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As a qualified traveler to another world, you must have the intuition to pry into the secrets of the world in advance.

Lin Zhengying is the result of Lin Wangchuan’s intuition.

He didn't believe that in the world with Lin Zhengying, there could be any other character who could steal his C position.

However, Lin Zhengying's hostility towards him did not weaken with the discussion in front of Yizhuang's gate that day. On the contrary, he became more vigilant.

It seems to be "We are not afraid of gangsters being bad, but we are afraid that gangsters are educated."

From the exchange that day, Lin Zhengying could deeply feel the extraordinary existence in Lin Wangchuan's body at this time.

Not only is he well versed in Buddhism and Taoism, but after becoming Lin Wangchuan, his behavior and dealings can be said to be impeccable.

The whole Nancheng was attracted by this well-informed, elegant and elegant Wang family member.

"Unfathomable!"

Lin Zhengying looked at the night sky outside the house and sighed secretly: "I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse?"

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a pain in my right shoulder.

In an instant, Lin Zhengying's face was pale and bloodless. Then his whole body became cold again, and his limbs quickly became stiff. Lin Zhengying wanted to get out of bed and find a cup of hot water to relieve the cold. However, he didn't expect that his legs were already paralyzed, so he turned over and rolled down. Got the bed.

The fall caused severe pain all over my body.

The teacup in his hand was also smashed to pieces, making a crisp crackling sound.

What he didn't expect was... just when he couldn't move, the door of Yizhuang was knocked open.

Lin Wangchuan rushed to the back room as quickly as possible and saw Lin Zhengying lying on the ground. Lin Wangchuan hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to help Lin Zhengying up, but he did not expect that Uncle Lin Jiu's whole body was stiff, like a piece of wood, and he could not bend down. Actions.

Lin Wangchuan frowned, could he just watch helplessly?

At this moment, he noticed that Lin Zhengying's already stiff eyes were staring at a talisman in the distance.

Lin Wangchuan followed his gaze and looked at the talisman, thinking for a moment.

He thought of the ancient books that recorded that talisman water can also save people. Although most of them are superstitious, at this moment, a dead horse should be regarded as a living horse doctor. Lin Wangchuan hurriedly pulled off two talismans posted on the wall and took them from his pocket. He casually took out a match from inside, lit the charm, and quickly threw it into the teapot that luckily was not broken by Uncle Lin Jiu. He watched the tea turn into a ball of black.

Lin Wangchuan then pried open Lin Zhengying's already stiff mouth, inserted the gag, and forced half the pot of talisman water into Uncle Lin Jiu's throat. Although most of the talisman water spilled out, along with Lin As the Wangchuan infusion continued, Lin Zhengying's Adam's apple finally began to swallow.

About half an hour later, Uncle Lin Jiushu, who finally had a slight reply, spoke:

"It's not about pouring talisman water on it, it's about applying the talisman to my wound."

Lin Wangchuan heard what he was told and immediately did as he was told. He took down three more talismans from the wall.

"Uncle Jiu, where is the wound?"

Uncle Lin Jiu, who was now able to speak normally: "On the right shoulder, you can see it at a glance when you lift your clothes."

When Lin Wangchuan saw that Uncle Lin Jiu was still unable to move, he did not hesitate and directly tore off the clothes on Uncle Lin Jiu's right shoulder.

Then the next moment, Lin Wangchuan stayed there.

"This is......"

A large area of ​​Uncle Lin Jiu's right shoulder was black and purple. However, in this black and purple, every blood vessel and vein was a blood-red line. On his shoulder, five holes as thick as fingertips were like five eyes glaring coldly at Lin Wang. Sichuan.

The moment he saw these wounds, Lin Wangchuan seemed to hear a strange voice:

"Go quickly! Go quickly!"

"Captain, you must live. You must live for us."

"Only if you survive can you find a way to defeat him. Even if it will be painful to live alone like that, I beg you to live."

"..."

A series of strange yet familiar voices resounded in Lin Wangchuan’s mind.

Until Uncle Lin Jiu reminded Lin Wangchuan:

"Stop being stunned and put the charm on the wound."

Lin Wangchuan came to his senses and attached the three talismans to three locations respectively. The next moment, the wound where the talisman was attached began to emit a stench, and thick black poisonous blood continued to flow from the five holes. Lin Wangchuan watched as Uncle Lin Jiu was finally able to move his upper body after part of the poisonous blood was forced out.

Uncle Lin Jiu sat up, forcibly crossed his still stiff legs, and then meditated on the spot.

Lin Wangchuan stayed by Uncle Lin Jiu's side.

Until nightfall, there was no reaction from Uncle Lin Jiu.

Without knowing what influence he was under, Lin Wangchuan, who was in despair, walked to the steps in front of the main hall and sat down.

The cold steps made him feel nothing. He just sat there blankly, looking up at the sky.

There seemed to be some sound resounding in the dark sky.

That was a roar.

The voice of hatred.

There were also sounds of trying to struggle.

Lin Wangchuan was troubled by those sounds, and he didn't even notice when Uncle Lin Jiu, who had recovered, walked to Lin Wangchuan.

Uncle Lin Jiu looked at Lin Wangchuan who was so lost in front of him and thought for a moment: "Your expression tells me that you recognize this wound."

Lin Wangchuan came back to his senses and looked up at Uncle Lin Jiu.

Lin Wangchuan was silent, he didn't know how to answer Uncle Lin Jiu.

Uncle Lin Jiu was silent for a moment: "This injury was left by an evil ghost."

Seeing that Lin Wangchuan remained silent, Uncle Lin Jiu said:

"The evil spirit is not in China, but in Japan."

Uncle Lin Jiu recalled:

Ten years ago, Uncle Lin Jiushu, who was traveling around the world to gain experience, met a group of traveling merchants who had crossed the sea from Japan.

Uncle Lin Jiu saw the sneakiness of these people at a glance. Out of instinct, he followed this group of traveling merchants to investigate whether they were going to do anything evil. Unexpectedly, this group of travelers actually appeared in various temples and Taoist temples, seeming to be looking for powerful people. mage.

Realizing that the other party might need help, Uncle Lin Jiu took the initiative to show up...

When he learned that an evil ghost king was causing trouble in all directions in their hometown of Japan, Lin Jiushu, a descendant of Maoshan and a monk, resolutely agreed to the other party's request.

Together with the top comrades from various sects recruited by this group of travelers, a total of twelve people went to Japan to slay the demons.

result......

"We were careless!

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Recalling the battle ten years ago, Lin Jiushu's eyes flashed with resentment, unwillingness, and sadness:

"There were twelve of us when we left, but when we came back, there were only me and Zen Master Baiyun of Baiyun Temple."

Lin Wangchuan unexpectedly saw a trace of tears in the corner of Lin Jiushu's eyes: "I just watched them die in front of me, but I was already seriously injured and could no longer fight. In the end, they fought to the death, Just then I was saved. Later, I returned to Middle-earth by luck and spent several years searching for a cure for this ghost poison. As a result, the poison became more and more serious. I felt that I was not going to die soon, so I thought about dying. Before, the fallen leaves returned to their roots..."

Uncle Lin Jiu was still in sadness, but Lin Wangchuan's next words made her forget her sadness for an instant, and looked at the young man in front of her in disbelief.

"Is that ghost's name Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan?

!Is that bastard’s name Kibutsuji Mukai!

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