When the sky was dusk and the sun was thin, Yang Huaiping took the pitch-black sedan chair and quickly entered a forest shrouded in cold and white fog directly west of Qingshuitang Village.

Gradually, a round of cold moon rose into the sky, under the background of the cold forest moonlight, the forest seemed particularly quiet, and the four paper-binding people jumped lightly and weirdly and jumped to carry the black sedan chair towards the depths of the woods, silently.

As the black sedan chair gradually submerged into the depths of the woods, Yang Huaiping in the sedan chair felt a bone-chilling chill in the air around him, and a feeling of uneasiness faintly rose in his heart.

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As they walked away, the black sedan chair stopped in front of a tall red grave bag, and the expressions of the paper-binding people around the sedan chair instantly became wooden, and they refused to move their steps anymore, but stood in place with dull eyes and carried the sedan chair, motionless.

In an instant, a dark green ghost claw stretched out from the huge red tomb bag, and it grabbed Yang Huaiping in the black sedan chair.

Yang Huaiping, who was in the black sedan chair, felt that the situation was wrong, and he immediately took out a golden gun with dark brown blood stains on the tip of the gun from the bag embroidered with roses on his waist, and Yang Huaiping suddenly stabbed towards the dark green ghost claws that were attacking him.

In just an instant, the ghost claw that was pierced by the golden spear fled as fast as possible, and then an unruly voice echoed in the lonely forest, "You dare to stab me with such filthy blood, I will make your life worse than death!"

Immediately, a woman dressed in a black robe, with a black flower tattooed on her forehead, and many hideous cracks on her face, flew out of the tall crimson burial bag, and around her there were many boys and girls carrying red lanterns floating in the air.

At this time, Yang Huaiping walked down from the black sedan chair with a leisurely appearance of an origami fan inlaid with gold wire, and he said calmly: "I think the predecessor is the old demon of Montenegro, sure enough, it is better to see it for a long time, I see that the demon spirit of the predecessor of Montenegro is monstrous, and he is worthy of being the king of all demons!"

The old demon of Montenegro looked at Yang Huaiping with a strange face, and she muttered with a surprised expression on her face: "Are you a person from Yin Si?"

Yang Huaiping took out two jars of fine wine from the embroidered rose bag around his waist and threw them to the old demon of Montenegro, he groaned and said: "I'm not a person from Yin, I'm just a little demon, and now I am being persecuted by a Taoist priest named Yan Chixia and have no way out, and now I have come to join the Montenegrin seniors!"

"Yan Chixia, it's him again, he ruined my face at the beginning, and now after a hundred years, he harmed my demon clan again, one day, I will make Yan Chixia's miscellaneous old way worse than dead!"

Yang Huaiping didn't expect that Hu Zou would come up with the name of Yan Chixia, and it turned out to be a real person, he took a deep breath and said, "Then I don't know if the predecessors of Montenegro are willing to take me in!"

The old demon of Montenegro waved his robe and said in a deep voice: "Since you and I are both demon clans, and we both have a common enmity against Yan Chixia, then you will worship under my door in the future, and you will follow your grandmother to help me suck the soul of mortals in the future!"

Yang Huaiping bowed slightly and said earnestly: "Thank you for taking in the Montenegrin seniors, I, Jindee, am willing to take the lead for the Montenegrin seniors!"

The old demon of Montenegro said to a girl with a red lantern beside him: "You take him to see grandma!"

After saying this, the old demon of Black Mountain jumped into the red tomb not far away.

The virgin with the red lantern floated in front of Yang Huaiping, and she said in a childlike tone: "Let's go, I'll take you to see grandma!"

Yang Huaiping nodded to the virgin, he put the black sedan chair and the four paper-binding figures into the embroidered rose bag around his waist, and followed the virgin carrying the red lantern towards a strange path with dark blue ghost fire.

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Under the background of the blue and gloomy moonlight in the sky, Yang Huaiping entered and walked to a ruined temple with a faded plaque of Lanruo Temple under the leadership of a girl with a red lantern in his hand.

At this time, Yang Huaiping saw several beautiful women bathing in the big cyan water tank in the courtyard of Lanruo Temple, which was half-hidden at the temple gate, and they all kept waving to Yang Huaiping, and tempted him with a flattering voice.

"Little brother, come here, let's wash together!"

"Little brother, you look so handsome, I like you like this!"

"Little brother, come here, let my sister warm you well!"

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Yang Huaiping was stunned and looked at the scene inside the temple at the gate of the ruined and dilapidated Lanruo Temple, and he turned a deaf ear to the ghost tricks of these women in front of him.

At this time, a woman dressed in dark red clothes, with silver comb-shaped jewelry on her head, hunched over, and Xu Lao Banniang walked out of Lanruo Temple, she glanced at the girl carrying the lantern with a respectful expression, and then said to Yang Huaiping beside her: "You are the subordinate sent to me by Lord Montenegro!"

"Hmm!"

Yang Huaiping nodded to his grandmother, and he responded humbly.

In the lonely Lanruo Temple, Grandma's nose twitched a few times, and then she quickly swept in front of Yang Huaiping and circled around him.

Grandma stared at Yang Huaiping suspiciously and said, "Why did I smell a strong yin qi on you!"

Yang Huaiping thought to himself that my Yuan Shen had been in the underworld for ten years, and it was strange that the yin qi was not heavy, and then he said calmly: "Grandma, because the little demon cultivates a special technique, it is so thick that the yin qi is wrapped in it!"

Grandma glanced at Yang Huaiping coldly, and she said in a deep voice: "Since you are a person sent by Lord Montenegro, then follow me into Lanruo Temple!"

The moment he came into contact with the cold and piercing gaze, Yang Huaiping couldn't help but shudder, he thought to himself that this grandmother must be wary of the old demon of Montenegro, so she thought that she was a spy sent by the old demon of Montenegro to plant beside her, and naturally she was also hostile to herself.

Just when Yang Huaiping was out of his mind, grandma said coldly: "What are you still doing here, follow me into Lanruo Temple!"

In a trance, Yang Huaiping came back to his senses, and after smiling awkwardly at his grandmother, he followed her into Lanruo Temple.

Under the cold moonlight, when Yang Huaiping passed through the courtyard of Lanruo Temple, the women who were bathing in the cyan water tank, wearing wet hair, and revealing their fair and smooth shoulders were all laughing and stretching out their jade lotus-like arms to pull Yang Huaiping's clothes.

Yang Huaiping looked at the charming red and pink skeletons in front of him, and his mind was silent, and a few afterimages flashed in the courtyard of Lanruo Temple one after another, and then followed his grandmother's footsteps.

As soon as he entered the cold and desolate temple, Yang Huaiping heard an ethereal sound of the piano, which was vague, desolate and tactful, not like human music.