Chapter 188 A group of evil spirits gathered together to conceive the jade empress

Time has come to the end of August in a blink of an eye.

Hejin County, where the first dragon gate [Yumen] is located, is a crossing of the Zhuohe River specially used to kill prisoners.

The execution ground had been prepared, and a prisoner with a leopard head, ringed eyes, and a ferocious face was held in the center of the execution platform by the guards with his hands tied behind his back.

"The criminal Tu Wannian came to our Hejin County a month ago, oppressing the villagers and doing all kinds of evil.

Three days ago, he killed 17 members of the family of Zou, a wealthy family member in the county. His crime is unforgivable. Today, I will punish him by beheading him!"

As the gray-haired county magistrate threw down the order, the onlookers cheered.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"The villain deserves death!"

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This Tu Wannian came to Hejin County a month ago, bullied men and women, and did all kinds of bad things. In just a few days, he became a tyrant in the county, and his notoriety was almost enough to make a child stop crying.

Three days ago, because he coveted Mrs. Zou's beauty, he committed a tragic murder.

If it were an ordinary case of massacre, the Hejin County Magistrate would not be so active in arresting the villains.

The key is that my charming and charming seventh concubine is from the Zou family.

Seeing the beauty still crying next to him, the county magistrate was heartbroken and quickly called to the executioner.

"Behead quickly!"

However, when the executioner slashed with his knife, Tu Wannian's head did not fall off.

There were granulations growing on the cross section of the head and neck, and the two were reconnected in just a breath, without even a drop of blood being shed.

"Hahaha, it doesn't hurt or itch, haven't you eaten?"

The ferocious-looking Tu Wannian even twisted his neck and laughed loudly at the executioner, making no secret of his confidence.

Although there have been many evil spirits in recent years, the people watching were still horrified by this scene and turned pale.

The county magistrate suddenly changed his color and continued to order:

"He's actually a monster? Burn him, let me burn him to death!"

However, what happened next made them even more frightened.

No matter whether it was burning, flooding or burying him in the soil, it would not hurt him at all. Poisoning, hacking with an axe, and black dog blood would have no effect at all.

If the prisoner hadn't been tied up tightly, all the people joining in the fun would have been scared away.

Just at this time.

Tu Wannian suddenly felt his arm feel hot, and a mark in the shape of three lotuses slowly appeared on his skin.

"Your grandpa has important things to do today, let's play some other time, hahaha"

When he stood up, he just pulled away slightly, and the rope on his body suddenly broke, and then he turned around and left.

His long strides were as fast as a galloping horse, and even the military masters in the government service could not catch up with him.

It was clear that being captured was just a joke.

The county magistrate was almost hiding under the table, watching the evil spirit escape without daring to say another word.

Just when he popped his head up and secretly looked at the outside world, he had no idea that an even more horrifying scene was yet to come.

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There was a crunching sound of joints twisting.

Nearly two-thirds of the people in the execution ground suddenly twisted their limbs and turned into lifeless wooden puppets one after another, lining up to get into the two boxes on the ground.

Two ordinary-looking vendors, one old and one young, picked up the boxes on the ground and left.

On their arms, a parallel lotus mark also appeared.

The two of them walked and sang:

"Without any skin or flesh, there is only a lot of pain and sorrow. The puppet will also pull out the silk thread, looking for a little appearance to tease the enemy. Isn't it shameful to find out? I have been alone for five miles."

If Wang Yuan were here, he would be able to recognize it at a glance. The young man among them was the black-hearted vendor who planned to sell Xu Zhenzhi [Blood Ginseng Gu] that day (Chapter 147)!

The magistrate under the table looked at most of the people who were watching in the execution ground. Many of his subordinates, his own master, and his sobbing concubine all got into the boxes of the two men.

"Well!"

Suddenly his eyes turned white and he fainted on the spot.

"Ahhhhh."

The remaining people, seeing their relatives and friends around them suddenly turned into puppets, screamed in terror and were paralyzed or crazy with fear.

Immediately, the "frightening energy", "fear energy" and "crazy energy" from the energy of the earth spirit rose up from their bodies. Each of them was divided into three, and they caught up with Tu Wannian and the two [Yanshi] respectively.

