But the swordsman's target wasn't with us, but at the stone platform beneath the upside-down attic.

Indeed, no matter how you look at it, you can feel that there seems to be some great treasure in the stone box on this stone platform.

"He's stupid!" the old Taoist priest came over and slapped me on the back of the head, and swooped out to catch up with the swordsman.

The swordsman looked back and saw the old Taoist priest chasing after him, and there was a look of anxiety in his eyes.

I've always seen this swordsman, he usually looks ruthless, but now I'm a little anxious, what's going on.

"Grandma's, stop me!" the old Taoist priest slammed forward a distance, and put one hand on the swordsman's shoulder.

The swordsman returned with a knife, as if he wanted to split the old Taoist priest into two.

The old Taoist dodged, but instead of retreating, he suddenly rushed forward, just in front of the swordsman.

"Boy, good baby is ahead, your grandmother is not going soon!" said the old Taoist priest to me, almost jumping to his feet.

I can't explain at this point that I have no interest in these so-called babies.

I had to hurry up and chase after it, and if I wanted to say that I didn't want this baby, wouldn't it make the old Taoist priest unable to get off the table.

Actually, I really want to see this baby, what does the treasure that even the masters of the Gu Sect want look like?

Seeing me rushing out, the old Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a pity that I haven't run a few steps before I feel that something is wrong, and the locust wood nail in my hand suddenly breaks, and the whole wooden nail seems to be expanding, directly shattering into strips of wood fiber.

I stopped for a moment.

At this moment, the suspended pavilion suddenly shook on its own.

The windows above slammed open, and countless ghosts sprang out of them.

"Amitabha, upside down hanging building, plastic golden body, Buddhist method!" The fat monk actually called out the Buddha's name, this is the first time I have seen the fat monk shouting the Buddha's name.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

The fat monk explained it to me.

It turned out that what was formed here was something similar to a feng shui bureau made by Buddhism, which was called a dojo.

There are countless unjust souls in this upside-down hanging building, and the one article and one martial art next to it are plastic golden bodies, and the golden body drags the unjust souls, in fact, I want to say a kind of meaning to save the world from the sea of suffering, but this upside-down hanging downstairs should be sitting the bones of a high monk, so as to achieve the purification of the souls of injustice, so as to surpass them.

But now there is a stone box underneath, I don't know what this stone box contains, anyway, the grievances in these unjust souls are all pressed along the spire to the stone box, if there is a blade inside, then it is likely to develop bloodthirsty murderers.

At this time, even the old Taoist priest who was fighting and the swordsman stopped.

The old Taoist priest's face was as usual, and he just looked at the souls wandering back and forth in the sky very seriously, but the swordsman had a gloomy face at this time, as if he was thinking about something.

He sighed, stared at the stone box with burning eyes, and then walked outside with a look of regret instead of snatching the ghosts before they came down to snatch them.

"You guys wait!" he said, probably bewildered, before threatening us.

I saw that he actually gave up this stone box directly, which does not match my perception of him at all, could it be that these souls are really so powerful?

"Let's go, too! This place should not stay for long!" the fat monk said to me, staring at the sky for a while.

I looked at the book next to the stone platform and decided that it was okay for me not to leave the stone box and just pick up the book.

I calculated the time, and I guess it might be in time, so I immediately planned to rush over.

But just as he was about to go over, he was pulled by the fat monk: "Are you really going to pick up this baby?"

"No! I want a book on the ground!" I quickly explained.

The fat monk suddenly realized, but soon a resolute look appeared on his face, and he pulled me back, and he threw his monk's robe and rushed to the place where the book was.

He wanted to get it for me.

When I saw his posture, I immediately stood aside and helped him keep an eye out for the ghosts in the sky.

At this time, these ghosts seem to have hovered in the sky enough, and have begun to gradually fall.

The fat monk was covered in golden light, rampaging in the pile of ghosts, with a Buddha seal on his hand, and the whole person was like a King Kong in a Buddhist scripture.

As I was about to touch the book, I saw the fat monk's face change, and he fell to the ground suddenly, causing him to slide out for a long distance with a huge momentum.

"What's the situation!" I was shocked, just now I was staring at the fat monk very seriously, but I still didn't see what was going on, as if the fat monk suddenly fainted.

If you want to say that a normal person suddenly faints in the pile of so many ghosts, I must believe it, but the fat monk will not be like this, just now the Buddha light on his body is shining, and all evils will not invade.

But the fat monk fainted directly in front of us, which is really incredible.

Zhao Qian and the old Taoist priest were trying their best to deal with the ghosts that kept falling from the sky.

