The black shadow of the snake opened its big mouth and slowly approached the motionless Li Xiangru, in its eyes, this aura of discouragement with a gray aura was a delicacy. It had been on this roof beam for more than a few months, and the new owner of the land looked weak at first, but it could feel the resentment in his body even heavier than it, and although it looked delicious, he really didn't have the courage to open his mouth. Later, there was a strong righteousness in the master's chest, which suppressed him to death, so that he could only hide among the rubble and tremble, for fear that he would be caught by Li Xiangru and made fertilizer for his camellia trees.

Now this Li Xiangru's body looks even weaker, his breath is chaotic, his expression is tired and sad, for it has been hungry for nearly half a year, this is a golden opportunity. Under a "eat him, eat him, eat him quickly" like a demonic seductive voice, it no longer hesitated, opened its big mouth and rushed up suddenly, it imagined that if it could swallow this Li Xiangru, its cultivation would naturally improve a lot, and it would no longer have to be molested in this broken house.

Hope is often beautiful, and only with a kind of beauty can life continue. However, in reality, the backbone always ruthlessly destroys every good wish.

It stared blankly at the face that was close at hand, but it couldn't move. That pale and evil face unfolded an evil smile, it was a kind of self-indulgent ridicule and mockery, it had lived for many years in this Ning'an Town, which was full of human roots, killing, greed, jealousy, hatred, hatred, and indignation, it had seen countless people's various hateful faces, and it didn't know how many of those sad and desperate corpses had been devoured, and it was very familiar with this expression in front of it.

Li Xiangru turned around and directly restrained its throat, smiled and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I'm finally willing to give it up?"

It struggled, staring incredulously at the man in front of it, distorting the smoke to make it more illusory, and stammering, "No...... No...... This is impossible! I am illusory! How can you possibly hold me with your hands? It can't be!" it struggled to break free of its powerful palm, only to find that everything was suddenly useless.

The corners of Li Xiangru's mouth lifted lightly, and he took out a piece of paper sand rune from his arms and shook it in front of it, and said with a smile.

Its eyes widened, and it slowly transformed into the appearance of a six- or seven-year-old child, with a dejected face, this is a Yin and Yang family's ghost collection rune, the grade is not low, the most Taoist is not high enough for it to be imperceptible, or rather, out of that kind of greedy desire, it does not pay attention to the changes in the surrounding air currents at all. But it still unwillingly shook its childlike limbs, and scolded angrily and angrily: "Let go of grandpa! You're going to strangle your grandpa to death! Ahem...... have the ability to put your grandpa down and have an open and honest competition with grandpa!"

It blushed, as if it were really a six- or seven-year-old child who had been caught in the neck by an adult, and slowly even its eye sockets became red and rolled its eyes.

"Huh" Li Xiangru was surprised and put down the thing in his hand.

In a weightless and trance situation, the little ghost fell to the ground, and the buttocks had the most intimate contact with the ground, and he began to scream, Li Xiangru frowned, took out a rune and reached out and stuck it directly on his body, the little ghost raised his head and cried but suddenly found that he couldn't make a sound in his throat. When I looked down, I found that there was the yellow paper talisman on my chest, and I reached out to tear it, but my tender fingers touched it but jumped three feet high as if it were on fire. It's just that this time it's okay to be a little prepared, and although he was very embarrassed when he landed, he didn't hurt his ass again.

The little ghost stared at Li Xiangru angrily, wanting to kill him by raising the ghost qi, but after several efforts, he found that there was nothing in his body, he didn't care about anger, and looked around his body in horror.

Li Xiangru watched the little ghost jump and toss with a smile, like a pantomime on the stage, and the children in brocade and jade robes performed frantically to amuse the audience.

The little ghost couldn't lift the ghost energy, couldn't cast a spell to transform, and didn't dare to touch the kind of paper talisman on his chest that could make it shake, glared at Li Xiangru angrily, his mouth kept squirming, and he pointed to the rune on his chest, and saw Li Xiangru teasing his eyes like a monkey watching the street, so he began to rush over and want to beat him with his fists and feet.

Li Xiangru didn't have to think about it to know that there must be some vicious abuse in his mouth, but he was not annoyed in his heart, and he thought it was extremely interesting.

He stretched out a hand, against the head of the little ghost, still with a smile on his face, and said: "These paper talismans are all learned by me by playing books, and I have never learned them seriously, very ordinary yellow paper cinnabar, but it is just a point of purple fire, it seems that the effect is still good?"

The imp was still struggling, punching and kicking, but the force hit his hand without feeling. After tossing for a while, Li Xiangru lost his interest in teasing, and directly picked up the collar of the little ghost and lifted him, and said indifferently: "First, don't swear, and second, don't speak loudly." Third, answer my questions seriously, nod your head if you agree, and overtake you with paper notes if you don't agree. ”

The little ghost spat in his face, and when he saw Li Xiangru easily dodging his head sideways, he didn't keep his mouth tight, his head was raised, and he looked stubborn and immature as if he were dead.

Li Xiangru's cold face unconsciously felt a burst of anger and amusement. As soon as his eyes rolled, he stretched out his right hand, and a stream of purple fire appeared from the tip of his slender middle finger, and the purple fire gradually approached the little ghost. The little ghost kept looking at the small cluster of purple fire on his fingertips in horror out of the corner of his eyes, and then he turned his head and nodded desperately, which was considered to be accepted.

