Chapter Seventy-Three: The Snow Demon

At night, the cold wind is howling, every household in the town has eaten early, turned off the lights and fell asleep, occasionally there are children crying, their parents are scared that this will attract man-eating monsters, the children are naturally too scared to play temper, Bai Gu watched the town in his room, and found that there was only one large building with bright lights, which was the largest casino in the town, wearing a gray robe and a hood and walking down the restaurant, Bai Gu was going to see.

Walking through the snow and approaching the courtyard of the building, I saw a dirty old man drinking warm wine guarding the door, this man had gray hair and no shine, his nose was red and hung with clear nose, and he held a wine jug with both hands and poured a sip from time to time, because the wind was strong, this old man wore an old black leather jacket and hid behind the half-leeward door, leaving half a door for the light to be exposed on the snow, presumably to take care of the people who came to the casino at night.

"Big~Big~Big...... Damn, I lost again~"

"Come again~Come again~"

"What is the big pressure this time~ It must be small~"

Bai Gu approached the door, he had heard the scolding of several people inside, noisy and shouting, listening to the excitement, the front of the courtyard of this building is a two-story building, and the back is the courtyard, after Bai Gu stepped into the gate, the old man guarding the door took a look, and when he saw that he didn't know him, he only said 'Come in?'

The lights on the first floor are dim, step on the wooden ladder to the second floor, there are three groups of people around different gambling tables, there is a large brazier in the middle of this floor, the brazier is divided into two areas, the charcoal and charcoal are each burning different agricultural food, because Bai Gu did not make any sound, the three groups of people did not pay attention, and when Bai Gu stood in the middle behind the crowd of people who threw dice to block the size, the two tall and fat men looked back at Bai Gu together, and found that they didn't know each other, looked at each other a little, and didn't pay much attention to Bai Gu.

Bai Gu watched quietly, the people who shook the dice opened about once every three or five rounds on average, although these fools who bet on each five big and three rough and vicious, but none of them saw that they were out of a thousand.

At the north corner of this floor is the account desk, a person who looks like Mr. Eight-character Hu is curled up and dozing, hiding in autumn and winter, people are most likely to be sleepy in winter, most of the people in the casino are nervous, and the gamblers involved in it will not feel sleepy for a certain period of time, but Mr. Ledger is not a gambler, there is no kind of mental stimulation at all times, and it is normal to be sleepy.

Bai Gu continued to walk to another gaming table, passing by the windowsill when a gust of wind actually washed the window open, the two wooden windows 'bang~' fell on the edge of the frame of the interval, several gamblers turned their heads to look here, one of the fat men with big ears scolded, "Damn, this ghost weather is going to freeze people to death, who is that, close the window for the gentlemen..."

Bai Gu quickly closed the wooden window, a trace of resentment blew in from the gust of wind just now, Bai Gu carefully looked for the target of this breath, it was a thin monkey with an obscene figure and a pockmarked face, he was gray and wearing an earthy yellow winter coat, standing outside the crowd shouting and yawning, and there was a sheathed knife hanging from his waist, made of ordinary stone and iron, Bai Gu guessed that it was just for decoration, there were a few people with weapons on this floor, and the quality of their weapons was better than the knife with pockmarked face.

Xu was tired, pockmarked face walked down the stairs, chatted with the old man guarding the gate and got no response, and went out.

Bai Gu followed downstairs, and saw that the old man guarding the door had fallen asleep, and shook it in the past, and the old man said in a daze, 'Don't move', Bai Gu didn't care, and closed the door tightly when he went out of the door, it was late at night, no one would come to the casino, the wind was cold, don't freeze the old guy to death.

Mazi Face has walked some distance along the street, it seems that he is going home, he shrunk and walked briskly on the snow, leaving rows of untidy footprints, he was already short and looked more like a monkey in human skin walking in the snow, Bai Gu Ling's eyes observed and saw more and more dead grievances locking on Mazi Face.

