Blade of Reckoning
Chapter 113

Burial and the Aftermath

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Wang Dao Xuan The timing of casting the spell is just right.

"Mister Lu" has the confidence to dare to give up possession and show up in person to take action.

In terms of kung fu, although he is not a top player, he has been practicing hard since he was a child and has already stepped into Hidden Strength.

In terms of Daoism, he reached Second Floor early.

As he said, in his lineage, no matter from every aspect, he is more qualified to control Gouji than Wu Lao Si.

The technique used before was called Nine Nether Demon Soldier Art.

The name is weird, and the power is even more impressive.

This method can control the wandering soul to possess it and become a ghost pawn, a bit like Puppet Technique, but it uses the body of a living person.

If the human body is a machine, it is a restricted machine, because if it is activated with full force, it will often cause harm.

Therefore, when someone's life hangs by a thread, some people will have great potential, but they will often become seriously ill or even lose their lives afterwards.

Those who have been affected by this technique and are possessed by Yin Soul have no worries at all and have amazing strength. Even if they are seriously injured, it will not affect the fight.

This technique originated from the late Tang Dynasty. At that time, the Daoist demons were suppressed and the world was in chaos. There were evil magicians serving in the army and specially setting up demon soldier death camps to fight to the death when the war was unfavorable.

Although "Mister Lu" only had the skin of his skin, more than two dozen demonic soldiers who were fearless in life and death were able to inflict heavy damage on everyone.

By then, I'm afraid only Li Yan will survive.

Wang Dao Xuan This time completely disrupted his plan.

"Ah--!"

"Mister Lu" rolled on the ground holding his head and screaming.

Wang Dao Xuan<Seven Arrows Secret Curse> was just the first curse, which did not hurt his life, but it was like a sharp cone, inserted into his head and stirred wildly, causing him to die in pain.

At the same time, the policemen who were rushing towards him also stopped immediately.

Li Yan How could he miss the opportunity? He jumped out with his sword and killed the warlock.

However, at the critical moment, "Mister Lu" endured the pain, removed a bamboo tube from his waist, and yanked at Li Yan.

Danger!

The sense of danger of death came to his mind. Li Yan gritted his teeth and turned sideways. Hidden Strength became furious and kicked the policeman who was standing still.

Whoosh!

With this force, he flew away.

The bamboo tube in the hand of "Mister Lu" also made a bang sound, and spewed out a large amount of phosphorus fire, some red, some white, and a stream of oily slurry.

Phew~

Li Yan just managed to escape, but the police officers were splashed with water all over them, and then they quickly caught fire and turned into flaming figures in an instant.

"Ah--!"

A painful scream sounded.

The phosphorus fire burned, causing the possessed Yin Soul to disperse. The ignited policeman was in great pain, running around and grabbing.

The policeman who was not burned was also unlucky because he was thrown to the ground by his companions, and his body also caught fire.

"Get out of here, grandpa!"

Sha LiFei and the polemen were also startled. When they saw the burning man coming towards them, they directly picked up their long sticks and poked them away.

What a cruel hidden weapon!

Li Yan felt his heart pounding when he saw this.

Wang Dao Xuan told him many Daoist past events, Mystical Arts Sect, including the monks who later refined the elixir, but they did not fully understand the art of immortality, but they came up with many strange things.

Some were introduced into the folk, such as tofu, gunpowder, etc., while others were so destructive that they became secret techniques of self-protection.

For example, Tai Xuan Orthodox Sect's Thunder Fire Pill.

The one used by the warlock is probably one of them. Li Yan not only smells white phosphorus, saltpeter, and kerosene, but also some unclear smells, which is very complicated.

But now, the surroundings were filled with the smell of burnt barbecue and the pungent smell of smoke, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

What made Li Yan even more troubled was that the warlock had regained his composure and removed another bamboo tube from his waist...

At this moment, Wang Dao Xuan in the ancestral hall also stepped on the Gang and chanted the mantra again, and stabbed the blood-stained chopsticks hard!

"Roar!"

The warlock screamed again and fell to the ground. The unactivated bamboo tube in his hand rolled to the side.

Li Yan Without saying a word, his legs Hidden Strength erupted, and he jumped out with a whooshing sound, Guanshan Knife slashed down suddenly.

Poof!

His blow was so powerful that the warlock's head fell off with the sound.

