Seeing this, the other ghosts raised their heads and let out silent calls, and countless white phantoms came quickly in the distance. Seeing that the dense ghosts and ghosts had surrounded several people, they were about to pounce. The Taoist priest whispered to himself a "sin", suddenly raised his hand, and dozens of copper coins flew out, beating the dozen or so roaring ghosts that rose in the air and scattered, and there was no reincarnation.

Seeing his companion turn to ashes, the surrounding souls seemed to be stimulated even more, and their eyes were completely replaced by greed and resentment. In the end, the soul tide moved in unison, overwhelmingly rushing towards the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest sighed in his heart, knowing that he could no longer hesitate, waved out the remaining copper coin in his hand, and while slightly blocking the momentum of the soul tide, he reached out and took out a crumpled yellow rune with a long rune drawn on it with dark red blood from his arms, and put his backhand on his forehead.

"Five-star town color, light Xuanming. The heavenly master subdued the demon, borrowed his body to return the soul, and Yinggou came into the world! ”

As the fat Taoist priest uttered the spell, his fat and greasy round face began to shrink rapidly, followed by the fat but tall and burly body. In the blink of an eye, his whole body seemed to have been sucked out of his whole body, and he became as thin as firewood, and the corners of his chapped and wrinkled mouth revealed two long white fangs, and an unstoppable momentum gradually emanated from his rapidly withering body.

"Smack!"

A crisp slap sounded coming, and the woman in the red scarf, who had been standing still, suddenly raised her slender hand and slapped it towards the forehead charm of the Taoist priest who had changed beyond recognition. The yellow rune paper that was clinging to the fat Taoist's forehead was gently removed by him.

As the rune paper was torn off, the Taoist priest's whole body trembled a few times, and finally he fell to the ground on his back, white foam flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his thin body twitched for a while, and there was no movement. The woman lowered her head and glanced at the rune paper in her hand casually, then threw her hand next to the Taoist priest whose life and death were uncertain. The souls were no longer hindered, and the soul tide frantically flocked to the red scarf woman.

Zhi Fei beside the woman in the red scarf was already too frightened to move, and watched as a miserable white female soul face greedily opened its mouth that almost filled the entire grimace towards herself.

Zhi Fei only felt that Zhang Xiaoluo, who was supposed to rest in the village, appeared in front of him, Zhang Xiaoluo's right hand slowly stretched out, and actually strangled the neck of this female soul, and at this time, the blood-red long tongue of the female soul had almost licked the tip of Zhi Fei's nose.

The female soul was like a poisonous snake that had been choked by someone for seven inches, struggling in pain, her mouth was wide open but she couldn't make any sound, and finally slowly turned into a piece of flying ash and dispersed, without any trace.

"Enough! If you mess around again, you will destroy your soul and scatter ashes! ”

The woman faced the soul tide and said softly. The words are gentle and quiet, like a soft exhortation to a naughty playmate. She fluttered in the wind in a red dress, and walked towards the soul tide step by step. As the woman advanced, the mad soul tide gradually quieted down, and the souls seemed to be extremely jealous of her, and they avoided her, giving way to the entrance of the cave.

"You've grown up! You're great these days, I like it! ”

The woman in the red scarf walked slowly to the front of the cave, turned to look at Zhi Fei, who was still staring at her, and said softly.

Zhang Xiaoluo suddenly stepped in front of Zhi Fei, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at the woman in the red scarf.

Seeing this, the woman in the red scarf smiled dumbly, and said no more, ignoring the soul tide outside the cave that was looking at her greedily and did not dare to go forward in the slightest. The figure stepped forward, leaned into the cave, and disappeared.

Zhang Xiaoluo took Zhifei back to the village, as for the Maoshan Daoist who was unconscious and the other woman who sent his relatives, as well as the boy who sent his relatives, Zhang Xiaoluo didn't believe that the Huatong Miao people would have no other preparations.

