Heavenly Master help

Ten years later.

Sioux City.

In the middle of the night, Wan Lai was silent.

Lu Pingan went to exorcise a child's ghost tonight, but who would have imagined that he would be plotted against and poisoned by a ghost.

Three years ago, he had just come to Sucheng from Longhu Mountain, and was in urgent need of making a name for himself. During an exorcism, he cut off that man's beard.

The matter of exorcism and catching monsters is very famous. If he is not famous, no one will ask him for help.

At that time, it happened that a ghost entered the house of a rich man in Suzhou City, which disturbed his family's peace.

In order to gain fame, he took the initiative to come to the door to exorcise ghosts for her, but he didn't know that there was something else hidden in it.

It turned out that the evil spirit in the rich man's house was deliberately put in by the man who chased and killed him last night, in order to defraud the rich man of his money.

The man first drove the evil spirit to the rich man's house to make trouble, and then pretended to pass by to exorcise him, taking this opportunity to defraud him of money.

Lu Pingan took the initiative to drive out the ghosts of the rich man, and accidentally destroyed the man's plan.Because the evil spirit was cultivated by that person, and it was connected with his mind. When Lu Pingan killed the ghost, in order to show his own strength, he used heavy strikes. It was no doubt that the evil spirit was beaten to death, but it also made the man's heart shake and his body trembled. Seriously injured.

Afterwards, Lu Ping'an became famous in the first battle, but the man was seriously injured.

After hiding for a while, that man met Lu Pingan again this year.

Coincidentally, this was the first time he came out to cheat again after recovering from his injuries, but he happened to meet Lu Pingan again.

Fortunately, he was careful this time and was not injured.

However, this time he took the opportunity to find out the bottom line of Lu Ping'an.Moreover, secretly set up a trap for Lu Pingan.

Tonight, the person who was entangled by the evil spirit was a child, only four or five years old.

Seeing that he was too young, Lu Pingan did not dare to exorcise ghosts with too strong a method, for fear of hurting the child's soul, so that person took advantage of it.

After being poisoned by the ghost, Lu Pingan was hunted down by that man.

In order not to let him hurt his sister, Lu Pingan did not go home, but led him to the south of the city.

Along the way, Lu Pingan tried his best to resist the ghost poison in his body, but in the end, he was no match for the fierce poison in his body.

The so-called ghost poison is a very strong toxin produced by evil ghosts.

Anyone who is poisoned by ghosts will suffer from serious illness in mild cases, and even die in severe cases.

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Mu Yang walked down the street shaking his head.

Today is his birthday, and he just went to drink with his friends to celebrate his birthday, and now he is drowsy, and everything he sees is a double image.

He walked on the road, left for a while, right for a while, turning around and turning, and finally he was going home.

Suddenly, there was a sound of fighting from the corner in front of him. He was a little puzzled and curious, so he sneaked over.

Before he reached the corner, suddenly, a figure jumped out from the corner and bumped into him.

Mu Yang was startled, he stretched his hands, trying to push away the person who bumped into him, but in the end, within half a step, he caught a glimpse of another figure jumping out from the corner.

It was late at night, and with the light behind him, Mu Yang couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but could vaguely feel the strong murderous aura emanating from the man.

The man was holding a sword in his hand, which shone brightly and coldly under the moonlight.

Mu Yang looked at it, and immediately woke up eight points from his drunkenness, and his heart beat violently uncontrollably.

He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could speak, the man stabbed the sword into the back of the man who had just bumped into his arms.

I/Fuck!Mu Yang cursed in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, in the next second, he felt a biting chill penetrate into his heart.

The sword actually passed through the person in his arms and pierced into his chest.

It's really you/ma/got/separated/closed!

Mu Yang's eyes widened.

Died like this?

I am so young and handsome, is God jealous of my beauty?

Mu Yang was filled with grief and indignation.

