Song Daochang's tone was solemn, and he told the two apprentices:

"No matter what, this trip to Shenzhuang is full of dangers, if you are not careful, I am afraid that you will fall into it, you must be more careful."

As soon as his voice fell, he saw that the two apprentices answered.

The old Taoist's gaze fell on Song Qingxiao's body, remembering her previous posture of being like a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, and couldn't help but feel a big headache:

"Qingxiao." He scolded with a heavy face:

"Especially you, you must not leave the master's side for half a step."

Speaking of this, he was deeply afraid that Song Qingxiao would do some dangerous behavior again, and added:

"There are some things that you can't touch at will!" After speaking, he asked with a cold face:

"Do you hear that?"

Song Qing looked down at the irrepressible worry in his eyes, nodded, and responded.

It wasn't until he saw her promise that the old Taoist priest seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

After this breath relaxed, he seemed to realize that something was not quite right with his fingers, and let out a painful snort.

Song Qingxiao's gaze fell on his raised finger, which had been bitten by the old Taoist priest before, and it seemed that he was preparing to use a blood spell to stop the powerful ghost possessed by the old man who was driving the car.

It's a pity that he didn't have time to point out the blood, but he was attacked by a powerful ghost.

Yin Qi invaded his fingers along the wound, and the entire palm was frighteningly swollen at this time.

Especially on the middle finger, the nails have been blackened, and the tubes at the fingertips are clearly emerging, with a trace of black gas entrenched on them, which is extremely hideous.

"Master......"

When Song Changqing saw this, he couldn't help but exclaim.

The old man who was driving the car was also frightened, and the other man in the car didn't snort, and the old Taoist priest immediately pinched the seal with one hand and hit his arm.

I saw that the black qi that had originally spread up along the palm of his hand suddenly stopped as soon as his magic trick entered.

The old Taoist's fingers slowly slid down his forearm, and the spiritual power forced the yin qi to retreat, and the black qi withdrew from between the palms of his fingers, retracted into the middle finger, and finally turned into black blood, dripping out of the wound at the middle finger and falling to the ground in the carriage.

It wasn't until the blood turned black and red that the old Taoist priest stopped sweating profusely.

A foul smell spread, making the old man subconsciously cover his nose.

Song Daochang forced out the yin qi, and took out a piece of rune paper from his pocket with one hand, recited a few incantations in his mouth, and pressed it with his backhand.

When the rune light touched the wound, a burst of golden light burst out, and then disappeared into invisibility, but the wound had been completely sealed, and it disappeared in a short time.

The old Taoist priest took out another talisman and threw it into the black blood containing yin qi on the ground, and the talisman paper burned with a 'boom', and the black blood turned into nothingness.

After doing all this, the old Taoist priest seemed to be exhausted, and leaned back on the back of the carriage, his face like gold paper.

"Master."

Song Changqing called out with some concern, the old Taoist priest's face was pale, his emaciated chest rose and fell, his trembling nose was covered with sweat, and when he heard the call of the big apprentice, he didn't even open his eyelids, but just said:

"You keep an eye on the surroundings, protect my junior sister, I'll breathe for a while."

His character is the strongest, and if it is not a last resort, it is impossible to say that he wants to rest at this time.

Song Changqing's expression was dazed, and before he could speak, he heard Song Qing's soft voice:

"Don't worry, I'll look inside the car."

"You little girl, ......" When Song Changqing heard this, he couldn't help muttering:

"How do you rob the words of the senior brother?"

Having said that, I was very moved by the little sister's sensibility in my heart.

Everyone was a little nervous, Song Daochang seemed to have been injured, and only two young disciples were left to keep the car, and they were afraid that the two young people would not be able to support the overall situation.

However, the old man who was driving the car looked at Song Daochang's pale face, and guessed that he might have something to do with saving himself, and he was embarrassed to call him with a weak heart and moved, so he had to be silent, but he prayed in his heart that he hoped that nothing would happen again along the way.

In addition, although the man who got into the car was also afraid that there would be another incident after Song Daochang's pranayama, he did not dare to disturb Song Daochang's practice.

First, Song Changqing is tall and big, and he looks very burly and scary.

If he forcibly asked Song Daochang to stare at the car, it was very likely to anger his apprentice and invite a beating, not to mention that it would be troublesome if he was driven out of the car alone in this wilderness.

Second, Song Daochang was just pranayama, others were in the car, and something really happened, his two apprentices were still in the car, even if he didn't save others, he couldn't ignore the two apprentices.