When Zhang Xiaoluo

After the figure disappeared, an old woman with a hunched body came out of the shadow behind the locust tree, she stood in place for a long time, and finally leaned over to pick up the woman and the boy, and quickly left.

Outside the cave, only the Mao Mountain Daoist was still lying there alone, and as for his talisman seal that had been removed, it had already been taken away by Zhang Xiaoluo.

Huatong bamboo village, dilapidated bamboo house, embracing each other.

"You should have told me!"

Zhang Xiaoluo had learned everything about tonight from Zhi Fei's mouth.

Xiangxi, the girl of the Falling Flower Cave.

The three evils of Xiangxi, exorcism, witch Gu, and falling flower cave.

Xiangxi is mountainous, there are most caves that have not been explored, there are gods in the caves, and they are the amorous village girls Ruyilang.

Huatong women can marry when they are twenty-eight years old, but there are still some village girls who have not found someone who can be entrusted with their lives, and they take the initiative or are forced to marry themselves to the legendary cave god.

Most of the daughters who were favored by the cave gods had good faces, their faces were as delicate as flowers, their eyes were as bright as stars, and their voices were as brittle as yellow warblers. Such women are often organized by the clan village for their wedding, and are sent to the Luohua Cave in the middle of the night to marry the cave god to protect the peace of the clan.

The woman on the bamboo platform yesterday was the girl who was chosen by the cave god to fall into the cave.

The girl of the Falling Flower Cave returns to the village after a night in the cave, often does not drink or eat, looks in a trance, talks to herself, and finally dies with a smile.

"None of the women who returned home from that cave survived?"

"It's hard to survive when you come back from the Falling Flower Cave, it's really hard to ......"

Zhi Fei muttered, hugging Zhang Xiaoluo's hands tighter, as if he wanted to squeeze the fear deep in his heart into pieces.

"After the death of the Falling Flower Girl, her soul did not want to die, and lingered around the Falling Flower Cave for a long time. You also saw the marriage of Nawu Zhuhai Sister tonight, although the village invited Namao Mountain Dao people, but ......"

In the darkness of the bamboo house, Zhifei's voice trembled and helpless.

Zhang Xiaoluo was silent, Zhang Xiaoluo had not seen such an endless soul tide as tonight. He had been born out of his body, traveled to Huangquan, and experienced many night walks of a hundred ghosts, but he had never encountered such a crazy soul tide as tonight.

Maybe when the injuries on his body are fully recovered, he can prepare some magic weapons at hand, and he can barely fight.

"Why are you among those who are there tonight?"

Zhang Xiaoluo remembered the witch Gu goddess's gaze looking at Zhi Fei from afar, and asked softly.

If it was the coercion of Huadong's people, he had no choice but to leave here in advance with Zhi Fei.

Zhang Xiaoluo would rather be in danger again than be so frightened as Zhi Fei tonight. And he didn't think that the Xuanmen Yin and Yang line would always be indifferent to his frequent attacks.

The yin and yang of the Xuanmen, the ghost path between the palms and the yang, naturally attaches great importance to the face of the sect.

"Huadong clan rules, where there is a fallen flower girl to marry, in addition to their own close brothers, there are still two virgins or ...... in the clan"

Zhang Xiaoluo was stunned when he heard this, and before Zhi Fei finished speaking, he took him into his arms and put his lips on it.

"Huatong has a strange Gu, called "Songluo Yi", also known as "Lover's Fan", is a kind of male and female Gu, female glory and male prosperity, female death and male death. Huatong Witch Gu Goddess Granny Qing Granny once planted this Gu in her own family, surnamed Zhong. One day, I will also quietly plant a male Gu for you, if you bear me in the future, I will take you Huangquan to continue......"

After a long time, Zhi Fei lay in Zhang Xiaoluo's arms and whispered to Zhang Xiaoluo.

