[The book continues from the above, and in the last book, it was said that Mu Qingming's thoughts were transmitted to Aunt Tie, asking her to find out if there were any records of lovesick tears and native spleens in the evil book of the Immortal Dao, so as to get some clues about the next move of the Immortal Dao. And when I went to the wonderful pen and iron birch of Happy Horse Mountain, I saw that on the barren and bare mountain, there were only ashes and powder. If you want to find it, you can't find it. For a while, Miaobi was very disappointed and couldn't help but be discouraged. But Tie Hua's rich experience quickly thought of summoning spirits and asking ghosts. Led out to Happy Horse Mountain, Tie Hua performed the technique of conjuring spirits, leading out the souls of the disciples of the ghost market hidden deep in the mountain, gathering them around him, and asking for clues. 】

"Is the woman who was sent by the lord of the ghost city okay?"

Mu Qingming finished transmitting his thoughts in the patio, and after going to see the clouds again, with a depressed and tense atmosphere, he turned around and returned to the bedroom of the main house, and saw his wife Mo Han, who had not continued to sleep under the moonlight, and also looked at him.

Mu Qingming shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just a little too sad." It's Kyaukyun, and he hasn't woken up yet. This blow is not small for her, I am worried that this child will collapse like this? ”。

Saying that, Mu Qingming came to the bedside, and sat down on the edge of the bed next to his wife.

Mo Han tilted her head, leaned on his shoulder, and looked at the cold spring sleeping with her thumb in her mouth on the small bed under the window opposite the bed, and worry also flooded from her eyes.

But it's not that I'm worried about the little ghost on the other side, it's the bright clouds upstairs outside the window.

I heard Jiaoyun say that she left her parents when she was very young, and then she has been living and practicing with the old fairy girl, and she has been staying in the ghost market for a long time. Whether it is the old fairy who is a grandmother, or the ghost market, Jiaoyun has a strong affection.

The fact that she was not allowed to go up the mountain after she went down the mountain at the beginning made her sad and uncomfortable for several days. Now that the entire ghost market is gone, and the old fairy girl has also passed away, the sadness in Jiaoyun's heart and this hurdle will not be good for a while.

Even if Ah Hong accompanies her around the city this time, I'm afraid that it may not be able to turn Jiaoyun's grief into strength quickly.

"I don't think this kid can collapse, she's much stronger than your big apprentice Ah Hong." After a while, the worry in Mo Han's eyes was like the tide of the ebb tide, quickly fading and dissipating: "She will not collapse, but will only be immersed in sadness for a long time and unable to extricate herself." Once she recovered, the Immortal Dao would see how terrifying and hideous her anger was. ”。

Mo Han, who whispered these softly, thought of the strength and firm gaze that he did not admit defeat when he practiced in the past, and he firmly believed that what he said was right.

Although this child first voted for the Divine Tune Sect and practiced under the Lock Dragon Sect, he had an imperceptible stubbornness and strength in his bones.

In the past, it was really not easy to see it, and many times there was only innocence on Kyaukyun's body. When something happens, this little girl is still quite reliable.

Just because she dared to directly question the water god of Dianchi Lake, and even was eager to teach the other party a lesson, it is not difficult to see that she is indeed not the kind of child who can't withstand the blow and is afraid of things.

In her eyes, what is right is right, but what is wrong is definitely wrong.

Although such children are less flexible, they are often able to withstand things.

"But I'm still optimistic about her, I'm afraid that she will do something impulsive. If you don't let her leave with you, leave Spring City and go back to Heizhugou to live for a while. Everything in the house is new to Kyaukyun, so it can also distract him. Mu Qing thought about it for a long time, and then said this while nodding.

"I'm not leaving, but you said it's okay to let Kyaukyun go." Unexpectedly, Mo Han still insisted on his previous decision, and rejected Mu Qingming bluntly: "Who will protect you when I leave?" ”。

In a word, Mu Qingming was immediately amused. The suppressed and tense atmosphere in the room also disappeared with Mu Qingming's chuckle.

He doesn't know how much higher his Taoism is than Mo Han, which round will get Mo Han to protect him.

But when he turned his head and saw the serious look on his wife's face by the bright moonlight, he couldn't laugh.

The moment the smile completely dissipated, Mu Qingming looked at Mo Han's bulging belly, and seemed to understand a truth - sometimes protecting this kind of thing has nothing to do with ability.

But because of this, Mu Qingming also suddenly changed his attention in this electric light. He decided to let Mo Han stay; Staying is not to ask Mo Han to take risks, but Mu Qingming has to protect his wife and the child in Mo Han's belly with his ability.

Also, he had to do something. For Kyaukyun, for the ghost city, for the ghost city lord, and for the people in the city, give Changshengdao a painful revenge......

On the Happy Horse Mountain, where the night breeze blows, black sandstorms are raised again. Like a curtain of black veil, it fluttered and changed a few times, and then fell to the ground again.

The wonderful pen on the top of the mountain stood up suddenly, and said in surprise: "Conjuring spirits? But we don't have any clothes in front of the deceased. ”。

This kind of side-by-side way, the wonderful pen that likes to read books understands it in detail. As far as he knew, the first thing to do was to go up from the front of the house. You can't do spiritualism, you have to climb to the roof and stand. But on this huge horse racing mountain, there is not even a section of ruins at this time, let alone a house. The first condition cannot be met.

Secondly, the spiritualist also holds the deceased's clothes and faces the north to call, and if the deceased is a man, he calls by name and word three times in a row, hoping that the soul of the deceased will return to the clothes. But so far, they don't know the names of the disciples in the ghost market, and the ghost knows how to call them when the time comes.