Although I don't know what it is, the purpose of Bai Gu's night out is to see the monsters that cause the town to be unpeaceful, and the current opportunity naturally can't be missed.

The Hidden Soul Technique can not only hide one's qi and realm cultivation for a long time, but also disguise one's body as a cold and dark leaf, which can only be perceived by monks who are two great realms higher than themselves, otherwise ordinary monks will never be able to find it.

When Bai Gu first took out this technique, there was a slogan written on it, saying that this Tibetan Secret Technique was just a sub-volume of the Forbidden Method, not created by a monk in the Daokun Realm, but obtained from a certain secret realm, and a complete set of spells could only be performed after the Yin and Yang Realm, and I don't know how terrifying the power would be.

Mazi face walked all the way quickly, through several streets, there is a dilapidated courtyard next to the mountain road in the north of the town by Taihang Mountain, there are three houses in the yard, one of which is still flashing with a faint light, it is estimated that his family is waiting for him to go back.

Bai Gu followed Mazi's face towards the dilapidated courtyard, the cold wind was blowing, Mazi's face shivered, and suddenly he felt that something was following him behind him, so he turned his head and glanced around a few times, and found that there was no one, but Bai Gu sensed the ferocious resentment.

A white figure jumped out of a house not far from the south of the town, fused with the snowy night, and quickly flew towards the pockmarked face, Bai Gu hid a foot away from the side of the pockmarked face, the white shadow was getting closer and closer, and it was a gray wolf wearing a white suit.

This wolf is not a spiritual creature, but it can walk upright, and Bai Gu feels that although this wolf exudes a fierce aura, its eyes are white and it is not breathing, and it is clearly a dead thing, that is, there is something in the beast body of this gray wolf.

When he heard the sound of stepping on the snow, he turned his head and found that the white shadow pounced, the white shadow had a beast head, and the pockmarked face immediately stood on end, frightened and slippery, and after reacting, he slipped and fell backwards, and the dead wolf in white was about to pounce on the pockmarked face, and a bright yellow aura hit, hitting the white wolf shadow.

Bai Gu saw it clearly, and an old Taoist priest rushed on the mountain road in the distance, this Taoist priest carried all kinds of rune paper and bells, and also held a peachwood sword, and shouted: "Demon, stop~"

After the pockmarked face reacted, hope flashed in his eyes, he got up and ran towards the old Taoist, the white-clothed wolf shadow was only blocked by the yellow spiritual light for a moment and then rushed towards the pockmarked face, this time the blood was instantaneous, the wolf claw directly penetrated the heart of the pockmarked face, the pockmarked face expression froze at that moment, there was hope and no doing, and finally with the wolf claw pulled out the pockmarked face and fell to the ground and died.

The old Taoist priest was furious and shouted, "Another human life, demon, today you will not be destroyed." ”

The old Taoist's peachwood sword was bright yellow and brightly won, and a sword slashed at the white-clothed gray wolf, Bai Gu could see that the peachwood sword was indeed half of the lowest level of aura, and this white-clothed gray wolf had no other ability except for being faster, and sure enough, the sword fell and the wolf's head was immediately cut off and fell to the ground.

But the wolf's corpse was not dead yet, one paw scratched the old Taoist's robe, the old Taoist's shoulder showed two scars, the blood was quickly frozen by the cold and scabbed, not caring about the pain, the old Taoist priest pasted more than a dozen talismans on the body of the severed wolf shadow, and the dozen talismans of the word 'disease' automatically burned, directly forcing the controller of the gray wolf out of the corpse, which was a black sticky ball of meat, and the meat ball ran into the town quickly.

Lao Dao couldn't keep up with the speed, so he had no choice but to look at the pockmarked face first, and when he saw that he really couldn't save it, he gave up, and quickly walked into the town to chase the black sarcoma, and scolded while chasing, "Damn Lingguzi, I can't control myself when I create such an evil demon snow demon, and I release it to harm people~'

Bai Gu heard it, and the black sticky flesh turned out to be the snow demon it had done.