Chapter 506: Night Strikes (1) Rakshasa Ghost

According to my master Ma Hongji, all the Lushan orders should be in the hands of the Lushan Sect's general altar now, and what they want to seek is to find the legendary sacred mountain Lushan, and then use the magic or other magic in Lushan to dominate the Daomen.

The Taoist sect here does not only refer to the Lushan faction, but also other sects, such as the Maoshan faction, the Meishan faction... Wait a minute.

"Yuyang, let's leave the matter of the Lushan faction alone, now after all, we are no longer members of the Lushan faction. Even if the Lushan faction really finds the Divine Mountain and Lushan in the future, it doesn't matter to us if they really dominate the various Dao Sects. ”

"As a teacher, it is still the same sentence, do yourself well and stick to your heart, the most important thing."

I nodded: "Well, Master, I understand, I just asked casually, I didn't expect to know such a secret thing." ”

Soon, the car crossed the Minjiang Bridge. My master may have been a little tired, and he closed his eyes a little while he was resting, while I was concentrating on driving.

Two hours later, the car left Fuyuan City. However, from Fuyuan City to Linxi City, there are two provincial capitals, seven or eight big cities, and the roads are all national highways and provincial roads, and the roads are also very easy to walk.

The three of us didn't eat at noon, but bought a little drink and bread at a roadside stall and made up for it.

I was also a little tired, so I went to the back seat and slept for a while, and the car was driven by a pumpkin.

As night approached, the pumpkin woke me up and asked me if we were going to find a place to spend the night. I said yes, after all, it was going to get dark, and our stomachs were hungry.

Half an hour later.

The car passed by a small town, and the pumpkin stopped the car. The three of us got off the bus, found a small restaurant, ate a little bit, and then found a small hotel on the top of the town to stay.

The small hotel is not big, but the environment inside is still good. We got to a large room in the innermost room, which had three beds enough for us. After all, it is a small hotel in the town, except for the better hygiene, other aspects are really not good.

After a day's drive, pumpkin and I were both tired, so we lay down in bed early and fell asleep. My master, Ma Hongji, said that the night view of this town is very good, and there is a night market, so he went out to visit the night market.

Before he left, I left the door for him, and it was not locked.

Soon, I fell asleep in bed. By this time, the night outside had completely darkened, and through the glass, only the dim street lamps outside could be seen.

There weren't many people in the small hotel, and I didn't see a few guests.

In front of the counter, the person who registered to receive the money was a middle-aged man with a beard. At this point in time, he should be afraid of other guests coming, so he hasn't slept yet. There was a small TV next to the counter, and he was smoking a cigarette while watching TV.

Because it was summer, although the night was late, it was not very cold. The door of the inn was open, and there was a curtain on the door, which was made of that kind of transparent plastic, in the shape of a ribbon.

The middle-aged man is smoking a cigarette and watching a movie intently. At this moment, a wind suddenly blew in the direction of the door.

The wind was cold and cold, blowing into the small hotel, and it was so cold that the middle-aged man was excited.

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked towards the door, but saw nothing, only the curtain of the door swaying back and forth.

"Grandma's, it's really evil, why did a strange wind suddenly appear!?" The man muttered.

When I went to smoke, I found that the cigarette butt didn't know when it went out. He touched the lighter and tried to light the cigarette again, but the lighter was fired two or three times, and the flame came out, but then the flame went out again without a few beats.

"Damn, that's weird!" The flame went out so quickly that he couldn't light a cigarette at all, much to the chagrin of the middle-aged man.

What he didn't see was that just as he lit a cigarette with his lighter, on the ceiling above his head, a black figure hung down, craned its neck, and blew on his lighter.

As soon as the flames of his lighter came out, the black shadow blew out the flames of the lighter in his hand.

The man was a little angry and threw the lighter out of his hand. With a snap, the lighter fell to the ground, breaking into several pieces, and the gas inside bubbled out.

At this time, suddenly, the man heard the laughter of "hehe". The laughter is not loud, if there is nothing. The man was so frightened that he immediately stood up from behind the counter.

"Who? ... Who's laughing! ”

The man shouted nervously, his eyes uncertain towards the door, and the corridor on the first floor. But he didn't see a single figure at all, but the laughter was still there.

Unbeknownst to him, just as he got up from his seat, his head had already touched the dark shadow.

The black shadow's face was also a black gas, and he couldn't see his appearance at all. He saw the man stand up, and his mouth came to the man's face.

The man was not yet aware of the danger coming. He moved, and pulled out a switchblade from under the counter.

There is a small button on the switchblade, and when you press it gently, the blade pops out.