This beheading scene in the execution ground was actually just a "game" directed and performed by three demons from beginning to end in order to collect [Earth Spirit Qi].

Qingjian Township, Xiyuan Mountain, under the jurisdiction of Hejin County.

Bupleurum, salvia and other special medicinal materials in the mountains are very famous, and there is an endless stream of herb collectors and pharmacists coming and going.

"Hiss! Who is so wicked? Why are you painting such scary things here?"

"That's right, it's really bad!"

On the way up the mountain, there is a narrow road that is close to a cliff and can only accommodate one person.

Even those who are very skilled hikers may slip and fall off the cliff if they are not careful.

Two herb collectors who went up the mountain together found that someone had painted a mural on the corner of the trail. At first glance, they thought a real tiger was ambushing them on the mountain trail.

Surrounding the tiger are green and black demons all over the wall. Their ferocity is frightening. It seems that if there is even the slightest movement, they will jump down from the wall and eat people's hearts and livers.

The two people were so startled that they almost stumbled and couldn't help but cursed loudly. They were about to step forward and wipe off the mural to prevent future visitors from having another accident.

Ouch——!

The tiger in the painting actually jumped out and roared at the two herb collectors. They were so frightened that they stepped on the air and fell down the cliff screaming.

Looking at the mountain cliff covered by clouds and fog, there were already more than a dozen broken corpses in different clothes lying there.

The blue-and-black evil spirits on the cliff all smiled broadly, opened their mouths, and sucked at the bottom of the cliff, swallowing up all the energy of the two people in the blink of an eye.

It seems that to them this is not a cliff, but just a dinner plate for eating.

After eating and drinking, the mural returned to its original shape.

Evil ghosts and tigers are preparing to wait for the next wave of visitors.

A parallel lotus seal suddenly appeared on the arm of one of the short evil spirits.

"The woodcutter is a little tired of taking some medicine here, so he just goes out to play.

Let the people in the land of wealth and luxury also have the opportunity to appreciate the masterpieces of my ghost painter."

While talking about the group of evil spirits that seemed to be drawn with charcoal, they broke out of the mural.

They overlapped one after another, from plane to three-dimensional, and together they formed a short man with dark skin.

I wandered down the mountain with my hands behind my back.

On the high bank of the Zhuo River, there is a quiet courtyard with a plaque "Ling Shui Ju".

Xue Donglou was sitting on the couch, browsing the list of dozens of evil spirits that Monk Xing had sent to him.

After several days of cultivation, the [Insect God] cultivated by the [Three Corpses Insect God Technique] has been perfectly integrated with the physical body. Even Zhu Boan may not be able to see the slightest clue here.

Moreover, he looked as usual at this time, seemingly having recovered from the shocking news that Xue Mansion had lost all its people and money, and was ready to regroup.

"Tu Wannian, refined a Huangbu Taoist method [Hiding the Fetus and Hiding the Soul], and cultivated the Taoist method [Building the Foundation].

The life of a body is not in one's own body, but in other things. The soul that has been practiced for a long time can heal the newly injured body.

You need to use your human heart to make offerings to the [Life Altar] where your life is intertwined. The more fearful the victim is before death, the better the effect of the offering will be.

If everyone in a place is talking about it, then after receiving the urn and entering the Taoism, the [life altar] used to hide the soul can change from reality to emptiness, and can be buried anywhere, without fear of being found and destroyed by others."

"[Yanshi] The father and son of the Zhong family have a puppetry technique that can confuse fakes with real ones. They hold a [trick] in their hands, which can turn living people into puppets for them to control.

In particular, Father Zhong, who had cultivated in the realm of [Zhen Qi], once used that [weird object] to harm an entire town.

The box in my hand contains countless ‘living puppets’ that cannot live or die.”

"Ghost Cultivator" Gui Hualang, "Swordsman" Shen Jiantong, "Mr. Feng Shui" Qian Xingzi, "Huanlong Clan" Dong Laosan

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At this time, a crystal clear bare foot gently rubbed and teased Xue Donglou's chest, making it difficult for him to read the intelligence documents calmly.

He grabbed the little foot that looked like a white carp with his backhand, and was about to pounce on the naked beauty beside him.

However, the beauty's other bare foot stepped on her forehead, and she could only stop her movement halfway.

However.
To be continued...