souls with the order of the underworld. , come with us!”

Qiu Sheng, who was pretending to be calm, suddenly couldn't stand it anymore. He bit the bullet and said: "What a heinous crime we have committed? If you hadn't taken care of that female ghost Xiaoli, how could we have been deceived? Besides, you ghosts knew the law and broke the law, and collected it privately. Bribing and not doing anything, wouldn't it be a more heinous crime than us..."

The black-clothed ghost officer sneered and said: "I won't bother you with this. We have already returned all the money and reported the matter to the judge. When you go back after catching you, we will also enter reincarnation and experience life and death in the world!" In his hands! The token emits a black light and envelopes Qiusheng Wencai.

A trace of anger flashed in Qiu Sheng's eyes: "I don't accept it!"

He suddenly opened his clothes, and the inner layer of the clothes was covered with blue talismans. He shook it vigorously and pointed the sword in his left hand: "Five thunder strikes!" As he moved, several blue talismans flew out and were posted on the black ghosts. There were crackling and thunderous sounds all over his body, and the ghost fell to the ground and turned into a pile of humanoid ashes...

Lin Fengjiao did not expect such a thing to happen, and was frightened and anxious: "Qiusheng, what are you doing, where is the talisman!"

This kind of dark blue talisman paper cannot be made by ordinary Taoist priests. The most basic one requires highly skilled Taoist priests. Ordinary people can only make it through crooked ways...

He wanted to stop Qiu Sheng from making more mistakes, but his arms were tightly hugged by Wen Cai and he was unable to break free for a while.

Qiu Sheng burst into tears and pulled out all the blue talismans in his clothes, hitting the remaining ghosts. He made a seal with his hands, looked at Lin Fengjiao who was full of anxiety and said: "Master, God has the virtue of good life, and Buddhism has it. Putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately, why do we only die when it's our turn?

There are still so many vicious ghosts and evil spirits in this world who are doing evil and wandering around freely. The underworld specially picks honest people like us to bully... Master, I am not convinced, I am not convinced! "

Boom!

The five-thunder talisman exploded, and the soul-binding token made a clanging sound on the ground.

The four ghosts never expected that Qiu Sheng would kill them, and they found the Five Thunder Curse to deal with them out of nowhere. The ghosts were also ghosts, and they were most afraid of the magic of Zhiyang Zhigang.

After just one encounter, they were almost wiped out.

Zhao San, the ghost messenger in white clothes, looked at the three piles of ashes on the ground in horror. The three brothers who were usually the best friends died like this...

Zhao San was seriously injured and very weak. He took out a yellow talisman from his arms. This talisman was given by Chen Chu a few nights ago. There were four of them. He said that he would give them one piece for each of the four ghost brothers. Infused with mana, it can offset a certain degree of Taoist attacks...

Zhao San found the three brothers and wanted to give them the talisman paper.

Unexpectedly, the brothers laughed and said that their cultivation was average, but in the human world, as long as they did not go to remote places, which warlock would dare to use magic against them?

Zhao San had no choice but to keep one for himself and put the others on the table for his brothers to pick up.

Unexpectedly, things happened so quickly. The command from the underworld came to capture Qiu Shengwencai's two half-hearted apprentices. Three of his brothers died on the spot. He had a talisman to resist and barely survived.

He stood up staggeringly and glared at Lin Fengjiao: "Five Thunder Talisman, pure Five Thunder Talisman, I have always regarded you as my best friend, but I didn't expect you to be so cruel and ruthless... I really misjudged you!"

Seeing that Zhao San was not dead, Qiu Sheng reached out from his pocket and took out a peach wood nail. Strictly speaking, it was made of peach wood struck by lightning. He quickly stepped forward to kill it!

Zhao San's clothes were in tatters, and under the bombardment of the five thunder talismans, all the protective objects were shattered, leaving only the mourning weapon intact.

He did not have enough mana to travel back to the underworld, looked around, threw the mourning weapon in his hand at Qiu Sheng, took advantage of Qiu Sheng's opportunity to dodge, flew up and climbed out of the courtyard wall...

Qiu Sheng was furious, opened the courtyard door and chased him out!

Lin Fengjiao's head was buzzing, and Qiu Sheng was making trouble, but it would never be so excessive! What's going on? Have you been deceived? He squatted down on his horse and hit Wencai's head hard with his forehead. Boom, Wencai let go of his arm in pain. Lin Fengjiao had no time to pay attention to him, so she left the yard to chase Qiu Sheng...

"father!"

Wencai's voice came from behind.

Lin Fengjiao was shocked. He already treated these two apprentices as sons, but he never dared to think of hearing them call him dad...

He turned around and felt a chill and pain in his abdomen.

Lin Fengjiao subconsciously clenched her hands. Her palms hurt, and they were extremely wet, filled with blood!

It was a sharp dagger. The entire blade was immersed in flesh and blood. The person holding the knife was a literary talent. This child did not have the stupidity of the past. There was only anger in his eyes, deep anger...

My child, you...

His heart hurt more than the wound.