Am I the one who was wronged?

The phantom of the Buddha made a move, and shattered the Yin Qi from Jiang Yu's body.

He also restrained the Buddha's light, and started to fight directly. There was a gap in age and height between the two of them, and Jiang Yu was pressed to the ground and beaten by him throughout the whole process.

Yiyi was so angry this time, he was gearing up to beat the river fish, clenched his fists and waved his palms vigorously.

Dazed and beaten, Jiang Yu ran around with his head in his arms, holding his short legs.

But Yiyi was really angry this time.

Since he was a child, he chanted scriptures and practiced in the monastery, cultivating his body and mind.

Born with a predestined relationship with Buddha, coupled with years of practice, he is very able to hold his breath, and rarely gets really angry.

After all, he has a high seniority in the temple, and his nephews are very sensible, especially in front of him, they have always been respectful and respectful, so how can they make him angry.

That's why Jiang Yu was so bold that he dared to piss him off completely.

In fact, if Jiang Yu came to him directly, he wouldn't be so angry, but this brat has a lot of eyes, and he actually came to trouble Jin Fengyu behind his back.

Knowing that he is protecting the person, but still targeting him on purpose? !

Just to provoke him, tsk, the essence is a brat.

That's fine, you bear it and let you bear it, if you target Jin Fengyu, I will be angry and beat you.

That's it, you're not the one who suffers in the end.

Jiang Yu ran in front, and he chased after him. Relying on his height advantage, he caught up with Jiang Yu before he could run far, pressed him to the ground and beat him.

Fist to the flesh, but it's not just the flesh that hurts.

...Jiang Yu didn't have any physical pain, his soul was left, and the pain was directly imprinted on the soul.

It was like thousands of fine needles piercing into the head densely, the pain was so painful that the headache was splitting, and I just wanted to hit the wall while holding my head.

The pain that could not be relieved at all almost dissipated Jiang Yu's remaining yin energy. He looked similar to a Tao remnant soul, very weak, and he didn't have the aura of the majestic ghost king just now.

It formed a small black ball, huddled pitifully in the corner, whining like a little wild cat, "Brother, brother, don't hit me, I'm hurting!"

It's useless to show weakness and sell misery. They were all expressionless and hard-hearted. They swung their fists at his fair and tender face and punched his face into a phantom, "Now I know I'm called brother, who was shouting just now You want to kill me, huh?!"

Regardless of Jiang Yu's low-pitched cry for help, he pushed the man into a corner and beat him up. The small black shadow was too weak to maintain its figure, and its outline seemed to be blown away by the wind.

The cry of pain was low, like a little wild cat that was abandoned after being born.

The thin voice was full of pleadings, pitifully, "Brother, I'm in pain, please stop beating me."

"not good."

He refused all cruelly, stood up and kicked him hard, kicking away two pieces of dark black mist, with a cold expression, "Thinking that if you become the king of ghosts, you can be lawless, right? What's the point of hurting brother Fengyu and provoking your brother?" Benefits, huh?!"

Jiang Yu balled himself up and huddled in a corner.

In a black group, he raised his head to look at him aggrieved, "I don't want to either, brother, it was my father who asked me to come to Brother Feng Yu, saying that he wanted to discuss a business with Brother Feng Yu, he gave me an order, I I can't control my behavior."

"Do you still dare to dump the pot?!"

They were all short-tempered, raised their hands and slapped Jiang Yu's forehead, and slapped Jiang Yu's forehead directly, making a hole in the forehead, "Can he threaten you?"

Maybe it is really threatening, but it should break free soon.

Not only did he break free, he turned around and killed Mr. Jiang.

After all, Mr. Jiang died, but Jiang Yu admitted it himself.

It is estimated that even the soul has been swallowed by the river fish, and even reincarnation is impossible.

How can it be so easy to control a ghost king?

The prerequisite for being able to become a ghost king is to have firm willpower and not be easily influenced and controlled by others.

Moreover, those who control the ghost flow have been jointly hunted down by his master and Luo Bosi over the years. They went to the bottom of the matter and stripped away the cocoons.

Both of them are well-known metaphysics masters in the metaphysics world, and their influence is too great. Under their 30 years of persistent pursuit, even the ghost control school with a little name can't survive.

Even if they keep their names incognito, they will find out and kill them if any clues are revealed.

The reason why Mr. Jiang was not found out was because he hid it deeply enough on the one hand, and it might also be because he was not strong enough.

It is estimated that they have not accepted the orthodox inheritance of ghost control, and do not know where they got a few words about ghost control.

If the mind is not so deep, if you don't want to directly control a ghost king, but choose to create a weaker evil ghost, I'm afraid it will be successful.

But between the ghost king and the fierce ghost, there is a difference between "fierce" and "great fierce".

You know, there may not be a single ghost king out of thousands of ghosts.

If the people's hearts are not enough, the snake swallows the elephant, and the result is the end of being backlashed.

As soon as he saw Jiang Yu in the villa, he knew that Jiang Yu was not under control. He was awake and thinking about getting on Jin Fengyu's body.

Thinking of this, he gave an irritable "tsk" sound, and kicked Jiang Yu's feet fiercely, "When I am blind, dare to hit Jin Fengyu's attention?!"

Jiang Yu was in pain from being kicked by him, and he moaned angrily, "It hurts."

"I hurt you, uncle."

Yiyi kicked him twice more, stretched out his hand to pick him up, and kneaded him into a black glutinous rice dumpling.