The man pulled the sword back from his chest, glanced at the person in his arms, and sneered.

Mu Yang wanted to say, what a fart you are laughing!

Before he could speak, his eyes went dark and he fell down.

There was no one around, Mu Yang was lying on the ground, and the person who bumped into his arms lay on top of him.

The man who committed the murder with the sword has disappeared.

A large pool of blood flowed out around the two of them, and the smell of blood was blown by the wind and drifted far away.

After touching it for about ten minutes, two people jumped all the way from the roof in the distance, following the smell of blood.

Looking at that posture, it is as if walking on flat ground on the roof, and it is not slower than ordinary people running on the ground.

The two jumped off the roof and walked to Mu Yang's side, one of them pulled the person on Mu Yang away.

Without the oppression of that person on Mu Yang's body, he immediately relaxed a lot. He was conscious at this time. However, he didn't know whether it was due to drunkenness or injury. He couldn't open his eyes, and he could only faintly hear someone talking beside him.

If he could open his eyes, he would be able to see that standing beside him was an old man and an old lady.

"It's two dolls," said one of them, "one is badly wounded and the other is dead."

died?

Do you mean the person in my arms?

That's right, it's no wonder that you won't die if your face is pierced through your chest.

This person's voice was very old, it was a male voice, Mu Yang thought to himself, he must be 70 to [-] years old!

"It's a pity, he looks so handsome." Another voice sounded.

Mu Yang sounded like a female voice, and gave the same old feeling.

Pretty, are you talking about me?

Well, it must be, I am so handsome, but it is a pity that God is jealous of my beauty.

Who can save me, I don't want to die!

Mu Yang shouted in his heart.

You two stop chatting and call an ambulance!

Probably Mu Yang's beauty moved God.

then......

"These two dolls have strange faces, so it's a pity to die like this," the old man said.

"What do you want?" said the old lady.

"A while ago, I just learned a spell from the old man Wei in Liuyang Mountain, and it happened to work." The old man said.

"When did you learn it?" The old lady asked suspiciously, "Why didn't I know?"

"At that time, you went all over the mountains and fields to find your beast, so you don't have time to control me." The old man snorted.

.

At this time, a fluffy head emerged from the cloth bag on the old lady's body. It looked like a fox with a mane on its neck.

The little guy seemed to understand what the old man said, stuck his head out, and stuck out his tongue at the old man.

The old lady touched the little guy's head with a smile, and stuffed it back into the cloth bag.

"Old man, you are really a thief. No matter where you go, you have to trick others." The old lady said.

"What do you mean a thief doesn't go empty-handed? I call it a diligent student." The old man retorted.

"Well, it's quite easy to ask. Last year, you went to Jinwu Mountain by yourself and annoyed Huo Qiwu for three months, serving tea and water to people every day. Do you remember this?" The old lady gave the old man a nod. Chin, "I'm not afraid of people's jokes. I made Huo Qiwu come to invite me in person, and let me invite you back, saying that he, the younger generation, can't stand your constant personal service every day, and is afraid that his life will be lost. It's good for you, and you won't leave. After three months of hard work, you will not leave until someone copies a page of the Taiyi secret method to you."

"If you want me to say, that boy Huo is too stingy, and I don't give it to others, so I learn it myself." The old man said disdainfully.

"It is inherited from the family, can I give it to you casually?" the old lady said.

"Didn't I also copy a page of the Qimen Dunjia Secret Scroll for him? He won't suffer." The old man glanced at the old lady.

"Well, you don't have to say anything about this. If you want to give it to you, you can give it to me." The old lady said, "I'm not afraid that my grandfather will get up and strangle you to death."

"No, our patriarch is not as stingy as you think." The old man said shaking his head.

Mu Yang didn't call the police when he heard the two came, just chatted, chatting, and said that there was a way to save him.

He thought to himself, well, since you don't call the police, although you don't know what the spell you are talking about is, but since it can save my life, then hurry up!

