Becoming God With Spirits

　　 "Master, it's not good, there is a spiritual practitioner setting up an altar nearby."

　　 Just as Zhou Kai silently digested the inheritance information, Tong Leqing suddenly appeared next to Zhou Kai, speaking in panic.

　　 Zhou Kai regained his senses, and said by mistake: "Cultivator? Is it great?"

　　Tong Leqing shook his head: "Taoism is not high, but human practitioners are not easy to figure out. It depends on the method of magic to know how powerful it is."

　　 Zhou Kai silently.

　　 It's impossible for this sudden cultivator to come here by chance. This is all about to start!

　　 Is it against me, or against this villa?

　　 Zhou Kai thought. He raised his arm and saw that on his wrist, the grimace pattern was still there, lurking, just like a tattoo.

　　 This thing is a curse. It is the consequence of buying a villa by himself and bearing the consequences for that Nobita.

　　 But Nobita didn't know, this curse had no pressure on him.

　　 Just to avoid trouble, Zhou Kai did not eliminate the curse.

　　 It seems that this matter is not over yet.

　　 Thoughtfully, Zhou Kai decided to go out and have a look. If it is really a follow-up to this curse, then don’t blame yourself for being impolite.

　　 asked the practitioner where the altar was, Zhou Kai took a long-handled broadsword and walked away.

　　As soon as he left the gate of the villa, Zhou Kai paused, and in the woods not far ahead, an old man with white hair turned out.

　　 also seemed to suddenly see Zhou Kai, and the old way was stunned.

　　 Looking at each other, Zhou Kai showed a kind smile.

　　 Old Dao's eyes flashed, and he straightened his waist immediately, showing the demeanor of an expert on his body, and then walked towards Zhou Kai. He stretched out his hand to give a salute, and said: "Good people, come here presumably, I would be bothered."

　　 Zhou Kai smiled and said, "The Daoist is polite, but who are you?"

　　 The old Dao's complexion became solemn, and he said, "Good people, the old roads have passed through the local area, and the evil spirits are permeating the hills. So I checked and found that it was a big deal."

　　 said, the old-fashioned tone said quietly: "A good man knows that you have a catastrophe."

　　 Zhou Kai's expression was dissatisfied for an instant: "Dao Master, you've passed your words, I live here well, without causing trouble or hiring, there is no big disaster."

The old way said: "What the old way said is not a lie. I saw that your Yintang was black and you were entangled with evil spirits. You must have been targeted by evil men. Well, if my view is true, the arm of a good man must be abnormal recently. That is the mark left by evil evil."

　　 Zhou Kai's complexion changed.

　　 The old way smiled. He used this trick to do no harm, and then only needed to use a few tricks to convince him and treat him as a real god.

　　 Mortals are always in awe of mystery.

　　 I was proud, suddenly the old-fashioned eyes shrank.

　　 I saw Zhou Kai suddenly backhand, his long knife was like the wind, and he swiped across the old road's neck.

　　 This knife was almost a deliberate full blow by Zhou Kai, even if it was an iron man, it could be cut in one fell swoop.

　　 Although the old way has a cultivation base, it is a way of magic. He is a bad old man, a flesh and blood body, how to resist Zhou Kai with all his strength.

After 　　 the knife was lighted, the old-fashioned head flew away, and it landed seven or eight meters away, and it rolled two times, while the old-fashioned neck spurted blood.

　　 His head fell to the ground and his eyes were round.

　　 This, the routine is wrong!

　　 Why did you kill someone! Go crazy!

After 　　, Zhou Kai breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 Tong Leqing said, this practitioner is not easy, and Zhou Kai faced it for the first time. He was a little worried and pretended to be stupid.

　　 However, it seems that even if this old way is powerful, it is afraid that it is also powerful in spells, and the physical skills should be average.

　　 Now that the corpse is separated by a knife, it should not be possible to do it!

　　 Relaxed, Zhou Kai saw the headless corpse again, his neck spurted blood, and frowned.

　　 This is his first murder.

　　 Even though he has seen a lot of ghosts, he is also a little strange, and his thinking has long changed and I don't know how much.

　　 But the killing among the same kind, Zhou Kai also felt a little nauseous, uncomfortable, and a little helpless.

　　 I am invincible, so I am not afraid. But the same kind is different, let alone a cultivator, now even if someone shoots at him from a distance, he will rarely run away.

　　 This old way is obviously aimed at oneself, this is still nonsense, either he died or I died, what else can be said.

　　 Well, there is this curse.

　　 I wanted to keep it, maybe I can make Ye Zheng feel at ease, and it's best for everyone not to disturb each other.

　　 Now it seems that my heart is too kind!

　　 His eyes turned cold, Zhou Kai harnessed the power of warding off evil spirits, came out, covering his arms.

　　 Just as Zhou Kai acted, the grimace pattern suddenly floated with black light, and then quickly disappeared and disappeared.

　　 Zhou Kai was taken aback, driving the power of warding off evil spirits, and after repeated investigations, he found that the curse seemed to have disappeared from himself, without a trace at all.

what's the situation?

　　 Could it be that this curse was also imposed by this old way? Once he died, this curse would have no imprisonment?

　　I was puzzled by the witchcraft, and Zhou Kai stopped thinking about it. He found Tong Leqing, took away the old corpse, cleaned up the blood, and then told him that the old soul had given it. It was a reward. This made Tong Leqing overjoyed.

The soul of a cultivator is a great tonic. After eating this, one's own strength will definitely rise. Don't worry about being missed by another of the same kind around you~www.NovelMTL.com~ Let Tong Leqing handle it on the spot, and Zhou Kai will continue walking. .

　　 The old way is dead, but the altar he set up is still there. Zhou Kai needs to check it clearly and not leave any troubles.

At the same time, in Los Angeles, USA, in a huge and luxurious meeting room on the top floor of a skyscraper, a group of people are having a meeting. Among them is Ye Zheng. Although he has a good status, his foreign language is bad. Most of what people say here Do not understand. Coming here is just a cutscene as a representative, and the work tasks are done by assistants.

　　 But Ye Zheng also put on a serious look, pretending to be similar.

　　 was listening, suddenly Ye Zheng felt uncomfortable all over, as if his back was itchy, it was not good to scratch, and it was uncomfortable not to scratch.

　　 Finally, the itch was too much to bear. Ye Zheng couldn't help but reach out to scratch, but the more it scratched, the more itchy, not only the back but also other parts of his body began to itch.

　　 Rolling up his sleeves inadvertently, Ye Zheng suddenly had a horror. The grimace that made him feel uneasy day and night, and was finally cursed by the transferred grimace, suddenly appeared again at this moment, and his grimace was terrifying, looking particularly scary.

　　 "No, no, no, I..." While grabbing frantically, Ye Zheng jumped up in horror, disturbing the others in the meeting.

　　 There are blacks, whites, men, and women, all of whom are social elites. They noticed the movement and expressed dissatisfaction, but soon they were all scared. Oumaika, No, God, Devil and other words came out of her mouth, and then quickly avoided.

　　 At this time, Ye Zheng, his body was festering, and he looked like he was being splashed with sulfuric acid.

　　 "Help me, help me..." Ye Zheng grabbed his own flesh and rushed to others pleadingly.

　　 But at this time, whoever dared to touch him, the crowd screamed and dispersed. Even Ye Zheng's assistant disappeared.