"It's the master!"

"The Three Pure Ones are ahead, burn incense and worship..."

As soon as the words were finished, Qiu Shengwencai danced with a peach wood sword and touched a yellow talisman.

Burn at the candle.

He shouted:

"For the ancestors."

The sound of the talisman "boom" turned into a ball of flame.

The two of them gathered their swords.

After listening to Uncle Jiu continue to speak down:

"Qian is the sky, Kun is the earth.

Xun (xùn) serves wind, Zhen serves thunder.

Kan transforms water, Li transforms fire.

Gen (gèn) makes mountains, Dui makes zodiac.

Autumn is born, and the left acts as the Qiankun Xun Lei.

Wencai, right-handedly performs Kan Li Gen Dui.

Expose the law…”

Uncle Jiu stood beside him and recited the altar tips.

Constantly direct Qiu Sheng’s literary talent.

Qiu Sheng’s talent is there.

With the command of Uncle Jiu, there is no big problem in doing it.

But this writing is a bit difficult.

Many times, I feel like I'm busy.

Even every step, Uncle Jiu understood it very clearly.

I can really hide it, even my literary talent cannot be perfect.

Several times, almost made mistakes.

However, Qiu Sheng could not complete this ritual alone.

Therefore, you must cooperate with the text, and you can only pray for the text and do not make mistakes.

Uncle Jiu saw it and felt cold sweat in his heart.

Fortunately, Wencai lived up to expectations today, and he performed very well, and he did not miss a mistake.

About half an hour later.

Qiu Sheng started a yellow talisman and patted it on the altar.

The other hand picked up the bell.

Shake it a few times and press it on the yellow talisman.

He raised his sword and let out a low growl:

"Empty and impatient as the law, reveal the law!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the scarecrow placed beside Nanchen trembled suddenly.

Wencai was ready for a long time. At this time, he twisted a yellow chicken and cut off its neck with one knife.

The yellow chicken kept struggling, and the blood kept falling on Nanchen and the scarecrow's chest.

Nanchen still maintained his last trace of sanity.

I felt the yellow chicken blood, but it looked like hot oil, extremely hot.

However, at this moment, his body seemed to be bound and could not make any sound.

But this is not over yet, after killing the yellow chicken.

Wencai even released the blood of the cat under the command of Uncle Jiu.

Qiu Sheng even burned a talisman in the blood bowl.

Wencai brought it to Nanchen.

Nan Chen was so hot that his whole body was shaking and his head was covered in cold sweat.

Wencai was helped up at this time, and the corners of his mouth were trembling.

Wencai felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at Nanchen like this.

But he still held the bowl and said:

"Junior brother, drink the blood soon.

The master said that after drinking the blood, it may feel a little painful.

However, the curse on your body will be exposed.

And it will be transferred to the scarecrow.

You, you must hold on..."

Nanchen trembled with his mouth, and said with his last will:

"Come on, come on..."

Nanchen was sweating coldly, and although his voice was hoarse, he was extremely determined.

Nanchen doesn't want to die, nor does he want to become a puppet from others.
Chapter completed!