Cheng Xiao led people out to search the village and didn't see any trace of the Nine Tails, and when he went to pick up Cheng Ruan, he happened to meet Zhu You, a squire who was packing up his baggage for a long time and preparing to go out.

Zhu You is accustomed to seeing children, the identity of Taoist priests and officials in this era is almost the same, and Cheng Xiao has seen him once, so he opened his smiling face and wanted to say a few words of greeting.

Cheng Xiao raised his foot and kicked the thin middle-aged man to the side, picked up the linen cloth on the ground in the hall with a sword in one hand, glanced at the yellow dog corpse with disgust, took a sip, and looked at Zhu You with a twisted eyebrow, "Where are you going?"

"Daoye, I, I can't live here, I want to go back to my hometown......" Zhu You responded tremblingly, obviously afraid of Cheng Xiao.

Cheng Xiao raised his hand, two fingers moved forward a little, and two or three disciples came up behind him, grabbed Zhu You's several large bags, and with a stroke of the sword, the clothes, belongings, bottles and cans inside rolled all over the ground.

"Last time, you invited us to come, but you hid that demonic son again?" Cheng Xiao looked at him coldly.

Zhu You was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and knelt down again and again, "Master Dao, it's the little people who are confused! It's the little people who are confused!"

"You told them about the formation?"

Cheng Xiao's gaze made Zhu Youru mang's back, he only felt that something was wrong, his mind turned around, he probably knew the doorway here, and he also knew that there was a dead end ahead, and he actually opened his mouth to say that he didn't dare to think about it.

Zhu You raised his head tremblingly, "I know that those fifth-order and sixth-order plague ghosts were the ones you unleashed to cause trouble...... If、If you let me go......"

Cheng Xiao wanted to laugh when he heard him say half a sentence, after all, this group of plague ghosts was personally put by him and Cheng Lang, and they were all second- and third-order.

Fifth Order?Sixth Order?

The cold light flashed, the blood moistened the ground, the white vapor steam rose, and the last thing Zhu You saw was the scorched black eyes in the eye sockets of the dog corpse facing him in the hall.

Cheng Ruan, who was supported by his disciple and walked out, retched, and looked at Cheng Xiao with a white face, "Second uncle, what will you do with Yun Zhao?"

Cheng Xiao waved his hand behind his back, Cheng Ruan pursed his lips and didn't ask any more questions, and walked to the carriage outside with a few little disciples.

"A few of you," Cheng Xiao withdrew his sword and looked at the few disciples who had turned over the burden before, "Clean up the plague ghosts in this realm and kill them neatly." ”

Seeing that a few disciples were stunned, Cheng Xiao raised his eyebrows, "Why, how many of you believe the fifth- and sixth-order black plague he said?"

"No, no," the eldest disciple quickly shook his head, "It's not easy to cultivate the black plague, and the rest must be killed?"

"This time, there are also the surrounding people who are killed and injured, these plague ghosts have burned the neat spots, don't make a fuss for the Lingying faction. After Cheng Xiao finished speaking, several disciples responded in unison, and he walked out with confidence.

When Lingying sent a carriage to set off back to the mountain, the disciple at the door of Zhu You's house who was holding a rag to clean the blood stains looked at it with envy for a long time, "Alas, my hands are sore, and every time a few of us keep it to do this thing." ”

"Okay," the older one on the other side untied the tie and loosened the legs and feet, "Who let a few of us have no background and no strength, follow Elder Cheng Er to do dirty work for a few years, he will always bring us a little ......"

As a few people spoke, a stream of black gas drifted into the house from the back of the house along the root of the house, and as soon as they entered the house, the black gas turned into a shadow, and they climbed up Zhu You's body.

The two disciples slipped at the door for a long time, and when they turned around, they saw another disciple who was sweeping in the back room lying on the ground, with a big hole in his stomach, and his intestines fell to the ground, and the heat was floating out, and blood was gurgling out.

