Laoshan Taoist Chapter 62: Black Art

　　 "Squeak..."

　　 A mouse crawled past the corner of the wall, the size of a fist.

　　 I have to say that life in a rich family is good, and even the rats in the home are much stronger than those in the homes of ordinary people.

　　 On the corner of the right side of the gate, there is a newly-opened mouse hole, which is no more than two inches wide and vertical, just enough to accommodate the mouse in and out.

　　The mouse crawled to the side of the hole and sniffed, as if it had been frightened. It ran away in an instant, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

　　 A two-inch tall man, with a spear on his shoulders, squeezed into the mouse hole swayingly, perhaps because his body was too fat, it was difficult to pass through the hole for a while, and it seemed very difficult.

　　 There was a rustling sound, which immediately caught Wang Yan's attention. He walked around, only to see a little man passing through the rat hole and entering the courtyard.

　　 patted the dust on his body. The little man grew long in the wind, and instantly grew tall like a normal person. With a spear in his hand, with raging momentum, he walked straight to the side room behind Wang Yan.

　　"Dare the thief?"

　　 Wang Yan saw this, jumped up from the stool, swung his sword and stabbed.

　　 This person didn't put him in the eye at all. He was sitting in the middle of such a big living person, but the other party ignored him, but the goal was very clear.

　　 Under the reflection of the moonlight, the seven-star sword flashed coldly, the sword walked with him, and a sword scream was already approaching the strange man.

　　 The other party seemed to have also noticed the danger, and reacted, hurriedly dodged to avoid him, waving a spear in his hand, and stabbing Wang Yan.

　　Wang Yan withdrew his sword, swung his spear away, and at the same time turned around and chopped diagonally. The opponent couldn't dodge in time, "click", and hit his chest.

　　 This seven-star sword has also been opened, and it can be effective when facing the enemy, whether it is a villain, a beast, or an ordinary ghost.

　　 a sword in his body, the man knew that he was invincible, dropped his spear and turned around, shaking his body as he ran, gradually getting smaller and smaller, wanting to continue to escape from the mouse hole.

　　Wang Yan stepped up to catch up from behind, took a sword, and cut him in two on the spot.

　　 It is strange that a drop of blood did not flow out, and after the corpse fell on the ground, it turned into two yellow sheets.

　　 Upon closer inspection, it turned out that a piece of paper was cut into a human shape.

　　 For no reason, Wang Yan’s master’s trick came into his mind. He cut a piece of white paper into the shape of the moon, and hung it on the wall to emit moonlight. Throw a chopstick and it can directly become a dancer. Gong E.

　　 The scene in front of him is quite similar to his spells back then.

　　 missed a hit, and the man behind the scenes definitely wouldn't let go. Wang Yan continued to sit back on the stool and waited quietly.

　　 As expected, a short while later, a shirtless, muscular-knotted, green-faced and fangs evil spirit, holding a big sword with a ghost head, kicked open the gate, and strode towards the courtyard.

　　 Such a big movement outside naturally shocked Yu Renxia and his wife who were sleeping in the wing. They were too late to wear their clothes. Looking outside through the crack of the door, Wang Xiaodie was shocked at the scene like a ghost.

　　 Yu Renxia trembled all over, hugged his wife tightly, panicked.

　　 Fortunately, their mansion is not in the downtown area, and the surrounding residential buildings are relatively far apart. At midnight, the people are already asleep. Even if they hear some movement in the distance, they can't be disturbed.

　　 can call them up, it is estimated that the only thing is to burn the house.

　　 As for the maidservant in the house, because the master gave the death order, she continued to fall asleep unaffected, and those who were awakened did not dare to go out.

　　 Compared to the paper man who entered through the mouse hole before, the evil spirit in front of him is obviously stronger and more difficult to deal with.

　　 The ghost head sword in his hand is extremely heavy, and it slashes violently according to Wang Yan. Wang Yan's seven-star sword is too fragile, so he dare not hold it hard.

　　After a few rounds, I was forced to take a few steps back by the opponent.

　　 Wang Yan burst into flames, threw away the sword, mobilized his dantian vitality to condense in his palms, and slammed it towards the evil spirit.

　　"Boom..."

　　 A thunder exploded, and the applause of the five thunders shocked the sky.

　　 The evil spirit was smashed to pieces on the spot, and the sawdust was flying around. It turned out to be just a puppet carved like an evil spirit, only half a person tall.

　　 "Are these tricks? I thought they were awesome!"

　　 Wang Yan took his palm and turned around and took a sip.

　　 But as soon as his voice fell, the ground trembled suddenly.

　　 A Rakshasa taller than the fence, nearly two feet tall, holding a steel fork, and breathing smoke in his mouth, appeared in Wang Yan's line of sight.

　　 Every step I took, the ground quivered.

　　 "Is it annoying? It's boring to do it like this!"

　　 angrily scolded, Wang Yan didn't bother to fight him close, after praying, with a thought, the sword of the sky rose into the sky, red light filled the sky.

　　 There was a sword roar, and the Chongxiao Sword, like the might of a restrained thunder, passed through the body of Raksha in an instant, and then returned to the sword bag on its own.

　　 This sword is as fast as a meteor, almost in the blink of an eye.

　　Poor, this Rakshasa had just appeared on the stage, and without a single move, a hole in the chest was pierced by Feijian, and the original shape was immediately revealed.

　　 This time, it was a stone statue that stood tall alone.

　　Wang Yan didn’t pay much attention to this. In his eyes, the small magical technique is not worth mentioning. They are all embroidered pillows that look powerful, but they are actually unbearable. one strike.

　　Before he understood, he might still find it magical, just like Master's tricks back then~IndoMTL.com~ After a deep understanding, he knew the mystery, and naturally it was no surprise.

　　Three attacks, one is stronger than the other, and each time is easily cracked by Wang Yan.

　　 But this also makes Wang Yan wonder, what kind of hatred does the man behind the scenes have with his brother-in-law? Even with this vicious magic, he must be put to death.

　　 Is the fortune teller the other person behind the spellcasting?

　　 If he really wants to harm his brother-in-law, then there is no need to warn him in advance. Moreover, he can have such a high level of Taoism and it is not easy to practice. Why should he spend a lot of money on cultivation to do these harmful things?

　　 There must be some hidden secret in this.

　　 Fortunately, after the Rakshasa, there was no more movement, so until Dongfang turned white, there were no other abnormal incidents.

　　 It's a pity that the person behind the scenes didn't show up, and it's unclear whether the other party will stop here. However, no matter what, Wang Yan has given him a good reminder, so he should be careful lately.

　　 If there is anything else, or if you think of someone who might harm him, you can notify yourself as soon as possible.

　　Yu Ren Xia insisted on keeping all his instructions in his heart. After all, he saw all of the battle last night, and he admired the brother-in-law in his heart.

　　 The sky was bright, Wang Yan cleaned up, and then returned to the Wang’s courtyard.

　　 Wife Xu Yuan, upon seeing this, hurriedly came forward to inquire.

　　 Wang Yan smiled, let her not worry, then returned to the wing room, put the sword bag at the top of the desk, and respectfully put on a fragrant fragrance.

　　 This is the rule and respect for Feijian!