Officer Lin, who was brought to death by Wang Zhuo's bellyache spell, returned to normal after Wang Zhuo broke the spell.

His face was pale, and the good gay friend in front of him had become unrecognizable to him.

Wang Zhuo supported him and said seriously: "Axian, I didn't mean to torture you. But the opponent is a Japanese magician. The fight tonight is extremely dangerous and there is no room for error. You don't have to believe the master or me, but you must not cause trouble.

do you know?"

Officer Lin smiled bitterly: "This is your plan to open the forum?"

Fourth Uncle Feng said: "That's right. I was injured last time by the Demon Dao in the battle of magic. He will definitely try his best to regain his place. But tonight is the night of the full moon, and the Yin energy is at its strongest, which is the best time for the Demon Dao to take action. I am going to open the altar.

Write a letter of challenge, reveal the location, and lure her to take action. When the time comes to break her spell and find out where she is hiding, you will lead a team to catch her!"

"Really or not? Will it work?"

Officer Lin still looked suspicious. Taoist techniques to arrest criminals were completely beyond his knowledge. Seeing Wang Zhuoyu reciting the incantation again, he quickly waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay! I believe in the head office, right?"

Wang Zhuo said: "Axian, in this case you stay here tonight. When we succeed in the battle, you immediately contact your brothers to arrest the person."

Seeing the two people's vows, Officer Lin had no choice but to agree. After all, the clues had been cut off and he could no longer find any reason to refuse.

As night fell, the Yin Qi reached its final point. Under the light of the full moon in the sky, Fourth Uncle Feng shouted: "Get up the altar!"

Wang Zhuo stood aside and held a spell to protect the Dharma. He saw Uncle Feng holding a small bow and arrow made of peach wood and walking up. He muttered words, then he put the written war letter on the small arrow, drew the bow to full, and shouted:

"Michiko Nishikyo takes the arrow!"

Then the small arrow shot out and disappeared in the night.

Bank of China Tower in Hong Kong is the tallest building in Hong Kong completed last year.

The top of the building has been surrounded by several wealthy Japanese tonight.

At this time, among the four huge black screens, Michiko Nishitaka and the two elders who came to help from the Japanese headquarters were all dressed as ninjas, and Tsuyoshi Fujita was standing guard outside the screen.

The three of them each formed the nine-character mantra mudra, and nine chrysanthemums stood on the ground in the field, forming a formation under their power of thought.

The Jiuju sect originally originated from the Qimen Dunjia who traveled east during the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Later, under the influence of Esotericism, it split into the Zhenyan sect, which practiced the sealing methods of the Eastern Esoteric Zhengon sect. Its magic has been very different from the half-learned Xuanmen authentic sect that it originally learned.

The main focus is on the mudra of the Liujia secret blessing (i.e. the nine-character mantra). Since the mantra was extracted incorrectly when transcribing the Tantra, the power of the mantra was not apparent. Therefore, the mantra was abandoned by the Shingon sect and only practiced mudra.

Spells are mainly based on Bon secrets and local witchcraft, and their methods are evil.

The position of rectifying evil and correcting evil is the same as that of some witches who specialize in casting curses to harm people. They have unconsciously transferred from the spiritual world to the devil's path.

A small arrow suddenly appeared from the night and shot towards Michiko.

Michiko reached out and pinched the small arrow, and the small arrow and the letter of challenge burned together.

Throwing the object on the ground, Michiko sneered: "Zhengchou couldn't find him, so he sent it to the door himself! Let's fight in the altar, the one with the highest altar will win. I am now at the highest point of Xiangjiang, let's see what you can use to fight me!"

The three of them formed a seal together, and the chrysanthemums on the ground began to spin, opening up a spiritual channel for a fight between the two sides who were dozens of miles apart.

Fourth Uncle Feng said in a deep voice: "The other side is engaging in battle! Ah Wei, hold the golden light spell!"

Wang Zhuo hurriedly recited the spell, his magic power was circulating, and a faint white light appeared on his body.

Fourth Uncle Feng stretched out his hand and pointed at the red candles, and the flames on the red candles immediately shot up a foot high. Then he picked up some water, dipped a willow branch in the water and swept it into the air in front of the altar.

The water droplets flew between the flames and stopped in mid-air to form a round mirror. Three people dressed as ninjas appeared in the mirror.

This scene made Officer Lin dumbfounded. He was actually fighting!

Bless Newton, bless Einstein! Tell me this isn't true!

Officer Lin looked bitter, and it took him a long time to figure out that the clown was really him.

Feng Si saw that the murderer had found a helper and did not dare to be careless.

Use two Five Thunder Qi Talismans to open the way, and use both palms to strike the palm thunder, which is a killer move.

The Five Thunder Qi Talisman is written with cinnabar, rooster blood mixed with the blood of Fourth Uncle Feng's own boy's middle finger. It can stimulate the Yang Five Thunders that are strong and Yang, and can destroy all kinds of evil spirits.

In addition, Wang Zhuo on the other hand blessed it with a golden light spell specializing in killing monsters and curing evil, and its power was extraordinary.

A thunderbolt suddenly appeared, the faces of the three Japanese changed, their handprints changed continuously, and layers of black curtains moved out of thin air to block them in front.

The thunderbolt broke through more than ten curtains, and finally it was exhausted.

One of the nine chrysanthemums on the ground instantly turned into charcoal.

This sudden display of power made the three Japanese people nervous. This Chinese Taoist priest was even more powerful than they imagined!

