"Brother Hong, death is the most important thing." Wu Zhihao gently pulled the corner of Fei Bao's clothes and said softly: "Let's not hang around in front of them."

Feibao nodded, turned around and walked forward: "Let's go."

"Farewell." Wu Zhihao bowed his hands to the Shi family and strode away after Fei Bao.

"Master Wu, you want to go to our restaurant for dinner?" Fei Bao asked curiously after leaving the alley where Shi's family was.

"I want to see Mr. Qin and ask him if Mr. Shi is really dead."

Fei Bao opened his mouth and was about to speak when his eyes suddenly blurred and his steps staggered.

Wu Zhihao subconsciously supported the other person, his face full of confusion: "Are you okay???"

However, his hands only supported the opponent's body, but not his soul.

Fei Bao's soul and body seemed to have lost their cohesion at this moment, and his soul instantly rushed out of his body and fell to the ground.

At noon, when the sun was very fierce, his soul was scalded and screamed. He tried to rush back into his body, but was forcibly ejected. In desperation, he had to quickly hide in a house to avoid the vertical rays of light.

Sunshine watched helplessly as Wu Zhihao held his body with a dull face and walked away.

"Mr. Qin, it's great that you are here."

Soon after, Wu Zhihao supported Fei Bao and came to the restaurant. After seeing Qin Yao in the lobby on the first floor by the window on the second floor, he was immediately overjoyed, as if he had seen a savior.

Qin Yao swallowed a sip of tea and was slightly startled when he saw Fei Bao's condition. Then he jumped directly from the second floor. His huge and heavy body fell gently like a leaf, and his feet made no sound when they landed on the ground.

"What's going on with him?"

Wu Zhihao smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I don't know either. He seemed to have lost his soul while walking. If I didn't lead him, he would be stuck in place like a piece of wood."

"Lost soul?" A flash of light suddenly flashed in Qin Yao's mind, he used his power to look at Fei Bao, and sure enough, there was no soul in this body.

"Without the influence of external forces, what is coming will never escape."

In the original novel, the white-haired wizard cast a spell on Fat Bao to steal his soul, and even put his soul into the little pig's body as a way of humiliating him.

"Why can't you escape?" Wu Zhihao asked confused.

"Did you see a Taoist in black with white beard and hair?" Qin Yao asked.

The confusion on Wu Zhihao's face quickly faded, and he said hurriedly: "I saw him, he even slapped Boss Hong on the chest..."

"Bah."

Qin Yao roughly tore open Fei Bao's chest, looked at the black palm prints that seemed to be printed on his chest, and sighed: "There are so many tricks!"

Wu Zhihao felt chills in his heart. This bizarre thing was far beyond his understanding: "Mr. Qin, what exactly is going on?"

"The white-haired Taoist is a wizard. His slap on Fei Bao was equivalent to casting a curse, which caused Fei Bao's body and soul to be separated without knowing it. When you came back, it was broad daylight, and his soul could not follow his body back. "

Wu Zhihao: "..."

Listening to what he said, I suddenly felt like I was touching a myth.

However, this myth seems a bit sinister.

"Leave the rest of the matter to us." Qin Yao said sincerely: "If you are involved in this whirlpool, you may be in trouble."

Wu Zhihao twitched the corner of his mouth and clasped his fists: "In that case, I'll take my leave."

"See you later!" Qin Yao cupped his hands and watched him leave. He quickly helped Fei Bao to the backyard of the restaurant and found Uncle Jiu who was preparing to draw a talisman.

"The soul has left the body?" In the middle of the courtyard, under the willow tree, Uncle Jiu hung up his brush and could tell the clues at a glance.

Qin Yao nodded, stretched out his hand to push aside the torn clothes on Fei Bao's chest, pointed at the black handprint on his chest and said, "Master, can you tell what kind of pattern this is?"

"I can't tell, it's a very evil spell." Uncle Jiu said solemnly.

Qin Yao recalled the plot of the movie. He only remembered that in the movie, the white-haired wizard was proficient in Miao Gu magic, Nanyang evil magic, and the puppet technique of controlling giant black mummies. This black handprint that can transfer souls and body changes is eight out of ten. Nine is some kind of poisonous spell in Nanyang magic.

"I don't know the way, is there any solution?"

Uncle Jiu was silent for a moment and said: "Be upright and upright, break it with force... Qin Yao, open the altar!"

"Yes, Master."

Qin Yao reached out and took out the brocade bag from his arms, untied the golden rope from the bag, and summoned from the island in chaos the altar, tablecloth, incense candle, incense burner, magic sword, chime, three clear bells, five-color flag, and town. Altar wood and other objects, all the equipment of the altar were quickly arranged.

