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The old woman struggled endlessly, but was clamped tightly by Wang Xiaoming, so her neck suddenly grew five or six inches, and she wanted to twist her neck to bite.

Even with hair on her body, you can see that the old woman's veins are full, and she looks like a dead fish.

At this time, the blue cloth wrapped around Zhong Yi suddenly ripped, and a sharp white knife protruded from it. It was the knife that Zhong Yi used to cut the snake earlier.

The tip of the knife stretched out longer and longer, and then it slashed down fiercely, breaking through the blue cloth like a big silkworm cocoon, like a broken bamboo.

Seeing this, the old man was about to step forward, Lu Xiaolu came back to his senses, and quickly stepped forward and punched the old man, stopping the old man.

The old man was frightened by him, backed away, and rolled his eyes. When Lu Xiaolu saw him, he knew that he was up to tricks, and immediately became vigilant.

Sure enough, the old man let out a few strange and hoarse screams from his throat, he opened his mouth, and when his throat rang, he actually spit a mouthful of phlegm at him.

Lu Xiaolu was startled and disgusted, but luckily he had made mental preparations in advance and dodged to avoid the shed wall rustling behind him. He turned his head and saw that it was not phlegm, but something like a few very thin nails. Hit hard on the wall of the shed.

Lu Xiaolu didn't expect that the old man could use hidden weapons, so he couldn't help but hold his breath and concentrate, preparing to dodge his second attack.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, the old man didn't make another move, but stared at him fiercely.

Lu Xiaolu suddenly realized that this must be the old man's life-saving talisman, a one-off.

Even if he is a magic stick, his tricks must be limited. Now this old man probably doesn't have any props to play tricks.

Lu Xiaolu calmly stepped forward two steps, and sure enough, he saw the old man move back unconsciously.

Lu Xiaolu was overjoyed immediately.

He is not as good as you in quack magic, but if you want to fight hand to hand, he, Lu Xiaolu, is afraid that he won't be able to control this shriveled old bone, hehehe...

As if sensing danger, the old man hurriedly looked towards the old woman.

It's a pity that the old woman can't take care of herself now.

The canopy ruler was shining brightly, and Wang Xiaoming's body was glowing with a faint red light. He punched the old woman's forehead, and the old woman scratched with her claws. Wang Xiaoming turned over and rode on him. The old woman's ears are as stable as Mount Tai no matter how she struggles.

Not long after, the old woman stumbled and fell to the ground, her body hesitated a few times, and she didn't move at all.

At this time, Zhong Yi also got away from the blue cloth, his handsome face flushed red, as if he had been suffocated for a long time.

The red light gradually receded, Wang Xiaoming swayed on the spot, as if he was about to rush to the street, Zhong Yi, who had just recovered his freedom, took two big steps to grab him.

Wang Xiaoming was weak: "I can't do it..."

This was only his second summoning, and his mental and physical strength had been exhausted. As soon as the general left his body, he didn't even have the strength to stand still, and his eyelids were extremely heavy.

Zhong Yi said in a deep voice, "Let's talk about it after the end."

Only then did Wang Xiaoming remember, and clumsily burned another talisman.

The old woman seemed to have been completely beaten to death by a god general, and she collapsed on the ground like a rag bag that had vented her spirit.

The old man was also tied up by Lu Xiaolu with a rope—they came to fight at the door, and the tools and equipment were very complete.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the old man began to babble, but Wang Xiaoming couldn't understand a word.

"Speak Mandarin!" Lu Xiaolu threatened him.

The old man croaked louder.

Master Bai jumped onto the old man's chest, and flashed his claws viciously.

The old man fell silent immediately.

Lu Xiaolu was shocked: Is even Lord Bai more intimidating than him?

Zhong Yi ignored what the old man said, squatted down and started searching.

He found a bag of red powder and some broken rice. Besides that, there were a few pieces of rough straw paper dyed brown, which were full of crooked incantations, which no one could understand.

"Interlacing lines is like a mountain." Lu Xiaolu commented: "In my opinion, this is similar to a prescription."

Zhong Yi kicked the dead rooster away and climbed up to the second floor of the shed. There were only a few big pumpkins and a few large and small incense burners piled up on the upper floor, and there were a few dead roosters beside them. Squeezed out, crawling all over the ground.