After thinking about this, everyone fell silent and stopped making a sound.

Song Changqing glanced at Song Qingxiao, as if he had something to say, but after looking at Song Daochang, who was pranayama, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, just sat at the door of the car with wide eyes, raised his spirit, sensed every move around him, and was alert to the danger coming again.

I don't know if it was because the strange black line in the eyes of Aunt Wu and the old man driving the car was pulled out, and there were no twists and turns along the way.

Because of the change of bronze armor to carry the car, the time that was expected to take seven or eight hours to go to Shenzhuang was greatly reduced, and after less than two hours, the speeding car had stopped.

The old man and the man, who had been nervous from the previous incidents, felt tired, and after the rest of the road was smooth, the two of them dozed off unconsciously.

"Here we are."

It wasn't until Song Changqing let out a low cry that the two of them opened their eyes blankly.

Although I slept for a while, my heart was hanging, and I felt that I couldn't sleep very well, my eyes were very sour at this time, and my body was very painful.

The car had stopped, and it was so quiet that you could hear a pin dropping.

As the leading silkworm breeding place in China, Shenzhuang is famous all over the country.

The water traffic extending in all directions makes this place very prosperous, in the past, boats came and went, and there were people in the nearby ten miles and eight towns, and it was very lively.

Although the man in the car who was about to go home had not moved to Shenzhuang for a few years, he also had some impressions of Shenzhuang, remembering that there were many boats parked by the river, and some porters and singers who helped pull goods.

"Arrived at Shenzhuang?"

He couldn't believe it, and in such an eeriely quiet environment, he couldn't help but lower his voice.

But even so, as soon as he said this, it was very harsh in this extremely quiet environment.

"It's already here."

Song Changqing spoke again, and as soon as the words fell, he saw that Song Daochang, who was originally closing his eyes and pranayama, also slowly opened his eyes.

He recuperated for a while, and his face was better than before, but there was no way to heal so quickly from the injury caused by the invasion of Yin Qi, not to mention the spiritual power and divine sense he had lost, and it was impossible for him to recover to the peak in such a short period of time.

Song Changqing took the lead in jumping out of the car, grabbed a huge package on his back, and reached out to lead Song Qingxiao:

"Little junior sister, watch your step."

Song Qing wanted to jump out of the car, but finally put his hand on his palm, and then got out of the car.

The rest of the people also came one by one, and before Song Daochang got up, he patted Aunt Wu who was lying on the stool:

"Don't hurry up yet!"

He knew very well that Aunt Wu had been possessed twice, which seriously injured the vitality of the root, and at this time, the coma was to nourish his soul.

In this way, she slept very deeply, and when the old Taoist priest called her, he forcibly stimulated her soul with his divine sense, and woke her directly from her deep sleep.

Aunt Wu was slapped by him, her fat body shook heavily, and as soon as she woke up, she let out an earth-shattering howl:

"Hell!"

Her memory is still stuck in the time when she was possessed by a female ghost, Song Daochang took out a silver mirror and reflected the female ghost in the mirror.

At that time, although Aunt Wu's body had been controlled, she still had a trace of consciousness, and as soon as she woke up, she remembered that scene, and immediately opened her throat and screamed.

At this time, the periphery of Shen Zhuang was so quiet, even the man's whispered question before was extremely loud, not to mention Aunt Wu's voice at this time.

I saw her voice spread, and echoes came from all directions:

"What the hell—"

"What the hell—"

"Ghost-ghost-ghost-"

The echo from the distance seemed to be contaminated with a bit of cold silence here, and it seemed extremely resentful and cold, and it became more and more difficult to hear.

The old man who drove the car and the man who had just gotten out of the car were like two frightened quails, their backs were tightly pressed against their backs, and they all covered their ears with their hands, and their bodies trembled, hoping to isolate Aunt Wu's screams.

But no matter how tightly their ears are plugged, they can still hear the voice of resentment coming into their ears from far and near:

"Hell—ah—"

"Sss

Song Changqing also felt that his back was numb, and a slight cool air rose between his teeth, and he felt that his teeth were so cold that they were faintly painful.

Aunt Wu herself was frightened by her own voice, if she hadn't seen Song Daochang's figure in front of her, she might have been scared out of her body on the spot.

"Dao Chief, Dao Chief, woo woo woo-" As soon as she saw Daoist Song, even though she was like seeing a relative, she was busy coming to hug him, but the old Taoist priest was so frightened that he took a big step back and warned her:

"Wu Shen's family, men and women can't be recognized."

