"Aim, meow, meow......"

The cat outside barked incessantly, and it kept grabbing the wooden door with its hand to make a "scum" sound.

The cat's meow is terrifying, and the sound of it scratching the door is distracting.

That is, Qin Xianglin didn't know what the situation was outside, otherwise, at this moment, Qin Xianglin would have to rush out and beat the thief cat half to death.

Of course, normal people can't hit cats, because cats are very thieves and run fast. However, Qin Xianglin only needs a silver needle, which is enough.

At this moment, Sun Yu's face was solemn, and he stared closely at the yellow talisman on the door that Qin Xianglin had pasted.

At this moment, the yellow charm has already loosened, and with every time the cat scratches the door, the yellow charm begins to shake.

The bright red cinnabar was painted with charms, and the charms shimmered in the light.

Qin Xianglin wanted to ask Sun Taro if he wanted to fix the yellow talisman, but when he saw that Sun Taro's brows were tightly locked, his expression was almost frozen on his face, as if he was pondering something, so he gave up asking.

At this time, the big rat Fuji poked his head out of the coffin again, and looked at Sun Taro with a pair of black eyes with a frightened expression, as if to say, "Uncle, I really can't stay in it anymore!" ”

Qin Xianglin didn't know what the big rat did feel. However, cats are the natural enemies of mice, and mice are naturally afraid of cats, which is irrefutable.

At this moment, a cat is barking outside the door, and it may come in at any time. And the coffin where Yang Gao was lying was the closest place to the door, and as a mouse, it was understandable that he was frightened.

"Go back! Nobie! Sun Taro pointed at the big mouse and shouted angrily.

Although the big rat was extremely reluctant, he obediently returned to the coffin.

At this minute, Qin Xianglin began to feel a little sympathetic to this big mouse called Fuji, and felt that he was becoming more and more cute.

Just as the rat fell, there was another sound of slamming on the door.

"Smack!"

"Bang!" This time, the sound of slamming the door chain and there was a sound inside.

The lid of the coffin closest to Qin Xianglin seemed to move.

Qin Xianglin's gaze immediately noticed the top of the coffin lid.

Sun Taro obviously also noticed the sound of the coffin lid, and he said to Qin Xianglin: "There is a weighing stone on the table behind you, you go and get it and press it on it!" ”

When Qin Xianglin heard this, he immediately did so, walked over, and saw a black, about the size of a thumb, and pressed the scale against the lid of the coffin.

The scale is the size of a thumb, with a black line hanging on it, which should also be the one that people wear on their bodies!

Qin Xianglin has heard an old saying in the countryside, called: "Although the scale is small, it can weigh thousands of catties!" "I don't know, if it's related to it.

The scales were pressed against the lid of the coffin, weighing a thousand pounds.

"Bang!" There was still a strong banging sound outside the door, and people were still slamming on the door.

However, something that made Qin Xianglin feel terrifying had happened.

Under the violent hammer blow, the wooden board hit violently, and then the yellow talisman that Qin Xianglin had pasted on the template fell directly.

The yellow fu is the core of the needle door, and now that the yellow fu has fallen, does that mean that something outside is about to come in?

Qin Xianglin looked at the wooden board in horror, not daring to imagine whether the thing outside was a person or a puppet?

"Whoa......" The wind outside suddenly swept over.

Sun Taro had a solemn expression on his face, and said to Qin Xianglin: "There is a box under the table, you take it and go out with me to have a look!" ”

Hearing this, Qin Xianglin bent down and found a black wooden box on the table.

The black wood alley was full of dust, and there was a dusty rope on it, and Qin Xianglin hung the rope on his shoulder.

Sun Taro walked in front, and Qin Xianglin followed. When he walked to the coffin where Yang Gao was lying, the big rat inside suddenly poked his head out again.

A pair of black eyes stared at Sun Taro and Qin Xianglin.

"Fuji, you keep a good guard here, if the people inside have any problems, see how I clean you up!" Sun Taro said to the big mouse.

Fuji seemed to understand Sun Taro's words, and suddenly returned to the coffin.

Knowing this moment, Qin Xianglin understood that this big rat was guarding Yang Gao in the coffin and not letting Yang Gao have any accidents! Although he didn't know what the principle was, Qin Xianglin felt very guilty. Because, before that, Qin Xianglin still spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, thinking that this big mouse was the key to Yang Gao!

Of course, no normal person would think that a rat would be a good thing!

Sun Taro opened the wooden door and walked out, followed by Qin Xianglin.

The coffin shop is an old street, a very old street, and it is in the town, so there are no street lights either.

At this moment, it is already about two o'clock in the morning, which is the darkest time of the day, and when you go out, it should be pitch black on the street without street lights.

