I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 5 Did you eat Maiwang?
The chain hit the talisman, like a battering ram hitting a bronze door, making a deafening roar, which also drowned out the old Taoist's words.

Before the old Taoist priest could counterattack, a strong wind came from behind him.

Glancing over, I saw a mourning stick covered with talismans, whistling like thunder, and the talismans were dancing in the air!

What made his scalp tingle was that in the hall, countless ghost officials were waving magic weapons and rushing towards him fearlessly.

"disease!"

The old Taoist priest made a hand gesture and a Sanqing Bell appeared above his head. The bell rang automatically without wind, and the clear and soul-stirring sounds blew away the ghosts.

He took the opportunity to angrily scold:
"This boy is just a wandering ghost, but he happened to borrow the power of the Candle Dragon. Don't be deceived by him! Let me tell you that attacking and killing an angel is a heavier crime!"

It would have been better if he hadn't said this. After he said it, the ghost messengers thought about how Lu Wujiu could restore the Emperor's Palace to its original state with a wave of his hand, and they worked even harder to activate their magic weapons.

The Soul Binder shouted angrily:
"You are a dying thief, yet you dare to bark and ravage me! You are guilty of deceiving the wicked! Your crime is even greater than yours!"

"Bastard!"

The old Taoist priest was furious, and as his tongue lashed out like thunder, a talisman sword shot out from his mouth and pierced through the soul-catching envoy's head!
"boom!"

The sword flashed past, and the Soul-Catcher's head shattered.

The ghost messengers were so frightened that their faces changed drastically, and the siege was halted.

Since they started working, they have been the only ones who have suppressed and killed the little devils, and no little devils have ever dared to resist.

Unexpectedly, the Soul Catcher was beheaded by a single sword strike?
Seeing this, the old Taoist priest felt refreshed and laughed wildly, "Hahaha, a bunch of lonely ghosts, whose abilities were all taught to them by me, yet they dare to attack me, you're asking for your own life!"

Before he finished speaking, his hand suddenly pointed at Lu Wujiu.

"call out!"

The talisman sword ran like lightning, drew an arc of light, and shot forward.

"Buzz!"

The flying sword was as fast as light and shot close to Lu Wujiu, but suddenly stopped, humming and vibrating, unable to move forward any further.

Lu Wujiu sat calmly on the throne, not paying any attention to the flying sword in front of him, and said coldly:
"Friend Li, you have indeed gone astray. Considering that we have some camaraderie, I will give you a chance to end your life!"

The old Taoist priest stared at this scene blankly, and suddenly shouted in horror:

"You ate Pulse?!"

"Bang!"

A mourning stick took advantage of the old Taoist priest's distraction and hit him hard on the head.

The knock made his whole body stiffen and his eyes became clear.

When one person succeeds, all the ghosts swarm over and summon all kinds of magical instruments.

"roll!"

The old Taoist priest reacted with pain, roared angrily, and suddenly turned around and rushed towards Lu Wujiu!
"Give me back my pulse! Give me back my pulse!"

However, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the hall, blowing the old Taoist priest to and fro, unable to move forward.

When the ghost officials saw this scene, how could they be willing to give up the opportunity to beat the downtrodden dog?

They attacked madly.

The old Taoist priest, who was already unable to move and almost mentally collapsed, was besieged by the ghost officials and immediately lost control and went berserk.

"Get out, you bastard!"

"A bunch of lonely ghosts, do you really think that helping this thief will get you promoted and rich? Bullshit! You are just ghost messengers in the book. It's all a dream, a dream!"

"I taught you all these skills. Everything is fake, fake!"

"This is the world in the book! It's not the real underworld! Hahahaha..."

"You are just a ritual I set up!"

The old Taoist priest cursed incoherently, frantically exposing the truth, but no one around him listened to his nonsense. Lu Wujiu's phrase "possessed by the devil" had become his most true portrayal!
Under the siege of ghosts, the old Taoist priest's Sanqing Bell finally couldn't hold on. It let out a mournful cry as it was about to fall, and fell to the ground with a ding-dong sound.

"what--"

A steel fork that came from nowhere pierced the old Taoist priest's back, causing him to scream in pain. The severe pain and the fear of death finally awakened some of his rationality.

He glared at Lu Wujiu angrily, finally gave up, turned around and rushed out of the hall.

His escape made the ghost officials even more excited.

They cursed and swore angrily, and used all their magic weapons, fists, feet, and minions. In return, they were met with flickering talisman lights. Ghost officials kept dying under the talismans, and ghost officials kept tearing off a piece of the old Taoist's soul.

In the melee, the old Taoist priest rolled and crawled out of the Emperor's Palace. Black smoke and cold wind blew up out of nowhere and swept him in. The other ghost officials wanted to get closer, but were blown away by the black smoke and cold wind.

When Lu Wujiu saw this scene, he thought to himself that this was not good!

The old Taoist priest came here as a soul. After returning to reality, once he burned the human skin book made of nitrate, he would lose his capital to rely on!
However, he wanted to stop the old Taoist priest, but his understanding of this world was still at a very shallow stage;

In addition, the way the old Taoist entered and exited obviously showed that he used some special magical powers, so that even if he blew up a strong wind, it would be useless!

Before he could come up with a response, the sudden black smoke and gloomy wind dissipated, and the old Taoist priest disappeared without a trace.

broken!

Lu Wujiu immediately became nervous and looked out through the book.

Outside the book, a cold wind suddenly blew, making the nitrate-coated human-skin book rustle. A residual soul rushed out of the book, followed the incense, and entered the body of an old Taoist priest who was sitting cross-legged.

The old Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes, and a look of madness instantly filled his cloudy eyes.

"Thieves! Thieves! They're all thieves!"

"My pulse, my pulse, give me back my pulse!"

While howling, the old Taoist priest drew out the Seven Star Sword on his knees and staggered out.

Excellent!

Lu Wujiu was secretly delighted. He crawled out of the book and glanced at the surrounding environment. His eyes immediately fell on the nitrate-coated human skin book. He stretched out his hand and brushed it. The pages that had been difficult to turn with great effort were now as light as a feather and as docile as a dog.

With a thought in his mind, the human skin book turned into a ray of light and fell into his body.

This made him feel relieved. He turned around and was about to leave. When he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something and quickly turned around to search the house.

Unfortunately, he probably really turned into a ghost, and nothing could be moved, from tables, chairs, and antique shelves to books and papers.

The human-skin book that looks like a small world can only hold ghosts and cannot take away any material.

However, this is not absolute. The old Taoist priest's protective magic weapon, the Sanqing Bell, fell into the human skin book, and he could take it out with a thought.

Lu Wujiu guessed that the human skin book should not be able to hold ordinary things.

Therefore, after he found that he could not take the books with him, he set his search target on things like magical instruments.

After some searching, he actually found a few things.

They are: a paperweight, several pieces of talisman paper, and a bronze bowl with a little cinnabar residue in the bowl.

Apart from this, there is nothing else that can be contained.

At this time, shouts and screams were heard one after another outside the house. Lu Wujiu was worried that the night would be too long and he would have more trouble, so he simply turned around and left without staying.

After leaving the room, the dazzling sunlight outside was like a sea of ​​scorching fire, making it impossible for him to move.

"Is he really a ghost?"

He sighed, looked around, and then walked out along the shadow of the wall.

No matter what, we can't stay here anymore.

He was not sure whether the crazy old Taoist priest would suddenly wake up, find the human skin book and burn it.

So it’s better to retreat now!
(End of this chapter)