After tying up the weasel spirit, Qin Wenying shouted: "Old Taoist priest, I have tied it up. Quickly use the peach wood sword and pierce its heart with one sword. Kill one first!"
The weasel spirit who was attacked and tied up was so frightened that it struggled desperately.
But Qin Wenying used all her Yin power to prevent it from moving at all.
The two water sleeves are extremely tough, and the weasel spirit cannot break free.
Its eyes showed fear, and its mouth kept making squeaking sounds.
Let another weasel spirit save you.
The other weasel spirit was frightened and angry, and attacked Qin Wenying desperately.
Qin Wenying remained motionless, letting the weasel spirit's attacks fall on her like raindrops.
I resisted it all with my body.
The little face became increasingly pale.
The figure is also gradually dimming.
Seeing that Qin Wenying could no longer hold on any longer, the old Taoist Huangpao knew that the opportunity was not to be missed, so he immediately used all his Taoist fire and touched it on the peach wood sword.
First, several talismans flew out and bombarded the tied weasel spirit.
Breaking open the tough flesh of the weasel's careful mouth.
Then he used all his strength and stabbed out with his sword.
The weasel spirit let out a sharp howl.
The peach wood sword pierced deeply into the weasel spirit's heart.
Twitched a few times.
He was killed with a sword and died on the spot!
Qin Wenying refused to give up. She wrapped the body of the weasel spirit in her sleeves and threw it into the sky.
The corpse was still tightly wrapped in water sleeves, but one of the water sleeves was cut off by Qin Wenying's teeth.
He shouted again: "Old Taoist priest, use the fire talisman to burn this evil corpse. The weasel spirit is so cunning that he may pretend to be dead."
The old Taoist in yellow robe bared his teeth and laughed loudly: "You are a young girl, but you know a lot."
His mouth was talking, but his hands didn't stop.
According to Qin Wenying's instructions, he threw several Taoist talismans and attached them to the weasel spirit's body.
Soon enough, the flames burst into flames.
The weasel spirit was indeed pretending to be dead, and was burned by the real person's flames, causing him to scream in agony.
But after all, it was seriously injured and burned by a few fire talismans of the old man in yellow robe.
In the end, without any suspense, it was reduced to ashes.
"How dare you kill it, how dare you kill it."
That weasel spirit is the mate of the remaining female weasel spirit.
Hundreds of years have passed, and we have spent a long time practicing together in the big tree.
Unexpectedly, he died here.
It cried out to the sky in sorrow and hissed several times in grief and anger.
He stared at Qin Wenying and the old Taoist Huangpao with vicious eyes.
I wish I could peel off his flesh and drink his blood to vent his anger and take revenge.
The yellow-robed Taoist secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he killed one of them, it would be much easier to deal with the other one.
This remaining female weasel spirit definitely cannot be their opponent.
So he snorted coldly: "Monster, don't pretend to be sad there. Anyway, you will go down to accompany it soon."
After finishing speaking, Qin Wenying and the old Taoist Huangpao attacked together.
One waved his sleeves and the other grabbed the mahogany sword.
The female weasel spirit must be left behind completely.
The female weasel spirit was already injured, but Qin Wenying took away the demon pill, so her strength was much weaker.
He was quickly hit hard by two people.
Its small and vicious eyes rolled around a few times, and it quickly judged that the situation was extremely unfavorable to it.
"I won't let you go."
After saying a word, the female weasel spirit glared at the two of them fiercely.
He quickly turned around, scraped on the ground a few times, and let out an extremely smelly and extremely wide-ranging fart towards the two of them.
As soon as I entered my eyes, I was surrounded by yellow, covering the sky and the sun, and it stayed there for a long time.
The female weasel farts out all the stuff in her glands.
When the yellow mist dissipated, the monster was indeed gone.
The old Taoist in yellow robe grabbed the peach wood sword and wanted to catch up.
Qin Wenying grabbed the old Taoist priest and shook her head gently: "Let it go."
The old Taoist in Huangpao frowned: "But now that there are no more troubles to come, with the vicious character of the weasel, he will definitely not let it go. As long as it lasts, there will be troubles in the future."
Qin Wenying couldn't bear it anymore, spit out a mouthful of Yin blood, and smiled miserably: "It was injured, and I was seriously injured. Besides, there is a wilderness forest outside the courtyard gate, and there is a weasel spirit."
's home field.
With the weasel's cunning, it will definitely lay a trap.
Even if we suppress our injuries, it is very likely that we will be killed by it."
The old man in yellow robe looked at Qin Wenying's pale face and immediately knew that this little girl's injury was far more serious than it looked.
It's already the end of the battle.
He could only sigh secretly and nodded: "What the little girl said makes sense. You should go back to the spirit tablet to recuperate. That female weasel spirit should not appear again in a short time."
Qin Wenying bowed slightly, said a blessing to the old man in yellow robe and the old man, and gave the old man a few words.
When the old man heard this, his expression changed drastically.
Qin Wenying forced a smile and turned back to the bridal chamber that was riddled with holes.
After returning to little Shen Fan, she looked very weak.
The girl looked at Shen Fan and said softly: "Husband, the weasel spirit our Shen family has provoked is very powerful.
Although I had blocked it, I had used up most of my yin power and was seriously injured, so I could only return to the spiritual tablets to recuperate.
But luckily I killed one of the weasel spirits and saved our father.
But the other weasel ran away.
But I was also severely injured. I won’t harm you for a short period of time.
Husband, I'm afraid I won't be able to show up for a long time.
Please forgive me for not being able to be by your side to protect you and fulfill my responsibilities as a wife."
Qin Wenying's voice was filled with sadness.
"Daughter-in-law, are you okay?"
Shen Fan asked sadly.
"Husband, don't be sad. We are not separated by life and death. You must remember my birth date and keep my spiritual tablet by your side all the time.
It won't take long before we can meet again."
It seemed that Qin Wenying's time was really running out, she whispered something in Shen Fan's ear.
After a moment, the whole person turned into a green light and flashed into the spirit tablet.
When Shen Fan called him again, his wife was already unable to answer.
This young couple, who were only eighteen years old together, parted after a brief reunion in the wedding night.
The dream seems to be really just a dream.
But Qin Wenying's figure and his wife's smile have been deeply engraved into Shen Fan's soul.
It was completely quiet outside, and then there was a crackling sound of the wall being demolished.
The already dilapidated walls were knocked down.
Grandpa, the elders who were participating in the underworld wedding, and the old man in yellow robe who was seriously injured all rushed in.
When he saw Shen Fan who was intact, his grandfather immediately beamed with joy, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to thank God for his blessing.
Little Shen Fan was stunned. In an instant, the whole world was falling apart.
The art of painting dreams is over.
Chapter completed!