Chapter Eighty-Six: Lurker in the Night

"You're not stopping anyone else, it's your friend Awu, right?"

A trace of panic flashed in the little black cat's eyes, but she flatly denied it: "No, what I stopped was the person who took the child's soul, and it has nothing to do with Awu!" ”

Qing Yue waited patiently for her to finish, her rebuttal seemed a little unconfident under Qing Yue's gaze, but she still worked hard to maintain Yuejianwu. Qing Yuehu smiled mysteriously: "Whether what you said is right or not, we will know tonight." ”

"Tonight?"

"You'll find out in the evening." Qing Yue bought a pass from Huang Mo, and the three of them went to find a place to stay together, but they didn't expect such a nonsensical thing to happen, Qing Yue just stuffed the little black cat and Yuejian Wu into his stomach to cover them to prevent them from being seen by others, but he didn't expect to make a big red face for him, and now the god venerable doesn't know where to go, but he still has to stay here and wait.

Because Yuelai Inn is the tallest building in Yannan City, the so-called standing high and seeing far is also the truth.

Tonight is destined to happen.

Qingyue as a human or have to abide by the order of human beings, in order not to disturb others, he gave up the sword can only tiptoe to pretend to be a gentleman on the beam, who would have thought that his reputation in a lifetime would be like a thief, if he was found it would be a loss of face in Shushan, all the way to the roof of the house, and saw the expected god standing under the moon.

The dark night dragged the curtain of the galaxy, the huge moon wheel hung heavily on the high eaves, as if close at hand, Jun Lili stood under the moonlight, his posture was long, and the color outline that fell on him seemed to be smudged out of the moon, very light and light, Huang Mo squatted quietly on the eaves and looked at the master, and suddenly replied, Xu is a good day, half a voice, frightened his contemplation.

Suddenly, Jun Li's eyes changed, and Qing Yue was immediately vigilant.

The two of them seemed to sense something, but they were so frightened that Huang Mo, who didn't see anything and didn't feel anything, felt a chill down his spine.

The moon suddenly seemed to be shrouded in a haze. The haze gradually converged into a black condensation, which began to spin in the night sky as if it were alive.

The little black cat no longer sat as steady as a clock, and began to spin around in the cage restlessly, full of anxiety.

Qing Yue glanced at the little black cat, and then fell his gaze back to the black condensation, but there was no movement for a long time.

The little black ball suddenly began to hover and fly in the air slowly, and it was too far away, Huang Mo really couldn't see what the black ball was, but seeing that the little black cat was so anxious, a conjecture vaguely appeared in his heart, Master and Qing Yue were not moving, obviously knowing it, so she also silently pressed it, until she saw that behind the little black group, a warm light cluster suddenly appeared, dozens, hundreds of converged behind it, Huang Mo raised his eyes and saw the light cluster flying over his head, The warm light enveloped a child of about five years old, all asleep with his eyes closed.

Those are the souls of children. It guides these spirits farther away.

Qing Yue moved, Huang Mo also wanted to know what was going on, looking at the master with an eager face, Jun Li nodded at her, Huang Mo followed Qing Yue with a comprehension, and jumped on his shoulder.

The monster riots in the human world belong to Shu Shan, although he has the name of Shushan Taoist on his head, but he still can't interfere with them, unless a major event can threaten the balance of the Three Realms, it is extremely easy to disturb the qi of the world, bringing immeasurable butterfly effect. This riot still has to be cleaned up by the human race, hearing the Tao successively, specializing in art, Qingyue is also self-aware, and he is relieved and bold to let Huang Mo follow, also because Huang Mo can't stir up any earth-shattering things, rather than let her stay here to scratch her heart, it is better to let her go with her, it is rare for her to be so attentive, and she can have more life experience.

Qing Yue was dressed in a night suit, and his dexterity lurked silently in the night, looking at his serious appearance, Huang Mo didn't dare to disturb him even if he had doubts in his stomach, he could only stare closely at the black ball that seemed to be floating clouds above, the figure that had perfectly integrated into the night sky, but behind him was hundreds of ghostly souls, surrounding it, which perfectly guided Qing Yue.

All the way, through the rows of streets and alleys, the jade trees and Qionglin, the soul gathered in the moonlight to grow a long river, towards the high and low mountains, Qing Yue followed the route guided by the light to find inside, and saw that they all floated into a cave, and every time the cave entered a soul, it would emit orange light, as if it was breathing.

Qing Yue took out a willow-like leaf from his sleeve, although this leaf does not look good, but the leaf veins are plain white, the meridians and branches are as thin as the cicada wings, Qing Yue blew on the leaf, the leaf seemed to be alive, suddenly spread its wings and fly, circled a few times at the mouth of the hole, and let out a clear chirp for a long time. Sumeru, lightning quickly flew back from the mouth of the cave, and suddenly brushed the tip of the kitten's nose and scared her head back, but seeing that Qingyue was sandwiched between the two leaves, the veins of the leaves crawled from the root gradually turned blue, Qingyue held the leaf in front of him, but his expression became complicated and indistinguishable, and he winked at Huang Mo in a rare daze: "What the hell is going on?" ”

"What is this? Brother? Huang Mo shook his hand in front of his eyes, Qing Yue was still immersed in shock, glanced at the leaf in his hand, took it back to the placket, and a fluctuating look flashed in his eyes: "This is a magic weapon made of demon feathers, in order to detect demon power, but ......" He paused, and seemed extremely confused: "There is no demonic energy in this enchantment." ”

He raised his head and asked Huang Mo in a daze: "If it's not a monster, what is in the cave?" ”