This heavenly master is not serious

After all, someone died, and it was done in public. Xu Yang immediately stood up and walked out of the funeral shop!

"Master Xu!"

"Xu Yang!"

"Xiao Xu..."

Many of the onlookers around were from the shops next door. When they saw Xu Yang coming out, they all made way.

Xu Yang walked over and saw the middle-aged man holding the corpse, constantly delivering Qi to the corpse, crying: "Uncle Master... don't scare me, you can't die... if you die like this , those disciples in Xinmatai are not allowed to eat me?"

On the side, the driver of the car who called 120 saw that the person had died, and immediately called the police again——

"Hello!"

"Comrade police, I want to report a crime. I hit someone and killed him... It was a car accident. My car was driving fine and he suddenly flew over and lay under the wheels of the car..."

"Shut up!"

The middle-aged man holding the body turned back suddenly, roared with red eyes!

Uncle Master is dead!

He died after being invited back to the country from Southeast Asia... This incident was already enough for him to drink!

Now if there is another reputation for being hit by a car and killed by a car, then the apprentices of the uncle will definitely beat him to death. They are afraid that the uncle will not let him go if he dies and turns into a ghost!

"Why are you so loud?"

Xu Yang was not happy at that time and said: "Your uncle is dead, I can understand your sadness...but your uncle is looking for death himself, how can you blame others?"

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and looked at Xu Yang, his tiger eyes glared, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Xu Yang, even if my uncle doesn't abide by the rules of the world and does something wrong... But he will not be punished to death. You will beat him to death. Isn’t he afraid of retaliation?”

As soon as these words came out, the driver was stunned.

this……

Wasn't this man run over by me?

How did that young man get beaten to death?

And they are all in the world...could they be the legendary "people in the world"?

The crowd of onlookers did not disperse, but became even more curious!

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Xu Yang laughed and said, "Retaliation? Is there a lot of power behind your uncle?"

The middle-aged man said: "My uncle's lineage went overseas for development as early as the early Qing Dynasty. He is extremely famous in overseas Chinese circles. He has boxing gyms in Singapore, Malaysia and Thailand, and has more than a hundred disciples. Now that you have beaten my uncle to death, this matter will not end like this!"

He put down his harsh words and immediately picked up the body to leave.

"Wait!"

Xu Yang opened his mouth and stopped him.

"how?"

The middle-aged man also took the risk and said coldly: "Could it be that you want to kill me too?"

Xu Yang said calmly: "That girl's soul was taken away by your uncle, right? Keep the soul and do whatever you want."

The middle-aged man knew that he would not be able to leave without leaving the girl's "soul", so he immediately groped around on the body and found a small gourd, which was about three inches high and painted with pear yellow paint. , covered with a cork.

He threw the gourd to Xu Yang and strode away with the body in his arms.

Xu Yang picked up the small gourd, took a look at it, and said to the crowd: "Okay, everyone, please disperse. The traffic jam here is affecting traffic."

Back at the funeral shop, Ma Xiaotiao said excitedly: "Master, is that girl's soul really in this gourd?"

Xu Yang opened the cork and frowned.

The gourd was empty, with no soul present.

Ma Xiaotiao saw this and said, "Master, is there no soul in the gourd? Did that guy lie to you?"

Xu Yang was also a little confused.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to be lying to himself.

He didn't dare to lie to himself!

But……

What about the soul?

…………

But the middle-aged man said that he carried the body all the way back to the hotel room.

Putting the body carefully on the bed, the man took out his mobile phone and wanted to call his junior brothers in Singapore, Malaysia and Thailand, but... he didn't dare!

Just when he hesitated...

Ahem!

Suddenly, a violent coughing sound came.

The middle-aged man was startled and quickly looked at the "corpse" on the bed.

The old man who had lost all his breath actually woke up at this moment. After he coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood, his chest heaved violently and he gasped for air. It took a long time before his breathing became more stable, and he sat down slowly. got up.

"Master...Uncle Master?"

The middle-aged man's mobile phone fell to the ground. He was shocked and said: "Uncle, are you not dead?"

"I just used the turtle breath method to enter the state of suspended animation."

The old man said something, sat cross-legged, circulated his Qi, and suppressed his injuries.

