Fortunately, Wang Bingjin is also a person who has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and when he used to be a Zhuyou teacher in Chenzhou, he often faced some yin people and yin things, etc., so when he saw the ghost's hands inserted into his abdomen, he decisively stretched out his left hand, and felt out a heavenly master talisman between the electric light and flint, and quickly pasted it to the hand of the living soul. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sure enough, as soon as the spell was pasted, it immediately screamed in pain, and a puff of white smoke was burned by the charm on his hand.

Wang Bingjin took this opportunity to jump away, and after standing still, he adjusted his breath, ready to meet the enemy again.

It's a pity that Wang Bingjin blindly cares about fighting with the white-clothed soul, but forgets the black-clothed Miao man behind him, just at the moment when he breathes, he suddenly felt a small thing crawling on his shoulder, he was careless for a while, stretched out his hand to touch it, but after starting it, he felt a burst of coldness, it was a poisonous snake!

Before Wang Bingjin could react, the poisonous snake had already bitten his palm fiercely, then slipped off his shoulder, and ran into the pocket of the black-clothed Miao man in a puff of smoke.

Wang Bingjin turned to look at the black-clothed Miao man, who was looking at him with a light smile, thinking that it should be his way.

I wanted to take advantage of the fact that before the poison attacked, I jumped over and fought to the death with the other party, but as soon as I moved my footsteps, I felt a feeling of dizziness coming, and the things in front of me suddenly became spinning, and after a while, I fainted and fell unconscious.

Wang Bingjin thought that he must be certain to die.

Only to wake up three days later.

When he woke up, he was still in the ruined temple, the bonfire that had been burned that night was still there, and there was a black-clothed Miao man standing next to him.

He was still looking at himself with a light smile, but Wang Bingjin knew that under that smiling face, there were conspiracies one after another.

"Dark Witch, what do you want?" Wang Bingjin angrily yelled at the black-clothed Miao people.

"Don't call me Black Witch, I have a name, please call me Hatoyama." The Miao man in black still had a shallow smile on his face.

"I don't care who you are, you hurt people behind your back, what kind of hero are you, you have the ability to fight with me." Wang Bingjin disdainfully satirized Hatoyama.

"Whether it's bright or sinister, no matter what, you're no match for me............"

Phew!

Wang Bingjin unceremoniously interrupted Hatoyama's words, and scolded indignantly: "You are really embarrassed to say that what is the matter of hurting people with secret arrows, and you dare to speak out in front of me."

"Like such a villain, you still call yourself a black witch, I think you are pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger."

Wang Bingjin spat on Hatoyama's black robe.

"The surname Wang, I warn you, this behavior of yours has seriously offended me, if you still want to live, it is better to be honest, in your current state, I can kill you with a single finger." Hatoyama suddenly became angry.

In fact, it is understandable that Hatoyama's anger is because the black robe is the most sacred in the eyes of the black witch disciples, and he usually does not wear it, and only wears the black robe when he is doing or fighting against people, which is as sacred as the Taoist robe of Longhu Mountain.

After Wang Bingjin heard this, he thought about it, now he is indeed weak all over, without any power to resist, if he forcibly fights with Hatoyama, it will definitely be a dead end, endure the calm for a while, first see what conspiracy Hatoyama has in the future, and then wait and see what happens.

"You and I have no grievances in the past, no enemies in the near future, although I Hatoyama is not a good person, but I also have clear grievances, as long as you cooperate with me honestly, I will never treat you badly."

"Not only will it help you take revenge, but you can also pass on my witchcraft to you, just now you have also seen the power of white murder and Gu magic, how do you feel?" Hatoyama again tried to convince Wang Bingjin.

"That strange thing that couldn't be killed just now was the white murderer you refined?" Wang Bingjin said with a surprised face.

"That's right, that's the white murderer I refined, how do you feel?" Hatoyama asked with a smug smile.

"It's really powerful, you can't die, you can't drive it away, unlike ordinary ghosts, this white murderer doesn't have a little emotion and personal thoughts, but he is different from zombies, in terms of its flexibility and agility, it is much higher than zombies, if you are entangled by this thing, then there is only nine deaths and one life." Wang Bingjin recalled the scene of the fight with the white murderer just now, and at this moment there was still a cold sweat behind him.

"Now I know that what I said is true, I still have more tricks that I haven't used, and I have been lying on the back for twenty years, how can I waste my time?" Hatoyama said proudly.

After listening to Hatoyama's narration, Wang Bingjin recalled the situation last night again, and knew that this black witch was by no means in vain.

At the same time, he recalled the humiliation he suffered in the Wang family, if he relied on his own strength, he might not be able to take revenge in his lifetime, and this Hatoyama that appeared out of thin air opened his eyes.

At the same time, I also understood that there are people outside the world, and there is a truth outside the sky, and when I was in Chenzhou City in the past, I always looked at everything with the attitude of a wishing teacher.

Until this trip out of Youfang, the first person he met was so powerful, of course, the most important point, Wang Bingjin began to covet the powerful black magic and Gu magic of Jiushan at this time, if he could learn these two things, why not worry about not being able to support his family?

Think about what you came to Huayuan Miao District all the way to make a living?

Isn't it just to eat?

Thinking of this, Wang Bingjin smiled and said, "Is it your hospitality that you trap me here like this?" ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for neglecting the guest, but your Gu poison, I've already helped you get rid of it, you just need to rest for a day to recover your strength."

"As for the cooperation I mentioned, how did you think about it?" Hatoyama's tone began to soften, because he had already heard some heartwarming from Wang Bingjin's body language just now.

"Well, there's no problem cooperating with you, it's just that my spells are lowly now, and I don't know what I've learned, so I'm afraid it's hard to fight side by side with you." Wang Bingjin said in a weak tone.

Hatoyama, of course, knows the potential meaning of Wang Bingjin's words, and obviously wants to express that he is not good at what he has learned, and hopes that Hatoyama can pass on his black witchcraft so that he can help Hatoyama.

So Hatoyama immediately pushed the boat down the river and said, "Haha, this is not a problem, since you agree to cooperate with me, then I will teach you black witchcraft from tomorrow." ”

"In addition, there is also a book on the secret method of Gu poison here, you can take it and take a look first, if you don't understand it, you can ask me." As he spoke, Hatoyama took out a yellowed old book from the pocket of his jacket and handed it to Wang Bingjin, his movements were quite calm and smooth, obviously he came prepared.