The sound of that voice made Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qi Zhengtong stunned.
Can this ghostly wind really imitate human speech?
They thought the wind sounded like human speech.
Looking at the black wind that kept passing through the town but could not enter the house, Song Yin asked: "Is this the ghost wind?"
"Probably." Zhang Feixuan was not sure either.
The ghost wind he knew was just a whirling wave, without any color, and not so huge.
The black wind quickly swept through the entire town, as if it had sensed something, and quickly hit the three people on the street.
Except for Song Yin, the other two people couldn't react in time and were directly entangled by Heifeng.
Being rolled up by that roll, Zhang Feixuan only felt that his body was empty. When he lowered his head, he saw that the luxurious robe and tiger skin shawl were gone, leaving only a pair of obscene clothes.
He glared and shouted, raising his hand to grab the black wind on his body.
It's not a transvestite, nor is there anything unspeakable. The main thing is that this bellyband is exquisitely made and made of good materials. If you really encounter difficulties and have no money, it's a good idea to exchange it for money.
Zhang Feixuan felt his face numb, and said forcefully: "Brother, I am not a transvestite, this bellyband"
"As a Qi Refiner, I don't have any manners to wear it!" Song Yin frowned and shouted.
only.
Song Yin said thoughtfully: "I can feel that they want too many things, and it's more like they are collecting them by force than following instinct."
"How do you behave?"
Wang Qizheng's rough voice was filled with extreme shock, his eyes widened, even more shocked than seeing a monster. Then, he grinned, pointed at Zhang Feixuan and laughed:
"Zhang Feixuan! Zhang Yingun! Dudou! You are... Hahahaha! Dudou!"
Seeing that Wang Qizheng was still laughing, Zhang Feixuan simply changed the subject and asked Song Yin.
Song Yin made a sound at this time. He walked to a grassland, squatted down and picked up a piece of soil. He rubbed his fingers and the soil was rubbed away, revealing something.
Wang Qizheng walked up to him cheerfully, patted his shoulder and said: "I understand, it's okay, who doesn't have some hobbies, right?"
Song Yin waved his hand: "I'm not interested in your hobbies, but outside, you represent my Golden Immortal Sect, so you should pay attention to the influence of your demeanor. The rest doesn't matter. As long as your heart is upright, don't talk about wearing a bellyband and walking around with birds, you
Even if Shi Fendai takes the lead in hairpins, that’s also your business.”
Zhang Feixuan shrugged his nose, looked at a grassy area, frowned and stared there, his eyes seemed to penetrate the ground.
"You know nothing, get out of here!" Zhang Feixuan glared at him.
They are still evil, and they are not a sect stationed in the human world to be worshiped by others. They are all self-reliant.
At the same time, the wind stopped on the two of them, and the clothes that had been swept away fell on them.
I saw that he was surrounded by black wind, but the wind could not take anything away from him. The big hand rose, the sleeves rolled up, and a suction force was created out of thin air, sucking the ghost wind from his body. At the same time, the ghosts in the entire town
The wind swirled into his sleeves, causing the dark and sinister look of the town to dissipate.
The two of them had no choice but to follow.
"Give me back my tiger skin clothes!"
"yes"
"No"
Unlike Wang Qizheng, he really couldn't eat wild animals raw, he could eat even insects.
After another roll, the obscene clothes were gone, and gray shorts were left behind, as well.
"You old man, you wear a bellyband?!"
But I can't say that. I like wearing a bellyband, which sounds more acceptable to others than having sex outside.
This cannot be explained clearly.
When the black wind rolled over him, he felt it. He was just a little spirit. He had no harmful intentions and no sense. He acted purely on instinct.
If you don't lack money, why would you come to the world? If you have the ability, go to the mountains.
Food, drink, and alchemy training are all free of charge.
"Senior brother? That's it. I helped them out of kindness, but in the end I didn't even open the door and didn't even get a meal. It's so rude."
What?
Isn’t the Qi Master short of money?
Song Yin nodded, said no more, and backed away from the building.
Although he doesn't like Wang Qizheng calling him a whore, this nickname is really not nonsense. He really likes casual marriages.
"The ghost wind can be said to be human-like. It is normal for the people not to believe it. They will understand it when they come out later."
Wang Qi was looking around and asked strangely: "Is this an ancient battlefield? It's nothing. It's a normal place. How ancient is it?"
"Understood, farewell."
Zhang Fei
Seeing that the door was still not open, Wang Qizheng said unconvinced.
This bellyband was a gift from a sweetheart, so he put it on.
Twenty miles to the west was not that far for them. As soon as they increased their speed, they reached the place.
"Senior brother, has this ghost wind been subdued like this?"
Wang Qizheng didn't care so much, just grinning with his big teeth bared.
The two quickly put on their clothes.
"It's just a little spirit, but it's just a little bigger. It has no sanity and acted on instinct. Of course, it was taken away directly. This thing does have a long breath. The master is right, it is a good medicinal material."
Suddenly, Song Yin's voice sounded.
"There are so many dead people, but where is the place where there are no dead people?" Wang Qizheng asked.
Wang Qi was stunned. He was just smiling, but he didn't realize that the wind was also blowing on him, taking away all his clothes, exposing his body.
"No, that's not right."
"The smell of blood hasn't lasted long, and people have died here."
Song Yin said something and did not move slowly. He directly picked up the yellow wind and headed west.
With that said, he walked to the previous building, knocked on the door, and said, "Fellow, I have subdued this ghost spirit. May I ask if there is a cemetery or something like that?"
"No, senior brother, this bellyband belongs to my lover, not mine, I am that one."
This place is a plain with rich grass and some dilapidated watchtowers, but other than that, there is nothing else.
He is really not interested. Everyone has their own hobbies. He can't control this thing and he doesn't want to.
The main reason is that he is handsome and has the aura of a noble boy. It is easiest to deceive women. There are always some people who are greedy for his body and invite him to spend a night with him and pay him back!
Sometimes when you have nothing to eat, it would be great to meet such people.
Zhang Fei
"Has the Great Immortal conquered it? Well, there is no cemetery here, but I heard from an old man that there was once a battlefield twenty miles to the west. I don't know if that's true."
"Smile, smile, smile! You have no clothes either! Doesn't it look good naked outside?"
There was another noise inside the door. It still didn't open, but the sound still came out.
"You are so ridiculous!"
He threw the thing back, and Wang Qi took it at the right moment. He saw in his hand an object of a similar style to the one in the previous shrine.
It is also a weird thing that combines the palm and the lip to form a pendant.
"A voiceless and silent door?" Wang Qizheng asked in surprise.
Song Yin's eyes were filled with divine light at this time and he stared straight at the ground: "The resentment is underground."