Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The eleventh bowl of soup (8)

"I don't care whether you have wronged you or not. You are cynical and you want to hurt others because you are hurt, so I will take care of it." Old Man Lang said, "I don't want to hear your story. You have hurt so many innocent people, let me So many families are falling apart, this is the cause and effect you have to bear, you no longer have the chance to reincarnate, you can only be a lonely ghost all your life!"

The female monster howled and sneered. "If you can't be reincarnated, you can't be reincarnated! I'm worth it if I can make my enemy fly away! Smelly old man, seeing that you are a cultivator, the taste of your soul must be very delicious, and I will kill you today!"

Second Senior Brother was panting after being chased, but the attention of the sons and daughters monster was attracted by the old man Lang, and he was able to take a breath.

Old man Lang stopped talking nonsense with female monsters and said to Qing Huan: "Sister Huan, don't be merciful."

Qing Huan nodded, she was also trying to see how powerful the Taoism she had learned was.

The yellow talisman is ready-made. Her psychic power is very strong. Although she can't hit it with a single blow, she can also make the female monster pin it. While the female monster was struggling, Qing Huan stepped on the Big Dipper.

The Big Dipper suppresses the evil, and if it is accompanied by a lightning trick, the female monster's body can be smashed into pieces. From Qing Huan's point of view, this female monster did not know what kind of evil she had practiced, which made her lifeless, but her body remained immortal. However, no matter how immortal the body is, it is also dead, so she needs to absorb the essence of men to maintain the immortality of the body, and at the same time devour the soul to strengthen the power, and divide a small part to control the dead people, so that they become walking corpses and obey her own orders. . It's a pity that it's just a breath, as long as the walking dead is fixed, the evil law will be broken.

Although Qing Huan's Huang Fu is powerful, she has only been practicing Taoism for fifteen years. If she does not use her own power, her power is not enough to destroy the female monster in an instant. So what she has to do is to finish the Big Dipper step and hit the thunder tactic before the female monster knocks the yellow talisman away, trying to get rid of the female monster in one fell swoop.

Her talent and hard work are not the heights that ordinary people can reach. Old man Lang doesn't have to take action at all. In fact, he has always wondered how capable this most powerful little apprentice is now. Old man Lang sees Qing Huan's hard work and seriousness, but there is no test, so he has never known. To what extent Qing Huan is so powerful, now that I see it, I am amazed.

Sometimes talent is such a scary thing, and what's even scarier is that people who are more talented than you work harder than you.

Old man Lang suddenly felt that he was worrying in vain. He was just a little apprentice, and he needed him to follow him when he left the apprenticeship. The only thing she lacks is experience and experience, and she is no worse than him. The old man Lang sighed and sighed that a hero from ancient times came out as a boy. He was quite disappointed, so he sat down cross-legged.

Second Senior Brother has been entangled by the walking dead at this moment. He wants to cry but has no tears, but the stinky old man with no conscience is sitting there watching the play, and from time to time he points out: "Oops, the kick is wrong!" "The waist is not stable enough, Is it because the training doesn't work?" "The fist has no strength! It's soft like a sissy!" "..."

The chatter went on and on, the second senior brother was annoyed and yelled at the old man: "Damn old man! What nonsense are you talking about over there! Don't you see that I'm very busy?! No more nonsense, more nonsense later I beat you with a punch!"

After scolding, it was so refreshing, my heart throbbed, and I screamed miserably. Suddenly I got kicked on the buttocks, kicked to the side, hit the wall and flipped over. The pain is so severe that the second senior brother's tears are about to fall. Isn't this a death sentence? He only cares about his own scolding, forgetting how dark, vicious and careful this old man is. Offends him, and the appointment will not be good in the next six months. Days passed.

I regret in my heart, but I still have to deal with the walking corpses who are attacking. The narrow-minded old man is deliberately making trouble now. From time to time, he shuttles through the pile of walking corpses, kicking the second senior brother, punching him, and even coming. Take off his pants!

How can there be such a shameless master in the world! He is ashamed that he has such a master!

Over there, Qinghuan's Big Dipper had finished, and it just so happened that the female monster broke free from the dozens of yellow talismans that trapped her. At this moment, she stared at Qing Huan's face with burning eyes, greedy and disgusting: "I like your skin very much, give it to me! Give it to me! If you give it to me, I don't need this body! Give it to me!"

Qing Huan dodged her pounce and flipped her somersault deftly, just in time to introduce the female monster into the Big Dipper's eye, and suddenly thunder broke out, Qing Huan avoided the range of the Big Dipper, all the monsters in the world were afraid Thunder, goblins or ghosts, as long as it is an unnatural product, thunder tribulation is their biggest nightmare. At this moment, the thunder was bursting and it was deafening, and the female monster finally showed a panicked color. She tried her best to run, but that burst of eyes caught her firmly, and the thunder roared, slicing down one after another.