The desire to survive made him look forward to the two old people.

As a result, Mu Yang listened to the two arguing for a long time, but still didn't make a move.I thought to myself, stop chatting, you two, if you continue chatting, my blood will almost be drained!

It may be that the two old people also realized that if the chat continued, the two little babies would have to burp.

So, the old man took out a writing brush and a box of cinnabar from the cloth bag on his body.

Just about to cast a spell, the old lady stopped him.

The old man looked at the old lady suspiciously.

The old lady took out a small round box from the cloth bag, which was a powder box with the logo of a certain international brand on it.

"Why, do you need to make up for them first?" The old man said with a smile.

"Get out of here." The old lady spat.

Pass the powder box to the old man.

The old man took it, opened it, and was amused.

"Yo, South China Sea Flood Pearl Flour, you're saving your money, old woman." The old man said with a smile.

Shaking the powder box, he said, "However, why did you think of using this to pack it? I thought you were going to put makeup on them!"

"The previous box is too long, and it's not convenient to use. Unlike this one, it opens with one touch." The old lady nodded Mu Yang with her chin as she spoke, "Hurry up, or else it will be a mess." It’s really hopeless, don’t waste my Jiaozhu powder.”

"Okay!" The old man responded, picked up the brush and dipped it into the powder box.

Then, he took Mu Yang's hand and began to draw symbols on his arm.

I don't know what kind of material the brush is made of, but it can write directly without getting wet.

The old man took the brush and quickly filled Mu Yang's arm with spells.

Then, he took another person's arm and drew the same spell on it as Mu Yang's hand.

After drawing the spells on both arms, the old man put their hands together.

But for a moment, the spells on Mu Yang and the other person's hands shone brightly, and at the same time began to flow, like tree roots, entangled with each other through their arms.

Then, it spread to the opponent's body, snaked up along the arm, came to the chest, and implanted the heart.

Mu Yang only felt that his heart seemed to be entangled by something, and it tightened for a while, and he passed out.

"It's done." The old man looked at the changes between the two and smiled.

Then, the old man and the old lady jumped up to the top of the building and left together.

After Mu Yang was entangled with the spell on another person, it gradually dimmed.

The two then fell into a deep sleep. In their sleep, the two sat facing each other, silent to each other.

---

The east gradually turned pale.

Father Sun in midsummer is extremely diligent, always trying to climb up early in the morning, trying to gain a sense of presence.

A cock crowed.

Lu Pingan and Mu Yang suddenly opened their eyes and sat up from the ground.

The two looked at each other and were stunned for a while, as if they were recalling what had happened.

Lu Pingan sat on the ground dumbfounded. Last night, someone poked his heart so coldly. He remembered the feeling of the cold sword piercing his heart very clearly.

how come?

He touched his chest.

Is it a dream?

No, the blood on the clothes is real!

But, how come...

He knew that he was definitely not a soul. He had caught many ghosts and encountered many strange things in the past few years, but he had never met anyone who was stabbed to the point of death and was still alive.

He stared blankly at the person opposite him who was also sitting on the ground.

Mu Yang vaguely remembered what happened last night, touched his chest, examined it carefully for a while, but found no wound.However, there was indeed a hole in the clothes on the chest.

Looking at the blood on the ground again, it was shocking, and he felt a little flustered.

What happened last night, is it true?

He scratched the back of his head.

He's okay?

Looking at Lu Pingan who was sitting opposite, Mu Yang remembered that the other party was pierced through the chest by a sword.

Mu Yang looked at the other person's chest, and stretched out his hand hesitantly, wanting to touch it to see if the other person was really okay.

Lu Pingan frowned. He had just been poked by someone last night, and he was naturally alert. When a stranger suddenly extended his hand, he subconsciously thought that the other party wanted to attack him.

He quickly pushed away the opponent's hand and took the lead in attacking the opponent.

