After hearing the sound outside, Yu hurriedly ran out of the temple. He saw a big black man who knocked herself out a few days ago parked a carriage at the entrance of the temple. A corpse wrapped in a bamboo mat was parked in the carriage. After Yu opened the bamboo mat, he was really dead inside his husband, King Ying Zhu Dong.

At this time, Zhu Dong was still the same as when he died. His body seemed to be covered with ink. However, his body had been dead for six days but he did not look a little corrupt. Those who didn't know thought he had just died... "Gui Bugui! He can't expose three lights..." After seeing that his dead husband's corpse was fine, Yu immediately went to Gui Bugui again. After shouting at the old guy, she continued, "No inscriptions to protect her body... Her body was not covered with spiritual oil. Gui Bugui! You can give my husband's life back!"

While talking, Yu pulled out his sword and wanted to fight Gui Bugui. But how could Bai Wuqiu beside her let her go like this? While the woman turned around and pounced on the old guy, Erlangzi grabbed her hair and then pulled back and said, "Little widow! I have sent your devil man's body from all over the place. It's okay if you don't say thank you. Why dare to touch my father?"

Yu was really no match for this monster. After Bai Wuqiu grabbed her hair, she gritted her teeth and cut off her long hair with the sword in her hand. Then she continued to pounce towards Gui Bugui. In Yu's heart, Zhu Dong, who had no protection, was no different from the dead person... "Didn't I say that? Don't attack this old guy." The moment before Yu rushed into the temple, Bai Wuqiu appeared in front of her again. This time Erlangzi directly grabbed the blade of the sword in the woman's hand. The sword that had originally blown her hair and broke her hair was not even cut into the oily skin in Erlangzi's hand.

No matter how the woman struggled, the sword seemed to grow on the hands of the big black man, and could not be shaken at all. At this time, Bai Wuqiu smiled at Yu and said, "Little widow, aren't you and the old guy old like me?"

Why do you just do it? I'm not saying that you two are so old that you have been reincarnated dozens of times. It's rare that you just died, and that old guy has been for thousands of years and no one has ever felt for you. In this way, you all take care of me. An old bachelor and a little widow just happen to live with you. If you agree, I'll call you mom now..."

After hearing Bai Wuqiu's words, Yu was so angry that she trembled all over her body. At this moment, she stopped taking a sword and passed by Erlangzi like a ghost. She rushed towards Gui Bugui who was smiling bitterly: "Gui Bugui, you dare to destroy my reputation! I will strangle you to death..."

"You strangled me to death, who made your husband resurrect?" Looking at Yu's family who had already rushed to her side, Gui Bugui hid for a few times, and then continued, "Monkey Guangxiao's methods were taught by me back then. On the night when I transported the body back, I saw you copying the inscriptions in the coffin and applying spiritual oil to the body. Naturally, I understood what you wanted to do... and still do it? Do you really want to be a widow?"

At this time, Yu stopped. She looked at Gui Bugui, who had retreated to the temple gate and said, "Do you really have a way to save my husband?"

Looking at the tears of Yu, Gui Bugui felt a little sour. However, he still smiled and said to Bai Wuqiu beside him: "Silly boy, return the sword to the princess. If I can't save His Highness Ying, let her use this sword to break my old man..."

While speaking, Gui Bugui cast a spell and brought a dark cloud. Seeing that the dark clouds blocked the sunlight, there was a dark area everywhere. At this time, Gui Bugui walked to the carriage and reached out to remove the bamboo mat covered by the dead body. After taking a look at the motionless corpse, he said to Yu, who had already reached behind him: "Look carefully at what is the difference between Your Highness Ying King..."

Only then did Yu look at the corpse of his husband again. This time, he looked over carefully and saw that the body was covered with ink. She was very familiar with these inscriptions. It was the night six days ago when she lay in the coffin and wrote the soul lock inscription on the lining of the coffin.

In addition to these inscriptions, there was a shiny layer on the corpse. Yu reached out and rubbed it on the corpse, and saw that his hands were covered with grease. The smell of grease was the spiritual oil that he had once poured into the coffin and soaked Zhu Dong's body in it.

Only then did Yu realize that the old guy wrote himself inscription on the lining of the coffin directly on the body. Then he applied spiritual oil on it. He did something similar to himself, but he looked much more clever.

Seeing Yu Shi silent, Gui Bugui smiled and said, "Monkey Guangxiao still told you that although you can transport the body of King Ying here, he is not 100% sure? Whether you can save your husband's soul depends on his fortune? Those are the methods I taught him back then. He was not good at learning, and Wanli lost his hands again and again. Wouldn't that smash the sign of the alchemist? If I had known that I would leave the sect one day, I would let him do it. Anyway, it would be the face of his master Xu Fu..."

While speaking, Gui Bugui reached out to take off the clothes on the corpse and took off the corpse's corpse naked. The old guy pulled out the bottle plug of the porcelain bottle in his hand, and then pressed the mouth of the corpse on the forehead. The moment the bottle mouth was pressed on, the corpse, which was originally motionless, suddenly trembled. The monks who were concentrating on watching the fun were all scared and trembled..."

Gui Bugui stared at the changes in the corpse and said with a show of his mouth: "The Little Plague Curse is an evil magic that can be used for eighty-one times. However, those who die by this spell will not leak out. They will have to wait until the corpse completely rots before the soul will leave the body. It was someone who borrowed this loophole that created the method of resurrection."

When he said this, Gui Bugui moved the porcelain bottle buckled on the forehead of the corpse. Then he suddenly stretched out his finger and stabbed it in the throat of the corpse. It was too late when Yu wanted to stop it. He saw Gui Bugui stabbed the whole finger into the corpse of King Ying. Even if his husband pretended to die, he would become really dead... "What do you want to do!" Yu was furious and held the sword and chopped it down at the old guy again. However, before the sword blade fell, he heard Gui Bugui had pulled out his fingers. Then a stream of black blood with a stinky smell sprayed out from the wound on King Ying's neck. After seeing the stinky blood, Yu understood Gui Bugui's intention, which was to bleed his husband. At that moment, the sword stopped in the air and chopped on Gui Bugui's old face half an hour later.

Seeing the sword stopping in the air, Gui Bugui smiled and made a face at Yu and said, "If this sword really hit me just now, your husband's life will be broken. Fortunately, you stopped in time..."

Gui Bugui said as he stretched out his fingers to stab Zhu Dong's heart. After the black stinky blood was released, he continued to stretch out his fingers to stab the lower abdomen of the corpse. Yu's eyes watched the black blood in the three wounds slowly turn bright red. After almost a cup of tea, the black blood was no longer flowing out of the three wounds, and the blood flowing out slowed down. He no longer gushed out like before. The dark color on Zhu Dong's body also slowly disappeared with the black blood. He looked at the grayish-white color on his body.
Chapter completed!