The two of them didn't turn their brains all of a sudden, their bodies were wooden, and "Zhu You", who should have been lying on the ground, squatted next to the disciple's corpse at this time and raised his head faintly, his eyes were scattered and hollow in the direction of the two, and his scarlet mouth slowly opened.

......

When Taoyuan hurried back to Lingying Mountain, it was the second day that Yun Zhao and the others returned to the mountain, and he received the news that he had just arrived in Guanzhong and went to Qiu Ru.

Yun Zhao lay on the bed, had nightmares all night, and changed the herbs on his shoulders, although his face was not good-looking, he looked much better than before.

What the hell is going on, Qiu Ru also knows nothing, she only heard from Cheng Lang's disciples that it is related to monsters, she also asked Xue Wuzhi, and took out the coercion of her aunt, but before Taoyuan came back, Xue Wuzhi refused to say anything.

When Taoyuan returned to Qingyangguan, Xue Wuzhi knelt in his room early and waited, Taoyuan looked at it from a distance, and the posture of the young pine poplar made him feel a little sad in his heart.

- The child entrusted by his father finally didn't let him raise him.

"Master," he changed into clean clothes, but the small wounds on his face and hands could not be hidden, Xue Wuzhi slammed his head hard, "I didn't protect my senior sister." ”

Tao Yuan's heart also accumulated a lot of things, he raised his hand to let Xue Wuzhi get up, and sat on the stool on the side, "You guys go down the mountain, what happened?"

Xue Wuzhi said carefully, in addition to covering up the things in Yun Zhao's dream. But he didn't say it, Taoyuan also knew the danger in this, and he was shocked and suspicious in his heart.

Shockingly, Yun Zhao had brought the Nine-Tailed Demon by his side for so many years, but he didn't find out;

Jiusi's matter, Yun Zhao and Zuo Tianmen have always been heart-to-heart, and they can understand her stubbornness, but they have to wait until she wakes up. As for Jiusi's demonic energy, it was not noticed...... Maybe he was suppressed or distracted by the evil spirit in yellow.

Xue Wuzhi secretly raised his eyes and found that the master was also puzzled, he thought about it again and again, and then decided to say the matter of "borrowing the sword".

It is related to Chang Xi Mountain.

Tao Yuan thought of the dead silence on Changxi Mountain, frowned and turned his head to ask Xue Wuzhi, "Where is that "Zuotianlu" now?"

Yun Zhao said that it had been destroyed by the woman in yellow. Xue Wuzhi hurriedly responded, he looked at Taoyuan's thoughtful appearance, and said tentatively, "Master, do you think that the matter of Chang Xishan is ...... with Lingying."

"It's nonsense!" Tao Yuan wrinkled his eyebrows, staring at the disciple he valued the most, "Cultivators are compassionate and compassionate, don't you just follow nonsense after listening to something, did I teach you in vain before?!"

Xue Wuzhi hurriedly bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"The most important thing at the moment is to keep your junior sister," Tao Yuan walked to the desk with a heavy heart, "As for what you just said, I will figure it out, Xiao Zhao is awake, you just tell her so." ”

"Yes, disciple understands. ”

Seeing that Heng was hesitant and restless all day, his mind was full of what Yun Zhao had said by the bonfire, and while thinking about the truth, he tightened his Gu beads, thought about it, and stuffed the Gu beads under his pillow, afraid that he would be searched.

Seeing Heng pacing in the room for a long time, when he looked up, he found a figure outside the door, and he didn't know how long he had been standing.

Seeing Heng patting his chest, he was a little annoyed, "Tang Mang, don't you squeak?!Are you going to scare people to death!"

"I'm sorry, fatty. Tang Mang's voice was soft and cold, she lowered her head and stared at the tip of her shoe, but she didn't look up.

"Fatty," Tang Mang looked at the little gray on the tip of his shoe, his face hidden under his hair and in the dark, blurred, "you...... How about a trip back to Taiqing?"