The blind old Taoist held a mahogany sword, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the ghost in wedding clothes, "Is it a demon or a ghost?!"
The female ghost in a bright red wedding dress gently twisted the umbrella handle and stood alone on the mountain road in the distance, giving people a sense of loneliness. As she walked along, the hem of her skirt was already muddy. For some reason, she did not use magic.
The invisible miasma of the mountains was condensed into clothes that could not stain with dirt. The bright red wedding dress she wore was obviously made of real silk and satin, and maybe it was made by a tailor in a shop at the foot of the mountain.
The female ghost moved forward first, peeling off the entire face. At this time, her palm slowly lifted up, and it was covered with a pale and colorless face again, like those beautiful girls in the boudoir at the foot of the mountain, young and beautiful.
, if her face were not sickly, she would be no different from an ordinary woman in the world. Up close, even a blind Taoist could not feel the demonic aura on her body.
This kind of great demon with good spiritual practice has no problem walking in the human city. As long as he does not take the initiative to approach the Chenghuang Pavilion and the civil and military temples, he will not provoke the suppression of secular forces. Of course, the premise is that this kind of great demon is willing to restrain his aura.
Suppress your original intention to kill and don't bring harm to the world.
The female ghost twitched the corners of her lips, but still spoke without moving her lips.
"The Taoist is dedicated to killing demons and demons, and has accumulated countless merits, so I am here. I am waiting to see what the Taoist calls the five thunder rectification methods."
The veteran Taoist was getting more and more shocked. The upside-down disk in his sleeve, which had four layers in total, was aimed at monsters, spirits, ghostly creatures, and gods of mountains and rivers. It was spinning crazily. Except for the layer of spirits, the other three layers were all rotating giants.
Shocking, this shows that the identity of the thing in front of me is complicated. It is very likely that he was a great demon who was an accomplished monk during his lifetime, and turned into a powerful ghost after his death. However, before he completely fell into the evil way, he already had the qualifications to be promoted to the god of mountains and rivers.
The blind Taoist complained endlessly in his heart. Compared with the sinister mountain ghost in Sanzhi Mountain, this was more difficult and difficult to deal with. The old Taoist tried his best to keep his face calm and his heart not beating, so as not to let the female ghost notice his guilty conscience, and slowly retreated.
He picked up the mahogany sword, held the wooden sword upside down to show goodwill, and laughed loudly: "Although this young lady is very evil and has the air of being able to control the sky and the earth, what is commendable is that the poor Taoist sees it with the eyes of the heart. There is clearly very little murderous intention in the young lady."
, there are not many sins, but there are some lingering grievances, which are the remnants of many years ago and are not worth mentioning. As a loose cultivator in the mountains, Pindao and this young lady can be regarded as half-comrades.
I rushed into the Dragon King Temple and disturbed the young lady’s practice. It’s a sin.”
The wedding ghost who had been looking up at the oil-paper umbrella suddenly looked away and stared at You Fang, an old Taoist who was good at thunder. This time he opened his mouth and spoke directly, "Miss? Didn't you see my clothes? Call me Madam.
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The last four words, the wedding dress ghost almost roared out.
A moment later, it rained heavily and the mountain wind howled.
A snap.
The female ghost put away the oil-paper umbrella, held the umbrella in one hand, and stroked the umbrella surface with the other, gently wiping away the rainwater. However, when she looked at the faces of the three masters and disciples, they kept twisting, "He is indeed blind, old blind man! You can see with the eyes of your heart."
I think so, I just happened to take you back to my home, so that you, an old-fashioned person with evil intentions, can know what heart-breaking pain is."
The old Taoist tried to ease the atmosphere and sighed: "Why are you so aggressive, madam? It's not like there is no room for maneuver?"
The female ghost began to move forward slowly, stepping step by step in the mud of the path. She held an umbrella in one hand and lifted her skirt with the other hand, revealing a pair of soaked and dirty embroidered shoes. She smiled and said: "If you are not good at Taoism and dare to have bad intentions, you will die."
Well, it’s better to die, so as not to delay Lang Jun’s studies and his attainment of fame..."
At the end of the sentence, the female ghost whispered softly, with gentle eyes. Those small words that seemed to be whispering were completely covered up in the strong wind and rain.
The blind Taoist sneered and said, "Is this lady really going to die with this poor Taoist?"
The old Taoist saw that he was in a desperate situation. He had traveled all over the world for decades and had walked through half of Aquarius Continent. He was not a timid person. He shouted softly: "Little cripple, as long as we can join forces to defeat the enemy this time,
Pindao promises you that Xiao Jiu'er won't have to turn in the talisman spring for a whole year."
The lame boy nodded, stretched out his hand to hold the soul-calling banner with the words "Subjugate demons and catch ghosts, eliminate demons and protect the Tao", and said solemnly: "That's it."
The blind old man put his foot heavily on the ground, put the fingers of both hands together, and made a Taoist sword gesture. He quickly recited a series of sword tactics silently, and finally ended with "Urgent like a law".
I saw the soul-calling flag stuck on the ground. Suddenly, the flags that were originally rolled up seemed to be fluttering in the wind, making a hunting sound, with eight characters on them, and turned pale white, like eight figures.
The soldiers on the battlefield wearing silver armor began to obey the military orders, run around on the flags, and arrange their troops.
Then the four words "subduing demons and catching ghosts" moved rapidly along the flag surface, the wooden pole, the lame boy's arms and shoulders, and finally ran into the boy's ears, nose and four orifices.
The young man's eyes instantly turned pure white, and every time he breathed out, his face was filled with black smoke.
