Quickly pass through: Crazy batch of bosses are so popular that they become popular

The moment Lao Dao turned around, he lifted his fingertips and a purple light appeared.

The next second, the gray-haired old man froze, unable to move except for his eyes.

Sushan was horrified!

Staring at the smiling young man, his eyes were about to burst.

He has met an expert!

Sushan was thinking about how to escape when he heard the young man in front of him speak.

"Are you a disciple of Xie Feng?"

Si Jin had just looked up the owner of the portrait in his memory and his life.

I discovered that this place was actually the home of a semi-secluded lineage of repairmen.

This lineage has been passed down to Sushan for the fifth generation, and every generation has committed many sins.

Sushan's heart was filled with turmoil, and he squeezed out a few words from his slightly opened mouth.

"Who are you?"

Could it be that they were sent by those sanctimonious old guys from Maoshan?

Or are those pretentious bitches from the Zhengyi sect letting a little brat Ya Zi test his own integrity?

His mind was spinning wildly, but he could never guess the origin of the young man in front of him.

Si Jin looked at him and suppressed his smile.

"I practice Taoist methods. I don't do anything to eliminate demons and protect the Tao, but I am proficient in sinister magic."

"Do you still remember the female corpse under the old locust tree in Taobing Village 30 years ago?"

Sushan's eyes were as wide as bells, "You! How did you know!"

Could it be that he is the descendant of Taohua! ?

But then I thought, that’s not right!

Taohua was only 15 years old at that time, and she was a young girl. He had tried it himself... How could there be any descendants?

Could it be that he is a descendant of Brother Taohua’s family?

Si Jin spoke again, interrupting Sushan's random thoughts.

"No need to guess, I know everything about you!"

Sushan was vaguely afraid and comforted himself again and again.

impossible!He must be bragging!

How could he, a child under 16, know what happened so long ago!

Just thinking of this, Si Jin seemed to know what he was thinking and sneered.

"Is it too long? Then let's talk about the female corpse you dug up from the grave in the next village last month."

Sushan's face turned pale and his eyes wandered.

Si Jin didn't let him go, "Looking at an old man who looks like a dog, you can dig graves and humiliate corpses! Damn you!"

She really couldn't hold it back. Facing such a beast, she felt that giving him too many looks would pollute her eyes!

"They ask you to perform rituals on their front legs to send my old mother off, but you dig out her back legs for them..."

Si Jin couldn't even say anything.

It's no wonder that an old guy who knows Xuanmen calligraphy can do such a thing!

Oh shit!

孽 孽!

Poor old lady and her family thought they found a master's method for their mother to pray for health in the next life...

The result was good, Sushan, that bitch, actually fed people's souls to the ghost babies, and even the corpses were not spared...

"You are just an old coffin boy who is worse than a beast! You deserve the eighteen levels of hell!"

Sliding away, Si Jin hit another integrated talisman array, and the main attack was worse than death.

Acidity, numbness, itching, and pain come and go again, and there is also a lightning strike effect every 2 minutes.

Cool in one word!

He pulled out a bottle of Coke from the space with his palm facing up, and drank it down with a tilt of his head.

After taking one look at Su Shan's distorted expression, Si Jin spat again.

"Bah! Just bear with it!"

Under the command of 857, we went to the underground secret room where the original owner was once locked.

The cold wind blows against my face, and I can't see my fingers. It's cold and cold here in the dog days of midsummer.

Fortunately, she is not human now and will not be affected by the temperature.

Take out the searchlight and shine it.

Good guy!

Si Jin simply laughed out of anger and called him a good guy!

What hangs on the wall is the portrait of the evil Taoist in the memory of the original owner, and there are two strange little dolls sitting at his feet.

If you look closely, there is another mystery behind this wall.

Si Jin came to the door and kicked the third brick next to his right foot three times.

"Creak-"

The wall slowly rotated, revealing the tip of the iceberg inside the wall.

With just one glance, Si Jin could confirm that there were at least thousands of innocent souls imprisoned inside.

The extremely sinister soul-locking and useless formation was set up in the secret room, trapping the soul but not nourishing it, locking the soul to nourish the poison.

The purpose seems to be to cultivate a ghost king.

857 was so frightened that he hugged his weak self tightly and did not dare to beep.

Didn’t you see that the boss’s face was as dark as if he had been soaked in ink for three days?

It's so dark that I'm scared to death!

Si Jin closed his eyes, finally calmed down, and walked in.

The white porcelain jars are arranged in an orderly manner, crowded together like supermarket shelves, filling the entire room.

He raised his hand, finally clenched his fist in the air, gritted his teeth and stepped back.

"Boss, don't you care about them? They are too miserable!" 857 beeped softly.

Si Jin glared at it, and the latter immediately retracted, not daring to say anything more.

She didn't stop, went back to the west wing where Su Shan was being held, and kicked him in the chest.

"brute!"

Many of those souls have dissipated, been swallowed up by more powerful gangsters, and dissipated in the world.

There are also some half-rahu pieces with missing arms and legs... I'm afraid it would be difficult for them to reincarnate.

Si Jin kicked one after another and punched one after another as if to vent his anger.

He didn't stop until the old guy Sushan was dying.

Because he was brought here by the driver today, Si Jin couldn't help but kill him now to avoid getting into trouble.

She knelt down and fed half a tube of green reagent into the old man, then clapped her hands and walked out.

This is still the remaining half-pipe from a plane that once existed, and it was finally put to use today.

After standing in the courtyard of the Taoist temple for a long time, Si Jin closed his eyes, made hand gestures and muttered something quickly.

After a while, a black vortex slowly emerged three meters in front of her.

A man wearing milky white casual clothes walked out slowly.

He has sharp eyebrows and handsome features, but one eye is lifeless, and his face is as white as paper.

After seeing Si Jin clearly, he nodded reservedly, "Xie Bian, may I ask why you summoned me?"

Si Jin raised his eyebrows, briefly explained the matter, and then said, "Master Qi is dressed up nicely, and he is very up to date with the fashion down there."

Xie Bian didn't recognize Si Jin, but the aura on her body made it difficult for him to see through it, and he didn't dare to offend her. He said with a smile: "You're welcome."

Si Jin didn't say any more and asked him to take away the wronged souls in the secret room, including the two ghost babies, and then set up a shielding circle to hide the Taoist temple.

After agreeing with Bai Wuchang that the old Taoist Sushan's soul would be harvested in a month, Si Jin hurried down the mountain.

The driver was already pacing back and forth anxiously. He saw Si Jin strolling down from a distance, and then he felt relieved.

"Young Master, why have you been gone for so long?"

Si Jin smiled and said, "It's nothing. I wanted to go to the top of the mountain to see it, but I got lost. I finally walked out. Let's go home!"

Having solved the damn evil way, she felt relaxed.

All that's left is to find out about that boy Qu Heng.

This couldn't be easier for Si Jin.