A person's name and the shadow of a tree are the manifestation of influence.

The next day.

early morning.

A figure wearing a bright yellow Bagua Taoist robe, a scarf hat of the same color, and a mahogany sword strode into the hotel. He glanced around and went straight to the front desk.

"Hello, Taoist priest, how can I help you?" The little girl at the front desk greeted the guests with a smile.

"Hello, I'm looking for Qin Yao. Which room is he in?" the Taoist asked quietly.

'Qin Yao? Isn't this the person the boss asked to check yesterday?' The little girl muttered in her heart, without even turning over the registration book, she said directly: "Room 208."

"Thank you."

The Taoist arched his hands, shrunk his steps, and arrived at the stairs in a blink of an eye.

"Dong dong, dong dong."

After a while, the Taoist followed the house number to 208, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Master." In the room, Qin Yao, wearing a bright yellow bathrobe, opened the door and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Why are you here so fast?"

"You rarely ask for help from me, so I came here as soon as I received the letter asking for help." Uncle Jiu said with a smile.

Qin Yao felt warm in his heart: "Come in quickly and I'll pour you some water."

Uncle Jiu strode into the room and sat on the sofa under Qin Yao's guidance: "What you said in the letter was not detailed. Now tell me from beginning to end. What is the situation?"

Qin Yao poured him a glass of warm water and started talking about the Devil's Club and continued to talk about the enemy's hidden stakes.

As he spoke, Uncle Jiu's expression became more solemn.

"Fusang will destroy my Chinese heart!"

After a long time, Uncle Jiu said seriously.

Qin Yao: "So I plan to go to Japan again after clearing all the known hidden piles, to fight tooth for tooth and blood for blood!"

Uncle Jiu nodded silently, without the slightest thought of stopping him: "If that doesn't work, just take Nintendo with you. With him protecting you, I can rest assured."

"Let's talk about this later." Qin Yao smiled and said, "Shall I take you to see the eyes now?"

"Later, don't rush..."

Uncle Jiu waved his hand and said in a low voice: "One more thing. When I came down the mountain, the master left me alone and asked me to tell you that the Great Cave Sutra cannot be taken out of Maoshan Mountain.

Although you have fulfilled your original agreement with him and successfully entered the Evil Punishment Department, if you want to learn the Great Cave Sutra, you must return to Maoshan."

Qin Yao was refreshed.

Uncle Jiu would have almost forgotten this unless he mentioned it...

Although the old boss only promised him the first three chapters at that time, everything is difficult at the beginning. If you have a good start, you will not be afraid of failing to get the following chapters!

"I know Master. After solving the matter at Menggui Mansion, I will go back to Maoshan first and learn the Immortal Sutra before going out."

Uncle Jiu: "Don't forget, this matter needs to be kept secret, and the fourth person must not know about it, otherwise there will be endless trouble."

"I understand." Qin Yao nodded heavily.

Half an hour later.

Qin Yao called Zhang Ling, took Uncle Jiu to the women's bathroom on the thirteenth floor, and said, "Al-Ling, go inside and see if anyone is there."

"Okay." Zhang Ling quickly pushed open the wooden door, quickly walked around the toilet, turned around and shouted: "No one is there."

The master and apprentice looked at each other, crossed the threshold at the same time, and Qin Yao locked the door.

"Uncle Jiu, this is the mirror." Zhang Ling stood in front of a huge mirror, stretched out his hand and tapped the mirror surface gently.

Uncle Jiu took one step forward, and the moment he landed, he came to the mirror, raised his right hand and pressed it on the mirror, silently sensed it, and shouted in a low voice: "Qin Yao, open the altar!"

Qin Yao felt relieved and quickly took out the space bag and summoned all the equipment for opening the altar and casting spells.

Uncle Jiu reached out and took out a thin stack of talisman paper from his arms, placed it gently on the altar, then turned his hand and took out the peach wood sword behind him, strung a piece of talisman paper on it, chanted the scripture, stepped on the seven stars, and began Cast a spell.

"Whoosh."

At a certain moment, he suddenly swung the mahogany sword down, and the yellow talisman on the sword ignited without fire. A beam of golden light immediately flew out of the sword. When it hit the mirror, it was like throwing stones into a calm lake. At the center, ripples suddenly surged around.

Qin Yao strode to the ripple, stretched out his hand and pressed it. His entire index finger was pressed into the mirror, but his palm was stuck.

"Edict."

Uncle Jiu moved quickly, and the second golden light hit the mirror. This time, his palm easily passed through the mirror and entered the ghost.

Among the ghosts, a ghost stared at the palm that suddenly appeared. It was stunned for a moment, then opened its big mouth full of fangs and bit the palm fiercely.

"clang……"

This bite seemed to be biting on fine steel, and with a crisp sound, the ghost unexpectedly knocked out two of its fangs.

Qin Yao couldn't see inside the mirror, but he could feel the presence of the ghost through his palms. He pinched its neck with his hands and pulled it out of the ghostly cave with one elbow.

"Let me go, let me go." After coming out, the ghost shouted loudly in broken Chinese.

"Pfft." Qin Yao took out the divine sword and stabbed it into the center of the opponent's eyebrow. The world suddenly became peaceful.

One way, two ways, three ways...

After casting twenty-one talismans in a row, Uncle Jiu said in a deep voice: "That's almost it. I will maintain the passage between the two realms here, kill the ghosts, and leave the task of destroying the ghosts from within to you."

Qin Yao clenched his sword and rushed into the mirror instantly; Zhang Ling slipped out a dagger engraved with countless runes from his sleeves, followed closely behind, and rushed into the ghost world.

What greeted them were hundreds of undead warriors floating in the air, their long and narrow samurai swords reflecting cold white light, and their murderous aura like a rainbow!

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