Li Yan was still uneasy, so he moved with a god, Three Talents Demon Suppressing Coin Sword Tassel immediately shook from side to side, exuding cold murderous intent, and dispersed the opponent's aura.

At the same time, inside the ancestral hall.

Phew!

The straw figure on the altar suddenly burned.

Wang Dao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground. The suffocating chill that enveloped his body quickly subsided.

This vision represents the end of the spell.

Either the opponent breaks the spell, he is seriously injured or dies due to backlash, or the target is dead.

In short, this spell means either you die or I die!

Now it seems that his luck is pretty good...

The fire was raging, and the pungent smell of burning permeated the air.

"Tell me, how many of you are here?"

"Da-hero, here are forty-seven people..."

Poof!

The knife pierced his heart, and the underground policeman's pupils quickly dilated.

Li Yan turned around and drew the knife, with no expression on his face.

In the distance, the polemen were dragging the corpses and body parts, and throwing them all into the dilapidated wooden building near the ancestral hall.

The entire wooden building was set alight by them, and they also tore down the wood from some nearby residences and continued to add firewood to the fire.

"We counted, forty-six people in total!"

Sha LiFei ran up next to him, with some anxiety on his face.

Although these people died unjustly, and tonight they were either dead or dead, but after all, they were wearing official uniforms, and they had to destroy the corpses to avoid leaving any clues.

"It doesn't matter, the last one has arrived."

Li Yan smiled slightly and turned to look to the right.

There, Lu San slowly walked out of the darkness. His face was pale, there was a huge knife edge on his shoulder, and he was holding a head in his hand.

It is Fengyang County who catches the head Zhao Kui!

"Good brother, well done!"

Sha LiFei praised him and quickly stepped forward to ask, "It's not enough to have a bare head. Where is his body?"

"Two miles away in the old forest, next to Official Road."

"Okay!"

Sha LiFei Without saying a word, he got on his horse and went to drag the body.

At this moment, several people from Yue BaLa also came slowly. They looked at each other, you pushed me, I pushed you, a little hesitant.

Li Yan naturally knew what they were thinking, and said calmly, "Don't worry, everyone, Fengyang County no one has seen us yet. When we go back, we will take a detour and eat and drink when we need to. Just pretend it's nothing and keep your mouths shut."

"Young Hero Li Don't worry."

Yue BaLa breathed a sigh of relief, "We are also involved in this matter. If even half of it is leaked, there will be thunder and lightning!"

To be honest, what they were afraid of was not what happened tonight.

This kind of thing will always happen in the rivers and lakes.

What they are afraid of is that Li Yan will get excited and kill people and silence them.

Although Niubeiliang and Wu Family Gully were all trying to protect themselves, at least fifty people died at the hands of Li Yan.

Just like a deadly Yama...

Li Yan naturally saw the expressions of several people and sighed in his heart. He didn't care, but looked at the sky and said in a deep voice, "It's almost time..."

"Funeral!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Wang Dao Xuan rattle, Li Yan drum.

"Those who confess their karmic sins are born with killing, stealing, sexual intercourse, and covetousness. The confessor swears that from now on, I will never kill, steal, or be greedy, and I will not be greedy, angry, or obsessed with love..."

Wang Dao Xuan was chanting sutras, while Sha LiFei was carrying Soul-Calling Banner, followed by Lu San in mourning clothes, circling around a brazier.

The brazier symbolizes the fire of hell.

There are two bricks placed next to it, with a tile placed on top, symbolizing the gate to the underworld.

Wu Lao Si is Living Underworld Messenger, who failed in his errand and has died. Wang Dao Xuan is not sure whether he is suffering sin in the underworld, so he performs a simple ritual before rising to help the other party to free himself from sin.

As for Lu San, it takes the place of the filial son.

Then, Wang Dao Xuan chanted the Hell-Breaking Curse again, Pacing the Gang and Stepping the Dipper, made a seal with both hands, took the peach wood Law Sword and penetrated it hard.

Wow!

The broken tiles symbolize the opening of the gates of hell.

Finally, Wang Dao Xuan Peach Wood Sword waved his hand and said loudly, "With a painting, the sky can open. Eight Great Vajras comes down to earth and you lift up the treasure."

"Awake!"

At the command, the polemen immediately lifted the coffin.