"Who? Come out for me, I've seen you, you've been fooled! ”

The man was saying this on purpose. Then he grabbed the switchblade and prepared to walk out of the counter and go to the front.

But the shadow had slowly drifted behind him, and the shadow's hands were around his neck.

There was a small door next to the counter, and the man wanted to push it open. But the door was pushed open, and just as he was about to walk out, he found that his leg was like a plaster cast, and he couldn't move at all.

It was as if those legs were not his, but somebody else's.

The man realized that something was wrong and was about to scream, but the black shadow had already covered his mouth with his hand, and then the man's breathing became difficult. He fell to the ground, and after a few struggles, he was out of breath.

The black shadow was lying on top of his head, its mouth open, and it sucked all the soul in his body into his mouth.

"Well, it's delicious, and it's still the most delicious soul of the people in the yang world!" The dark shadow muttered.

Immediately after, a black shadow followed the man's mouth and entered the man's body.

After about a few seconds, the man lying on the ground suddenly sat up. His face was slightly pale, but there was a smile on his lips.

That smile made people feel a little evil. And his eyes turned blood-red in a flash.

When the man got up from the ground, he shook his neck. The neck crunched, as if it was going to break off at any moment.

Then, he looked through the records, and when he saw the name of the person on it, the smile on his face became even stronger.

That person's name was none other than mine. When I registered before, I registered with my ID card and opened a triple room.

"Qin Yuyang, Room 107."

The man's mouth made a different voice than before, and the voice was dry and cold, without the slightest emotion.

Then the man slowly bowed down, picked up the knife from the ground, and grasped it in his hand. Pushing open the small door next to the counter, the man left this side and walked towards the corridor on the first floor.

Room 107 is at the innermost point of the corridor on the first floor, and rooms 108 and 107 are opposite.

The man grabbed the knife and walked deeper into the corridor, his body looking uncoordinated, but he walked without making a sound, as if the soles of his feet had not touched the ground at all.

Finally, he came to the door of room 107, and with a gentle push of his palm, the door slowly opened.

Then he walked into the room.

Pumpkin and I were sleeping soundly in room 107.

In my sleep, I dreamed that I had won the first place in the five-year fighting competition and got the Lushan Order. When I handed over the Lushan Order to my master Ma Hongji, his eyes were full of tears, and old tears were all over the place.

My master raised the Lushan Command high, and then, like a superior person, he said solemnly towards the heads of the various sects and the head of the main altar: "From now on, our Three Mountains Sect will lead the Lushan Sect, and if you don't obey, you will be killed!" ”

Seeing that my master was about to become the head of the Lushan faction, I laughed out loud with a smile on my face. That's what I expected, but I'm in a dream, and I don't know it's a dream.

At this time, the man was already holding a knife and entered room 107.

The bed I slept in was near the door, and the man grabbed the knife and slowly walked over to my bed. In the darkness, a blood-red cold light shone from his eyes.

"Qin Yuyang, you give me death!" The knife in the man's hand was stabbed into my chest.

In my sleep, I was sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, the tiger bone I stuffed in my arms was hot, as if it was about to burn.

I dreamed that just as I saw that my master had become the head of the Lushan Sect, and I rejoiced in my heart and laughed loudly, in vain, flames erupted all around me.

The flames consumed me in an instant, burned me to death, and my skin was broken.

"Ahh It hurt so much that I screamed and opened my eyes suddenly.

At this time, as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a dark shadow beside my bed.

The knife in the man's hand was also right in my chest.

"Die!" The man said coldly.

I realized that it was not good, but it was too late to react. I felt that the man's knife was stabbing down very hard, and at the same time, there was a cold chill around him.

I thought I was going to die, but no!

The knife didn't go into my chest, it was blocked. My chest was boiling hot at this time, like a piece of burnt sweet potato stuffed inside.

At this time, I raised my leg and kicked the man.

The man was kicked by me, staggered, and slammed into the wall behind him. There was a "bang", and the impact was still loud.

I yelled, "What do you want to do?" Who are you? ”

My voice woke up the pumpkin who was sleeping under the covers.

And I was already on the side, across the bed from the man.

I touched my chest and felt the tiger bone, which glowed red. The tiger bone in my hand is hot and hot, but this heat does not hurt the skin.

Damn, it was this tiger bone that saved me and helped me resist that knife. But why did the tiger bones light up red, something was wrong.

I didn't expect so much, chanting a mantra in my mouth, prompting Taoist mana, and opening the cursed eye.

The cursed eye can see through the void, and I can directly see that the person opposite is the middle-aged owner of this small inn, and there is a rakshasa ghost attached to his body.

(To be continued)