"Du, Brother Du!" Yangfan shuddered, and said in despair and hope: "Are you a gift from heaven?"

Du Yiyu didn't seem to even bother to look at him, let alone answer his questions, and just walked in the opposite direction to the fallen branches and leaves of the dead tree.

Yangfan had no choice but to follow him quickly. As he walked, he vented his inner uneasiness and kept saying: "I never thought that I could meet the legendary corpse painter. It's... it's a bit...

It feels like a dream, hehe, hehe. Brother, you should have told me in the first place, so that I wouldn’t have to worry about it in front of you. It’s really embarrassing.”

Du Yiyu stopped and looked coldly to their right. The shadows among the trees made his face look a little uncertain: "If you have time to talk, why not take out all the charms on your body to save you from using them for a while?"

It’s too late.”

Yangfan cocked his neck and looked to the right. Except for the swaying dead branches, there was nothing strange about him. However, he still did not dare to delay and took out all the charms and handed them to Du Yiyu. He swallowed and asked in a low voice: "What?

What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Du Yiyu neither looked at nor picked up the charms. He just broke off a thick branch, pointed it diagonally downward to the ground in front of him on the right, and said slowly: "Be careful."

"What are you careful about?!" Yangfan nervously clenched the talisman. In his panic, he finally remembered to open his eyes. He quickly took out a bottle of talisman water from his arms, poured it into his hand, and while chanting the incantation, he touched his eyes.

But……

Yangfan suddenly felt something was wrong. Fu Shui was always cool, but why did his hands feel sticky?

He looked at his hands, which were covered with blood, and corpse worms were squirming and breaking out of the blood vessels! He finally screamed in fear!

"Shut up!" Du Yiyu scolded: "It's an illusion!"

Hallucination? Yangfan was shocked and frightened. He was still thinking about how the hallucination could be so real. His back suddenly sank, and something was pressing on him...

Seeing Du Yiyu walking away step by step, he couldn't scream or move. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He couldn't help but think about all the Taoist methods he had learned, but the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, and the more he thought about it, the less he could remember.

What should he do? Although he held the charm in his hand, it was of no use at all! But at this moment, he somehow remembered what his father always said with a sigh: You are still far behind.

Remember, only after experiencing a real evil spirit can you be considered to have learned Taoism... It turns out that you have always been just talking on paper!

There was a sudden sound on the ground under his feet, a bit like the sound of boiling water exploding. He used all his strength to look at his feet...

ah!

Yang Fan screamed in his heart. At his feet, a pale face emerged from the soil, and around the face, the land gradually became like lava, bubbling and getting hotter and hotter!

Am I so useless?!

Yang Fan felt anxious, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he secretly recited a spell. At the same time, he tried his best to concentrate all his strength into his arms and pour it into the Bagua mirror he placed close to his chest!

The Bagua Mirror gradually became hot, and Yang Fan felt happy and quickly recited the mantra!

Suddenly, a white light lit up on his chest, instantly enveloping his entire body. At the same time, the pressure on his body disappeared!

Feeling that his body had regained its freedom, he shouted, "Nantian Sanskrit Sound, extinguish it!" At the same time, he slapped a charm in his hand on the face with a beast-like expression on the ground!

Ah!!!!!!1 The face let out a frightening scream and retracted into the ground, but the surrounding land softened faster and became hotter!

Bah……..

The shoes under his feet were burned to the point of smoking. Yangfan yelled and kept raising his left and right feet. The fear in his heart spread to his whole body again...

Just when he felt despair in his heart, two human-shaped white papers of similar height and height floated over from the forest. The human faces on the white paper seemed to be drawn with burnt charcoal, looking a bit stiff and cold;

The face of the other paper man is even more simple, the eyes are just two dots, and the mouth and nose are just a line, but it has a strange and sarcastic look.

Yangfan took a step back in shock and felt the mud splashing onto his calf, burning with pain. His foot went soft, and the foot he was using so much force actually fell into the hot mud like a swamp!

"Ah!" Yangfan yelled and struggled out in a panic, only to sink a little further. Some mud flowed into his shoes, and his feet felt like they were stepping on hot iron plates. He was so painful that

Breaking into a cold sweat!

At the same time, the two paper figures floated over quickly, with their feet dangling in the air, not afraid of the hot ground!

He was frightened and angry, so he took out two fire talismans and struck them at the two paper figures. However, the simple paper figure actually raised his hand, held the fire talisman between his two fingers, and threw it away.

On the ground, he crushed it with his feet! The other paper man was holding a burnt branch and effortlessly burned the paper talisman on the branch...

Taking a breath of cold air, Yangfan cast another fire talisman. Although he was horrified that the paper figures were not afraid of talisman fire, he was so panicked that he couldn't think of any other spells. At least, he could stop them for a while.

"Damn it!" Suddenly, Zhi** shouted: "You kid, this is a waste of money!"
Chapter completed!