Wang Dao Xuan shakes the soul-inducing bell with his left hand and carries Soul-Guiding Incense with his right hand, walking in the front.

In order to prevent accidents, they did not throw away money to buy road paper. With the fierce god Li Yan sitting in charge, it is estimated that no one Lonely Souls and Wild Ghosts would dare to block the road.

Sha LiFei is wearing a soul-inducing flag.

Lu San holds the Wu Lao Si tablet.

The coffins shouted lowly and carried the coffin up the mountain.

As for the handlebar type Old MengTou, they stayed near the Wu Family Gully ancestral hall and searched carefully. After making sure that no clues were left, they drove the carriage and left with a few horses and waited for them in another place.

It was still dark at this time, and Wu Family Gully became quiet again.

Only the flames of the wooden building are not extinguished, and the scorched corpses are piled high...

"Open the door of the second painting. Come out, Lord and Mother of the Earth, and take the treasure. Qinglong on the left, White Tiger on the right, Suzaku in the front, Xuanwu in the back... hurry up like a law!"

After reciting the landing curse, everyone slowly lowered the coffin.

Wang Dao Xuan holds the ink pen, waves it in the air, and recites at the same time. "The sun rises high, Ke Jia Lian Ding, this extraordinary pen makes the sky clear, the earth spiritual, the ink pen falls into the underworld, Wu Lao Si Three Souls Seven Spirits returns to the Lord of God..."

Then, he recited a mantra and sprinkled the five-colored grain in all directions within Cliff Tomb, while Lu San on the side had already collected the bones of the villagers and buried them.

"Fengtu!"

After a series of processes, following Wang Dao Xuan's order, the polemen immediately blocked the entrance of Cliff Tomb with the earth, stone and sand that had been prepared.

Then, he climbed up to the top of the cliff along the rope and erased the traces of the rope and some pilings.

Looking at the white fish belly on the horizon, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Delivering the coffin thousands of miles, with wind and rain along the way, is now finally over.

Li Yan said in a deep voice, "Everyone, you go down the mountain from the other side. Sha LiFei will take you to Shangluo, where you will find fellow Jianghu people to help you cover up."

"Remember, no matter what happens in the future, you have only been to Shangluo City and never know what happened to Fengyang County."

"Young Hero Li is interested."

"Don't worry, we know what's going on."

Yue BaLa and the others nodded quickly, feeling a little relieved.

Li Yan This is to completely remove them from this matter. If nothing else, this matter is done convincingly.

Seeing everyone's agreement, Li Yan nodded again and looked at Sha LiFei, "Uncle Sha, you will stay in Shangluo when you are done. The Daoist priest and I will meet you after we return from Tianzhushan Mountain."

"Be careful on the road."

Sha LiFei looked solemn and nodded.

He also heard what the warlock accidentally revealed last night. Cold Altar Wandering Master had nothing to do with this dharma lineage.

Also, there are still people alive in Wu Lao Si Dharma lineage.

This trip may be another battle of wits.

"Don't worry."

Li Yan nodded and turned to look at Lu San next to him, "Brother Brother Lu, you always have to look forward. If we do this, the court will definitely pursue it. If you stay here, you will be in danger. Why don't you leave with us?"

Lu San was silent for a moment, "No."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Seeing the other party's disappearing figure, Sha LiFei suddenly said dissatisfied, "Damn, this kid is as stubborn as a donkey, he really doesn't know what is good and what is good."

"Forget it."

Li Yan turned his head and looked into the distance, "Let's go!"

After that, a group of people went down the mountain and met up with the handlebar type Old MengTou. After walking for dozens of miles, the fork in the road separated and gradually went away...

Wu Family Gully, outside the ancestral hall.

Lu San looked at the scorched earth of the wooden building still smoking in the distance, then looked around, sighed slightly, and murmured, "Where can I hide..."

Squeak!

Several mice came running from all directions.

Lu San listened attentively, "Is there someone chasing you? Well, I understand..."

As he spoke, he whistled, and the mice immediately crawled down his trouser legs and into the leather pouch around his waist.

Stab!

He suddenly tore off his white Xiaoyi, stained with the blood from the wound on his shoulder that had not yet dried up, and wrote on the outer wall of the Wu Family Gully ancestral hall:

Murderer, Munchuan Pass Lu San!

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