The inheritance of their "Trick Sect" belongs to heretics, but in addition to practicing "Tricks", the disciples in the sect also practice martial arts. This old man's martial arts cultivation is already at the late stage of the Xiantian realm. The meridians circulated in the body, and his complexion recovered a lot after a while.

The middle-aged man also reacted at this moment, feeling overjoyed...

Uncle Master is not dead!

That is a great joy!

After the old man's complexion recovered a little, he couldn't help but said: "This time he kicked the iron plate... How can Xu Yang be so strong at such a young age?"

The middle-aged man took over the conversation and said: "I'm surprised too... Although he entered the Tao with thunder, he was full of confidence. It has only been about a month since he entered the Tao. How did he practice?"

As soon as the words changed, the middle-aged man said again: "Uncle Master, why don't we go... The Wordless Heavenly Book is great, but it's not worthwhile to risk your life in Wucheng for this thing."

"snort!"

The old man snorted coldly.

He raised his hand, straightened the five fingers of his broken right hand one by one, and said coldly: "I, the Iron-clawed Eagle King, have been in Singapore, Malaysia, and Thailand for more than thirty years. How have I ever suffered such humiliation?"

"This matter must be settled!"

Middle-aged man: “…”

He wanted to persuade, but he didn't know how to speak, so he could only complain in his heart... Uncle Master, you were defeated by one move, and you were beaten to the point of pretending to die. Are you still pretending to die like this?

"how?"

The old man seemed to have seen through his "nephew"'s thoughts, and cast a cold glance, saying: "I didn't see through Xu Yang's Taoist cultivation. He relied on his physical body to defeat me... His physical body is probably enough." Comparable to the peak martial arts master, I am indeed no match for him in a head-to-head fight."

"But my magic...what is my best skill?"

The old man said confidently: "When I lay out my plan, there are plenty of ways to kill him!"

He took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a few pills and swallowed them, warming the wounds inside his body, and then said: "Go and buy me a freshly killed chicken, a freshly killed black dog, and another There are also ten pounds of raw beef and a pot of black dog blood."

The middle-aged man was puzzled and asked: "Uncle Master, what do you want these for?"

"Go if you are told. What nonsense are you talking about?"

The old man scolded.

The middle-aged man immediately left the hotel room.

Looking at the back of his nephew, the old man sighed, shook his head secretly and said: "What a pity... Wu, Guan and Pang are the three branches of the magic sect. Our Pang family originally had the worst background, and the Wu family is in charge. The Wordless Heavenly Book has the deepest foundation, and the next one is the Guan family lineage."

"Now Senior Brother Wu has no idea what is good and has died, leaving the little girl alone."

"The only direct lineage of the Guan family is this waste... It seems that the important task of restoring my magic sect will still fall on my Pang family."

More than three hours passed.

The middle-aged man just returned to the room packed with bags.

"Uncle, this raw beef is easy to get, but there are many Hui people in Wucheng, and there is not a single dog meat shop in the city... I can only go to the countryside and steal a black dog, kill it, take the blood and skin it..."

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched a few times, and he said angrily: "Trash, you can't find anyone selling dog meat. Why can't you spend money to buy a dog yourself? When did my family of magic descend to the point of stealing dogs?"

The middle-aged man was trembling and did not dare to say more.

The old man took out the prepared things one by one, arranged them in a strange order on the floor of the room, and took out candles and incense sticks to light them!

In the end, he took out another painting and spread it in the center of the ground.

He turned over his hand, and another small gourd painted with red paint appeared in his palm.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened and he said in surprise: "Uncle Master... didn't I give this gourd to Xu Yang?"

The old man ignored the middle-aged man and opened the gourd. An illusory female figure flew out of the gourd and was thrown into the painting by him.

He sat cross-legged and said: "The gourd you gave Xu Yang is fake... The girl's soul is hidden in this gourd. Xu Yang has not obtained the girl's soul. If he wants to save her, he must do it for that girl." The girl is calling the ghost!"

Said.

He sneered and said: "I have laid out a dragnet. Just waiting for Xu Yang to summon his soul, I can lock up his soul, suppress him, and turn him into a living dead. We can do whatever we want!"

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