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Qian Daoren looked at a few people, looked at the bright moon in the sky, felt the atmosphere in the courtyard, and said:

"The moonlight is exceptionally bright tonight, indicating that the yin energy is becoming more and more vigorous. The ghost will also be more ferocious, fellow Daoists, be careful, we will act according to the original plan. Let's hide it first. ”

As Qian Daoren finished speaking, there was a sound of brushing the ground, and the five people scattered in all directions, and then the silence of the West Wing Courtyard returned, and no one knew where these Daoists were hiding.

Slowly, the hustle and bustle in Longquan City also slowly stopped, and the bright moon kept climbing up the sky, and the temperature in this space became hotter and hotter.

The insects around them screamed frantically.

In the middle of the ring, there was the sound of the husband striking the bell three times in Longquan City, and after a while, it was three times.

The sound had just sounded. The wind blew inexplicably in the academy. First there was a breeze, then it got louder and louder.

Qian Daoren, who was hiding in a high place, took a look at the outside of the academy, and now it was calm outside. The wind is confined to this courtyard. He knew that the ghost was about to come out again.

In a short time, the whole courtyard was full of howling winds, and the trees that were blowing were swaying, but the leaves were rattling, and countless leaves were blown down, and the dead leaves and yellow sand on the ground flew wildly in the courtyard.

The wind blew harder and colder. I don't know if the wind itself is cold, or if the originally hot air here has been blown cold by the wind.

This yard is suddenly cold and gives people a winter feeling. Several Taoists couldn't help but shudder.

"This ghost, such a majestic cold ghost." Qian Daoren, who was hiding in a high place, thought in astonishment.

Immediately, the wind was mixed with the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling. The sound seemed to be from the east for a while, and when you listened carefully, it seemed to come from the west, and it was far away, and then it was closer, and as the sound appeared, the courtyard became even more eerie and terrifying.

Even the faintest of you faint at the sound of this sound. But Qian Daoren, a Taoist priest who doesn't know how much he has dealt with ghosts, can't pay attention to those rumors and cries.

He knew it was just a precursor to the appearance of a ghost. The worst is yet to come.

As time passed, the bright moon continued to rise, and at this moment it finally rose high in the sky. After a dark cloud drifted under the bright moon, the moonlight fell more brightly on the roof of the west wing, and through a bright tile into the room below.

At this time, several Taoists felt their bodies tremble. The talisman paper they had pasted in that room had figured it out to them, and at this moment it was obvious that an extremely strong negative energy mass was being generated in that room.

The hearts of several Taoists were skipping non-stop, and the ghosts appeared.

No one knew where these Daoists were hiding, but at this time, the talismans they had placed in the room suddenly flew out, like a flock of birds fluttering towards a certain place.

Zhang Yang was originally in that room. Moonlight shone down from the roof, forming a pillar of light next to the dresser. The pillar of light, five feet above the ground, was changing.

As some black gas continued to hover in the irradiation of the pillar of light. The black gas became thicker and thicker, more and more, and finally formed a circle and floated in the air. The circle swirls in the air, undergoing the next change.

Suddenly, countless talismans flew from all directions, enclosing the circle in the middle. Finally, he suddenly threw himself on the ground. It's all tightly attached to the circle.

Circle visibly shuddered, as if entangled in something nasty, and began to struggle. In the circular rotation, there were also some runes that were thrown out by the high rotation, but then pounced on them.

The circle seemed to be starting to get angry, floating around the room irregularly, fast and slow. But the beginning of the swing can't be entangled.

Suddenly, there was a scream from the circle. It's starting to get bigger. But those talismans are also spiritual, knowing that the circle is enlarged in order to be controlled. So the end of the rune paper was connected, and it actually formed a rune ball, tightly clamping the circle, preventing him from getting bigger.

The circle seemed to be furious, and floated back to the moonlight, absorbing the moon's energy.

Several Daoists outside joined forces to control those runes, and now the circle was struggling to the death, and it was also very difficult. They knew that this circle was the ghost, and that it would be difficult to deal with as long as he was allowed to complete the current transformation.

The circle absorbs more and more energy. Rune Paper can't stop it from getting bigger. The circle was like an inflated balloon, and the runes slowly swelled into thin paper as they grew larger.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", and the encirclement formed by the rune paper finally exploded, and then the basement burned, turning into smoke and dust and floating in the space.

As the circle grows larger, its face begins to take shape, and finally becomes a human head that floats in the air. The head looked around the room very quickly, but saw nothing. And he quickly drifted out of the house and into the courtyard.

The wind is more intense at this time. The cold blows on the face, and it is really like a knife.

"Who is it? Who is harming Lao Tzu with talismans? Do you think Lao Tzu is still wronged? Get out of here, don't hide your head and tail. If you want to destroy Lao Tzu, it depends on whether you have the ability or not.

No one answered his words, and suddenly a net came out from behind the rockery. Just cover the head.

This net is not an ordinary fishing net, it is specially blessed with mana to catch ghosts. Although I can see the human head now, it is actually just a phantom. When an ordinary net is covered, it is like a bamboo basket drawing water, passing through it.

But as soon as the net was closed, the human head could not escape. As a result, several more Daoist people's various magic weapons flew out and hit the man's head. Every time it hit, the human head let out a miserable scream, and it seems that these Taoist priests are still very good at dealing with ghosts.

"Fellow Daoists. It's time. Let's show up and kill him. Qian Daoren shouted, jumped off the roof of the house, and threw himself at the head of the man who was caught in the net.

Although Song Daru and Zhang Yang asked them to capture this ghost alive, it was as simple as killing them alive.

So behind the rockery, above the trees, and in the garden, a number of Taoist priests jumped out one after another, showed the sword in their hands, and stabbed at the man's head.

The human head suddenly exploded, breaking through the net, and then a wind of energy shot out from the human head, bouncing back all the magic weapons that the Taoist priests threw at him.

The energy wind burst out, and even the Taoist priest who pounced on him couldn't get close to the human head, and after resisting the strong strength for half a moment, he finally bounced away and landed ten zhang away.

"It's some Taoist priests again, do you really want to die?" The man's head opened its mouth and uttered a creepy word.

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