The events that happened one after another in Sanssouci Valley were like a huge net, and there was a gloomy and depressing atmosphere everywhere in the entire valley. Especially at night, except for those who were on patrol at night, everyone else hid in the house and did not dare to come out, lest they would be the next to be killed.

The night patrol hurried by, lanterns swaying in the wind, muttering curses the long night and their own mildew.

A dark shadow silently passed through the air, avoiding the night watchman, and disappeared above the pavilion, merging with the night.

Bai Erb crouched on the roof, looking at the night watchmen walking by, his eyes skimming over a courtyard, and finally landing in one direction.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Bai Erb clenched the sword in his hand, waited for the four faces to leave, and disappeared into the night.

In the study, Xia Zhong clutched a sword tightly, his expression hideous and terrifying. Since that day, Xia Chung has hardly slept at night, and whenever he closes his eyes, he will dream that the evil spirits of the day have come to ask for his life.

"Since ancient times, victory has been the king and defeat has been the villain, why do you ask me for your life!" Xia Zhong swept the things on the table all over the floor and roared in a low voice. "I am not afraid of you when I am alive, and I am not afraid of you when I die! I'm not afraid!! ”

"Bang!" The closed door was violently slammed open, Xia Zhong was startled, and quickly pulled out the sword beside him. "Who!!"

Xia Ningning stumbled in from outside the door, and a pair of beautiful big eyes were now red and swollen, and she was in a trance. Seeing that it was Xia Ningning, Xia Zhong frowned slightly. "What are you doing? What does it look like to be disheveled? ”

"Why!" Xia Ningning looked at Xia Zhong blankly, and her eyes gradually became infected with pain and despair.

"What?"

"Why kill him!" Xia Ningning roared. "You promised me that as long as I listened to you, you would let him go! Why did you kill him! ”

Looking at Xia Ningning, who was almost crazy, Xia Zhong's heart jumped, he turned his face away and staggered Xia Ningning's eyes, and responded, "I don't understand what you're talking about, look at what you look like now, hurry back!" ”

"You're still trying to lie to me!" Xia Ningning took two steps forward and looked at Xia Zhong fiercely. "An Zhe, where is it?"

"I've let him go, how do I know where he is?"

"Nonsense! He's dead, you kill him, and his soul is now in Sanssouci Valley! ”

"Bastard!" Xia Zhong slapped Xia Ningning in the face, Xia Ningning fell to the ground, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with scarlet. "I'm your father!"

"That's why I believe in you." Xia Ningning's face was full of grief and cried loudly. "But you lied to me, you killed An Zhe, you killed my An Zhe!"

"Marriage has always been the order of his parents, he is just a nameless and reckless man, no wealth, no power, how can he be worthy of you?" Xia Zhong waved his hand and snorted coldly.

Outside the door, the young man's body was shrouded in black mist, his expression was vicious and vicious, and a pair of scarlet eyes were almost overflowing with blood. Seeing Xia Ningning's distress, it all turned into hatred and murderous aura towards Xia Zhong.

The wind rolled up, the windows slammed, the candle flame in the room struggled a few times or went out, the falling temperature made Xia Zhong couldn't help but shiver, looking at the books blown away by the wind in the dark, he inexplicably felt an eerie chill.

Xia Ningning looked at the wide-open window and door, as if she had thought of something, struggled to get up from the ground and ran out of the door, "An Zhe, is it you?" An Zhe ......"

Xia Zhong was startled, and the whole person took two steps back. An Zhe? The kid who is dead?

The temperature was getting colder and colder, Xia Zhong looked around in horror, but he didn't notice that just behind him, an unrecognizable young man was clinging to his back, looking at him with a hideous expression.

This man must not die well!! The young man slowly stretched out his hand, and his already sharp nails gradually pierced Xia Zhong's neck.

"Stop! Don't hurt anyone! A low shout came from all directions, and a golden light hit the young man's body, and the young man fell out with a scream.

In the courtyard, Shengkong's plain white monk's robe whirred in the wind, and the Buddhist beads in his hand were lightly knocked, shrouded in golden light.

Seeing Shengkong, Xia Zhong seemed to see the Buddha, and staggered out, "Master, help!" Master, help!! ”

Shengkong looked at the young man indifferently, with a calm and serene expression, "Since you are dead, you should go to reincarnate, why do you want to stay here, hurt people's lives, and cause a sin." ”

The young man glared at Shengkong fiercely, with a look of resentment and madness, "Monk, this matter has nothing to do with you, get out of the way!" ”

"Since you are hurting people's lives here, the poor monks will not be able to tolerate you. If you insist, the poor monk will be forcibly dispersed. ”

"Master! Ghosts! Kill him! Xia Zhong shouted angrily.