He ran downstairs and took out a brass censer from his bag, placed the censer, first threw the ikan piscifolia into it, lit three sticks of mahogany incense, and inserted them into the brass censer.

After finishing all this work, I took my incense burner and bag upstairs.

Jiang Yu was trapped in the incense burner, and with the fragrance of peach wood fluttering gently, he begged weakly, "Brother, I feel bad, please let me out, okay, I won't dare in the future."

His brass censer is a treasure, echoing with the burning peach wood incense, forming a ubiquitous dense net, shackles the evil things inside.

Compared with being beaten by him directly, putting the frog in the incense burner is like boiling the frog in warm water, which is uncomfortable at any time.

But it is difficult to get out if you go in, and the time limit is calculated in decades.

Yiyi flicked on the wall of the incense burner with his fingers, let out a crisp "ding", and sneered, "You still want to come out?! Let's talk about it after I die in a few decades."

"Brother, brother, just let me out."

Jiang Yu was still begging in the incense burner, so he pretended not to hear it and went upstairs with the incense burner.

After the ghost king was suppressed, the ghost creatures naturally dissipated.

After the black mist dissipated, the light gradually returned to normal, and the surrounding environment could be seen clearly.

Yiyi stood at the stairs, looked at the mess on the second floor, was slightly taken aback, and then turned pale with shock, "Jin Fengyu, where are you?"

The villa was surrounded by thick black fog, even if he wanted to see it, he couldn't see it. In addition, he was going to fight Jiang Yu, so he couldn't take it lightly, and didn't notice that the villa was damaged so badly.

The Jin family's villa is a European-style small three-story building. They did it in the bedroom on the second floor. Yin Qi and Buddha's light strangled each other, and the scope of the impact was very wide. The entire villa above the second floor was blown away.

The sandstone and steel bars inside were exposed, the broken walls were broken and replaced, and most of the furniture on the ground was smashed into pieces, as if they had experienced landslides and tsunami.

Naturally, it was the same in the bedroom. The place where Gang Jin Fengyu was lying was pressed by the wall that fell from the left side by Dao, and the pressure was solid, without leaving even the slightest gap.

There is not even a shadow of the bed, let alone the person lying on the bed.

Yiyi became anxious immediately, and shouted in fear, "Jin Fengyu!?"

He quickly threw down the censer in his hand, and ran over to the wall in a hurry, "Brother, don't scare me, where are you, hurry up and say something."

No one said anything, and the villa that was razed to ruins was extremely quiet.

It was exactly the same as when he was shrouded by ghosts, except for the sound of his heart beating wildly, there was no other sound.

Yiyi was anxious, so he stretched out his hand to scrape the wall. He had a lot of strength, but the weight of the wall was not light. No matter how hard he clasped his hands on the broken part, he couldn't lift the broken wall.

I was extremely anxious, afraid that Jin Fengyu would be crushed under the wall.

If Jin Fengyu died, he was afraid that he would follow his master's back path and rob people from the underworld.

His fingers clasped the section of the wall and exerted force continuously, clenching his teeth too hard, and he could faintly smell blood in his mouth.

He didn't pay attention, but felt his heart throbbing, his back seemed to be scraped by an iron comb, and his whole body was so uncomfortable, he yelled in a low voice while breaking the broken wall, "Jin Fengyu, can you say a word, are you here?" You are talking."

Tell me if you're hurt, if you're alive.

Please speak!I'm too timid to be scared.

Jin Fengyu!

He concentrated on breaking down the broken wall and rummaging through the mountains of rubbish. He didn't notice that his palm had been cut deeply, and the blood was like running water, "tick-tick-tick-tick".

I was scared and worried in my heart, and cold sweat rolled down my forehead in big spots, as if I wanted to compete with blood to see who was flowing faster.

The ground was soon wet with cold sweat and blood, but he couldn't see or hear it. He had nothing else to do except moving the wall to find Jin Fengyu.

In the end, the movement of breaking the wall became mechanically rigid, as if it were a wooden puppet that would not get tired or hurt.

I don't know how long it took before I heard a weak "Yi."

Jin Fengyu was stuck between the broken wall and the bed, his legs were pressed firmly, and he just woke up from a brief dizziness, saw his movements through the gap, and comforted him in a low voice, "I'm fine, don't worry. "

Hearing Jin Fengyu's voice, all the tense nerves relaxed, and boundless fatigue suddenly surged up, making him exhausted and unable to move an inch.

Lie down beside the broken wall, looking at Jin Fengyu, "Is your leg being pinned down?"

Jin Fengyu smiled softly, "It's okay, there is a bed underneath as a buffer, it doesn't hurt when you press it, and there is no injury."

"Yes, that's fine."

They all leaned against the broken wall, their expressions were exhausted, and their bodies were even more exhausted. They could barely hold their eyelids and fell asleep immediately.

The phantom of the Buddha is not so easy to use.

Just when Xuying waved his hand and slapped Jiang Yu away, it consumed the half-foot-thick golden light of merit he had accumulated from chanting sutras since he was a child.

The power is extremely strong, and the sequelae are also obvious.

He directly emptied all his physical strength, seeing that Jin Fengyu was safe, he let go of the breath in his heart, he couldn't even move his fingers.

Weakly lying on the broken wall, "I have to sleep for a while, you insist on waiting for my master and the others to come over."

He deliberately delayed a lot of time with Jiang Yu. His master should have finished dealing with Lu Wanyang, and he will come over soon to clean up the mess here.

Jin Fengyu was lying in the ruins, watching his tired eyelids fight, couldn't help feeling distressed, and replied gently, "Okay."