With the chanting of the sacrificial rites, the second uncle is still continuing his ritual.

When the sacrificial oration mentioned Ma Linxiang's birthday and death.

The second uncle walked to the position where a tile was placed between two bricks, held a mahogany sword, pointed the sword point directly at the tile, and shouted: "Break!"

However, it stands to reason that the tiles should shatter in response to the sound, but there was no movement at all.

"No way, is it that the poor Taoist is old and his mana is weak?"

The second uncle muttered to himself, swiped the mahogany sword again, shouted sharply again, and shouted: "Break!"

The tiles are also unresponsive.

The second uncle was puzzled, what's the situation? This is!

At this moment, Second Master felt a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, none of the people present could understand what was going on.

The second uncle approached the tile carelessly, and poked it outside suddenly, and the tile shattered.

"Fa Cheng!"

Second Master shouted to the people behind him.

Zhu Dachang walked to Ma Linxiang's grave, and said solemnly:

"My good brother, although you have already left, don't worry, if your wife needs me for anything, I will definitely do my best.

In addition, when my sister-in-law gives birth to a child, I will be your son's godfather, and if anyone bullies him in the future, I will beat him up! "

"Brother, go all the way, I will give you some paper money during the holidays, you know, brother, I am in this business, and the paper is all at the wholesale price, so I guarantee it will be enough.

If you spend your days and nights down there, and it's still not enough, just give me a dream, just tell me, and I'll burn it for you again.

Hey, speaking of it, since you were chased away by your father last time, our brothers haven't seen each other for many years.

Who would have expected that when we meet again, you will be dead. "

As Zhu Dachang said, his face was full of sadness.

Ma Linxiang was indeed one of his few good friends, but now they are gone.

"Dachang, let's go, the second master is calling you."

A disciple came over, patted Zhu Dachang on the shoulder, and said:

"Congratulations."

Zhu Dachang nodded, put the unpleasant matter behind him, ran over, and said:

"Second uncle, did you call me?"

Second Master glanced around, hummed, and said:

"Dachang, do you think Second Uncle is getting old?"

Zhu Dachang didn't know why the second uncle said that, but he is an honest man, and he can't tell nonsense, so he nodded honestly and said:

"Second uncle, you are a bit too old. Look at what you did just now. If no one helped you, you might not even be able to walk steadily."

The second uncle thought about it, but he was not angry. He was right, he was getting old, but he continued to ask:

"Dachang, do you think Second Uncle's morality has declined?"

"Does it work?"

Zhu Dachang murmured:

"It should be lowered. What's the matter, Second Uncle, what are you talking about? It's okay. In fact, you did a good job in the previous ritual."

The second uncle hesitated to speak, but in the end he shook his head and did not express his doubts.

Just now, he failed to break the tile with magic power twice in a row. There may be two reasons for such a problem. The first is that he is old and his cultivation has regressed too much.

The second is that Ma Linxiang's date of birth and time of death are not correct.

But where the problem is, the second uncle is now full of doubts.

There is no way to verify the verification. There should be no mistakes in this information. Speaking of it, it is old and useless.

The second uncle sighed secretly, hey, old people are useless.

The second uncle looked at Zhu Dachang again, the only one who could inherit his mantle was Zhu Dachang, but this kid is a bit stupid, I don't know how much he can learn after a hundred years.

"Forget it, why do you think about it? Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and they also have their own good fortune. How can they care so much!"

The second uncle shook his head, and stopped thinking about this problem. People are getting old, so it's better to live open-mindedly.

After descending the mountain, it was almost noon, Xu Ce and Ye Qian didn't mind at all, had a funeral banquet at Ma's house, and then returned to the restaurant.

It was getting dark.

A gust of dark wind suddenly blew over the grave where Ma Linxiang was buried.

A ghost figure floatingly appeared on the grave.

Ma Linxiang stood in front of the tombstone, looked at the words on it, and sneered for a while.

After a day and a night, Ma Linxiang's soul and body have been completely fused, and his memory has recovered. How he died is now clear.

Ma Linxiang laughed at himself and said:

"I didn't expect that I, Ma Linxiang, would die in such a useless way. It's ridiculous to steal a chicken and throw a handful of rice!"

Silence, except for the wind, there is no other.

After a while, Ma Linxiang's face became ferocious. He wanted revenge. Zhang Kai and the others, since they murdered him, it's not a gentleman to take revenge!

After thinking about it, Ma Linxiang looked in the direction of the town!

Whoosh!

The ghost image suddenly disappeared on the spot.

After a while, Ma Linxiang appeared in the Ma's house, but now he is no longer a living person, but a ghost!

Ma Linxiang was wandering in the house, and he didn't have much emotion when he was alive, but now that he is dead, Ma Linxiang actually has a feeling that everything is right and wrong.

How ridiculous that there is no longer a member of the Ma family in Nuoda's Ma family house!

My old father who died early, you are really a fool!

Ma Linxiang shook his head and laughed at himself.

As he walked, Ma Linxiang met his enemies, Zhang Kaihe and Li Yueying!

Ma Linxiang gritted his teeth, hating these bastards and himself for leading wolves into the house.

Ma Linxiang stared at the backs of several people, strangled them to death, leaving no one behind!

And Zhang Kaihe is also a Taoist priest with some abilities. He may not be able to deal with evil ghosts, but rubbish ghosts like Ma Linxiang, hehe, he is still sure enough.

There was a sudden pause when he opened his body, and a chilly feeling came from his neck, which made him frowned, wondering if something unclean was staring at them?

Moreover, the coolness is getting bigger and bigger, as if something is approaching him.

Zhang Kaihe didn't hesitate anymore, cast a spell suddenly, turned around and threw a formula behind him.

boom!

Dao Jue's mana fluctuations suddenly rushed out.

Ma Linxiang also didn't expect the opponent to make a sudden attack at all, and was caught off guard and was hit straight.

A scream hit the wall behind.

Ma Linxiang was startled, mmp, it hurts so much, I can't beat it, so I'll dodge first and then think of other ways.

Ma Linxiang was very distressed, thinking that he had become a ghost, so he should be even stronger, but who knew that he was not as strong as when he was alive.

Opening and staring at the front, the brow condensed into a ball, who is it?

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