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263:Dead Soul Curse

"No need, I will go back." Nan Li said, he whispered a few words in the ears of Night Si, and then took out a teleportation symbol. On the public hall, in the eyes of the public, the disappearance was disappeared without a trace.

Then, then

Cao Pei couldn't help but widened his eyes.

Those cold martial arts also made a surprise voice.

Ye Sihuan remembered what Nan Li said, and turned his head and instructed Qingfeng to do it.

It was just a tea time before and after. Everyone didn't even say a few words. When there was a wind in the public hall, two figures appeared.

Master Ling Zhen was wearing a simple robe, and was for the first time with a conveyor symbol. When it landed, some stoods were unstable.

Nan Li grabbed his arm, and his strength was not small to support people steadily: "Master, are you okay?"

"Fortunately, it's a bit dizzy." Master Ling Zhen slowly, looking around, seeing that he really came to Dali Temple in Kyoto at once, and surprised and sighed. "This transmitted symbol is really amazing and convenient.

There is also inventory, selling old ladies. "

"Talking about this after this matter. If I promise the master now, it will make people feel that I am bribe the master." Nan Li said.

Master Ling Zhen had already clearly came to this purpose. He was right, and said, "A teleportation symbol is not enough to let the old man fight."

Cao Gelang has greeted him at this moment, and a Buddhist ceremony was combined with both hands: "Master Ling Zhen."

When the emperor died, Master Ling Zhen had been to the palace chanting. Cao Ge was fortunate to have seen Master Ling Zhen once.

The master's person, he trusts.

Master Ling Zhen glanced at him, and his eyebrows frowned slightly. He said: "The princess has explained the situation with the old man. Please rest assured that the old man will try his best to find the truth and return your student to a fairness."

"Master of Labor." Cao Ge, thank you.

Master Ling Zhen turned and urged: "The corpse."

If Sun Yaozu is really killed by the left side of the door, he must check the autopsy early, otherwise the traces will soon disappear.

Qin Zheng immediately made people carry the corpse.

White cloth opened.

After understanding and suture, there is a long scar on the belly.

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but tremble and felt disgusting.

Cao Ge always saw that his students not only had no life, but also had to be checked by the stomach.

He vowed that if Chu Huan was really a murderer, he would not be soft -hearted!

Master Ling Zhen observed the body.

Nanli wants to avoid suspicion and retreat.

Ye Sihuan was a little confused: "I didn't see anything."

He thought that Sun Yaozu was injured by others first, but Chu Huan was unlucky and just met.

And A Li has never seen Sun Yaozu's body at the beginning, how did she determine it?

"You can't see it, it's right. This curse is delicate and secretive." Nan Li didn't turn his head, but he stared at Sun Yaozu's body.

Ye Sihuan was even more confused. How did she know the spell?

At this moment, Master Ling Zhen squinted his eyes slightly, and his hand with a beads stunned on the corpse.

A ray of light and fluttering black mist immediately spread out!

If not all of them looked at it all at all, they would not be aware of it at all.

However, the strands of dark mist left the corpse and was also aggressive. It immediately plundered to Cao Ge's old body.

Master Ling Zhen sank, pinched the Buddha's seal, flew out of the beads, and then fastened the dark mist.

The black mist could not escape, the horizontal collision, the strength gradually faded, and the seeing was about to dissipate.

Everyone could see clearly, and they touched.

Cao Ge is also shocked: "What is this?"

He felt the breath of death just now.

Master Ling Zhen's eyes are heavy: "It is the mantra of the dead soul, planting on the living person, can easily win people's lives."

Chu Huan immediately reacted: "In other words, isn't it that I killed someone, but Sun Yaozu was cursed?"

"That's the meaning of this." Master Ling Zhen nodded.

Chu Huan was relieved, crying with joy.

He didn't have blood on his hands, it was really good.

In the Han martial arts, someone questioned: "Mantra? I have never heard of such a murder! Master Cao, we are not familiar with any way of mantra.

After all, the monk was invited by the Nine Princess.

Cao Ge's old time also fell into contemplation and couldn't get an idea.

Nan Li said: "Sun Yaozu is so deadly, you don't believe it is normal. However, there must be a result of the cause of the cause of the cause, who will be planted in the end.

Prove everything. "

She nodded.

Master Ling Zhen hummed, raised his hand to remove the imprisonment curse.

The dark mist is fluttering.

Everyone stared.

But suddenly, Nan Li suddenly appeared in front of the little official, holding his hand tightly.

She smiled, and she was cold and oppressed: "Don't throw it."

Little officials look pale.

Because he was holding in his hand, it was a ripped rune.

I want to struggle to pull it back, but Nan Li seems to be very powerful, almost crushing his hands.

He was so painful that his forehead was sweating, his face was twisted, "Quick ... let go of me!"

A fixed manusted manner was stuck on the small official, and he couldn't move anymore. He could only watch Nan Li take away from his own hands.

He was shocked and anxious, and he was busy explaining: "This is just my amulet!"

"Faculty?" Nan Li opened it and glanced. "This symbol can pull the dead soul. As soon as it is torn, it triggers the mantra of the living people and makes people die immediately."

Master Ling Zhen came over and looked at it, "Well, it is true."

"You are exquisitely mantra, it is really easy to grow on the living person, and it will not be easily detected. What is difficult is how to accurately control Sun Yaozu's death in my third brother."

The person who can trigger the dead curse must also be on the scene. "

"Slandering me! Master Cao, I don't! They want me to give Chu Santao!" The little official shouted.

"Then why do you want to throw away this rune? This black mist can't return to you at all, but I just cheated you." Nan Li turned around and said to Cao Ge, "Master Cao believes me and Ling Zhen and Ling Zhen

The master's words, then ask other Taoist priests. At a glance, they knew what the evil door was, and what role was it. "

As soon as she came to Dali Temple, she heard that Sun Yaozu died of a burst of heart pulses, and she guessed that he was probably calculated by the left side of the door.

She believes in the third brother 100 %, so the little official said that when the third brother had two punch, she doubted the person.

However, he had to avoid suspicion, so he asked Master Ling Zhen to take a trip and let him test the truth.

Master Cao looked at the little officials deeply, and asked his attendant to arrange.

At this time, the little official's face was white and white. He was very panicked at the time when he was murdered. He forgot to throw the rune.

Now waiting for Nanli to mention it, he remembers that he still holds this evil door, so he wants to handle it secretly.
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