Zhang Blind said that there are four evils in the city of Ningyang County, and in terms of danger, the north of the city is the most, the south of the city is second, and the two places in the east of the city are weaker.

Persimmon should be picked and pinched softly, but catching ghosts is different, and it should be taken advantage of the energy and neat personnel to remove the biggest hidden danger first.

Therefore, Bu'an bore the brunt of the destruction of the soul group in the north of the city, and that yin demon lost the restraint of the dryad, and in a few days, it would move along the leylines to other places, so there was no need to worry.

The people of the Seven Divisions were strong, hurried to the south of the city, painted the gourd as usual, guarded the surrounding streets by everyone, and Bu'an entered the yin and chases the soul group in hand-to-hand combat.

Bu'an took the lead and deliberately did not let the brothers do it, firstly, because the seven divisions had limited manpower, and it was really a loss to die in the hands of the yin spirit, and secondly, they also felt that the future enemies of the seven divisions were not ghosts, so catching ghosts did not have much effect on military training.

It was already known in advance that the yin evil in the southern city was slightly weaker than that in the northern city, so Bu'an was a little bigger, saving the link of reciting poems and summoning spirits, and thus paid a lot of price - the soul group was pounced, and he was extremely afraid of him, and when he fled everywhere, more than a dozen brothers were affected, and the blue camp under You Ping lost almost half of it.

In addition to the pain, Bu Anxin is also a little helpless. The days in the future are still long, but he only has a few hundred poems in his stomach, and if he deals with the evil spirits everywhere in one night, he will have to copy four poems, and so many states and counties on the Qimin Road will not be hollowed out.

What's more, reciting poems also has to pay attention to the situation. Now in this gloomy place, when struggling to catch ghosts, if you copy a random song of willow three changes, even if you can attract wandering spirits to suppress the soul group, but after all, the donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth, and everyone in the Seven Divisions will listen to it inexplicably, and the effect of cultivation will be greatly reduced.

In other words, there is an obvious contradiction between how to make good use of the poems in the belly and maximize their utility in order to cultivate a team that can dominate one side, and how to save as many lives as possible in order to maintain the size of the team.

The trade-off in the middle is really a bit cruel to Bu An, but he can't escape it. The poems that should have been elegant seem heavy at this time, as if each capital means many lives.

On the way from the south of the city to the east of the city, everyone saw that his face was solemn and his brows were tightly locked, thinking that he was searching for a belly and belly, so they didn't even dare to come out, for fear of interrupting his thoughts.

When the group came to the east of the city and passed by Liu's mansion, they encountered the red camp guarding the place.

Su Su heard the movement, ran out with courage, and when he saw Bu'an, he cried and said he was afraid. Bu An had no choice but to persuade her patiently and coax her back.

When everyone saw this little scholar, who was obviously unfathomable in cultivation, but he was so afraid of ghosts, they couldn't help but laugh. The ugly aunt even rolled her eyes, probably wondering in her heart whether to choose to fight her again on the night of the blood moon.

Not long after, everyone came to the third place, which was the corner of a street in the east of the city.

The brothers of the Seven Divisions were led by several commanders, climbed over the wall, and surrounded them around the distance.

While waiting for them to close, Bu'an stopped to ponder, and suddenly heard the voice of the ghost.

"Master...... I'm afraid I'm dying......"

Bu An was shocked when he heard this, Wei Mei obviously devoured the soul group with him and gained a lot, why did he sound so weak at the moment?

Without waiting for him to ask, the female ghost sighed, "I was greedy for a while, I swallowed too many souls, and it was time for promotion......

"Isn't that a good thing?" said Bu'an.

"The promotion of ghost cultivation, the way of heaven does not tolerate it, and it is bound to descend heavenly fire to refine the soul...... Fang had been in those two places for a long time, and his soul thoughts were already a little unstable at the moment......"

Bu An knew that it was not easy for ghost cultivation to advance, but he didn't expect it to be so dangerous, and the heavenly fire refining soul seemed to be refining the remnant soul and mind...... Thinking that the charm would become an idiot female ghost, he felt that this guy's usual laughing and angry appearance was quite likable.

