Chapter 506

I know it's the spirit that's coming.

At the same time, turn around. I didn't expect that the thing had learned essence. Before I stabbed it, I stepped back abruptly, and then it became a ghost without feet.

"Bianhe, stop!"

To be honest, I still have some admiration for this persistent historical celebrity. Besides, his experience is really pitiful. In addition, he is not a very fierce spirit. I don't want to hurt him in my heart.

Who knows it does not appreciate at all, send out the laugh of Yin test, quickly open your mouth and spray a red mist towards me. I opened the yin-yang umbrella and quickly rotated it, forcing the red fog back a little bit.

But in this way, I can only protect myself. I can't help the T-shirt man at all. As long as I move a little slowly, the red fog of Bianhe will rush over. The most deadly thing is that I can't hurt it at all. After a night's rest, Bianhe seems to be a lot worse!

My strength was getting smaller and slower, so I had to turn defense into attack, read the Big Dipper Sirius decision and use the Sirius whip method.

With the coming into effect of the Big Dipper, a layer of blood light suddenly appeared on the surface of the scourge, which was dazzling. I clenched my teeth and used all my strength to swing the whip out. Bianhe was too late to react, and his face showed a trace of fear.

Seeing that this whip is about to succeed, I feel a little sorry in my heart. This whip is enough to drive his soul away!

Unexpectedly, when the wolf whipped down that day, it didn't scream as I expected, and even there was no expression of pain on its face.

"How could it be?"

I opened my mouth and looked at Bianhe inconceivably, but I was shocked to find that I didn't know when I was surrounded by a circle of sneering spirits!

It even learned to split up, so that the most I just split is a shadow, even its hairs are not hurt. But I've tried my best. My legs are weak and my heart is beating me. I've stumbled to the ground.

Then Bianhe smiled ferociously, then opened his mouth to me again and spit out a red mist.

For a while, the red fog came from all directions, but I had no strength to wave the scourge. At this critical moment, the T-shirt man rushed over and recited the beautiful mantra in an ethereal voice.

Then his long sword came out of its sheath, and there was a fierce blue light on the eight Han swords.

"Bold and evil, I still don't kneel when I see this immortal!"

The voice of LV Dongbin, the sword immortal, came out from the T-shirt man. I was relieved, but I was a little upset. Before I asked him to grind haw, he refused to come out. When I got to the T-shirt man, he was on call, which was really unfair.

Looking at Bianhe again, when he heard LV Dongbin's voice, he was stunned subconsciously, and the red fog flying towards me also disappeared. Then Bianhe's separation disappeared, leaving only the most primitive spirit standing in front of me. Look at me and T-shirt man, the murderous spirit in his eyes dissipated, and his face was confused instead.

At this time, the old man's voice suddenly came from the cabin behind: "do what you should do, this man is not a fairy at all, he is lying to you!"

After the old man said this, Bianhe's eyes turned bloody. He looked at the T-shirt man with his teeth clenched, then made a shrill cry, and then separated again. This time, the number of split bodies was twice as many as before, and surrounded me and the T-shirt man group.

I was shocked for a moment and then reflected: Lu Dongbin was born in Tang Dynasty, living in Bianhe in pre-Qin times, and never heard of him!

"Beyond my control!" The T-shirt man snorted coldly, his body leaped up like an offline arrow, and the eight side Han sword revolved at a very fast speed. Before I could see what was going on, Bianhe's body was smashed by countless sword flowers.

Every time a sword flower flashed, Bianhe screamed in my ear. At last, there was only a figure of Bianhe, who looked at the T-shirt man in horror, then turned into a red mist and fled to the cabin.

"Want to run?"

T-shirt man threw out the eight side Han sword in the air, only to see the body of the sword shining blue light directly through the red shadow, and then the spirit of Bianhe disappeared like quicksand.

At the same time, there was a heartbreaking cry from the cabin on Sunday: "Dad, Dad..."

After the ghost was removed, LV Dongbin left without stopping for a moment. T-shirt man slowly opened his eyes, the first time to go to the cabin, I also closely followed up, walked to the room and found that Sunday hugged the old man crying.

But the old man kept spitting blood out of his mouth, and his limbs kept twitching. He could not live.

Hearing that Zhou Tiankou kept calling for the old man's father, I suddenly understood why I looked abnormal when I saw the monitor on Sunday.

It turns out that his father didn't die at all, but hid in the dark looking for opportunities to harm him!

But as a father, why do you worry about your own son? It's really amazing.

Since the experience of the old lady, Sunday has become a filial son. Since I know my father's key, I still kneel in front of me and T-shirt man and beg us to save the old man.I was moved by Sunday's filial piety and wanted to rescue the old man, but I found that his soul had dissipated for the most part, and I could not rescue him at all. I asked T-shirt man what was going on?

But the T-shirt man said coldly: "do you think Bianhe can get separated by only one night? That's because the old man nourishes Bianhe with his soul, so when Bianhe and his soul are gone, the old man also suffers from backfire. "

I didn't know what to say after listening, so I had to pull Sunday off the ground.

T-shirt man thought about squatting beside the old man, asked lightly: "before dying, can you talk about the reason for this?"

"Cough..." The old man spat out a mouthful of blood and asked back with difficulty, "young man, have you heard the story of Zhou's wake?"

"What, are you from Zhou?"

T-shirt man listened for a moment, then looked at the old man's eyes full of respect, slowly read out an ancient poem: "Zhou's south mountain side of the wake, thousands of years of wind and rain without mulberry fields, ugly wife without regret for life, Nirvana landscape for Bianhe."

The old man listened to the T-shirt man read the poem quietly, and then looked at Sunday. His lips moved a few times to say something, but he closed his eyes before he could say it.

"Dad!" Sunday holds the old man 's body and wails.

I can't stand this kind of atmosphere. I pulled the T-shirt man out of the room and asked him who Zhou was and what the poem meant.

T-shirt man told me that Zhou Shi is actually Bianhe's wife. Because of her ugly appearance, Bianhe gave her a rest and remarried a beautiful woman. However, there was an unexpected situation. Instead of being rewarded, Bianhe was cut off from his feet, and the beautiful woman abandoned Bianhe.

Instead, the rest of the Zhou family has been taking good care of Bianhe, bringing Bianhe to tears. After Bianhe died, the Zhou family kept Bianhe in front of the tombstone until he died.

All Zhou's spirits have always been symbols of loyalty!

T-shirt man sighed and looked at the Sunday in the house: "in order to fulfill the wishes of ancestors, the descendants of Zhou family have been guarding Bianhe tomb for generations. This old man can control the spirit of Bianhe. He must be the tomb keeper of this generation. And why did he kill his son? I think only Sunday's mother knows... "

Sure enough, when we went back to tell the Empress Dowager what happened, the old lady suddenly cried loudly and said with trembling: "old man, why are you so stupid? How can you let me live?"

It turned out that Sunday was not the old man's own son, but the old man's army, the old lady was raped by the village ruffians. When the old man came back from the army, he saw that he had been born on Sunday. He knew that this was not his own flesh and blood, but he loved his wife very much, so he never broke it.

In private, he kept asking for information, and finally learned that the ruffian had died.

The old man, who had no place to vent his anger, had to point the spear at the wild seed, but in order not to make the old lady sad, he came up with the method of killing people with Yin.

He planned most of his life, but with my appearance he declared bankruptcy, which may be Providence.

But from the old man's eyes before he died, he should have accepted the son.

With his death in exchange for a filial son's heart on Sunday, it's the right place to die!