Seeing a colorful poisonous centipede swooping out at his door, Yang Congxun was in a hurry, hurriedly folded his arms in front of his face, and then rolled in the direction where the green centipede pounced, wanting to avoid the pair of oncoming poisonous claws.

At this moment, a ridiculous scene appeared: at the moment when the poisonous centipede jumped high, the group of trumpets circling back and forth in the sky happened to pass over Yang Congxun's head again, and immediately took the centipede in mid-air with one claw and one mouth.

Before the birds flew out, the big centipede with a length of seven or eight inches was torn by the trumpeters for more than ten pieces, and they all raised their necks and swallowed their stomachs.

(The owls present said that this centipede supper tasted good, but the portion was too small, and the number of owls and few centipedes was not enough.) ）

Suddenly, a high-pitched young man's voice sounded in the silent moonlit night: "Where is the third brother?" Brother can't do it here, brother hurry up and sing some little songs to help me! ”

It turned out that although Yang Congxun had gotten rid of the poisonous centipede that rushed at his door in time, it also put himself in a more dangerous situation.

Just when Yang Congxun was panting for breath, in the four directions around him, up and down, left and right, the movement of scorpions crawling sounded together.

Yes, this is a self-imposed net, and people have made dumplings!

Now Yang Congxun finally understood that the pretty girl who was dancing on the mountain rock was by no means easy to match, and it was obviously a thorny rose.

Although the girl kept singing 'birds of the woods', in fact this group of terrifying trumpets was just a cover to lure the enemy, and the real killing move was the poisonous scorpion insects that had been quietly lurking in the crevices of the nearby ground.

At the moment, the girl only used a centipede to successfully force Yang Congxun into her ambush circle...... It seems that later, Daoist Xiao Yang is afraid that he will inevitably end up with a swarm of insects and devouring bodies.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that they will never let the girl standing on the mountain rock continue to sing and dance there, otherwise they will not know what strange things will come out later.

Thinking of this, Yang Congxun's heart suddenly moved, and then he plucked onions from dry land, jumped up from the ground, and while protecting his head and face with his arms, he ran wildly in the direction of the spring pool.

As soon as he got up, Yang Congxun felt more than twenty huge scorpions jump out of his body, crackling and smashing on him.

However, most of the scorpions that flew up slid to the ground in convulsions the moment they touched Yang Congxun's robe, and only two or three of them hung on the robe with the help of their burr-covered hook claws.

As a Taoist priest who wants to set incense altars for others at every turn, Yang Congxun's Taoist robe has been soaked with insecticidal and poison-repellent realgar and dansha powder, but all the five poisons, as long as they 'see' Yang Congxun's robe, they will immediately escape.

(Realgar and cinnabar are both the main materials for making talismans, and they are also powerful tools to repel poisonous insects in the past.)

Especially realgar, just adding a small twist of realgar to the wine pot can make the white lady who has been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years show its original form, not to mention how domineering it is. ）

Although Yang Congxun's robe, which has not been cleaned for several years, does look a little buried on the outside, and even has a slight taste...... But such a good 'magic weapon' to ward off poison, it is worthless when washed with water.

This is the same as playing with walnuts, the valuable thing is the layer of pulp on the outside of walnuts; The more moist and thicker this layer of pulp, the more valuable the walnuts underneath be, and once the pulp is brushed off, it will be boring.

Gossip, but it was said that Yang Congxun slapped the scorpion worm hanging on his body, and stumbled into the rock pile next to the spring, looking around for a hole where he could temporarily stay, hoping to avoid the group of trumpets roaring from behind.

Finally, Yang Cong followed behind a huge mountain rock more than a foot high, found a shallow pit five feet high and four wide, and about two feet deep, and hurriedly bent down and squeezed into the pit.

Yang Congxun had just shrunk into the pit when a large group of red-eyed trumpets swept past the side of the pit with a terrible whistling sound.

A few crisp sounds of cloth tearing sounded, and the corners of the robe that had not yet been put into the pit in time were torn apart by the sharp claws of the trumpet, and instantly turned into more than ten pieces the size of fingers, scattered and scattered like snowflakes.

At this time, Yang Congxun, who finally won a little respite, suddenly shouted at the top of his throat: "Third brother, you should hurry up and sing a little song to help me!" ”

As Yang Congxun shouted, a Xiao Dan joke with three points of charm, three points of charm and four points of tease sounded in a tone: "...... The fourth watch drum is busy, and my sister blushes with shame, although there is only one night of dew, this mandarin duck pillow has a long dream......"

Good guy, it is actually the most famous "Exploring the Qingshui River" in the flowery minor key, and he sang the most energetic fourth watch when he came up...... Deyun Club didn't dare to act like this in public!

Kindness...... Something strange seems to have gotten in again?

Endorsement in the book, in fact, Hu San's echo insect in his hand was originally quite serious, even if he sang a few folk tunes, it was the kind that could be performed in front of the public.

However, since Liu Zhaoxuan, the old ghost of Dan Eun, joined the ghost support team behind the echoing insects, things suddenly became delicate.

Since the forty-second year of Jiajing, Liu Zhaoxuan has been wandering in the willow alleys of Flower Street for a full two hundred and forty-three years!

Even if Liu Zhaoxuan was not good at the beginning, after more than 200 years of hearing and seeing, he seems to have become a master in this field...... Since Liu Zhaoxuan joined the ghost support group, the number of candidate tracks for echoing insects has suddenly increased to more than ten times that of the past, from "Eighteen Touches" to "Luo Socks", there is no bug that will not.

From Hu San, the first song he learned from the echo insect was actually "Su Liniang scolding the bustard"; You can see that this little fox is really cute, quite vulgar in his bones, and his conscience is greatly broken!

('Mom, you're so eccentric, the sister in the next yard is ......', who noticed the easter eggs left in this book?) ）

As a result, Hu San quickly noticed the strengths of Liu Zhaoxuan, the old ghost of Dan Eun, and made proper use of them; This has made the expansion and update speed of the repertoire library of echo insects minor to a new level, and even the "Exploring the Qingshui River", which is just in vogue at the moment, has been learned.

Let me tell you the truth, this Yang Congxun and Hu San, they are definitely 'bad guys' with a belly of flowers, otherwise why are they so temperamental?

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Since he realized that the pretty girl standing on the mountain rock and beating the one-sided tambourine was the 'culprit' who manipulated the trumpet owl to attack him, Yang Congxun immediately thought about it in his heart.

At present, Yang Congxun's protective green clam has been lost, and there is a distance of two or three zhang between the girl standing on the mountain rock and dancing and herself.

If you can't fight in close combat, you can only attack from afar.

But Yang Congxun didn't shoot the money dart from two or three feet away, and he was sure that a dart could knock down the strange tambourine in the girl's hand.

Besides, it is useless to shoot down the tambourine, and Yang Congxun after the dart will still be pecked and attacked by the trumpets hovering in the sky, and this kind of lose-lose style of play is meaningless.

However, there are often many ways to stop a person from singing and dancing, especially a delicate and untouched lady like Chu'er, a flowery tune that makes a girl blush is enough......