The morning sunlight fell on the window of a wing room of the Wen family. Hou Lie, who was lying on the bed in the window, narrowed his eyes and seemed to be unable to adapt to the long-lost light. His memory was still stuck in the battle at Yanshenggong's mansion. At that time, he was besieged by several Confucian teachers. Yanshenggong broke their siege, and then pointed at him from afar. A large amount of information suddenly surged into his mind and suddenly felt a splitting headache, and then he didn't know anything. Looking back now, Yanshenggong seemed to have incited himself with a Confucian supernatural power.

The senior master's behavior was indeed unfathomable. Hou Lie grinned and sat up, then he saw two guys squatting on the ground staring at him as if they were bulls.

"Are you two?" Hou Lie asked.

"Are you awake?" Fan Zhen's voice came from the door. Hou Lie looked up at the woman he could not afford to offend and could not beat. She was still in the light green long skirt, with her back straight, and her eyebrows were slightly raised, and her eyes were slightly raised, which showed a hint of concern and joy. Could this despicable woman have been taking care of me? Hou Lie thought to himself.

Fan Zhen quickly walked into the house, and his long legs bent and kicked the two of them on the ground quickly, saying,

"Don't compete here. We have been here for seven or eight days. It's time to change places. If the mountain master of the Luoshizi noticed it would be another trouble."

"What's wrong with them?" Hou Lie said in confusion.

"Ask him!" Zhu Hanwen and Zhao Banzi on the ground said in unison.

Hou Lie's face was full of questions at this time, but the black lines on Fan Zhen's face were indeed gathering more and more, and his breathing gradually became heavier. The two squatting seemed not to notice that the disaster was coming, and they stared at each other and refused to give in.

"If this idiot hadn't acted randomly, he would have achieved success in less than two days, and becoming a monk halfway through is a master of vision!"

"Your evil way makes the entire Wenzhai so angry that even a thousand-year-old ghost cannot deal with it. He also uses the spirit to summon spirits. Bah, if I hadn't taken action in time, I would have been taken over by anyone!"

"My devil immortal will make my own people take over by a mere evil ghost?! I said before that I can't deal with it, just to stabilize whether he understands it? I don't have the cultivation level or the knowledge is not good!"

"Who do you say can't do it!"

"I will say whoever speaks is not good!"

"You... two... shut your mouth... for me!" Fan Zhen couldn't listen to the argument between them. He reached out to take out the mutton fat jade bottle with one hand, and made lion handprints with one hand, and beat them up at the same time. The sparks and lightning all the way, the two lay on the ground, their faces were black, and their eyes were still staring at each other. Fan Zhen helped his smooth forehead, and there was no way to take these two living treasures. He greeted Hou Lie, one of them carried one, said apart from Wen Yuantu, and left the old house of Wen's family. But when he left, Hou Lie found that Wen Yuantu and his little granddaughter looked at him with a strange look.

The group of four left Wen's house. On the way, Hou Lie couldn't help but feel confused and asked the original end of the matter from Fan Zhen's mouth. It turned out that the Wen family had encountered such a change before. Zhao Banzi intended to use the thousand-year-old ghost spirit to enter the self-protection mechanism of his body to awaken his consciousness, so that he could wake up his mind again, and then draw the ghost out and eliminate it, which was just one killing two birds with one stone.

However, when Zhu Hanwen saw that the evil ghost was drilling into Hou Lie's body for two days and two nights, he was afraid that Hou Lie would make any mistakes, he secretly used the Baoqin Jinrai to inject a large amount of authentic Xuanmen true energy into his body. Originally, no one of the two people used their own methods to awaken themselves was not seriously injured. It would be bad that the thousand-year-old evil ghost met the authentic Xuanmen true energy in Hou Lie's body, as if he had chicken blood in it. He temporarily mastered Hou Lie's body, and he danced and wanted to get rid of the suppression of the true energy.

So in the next few days, Hou Lie would perform a break dance in the yard every day, plus Thomas circling the shuttlecock and turn it 1080 degrees, and then staggered his head toward a big tree in the middle of the yard. Perhaps it was the magical powers passed down to him by Yan Shenggong. He also realized it. When he did this series of movements, he was still reciting the Book of Songs loudly.

Therefore, Wen Mohan, who had just woken up, would see a strange man with a low-tall appearance in the yard every day. He would turn around and shout "Put me papaya", and then kowtow to the big tree and shout "Why don't you say you are a comrade with me?" No wonder he looked at him like a psychopath.

Until the night before, the evil ghost seemed to be suppressed by the true energy. When Hou Lie was halfway through the kowtow, he fainted again. Then Zhao Banzi pulled out the evil ghost who had been tortured by the true energy to kill him. Zhu Hanwen also helped him smooth out the true energy running around in his body.

Hou Lie is the most serious and taciturn person. Now he never expected that his reputation will be ruined by these two fools. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He just lie down for so long and felt his hands and feet rusted. He needed to move. He stretched out his Ruyi Golden Cudgel, flashed to the two of them, and said sinisterly.

"Suddenly my hands itched, I'll practice with me." After saying that, the iron rod in my hand turned into a phantom.

When the group of four came outside the courtyard wall of the Confucian Temple again, Zhu Hanwen wiped the blood on his face, and gave Fan Zhen and Hou Lie a look of waiting here with his swollen eyes. He turned over and jumped onto the wall. Perhaps he was touching the wound on his body when he was on the wall. Zhu Hanwen let out a "hiss" inhalation, and he staggered and fell directly into the wall.

"Are you a little heavy?" Fan Zhen frowned slightly when he saw Zhu Hanwen's unlucky appearance.

