The moment Hu Zi said that, all was silent.
The wind stopped and the fog dispersed. The weasel was dumbfounded.
Its eyes were wide open, and its eyes were filled with confusion and confusion.
And I was shocked by his so-called tortoisesque aura!
When the yellow weasel wanted to be sealed, the people who were blocked had all kinds of strange answers.
However, he was not as…fierce as Hu Zi!
Just as I was about to see how that old woman was going to deal with Hu Zi, I heard a strange cry.
The yellow weasel trembled and fell to the ground.
As his body twitched, white foam would come out from the corner of his mouth from time to time.
"Why is this old lady so angry? Didn't she just scold her?”
Hu Zi pursed his lips and said to me,
"Shao Yang, this old lady seems to have had a stroke. Should we carry her back to the village?”
"Recite my ass!"
"That's not an old lady, that's a yellow weasel."”
"Blind rice?" Hu Zi was at a loss when he heard that.
"How can that be? I think she's just an old lady. If you don't believe me, come with me to take a look.”
"Stop looking, hurry back to the village."
It's fine if this yellow skin doesn't bother Hu Zi, but if it dares to have evil thoughts, I have my own ways to take it in.
I saw that the yellow weasel didn't chase after me and said to Hu Zi,"
"Go home quickly. Don't go out at night. Close the doors and windows when you sleep.
No matter what strange sounds you hear tonight, ignore them.”
"Shao Yang, what's wrong?" Hu Zi was puzzled.
"Do as I say and leave quickly."
After I finished speaking, I walked home and told the ordinary people that the yellow weasel was not a small matter. If it was not done well, it would be a big deal.
Strictly speaking, it was no longer a weasel.
It was Huang Daxian, who had a cultivation base!
When I wanted to tell Master about this, he wasn't at home. I looked around.
He found a note and some change on the wooden table in the courtyard.
I picked up the note and glanced at it. It turned out that an old man from the neighboring Guo Village had passed away. Master was invited to preside over the funeral.
As the saying went, one would not be buried until the seventh day of the lunar month. Today was the seventh day of the lunar month.
In other words, his master would only return the day after tomorrow at the earliest.
I know that of the five great sects, the yellow sect is the most difficult to deal with.
Because the yellow weasel was petty, the most unreasonable, and the most capricious animal.
If you hurt it one point, it would return ten points to you!
If you spoil its good deeds, it will harm your entire family!
It was unknown how long Huang Daxian had been cultivating in the mountains before he came down to ask for a title.
If the opportunity came, he would be able to get into the immortal class.
However, Hu Zi had ruined everything!
I have a feeling that something will happen to Hu Zi tonight.
I'm very confident in dealing with ghosts and monsters. Perhaps it's safer for Master to take action against such monsters.
Most importantly, Master is helping someone preside over a funeral. Even if I go, Master probably won't be able to leave.
Every profession had its own rules.
Mr. Baishi, as long as you accept this matter, you can't quit halfway.
I thought about it for a while and decided to go look for Hu Zi.
I'll sleep with him tonight. If that yellow weasel really dares to take revenge, I can only let him see my tough horse.
I got up and walked to the eaves, taking down a short knife hanging from the eaves.
This short knife was his master's treasure, and his master often wiped it.
He always told me that this is a treasured saber that can eliminate evil.
Ordinary spiritual monsters would have to avoid the saber even if they sensed its aura, let alone unsheathing the saber.
When I was ten years old, my master hung this short knife under the roof.
After that, I rarely saw those dirty things.
Actually, Master had an even better Seven Star Dragon Spring Sword, but he didn't know where it was hidden!
One side of the scabbard was carved with a dragon, and the other side was carved with a phoenix.
There were two small words carved on the hilt: Spirit Severing!
After entering the house, he took out his master's brush and cinnabar, and cut out a few pieces of yellow paper.
Then, he started drawing talismans under the lamp.
Since I was five years old, practicing martial arts and drawing talismans has been my daily compulsory course.
Even during school, I didn't delay.
Now, I have mastered the drawing and usage of over a hundred types of talismans, big and small.
What I'm going to draw now are Evil Repelling Talismans, Demon Repelling Talismans, and Killing Talismans.
Among the small success level talisman techniques, it was one of the more powerful talismans to kill demons and devils.
Drawing talismans consumed a lot of essence, qi, and energy, and it was important to do it in one go.
By the time I drew the Talisman of Slaughter, my forehead was already covered in fine beads of sweat.
When the last stroke of the Talisman of Slaughter landed, I slowly let out the breath that I had been holding in my chest.
I sat down on the chair and took a long time to catch my breath.
After resting for a while, he grabbed his Spirit Severing Saber and rushed over to Hu Zi's house.
However, not far away, he suddenly heard dogs barking.
Amidst the noisy barking, there was a woman's scream.
"Widow Wang?"
I was stunned. Hu Zi's family and Widow Wang's family were neighbors. The two families were separated by an earthen wall.
Could it be that something happened to Hu Zi and that it had startled Widow Wang?
I quickly ran to Widow Wang's house. However, when I arrived at Widow Wang's door and saw the scene in the courtyard, I was stunned.
A naked man was squatting in a corner, his hands tightly strangling a dog's neck.
It opened its mouth and bit the dog's neck.
"Tiger…Hu Zi?"
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