"Can you get out of the way?" asked Bu'an.

"I can't hide from it...... But the master doesn't have to worry, when the little Taoist priest made this ghost armor, he had to take precautions, even if he experienced the tempering of the heavenly fire, I could still have a trace of residual thoughts, I only need to sleep for one or two hundred years, and with the nourishment of this soft armor, I can still wake up. It's just that you and I have a servant, and we will leave it tonight. ”

"Only one or two hundred years?" Bu An was speechless for a moment.

"Something...... Don't vomit unpleasant...... My original name was not Chi Mei...... It's not a mountain ghost......"

"Do you need to say that?" Bu An shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"I would have been from Wu County, Ji County...... That year, the king fled and lived in Wu County...... The concubine is the king of the king's name and marries him...... Later, he followed the king to fight in all directions, until Wujiang was separated...... Later, I escaped back to Jiangdong, lived in seclusion in the mountains, and after I died, my soul remained alone, and finally became a ghost...... Five hundred years later, the little Taoist priest coveted my beauty, searched everywhere, and finally captured me, and refined it into this soft armor, so that my soul would not be distracted......"

When Wei Mei said this, he sighed and said: "When I stole my life, the king not only complained, but also told the soldiers that I had killed myself...... Now that I think about it, I should have gone with the king at that time......"

Her tone was calm, as if she was telling a trivial matter that had become insignificant because it had happened for too long, but when she stopped in Bu'an's ears, it was like thunder.

Huiji Wu County, the king of the guest residence, married as a wife, with the king to fight, Wujiang farewell, escaped back to Jiangdong, five hundred years later...... This charm armor was made by the Eastern Jin Dynasty Shenfang, counting five hundred years from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, isn't it the time when Chu and Han fought each other?

"You...... Are you ......" A fine sweat broke out on Bu'an's forehead, "You mean, you're Yu Ji?"

The female ghost was silent.

"You sang that the king was exhausted, and the concubine was so angry...... Didn't you kill yourself and die?" Bu An saw that the female ghost didn't answer, and deliberately provoked: "Do you still want to be shameless?"

"The knife is cold, it hurts on my neck, I can't get my hands down......" the female ghost finally spoke.

"So you're really Yu Ji?" Bu An opened his mouth half-open, it was really hard to imagine that one of the most famous beauties in the history of Shenzhou had actually been with him for several months......

"What do you think...... The little Taoist priest...... I worked hard to make this soft armor...... Will you just find a mountain ghost to use as a ghost?" the female ghost replied, "He said...... Beauty Woe Water...... This Yu Ji soft armor...... It's the same......"

"I see...... It seems that you said that there are some things that you regret because you didn't do them, and you didn't die by killing yourself, right?" Bu An sighed: "You said that you couldn't sleep for a long time, why did you come to tell me these ......"

"Maybe in a hundred or two hundred years, you will still be alive......" The female ghost smiled and said, "It may be old...... That's a pity......"

"You old ghost, why don't you know shame at all...... I knew that you were hooking up everywhere, and the overlord should have helped you back then......" Bu An rolled his eyes.

At this moment, a slight birdsong came from ahead, which was a code that the blind man had told him in advance that the siege had been completed.

Bu An turned his head and motioned for Xue Caiyu to stay where he was, and then walked towards the street in front of him.

"When the fire comes down, it won't burn me, will it?" he asked uneasily.

"Don't worry, Tianhuo only refines yin souls, and has nothing to do with you......" The female ghost snorted lightly, as if she was very disdainful of this master, as if she had reverted to her old ways.

"Let me know when you get promoted. Bu An reminded lightly, his steps did not stop, and when he felt that the air around him was gradually becoming cold, he took a long breath and said slowly:

"Accustomed to the long night of spring, the woman will have silk on the sideburns. In the dream, there are vague motherly tears, and the city head changes the king's flag. ”