Su Yue saw the appearance of Liuxiang's eyes, and Su Yue had no choice but to agree.

The day of Mu Yidan's reincarnation is the mid-year festival in the world, and on July 15, the ghost door is wide open, and Su Yue according to the instructions of the island owner, when Mu Rufeng sent Mu Yidan to be reincarnated, the runes and the ashes of the hair were sprinkled under the willow tree of that family.

The midnight bell echoes long. The people who worshiped the ancestors in the town have long since dispersed, and the doors of every house are closed, leaving only the light of the sparkling fires on the side of the street.

"Little girl, it's dangerous to come out alone so late." A creaking sound came as if it had been forcibly pushed open a wooden door in disrepair, which frightened Su Yue.

Through the darkness of the night, an old woman with white sideburns and crutches was looking at him. The dark eyes glowed eerie in the night.

"Eh, I'll wait for someone, wait for someone to ......" Su Yue looked back at Mu Rufeng, who hadn't come out yet, and pointed to the wooden door behind her with a trembling finger and said.

Is this human? As Su Yue spoke, she suddenly realized that the old lady in front of her did not have a human atmosphere. Besides, today is July 15, the ghost door of Lord Yama's birthday is wide open, and the people in the town have returned home after the ancestor worship is over.

Thinking about it, Su Yue hurriedly took a few steps back, the night was getting quieter and quieter, and the things that were burning on the street were "crackling".

"What a ghost dares to do anything."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the surrounding firelight had turned a strange blue-green. There was a dead silence all around. Su Yue secretly said in her heart, "Isn't it that this ghost door is wide open, and the wandering soul and wild ghost have been hungry for a year and come out to find food." ’

The more I thought about it, the more trembling my heart became, and my hand groping around touched the double sword.

Su Yue hurriedly pulled out the double sword from her waist: "Don't retreat quickly." ”

"Hehe, little girl, the old body has been wandering in the underworld for thousands of years, and this ghost gate has been closed thousands of times, is it possible to be afraid of your unformed fairy sword?" The hoarse sound like the friction of rotten wood made Su Yue goosebumps just by listening to it.

With Penglai's night pearl with him, of course there are two times that this old monster dares to come up.

Su Yue's lips trembled, and she stammered a formless incantation, and a cluster of flames flew out of her fingertips, but still deviated from the old monster's form.

"Tsk, it doesn't seem to have much spiritual power, but it's just a matter of stuffing my teeth." As he spoke, a dark shadow shrouded Su Yue.

Su Yue closed her eyes and thought to herself that she was going to die now, but she had worked so hard to practice for so long, but now she took out a real sword and a real gun, but she was so vulnerable.

There was no expected pain, only to hear the old monster who was approaching snorting, and Su Yue hurriedly opened her eyes.

"This ...... Phoenix bone. The old monster was already standing far away from Su Yue at this time, covering his broken arm, panting, looking at the fan floating in the air.

The fan floated up and down in the air, and the crimson plum blossom was sucking half of the broken arm on the ground, and within a while, the broken arm turned into a piece of rotten bone.

"I said why is the spiritual power so low, it turns out that I have two spiritual weapons, I am unlucky." The old monster turned into a cloud of dark smoke and gradually dissipated in the night.

Su Yue looked at the anti-bone fan that flew back into her hand, and the red plum on the fan was as bright as the blood that had just flowed, gradually becoming deeper and finally returning to its original appearance.

"What a fan." Su Yue looked at the plum blossoms on the fan and muttered.

"It's not the fan that's powerful, it's the owner of the fan, and the owner has as much spiritual power as the spiritual weapon is." Mu Rufeng walked out of the door and said.