Uncle Jiu used a silver basin of water to clean his hands, wiped away the water stains with a long piece of cotton cloth, picked up the mahogany sword with one hand, and gently tapped it on the yellow talisman paper that had been placed in advance. The seemingly dull sword tip easily penetrated a talisman. paper, picked it up, turned his wrist to the candle, lit it, and muttered:

"The imperial edict is in the ocean, and when the sun rises in the east, I give you a spiritual talisman to sweep away all the ominous things. I spit out the fire of the mountains from my mouth, and the talisman flies to the door to capture the light. It raises monsters all over the sky and meets the past generations. I eat the vajra with the year to break the plague. I subdue the demons and the dead and transform them into immortals. For auspiciousness, I wish you the best of luck, the Supreme Lord!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the peach wood sword in Uncle Jiu's hand suddenly swung out countless afterimages, stirring up the sparks formed when the talisman burned, and struck Fei Bao's chest with his arms.

"Chi..."

"Chi..."

Little sparks hit the black handprint, and countless white smoke suddenly rose up. When the white smoke dissipated, Qin Yao looked closely and saw that the black handprint seemed to have faded a lot.

"Master, it works!"

"Of course it works." Uncle Jiu glared at him angrily, and followed the same pattern, using the seven talismans, and the seemingly terrifying black handprints immediately disappeared.

"Master, how do you bring his soul back?" Qin Yao was used to being stared at by him, so he was not afraid at all and asked immediately.

Uncle Jiu glanced at the sky, shook his head and said, "The time chosen by the demon is great. We can't summon souls at this time, but he can make a time difference and hunt for the soul of Fat Treasure before dark."

Qin Yao slowly narrowed his eyes: "The drunkard's intention is not to drink!"

"That's right." Uncle Jiu said with certainty: "He must have set up a dragnet somewhere, using Feibao's soul as bait to lure us into taking the bait."

"Are you going?" Qin Yao asked.

Uncle Jiu clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly: "The devil is in a crooked way, why should we be afraid?"

Qin Yao: "..."

Damn it.

He was tricked.

But Qin Yao can probably guess what the white-haired wizard's trump card is.

Unai.

Invulnerable, infinitely powerful, a pure killing machine!

If you cannot discover where their life gates are during a fierce battle, you will only get beaten, or even beaten to death...

Fortunately, knowing the plot of the original work is like opening a golden finger. Unless the white-haired wizard has a time traveler by his side when refining the black mani, then according to the fateful theory he has verified, the black mani is 90% fatal. It’s the belly button…

"Let me out, let me out!"

In the eerie cave, in a cell sealed with a black iron fence.

Fei Bao's soul clung to the iron railing and pulled hard. Relying on his powerful soul power, he forcibly bent the iron railing with the talisman paper attached.

"Boom, boom, boom."

In the center of the cave, an orange bonfire surrounded a large stone platform. On the stone platform, a white-haired wizard covered in venomous snakes sat cross-legged. He picked up a small mallet next to him and gently tapped the human skull in front of him. dark red wooden fish.

The low knocking sound gradually formed into a sound wave. When it was pushed across the cell hole, Feibao's soul suddenly became weak and even fell to the ground helplessly.

"Boom."

The white-haired wizard glanced at him, and after knocking for the last time, he said faintly: "Hong Xiaobao, do you think Master and Disciple Lin Jiu will put himself in danger and throw himself into a trap in order to save you?"

"If this broken place of yours can be regarded as a trap, then Master Lin and Brother Qin are two fires. If they don't come, they will burn it down." Fei Bao said loudly.

"Blind confidence!" The white-haired wizard sneered, pointing at the giants in the nine vertical coffins on the wall behind him and said: "Do you know what this is?"

Fei Bao's eyes flashed: "Aren't they just a few big rice dumplings? How dare they defeat Master Lin?"

"He who doesn't know is fearless!" The white-haired wizard sneered and said proudly: "This is the cemetery I chose for Lin Jiu and Qin Yao. If they calculate mentally but not intentionally, if they are prepared, then they are unprepared. How can they win?"

"Justice." Fei Bao said without hesitation: "Evil never prevails over good!"

The white-haired wizard's smile suddenly froze on his face, and his mood suddenly became violent: "Evil cannot prevail over good? Who is good and who is evil?

If you have the ability to investigate Qin Yao, you will find that he is no different from me. No, he is worse, more ruthless, and more sinister than me.

At most, I am greedy for money, and I use money to do things without deceiving others.

As for him, he held power for his own selfish desires and exploited the people to enrich himself. Countless people died directly or indirectly because of him. Even Lin Jiu could not admit that this apprentice was a good person.

You say I am evil and he is righteous?

That’s the opposite!”

Fei Bao was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "Have you been stimulated in any way before?"

Everything has a cause and effect. He didn't think that his words could make the other party so angry, or even talk so much.

The most reasonable explanation is that he must have been greatly stimulated before, and his mentality collapsed or even exploded, which is why he is so sensitive.

The white-haired wizard's face froze with madness, and his mind involuntarily followed Fei Bao's words and began to recall his conversation with Lin Jiu.

Every time he thought about it, his emotions seemed to be ignited, and the anger rushed from his heart to his brain, and he couldn't control it at all.

"Dong dong dong..."

After grinding his teeth for a long time, the white-haired wizard picked up the mallet again and quickly struck the wooden fish in front of him.
To be continued...