Zhong Yi rummaged through the incense burner with vetiver roots.

"What is that black mountain old demon?" Lu Xiaolu pretended to interrogate the old man: "Could it be that your pet died and you made a specimen, and then became a spirit..."

"Pet shit." Zhong Yi came down the creaking stairs: "That's his wife."

The old man looked up, and his expression changed drastically.

Zhong Yi held a dead black cat in his hand.

When Master Bai saw it, the hairs all over his body stood on end.

"Wife?!" Lu Xiaolu suddenly became confused.

Wang Xiaoming frowned when he saw it: "Where did the moldy cat come from?"

"It's not moldy." Zhong Yi threw the cat's carcass on the ground: "It was picked up from the incense burner."

"He offered this in the incense burner?" Wang Xiaoming was startled.

"Why does this cat have a forked tail?" Lu Xiaolu circled around Zhong Yi.

"It's a cat demon." Zhong Yi said, walking into the old woman who had passed away: "This old man probably sealed up the cat demon's body with censer ashes, and let the cat demon send it to the old woman."

At this time, the old woman was motionless, and Zhong Yi pushed back her messy hair, only to see the corpse spots on her neck.

"Where did the body of this man be dug up?" Zhong Yi walked up to the old man: "Based on this alone, it is not wrong to kill him."

Zhong Yi found something in the two largest incense burners in the attic.

One of them buried the body of a dead cat, and the other contained a bag of things. When I opened it, it was gray and white nails, which should belong to the old man himself.

The two incense burners were connected with a red thread, and Zhong Yi knew at a glance that they were a pair of mandarin duck burners, and that the old man and the cat demon had become a yin and yang couple.

"Impossible?" Lu Xiaolu had goosebumps: "The taste is too strong."

Wang Xiaoming said, "The cat demon is already dead, right?"

The old man's eyes moved, but he recovered quickly.

But Zhong Yi kept staring at him, how could he miss this.

"Burn both corpses... No, burn this building." Zhong Yi said slowly.

The old man moved.

"There are still a few incense burners upstairs." Zhong Yi said.

The old man raised his head immediately and did not pretend to be dead.

"Pour out all the incense ash, wash it with yin and yang water, and pour it into any vegetable field." Zhong Yi stared at him and said.

"No!" The old man spoke immediately, and what he spit out was Mandarin with a dialect accent.

"You understand." Zhong Yi raised the corners of his lips.

"Where did the dead cat demon come from?" Zhong Yi asked him.

The old man was depressed: "I bought it."

"What are you buying it for?"

"Borrow life."

Lu Xiaolu and Wang Xiaoming looked at each other.

This old man looks like he is only 70 or [-] years old, and his skills are agile, so what is his life?

"I am one hundred and six years old." The old man said: "When I was 40 years old, there was a family robbery. I was single and had no wife and children. I couldn't let my family die like this, so I asked a master to show me the way. .”

"What way?"

"Borrow life from the cat demon." The old man's eyes dodged: "The cat demon is raised with ashes, please bring a golden body, offer oil and meat, and the cat demon will become it when he opens his eyes."

"The cat demon borrows his life?" Zhong Yi sneered: "I've heard that the cat demon cannibalize people. Which family's cat demon will live?"

The old man stopped talking.

"I'm going to steal it." Zhong Yi's face darkened: "The cat demon acts strangely. It seems that you have kept this tail for many years. Did you instigate this old cat to steal someone's life for you and graft it on to yourself?"

"Even if you borrow your birthday, there is no need to set up a mandarin duck stove." Zhong Yi said slowly.

Wang Xiaoming, who was already so exhausted that he was about to fall to the ground at any time, was shocked when he heard this: "No, it doesn't matter whether the corpse is alive or dead, such an old woman must be barren."

The old man flinched and did not answer.

"Not only do you want to borrow your life, but you also want to use the cat demon to give birth to you." Zhong Yi stared at the old man with fiery eyes: "The cat demon parasitizes, this old woman's body is probably just a stopgap measure...or if you plan to find a younger The body is going to be replaced by the cat demon?"

The old man is completely paralyzed...

