In front of him, the unjust ghost saw Mu Yang's murderous face, and immediately turned into a white mist and fled into the distance. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mu Yang took out a jade pendant with a slight golden light with an expressionless face, which was similar to the one on my chest, except that his was a Buddha statue.

"Didn't you say that men wear Guanyin and women wear Buddha?"

When I was wondering, I only heard Mu Yang's mouth recite the incantation: "All things are good, the heavenly master is soulful, sacrifice!" ”

The voice stopped abruptly, and the next moment he grabbed the void forward, and the jade pendant suddenly turned into a short sword similar to that used in ancient wars, this short sword is more than three meters long, and there are three Buddha statues on the handle, which are three forms of joy, sorrow, and anger.

The sword came out in the wind, the golden light was dazzling, the sword body exuded an icy cold air, and the blade was extremely sharp, but it moved slightly, and the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart.

In an instant, a sky-high aura came, and Shi Ling pulled me back a few steps in a hurry.

"Heavenly Master Town Soul Sword, how can you have this thing!"

When the unjust ghost saw the sword in Mu Yang's hand, his voice was terrified to the extreme, his face was full of horror, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

"Heavenly Master Town Soul Sword!"

When I heard this, my head seemed to explode, and I stood there, my eyes widening as well.

"Broken!"

Mu Yang roared, and the Heavenly Master Soul Sword flew out of his hand, turning into a dazzling red light and nailing directly to the top of the ghost's head.

"Puff~"

The blade of the sword plunged straight into the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the unjust ghost.

Before he could exclaim, the unjust ghost opened his mouth wide and disappeared into a black smoke with a bang.

Mu Yang waved his hand expressionlessly, and the Heavenly Master Town Soul Sword immediately flew back into his hand and turned into a simple jade pendant.

"Muyang, you..... Aren't you Maoshan faction forbidden to use murderous thoughts, what's the ...... Also, how could you have such a violent magic weapon? ”

I stared at the jade pendant in some surprise and asked blankly.

You must know that this Heavenly Master's Soul Sword is the appropriate ancestor of the Maoshan faction Zhang Daoling, Zhang Tianshi's matching sword, followed Zhang Tianshi's life, killed countless ghosts, and was used by a master to slash a drought fish hundreds of years ago.

It is precisely for this reason that this sword is monstrous and resentful.

Later, with the disappearance of that master, this sword also disappeared, many people thought that this sword no longer existed, but they didn't expect that it was actually in Muyang's hands, if the people in the magic world knew, I am afraid that it would be another bloody storm......

"Don't worry about that, go back to the car."

Mu Yang tied up the jade block and said coldly. Then, I walked straight into the car.

I was about to reason something with him, but Shiling grabbed me.

"Little San, don't ask more, there must be a reason why he doesn't want to tell you, let's go, we should be able to arrive in the second half of the night."

Shiling patted me and pulled me up and walked to the car.

This little girl of the Miao nationality has a cheerful personality, talking and laughing along the way, and told me a lot about Chinese medicine.

I began to ask about Shiling with an extremely pure motive, and Muyang sat on the side and listened to me chatting a little impatiently, so he simply put on the earbuds.

Shi Ling sat on the other side of me very interestingly, and the two of us kept chatting like this, she talked about some strange things, many of which were strange things in Xiangxi, especially the three strange things in Xiangxi: chasing corpses, releasing Gu and lowering heads, which aroused my curiosity.

We talked for a few hours.

When talking about driving the corpse, Mu Yang suddenly stopped the driver and said that he wanted to get out of the car.

I looked out the window, and there was a small station in this wilderness, the station was not big, only a few meters long, and there was a small shed built of thatch on it, and there was no stop sign, only a dim street lamp, as if it was a temporary construction.

After exchanging mobile phone numbers with Shiling, I hurriedly got off the bus with Muyang.

Muyang, this kid, knew that my arm was sore so much, but he still refused to help me carry my luggage.

Watching the car gradually move forward, the poet in the window was still waving goodbye to me, the glass window was covered with a layer of fog, and the poet's face looked wonderful, which made me intoxicated and unable to recover for a long time.

Because I was holding the luggage in both hands, I smiled at her helplessly to say goodbye.

It's strange that Tan Lei didn't get out of the car with him, whether he was afraid of Muyang or had another purpose, I don't know.

I don't know what the purpose is, but I know that he will definitely not give up the Immortal Stone, but I can't care about it that much now, because there are still important things.

"Dude, help me get some bites, my hand is going to break, really."

I rubbed the cold Muyang on my face, and said with a smile.

"Wasn't you still very energetic just now, dancing and laughing?"

Muyang's tone was very cold, and after glaring at me, he still took the luggage in my hand, and carried it behind him.

I smiled awkwardly, pulled a pack of cigarettes out of my pocket, and smoked myself.

Because Muyang rarely smokes, he just makes a show with cigarettes on his body, and he sends them to others.

"Muyang, is this the direction to your house? It's so late, can you still have a car? ”

I took a sharp puff of my cigarette, rubbed my red and swollen wrist, and asked.

"Well, there is a car, just now in the car, when you were chatting with that girl, my uncle called me."

Mu Yang said in a choked voice.

I took a closer look and found that Mu Yang's eyes were slightly red, his lips were tightly pursed, and when he saw me staring at him, he tried to pretend that he was fine.

"What's wrong?"

I saw Muyang snatch half of the cigarette in my hand, took a heavy puff, and was a little worried, Muyang will generally only smoke in two extreme situations, great joy and great sorrow, and now it seems that he is obviously inclined to the latter.

Muyang still didn't speak, lowered his head and stuck in place with a stubborn pestle.

"I'm damned, something must have happened to Muyang!"

I couldn't help but blame myself fiercely.

Along the way, I only cared about chatting with Shiling and leaving him aside, and since I knew him, he has been sacrificing his life to save me from danger, taking me very seriously, and always caring about me.

Thinking of this, a strong sense of guilt suddenly haunted me.

I patted him on the shoulder, Muyang is sometimes like a child, you have to coax!

"Hey, stop smoking, what's the matter, say it!"

I snatched the cigarette from his lips and asked.

"My father, ...... gone"

Mu Yang's voice sounded very sad, he squatted down, and cried like a child, muttering to himself: "He has always been in good health, he will go when he says something, why ......"