Then you have to come down from the back of the house. This is not the end of the matter, and after the house is finished, the clothes must be applied to the body of the deceased. But where are the bodies of the disciples of the ghost city?

Any condition for conjuring spirits cannot be met by taking it out alone. So after a moment of consternation, he still told Tie Hua what he thought of one by one. The intention is to tell Tie Hua not to be blind and light the lamp in vain.

"Boy, are you stupid to read?" Tie Hua snorted lightly in his nose, and said with a little disdain: "The kind you are talking about is a conjuring spirit for ordinary people, and the disciples of the ghost city are not ordinary people. And their method comes from Southern Buddhism. In Southern Buddhism, there are also four dwellings of compassion, compassion, joy, and giving. Among them, there is a life-saving secret Dharma that can make their bodies condense their souls out of their bodies at the moment of death, and ensure that their souls will not be scattered. It is precisely because of this method that their souls are hidden in the mountain at this time, and we only need a soul conjuring array to pull them out of the mountain. ”。

Before he said that, Tie Hua had already used his sleeves. Suddenly, there was a flash of blue light in the wide cuffs, and from it flew a flag of peach wood that was crossed, one vertical and two horizontal, and not twenty-four feet long.

Immediately afterwards, Tie Hua grabbed the flag that fell from the sky and planted it firmly on the ground in front of him. I saw that in the darkness, the top of this flag is made of the wood of Tongzi, which is engraved with patterns such as the sun, moon, stars, clouds, etc., and the lines of the clouds and flowing water make the pattern vivid, and the inner painting Tianzun is also a table of heaven. The name of the Emperor of Heaven is written on the belly of Bai Su Huang Xuan, and there are dragons and phoenixes on his feet. The two sides take the image in the hand, and the cloud dragon and the flying phoenix are the secondary, and the image is taken from the person. The foot also uses the wood of Tongzi, paints the mountains and rivers of the earth, the five mountains and the four desecrations, and takes the image on the ground.

Heaven and earth, the sun, the moon, the stars, the clouds, and the dragon and phoenix and other patterns are all there, which is a spirit flag.

Under the night wind, flags are flying, and hunting is sounding.

Then, Tie Hua took out seven plain white brocade silks from his sleeves that were one zhang long and no more than a foot wide, and although there was nothing on them, a wooden stick was tied at the end of the tail, and various charms were engraved on it.

"Come and help me." As he spoke, Tie Hua picked up one of the brocade silks, tied the top end to the top of the flag, and then stretched the brocade silk straight and inserted the ghost beating stick at the end on the ground.

Miaobi also went to help, and according to Tie Hua's actions, he tied other brocade silks to the top of the flag. It's just that the ghost beating sticks are not inserted in the same place, they are all heading in all directions. After the seven brocade silks were made, only the man was left without brocade silk and ghost sticks. On the other seven sides, there is a brocade silk and a ghost fighting stick.

A spiritist array had taken shape on the top of Happy Horse Mountain at night.

Tie Hua himself stood in the vacancy to the south, pinching the magic trick in his hand, and the pattern runes on the spirit banner and the ghost fighting stick all lit up, and each glowed with a red light.

At the same time, Tie Birch did not give the trick, and raised his right foot and gently stomped on the ground. When the dust flew up, his mouth read: "Visible and gloomy, ghosts and gods are seen from afar." ”。

When these words were spoken, the wind rose around the flag, and it spun around the flag rapidly. And the flags were also flying in the gloomy wind, and the hunting and hunting were non-stop.

The land within a kilometer of the banner was shining with green and flickering endlessly. Bloody ghosts came out of the land in the blue light one by one.

A Dao Sen Ran ghost aura also emanated from the bodies of these ghosts. For a while, the black gas in the blue light was diffused, and the yin wind could not be blown away, which was even more weird.

Soon, Miaobi saw that one of the ghosts was very familiar, and after a closer look, he recognized that it was the Taoist who Mu Qingming let go, and the person who later cast himself under the main door of the ghost market.

No, now he is no longer human, but a ghost who has appeared dead, and the head and neck on his neck are just connected to a layer of skin, and he is crumbling.

Among all the ghosts, he has the strongest ghost energy.

The body was covered in black air, as if he was wearing a well-fitting black cloak or cloak.

All the ghosts are disciples of the ghost market, and the dragon lockers have seen it more or less, they roared in a low voice in the conjuring array, and slowly surrounded Tie Hua's side, and Tie Hua let go of his hand.

Seeing these acquaintances again, they are already separated by yin and yang, whether it is Tie Hua or Miaobi, there are a little mixed tastes in my heart.

But that's exactly what it has to do.

Tie Hua looked around at the surrounding ghosts, and finally landed his gaze on the face of one of the ghosts, and slowly asked, "What happened here?" ”。

The ghost he was watching suddenly became a little dull, opened his lips slightly, and said slowly: "The Immortal Dao has attacked the ghost city and wants to rob our city lord's native spleen. ”。

The voice was low and hoarse, and it was terrible. But it can't help it, it has this eye-catching, bloody neck, so it's good to be able to make a sound.

What's more, it was forced to answer questions by the Spiritist Array, and it was naturally difficult to have any sense of color in its voice, which not only sounded ugly, but also a little boring.

But Tie Hua doesn't care, as long as he can ask about the cause and effect. So he asked, "What else did the Immortal Dao do?" ”。

What can they ask from the mouth of a ghost? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.