Paper rats crawl silently along the horns in the watery night. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because of its small size, there is no momentum on its body, and even cultivators are not easy to perceive its existence.

"Babble. ”

The paper rat ran towards the outside of the Taoist temple, and from time to time it crawled forward to a place halfway up the mountain, staying in a clump of dry grass.

"Everyone be careful to add blockages, don't go wrong!"

An old man wearing a black Taoist robe, staring at a landslide on the mountain road, was directing a group of disciples to carry out emergency repairs. And where the rocks collapsed, the rocks were chaotic, the trees were overturned, and a black crack was suddenly revealed.

Those disciples who rushed to repair were also wearing black robes, like ghosts in the dark night, moving mountains and rocks, carefully filling in the cracks.

Amazingly, a cloud of evil energy is emanating from the black hole.

If ordinary people look at it, they will not find the existence of evil qi, but will only feel uncomfortable, such as suffering from a serious illness;

However, when the cultivator looked over, he could see black smoke rising, like a pile of half-wet firewood and grass burning in the wilderness, which was particularly eye-catching.

The paper rat remained motionless in the wild grass, taking in the scene.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

At this moment, suddenly there was a strange knocking sound from the crack, as if someone was banging his head against the wall in the middle of the night, which sounded very terrible.

"There are some half-finished corpse puppets out of control, walking through the mountain, everyone let the tricks brighter, there will really be corpse puppets out later, just subdue them, don't kill indiscriminately!"

The old man's tone was deep, the cultivation on his body was slowly revealed, and he walked a few steps towards the crack, and those disciples looked solemn, and their movements began to be more careful.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The strange knocking sound is getting closer and closer, and it is more real at this time, as if something is digging a road in the mountain, thinking of the old man's words, it should be those out-of-control corpse puppets doing it.

"It's near, everyone is on alert!"

The old man took the lead, blocking the crack exit, his black robe bulging, and he was ready to shoot.

"Boom!"

After a while, there was a muffled sound from the crack, and some stones suddenly flew out of the crack, and immediately, a withered arm stretched out from the crack, and the sharp claws grabbed the edge of the crack, and with a fierce force, a corpse puppet shaped like a dry corpse, with a heavy evil aura, jumped out of the crack, its bloody eyes flashed, and the momentum was terrifying!

"Close!"

The old man let out a low shout, his body jumped up, and pressed a palm on the top of the corpse puppet's head, under the real air rotation, a strong force pressed the top, pressing the corpse puppet to the ground, the old man flew up and kicked on the corpse puppet, the corpse puppet's huge body was kicked up, and fell beside those black-robed disciples.

"Tie it up!"

Without waiting for the corpse puppet to struggle, the disciples rushed up, held the corpse puppet to death, and tied it into a rice dumpling with a rope.

"And, don't let up!"

As the old man spoke, he stretched out his arm and poked into the crack, as if he had grasped something, and then bent his waist like a tight bowstring, and then he jerked his arm back, and actually pulled a corpse puppet out of the crack and threw it at the disciples, and the corpse puppet was tied up again.

"The people inside are going to be faster, it's going on endlessly!"

The old man suddenly said this, his body was still in front of the crack, he glanced at the corpse puppet that was bound, his face was solemn, and at this moment, the evil qi in the crack suddenly flourished, spraying out, and several dead souls rushed out of the evil qi and flew out of the sky......

"It's not good, let's catch the dead quickly!"

The old man was shocked, raised his hand at the crack, sprinkled several golden talismans, pinched and chanted a spell, and sealed the souls of the dead who had not yet rushed out inside, and those black-robed disciples hurriedly unfolded their bodies to capture the souls who had escaped......

"Snort!"

At this time, the paper rat retreated silently, and returned to Meng Fan's residence smoothly.

Sensing that the paper rat was back, Meng Fan opened a crack in the door, grabbed the paper rat in his hand, and then pointed his finger at the center of the paper rat's eyebrows, and took back the divine thoughts attached to the paper rat's eyebrows, and the scene just now poured into his mind, the picture was slightly blurred and missing, but despite this, it still made Meng Fan's heart tremble!

"Mountain...... The secret of Huyang Temple is in the mountain!"

"No wonder the undercover agents of the previous seven groups have not found anything, Huyangguan is really a good means!"

This discovery made Meng Fan breathless, and he wanted to pass the news to the seven groups immediately, but then he was stunned again.

"Those Dead Souls ......"

Meng Fan looked at the picture in his mind, peeking at the scene where the revenant soul flew out, and his attention couldn't help but be attracted by one of the revenant!

I saw that the face of the revenant soul showed a look of horror, and after flying out of the crack, it flew quickly in the direction of Huyang City...... Meng Fan is very familiar with the appearance of this revenant, very much like Xiaoyu's mother!

He had seen the image of Xiaoyu's mother on Shangguan Ning's computer, and he was very impressed. However, the information obtained from the paper rat is slightly missing, and it is impossible to determine whether it is or not.

"No, you must take a look, if it is really Xiaoyu's mother, you must save it!"

The situation was urgent, and there was no room for much thought, Meng Fan wore a Taoist robe and flew towards the landslide...... He doesn't care too much about whether he will get into trouble, it's a big deal to let Daoist Qiu help him block it, Daoist Qiu can't do it, it's always okay to leave Moli.

"Who!"

"Stop!"

As a result, as soon as Meng Fan swept out of the courtyard of the residence, two disciples blocked his way and pointed at him with two long swords.

"Get out, Lao Tzu is a Mengniu bully, and he wants to contribute to the Taoist temple!"

At this time, keeping a low profile can only make a mistake, Meng Fan was domineering, unfolded the dream path technique, and the speed suddenly accelerated, like a swimming fish, slid through the long sword, and rushed towards the mountain gate.

Hearing Meng Fan's words, the two disciples were stunned, and then, one of the disciples was about to chase after him, but was stopped by another disciple: "Mengniu can't afford to provoke us, there is someone above." ”

"This Mengniu Ba is really going to be in the limelight!" the disciple who was stopped said hatefully, and Meng Fan's shadow had long disappeared from his sight.

"He is estimated to be planted this time, and all the core disciples are dispatched, how can he be allowed to grab the credit. Another disciple said.

Meng Fan walked all the way, and encountered a total of three obstacles, but he forcibly broke through, and ran rampant all the way, and soon reached the crack of the landslide, and saw the old man in black robe, and his figure was slightly stunned.

"Mengniuba?" The old man was guarding the crack, and he was really taken aback when he saw Meng Fan swaggering over, "What are you doing here?"

"Back to the elder, I guessed that you needed me, so I didn't hesitate to come over to help!" Meng Fan continued to sweep down the mountain, he had seen this old man, when he and Zhu Hong were in the martial arts arena, several elders participated, and this old man was one of them.

"Hehe!" Looking at Meng Fan's distant back, the old man didn't move, just smiled coldly, "Need an egg!" (To be continued.) )