The lame boy clenched his fists and roared to the sky. Black smoke billowed from all over his body. Raindrops the size of soybeans landed within three feet of his head and instantly evaporated into water vapor.
Compared with the restrained female ghost, the lame boy is obviously more like a ghost that chooses people to eat.
The ghost in wedding dress had been looking at the little girl with a round face. When the boy started running towards her, she looked at the relieved blind old Taoist. She said calmly: "I'm so disappointed, I can't even be considered a heretic."
It's just a crooked way. A thief calls for catching a thief. If you don't deserve to die, you should live a life worse than death."
The lame boy arrived in front of the female ghost in an instant, jumped up high, and swept his leg towards the latter's head.
The ghost in the wedding dress neither dodges nor blocks, but always holds her skirt with one hand and two fingers, her figure is graceful, and she moves straight forward.
There was a bang.
The female ghost's entire head was "uprooted" and flew down the mountain to an unknown location.
It's just that the headless female ghost continues to move forward.
After landing, the young man swept his whip legs again, but this time he swept towards the waist of the headless female ghost.
The female ghost's hand holding the umbrella only used the back of her hand to gently block the boy's extremely powerful slashing attack.
The boy's leg failed to move the back of the female ghost's hand at all.
With the help of the huge rebound force, the young man twisted his figure in the air and pushed his palm towards the heart of the wedding ghost, saying in a deep voice: "Demonstrate the demon!"
The words "Silver Demon Subdue" appeared on the back of the young man's hand, and then they were automatically dismantled stroke by stroke, and finally converged into a murderous silver dagger, containing blue-white light, which flew out of his hand and flew straight into the female ghost's heart.
The female ghost held the sharp flying sword with two fingers that was about to pierce the bright red wedding dress.
The flying sword, which was less than a foot long, was trembling and buzzing.
The female ghost's voice sounded leisurely, "If you don't want the head, I don't want it. This dress can't be damaged. If it gets dirty, it can be washed. But if it's torn and mended, it won't be beautiful. Otherwise, how could your husband laugh at my daughter?"
red……"
After the lame boy extended his palm, he punched an uppercut almost at the same time, but did not shout out the word "catching ghosts". Above his fist, a flying sword made of the words "Fan Nian" was also swept out. It was obvious that
It seems dull, but the boy is not really dementia.
Take action to kill the enemy, and the right and wrong are in harmony.
There was a loud shout and an explosion, "You wretched maid, I will do justice to God this time. Even if I don't have my head, I will strike you with five thunders!"
Ten feet above the mountain road, a white thunder struck down in the air.
The female ghost still held the umbrella in one hand, and with the other hand, she first held the first "demon-subduing" flying sword with her index finger and thumb, then gently raised her arm, and caught the second "demon-catching" flying sword with her ring finger and little finger.
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Then he casually hit the young man on the forehead with an elbow. The young man flew backwards, fell onto the muddy path, and then slid back more than a foot.
The female ghost raised her hand holding the umbrella and opened it with a snap.
White thunder hit the top of the oil paper umbrella and exploded brilliantly.
The female ghost standing under the umbrella exerted slight pressure on her four fingers, and the two flying swords were abruptly broken off. After falling to the ground, they turned into two pools of mercury-white slurry, which were soon mixed with the mud.
With a wave of his hand, the head flew back and landed on the neck again. The flesh and blood grew and soon returned to its original shape.
The wedding ghost raised her free arm and plucked one or two pieces of grass from her head.
"Come again!"
The blind old Taoist's heart trembled, and knowing that he would never die again, he completely let go of his hands and feet, and after taking a deep breath, his face was majestic, shrouded in a light yellow color.
The old Taoist lifted his feet off the ground, put a fist on his abdomen with one hand, and beat his abdomen hard. With the palm of his hand facing the sky, his sleeves slipped down, revealing a series of vermilion talismans on his arms.
The old Taoist said in a deep voice: "His is the clouds and rain, hee is the thunder! The clouds are shining, and the immortals show the way!"
The female ghost held an oil-paper umbrella and twitched the corner of her mouth. She passed by a lame boy who couldn't afford to be seriously injured. She thought he was blocking the road and kicked the boy down the mountain. However, the boy's figure disappeared in the air.
The little girl with a round face went crazy, cut her hands and arms with a knife, smeared it on her face randomly, and then rushed towards the female ghost to fight for her life.
But the little girl forgot that the heavy rain was coming at this time, and she did not have the immortal skills of the blind old Taoist to retain the spiritual energy of the talisman. By the time she rushed to the ghost of the wedding dress, her face had already become clear, and she could only keep slipping.
It was just rain, and the blood had already been washed away by the rain.
The female ghost casually slapped the little girl on the cheek, and her petite and thin body immediately rose into the air and flew out. Like the lame boy, she quickly disappeared.
After that, every time the female ghost in red took a step, a white thunder as thick as a bucket fell down and landed on the oil paper umbrella. Then the lightning flew everywhere and the white thunder shattered.
If someone were to look at the mountain from a distance at this time, they would see streaks of lightning like white snakes falling from the mid-air from a low height again and again, and then splashing brilliantly among the mountains and forests.
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A continuous rain that could be endured by wearing a bamboo hat suddenly turned into a torrential downpour without any warning, making it really difficult to move forward.
When Chen Ping'an suggested finding a place to take shelter from the rain, Lin Shouyi stretched out his hand to hold the bamboo hat to prevent it from being knocked askew by the rapid rain, and said in a deep voice: "Something's wrong."
To be continued...