"Don't!" Xia Ningning knelt down in front of Shengkong, crying and pleading. "Master! An Zhe is just confused for a while, please spare his life, I persuade him to reincarnate! ”

"Rebel girl!" Xia Zhong glared at Xia Ningning hatefully, and his anger was monstrous. "That evil spirit wants to hurt my life, and you dare to protect him."

"Hahaha! I didn't know that there were such people in the world who beat a rake and had such a thick skin. With a crisp laugh, Ji Xiamo jumped off the roof happily with a white cat in his arms, and looked at the three people and one ghost in the courtyard with a smile.

"Is that you?" Xia Zhong looked at Ji Xia Mo and frowned.

"Lord Xia Gu, you said that the evil ghost hurt your life, but have you heard that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, if it weren't for your words and unbelief that hurt his life, how could he be full of resentment and entangled with you?"

"You, you say nonsense!" Xia Zhong drank vigorously. "Who the hell are you?"

Looking at the panicked Xia Zhong, Ji Xia Mo raised his lips and smiled, "Authentic earthling!" ”

After Ji Xia Mo finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Xia Zhong, and turned to look at Shengkong, "Master, since you are a fellow cultivator, give me a thin face, how about this young man handed it over to me." ”

Shengkong looked at Ji Xiamo quietly, "If the poor monk insists." ”

Ji Xia Mo smiled, but his eyes were cold. "Master, you keep saying compassion, but what is the compassion in your mouth?"

"He hurts people and is an evil spirit, so what should he do with him if he takes this person's life?" Ji Xia Mo pointed at Xia Zhong and sneered. "The reincarnation of cause and effect, he killed someone and planted the cause, and the soul of the person who died in vain will not be gone, which is the result that he should bear."

"No one can tell the cause and effect." Sheng Kong said lightly. "The poor monk only knows that a person is originally condensed by seven emotions and six desires, and no one can escape the good fruits of his life or full of sins, and he will not be punished by heaven when he lives, and he will repay the debts of this body after death."

"Heh...... "Ji Xiamo is angry and funny." If it is said that when you live, you want the wicked to live a long life, then I have to do the right thing for heaven. ”

"Donor ......"

"Shengkong!" Ji Xia Mo raised his head, arrogantly looked at Shengkong's face, which seemed to have no emotion from beginning to end, and said with a smile. "You always say that the Buddha should be compassionate, but according to the master, you Buddhas and gods are heartless and ruthless, demons and monsters, and you have to be more kind than you."

Shengkong's hand holding the Buddha beads tightened, and his originally indifferent eyes rippled.

"Shengkong, I am also a cultivator, so naturally I will not add to the killing. I'm going to make up for this young man, and he. Ji Xia Mo glanced at Xia Zhong and snorted lightly. I won't move, as you said, so bad, I'll wait to see if he doesn't end well. ”

Seeing that Sheng was silent, Ji Xiamo only thought he was hesitating, and said, "Your cultivation is not low, you should be able to see that the evil qi in the valley has begun to become uncalm recently." I don't know if you've ever calculated the chances of heaven, but I can sue you, a catastrophe in Sanssouci Valley is inevitable, and instead of doing evil to me for this little ghost, it's better to save your strength and use it to protect yourself. ”

"Are you willing to join forces with me to exorcise the evil spirits here?"

"Naturally, if you do this, I will stop you." There are many resentful people here, and there are many people who have died in vain, Ji Xiamo has a heart and feelings, and he will never be able to slaughter these thousands of unjust souls. What's more, now it is being speculated that Jin Wuji is in a relationship with Sanssouci Valley. As she thought, he didn't want Jin Wuji to hate him in the future.

"Shengkong, if you are willing to join forces with me to overcome the unjust souls here, I can consider it."

"There are so many unjust ghosts here, and they have gathered here for many years, and they are full of resentment, and they have long been full of evil spirits and have lost their minds. It can only be expelled, not crossed. ”

"The way is what people think." After Ji Xiamo finished speaking, he turned to look at the young man, "Keep up!" ”

The young man glanced at Xia Zhong unwillingly, but he was afraid of the Buddha's light on Shengkong's body, so he had to follow Ji Xia Mo away. Xia Ningning got up from the ground and followed with a wolf body.

Seeing people leaving, Xia Zhong's eyes were split, "Master! Will you just let the demon go? ”

"There are thousands of souls in Sanssouci Valley, once there is a riot, there will be no living creatures here, he is also a cultivator, and it is inconvenient for poor monks to have trouble with him." Sheng Kong took back the beads and turned to leave.

I knew in my heart that what Shengkong said was reasonable, and although Xia Zhong was unwilling in his heart, he was helpless.

Thinking of the conversation between the two just now, saying that there was a catastrophe in Sanssouci Valley, Xia Zhong couldn't help but feel a little afraid in his heart.