"It's disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating. Let him have a taste of the power of our Jiuju sect!"

Seeing that one move failed to successfully injure the opponent seriously, Fourth Uncle Feng's face turned as dark as water.

This thunder in the palm is not an ordinary spell, but the supreme thunder method of Zhengyi Sect.

The two Five Thunder Talismans were drawn by myself and my apprentice with a lot of effort. Once they are used, they are gone. The next step is to rely on spelling magic weapons.

At this time, a dark wind blew out of thin air on the rooftop, and it seemed that several invisible things were approaching.

Fourth Uncle Feng and Wang Zhuo had keen senses and noticed it immediately.

Fourth Uncle Feng picked off four willow leaves and gave two to Wang Zhuo. When the two of them wiped the leaves on their eyelids, they found more than ten female ghosts approaching with either miserable or resentful expressions.

"Master, it's Lin Zhuzhu!"

Wang Zhuo suddenly discovered the figure of Lin Zhuzhu among the wronged souls.

Fourth Uncle Feng said: "This evil way not only practices corpse movement to poison the living, but also doesn't spare the dead. It's really abominable! Today we must do justice for heaven! Ah Wei, recite the mantra to save them!"

Wang Zhuo said: "But then there will be no one to protect you!"

Uncle Feng said: "I have a jade pendant to protect me, so don't worry about me."

Wang Zhuo had no choice but to recite the mantra to be saved. Being saved was a grinding job. It was not just a matter of saying, "Quiet your anger and hurry up and get reincarnated."

Instead, we must first dissolve evil spirits and resolve grievances, then recite a mantra to prevent them from pain, thirst, and hunger. Finally, we can communicate with the underworld to promise benefits and open the passage to the underworld before we can send the wronged souls to the afterlife. We must remember it afterwards.

Burn the money of the Great Underworld Treasure to give to the errands, otherwise these dead souls will only suffer more if they are stuck and prevented from being reincarnated.

Of course, this is just because ordinary Taoist priests have a low status and the ghosts and gods in their establishment do not give them face, which is why they are so troublesome.

If the Heavenly Master takes action, just give an order casually, and all the ghosts and gods in the organization will come to flatter you.

Officer Lin on the side suddenly felt chills and his shoulders were sore and heavy. He couldn't help asking: "Awei, what's going on?"

Wang Zhuo glanced at him and found that there were three ghosts stacked on top of his head and on his shoulders, desperately sucking his yang energy.

He kept chanting curses in his mouth, and his eyes signaled him to come here.

Officer Lin rubbed his arms and ran over. The magnetic field on Wang Zhuo's body forced the three evil spirits back, and Officer Lin suddenly felt warm.

On the top floor of the Bank of China Building, two elders cast spells on the portrait between two chrysanthemums.

Among the chrysanthemums is a sketch that has just been completed, and the painting is the same as that of Uncle Feng.

As the spell was completed, the portrait tore open on its own, taking the shape of a small human being.

Michiko Nishitaka pulled out five red ropes and threw them at the villain.

The red ropes tied the limbs and neck of the villain respectively, and pulled them in five directions.

Uncle Feng at the other end felt his neck and limbs tighten, and then a strange force gradually increased, trying to cut him into pieces.

Fourth Uncle Feng secretly thought it was not good, but he remained calm and composed, making a hand seal, and the Maoshan jade pendant on his chest emitted a ray of fire, burning down his shoulders towards his hands.

Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, two of the five red wires on Michiko's hand caught fire and were burned.

Fourth Uncle Feng's hands were free again, he quickly pulled out the incense from the incense burner and burned it on his throat.

As soon as the incense was lit, the red thread in his throat was ignited and burned. Uncle Feng, who was breathing again, didn't even have time to take a few more breaths.

He reached out and grabbed five or six eggs and threw them forward.

The egg exploded, and the two elders who cast the spell seemed to have been punched in the face. Their noses were sore and tears fell, and the spell was interrupted.

Without their blessing, Michiko's power to pull the red thread can only be equal to Feng Si's own strength.

Feng Si took the opportunity to burn the remaining two red threads with incense.

Michiko's face was solemn and she said in Japanese: "The Chinese have powerful magic altars. Fighting on the altar is not our strong point. Please two elders to hold him back. He has been exposed. I will kill him."

The elders nodded and each took out their maces, ready to cast spells on the paper figures again.

Uncle Feng listened to them chattering for a while and didn't know what they were talking about, but he heard Michiko suddenly say:

"Fellow Taoist, we have no conflict with each other. If we continue to fight, we will both lose, so why not negotiate for peace? As long as you agree, I can offer you 2 million U.S. dollars, and from now on, we will each go our separate ways."

Fourth Uncle Feng said coldly: "Who is your Taoist friend? Since ancient times, good and evil have been at odds with each other, and they have been fighting for life! We have different Taoisms and do not want to conspire with each other. We have nothing to say!"

Michiko said: "If you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink wine as a penalty, then let me see the real chapter!"

She pushed the seal, and a ray of ice mist passed through the mirror and hit Uncle Feng.

Fourth Uncle Feng couldn't bear to show weakness. He had already seen that the opponent's altar method was not his strong point. Of course, he had to use his strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses, so he took advantage of the victory and pursued it.

He reached out and grabbed two handfuls of rice and threw them towards the candlelight.

The candle flame instantly exploded into two pillars of fire, which offset the ice mist and continued to burn towards Michiko.
To be continued...