I rely on!

Mu Yang ghost screamed and immediately fought back.

The momentum of the two sides was like a rainbow, and they refused to give in to each other, but the fighting style of the two was really unsightly and lacked everyone's demeanor.

The two wrestled for a while, hugging each other's feet and refusing to let go.

Probably felt that such a scene really lost the demeanor of a master of metaphysics.

As a last resort, Lu Pingan spoke first.

"Let go!" Lu Pingan shouted.

"Why!" Mu Yang's hands became a little heavier.

"Fuck!" Lu Ping'an's feet hurt so badly from being twisted by Mu Yang, he cursed, and at the same time added a little more strength to his hands.

"Damn, you're really excited, aren't you?" Mu Yang gritted his back molars, hugged each other's feet and twisted vigorously.

Lu Pingan was not willing to be at a disadvantage, and used his own way to treat his own body.

After a while, both of them were flushed, sweating profusely, and panting.

Mu Yang probably also realized that if this continues, he will not be able to please him.

then......

"Let's let go together." Mu Yang stared at Lu Ping'an and said.

"Okay." Lu Pingan thought for a moment, squinted his eyes, looked at Mu Yang for a long time, guessed that the other party was not playing tricks, and agreed.

"I said one, two, three, let's let go at the same time!" Mu Yang said.

Lu Pingan nodded with a cold face.

"one two Three."

After three beeps...

Neither of them let go.

"Why are you looking at me?" Mu Yang glared at Lu Pingan, "Who knows if you will cheat!"

"You think they are all like you?" Lu Pingan stared back.

"Then why didn't you let go?" Mu Yang raised his chin.

"When dealing with scoundrels, you can't be trustworthy!" Lu Ping'an said confidently.

"I'll go..." Mu Yang was about to curse back when he heard voices coming from a distance.

Aunts and uncles all get up earlier, unlike young people who sleep until the sun is high.

Looking at the blood on the ground, Mu Yang frowned. If other people saw this, it might not cause any trouble.

He looked at Lu Ping An.

Boy, today your grandfather and I show mercy, so I will let you go.

Lu Pingan felt a little strange when he was seen by the other party, and he gave Mu Yang a look: "Look at the fart!"

"You!" Mu Yang gritted his teeth, and took a deep breath, "Someone is coming, and I don't know what will happen if they are seen by others. If you don't want to be on the news, I think we should temporarily A truce would be better."

Lu Pingan was silent for a moment, then nodded stiffly.

He also didn't want to get too entangled with the other party, the resurrection from the dead was too strange, he wanted to go home quickly and check the ancient books to see if there was any record on it.

"No cheating this time!" Mu Yang said.

"You better take care of yourself!" Lu Pingan said coldly.

Mu Yang looked at him, trying to calm down the anger in his heart, his stomach was full of anger, but he laughed instead: "Okay, okay, listen to me, and let go at the same time."

Lu Pingan nodded.

"one two Three!"

The two let go of their hands at the same time, turned over and stood up.

The two kept stamping their feet to ease the pain and numbness from their feet, and at the same time kept staring at each other to prevent the other from attacking suddenly.

As the voice got closer, Mu Yang frowned as he looked at the blood on his clothes.

"Leave it alone." After Mu Yang finished speaking, he turned around and left.

As a result, just after walking about ten steps, his heart suddenly tightened, as if his heart was caught by something, the pain caused him to squat down immediately, and his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat.

Behind him, Lu Pingan, who was about to leave, also felt his heart was tied just now, and the pain made him unable to walk in an instant. He leaned against the wall, covered his heart with his hands, and panted heavily.

Mu Yang looked back at Lu Pingan, and suddenly remembered in his heart that last night before he completely fell asleep, he vaguely remembered that the old man who rescued him seemed to have cast some spell on them.

Damn, what is the spell?

Also, what is this spell?

