Ji Yongan only saw a sword light, and then all the chaotic people who heard the sound were sent to Lord Yama by the little girl.

Mu Qingyun, who had come from the other direction, beckoned to Ji Yongan, "Without further ado, we'll go find the king of Songxian now." ”

When Ji Yongan heard this, he hurriedly rushed to the courtyard with Mu Qingyun and He Shuning in the county office, which covered the widest area, had the brightest lights, and was the most noisy.

However, before they could climb over the wall and enter, the chaotic people in the courtyard who were originally enjoying the wine, food, and beauty were already crying and crying for their mothers and fell into a kind of panic.

"What the hell—"

"Help—the red-clad ghost has killed someone—"

"Y-Don't come here! There is a head for the wronged, there is a head for the debt, and whoever kills you, you will kill whomever you want......"

"Yes, yes, yes, whoever kills you, you will kill whomever you want! We didn't provoke you......"

“......”

"What's the matter? Self-destructing? Outside the courtyard wall, Ji Yongan braked in confusion.

"Seemingly... Ghosts? Although Mu Qingyun listened to it, the little person in his heart was also confused, and he couldn't see the situation clearly.

"Hmm. There are indeed ghosts, and they are also red-clothed ghosts with a heavy temperament. He Shuning's little face was rarely tense, and she put away her soft sword, "Senior sister, you stay outside, I'll go in and take a look." ”

Mu Qingyun nodded like pounding garlic, "Then be careful yourself." ”

The red-clothed ghost is superb, this thing is out of line, this is not her business scope.

Ji Yongan had an idea with her, and the two took a few steps back very tacitly, and then watched He Shuning climb over the wall and go in.

"Vomit ......" He Shuning didn't expect it, and Mu Qingyun and Ji Yongan didn't expect that He Shuning would start vomiting the moment he climbed the wall.

In fact, the picture in the yard is too "beautiful", and she can't look at it a little.

The "King of Songxian", who was originally their first assassination target, was now tortured by a female ghost dressed in red, with a cloak scattered, bleeding all over her body, and her internal organs still dragging outside her body.

He described it as miserable, his bones and joints had been twisted and displaced, and the area below his waist was even more bloody.

Like him, there were several other chaotic people who suffered inhuman torture, and from their clothing, He Shuning could guess that they must be not inferior in this group of chaotic people.

All of them were still angry, they were breathing a sigh of air, their eyes full of fear, and their faces distorted with pain.

What made He Shuning feel disgusting was not only the viscous blood in that place, but also some things excreted by those bystanders because they were afraid.

The smell of blood and the smell of stench were mixed, and in the enclosed space created by the red-clothed ghost, the smell was so bad that it could make the hundred ghosts retreat.

He Shuning, who had never been poisoned in this way, decisively closed off one of her five senses, and she sat on the wall, staring at the red-clothed ghost with blinking eyes, and the two monks who were standing next to the red-clothed ghost but did nothing, and did not enter their circle of right and wrong at all.

"Aren't you the Dao aunt who came into the city with us with a dead face? Why did you run to the county office? Are you here to hunt ghosts? I said, can't you tell right from wrong? If this sister hadn't died too miserably and resentfully, would she have become a ghost in red? ”

The little monk Daoqing crackled and said, his little white face was full of disgust and contempt for He Shuning.

He Shuning didn't react at all.

Before coming out of the house where she was hiding, Mu Qingyun had already told her to be wary of these two strange monks, one big and one small.

“... If you meet these two monks again, you must close your hearing as soon as possible, and don't unknowingly fall for each other's tricks again. ”

He Shuning is indeed not shrewd enough, but she has a very obvious advantage, that is, she is extremely obedient, as long as Mu Qingyun tells her, she will implement it one by one, and she will never give even the slightest discount.

It's the same this time, the moment he saw Huiyuan and Daoqing, the master and apprentice, He Shuning had already closed his hearing very obediently.

Therefore, He Shuning did not hear this complaint of the little monk Daoqing at all, and naturally, she would not give any response.

The little monk didn't know, he just thought that He Shuning was too lazy to take care of him, so he didn't say a word.

The little guy jumped to his feet angrily, "You Daomen people don't have other skills, but the ability to wrap up chaos is first-class!" I'll tell you..."

"Daoqing."

Facing Shang Huiyuan's slightly warning eyes, the little monk of Daoqing pursed his lips with an aggrieved expression.

Hui Yuan saw that he had stopped, and his attention fell back to the almost crazy female ghost in red.

He just watched the female ghost in red toss with a flat face, until the female ghost in red wanted to kill someone, and Huiyuan quickly restrained the other party.

The female ghost in red had a hideous face, she struggled desperately, and even tried to attack Huiyuan, a monk who was in the way, but Huiyuan's Taoism was much deeper than her, and she tried her best, but she couldn't break free from the shackles of Huiyuan's Sanskrit.

"Let go of me! You let go of me! You said you'd get me revenge! She screamed, so frightened that the little monk slipped away and hid behind her master.

"The poor monk also said that you can only vent your anger, not kill people." Huiyuan's eyebrows were faint, his tone was cold, and he didn't look like a strange monk who would allow the other party to torture the enemy because of sympathy for the female ghost.

His eyes were deep, and the surging emotions were not very incomprehensible, "Now, it's your turn to be overtaken by the poor monk." ”

"Nope! No! I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill these brutes! The female ghost in red struggled more and more violently, but Huiyuan was unmoved.

He drew his sword, and one by one, he quickly killed all the rebels who had fallen to the ground and were struggling to breathe.

During this period, the female ghost in red has been struggling to the death, and she has been shouting that she wants to do it herself, but Huiyuan turned a deaf ear, and sent all the enemies of the female ghost in red to Huangquan Road.

Then, he concentrated on overtaking the female ghost in red.

The female ghost in red roared and cried again, and even He Shuning, who had closed his hearing and watched coldly, couldn't help frowning slightly, but Huiyuan always recited the Sutra of the Past Life in a low voice with a calm face.

He Shuning waited for about half an hour, but Huiyuan still couldn't send the red-clothed female ghost away, He Shuning couldn't help frowning slightly-she didn't want to continue to wait in this yard full of strange smells.

As soon as he thought of this, He Shuning tapped his toes and flew straight at the red-clothed female ghost who was still energetic.