The Heartless Mage Chapter 44: Flying Soul

Wuxin, dressed in a wide robe and big sleeves, ran up and down like a fairy. Raising his legs high across the dark bushes, Master Gu and the old man saw him disappear without a trace.

WuXin sat behind the bushes, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word - he didn't stand firm when he landed, and he sat down on the stump protruding from the ground. It was said to be a tree stump, but in fact, there was no child with thick wrists. It was a small tree that was cut down, and it was poking his ass, which made him almost breathless in pain. The back of the Twelve Aunt can still be vaguely seen in the front - it is not easy to bring back the dead. The body of the Twelve Aunt has been frozen in the ground for too long, and she is swaying when she moves, her arms and legs are not obeying, and her **** right hand Still not idle, he pulled the collar of the young master and dragged him forward. The young master lost his energy and spirit, his head and limbs all drooped, and he left a trace on the snow resignedly.

Without time to endure the pain, he gritted his teeth and stood up again, continuing to chase along the traces on the ground. Master Gu and the old coach looked at him suddenly appearing out of nowhere. They were all stunned for a moment. After being stunned, they came back to their senses. Although Master Gu was bare-handed, he also rushed towards the bushes; The subordinates followed Master Gu while pulling out the pistol. He didn't want to see what was new, he didn't care if the Master ripped the Twelve Aunt to pieces; what he was thinking about was his youngest son!

However, he is a little old after all, dressed in heavy winter clothes, and a small man. As soon as Master Gu lifted his leg, he stepped over the bushes; he followed suit, and with a "cha" he pulled the crotch of his trousers, revealing the maroon wool trousers inside. When Master Gu heard the sound, he turned around, diligent and loyal like a slave of the third generation in the handsome mansion, and immediately reached out his hand to hold the old handsome. The old man tiptoed over the bushes, but he felt that the boy surnamed Gu was smart enough to be stronger than the lieutenant who had been at home for a long time.

The Twelfth Auntie stumbled and ran very fast, dashing forward like a ghost. Wuxin is now full of tender flesh, and the thin snow is covered with dead branches and rubble, causing both his feet to ache. One stumbled to the ground, and he picked up a fist-sized stone and threw it hard at the back of Twelfth Auntie. He didn't aim when he threw it, but the stone hit the back of Twelfth Auntie's head. The Twelfth Aunt swayed forward, kept her footsteps, and continued to rush towards the depths of the flowers and trees. And Wuxin took a few big steps while taking advantage of her brief meal, and actually shortened the distance between the two sides a lot. Seeing that the young master was limp, but he was panting heavily, Wuxin knew that he was healthy physically and mentally, but the evil energy that dominated him before had disappeared. Now he is tired and scared, and he has no strength or courage to cry.

The twelfth aunt also noticed the unintentional approach, and suddenly turned around to face him, she put her hand on the young master's neck, and said inarticulately: "If you dare to come, I will kill him. !”

Wuxin stopped immediately: "You took the young master as a hostage, do you still want to take the old coach?"

Aunt Twelve's lower lip swayed in the wind, causing her to speak with difficulty: "Yes! I want him to die!"

Wuxin thinks that the old coach is basically inhuman and will die when he dies, but his life and death are related to the future of Master Gu, so he has to protect him. With his hands tucked into his sleeves, he thought to himself that it would be great if Chu Chenzi was present at the moment—Yue Qiluo was present, and the odds of winning were as high as 100%. It is said that after practicing the art to a certain level, he can fiddle with a piece of paper talisman to perfection, and hit it wherever he wants; but with his current skills, even if he folds the paper talisman into a paper bird, he can't throw it far in the wind. .

His fingers secretly rolled a piece of paper into a slender scroll, and he sandwiched the scroll between his fingers. With a sinister smile at the Twelve Aunt, he raised his hand to undo the cloak and threw it on the snowy ground beside him. Slowly rolling up his big sleeves, he walked forward slowly.

Aunt Twelve's face has no expression, but her tone has changed: "What are you doing?"