Of course, this is Zhi Fei's ridiculous words, but it is also full of his unswerving devotion to Zhang Xiaoluo.

It's not yet

Liang, Zhi Fei left, and she still did not give herself to this man who had secretly promised her life.

She knew that the relationship between Zhang Xiaoluo and Zhang Yu was not ordinary, and she didn't want to have that kind of relationship with Zhang Xiaoluo in such a situation, which was unfair to Zhang Yu.

And when Zhang Xiaoluo pushed open the door of the bamboo house, he found that the fat Taoist priest of Maoshan who was stunned by the bride outside the Luohua Cave last night was sitting at the door.

"Do you have a problem?"

Zhang Xiaoluo didn't have a good impression of these Maoshan Dao people who were in the business of subduing zombies. Peers are enemies, not to mention, what this Taoist did last night seems to have exceeded the scope of responsibility of Maoshan Daoist.

Maoshan catches ghosts? I'm sorry, you've crossed the line, it's my duty to catch ghosts.

The robe on the Maoshan Taoist sitting at the door was stained with a lot of dust, and the loose robe had been wet with morning dew, and it seemed that he had been sitting at the door for a short time, which made Zhang Xiaoluo's eyes even more cold.

The fat Taoist stood up, looked up at Zhang Xiaoluo, and couldn't help but move his eyes.

Onmyoji! The person who took away his Yinggou talisman seal last night turned out to be the Xuanmen Onmyoji!

"I am Maoshan Luo Lidong, since you are the person of Xuanmen Yin and Yang, return my Yinggou talisman seal to me, I will no longer pursue it!"

Luo Lidong's face was gloomy, he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and whispered to Zhang Xiaoluo, who was standing in the bamboo house.

took advantage of the fire to rob, and it hit your Uncle Luo's head!

"Fu Seal? What sigils? I don't understand what you're talking about! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo almost died a few days ago, and he was angry because of what happened to Zhifei last night, so he naturally didn't have a good face for Maoshan Dao, who was suspected of eavesdropping on the corner of the wall.

"You don't admit it? Who are you in the yin and yang veins! Deny it! ”

Luo Lidong's old face sank, stepped up, grabbed Zhang Xiaoluo's placket, and wanted to lift Zhang Xiaoluo out of the door, but found that Zhang Xiaoluo had not moved at all.

"You want to fight, don't you?"

Luo Lidong's right hand holding Zhang Xiaoluo's collar still did not let go, his left hand touched his waist, and a stack of copper coins strung by red threads had been held in his hand.

"It's the first time to be a human being, do you think I'm going to let you?"

Zhang Xiaoluo tilted his head and glanced at Luo Lidong, looking at the other party's flushed old face, and couldn't help but think of Wei Xun.

The same age, the same body type, the same color and inwardness.

Luo Lidong was stunned for a while, the copper coin in his palm shook, and he was about to make a move on Zhang Xiaoluo, but he saw that Zhang Xiaoluo's eyes were looking behind him, so he also looked back.

The Witch Gu Goddess of Huatong was hunched up, and she didn't know when she was already standing three feet away from Luo Lidong's back.

"I'll be back!"

Luo Lidong let go of the hand that was holding Zhang Xiaoluo, said a vicious word to Zhang Xiaoluo, and then turned around and strode towards the walled gate.

Zhang Xiaoluo didn't pay attention to Luo Lidong, who had already walked away, and looked at the old woman who was lying down.

"You may surrender the contents of the cave?"

Granny Qing asked Zhang Xiaoluo, her voice was as old as eternity.

"There is nothing to be done!"

Zhang Xiaoluo refused.

There was still a small amount of pink granulation left between his ribs, and he didn't want to experience the inhuman feeling of itching and starvation again.

Although Granny Qing had treated him, he didn't think it was a reason for him to be in danger again. Without the other party's treatment, he would have woken up, but it would only be a few days at night.

What Zhang Xiaoluo lacks most is time.