The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

Lu Zhaoling drew a line with his golden pen, and the talisman drawn in the air was immediately drawn and pulled onto Niu Po's head.

She leaped into the air and thrust her pen down sharply.

There was a pop.

The talisman was directly and roughly stabbed into Niu Po's head.

Many people and ghosts witnessed this scene.

They all stopped in shock.

Surprisingly, there are people who are so cruel! Moreover, the golden talisman drawn in the void can actually be stabbed into the top of the ghost cultivator's head!

Where have they ever seen such kung fu?

Even Yin Yunting was stunned.

However, he just subconsciously stretched out his hand to block Jin Yuan and Xiao Jie's eyes.

I always felt that the eldest sister was a little too cruel, and I was afraid that the two children would feel uncomfortable watching her.

But he didn't know that Jin Yuan quietly leaned forward, avoiding the obstruction of his palm, and looked towards Lu Zhaoling.

The same goes for quitting eating. I was a little afraid and a little curious, so I stuck my head out to take a peek.

Not that bloody.

Because there is no blood at all.

Niu Po ​​was originally a ghost.

Moreover, she is a ghost cultivator who cultivated in the Ghost Abyss. How could there be blood on her body?

When the talisman was stabbed into her crown, she just opened her eyes wide, her lips trembled, and the deep wrinkles on her face trembled along with it.

The crutch in her hand was already resting on the ground, and her body was also supported on it. If it weren't for this little support, she would not be able to stand at all, and her figure might even be half broken.

This crutch contains countless ghostly spirits, and is also the source of her nourishment.

This is her magic weapon.

"Master Ling, I've never seen her use this move before." The emperor said beside Yin Yunting.

Yin Yunting was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "If I'm not mistaken, this is a skill that Senior Sister learned from seeing the murals in the Judge's Hall."

The murals in the Judge's Hall are very diverse in content.

However, it contains many methods and means to punish evil spirits and evil people.

Some people do all kinds of bad things in the world, which are intolerable to heaven. They will be punished after death. There are many punishments in the underworld and purgatory.

There is one type that would write down all the evil deeds a person has done in his life on a piece of memory, except that the memory would be altered, turning the person into every person he has harmed, and making him experience the evil deeds he has done to those people over and over again.

Let him be beaten, injured, humiliated and harmed over and over again in such memories.

The book of memories painted on the mural has now been turned into a soul-searching talisman by the eldest sister.

That’s right, Yin Yunting also realized that the talisman that Lu Zhaoling had just drawn was the soul-searching talisman.

It was at this time that he realized that Lu Zhaoling didn't need to ask this old woman, she just used the soul-searching talisman directly and roughly.

but!

"Your Majesty, please keep an eye on them. I will go and help the eldest sister." Yin Yunting cut a hole in the underworld, and a small underworld space appeared. He put the fruit of reincarnation in it, and the hole in front of him disappeared in an instant.

The Samsara Fruit was thus well hidden away. Now no one could steal or rob it.

He was stunned when he finished this series of actions.

How did he know how to use this method?

He clearly hasn't yet remembered his memory as a judge.

Perhaps, this is the instinctive reaction after coming to the underworld.

The emperor looked at him in shock.

Xiao Yin is no longer the same Xiao Yin, but a very powerful Judge Yin.

"Master Sister, using soul-searching on Niu Po ​​will be very painful."

Yin Yunting explained and then rushed towards Lu Zhaoling.

Lu Zhaoling was indeed in great pain at this moment.

Because, if she uses the Soul Searching Talisman on Niu Po, the old ghost cultivator, she will be able to "see" Niu Po's experiences in her previous life and after death.

If Niu Po ​​was deeply impressed, Lu Zhaoling would also feel it very clearly.

Apart from the bad things Niu Po ​​did in her life, her most profound memory was when she fell into the Ghost Abyss.

Endless, dark and gloomy abyss fog rolled in, surrounding her endlessly, swallowing her up, swallowing her up.

In the deep fog, there were countless ghosts, ghost hands, and black ghost hair, all of which seemed to want to grab her and tear her apart.

The stench and smell of decay poured into my nose and mouth.

The pain and despair of falling into hell forever made her heart burst.

But Lu Zhaoling did not regret it.

When she met Niu Po's eyes just now, she knew that there was no way this old ghost cultivator would tell her the truth.

If I were to have a fight with her, I might lose control and kill her. Then I wouldn't have time to ask about my father's condition.

So at that moment, Lu Zhaoling had already made a decision.

She had never tried using the soul-searching talisman on a ghost cultivator.

This is definitely not a good thing, and it is definitely not easy.

But worth it.

Lu Zhaoling tightly grasped the golden pen inserted in Niu Po's head, closed his eyes, his face pale, and trembling all over.

Niu Po ​​couldn't move at this time.

When Yin Yunting rushed over, he reached out and supported Lu Zhaoling.

As she fell endlessly, she finally lost her balance and almost fell to the ground.

If she sat down at this moment and let go of the pen, the soul-searching talisman would be interrupted and she would not have "seen" the memory she was looking for.

Fortunately, Yin Yunting supported her.

He also reached out and held her wrist.

There will be no interruption, he is here.

Looking at the senior sister's pale face and the beads of sweat on her forehead, Yin Yunting felt very distressed.

But now he can't help with anything else and can only be her support.

Finally, the endless abyss suddenly dispersed like clouds, and a temple appeared before the eyes.

There is a picture, a picture of the world of the living.

Lu Zhaoling "saw" when Niu Po ​​just died.

That was already Niu Po's ghost, and she was being carried by one hand.

That hand, with distinct joints and clean skin, was a very handsome hand of a young man.

The hand carried the ghost of the cow-woman and walked towards the temple.

Lu Zhaoling heard a very pleasant male voice.

"I still have things to do, so I'll leave this evil ghost to you, Master Mingkong."

A pair of monk's shoes and the hem of a monk's robe appeared before my eyes.

Another voice sounded.

"Amitabha, thanks to Mr. Lu's help, this small town has been rid of this evil ghost and avoided another disaster. Don't worry, Mr. Lu, I will definitely send her to the underworld."

"Thank you, Master Mingkong."

Then, Niu Po ​​was locked up.

The scene changed, and she saw a tall man with flying black hair.

He walked out of the temple.

Niu Po ​​yelled, "Lu! You've ruined my plans. Just wait! I'll definitely come back to seek revenge on you!"

The figure did not stop for a moment.

Master Mingkong's voice sounded again, chanting scriptures.

When Niu Po ​​listened to the scriptures, she felt as if she was burned by fire. She screamed and rolled over, and her hatred was so strong that it almost burst out into the sky.

At this moment, Lu Zhaoling suddenly let go of the golden pen.