Wuxin suddenly charged forward and threw a fist at her from a distance. The Twelfth Concubine originally threatened to kill the young master, but her fists and feet came on her face. Although she was a walking corpse, she was not afraid of harm, but she had to dodge subconsciously. Wuxin took the opportunity to grab the collar of the young master's shirt, shouted loudly, and picked it up, and tossed it back without any reason. The young master drew an arc in mid-air, fell to the ground like a sick cat, and threw a "card".

The twelfth aunt lost her hostage inexplicably, and her lower lip trembled with anger. Raising her two thin hands like dead branches, she roared in a hoarse voice, going straight to grab Wuxin. Wuxin was reluctant to bite the tip of his tongue, so he just spit out a big mouthful of saliva: "ruthless stinky bitch, dare to ruin my big thing! If I beat you today, I will be sorry for my mage's reputation! "

After scolding, he tilted his head and avoided the claws of the Twelve Aunt. Another punch hit her face directly, and when the fist was about to touch the tip of his nose, he suddenly changed his technique and stuffed the hidden small scroll into the nostrils of Twelfth Auntie. Unexpectedly, the paper talisman was rolled too tightly, and it was rolled like a matchstick by him. Twelve Auntie felt different and shook her head violently, and the paper talisman came out. The unintentional paper talismans are all hidden in the sleeves. Although it is easy to take them, they also need to free up their hands. The Twelfth Aunt obviously wouldn't give him a chance, she hugged Wuxin straight forward, she jumped up stiffly, and at the same time opened her mouth to the extreme, a whole row of big white teeth fell down and gnawed on it firmly. On the unintentional scalp. Wuxin was heartbroken, and immediately panicked, he punched desperately upwards, hitting the Twelve Auntie's chin diagonally. The Twelfth Concubine was already a corpse, ignorant and unaware, and was not afraid of his beating. Taking a few steps back along the strength, Aunt Twelve looked up and looked at Wuxin, one of her chins was hit, and she leaned to one side on her own initiative, so Aunt Twelve's upper and lower rows of teeth were independent, and there was no possibility of meeting again. .

The Twelfth Aunt saw that Wuxin was a tricky character, and she couldn't take revenge completely without him; so while her body wasn't rotten, she ruthlessly tried to kill Wuxin. Wuxin couldn't find the opportunity to take the paper talisman anyway, so he had no choice but to concentrate on fighting back. So when the old coach and Master Gu arrived, there was a lively fight in front of one person and one corpse torn apart.

The old man first helped his younger son from the snow, and he was relieved to see that the child was not only angry, but also weeping softly. Looking up at the battle situation, he always regarded Wuxin as an exiled immortal, but at this moment, the immortal was not immortal, and was slapping the face of the 12th concubine who had returned from the dead. Master Gu eagerly wanted to participate in the war, but he was unarmed, and he did not dare to borrow weapons from the old coach; fortunately, he knew that Wuxin would never risk his life, so he had a bottom line.

The old man put his arms around his younger son, intending to watch the battle. But seeing the fine skin and tender flesh of the master, he couldn't help but fight, and hated the twelfth concubine for hurting her son, so she pushed the younger son to Master Gu, grabbed the pistol and lay down. Seeing that he had no intention to press the female ghost under him, he stretched out his hand and shot, the bullet flew out, and immediately blasted away half of the head of Twelfth Auntie!

Bingzhuzi instantly collapsed with an unintentional face, all the brains of Twelve Auntie's frozen brains. Twelve aunts are dead, so naturally they won't begrudge corpses any more. Half of her head bumped upwards, and she wanted to push Wuxin away from her body. Seeing her dead but not stiff, the old man raised his hand and shot again. The remaining half of the Twelve Auntie's head was also shattered, and the ice **** was mixed with broken bones and more than 20 teeth, flying and splashing all over the face. Wuxin was so angry that he wished he could beat the old coach first. He was about to drive away the old coach out loud, but the twelfth aunt raised her **** neck and gave him another arch. Although Wuxin knew that she was frozen from blood to flesh, she still did not want to confront her. A Harrier rolled to the side. He suddenly found that the body of the twelfth concubine was paralyzed on the ground and began to convulse. The ghost of the soul seemed to be about to escape, but after several struggles, it was attached to the body and could not leave.

