The young man was unmoved, as if nothing could stop him from reunion with his deceased relatives. He kept calling out to Sister Qi, maybe his sister was buried in the grave.

"Master, look over there!" Yin Yang Xuandao pointed to a pair of scarlet lights that appeared in the forest deep in the mass grave.

"Oh!" Master Puci screamed and said to himself, this child is in danger today!

In those days, there were not only heroes, but also demons. "Coffin hits the head" If I don't say that he is a dog's name, no one can associate this evil name with a cute dog.

This is a mastiff, as strong as a lion and tiger, with brutal nature, with blood-red eyes, and feeds on the rotten corpses in the grave. It has a red large sarcoma on its forehead, which is a layer of cocoon that often hits the coffin with its head.

At that time, the common people could not eat enough, and their lives were as cheap as grass, so they died. Where can ordinary people buy good coffins? Those with thin coffins are all accumulated virtues in their previous lives. When ordinary people die, they wrap a straw mat and dig a pit and bury it. If the coffin hits its head, they will eat this. If a stranger encounters it, they will eat it.

The vicious dog was so sturdy that he walked silently and nimble, but the disgusting corpse stinking in his mouth could not be concealed. The boy seemed to have smelled the strange smell in the air. He raised his head and wiped the mud on his face and stood up. Because he had possessed himself for too long, his legs were a little numb. As soon as he stood up, he sat down in the mud. He turned around and stared at the pair of scarlet eyes at the end of the forest, not wanting to escape.

"Master, save him quickly!"

"No hurry, don't hurry, let's take a look first. I think this child may not be able to beat the coffin to hit the head."

Not to mention a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, if the evil dog really starts a madness, even the lion and tiger in the mountains dare not be enemies. Is Yin and Yang Xuan Dao talking in his sleep? Even if he is the reincarnation of Kuixing, he is just an unarmed child.

"Come on! Come on! Beast! We siblings have suffered all the desolation in the world. Now you beast also want to bully us? If you want to eat my seventh sister, then let's fight with me Wu Gongyao first!" Unexpectedly, the young man was so brave. Instead of dodging, he rubbed his calves and pulled out a shiny dagger from his waist and blocked his relatives' grave.

"Master Taoist must not hesitate! Don't kill this child's life because of your bet!" Master Puci said compassionately.

"Master, don't worry. If he is really Kuixing's reincarnation, let alone such a vicious dog, even the demon in hell can't touch him at all. Only he kills people, no one kills him! Let's relax, with my Dao here, that vicious dog cannot hurt anyone." Yin and Yang Xuandao did not take the coffin's head seriously. He is a master, so he is naturally not afraid, but Wu Gongyao is just a thin child. He is still skinny at the age of twelve or thirteen, probably not even eighty pounds. The vicious dog can hold him three or four heavies.

The evil dog came and went silently, and a fishy storm blew by, and the giant rushed out of the forest and rushed straight to the boy. It opened its stinking mouth and roared with sharp fangs. This guy was too big, as if he could slap the thin child to death with a slap. The boy subconsciously took a step back, and he didn't expect that the coffin would be so strong that the head hit was so different, and the strength of the enemy and us was very different. This was simply a lifeless encounter.

The evil dog jumped more than three meters high and pounced down in the blink of an eye. The thin young peers had never felt calm before. He calmed down calmly, and then took advantage of the moment when the huge demon passed by his head, he raised his hand and stabbed it with a dagger.

Ao...ah...well...ao...a wolfdog's miserable howl came from the mass grave. The guy's belly was cut open by a sharp dagger, and his intestines and stomach were mixed with rotten blood, dyeing the ancient tomb red.

The thin boy panted and walked towards the evil dog step by step, stepped on its disgusting big head, raised his knife and cut off the big head of the evil dog.

"Amitabha!" Master Puci's eyes were closed and he couldn't bear to watch this bloody scene again.

He must be the reincarnation of Kuixing. Who else would there be besides him? He was so cruel at such a young age. The demon was born from his heart and had already controlled his young body.

"Haha...haha...it's him!" Looking at the bloody scene in front of him, Yin Yang Xuandao smiled. This is the apprentice he is looking for, this is the person who can save the people in the future, and this is the great hero in troubled times who can drive away foreign invaders!

The ecstatic Yin and Yang Xuandao wanted to walk over and help the child up and tell his name. How many people in the world dream of becoming the disciple of this half-immortal Taoist! Now good luck has fallen silently on the head of this thin young man. I believe the child will kneel in front of him without hesitation and call him master.

"Master Taoist, are you too anxious? Look at what that is?" Master Puci grabbed the Taoist robe of Yin and Yang Xuandao and pointed at the pouring rain.

A strong wind blew, and a black air floated down from the dark clouds. The black air drifted to the ground with the strong wind, and followed the airflow and spiraled into the grave that was about to be dug out and disappeared. Of course, this terrifying scene is probably only Master Puci and Yin-Yang Xuandao who have opened their eyes in the world.

Oh! Could it be that I resurrected by borrowing a corpse? That black air is obviously an evil spirit!

Yin and Yang Xuandao looked at Master Puci in surprise. Master Puci's hand was still pointing to the sky, and the evil spirit floated down from the position of Kuixing in the sky. Could it be... Could it be that the corpse in the tomb...

The thin young man continued to put away his dagger and continued to dig the grave with his hands. No one knew what he was going to do. There were all kinds of masters in this world and all kinds of magic medicines. It might bring back a corpse that had been dead for several days. It was almost a misunderstanding.

"Sister Qi! Sister Qi! You won't die! You won't die! Don't throw your Gongyao!" The young man had already dug out the thin mat in the grave.

He opened the mat and pulled out the cold corpse from it. The body was a young girl of fourteen or fifteen years old. The girl had smooth skin and beautiful face, and she looked very beautiful. She had a very poor beauty since ancient times. Even Master Yin and Yang Xuandao and Puci were deeply sorry for the girl's death.

The boy cried loudly in the heavy rain while holding the body of the beauty. It seemed that it was not his sister who died, but his wife who died in pain.

"Ah? Master, look!" Yin and Yang Xuandao said excitedly.
Chapter completed!