After rolling on the edge of life and death, and finally came to her senses, Aunt Wu knew that it was the old Taoist priest in front of her who saved her life.

These so-called red tape are naturally not worth mentioning compared to life.

She was not angry when she was reprimanded, but more sober, and after confirming that her life was saved, she couldn't help but be afraid and happy.

"Am I alright? Dao Chief? ”

"It's okay for now."

The old Taoist priest was afraid that her behavior would get out of control, so he withdrew from the carriage and motioned for his eldest disciple to step forward and help her get out of the car.

"W-where is this?" Aunt Wu had just come to her senses and had many questions in her heart, but she could see that this was not the time to ask.

The accident on the road has caused her psychological shadow as soon as the vehicle stops several times, although she saw everyone getting out of the car, she shrank in the car and was reluctant to go down.

"It's already here, Aunt Wu, you can talk about it after you get out of the car."

"Arrived, arrived?"

As soon as she heard Shen Zhuang instead of having another accident, she hesitated for a while before slowly poking her head out.

I saw ten bronze armored men standing around the carriage, but the oxen pulling the cart were nowhere to be seen.

The gray fog in the distance was so thick that for a moment it was impossible to tell whether it was night or early morning.

"This, is this Shen Zhuang?"

Shen Zhuang's change not only surprised the man, but even Aunt Wu was taken aback.

The Shen Zhuang in her memory is not like this, she only came here a few days ago, and it is still very lively, but at this time it looks like a quiet ghost town!

"The yin qi is already very heavy."

The old Taoist's words were a little heavy, and there was a bit of helplessness in his eyes: "Presumably, the situation in Shen Zhuang should also be very critical. ”

After speaking, he let out a long sigh:

"Alas, unjust!"

Aunt Wu's body trembled heavily, her eyes turned around, and she saw Song Qing's junior brother and sister, as well as the old man who was driving the car and another man.

Other than that, there was no one around.

When the weasel pack besieged the ox cart, she was unconscious, so naturally she did not have this memory.

At this time, I saw the old man's eyes red and swollen, and his face was pale, even if she had no personal experience, she had already guessed some clues, and she couldn't help but tremble, and she didn't ask out loud.

"Ghost ~~~~~~~~~ ah~~~~~~~~~~"

The echo was still coming from far and near, like a ghostly sighing at the end of the mist.

Aunt Wu tightened her neck, and she couldn't wait to cover her ears like the old man and the man in the car, and cut off the sound.

"Let's find the East Dock first."

She stomped her foot and opened her mouth to speak, exhaling a whitish mist:

"In the past, the ferries that entered Shenzhuang would stop there to transport pedestrians."

Aunt Wu stammered, her teeth clucking: "Nearby, there are hotels nearby," a faint glimmer of hope welled up in her puffy eyes:

"If there is anyone, you can just ask......"

It is clear that winter has not yet fallen, but the riverside today is already cold.

A palpitating coldness penetrated into the flesh from the soles of the feet and the pores of the body, almost merging into the bone marrow, freezing the blood of the person into ice.

Everyone stood for a while, they all felt unbearable, goosebumps poured out layer by layer, the kind of chill could not be driven away at all, and they all hated to find a place to settle down quickly to avoid the cold.

After hearing Aunt Wu's words, everyone nodded.

Song Daochang waved his hand, and there were words in his mouth.

I saw that the ten bronze armored people quickly shrank under his secret spell, and in an instant, they turned into more than a dozen copper beans and flew into his palm.

He took the small handful of copper beans and stuffed them into his pocket.

This miraculous scene made Aunt Wu and the others stunned, and it added respect to him.

Among several people, Aunt Wu is a native of Shenzhuang, she knows her best here, even if she has been married for decades, she has walked this road many times.

But when she came back this time, she found that she didn't seem to know much about Shen Zhuang.

Everyone followed her for a long time, but the more she circled, the more frightened she became.

The surrounding fog was shrouded, and the familiar scene in the past was surprisingly strange at this time, Aunt Wu walked for a long time, as if she was spinning in place, and did not find any familiar landmarks, nor did she see half a living person.

"Ghost ...... Ghost...... Ah......h

In the mist, there was a faint echo of screams, which penetrated into the eardrums of several people, disturbing people's hearts and minds.

"Ghost ...... Ah......h

Layers of goosebumps jumped on the back of Aunt Wu's neck and arms, she shivered, and was about to scold herself when she heard Song Qingxiaoqing's cold voice say:

"Someone's coming."