However, after Qin Xianglin came out, he found that the street was not pitch black, but a little grayish-white, a bit like the fog in the early hours of the morning.

Qin Xianglin followed Sun Taro out, looked around on the empty street, and did not see any human figures, nor did he see a cat.

Nothing! So, where did the knock come from?

Qin Xianglin looked around suspiciously, very puzzled in his heart.

"Meow!" Suddenly, there was a meow from the rooftop.

Because they were defenseless, Sun Taro and Qin Xianglin were both taken aback. The two of them raised their heads almost at the same time to look up, and saw a black cat crouching on the roof, a pair of eyes shining, looking at the two of them condescendingly.

In the next second, the black cat suddenly jumped down.

Sun Taro immediately shot to hit the black cat, but the figure of the black cat avoided it very dexterously, landed on the ground accurately, and then drilled into the coffin shop.

"Stop it!" Sun Taro shouted loudly, with a bit of panic in his tone.

When Qin Xianglin heard this, he raised his head and kicked directly at the black cat. However, the black cat's body was extremely flexible, and it avoided Qin Linxiang's kick very quickly, and turned around to drill inside.

However, Qin Xianglin is not an idle character, he saw that the black cat had begun to drill inside, and he shot directly, grabbed the tail of the black cat, threw it outside, and smashed the black cat out directly with a "snap".

The black cat landed, and Qin Xianglin rushed up with a heavy kick.

"Whew!" The black cat rolled on the ground with a miserable scream for I don't know how many times, got up, crawled out a few steps into the darkness, listened to it, and looked at Qin Xianglin with a vicious face, as if to say: "Boy, you wait for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill you sooner or later!" ”

Qin Xianglin watched the black cat leave with a shocked expression. Knowing that the black cat would pose a threat to Yang Gao's life, Qin Xianglin's kick out had no intention of showing mercy to his subordinates.

With such a kick, not to mention a cat, even a person, he can't stand up. However, the black cat is as good as a child.

This is what shocked Qin Xianglin, and he sighed in his heart: "This thief cat is not small!" ”

"Good skills!" Sun Taro on the side couldn't help but praise.

"It's over!" Qin Xianglin replied, looking at the black cat that had already gone away, and secretly regretted in his heart that he didn't use the flying needle in the volley in the thirteen needles of the trick gate.

After just three seconds of contemplation, Qin Xianglin looked up again and could no longer see the figure of the black cat.

It's still a straight old street, why does the black cat disappear in just a blink of an eye?

Qin Xianglin was puzzled, and carefully looked at the direction in which the black cat disappeared, and saw layers of white mist sweeping over like waves in the sea.

The gray patches around it, coupled with the layers of white mist, instantly became extremely weird.

Sun Taro looked around vigilantly, and a pair of cloudy eyes became extraordinarily bright.

"The relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is the emptiness, and the emptiness is the color...... The same is true of what you want to do......"

In the midst of the white mist, a overlapping voice came.

Voices came from all directions, as if there were thousands of monks chanting sutras, but if you listened closely, it seemed like there was only one voice, and the others were all overlapping and repeating sounds.

The sound was accompanied by a white mist, layer upon layer, and instantly surrounded Qin Xianglin and Sun Taro in the middle of the street.

At this moment, the two of them seemed to be stranded on a desert island, surrounded by the sound of chanting scriptures and the sea of white mist.

Sun Taro's face turned pale, and he turned back to Qin Xianglin and said, "Take two bells out of the box!" ”

When Qin Xianglin heard this, he immediately opened the box, and by the faint light, he saw another pair of golden bells.

This pair of bells is called Tongjin Ling, which is also a necessary ritual instrument for Taoist practice.

Qin Xianglin handed it over, Sun Taro caught it, took one in one hand, immediately shook it with his left hand and right hand, and then read aloud in his mouth:

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and they exist in the world forever, and the way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency ......"

Sun Taro's voice was loud enough, and with Tong Jinling, it spread very far.

However, the chanting sound like the waves in the sea is even more powerful.

"The relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is the emptiness, and the emptiness is the color...... The same is true of what you want to do......"

It's the voice of one person, but it's like someone is reading it to thousands of people......

Overlapping like walls.

Suddenly, Qin Xianglin heard a silver bell-like laughter in the white mist, and when he raised his head, he saw a graceful woman, standing there and dancing sensually......

That woman was as beautiful as a fairy, and could satisfy all the fantasies that any man in the world would have about a woman......

She walked forward, but she seemed to be blocked by Sun Taro Tong Jinling's voice and couldn't get in.

So, she looked at Qin Xianglin with hooked eyes, sold her finger and moved it at Qin Xianglin, and said, "Come here......"