"His grandma's, boy, you give me the Dharma protector, I'll save that wine and meat monk!" The old Taoist priest's face was a little ugly, and it seemed that he also felt that it was tricky.

I saw him pull out a cloth bag wrapped in yellow satin from the crotch of his pants, and there were gray marks on it, and I didn't have to think about it to know how to rub it out.

The old Taoist priest's expression was rare and serious, and he shook off the yellow satin, and immediately flew out of it dozens of copper coins.

The old Taoist priest could still spit on his hand when the copper coin was floating in the air, and then twisted it at the position of the earlobe, and a red thread was pulled out along his hair.

The old Taoist priest held the red line in his hand and flew up and down in the air.

It didn't take long for a one-foot-long copper coin sword to appear in his hand.

He stretched out his middle finger and took a bite in his mouth, and drew a lot of back and forth curves on the sword along the tip of the copper coin sword, and I couldn't see what he drew because I didn't understand.

However, after he finished the last stroke, the copper coin sword, which had been tied loosely, was suddenly straightened.

I even felt that this bronze coin sword was even harder than a normal iron sword.

The copper coin sword in the old Taoist's hand was a success, and the ghosts around him instinctively avoided the old Taoist.

The old Taoist priest smiled, the copper coin sword in his hand held a few sword flowers in his hand, and the steps under his feet were very rhythmic.

"Heaven and earth have their own way, disciples use swords to open the way, yang people can pass, yin people do not stay! Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law!" said the old Taoist priest as he walked with his steps.

Sure enough, I saw what seemed to be an invisible hand that the ghosts pushed aside and formed a path in front of him.

And on the ground, there seemed to be a red rune that led all the way to the fat monk.

The old Taoist priest raised his eyes and saw that his method worked, and immediately became happy, grinned, and stepped forward on this road.

But halfway down the road, the runes on the ground suddenly disappeared.

The old Taoist priest had just taken the last opportunity to walk in front of the fat monk at this time.

He turned around and pointed at my head, and fell beside the fat monk with a bang.

At this time, it was like a gap between us.

The place where the old Taoist priest and the fat monk were located was within the range of the stone platform, where there were no unjust souls wandering, and I was in a place where the unjust souls were relatively rare, and there was a dense layer of unjust souls in between, some of them turned into various colors of smoke and flew in the air, and some were walking on the ground.

What to do?

I thought in my heart, their such powerful skills are all planted here, wouldn't Zhao Qian and I be sent to death in the past.

But if Zhao Qian and I escape, not only will the fat man's life and death be unpredictable, but these two people who have been helping us will also die here.

At this time, the ghosts seemed to be very eager to come to us and move towards us constantly.

Wu Jiaxin was so frightened that she cried, and she shrank on the ground and wrapped her head in a windbreaker.

Because of the gathering of hundreds of ghosts, the surrounding wind gusted, and mixed with the sound of some ghosts crying wolves, I may already be familiar with this feeling, but Wu Jiaxin is the first time I have seen it, of course, after amnesia.

"I'll take a look, you protect Wu Jiaxin!" I immediately said to Zhao Gan.

"No! I'll go and see!" Zhao Qian immediately stopped me, he felt that my strength was not better than him, so he still let him take a look.

But the two strongest people both fainted on the ground, although there was no soul worry, but they did not know whether they were alive or dead.

Zhao Qian can't resist me, so he can only wait for me here, and if something happens to me, he will rush over to save me.

I regret a little that I gave Wu Jiaxin a human skin shroud, and although Wu Jiaxin was squatting on the ground with her head covered, those ghosts almost didn't look at her directly, as if she was a transparent person.

I held out my left hand, which had worked for things like the Shadows.

But now it has lost its original power, and I don't understand why I don't have the power it should have when I am in this cloud sea painting building, even though my strength has increased.

However, at this time, time was pressing, and I had no choice but to take out the coffin nails and dance back and forth with snake tendons.

Fire is a natural nemesis for ghosts, and although it is not as reactive as Yanagi, it can still make their souls scatter.

I slowly approached the circle in which the old Taoist priest and the fat monk had fallen.

As soon as I stepped inside, I felt like the world was spinning, as if I had been sucked into hell.

The whole head fell to the ground almost without any room for resistance.

Until I fell to the ground.

Suddenly, I felt the scene in front of me slowly change.

It looks like grandpa is calling me.

Still when I was in the village.

I felt a sore spot on my neck and felt a stain of blood on my hand.

I quickly ran to the mirror and saw the white snake on my neck, and I had become the child I was at that time.

I looked at my hand, and the mark on it seemed to be gone.

What's going on?