"Where did the corpse of the cat demon come from?!" Zhong Yi asked again.

The old man trembled twice in fear: "I bought... I bought it."

"Where did you buy it?"

"Shanshi." The old man's voice was barely audible.

Wang Xiaoming's expression changed.

Zhong Yi didn't respond.

"You refined that face?" Zhong Yi asked again.

A blank look appeared on the old man's face: "Face?"

"That night the cat demon broke into the door to lure us away, and then that big face that climbed into the room." Zhong Yi sullenly.

"I don't know," said the old man.

Zhong Yi's face changed, and the old man quickly said: "Only the big cat went there that night, and I only raised one. The leader can search for it."

Zhong Yi was frightened and deceived, so that the old man even recited the genealogy, and did not listen to his explanation of the origin of that big face.

This old man seems to be very good at playing tricks, but in fact his knowledge is not deep, most of them still rely on the cat demon, the cat demon comes out at night, and often the old man doesn't know where she goes at night.

Although this point is debatable, but if that big face is artificially refined, the old man obviously does not have the ability to do so.

"Why did you follow him?" Zhong Yi compared Wang Xiaoming.

"It's not me, it's not me." The old man quickly waved his hand: "It's a cat. The cat smells of meat."

"To make incense for Ghost Festival, I went to the county to buy gold paper, and the cat would not come back after smelling it, and I couldn't stop it after touching it at night."

The old man has lived for so many years, pretending to be crazy and foolish, and his words are half true, half false, Zhong Yi and the others did not fully believe them.

This cat demon is obviously raised by him, and no one will believe it if he says it can't be stopped.

Lu Xiaolu sniffled: "Where does it smell?"

Wang Xiaoming black line.

What is meaty?

It's as if he has turned into a human-shaped roast chicken, and he can attract big cats when he walks on the road.

"This cat can't be kept." Zhong Yi stood up, kicked the stiff cat's corpse aside, and looked at Wang Xiaoming: "Your internship this time is good."

"What internship?" Wang Xiaoming was unconvinced: "I'm here to save you! Who is wrapped up like a zongzi and can't move?"

"Didn't I come out by myself in the end?" Zhong Yi said lightly.

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

Zhong Yi praised him: "Although the reaction is slow, the victory is that the memory is not bad."

Wang Xiaoming pinched Lu Xiaolu angrily: "Your attitude is too arrogant! I am the boss!"

Lu Xiaolu yelled: "He is arrogant, why are you pinching me!"

"I can't beat him right now." Wang Xiaoming let go angrily.

"I won't be able to beat you in the future." Zhong Yi said: "Summoning generals is the foundation of Taoism, and you also rely on golden fingers to be so smooth, and summoning generals almost died once, what are you proud of?"

Zhong Yi drew a circle by the pond behind the shed, and burned the gray cat corpse. Although the old man was unwilling to do so, he was tied up tightly and had no choice.

According to the old man, his name is Gu Bicai, and the cat demon was bought by his master.

The master died 12 years ago, and those illusions of reincarnating snakes are also rural tricks, mostly used to fool people who come to them for help.

He used to engage in nagging things, coupled with his withdrawn and sneaky nature, he was almost cut off from the village after a long time, which also made it easier for him to cultivate and raise stealthy cat demons.

It's just that this cat corpse can only be regarded as a specimen. When he got the cat demon, its physical body was already dead, so it could only be attached to its body, and its magic power was also reduced.

Although Gu Bicai knew some witchcraft methods, he was a poor bachelor and didn't have the ability to find living people to sacrifice to the cat demon, so he went to dig a new grave in the middle of the night and stole fresh corpses for the cat demon to parasitize.

But this method cannot last long. Every few years, the corpse will rot and be replaced with a new one.After a long time, it is easy to be exposed. Gu Bicai was once discovered for stealing a corpse. Even with some spells, he was almost beaten to death.

This kind of thing is extremely taboo, so now Gu Bicai's reputation within a hundred miles is rotten, and everyone thinks he is a crazy lunatic who spends all day in the shed doing sorcery to harm people.

Zhong Yi burned the cat's corpse, and violently threatened Gutou, asking him to show them the way to the ghost market.