"Damn it!"

Song Yanyan chased the monkey phantom, ran all the way for more than ten miles without finding any trace of the yin and yang monkey, and when she stopped, she found that she was already in the northwest cemetery.

This is a small cemetery in Nanshi, the scale is not as large as the Beilin cemetery, and the number of evil things that breed is even less, if it weren't for chasing the monkey inexplicably, she wouldn't necessarily set foot in this place in her life.

You must know that Song Yanyan's life is a length of time that ordinary people can't imagine.

The monkey phantom stood up, pointed to the entrance of the cemetery, and danced with his hands, and finally took a leap and jumped into the bushes of the cemetery.

Seeing this scene, Song Yanyan frowned slightly, remembering that the first time the monkey escaped from her hands, it was to drill into the bushes of the Beilin cemetery.

Is this time going to be the same trick again?

After a while, a monkey's head poked out of the manicured bushes, and in its eyes, there was a little confusion.

After a brief meeting of gaze with Song Yanyan, the phantom reintegrated into the greenery.

It wasn't long before the monkey's brain poked out again, but this time, it came out of the roots of the bush. With his arms on the outside, he looked left and right, and even shook his nose.

"What's wrong?"

"Squeak Squeak"

Song Yanyan's face immediately sank, and her heart said Why am I talking to a monkey?

Probably sensing that Song Yanyan couldn't understand its words, the phantom began to become restless, it began to scratch its ears and cheeks, and shook its head at Song Yanyan non-stop.

The corners of Song Yanyan's mouth twitched, and she simply ignored these incomprehensible monkey words, and looked into the depths of the cemetery.

Since the monkey chose to hide, it means that it is exhausted and cannot run. At this time, if you choose to search in a carpet way, there is a high chance that you will be captured alive.

In this radius, no creature could match her senses of smell, hearing, speed, or strength.

Just as Song Yanyan was about to take the first step, the phantom suddenly screamed, her voice was rapid and powerful, as if she was trying her best to express something.

Song Yanyan glanced at it and withdrew her foot.

The phantom quieted down, pondered for a moment, and then began to rampage through the bushes, sometimes peeking its head out from above, sometimes poking its head out from below, flickering left and right, up and down, and it was impossible to see the pattern of its outcropping.

The monkey performed hard, but Song Yanyan remembered a game she played against a mouse. The senses are roughly the same, but the rare difference is that the mouse has become a monkey's head, and there is no big mallet in his hand.

If there were, she'd definitely come and try it a few times.

The monkey was so annoying that it upset her a little.

Nails slowly grew, and a circle of black mist appeared in Song Yanyan's eyes, she glanced in the direction of the bush and asked,

"Are you lost?"

The monkey finally stopped drilling, peeked out of the bushes, and nodded vigorously at Song Yanyan.

"Waste."

"......" monkey phantom.

Song Yanyan raised her head and roared angrily, "Stop pretending to be a ghost, come out!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the vast sky unexpectedly appeared dense runes, layered and intertwined, and there were halos of light circulating from time to time.

At the entrance of the cemetery, the infinite texts are intertwined, and the overwhelming prohibitions are like a mesh entanglement.

The bushes where the phantom was located happened to be covered by sermons, and he stood next to the prohibition.

"Everything has a spirit, as the saying goes, take a step back and open the sea and the sky, why should the donor rush to kill them all?"

A hoarse and old voice came from the sky above the cemetery, not only responding to Song Yanyan, but also expressing his attitude.

This is

Ready to be nosy?

Song Yanyan's voice was cold, "You're going to stop me?" ”

"The poor way is to persuade the donor to be kind to others."

"Standing and talking doesn't hurt my back, you know what I've been through, why persuade me to be kind to others?"

Song Yanyan spoke unceremoniously, half mocking and half refuting, which made the other party silent for a while.

After a long time, a sigh came from there, "This monkey is just stubborn by nature, and he doesn't want to annoy the donor, and there is nothing wrong with it, so why should the donor force it?" ”

"That's what it told you?"

"Yes," he seemed to think that listening to one-sided words was not enough to support his words, and the other party added, "and it has been verified to be true by the poor Dao's use of the soul searching technique." ”

"Huh, are you sure?"

"Knowing from things, determining the way of poverty."

Song Yanyan took a step back, looked at the rune prohibition in the sky and shook her head, for her, dealing with demons and evil is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, but it is much more difficult to deal with these Buddhist and Taoist methods.

Because in a sense, the orthodox exercises of Buddhism and Taoism are natural nemesis for yin and evil things. Although the population of devouring beasts has been officially certified by the Yin Division, occupying a place in the Yin Division system and breaking away from the category of evil, it cannot be denied that Song Yanyan is from the underworld and is a Yin creature raised by the earth.

And Buddhism, Taoism, and the Dharma gather the righteousness of the yang world, and under the hard touch, she is more likely to lose.

There is no way, people are not half-like Huangxian, and second, they have a natural home advantage.

Fortunately, the specific situation is analyzed, and for now, she is not without a solution.

Who made her meet an old pedant?

To deal with cultural people, you have to use some brains.

Many cases have shown that when confronting certain cultural people, it is much better to be withdrawn than to be brutal.

Obviously, the Taoists after this ban are the best of this kind of cultural people.

Do you know about things?

Then let you be enough, until you doubt yourself, and until you regret this idle business.

"I think the senior is a serious and cautious person, and in this case, the junior will ask the senior to uphold justice. As for my grudge against this monkey, he was not the only one who played tricks on me.

I have always been tolerant and generous, and it is impossible to lose my temperament because of a stubborn monkey. Ask the seniors to cast a spell to search for souls again, and check if this monkey has maliciously stolen the soul of a baby girl? ”

Song Yanyan bowed, downplaying her grievances with the monkey, and made a big move, shaking off the monkey's snatching of the baby girl's soul.

Then he stood quietly in front of the formation, waiting for the Taoist to reply.

Unfortunately, the other party did not respond for a long time.

It didn't take long for a sigh to come, and the dense runes in the air began to dissipate, and the layered Dao text prohibitions disappeared in an instant.

The breeze was light, and the remorseful complaint of the Taoist could be faintly heard, "Hurting the heavens and harming reason, it's simply hurting the heavens and harming the reason!" Careless, the beast misunderstands me, the beast misunderstands me!! ”

Song Yanyan shook her hand, her nails returned to their original shape, and the black mist in her eyes dissipated. She looked at the sky above her head, revealing two small tiger teeth, and shouted, "Senior, do good things to the end!" Now that monkey is at large, can I show the way, I am still waiting to catch it and get justice! ”

"Ahem... Think about it? ”

"Otherwise, if I go into the cemetery to look for it, it will disturb your cultivation!"

"Hey!"

Song Yanyan put her hands to her mouth, and was about to call a second time when a baby-sized shadow fell from high in the sky.

"Plop—"

A monkey with thin hair and toothless teeth fell to the ground, its hands and feet still bound by rattans, lying on the ground and slowly squirming.

Song Yanyan's eyes froze, and she immediately shouted, "Give me back my white spirit!" ”

"Squeak... Siss"

The monkey opened his mouth, his eyes full of fear, and changed his usual provocative appearance, profoundly explaining what it means to be humble and humble. Strangely, it was obviously scared, but its head shook like a rattle.

"Huh? Is this going to be returned? ”

Song Yanyan sacrificed her fingernails and prepared to beat the child.

At this moment, a familiar aura suddenly approached, Song Yanyan withdrew her nails, and turned around with a little doubt,

"Jing Fei?"