Inadvertently raised his sleeves and wiped his face, leaned over and grabbed the Twelve Auntie's shoulders, gently pulling her body. A rolled paper talisman was dyed with some kind of mucus, and it stuck to her back delicately.

Wuxin didn't expect that his mistake and the old coach's mistakenly killed the twelfth concubine. He grabbed a handful of ice **** and melted them. He didn't dare to look closely.

Turn Twelve Aunts over and put them in a prone position. When the paper talisman was blown by the cold wind, it was immediately frozen firmly, and it couldn't be removed or torn off. Wuxin wiped her hands with the snow, lowered her head and closed her eyes, feeling that Twelfth Auntie's soul had lost its shape and the light was getting weaker and weaker. Obviously, she can't resist the power of the spell, and maybe it won't last long before it will disappear.

He got up and walked to pick up the cloak and put it on his body. He regained his previous calmness and said to the old coach and Master Gu: "The Twelve Aunt has already been subdued by me, now please stay away from here, I want This practice will disperse her soul and never have future troubles."

As soon as the old man stood up, he stood up and bowed to Wuxin with his palms folded. He couldn't say anything else, but said, "Amazing, awesome!" He didn't dare to stay, he led Master Gu to retreat back, and took the guards who came after him along with him.

Wu Xin sat on the ground beside the twelfth concubine's corpse, with her legs crossed and a hood on. He lowered his head and closed his eyes. He reached out and patted the stiff torso in front of him, and said in his heart, "I know you are a ghost, but you have killed several people who are irrelevant, and most of your anger has been released. Now that there is no you in the world, you can go on the road with peace of mind and go wherever you go!"

The talisman is designed to overcome the evil spirits. In Wuxin's mind, the Twelve Aunt has become a gray light. Twelve Auntie's voice sounded, with a little tune. It was the singer who sang for a long time and could no longer correct it.

"I didn't steal anyone..." She said sadly: "It was the eldest lady who framed me. The eldest lady's idea, Jiuyitai fanned the flames in front of the old man... The old man beat me and scolded me with a knife. Cut me... I died unjustly, I didn't steal..."

He bowed his head silently, and answered her with only his mind: "I believe in you."

The voice sounded again, the coldness of Qing Lingling was like the river water in early spring: "The lieutenant molested me, but I ignored him. When he had the opportunity to take revenge, he personally led someone to bury me alive. I did not Indiscriminate killing of innocents, they are all damned!"

Wuxin asked: "Twelfth auntie, how did Jiuyitai die? I thought and thought, but I can't figure it out."

The soul of the twelfth aunt will be dimmed into a shadow: "I have her body, and I will not let her go until you pour fuel."

Wuxin smiled in the shadow of the hood: "You forced her to do hard work, you have to transport your bones, and you have to lie down to make up for your lack."

The twelfth concubine said, "I knew you had to dig me out, so I didn't dare to destroy the ground, so I deliberately made a detour to dig a hole in the ground. Jiuyitai knelt in the snow and used her hands to dig the soil, and the flesh was torn apart. , exposed the bones; the bones were grinded down one by one, and the marrow flowed out... She killed me first, and she deserved it. Unfortunately, it was not until her soul returned to her place that she could not taste the pain."

A faint glow appeared on the horizon, and it was almost dawn. Wuxin knew that the twelfth concubine was about to lose her soul, so she said to her: "The world has never been short of unjust ghosts, you are not the first, nor the last. You can't do anything, and I can't do it. Now that you are leaving, I will read a passage of scriptures to send to you. I am familiar with the Survival Mantra, but the Ksitigarbha scriptures are a bit vague, which passage do you want to hear?"

The twelfth aunt finally replied: "I don't like listening to it, let's have a big drum book."

When the voice fell, the faint shadow dissipated into a mist, and the looming light flashed in all directions. So the unintentional answer has no audience and can only be left to myself: "But, I can't sing the drum book."

Inadvertently stood up, buttocks and thighs all freezing cold. There are no more twelve aunts in the world, but his business is not over yet. Three people died in one night, he had to deal with the funeral of the three people as soon as possible, so that there would be no more ramifications.