"What is that?"

The woman in the red robe waved her hand, and the red piece flew up and fell into her delicate jade hand. Wusheng looked at her, and it looked like a piece of blood.

"What is this?" he asked subconsciously.

"Shura bone." said the woman in red robe.

"Shura bone? What?"

"In the underworld, there is a Shura clan, born powerful, and its bones are mostly blood-colored, so they are called Shura bones."

"Nether, Blood Sea Shura?"

"You know?"

"I've heard of it." Wusheng nodded.

He still knows some of these myths, monsters and legends.

"How could it be on people?"

"This should be related to the magical powers cultivated by this general." The woman said, her voice was cold and without any emotional color.

"Shura is bloodthirsty. The skills he practices are very similar to the Blood Demon Sutra, but he has not yet practiced them thoroughly." The woman said.

"The Blood Demon Sutra? It's not yet so profound. It's so powerful. How profound is it?"

The bride with a red veil on her head turned to look at Wusheng.

"Do you know what the Buddhist teachings you practice will look like when you practice it to the depths?"

"Uh, it should be very awesome, right?"

"It should? You are just barely getting started now. As deep as you are, the sky and the earth are all up to you. So, you should be faster."

"Okay!" Wusheng nodded with a smile.

In fact, he wants to meet him.

"What is this general?"

"It should be Luo Lie, one of the eight gods in the court."

"God General from Eight Directions?"

This was the first time Wusheng heard it. He didn't expect that this ghost bride in the underworld knew so much about the world. How did she know?

"I'm leaving."

"Go slowly."

In fact, Wu Xin wanted to say a few more words to this ghost bride who seemed very dangerous and wanted to inquire about what she knew, but he didn't say it. If this person was unhappy, he couldn't control himself and couldn't run away. At that time, he could only watch the tragedy happen and he would be the protagonist.

The ghost bride disappeared from Wusheng's eyes and returned to the sedan chair in the red gauze tent, and then the whole sedan chair disappeared.

"It turns out that this sedan is not required to be carried by someone!"

Wusheng also realized that the sedan chair with the red gauze tent might be a magic weapon, an amazing magic weapon.

He turned his head and looked at the rotten meat that had been burned to ashes. The terrifying general had disappeared just now.

Wusheng took out the Bodhi wooden stick, circulated his magic power, and carefully plucked the pair of ashes. As a result, a small black iron sign was pulled out inside. On one side was the pattern of a tiger with wings on its back, and on the other side was the blood-colored word "Luo".

This should be a symbol of the identity of the general who just died.

Wusheng looked at it and pulled the sign into the pile of ashes again.

“That’s all?”

He remembered that the general had two very powerful magic weapons on him just now, especially the pounding drum, which impressed him very much. He went to the place where the general fought with the ghost bride just now, and carefully searched it, but he still found nothing. Wusheng was sure that the two magic weapons were gone.

"Tsk, such a magic weapon cannot be destroyed easily. It must have been taken away. How could it be taken away? At least one is left for me! Besides, it's useless to ask for it, and you can't beat it!"

He looked around and saw corpses, broken trees, overturned soil, and ravines on the ground.

The man and ghost just now seemed to be a simple test, and then they divided the top and almost killed him, which gave him a clearer understanding of the battle.

If you don’t know the opponent’s background, you have to test it first. If you can’t come up, you may kill yourself if you are too reckless. It is also beneficial to watch the game.

Through the fighting just now, he realized that the "Poison Dragon Pill" is indeed powerfully poisonous. Although he doesn't know what level the military general's cultivation level has reached, the title of the eight great generals should be that his cultivation level is very high. Even if he was injured by fighting with the ghost bride before, a poison pill completely lost his ability to resist.

But he has used this poison pill. What should I do? Go back to Lin'an and ask for one from the Su family, saying that this pill was accidentally eaten by someone? I guess the Su family won't be so easy to talk to. This poison pill is not a big steamed bun, and it will be steamed after kneading and simmering it. With such a great toxicity, it will probably consume a lot of precious materials.

Um?

Wusheng looked back at the direction he came, then looked up at the front.

"Let's go back to the temple first."

After thinking about it, he first buried the dead soldiers, recited scriptures and saved them, and then rushed towards Jinhua.

At dawn, we arrived at Jinhua City. When we entered the city, there were some pedestrians in the city, but they all looked hurried.

A gust of wind blew, and a few pieces of paper money floated across the sky.

Wusheng stopped.

"Are someone dead?"

"Hey, have you heard that? Another one died last night and his face was gone. This is the tenth one!"

"Shh, let's just say it, I've heard it. This is a ghost. I'm wandering around our Jinhua City. Don't be heard by him, and you've peeled your face."

"Don't scare me!"

Well, your face is gone?

Wusheng looked at the two people who were talking in a low voice not far away. He remembered that the last time he came to Jinhua City, he seemed to hear that someone died and his face was gone. Unexpectedly, the situation became even more serious. Did the local government not care?

He walked around Jinhua City and heard many people talking about this along the way, and there was an unconcealable panic between his words.

After all, there are constant deaths in this city, and the way of death is quite strange. Some of them are at home, sleeping in bed, and never wake up again the next day. They go to see the King of Hell without knowing it, and the face is torn off. This must be a very painful thing. Moreover, the dead person is likely to be his relatives or neighbors, and may when such disasters will fall on him. Such things will be terrifying.

Moreover, the government was powerless in this matter. The Taoist priest of the Contemporary Perspective took over the matter. As a result, both Taoist priests were seriously injured and almost died. I don’t know who spread the news, but the people in Jinhua City were even more panicked. For them, the Taoist priest of the Contemporary Perspective Perspective is a high-ranking figure with magic and magic, but he still couldn’t deal with the ghost. What should they do? Are they just waiting to die at home?

This incident has caused panic in the entire Jinhua County. Many people have left Jinhua City and went to shelter from relatives from other places. Some people have no place to go and can only hide at home and are in panic all day long.

"This world!"

Wusheng sighed.

He didn't stay in Jinhua City for too long, and after leaving the city, he went straight to Lanruo Temple.

When they arrived at Ningjia Village at the foot of the mountain, the people in the village were very happy and enthusiastic when they saw him. They took the initiative to say hello to him and asked him to sit at home.

"Master Wusheng, I haven't seen you some days, where have you been?"

"When can I go to the temple to make a wish?"

"Abbot and the others are okay?"

Wusheng responded with a smile, and the enthusiasm of these simple villagers was heartfelt, which moved him.

He declined the kindness of these enthusiastic villagers. He did not stay here for dinner, but couldn't wait to return to Lanruo Temple.

The temple is still the same, very dilapidated and quiet.

It was already evening when he returned to the temple. The temple was pitch black and suddenly came in. It felt not only quiet, but also a little gloomy and terrifying. Wusheng felt like he was going home. He wanted to shout and shout "I'm back", although it seemed that it was less than a month since he went down the mountain.

"Forget it, give them a surprise."

"Go to Master's place first."

Wusheng quietly came to the outside of the Kongxu Monk's house and found that the lights were still on in his room.

Looking inside through the crack in the window, Wusheng found that the monk Kongxu was lying on the bed and was concentrated on reading a book. There were illustrations on it, and some shameless patterns inside it.

Suddenly, Wusheng's face became a little longer.

He was outside in the wind and sun, and he was born and died, fighting against Taoist priests, monsters, military generals, and died. This fat monk was actually lying on the bed and reading such books. It would be fine if you read this Buddhist scripture.

Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Monk Kongxu made a sigh while looking.
Chapter completed!