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Chapter 73 I'm Really a Carpenter
Master Ji, who was retreating, found an excuse for himself in his mind: Mr. Chen's safety depends on me, and I am not sure that I can kill Fu Jingyu who raised the dog-head guillotine, so it is not worth taking the risk.

……

A quarter of an hour after Xu Yuan rushed into the bloody cloud, Aunt Wang also arrived.

Old Yan risked his life to hold her back: "Old Madam, you must not go in!"

"This red mist is filled with a strong evil power. I'm afraid there's something wrong with the old lady's body. If you go in, you'll immediately transform into an evil spirit. You won't help Xu Yuan, but kill him!"

Aunt Wang then stopped outside the bloody cloud with a gloomy face.

But he was restless, constantly pacing around, adjusting his various parts, and always felt that the placement was wrong.

Old Yan's abacus kept making noises, and no one knew what he was calculating. Then he took out all the remaining counting chips.

There are a total of 271 counting sticks in this set.

But the limit of what Mr. Yan can control at the same time in battle is eight.

Old Yan began to plant all the remaining abacus chips outside the ruins like transplanting rice seedlings.

Aunt Wang glanced at him and said, "I underestimated you."

When the bloody mist suddenly shrank, Old Yan and Aunt Wang were overjoyed: "Xu Yuan!"

But soon, the rumbling sound of horse hooves was heard, the ground shook, and a ten-foot-long evil spirit came running towards them.

However, this evil spirit seemed to have encountered a "ghost wall". The ruins of the old temple were clearly here, but it rode its iron horse and circled around it several times but couldn't find it!

But when it came to the fifth circle, the ten-foot evil spirit saw through everything, stomped on his horse, crushed the abacus on the ground, and rushed in.

Old Yan gritted his teeth and said, "I'll risk my life..."

Aunt Wang frowned and said to herself: I'm afraid it won't last until the middle of July next year, Xiao Mo, I'm going to break my promise.

The ten-foot evil spirit was approaching—Aunt Wang knew that Old Yan was useless in front of this evil spirit, so she raised her hand and pulled out her heart...

boom!
The ten-foot-long evil spirit suddenly exploded in front of the two men and turned into a sky full of water splashing all over their heads and faces.

Old Yan turned around suddenly, and the bloody mist on the ruins of the old temple behind him had completely dissipated!
……

Xu Yuan was spewing "fire from his belly" from his mouth, and the clay sculpture had turned into a ball of "mud". Even though it kept dodging, it was still being refined bit by bit.

If there was a meat blanket covering it, Xu Yuan would use up all the fire in his belly, just as Mr. Gao said, but would not be able to burn the clay sculpture at all.

But as long as the clay sculpture is taken out, the "fire in the belly" can restrain the evil spirits and the clay sculpture will be unstoppable.

This clay sculpture is part of the statue of "Fudong Tianwang" in the old temple.

From a weird perspective, the level of the clay sculpture is not very high.

The most powerful one is "Fudong Tianwang", who was stripped of his priesthood and fell into the evil spirit.

Clay sculpture is just an "introduction".

But the meat blanket turned into a giant python of flesh and blood, and kept biting itself.

Xu Yuan found that all his methods were powerless to deal with the giant python, and he became angry.

So Xu Yuan opened his mouth and swallowed the lump of mud.

Bait!

"Five-Ding Cooking"!
How could the fire gushing out from the abdomen be as fast as practicing the cultivation method directly in the abdomen?
Jiangni never expected that Xu Yuan would dare to do this.

Once you are swallowed up without any warning, there is no way you can escape.

The giant python of flesh and blood shattered on the spot, fell to the ground with a crackling sound, and scattered into thousands of pieces. Each of them squirmed weakly, and then quickly lost its vitality and turned into stiff and dry fragments.

The bloody mist also dissipated.

Xu Yuan landed and slowly walked to a piece of flesh and blood.

A face was solidified on this piece of flesh and blood, Mr. Gao's face.

The vitality of the flesh fragments was rapidly dissipating, and Mr. Gao's face looked stiff. Xu Yuan put on the leather gloves, swung them high, and slapped the man's face several times.

"You were so pushy just now. I've been putting up with you for a long time!"

The pieces of flesh and blood were completely necrotic and were completely shattered by Xu Yuan's last slap.

Xu Yuan moved his shoulders and his thoughts became clear.

……

Master Ji was half a mile away when he saw the ten-foot evil spirit collapse instantly and the bloody mist covering the ruins of the old temple completely dissipate. He was stunned and said, "Master's plan has failed!"

There is a special method hidden in the iron hat. When the ten-foot evil spirit kills Ma Tianshou, Chen Liangxuan will activate this method. He cannot control the ten-foot evil spirit, but he can kill it.

Otherwise, the ten-foot evil spirit would definitely kill the Chen family as well.

Master Ji kept running and drew the sword behind him with his backhand while running.

The sword is five feet six inches long, narrow in front and wide in the back, with a pointed tip and a thick base, and weighs about forty-five pounds and nine ounces.

He has accompanied Master Ji for fifty years and slain countless evil spirits and opponents.

For the master, today's plan is a risk to his life and the future of his clan. No matter what, he must find out clearly how the ten-foot evil spirit died!

Master Ji rushed all the way to the ruins of the old temple and saw Old Yan and Aunt Wang.

Aunt Wang looked very unfriendly.

Master Ji narrowed his eyes and stared at the old woman with fear in his heart: he couldn't see through her!

Xu Yuan emerged from the ruins, his body covered in wounds and his clothes tattered and baggy. He held up an umbrella with several holes corroded on it in one hand, and controlled his sword with the other. The sword moved slowly, and he stared at Master Ji with a somewhat crazed look in his eyes.

Master Ji noticed Xu Yuan's eyes, and his heart moved, thinking: This kid is on the verge of becoming evil.

In this state, he is doomed to die. Why should I gamble my life with a dying person?
Master Ji pressed the tip of his sword downward, pointing it diagonally at the ground, then slowly retreated and disappeared into the dense and numerous raindrops.

Xu Yuan's body began to tremble uncontrollably. He covered his mouth and whispered, "Auntie, please take me home!"

With this shake, part of the outer layer of skin was separated from the body by friction!
……

Since he started school, Chen Liangxuan has believed in the words of the ancients: Stay calm when facing major events.

After seeing Master Ji off, he sat down in the "Xuchunshe" and, without calling for anyone to serve him, he lit the bamboo charcoal, boiled water and made tea by himself.

Then I savored the fine tea that I usually couldn't bear to enjoy, and waited quietly for news.

Next to him was a jade Gangmao, a treasure that controlled the finishing move in "Iron Hat".

As soon as the news of Ma Tianshou and Xu Yuan's death came, he would crush this jade Gangmao.

When the rain subsided, he heard the ten-foot-tall evil spirit rushing out of the city.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Liangxuan stood up, walked to the door and looked around, but of course he saw nothing.

He laughed dumbly: "I'm still a little impatient." Then he turned around and wanted to go back to the bamboo house.

He stopped again because someone holding an oilcloth umbrella was walking towards him through the grass and trees in the back garden in the rain.

Uncle Mao thinks his umbrella is better than Xiao Mo's.

After all, according to legend, the umbrella was invented by Lu Ban, the ancestor of carpenters.

I'm a real carpenter.

Master Chen glanced at the visitor and guessed, "Someone from Hegong Lane?"

A few more wrinkles of worry appeared on Uncle Mao's face. He nodded and just as he opened his mouth, he started coughing violently.

　Asking for a monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)