The county magistrate's mansion cannot be preserved, Qing Huan thought.

The female monster let out a terrifying and terrifying howl, and finally when her howling stopped, the thunder also stopped. A large hole was cut out where the female monster was originally, and a pile of black ashes was there.

There are too many sins, and there is no qualification for reincarnation after death. Qing Huan looked at her coldly. As soon as the female monster died, the walking corpses stopped and fell to the ground. The second senior brother finally got out of trouble. His neck was pinched and it hurt. It was no big deal to deal with these walking dead. The scary thing was that the old man kept kicking him! kick him! kick him!

"Master, look." Qing Huan bent down and took out a purse from the black ashes. What a hell, even though the female monsters were cut to ashes, the purse was intact.

Old man Lang took a look at it. The purse looked like it was a few years old, and the mandarin ducks embroidered on it had begun to fade, but it could be seen that the owner took great care of it.

A word is embroidered on the purse, Fang.

Fang Fang, but according to age and time, this monster has existed for at least dozens of years, so this "fang" is definitely not a Fang Fang.

Whose side would that be?

"Master, let's go see Fangzheng, I wonder if he is still alive." Qing Huan suggested.

Old man Lang nodded, and the three master and apprentice went to the bedroom. As soon as the door was opened, there was a stench from inside. The white flesh on the bed was squirming non-stop, with two black eyes. Turn it back and forth, revealing that this is a person.

It seems that Fang Zheng was the one who was carried out from the county office that day.

Just looking at him now, I'm afraid he will be a waste all his life.

When the old man Lang handed the purse to the county magistrate, the county magistrate was trembling all over. He stared at the purse and held it tightly for a while.

The female monster did have entanglements with the Fang family, but not with Fangzheng, but with the county magistrate.

The county magistrate was admitted to the second place when he was young. He originally had a wife and children in his hometown, but the capital was prosperous, and he couldn't control it. He bought a girl who sold her body to bury her father on the street, and took her as a concubine. That concubine is unparalleled in beauty, exquisite in one-handed embroidery, and considerate and sensible.

The county magistrate is a young talent, and he has a bright career and is naturally thriving. Concubine Ji is well-behaved and submissive, and the two of them lived a small life like glue and oil.

Later, the county magistrate brought his wife and children who stayed in his hometown to the capital. Who knew that his wife was not pleasing to the concubine. Ji concubine was weak and often suffered losses. The county magistrate felt that his wife had never left, but also felt that women were just jealous. , so don't care.

However, the beauty of Concubine Ji was seen by his boss by chance. Under the persuasion of his wife, the county magistrate sent Concubine Concubine away. Who knew that the grown-up had special hobbies and was vicious, and when the concubine was sent back, there was only one breath left.

She was resentful and hated, but she didn't say anything, but she never smiled at the county magistrate again.

If you don't like her, it's definitely impossible, but the county magistrate never put concubines in a human position. In his opinion, she was something he bought with money and gave away , she couldn't say anything.

Before Ji's concubine died, she asked the county magistrate to carry her to the well to bask in the sun, and then turned over while he wasn't paying attention.

Before approaching, he was clutching only a purse embroidered for him. That purse was made with all her efforts, but there will never be a day when it will be finished embroidered. The purse sank to the bottom of the well along with Concubine Ji's body. Since then, the county magistrate has been unlucky. First, he was framed, then demoted, and finally arrived in this town. A county magistrate has been in charge for decades.

She hated it, so she seduced Fangzheng, so she tortured Fangzheng in court every night. This is also the reason why the relatives around the county magistrate were all dead, leaving only him and Fangzheng.

And now Fangzheng will not live long.

This is life and retribution.

As for this story, Old Man Lang didn't ask any more questions after he solved his own curiosity. The cultivator pays attention to following the destiny, the cycle of cause and effect, and the retribution is unhappy. Since then, the county magistrate can only spend the rest of his life alone. He is ruthless and cold, and God will reward him for being lonely and unattached all his life.

But the old man Lang felt that it was impossible for the weak concubine to cultivate to the level beyond recognition today. If this is the case, there are countless people in this world who have been framed and wronged and died. Isn't everyone going to become a monster and a ghost?

Old man Lang has a hunch that their stable days are coming to an end. Judging from the words of the county magistrate, the concubine Ji should have done such an evil method because of what happened after she threw a well in the capital, and it was time for them to leave.

Back on the mountain, the old man Lang told Qing Huan everything, including his grievances with his classmates, the love-hate entanglement between Liang Xue and other senior brothers...all of which were told to Qing Huan. Then he said that he would take his apprentices to the capital to solve the matter completely, otherwise more monsters would appear and more innocent people would die.