Chapter 297: The villain dies because of his talkativeness, and so do the good guys

Yan Qing, Tang Yuanyuan and Xiao Xiao found an old residential area according to the address given by Yang Fan.

When they arrived, the evil cultivator had already sensed that the corpse he had created was destroyed and was about to run away.

The three of them were stuck on the road.

"Which sect are you from? How dare you ruin my business!"

This was a neighborhood that was about to be demolished. There was no one around and no lights. The moonlight shining on Wu Laoer's face made him look particularly hideous and terrifying.

Without saying a word, Tang Yuanyuan took out his flashlight that could produce up to 100,000 lumens of light, and turned it on with a click. The bright light made it impossible for Wu Laoer to open his eyes, and he could see everything behind him clearly.

Behind the evil cultivator, there were two men with numb expressions. It was obvious that they were resentful corpses who had lost their minds.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yan Qing rushed in and punched Wu Laoer in the face. The latter reacted quickly and barely dodged Yan Qing's fist when it was about to hit his face.

Wu Laoer didn't expect that Yan Qing and the others would not play by the rules and start fighting right away. The most important thing is, which Taoist priest carries such a big and bright flashlight?
After barely dodging Yan Qing's punch, Wu Laoer angrily ordered the two resentful corpses to rush up and kill them.

Two resentful corpses rushed towards Yan Qing and the others with their bloody mouths wide open. Yan Qing casually threw out two heavenly thunder talismans.

"Draw the thunder, drive away all evil, strike!"

A few bolts of lightning struck, and in an instant, the two corpses were chopped into pieces without leaving any traces.

Wu Lao Er: ? ? Which Taoist temple’s prodigal son is this, using the Heavenly Thunder Talisman like this? ?

See Yan Qing use the Heavenly Thunder Talisman.

Wu Laoer had already vaguely guessed who he was, cursed his bad luck in his heart, turned around and ran!
He had just run a few steps when he was caught by Yan Qing. Before he could beg for mercy, the other party punched him in the dantian.

In an instant, Wu Laoer's cultivation was destroyed.

Wu Laoer, who originally looked like a man in his thirties, aged at a speed visible to the naked eye and turned into an old man with white hair and a wrinkled face.

Yan Qing let go of his hand, and his body lost its strength and fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

"My...my cultivation! Ahhhh!" Wu Laoer couldn't accept that the cultivation he had cultivated for half his life was gone like that, and he went crazy.

Yan Qing turned around and gave Tang Yuanyuan a look.

The latter understood what he meant and put the flashlight into the hand of Xiao Xiao, who was still stunned and had not yet recovered from his shock.

He took out the talisman paper to summon the ghost, and soon, the ghost in black uniform appeared at the place.

He looks a little familiar. He is one of the ghost messengers who was summoned by Yan Qing at Yang Fan’s house last time and then escaped.

The strong light made Zheng Kui unable to adapt for a while. He quickly took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and put them on. His eyes immediately felt comfortable.

After working with Tang Yuanyuan and others several times, he has become accustomed to them using such bright flashlights late at night.

Zheng Kui greeted the two with a smile on his face, "Master Yan Qing, Master Tang, good evening. What do you want me to do?"

He was completely different from the person who turned around and ran away before.

Yan Qing told the whole story in a few words and asked Zheng Kui to take away Wu Laoer's soul. He had done many evil things and should go to the underworld to be punished.

Zheng Kui quickly checked Wu Laoer's information and confirmed that it was the same as what Yan Qing and the others said. He immediately hooked Wu Laoer's soul out. Unexpectedly, the moment Zheng Laoer's soul left his body, he turned into an evil ghost, full of resentment, and pounced towards Yan Qing and the others.

Zheng Kui's reaction was not as quick as Yan Qing's. He only saw a flash of lightning and thunder, and then the evil ghost died again.

"Oh my God! I'm so scared!" Zheng Kui jumped and dodged away like a cat whose foot was stepped on, for fear that he would be struck by the lightning.

Tang Yuanyuan: "Come on, Master Zheng Kui, please forgive me for making such a wasted trip." Zheng Kui waved his hands in shock, "It's okay, it's okay..."

Oh my god, this is the bad thing about working with this Taoist priest from Sanqing Palace. He is too direct and rude. He doesn't say anything and kills people the moment they show their heads.

“However, Taoist Yan Qing’s cultivation has improved a lot compared to before,” Zheng Kui looked at Yan Qing with a cold face and swallowed fearfully.

Hearing this, Yan Qing's expression eased a little, he looked down at his hands, and nodded with satisfaction, "My cultivation has indeed improved slightly."

Zheng Kui laughed and said with a more respectful tone, "Master Yan Qing is indeed a young and promising man."

This is not just a slight increase, it is directly more than one level higher, Zheng Kui complained in his heart.

"Since there's nothing else to do, I'll leave first," Zheng Kui sighed, "The gates of hell are about to open, and there will be a lot of things to do."

Yan Qing nodded gently, indicating that he could leave.

“Wait a minute…” Tang Yuanyuan wanted to ask why he ran away after calling them out at Yang Fan’s house before, but Zheng Kui left so quickly that he left before he could finish his words.

Tang Yuanyuan: ...This guy runs really fast.

Yan Qing flicked the non-existent dust off his clothes and said, "Let's go."

Tang Yuanyuan said "oh" and turned off the flashlight. The moment the strong light was turned off, his vision was pitch black. It took him a while to adjust before he could see his surroundings clearly.

"Little Junior Sister, let's go."

Xiao Xiao, who had been standing there blankly without reacting, finally came to his senses and looked at Tang Yuanyuan blankly, "Brother, is this the end?"

Why is this different from the process of Master's exorcism? Doesn't it require an exhausting fight first?

Tang Yuanyuan looked relieved, "It's over."

Xiao Xiao exclaimed in amazement, "Master Yan Qing is so powerful! Brother, you are also so powerful that you can even summon the Yin Messenger."

She hasn't learned these yet.

"It's just a small matter to recruit a ghost messenger," Tang Yuanyuan said proudly, "Junior sister, you will be able to do it in the future."

In fact, he was thinking: I am so awesome! I was able to successfully recruit the Yinchai in one go.

In the past, Tang Yuanyuan might not succeed even once in ten attempts to summon the ghost, but now he succeeded in just one try.

Thank you, Grandmaster!
Tang Yuanyuan was in a good mood and taught Xiao Xiao some tips, "Junior sister, this is the era of technology. Sometimes we have to use technology flexibly when we fight."

Just like his flashlight with 100,000 lumens, it is a must-have item for night battles. Once the light is turned on, it is just like daytime. Not only can you catch your opponent off guard, but you can also clearly see the dangers lurking in the dark.

"But this thing can only be used in places where there are no people. If you use it in crowded places, you may get scolded. You have to use it in different situations."

Xiao Xiao looked at the flashlight in his hand and nodded like a chick pecking at rice, thinking, "I've learned something."

She also wants to prepare a flashlight like this, so that she won’t be afraid of walking at night in the future!

"Also, if you encounter this kind of situation, don't waste time talking nonsense with the other party, asking what sect you are from. Don't waste time talking nonsense with him. Just make sure that he is a bad guy and that's it."

Villains die because they talk too much, and the same goes for heroes.

As they walked, Tang Yuanyuan told her about the experience he had gained from following Yan Qing over the years, and Xiao Xiao listened carefully.

Stop talking! Just do it!