"Is it heavy?" Hou Lie asked in a deep voice to the mutton fat jade bottle in Fan Zhen's hand.

"No...no heavy." A weak voice came from the bottle.

"He said it wasn't heavy."

The two people waiting outside the yard did not say anything, but Zhu Hanwen, who was limping, came to the front of the Xingtan Monument again. He felt that the space beside him was twisted and he was pulled into an independent space.

The small version of the Nine Heavens Dragon-like negative harem in the space poked out the dragon head and looked at Zhu Hanwen, who was seriously injured on the ground, and asked in a deep voice.

"Is the trouble of the Wen family so difficult?"

"Yes...a bit tricky, but fortunately, it has been solved for their family."

"Okay, I won't be untrustful, I'll lift the blood curse for you." As he said that, the roared man looked up at the sky and roared a dragon claw from the surrounding clouds and gently buckled Zhu Hanwen on the ground.

Zhu Hanwen only felt that the blood in his body was pulled by some force and seemed to be about to penetrate his body. As the dragon claws got closer, his feeling became stronger and stronger. When one toe of the dragon claws hit his chest, the blood all over his body seemed to be boiling.

The negative roar made a long roar again, and the scales all over the body emitted layers of light, and a drop of blood flew out of Zhu Hanwen's heart and floated at the tip of the dragon's claw toe.

"I have been lifted for you in the Nine Sons Blood Curse. The outbreak of the Blood Curse will be postponed for one year. My other brothers will not be as easy as me. Be careful." After saying that, Zhu Hanwen could not thank him, the space was distorted again, and the person had returned to the real space, and there was no reaction.

Zhu Hanwen respectfully bowed to the Xingtan Monument, took a few steps back, turned around and left the Confucian Temple. Finally, one-nine of his life span was lifted, and his life span was extended by one year. This would make it even more certain to find the next one. Zhu Hanwen stood up and was about to meet Fan Zhen and the others, but the cell phone on his waist rang.

"Dad, Dad, answer the phone." Since setting Lin Jiu's call ringtone to this, Zhu Hanwen felt much more balanced.

"Leader, what instructions do you have?" Zhu Hanwen answered the phone in a relaxed mood.

"Is there any clue about the evil things?" Lin Jiu's condescending attitude is really annoying.

"Fortunately, I have a little bit of a mistake." Zhu Hanwen said the incident of Wenshan's mistaken opening of the Gulu altar and continued to lift the soul-catching curse for Wen Mohan. The incident between Hou Lie and Zhao Banzi naturally disappeared without mentioning it.

"The evil spirits were in trouble before the incident you mentioned, but Yimeng Mountain is indeed a focus. You have done a good job, so continue to explore clues. By the way, Confucianism is very focused. Don't get involved casually. I can't protect you if something goes wrong."

"Thank you for your concern, I will pay attention!" Zhu Hanwen vaguely felt that Lin Jiu seemed to take good care of him. However, Lin Jiu's words later made him quickly dispel this idea.

"Well, if you blame me for your superiors, I will not admit your identity. You should do it yourself." After that, Lin Jiu hung up the phone.

Zhu Hanwen came to the meeting place he had made an appointment with Fan Zhen, but only saw Hou Lie waiting for him alone.

"Where is Fanzhen?"

"I'm going to catch the ghost." Hou Lie looked at the wound that had not yet faded on Zhu Hanwen's face and grinned.

"Your sister, are you embarrassed to laugh?" Zhu Hanwen cursed with a smile.

"The number of evil spirits here has increased dramatically. Fan Zhen couldn't bear to see the creatures suffer, so he went to the place with the heaviest yin energy." Hou Lie ignored Zhu Hanwen's lazy look and said seriously.

"Let's go, this matter is indeed strange. Although that girl is powerful, she is very honest. Zhao Banzi may not be able to persuade her, so we have to go there quickly."

Hou Lie nodded and made two phantoms with Zhu Han Culture and galloped north of Qu Mansion.

After leaving Qufu, the ghost energy was getting heavier and heavier, and when it reached the villages and towns on the edge of the mountainous areas, the ghost energy was emitting huge pressure as if waiting for the military formation.

Fan Zhen had no idea how many evil spirits and evil spirits had been saved along the way. It was late at night when she came to the village and town. Faced with such a large scale of ghost energy, her Buddha heart, which had been tempered for more than ten years, couldn't help but twitch gently.

The evil spirit here has actually developed to such a scale? Fan Zhen frowned at the surrounding environment of the village and town. The town was backed by a large area of ​​mountains and forests, and only one road ran through it. The stores on both sides were all closed at this time. Only some sporadic lights shone through the windows and were slightly lit. A gust of cold wind blew through the air and turned into hideous ghosts and claws in the air.

"At least there must be a ghost-level ghost here to evolve the ghost energy into a battle formation. Judging from this scale, there is probably not only one ghost general. You should wait until those two arrive before making a long-term plan, or invite those Confucian masters to deal with this place."

"How can we practitioners of Taoism be intimidated by evil spirits? Besides, there are still innocent people here being eroded by evil ghosts. How can I wait!" Fan Zhen sang the Buddha's name and strode into the villages and towns.

Just after walking a few steps forward, Fan Zhen paused and turned around and saw that the road had turned into a cliff, and the entire town seemed to have become an isolated island. Then he turned to the town and saw that the light lights had all turned out. The stores on both sides, which were originally closed, had all turned into broken walls and ruins. There was still blood on the ground at the entrance. Occasionally, a pale arm would stretch out from the hollow windows above, and slowly waved at Fan Zhen.
Chapter completed!