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【Name】: Su Yang

【Tactic Talisman】: One corpse-suppressing Talisman 【Ordinary】, one talisman to exorcise evil [Ordinary]

【Specialization】: 39% ancient martial arts

[The remaining merit value at present: 260 points.]

After browsing the information in front of the iris one by one, Su Yang continued to trace the small thunder talisman recorded in the book of talismans handed over to him by Uncle Jiu, and began to trace the yellow talisman.

It has been more than three days since Uncle Jiu moved his grave to Mr. Ren. During these days, Uncle Jiu took Su Yang and others to find some better tombs in the back mountain to provide burial for Mr. Ren.

In the evening, Su Yang asked Uncle Jiu alone for some talisman paper and continued to describe the complicated little thunder talisman.

According to Uncle Jiu, the current state of Mr. Ren is not a very fierce place like "the dragon and tiger fight", which is difficult to suppress the corpse evil spirits that have gathered on Mr. Ren for more than 20 years.

However, this kind of terrain is rare, so how can you find it by looking? There is nothing you can find in these three days.

Thinking of this, Su Yang sighed slightly, but didn't know what he was thinking. He just dipped the red pen in his hand into some cinnabar, and continued to draw the small thunder talisman on the thick yellow paper.

It was twilight that was about to sink, and the moonlight fell on the eaves of the courtyard, and a kerosene lamp in the earthen house in the house was burning like beans.

"Su Yang——"

Just as Su Yang was lying intently in front of the table and depicting the small thunder talisman according to the method recorded in the book of Talismans, he heard this sad and resentful female voice in his ears.

The voice is like resentment and admiration, like crying and complaining, and it is particularly long in this distant night.

The kerosene lamp on the table that was undeadly extinguished was now like it was swept by cold wind. After swaying back and forth for two times, the fireworks gradually went out.

A wisp of white smoke slowly emerged from the extinguished kerosene lamp.

In the silence like water, a gentle and cold jade hand slowly put on Su Yang's shoulder. He could feel the thin, soft and cold little hand slowly slid down along his shoulders, and finally grabbed the dangerous thing.

"Little husband - why should you waste your best years on this dry and useless yellow talisman breaking scroll? It would be better to be a romantic and happy couple with my family, and it would be more casual."

A soft and sweet voice slowly rang in his ears. He could feel his ears being held between his lips and teeth by a small mouth. The small earthen house was filled with beautiful spring for a moment.

"No matter how beautiful you are, you will only turn into a red pink skeleton. Dong Xiaoyu, why should you be obsessed with it? This is not the magnificent grave of dry bones, and I am not the poor scholars who went astray." Su Yang clamped the evil-removing talisman that had been sealed with his fingertips from his underwear and said coldly.

"Where is what my little husband said, who said Taoist priests are not as good as scholars? You Taoist priests are the worst." Dong Xiaoyu behind him giggled while giggling, and then removed her shoes and socks. She slowly wrapped her calves and white little feet to Su Yang's waist like a clingy kitten.

In the dusk, I saw that the small feet not as big as a palm were as white as frost and snow, but the cold air was as cold as a piece of cold iron.

"I didn't joke with you!"

"The heavenly official gives blessings, there is no taboo, the Supreme Lord is as anxious as the law." Su Yang shouted coldly, and suddenly started to emerge. The evil-exorcist talisman was stuck at the top of his fingertips and gased the flames.

"Swish!" Su Yang suddenly slapped behind him, and a shrill scream from a woman came from behind, like a cat's moan, making people feel cold all over his body.

After injuring Dong Xiaoyu, Su Yang turned around and took off the peach wood sword hanging on the wall. He pulled out a sword flower in the air and said coldly to the woman in front of him: "Don't pretend to be pitiful to me. The reason why I seduced you over is to kill you, because you are a ghost, and I am the Tao!"

Dong Xiaoyu was pitifully half-sagging on the ground, and her clothes were half-covered and exposed a little springy. Although she was not as gorgeous as Wang Zuxian, who played Nie Xiaoqian in "A Chinese Ghost Story", her skin was as frosty as snow, and her ice-skinned and jade-like bones were still very acquainted.

Two small shoes embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water were scattered aside, and one snow-white little feet still removed the shoes and socks. The crystal-like toes looked very beautiful in the clear light of the moonlight. The other small feet had snow-white socks half-except and half-extinguished at the snow-white ankles, seducing people's original desires.

Su Yang sighed, but then the peach wood sword in his hand was already pointing towards Dong Xiaoyu on the ground without hesitation. Although Su Yang devoted himself to studying the talismans during this period in Jiushu Yizhuang, he had never relaxed in the sword and martial arts.

At this time, the peach wood sword in his hand was about to come out, and it was still quite good.

Dong Xiaoyu saw that she pretended to be pitiful and seduced the hope of the Tao in front of her was shattered, and she stopped pretending to be there. Her originally gorgeous face turned into a hideous grimace as soon as she flipped over.

"You are ruthless and innocent Taoist priest. If you toast you, you will have to eat the punishment!" Dong Xiaoyu shook her hair, and the scorpion braid that fell behind immediately rolled towards Su Yang's neck like a black python.

Su Yang was calm and slashed the peach wood sword in his hand towards Dong Xiaoyu's scorpion braid.

The slender black scorpion braid was rolled on the peach wood sword in Su Yang's hand, just like a maggot on his tarsal bone. He pulled it away with just one pull.

Dong Xiaoyu sneered twice, then a pair of ghost claws immediately scratched towards Su Yang. The ghost claws were extremely sharp, just like the black-haired slap that the old man had just turned into. If he scratched it on his body, it would probably not feel good.

In desperation, Su Yang used a trick to block the iron bridge and barely avoided the claw, but unexpectedly, Dong Xiaoyu's scorpion braid was rolled up and wrapped around Su Yang's neck again.

In desperation, Su Yang had to grab the chest randomly, but remembered that he had only granted one evil-removing talisman, and immediately scolded him for knowing that Dong Xiaoyu, a female ghost, was so difficult to deal with, he should have granted two more evil-removing talismans.

At the same time, I regret why those who are reluctant to lose a hundred points of merit will enfeoff the evil-exorcist talisman to the quality of [Excellent]. If the evil-exorcist talisman just now is the quality of the evil-exorcist talisman, I'm afraid Dong Xiaoyu will be dying now.

However, it is useless to regret now, so Su Yang had to shout at the top of his throat: "Master, senior brother, help me!"

......

When Dong Xiaoyu heard the movements from outside the Yizhuang Village, she knew that her magical powers would definitely not be able to compete with the siege of three or four Taoist priests in the Yizhuang Village. If it was delayed for a long time, she might not be able to put herself here. The gain would be more than worth the loss. She had to look at Su Yang angrily.

Then he said coldly: "Stir, don't be proud, I will come back."

"By the way, I'll leave you some souvenirs." Dong Xiaoyu opened her mouth and nipped on Su Yang's shoulder, as if she was going to nibble a piece of meat off.
Chapter completed!