Yin Yang ferry

Mirror of magic, mirror of magic, mirror of karma.

The three mirrors of the underworld, and the magic mirror is by the Nai River, and it must have fallen into the hands of Beihao at this moment.

But the magic mirror is actually not very effective for evil spirits.

As I said before, the magic mirror can reflect the parallel traces of birth, but for people or ghosts with a strong will, this mirror can’t reflect anything, and it can even appear pictures according to the will of the person looking into the mirror, like Lu Min, It is because of evil without knowing it, she firmly believes that what she is doing is right, and she is complacent about her donation to build Hope Primary School, so she stands in front of the mirror, and the mirror can only reflect her good side.

But the god mirror industry mirror is different.

He Shu heard Guanghan and Hu Laosan mention it before. These two things have a lot of background, and they are not comparable to Dharma mirrors. It's just that everyone habitually regards the three mirrors as the three soul-suppressing treasures of the underworld. got used to.

The divine mirror was once robbed, but later it was incomplete. It was originally standing at the entrance of the first hall, but now that the first three halls have fallen into the hands of Bei Hao, the divine mirror must have also fallen into the enemy's hands.

Now only the karma mirror of the fifth hall remains.

Sweet Twelve and the others understand that if these evil spirits want to order the underworld, the three mirrors are indispensable, and they will definitely come to ask for the Karma Mirror sooner or later, but they didn’t expect them to be so fast. It’s less than half a day, and the front has already completely fallen ?

"Ye Jing, you need a warrant from the ten halls. Your Excellency will ask for a warrant at the back five halls, and we will hand it over. How about it?"

Sweet Twelve was trembling and thought of a compromise.

Fight, these few people must not be able to fight.

But let the enemy take away the karma mirror casually, will the face of the Fifth Hall still be lost in the future?

So far, Sweet Twelve has only seen Beihao leading the evil spirits to do whatever they want, and has never seen the people from the back five halls. The people in the room are ready to give it up without any resistance?

Is this Beihao really going to become the new Lord of the Underworld?

Sweet Twelve has a lively mind and has already thought a lot in a short period of time.

For a while, he felt that it was time for troubled times, and the fifth hall just happened to be short of a hall master, and he had an opportunity to flex his muscles. At the same time, he felt that with his own strength, let alone flexing his muscles, he could withstand Bei Hao's blow. It's amazing, it's impossible to take on the burden of the Fifth Palace, or simply surrender and pull down, I'm already a ghost, I can't even lose a ghost's life, can I?Anyway, the first three halls have long since fallen, and the fourth hall must not be much better. It is not bad for them to persist until now, right?

He was very entangled, and he was at war with heaven and man in his heart, but he heard the other party sneer.

"The master of the fifth hall is dead, are you worthy of negotiating terms with me?"

Sweet Twelve even wanted to negotiate terms, but he didn't know that the other party was not trying to negotiate with him, but to inform them.

Hearing these words, the clerks turned pale with shock. Before they could react, they saw the black mist suddenly spread in front of them, turning into a ghost with green face and fangs, flying towards them.

The evil spirits released by Beihao were all full of evil and heinous crimes in their lifetime. They have suffered for many years in the underworld, not only failed to eliminate their viciousness, but made them hate their captors even more. These errands cramped and peeled to vent their hatred.

Just now these evil spirits were still suffering, but now they heard the order from the horn of the North, and they all howled and swooped down, and the huge Qiongqi Temple suddenly cried and howled ghosts and wolves, and howling birds and beasts, filled with sharp, weird and terrifying sounds. Zhan's errand subconsciously wanted to cover his ears.

But before they could move, the Hundred Ghosts had already bit their bodies from all directions.

Just like before when Zhou Sa was bitten until his skin and flesh peeled off, and he almost lost his body, the difference between a ghost messenger and a ghost is just that he has a bit of Taoism and a ghost messenger token. The power of faith attached to the card will also be reduced accordingly.

Sweet Twelve only felt a sharp pain in his body. He swung out to seduce Sophie but he failed to entangle the evil spirit. Instead, he was hit back heavily and hit his body. , the flesh of his body was bitten inch by inch, and the laughter of the ghosts came from his ears.

"Aren't you very majestic on weekdays? Why can't you do it now!"

"What does it feel like when the hook is drawn on your body, does it hurt?"

"I remember you, the last time you went to inspect the [-]th floor, you looked at me so disgustingly, I want to pick out your eyeballs hahahaha!"

Tian Twelve's hands and feet were tightly bound, and she couldn't resist at all.

What's more serious than picking out the eyeballs is that he found that his evil tokens were snatched away by these evil spirits.

"Give it back to me!" He shouted in shock and anger.

But what answered him was a more insolent and unscrupulous ridicule.

These evil spirits, who have been suppressed for a long time, are retaliating against the evil spirits who suppressed themselves in the past with ten times and a hundred times their hatred.

All this happened from the beginning to the present, only a short period of time, Sweet Twelve was in unbearable pain, his cries gradually weakened, and his heart gradually became desperate. He felt that he was going to die here today, and he felt sorry for himself for his hard work. From an ordinary ghost to a ghost messenger, he was about to be promoted to a judge, but it turned out that the bamboo basket fetched water in vain!

His field of vision was completely occupied by black mist, which was surrounded by countless evil spirits and resentments. Those evil thoughts, obsessions and desires were constantly affecting him, making him become passive and lose his fighting spirit, and even began to resent the people around him. colleagues.

Why didn't they make a move, why didn't they come to save themselves? !

Roar! ! !

The black mist was dispersed by a golden light!