Purple fire is the nemesis of all yin and evil. They are like a wax oil lamp, which burns out when it encounters a purple fire, and the fire cannot be extinguished.

Although it has been in the road for a hundred years, it still has an instinctive resistance to this flame. If it weren't for the cinnabar runes on his chest, he wouldn't necessarily be so frightened if it weren't for the purple fire quenching.

"It is not easy to practice, but do it and cherish it. Li Xiangru persuaded with a smile, and when he saw the little ghost's frightened gaze and nod, he slowly moved the purple fire in his hand away, and asked again, "Agreed?"

The little ghost looked at Li Xiangru's fingertips helplessly, a line of tears flowed from his eyes in aggrieved, closed his eyes and nodded.

Li Xiangru laughed angrily: "Otherwise, will you cry?"

Hearing this, the little ghost opened his eyes and shook his head, and a deferential look immediately appeared on his face.

Li Xiangru tore off the rune in the little ghost's chest, and the little ghost immediately exhaled a breath, pointed at Li Xiangru and scolded: "You are ...... You're big, you have the final say. ”

Your uncle, after the last two words touched Li Xiangru's sharp eyes, he ate back decisively, and even his voice became submissive.

He really wanted to be high-profile, but his strength didn't allow it! However, since he couldn't speak out, he could scold in his heart and in his stomach. So, he smiled flatteringly and respectfully showed a smile that he naturally thought was very bright and flattering, but in his heart he greeted the eighteenth generation of Lee Xiangru's ancestors.

Li Xiangru stretched out his middle finger, and the purple fire jumped out and reflected the fire swaying in the eyes of the little ghost, and he said indifferently: "It's not okay to scold in my heart, otherwise I will burn you!"

"Huh...... How do you know I'm scolding you?......" After blurting out, the little ghost who reacted looked annoyed, and was so angry that he slapped himself twice in the face, and muttered in a low voice: "Idiot! Idiot!"

The slap sound "snapped", and the little ghost immediately left two red palm prints on his face, which was his own punishment for not having three hundred taels of silver here.

Li Xiangru rolled his eyes, slapped his face, sat on the ground, beckoned to the little ghost, and motioned for him to come over. The little ghost came over resignedly, with a restrained expression, but he no longer dared to resist.

"How long have you been here?" asked Lee Sang-ru.

The little ghost lowered his head, his hands behind his back and pressed his buttocks tightly, and rubbed it with his hands, as if the pain just now had not completely disappeared, he lowered his eyes, it seemed that it was a shameful thing to admit defeat to a mortal like this, if it was passed out, he would no longer be able to mix in his peers, and he would no longer have the face to face other ghosts in Ning'an Town, so he was fighting in his heart, and he was directly wandering in the face of admitting and bravery.

Li Xiangru didn't care about those, at first it was just out of curiosity, although his master had told him that there were not only strange beasts and monsters in this world, but also yin spirits and evil spirits, if he had to encounter some strange things from his memory, he could also find out some duanmi, but he was too lazy to think about it. Now I finally caught one, and it looks pretty good, but it's a little weaker.

He recalled that before moving in, the tooth shop and the owner hurriedly signed the contract and received the money and ran away, which made him a little surprised and puzzled at the time, he searched the entire courtyard, but did not find the specific location of this sneaky, and the only basis for judging that this is sneaky is the yin qi of that thing, which is similar to the ground in his body, but the yin qi of this little ghost is simply weak compared to the thing in his body. Even if you have eaten the kiwifruit in the small world, you can suppress it in momentum,

Shortly after he moved in, a black qi attack in his body caused his qi to churn and chaos, and this evil spirit came out and waited for an opportunity to attack him at the moment when he was most weak and tired. At that time, Da Hei was about to throw a bowl in his mouth from the window, on the one hand, it was also a reminder to him.

He rarely lived here for a while, and the evil didn't make any move and ignored it. Taking advantage of the bad mood today, I came up with a plan to lure this thing out, so that I don't have to hide here all the time to make people worry.

Except for one hidden danger, so as not to dream too much at night.

Li Xiangru waited for a long time and didn't see the little ghost answer, then raised his voice again, and asked repeatedly, "What are you? How long have you been here?"

There was a kind of majesty in his voice, he raised his palm in front of him again, twisted his fingers lightly, and it seemed that purple fire would come out of his fingers again and pounced directly at the little ghost.

The little ghost had a pimple in his heart, he wanted to jump up and say a few words to be brave, it has seen countless fights and brawls in the streets and alleys all the year round, the person always held his head high, and said "bold words" and "seeing death as home" with a long face, in fact, on the side, he saw that the calves and stomachs of those who spoke the words of the rivers and lakes were trembling, and the breath of fear and horror floated straight towards it.

After all, the little ghost chose to compromise discouragedly, it is true that life is precious, and cultivation is even more difficult.

The owner of the purple fire must have a special once-in-a-lifetime fate, or a natural physique. The people who can directly conjure up the Purple Fire Land with their bodies are very few in his more than 500 years of experience and heard, at least those legendary old Taoist priests who collect ghosts can only forge the Purple Fire with the help of yellow paper rune cinnabar and high-level earth formulas. Therefore, it no longer seems so difficult to convince this young scholar, who looks frail and weak.

Thinking of this, the little ghost coughed a few times, coughed lightly a few times to clear his throat, and said proudly and even a little arrogantly: "I am the Night Wandering God! I have been in Ning'an Town for five hundred years!"