The third uncle dismissed everyone in the yard.

Seeing the third uncle's rosy face again and his confident words, the others all left and returned home in doubt.

"Sir, can we leave now?"

"certainly."

As for Muramasa, he naturally followed them. Although he was a little scared, for some reason, he was full of confidence when he saw Liang Du.

This scholar is no ordinary person.

Thinking of the holes in his third uncle's house, he couldn't help but look at Liang Du again.

How much power does this thin body contain?

The third uncle led the way. For some reason, his steps were a little faster.

You must send your children to study.

I once met a scholar who said that Zi Bu Yu had strange powers and confused spirits, but he still didn't understand.

At this moment he finally had some enlightenment.

It turns out that when you study, you really don’t have to be afraid of ghosts and gods.

Now that I have a huge fortune, if I don't support a scholar, I'm really sorry for my hard work.

This time, all the troubles will be solved, and I finally don't have to worry anymore.

He didn't know that he was in high spirits at the moment, all because of Liang Du's influence.

Although the third level of contemplation does not open the divine eye, it can easily influence the mentality of ordinary people.

"Sir, this is Zhaipo's house."

The third uncle brought Liang Du to a small hut.

Liang Du did not walk in.

He glanced at the house in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Really cautious.

There is no need to go in here anymore. No wonder I didn't feel that this house was the place where the papermaker lived last night.

However, this does not mean that Liang Du is helpless. On the contrary, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, full of smile.

"Third uncle, could you please give me the things Zhaipo gave you?"

After hearing this, the third uncle's expression changed, and then he forced a smile.

"Sir, what are you talking about? Zhaipo disappeared and didn't give me anything at all."

"Really? Shall I go then?"

Liang Du smiled half-heartedly, but his eyes clearly told his third uncle that if you don't cooperate, he won't meddle any more.

The third uncle felt the determination in Liang Du's words and knew that he would not be able to muddle through again this time.

So he could only smile.

"Muramasa, can you go aside and rest first?"

Muramasa was about to speak, but was stopped by Liang Du.

He looked at his third uncle with a half-smile. The third uncle felt helpless, thinking about the lives of his family and his children, and he felt cruel in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a paper figure from his body with a needle on it.

Muramasa exclaimed at this time.

Because there are three words written on the paper figure.

"Lu Laoqi!"

Prick the villain!

Three words flashed through Muramasa's mind instantly.

Third uncle was very embarrassed.

"Third uncle, what on earth is going on?"

The third uncle quickly opened his mouth to explain.

"Muramasa, don't misunderstand me. Aren't I afraid that the evil spirit of the Seventh Old Man will come to harm others?

You also know the recent situation. This is the amulet given to me by Zhai Po before she left.

My purpose is to suppress the evil spirit of Old Seven, so don’t think too much about it.”

Muramasa was doubtful, but said nothing.

Liang Du didn't seem to mind this situation.

He held the origami figure and smiled slightly.

It was just that he took action instantly, and the third uncle only felt a pain in his forehead, and then saw a drop of blood on Liang Du's fingertip.

That was the blood on his forehead, and the third uncle suddenly understood.

When the origami figure touches blood, it immediately turns red.

Before the third uncle could react, he saw Liang Du flying directly.

"You go back first. When I come back, the matter will be solved."

On the ground, Muramasa and his third uncle looked blankly at each other.

After a while, the third uncle knelt down directly.

Immortal!

You are saved!

.......

Outside Tanluo Village.

In the forest, there is a small wooden house.

This was originally a place where hunters would rest during their journey.

At this moment, there was an old man in sackcloth and an old woman sitting quietly in the room.

Who else could this be, if not a credit cutter and a papermaker?

The papermaker's eyes were dark at this moment.

"I'm always a little uneasy right now. Knife seller, have you found any problems?"

The knife dealer shook his head.

However, he does not doubt the old woman's intuition, but now, they cannot leave.

At this point in the plan, they were just about to reach the final goal. Since they had no specific sense of danger, they could not leave and could only wait.

"Don't be anxious, we will succeed soon. As long as they all die in Lu Laoqi's hands, I will be able to refine another sword.

When the time comes, he will be buried under Tanluo Village. When the secret place appears, it will be another sharp weapon.

I hope that this piece of shit in Huapi will not fall off the chain. When the time comes, we will start working together and stop building the Chenghuang Temple in Yongcheng."

The old woman nodded when she heard this.

The place they picked was one of the key points of Feng Shui in Yong City, and it was also one of the most remote locations.

In addition, they are very careful and almost always use remote control, so there will be no problems.

Even if Du Zhishan is a blessing from the City God's Temple, the feng shui has not been restored yet, so he should not be able to detect the movement here.

"I hope I'm overly worried, but Lu Laoqi's evil spirit quickly returned to the tomb last night. Is there anything unexpected?"

The man who borrowed the knife shook his head.

"It's okay. The knife I put on it didn't warn me. I think the evil spirit went too smoothly and went back early.

But that’s fine, the sword that will be refined by then will definitely be as powerful as possible.”

At this moment, the expressions of the two people suddenly changed.

An explosive aura, majestic and unobstructed, was approaching rapidly.

They had encountered this smell before.

That day tour envoy from Yongcheng!

Their faces immediately turned pale.

"Walk!"

The old woman looked at her last remaining paper substitute with heartache.

But for the sake of my own life, I can't control that much.
To be continued...