No, that wasn't the golden light. Sweet Twelve felt the coldness all over his body being dispelled, replaced by a flame-like heat, so hot that he just wanted to jump into the ice water to cool down.

Where did the fire come from? !

How could an ordinary flame be ignited in the underworld? Could it be the true fire of Samadhi?

No, no, this is more powerful than the true fire of Samadhi. The evil spirits sprayed by the flames disappeared in an instant, and even he suffered a catastrophe. His bones seemed to be soaked in the fire, and they were about to be melted!

"What evildoer, dare to act presumptuously in front of grandpa!"

Fengfeng's voice was louder than those evil spirits.

"If a tiger doesn't show off its power, treat me as Hello Kitty!"

Sweet Twelve wants to cry but has no tears: Grandpa, you put out my fire too!

"A little bit of clear water, Wanfang Fuzetian, Naihe leads to Jiuyou, tap into the Sanyuanling!"

Simultaneously with He Shu's voice, Tian Twelve's body was covered with cold water, and the feeling of burning fire faded away instantly.

He Shu didn't have time to blame Fengfeng for messing around. The situation just now was really urgent. Without its flame, everyone was under the attack of the ghosts and had no time to react.

But he also discovered that his ability seemed to have improved a little bit. The first time he used this water diversion spell with a cinnabar pen and compass, he actually attracted Yin water to extinguish the fire sprayed by Fengfeng.

Wherever the flames passed, the black mist was completely extinguished, but Fengfeng's flames were limited after all, and she had to rest for a while after a few puffs, and soon became exhausted, panting with her tongue out, and those evil spirits who were not affected by the flames, came one after another Come over.

A few bad luck could not be counted on, and Fengfeng was exhausted and paralyzed. He Shu could only point it out with a cinnabar pen. Every time he tapped, he would silently recite a mantra. Ghosts are like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, and they will scream and back away.

After doing this several times, no evil spirits around him dared to approach, but the black mist rushed towards Fengfeng and Yincha again.

The tired and paralyzed little fat bird was surrounded by angry ghosts, and it seemed that there were no bones left. Seeing this, He Shu was in a hurry, and rushed over without thinking about other things.

At that moment, what popped up in his mind was not to make the little fat bird really a food for the evil spirits, and on the other hand, he searched his guts and eagerly recalled the most powerful spell he had ever used.

Including but not limited to magic spells, one-word spells, and even all kinds of messy spells.

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, read it out first, just in case!

While chaotic thoughts flashed by, he saw white light.

The dazzling white light first flashed in front of his eyes, and then quickly occupied all eyes. The next moment, He Shu found himself completely surrounded by white light, and at the same time, a long clang sounded in his ears.

hum! ! !

It was like a big bell hitting his head hard, making him dizzy and spinning, so much so that he began to hallucinate.

In the hallucination, it seems that something is calling him, and it seems that he is calling something, the two echo each other, and there is a tacit understanding.

He Shu stretched out his hand involuntarily, and touched the corresponding entity with his fingertips, but the white light was so dazzling that he couldn't open his eyes, nor could he see what it was. He could only feel that it wasn't an evil spirit, let alone anything he hated thing.

With a bang, the heavens and the earth surged in and out like a tide, and the world returned to clarity.

He Shu blinked.

He was still in Qiongqi Hall, and it was still in the dim light.

But the raging ghosts disappeared, all the black mist disappeared, and even the protagonist, Bei Hao, disappeared without a trace.

A few of them sat down on the ground in a mess, terrified and badly injured, but they all stared at him blankly, as if they had been tapped.

Fengfeng, who can be the loudest, is no exception.

Its wide beak is big enough to stuff a caterpillar, He Shu thought so, subconsciously stretched out his finger, and it just fit into its mouth.

The little fat bird let out a sound from its throat, thumped, rolled and crawled, and fell on the table, screaming at the same time.

"What happened just now?!"

"What's going on?" He Shu was also puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, "Where is Beihao?"

"Don't you know what you did?" Fengfeng said again.

He Shu shook his head blankly.

Still, Sweet Twelve trembled and opened her mouth.

"Mr. He, you just stretched out your hand, and it seems that you have summoned the magic mirror. The magic mirror glowed and sucked all the evil ghosts and resentful souls into the mirror. Beihao also took the opportunity to run away!"

"God mirror, what god mirror?" He Shu realized later, "The god mirror of the three mirrors in the underworld?"

Tian Twelve and the others nodded, looking at him with more awe.

However, He Shu was still in doubt with question marks all over his head: "Why can I summon the magic mirror?"

"You have to ask yourself!" Fengfeng regained a little energy and began to habitually yell, "You have grown up and are capable, and even Bei Hao was scared away by you. From now on, you must be filial to Dad and me. !"

He Shu: ... Did this bird go to the house to expose the tiles after three days of not fighting?

"wrong!"

"Oops!"

Sweet Twelve and Le Eleven shouted at the same time.

what happened?

He Shufengfeng looked over, not knowing why.

"The Karma Mirror is gone."

Another familiar voice came from behind the beam.

"The Beihao you met just now is just his avatar used to make a fuss. The Yejing was stolen when you were attacked, and now—"

Before Guanghan finished speaking, the dark night outside seemed to be torn open.

The day suddenly appeared, and the world turned upside down!

The faces of Tian Shier and the others turned pale, even worse than when Bei Hao appeared just now.

Almost at the same time, everyone, including He Shufengfeng, heard a pop in their ears.

The sound was not loud, like something heavy was covering the paper, obviously it was only whispering in the ears, but everyone could hear it.