He had also heard some strange rumors from his friends before, and he had watched a lot of movies when he was studying, so he still knew a lot about things such as Maoshan technique and expelling corpses.

Damn, I won't be turning into a zombie, will I?

Mu Yang was terrified.

Lu Pingan looked at the fluctuating expression on Mu Yang's face, and felt that the other party must know something, so he immediately walked towards him.

Something magic happened.

When Lu Pingan walked towards Mu Yang, as the distance between the two got closer, the feeling of being tied up in the heart gradually disappeared, and the breathing also became gentler.

The two stood facing each other, speechless for a moment.

Both of them were recalling the strange feeling just now.

"What happened just now?" Lu Pingan asked coldly.

"You wait first." Mu Yang stretched out his hand and interrupted Lu Ping'an's words.

He took a deep breath, took out his phone from his pocket, turned on the front camera, and carefully examined his face to see if he had turned into a zombie.

He raised his chin and changed the angle to see if he still maintained his super-standard appearance.

Lu Pingan watched Mu Yang's slapstick operation, the veins on his forehead popped up, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He really couldn't figure out why someone would care about his appearance at such a time.

He really wanted to pry open Mu Yang's head immediately to see if it was full of paste.

"You, zi, love, okay, are you done?" Lu Pingan said with a low voice.

When Mu Yang heard Lu Ping'an's words, he looked at him, and then quickly looked at his face for the last time, and after confirming that there was no problem, he put away the phone with peace of mind.

Mu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the blood on the other party and himself, shook his head and said, "Go back with me first, and change your clothes first, otherwise it will be troublesome for others to see."

Lu Pingan looked at him and said nothing.

The pedestrian's voice was getting closer and closer, Lu Pingan looked at Mu Yang, his mind was spinning rapidly, and finally decided to listen to the other party's arrangement first.

The house Mu Yang rented was nearby, and he led Lu Pingan into a small alley, turning a corner and arriving there.

The room Mu Yang rented has two floors and is a single family. The combined indoor area is seventy to eighty square meters.

If this is placed in the city center, it may not be worth the price!

The layout of the house is very simple. Although it is covered with tiles, you can still see the old atmosphere. The age of the house is at least 30 years.

Fortunately, the house is still clean.

Of course, an important reason for the cleanliness is that Mu Yang has no money to buy other messy things, and there is only one bed and one computer desk in the huge room.

There is also a rice cooker and an old-fashioned gas stove left by the homeowner in the kitchen.

When Mu Yang returned home, he took a quick shower and brought Lu Pingan a change of clothes.

Taking advantage of Lu Ping'an to take a shower, he sat on the computer chair, turning around while thinking about what happened last night.

Turning and turning, he stopped.

Touching his chest, the feeling of his heart being suddenly tightened just now has left him with lingering fear.

After wiping his face, he breathed a sigh of relief and stood up, wanting to look back to see if Lu Pingan had finished washing.

When he turned around, he found Lu Pingan standing behind him with a cold face, and he was taken aback.

"Damn, when did you stand here?" Mu Yang stared at Lu Ping'an and said.

Lu Pingan didn't answer him, but went straight to the point: "Tell me! What happened just now?"

Mu Yang rubbed the bridge of his nose, cleared his throat slightly, and said, "Last night, you were stabbed so hard, do you remember?"

Lu Pingan was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"I was implicated and stabbed by you." Mu Yang continued.

Lu Pingan didn't pick up.

"Who was the person who chased you last night?" Mu Yang asked curiously, "Who the hell are you?"

Lu Pingan looked at him, his pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes were a little blurred, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, Lu Ping'an slightly tilted his head and said, "Let's get to the point."

Mu Yang slumped and said "cut", so he could only continue to say: "It stands to reason that you were stabbed so coldly that you should be dead, right?"

Lu Pingan took a deep breath and didn't argue, every pore on his face was signaling to Mu Yang: Hurry up, don't talk nonsense!

