Qingfeng has not been heard from since he was imprisoned by Officer Liu last year, and Xiao Yu also guessed that Guishan would not stop there, but he didn't expect it to come so late.

The other party dares to come to fight alone, presumably he is also a person with some ability, although Xiao Yu doesn't want to make trouble, but he won't back down, if he doesn't go, the other party will use other ways to make him shoot, so this time, he must face the battle.

"Guishan hasn't made a sound for a long time, this time I even asked you directly to fight the Dao Method, and we have to prepare."

Lao Bai looked at the note handed to him by Xiao Yu, and said such a sentence after a long time, and the ghost corpse did not speak next to him, this guy looked unfazed at any time, although the progress of cultivation was slow, but it looked stronger than before, it should be because he often went out at night.

The cultivation of the ghost corpse is different from that of ordinary people, he only needs to absorb a small amount of yang energy from the human body, he can keep his physical body incorruptible, and it has no effect on mortals, and the people who make the ghost corpse covenant are generally those night women, because he is a corpse, even if he fights every day and night, it will not have any effect on him.

"The other party said the fighting method, but did not explain the location of the fighting method, it seems to be the air fighting method, I can't imagine that Guishan really has some ability, and there are such characters."

Xiao Yu sat on the sofa, his brows furrowed, for some reason, he suddenly felt a little inexplicably flustered, this kind of thing has never happened, but now...

"Don't tell Xiao Xue about this matter first, lest she worry."

Xiao Yu stood up, said with a serious face, and then looked at Lao Bai and said, "Lao Bai, come to the dojo with me, Brother Chen, watch the door, no one is allowed to enter."

Dojo, this is Xiao Yu in the decoration of the time, specially decorated, enshrined Sanqing portraits, and some Maoshan magic vessels, one of the magic vessels, is a three-foot long whisk, this whisk was sent by Director Liu when he moved, said that it was sent by a friend, it was useless to put it at home, just to give it to Xiao Yu, although the dust is not a magic weapon, but the workmanship is fine, Xiao Yu is usually enshrined here, let the aura wash, in the absorption of incense, thus becoming a magic weapon.

And under the dust, there are also the money swords sent by Bai Zimo, as well as copper gourds, turtle shells, and some talismans, which Xiao Yu usually prepares.

On the wall around the dojo, there are eight huge Dharma flags, the hair flags are painted by Xiao Yu himself, of course, the best materials are used, the hair flags have been blessed by the Tao for 7749 days, and they already have some power.

The roofs are all steel structures, and there are three hundred and six lotus lamps hanging below, the lotus lanterns are ever-bright lamps, and the old white specially adds clear oil every day, and it has never been extinguished.

On the ground is a huge Yin and Yang Taiji, Taiji with eight trigrams, facing the eight directions, where Xiao Yu often meditates and cultivates.

Seeing Xiao Yu's serious face, Lao Bai immediately got up and followed Xiao Yu, and after coming to the dojo, Xiao Yu quickly lit the red candle, bowed to Sanqing, and then took out the turtle shell, shook it gently, and then the copper coin fell, Xiao Yu fixed his eyes and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Xunshan moves, the wind and clouds rise, the hexagram appears, and the tiger returns to the mountain."

Although Lao Bai could understand something, he didn't know why, seeing Xiao Yu's brows stretched, he immediately said, "How is it, is there something?" ”

Xiao Yu shook his head, and then lit a stick of incense and said, "It's no big deal, it's just that I'm scared tonight, it seems that the other party is going to make a move, let's prepare."

………

When Xiao Yu was preparing to fight, in a remote woods in the local area, all kinds of talismans were hung around, huge hair flags were hung high, in a semi-encircled state, around the hair flags, there were many one-person-high scarecrows, the scarecrows were tied with red threads, and the red lines were connected one by one, and finally gathered in front of a magic altar in front of them.

In the middle of the altar was a one-foot-tall wooden figure wearing a black suit, and all the red threads were around the puppet's neck.

Behind the altar stood a black-faced man, the big man had a dark beard, looking mighty and domineering, and on the table in front of the big man, there were three scarecrows, this scarecrow was not made of ordinary straw, but made of a kind of shuttle grass in the mountains.

Shuttle grass in the countryside, the old people use to weave straw shoes, this grass is soft, and the toughness is very good, very strong, in the hands of the Taoist, after the blessing of the Tao, more than ten times more powerful than the ordinary scarecrow, but any straw man has a flaw, that is, afraid of flames, especially Fu Huo for them, that can be a fatal threat.

"Exorcist Daoist, I've already sent someone to hand it over to that Xiao Yu, but I don't know if he dares to come."

Behind the black-faced man, a man with a white jade face was standing there respectfully, and behind this man, there were two people dressed as bodyguards, looking serious.

"Well, you don't have to worry if you come or not, thank you this time, I will arrange for you what you said, you go back first."

The black-faced man didn't reply, then his eyes closed slightly, and he sat there without moving for a while.

The man in the back opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, and finally he could only grit his teeth and retreat.

Hearing the footsteps of the other party leaving, the black-faced man's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and then he looked at the scarecrow in front of him, the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a strange expression.

"Xiao Yu, be nosy, I will let you know that my senior brother Guishan is not so easy to bully."

After speaking, the man took out a talisman from the pocket next to him, on which Xiao Yu's name was written, and there was also a line of birthdays.

"It's really rich to make the ghost grind, just take a little effort, I have all your information, let's have a good time tonight."

The black-faced man sneered, then pressed the yellow talisman against the scarecrow in front of him, his eyes slightly closed, and then he said something in his mouth.

About a minute later, the black-faced man's eyes suddenly opened, and then his hands formed a strange handprint, holding his hands together, and he looked at the scarecrow a little, and then gently lifted it up, and the scarecrow immediately moved, and then slowly lifted it, but just half a halve, and then suddenly fell down again.

At the same time, Xiao Yu was sitting in the dojo of the villa meditating, and suddenly felt that his body seemed to be disobedient, and he was actually held up, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, his hands were sealed, his body was flipped, and then a palm was slapped forward, and then that feeling disappeared.

"Lao Bai, set up an altar".

Xiao Yu shouted, and then a carp jumped up, slapped it on the offering table with one hand, and a wooden sword flew out and was grabbed by him in his hand.

Lao Bai heard Xiao Yu's voice, and hurriedly pushed out the table that had been prepared a long time ago, this kind of table was specially bought by Xiao Yu in the market, for convenience, because there are wheels underneath, as long as you push it over and fix it, you can use it.

Xiao Yu stood in front of the altar, his fingers on his chest, his eyes surging with inspiration, and he looked around carefully.

"I have a little ability, and I actually found my eight characters, but it is not so easy to use eight characters to clean me up."