"Later, two old men came and seemed to have cast a spell on us—" Seeing that Lu Ping'an's face was stinky, Mu Yang had to speed up his speech, "Then we woke up in the morning, and that's it."

When Lu Pingan heard the word "curse", his face changed slightly.

He has never heard of spells, but since there is a word "curse", it should be a spell or something, and there should be a way to break the spell.

He was very curious about the spell that could bring the dead back to life.

According to what Mu Yang said, combined with the situation just now, and after a little analysis, the strange symptoms that appeared between him and Mu Yang should be a side effect of this resurrection spell.

Master Zhang said that his grandfather was expelled from the mountain gate because he tried to reverse yin and yang. Today he came back from the dead.

Holding the merit bead on his chest, Lu Pingan let out a sigh of relief. No matter what, it is a good thing to be alive. As long as he is still alive, one day, he will definitely let his grandfather be buried in Longhu Mountain!

"Okay." Lu Pingan looked at Mu Yang and said, "Come back with me."

"What?" Mu Yang looked at him blankly.

"If you want to break the curse, follow me." Lu Pingan glanced at him, "Or, do you want to be tied to me for the rest of your life?"

"Who wants to be tied up with you?" Mu Yang rolled his eyes, "Seeing your face every day really affects my physical and mental health."

Lu Pingan ignored him, and walked out on his own. After walking about a dozen steps, suddenly, his heart constricted, and he couldn't help but clenched his hands and stopped.

"Damn, slow down!" Mu Yang's voice came from behind.

Lu Pingan took a deep breath, stood where he was, and waited for Mu Yang to follow.

Immediately afterwards, the two took a taxi together to the Cultural and Creative Industry Park in the North District of Sioux City.

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Looking at the Cultural and Creative Industry Park outside the car window, Mu Yang felt a little puzzled, what are you doing here?

He seemed to be saying to go back with him just now.

His home is here?

Mu Yang glanced at Lu Pingan beside him.

Didn't see it!

How can there be a little bit of culture in this kid?

Besides, is the current cultural and creative industry so competitive?Also assassinated.

---

Lu Ping'an is not in the mood to deal with Mu Yang's unconstrained imagination at the moment.

Sitting silently in the car, closing his eyes and resting his mind, he wondered if that person would have shot again if he knew he was not dead last night.

He didn't know if the Thunder Talisman that he tried his best to implant in the man's body last night when he fought against that man would work.

When he bumped into Mu Yang, Lu Pingan was already on the verge of death.The man was still worried, so he just gave him a heartbreak.

Fortunately, I was blessed with great destiny, and I didn't die.

Lu Ping'an touched his chest, it was as smooth as ever, without a single scar, and with a little luck, the ghost poison in his body disappeared, as if everything that happened last night was just a nightmare.

Who the hell are those two old men who know such magical spells?

Lu Pingan was both surprised and confused.

---

The car soon came to the gate of a factory building.

The Chengbei Cultural and Creative Industry Park in Sucheng was originally an old industrial park, which was full of factories, large and small. Later, the industry was transferred, and the place was vacant.

A few years ago, the government re-planned and divided this area into a cultural and creative park, which gave a lot of policy support.

Gradually, many young people who like all kinds of novelty or classical art and culture gathered here.

There are teahouses, cafes, studios, dance studios, tennis halls, roller skating clubs, swimming pools...

In short, anything that has something to do with art or young people can be found here.

The only exception is probably the metaphysical gymnasium in front of Mu Yang.

Mu Yang looked at a large plaque hanging on the gate of the factory, with three large characters written on it: Xuan Yu Tang.

He looked to the left of Xuanyu Hall, 300 meters away was a basketball gymnasium, and beyond that was a studio.

He looked at the factory building in front of him again, and the gate was decorated quite antique.

However, why did he suddenly have an inexplicable and weird feeling, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have heard the name "Xuanyutang".