Yinshan County won it faster than expected.

Miao Shan and Mo Wuji sighed that Chu Qianxun had no omissions, and at the same time, they were a little lucky.

Fortunately, Chu Qianxun's fighting strength is not strong, otherwise with this kind of anti-heaven divination, how can there be a reason for defeat?

When the two of them walked back to the pavilion leisurely, Chu Qianxun was still here. It's just that she seems to have entered the city too, and the two ghosts under her command are unstable and injured, and it seems that she has just fought a big battle.

"Done? Let's go, then. Chu Qianxun said.

……

Four days, in addition to rest, is a non-stop rush and non-stop fighting!

The three of them have been rancid, and I don't know if it's the smell of the yang world, or if they themselves are too contaminated with yin.

Yinshan County, Aoshan County, Miasa County, and twenty-two cities in the three counties were conquered one after another, and Chu Qianxun only missed two ghost kings, perhaps those two ghost kings had the ability to cover the heavens, and they almost missed, which made Chu Qianxun a little ashamed.

Huangliang County, bordering Mixia County, borders Sanhuang County in the south, and Weizhou Prefecture City in the east.

There are seven counties in the county, the county seat is barren, and there are ghosts and bandits running around in Mixia County, which is similar to the environment of Manshi City.

However, as soon as they stepped into the jurisdiction of Huangliang County, there was a very strange feeling, the secluded mountains were undulating, hidden in the darkness, like a giant beast lurking on the side, and the three of them always felt that someone in the mountain was talking, and the voice was very empty.

In the past few days, the pig slaughterer has grown a lot, a fierce ghost who was tortured in eighteen prisons, after being released from the cage, he poured out his anger as much as possible, and Miao Shan didn't know if he was raising tigers for trouble. But the pig slayer did have more and more respect for himself.

The official road of the county town, the pig slaughterer pulled the frame car, Miaoshan sat in the car and swayed, his face was ugly, and on the carriage next to him, Mo Wuji and Chu Qianxun opened the curtain, looked at poor Miaoshan, and sighed in their hearts.

"Is there a string missing in this butcher's brain?" Mo Wuji's face became a question mark.

Chu Qianxun smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother Mo...... Where did you get your bad taste, do you have this kind of face makeup? ”

Mo Wuji's face has become'... ’。

Chu Qianxun was amused, and covered his mouth and said: "The ghost will always find an opportunity to express his feelings to the master, the pig slaughterer is more upright, and may have used the wrong method, but Senior Brother Miaoshan is really kind-hearted, and I can't bear to live up to his kindness, I admire it very much." ”

Mo Wuji wondered: "Why didn't my ghost cha express his feelings to me?" ”

The starving ghost holding a jar of soil suddenly raised his head, grabbed a handful of incense ashes and handed it over.

"......" Mo Wuji waved his hand.

The starving ghost is stupid and stuffed into his mouth.

"Well, I can't accept the way he expresses his feelings."

Outside the carriage.

The horse's hooves were galloping, the carriage was shaking, much better than the rack car, the old ghost of the corpse lamp drove the horse, looked at the pig butcher who was racing the horse with his feet, and said lightly: "Why are you running so fast?" ”

"I'd love to! Arima is amazing? ”

The corpse lamp ghost was helpless: "I reminded you to rob another carriage, but you didn't listen to me." ”

"Humph! I can carry people in any car! ”

The corpse lamp ghost stole a glance at Miaoshan, the purple-clothed monk's face turned pale, and the flesh on his face was turned upside down, and suddenly, he couldn't help retching.

The corpse lamp ghost smiled, and found that the purple-clothed monk was vomiting and turned over, and the pig slaughterer was still fighting with the horse.

"Hey, your master has been turned upside down!"

"Your master has just been turned upside down!" The pig slayer strained his legs, and finally overtook the carriage, feeling proud, but found that the carriage had stopped.

"Why don't you compare?"

The old ghost shook his head and trotted over: "Master...... You okay? ”

Miao Shan waved his hand: "Amitabha, compassion is a ...... disaster"

The pig butcher was startled and hurriedly ran over: "Master! Why did you fall? ”

Miao Shan kicked him into the ditch: "Stay away from me, the poor monk just wants to kill you with one slap now!" ”

The pig slaughterer's cheeks twitched: "......"

The wheels were rolling, Miaoshan sat in the carriage, and Mo Wuji was curious: "Is Senior Brother better?" ”

Miaoshan's lips turned white, she held back her nausea, and her expression was deep thinking: "It's okay." I just think it's a little weird...... The poor monk has studied Buddhism since childhood, and has also experienced the Bodhi dust, not to mention the bumps, even if the weightlessness is in the universe, he has never had this reaction. ”

Mo Wuji was stunned, looked at Chu Qianxun for a moment, and said in a low voice, "What do you mean by Senior Brother's words?" ”

Miao Shan clasped his hands together and said uncertainly: "Could the poor monk have been recruited just now?" ”

Hit?

That is, you have fallen for ghost magic!

"Stop!" Chu Qianxun commanded loudly, as soon as the carriage stopped, seven oil lamps were placed in the car, and with a flick of his fingers, the lamp flame just appeared, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the seven oil lamps were extinguished together.

Chu Qianxun raised his head incredulously.

"Huh...... What a funny yang person...... If King Gu guessed correctly, there were accidents in Yinshan County, Aoshan County, Miasma County, Liumo County, Thundering County, and Bronze County, and it has something to do with you, right? ”

In the mountains and wilderness, the ghostly voice is everywhere.

Meantime...... A strong smell of wine fills the air.

Miao Shan sniffed the wine, and suddenly came to his senses: "That's right! It's the feeling after being drunk, nauseated, and vomiting after a bump...... Just no taste just now! ”

Miao Shan's voice was extremely low: "Hold your breath first, this may be the other party's ghost technique." ”

The ghostly voice came, and he smiled slightly: "It's late, it's time to be in it." Cooking heart and wine, a dream of yellow sorghum, this county town, I am a ghost king, how are you going to deal with me? ”

An elegant middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the driving position, and the old ghost of the corpse lamp was caught by the detective and was instigated to fly under the car.

The middle-aged man had his clothes open, and he was drunk and hazy.

The long sleeves wiped the wine stains on the corners of his mouth, looking like a handsome uncle who was fascinated, and Chu Qianxun's heart was pounding when he saw it.

Mo Wuji's figure suddenly skyrocketed.

"Yin and Yang turn qi out of evil spirits, and Tai Chi cultivates the demon with the same root!"

The Tai Chi Demon broke through the carriage and stood on the ground, the five-meter-tall monster slapped the drunk middle-aged man with one palm.

"Once you get acquainted, it's good for everyone to get drunk together, don't fight......"

The middle-aged man staggered, saying that it was a coincidence, dodging Mo Wuji's palm.

"Tai Chi...... I'll ...... too."

The middle-aged man laughed, and suddenly clamped Mo Wuji's arm, Mo Wuji hurriedly retracted, which happened to be the middle-aged man's way.

"Four twos...... Dial a thousand pounds! ”

First took Mo Wuji's strength to withdraw his hand, and then went along with the force, the middle-aged man carried Mo Wuji's arm, and suddenly made a force, and the five-meter-high monster was smashed to the ground by an over-the-shoulder fall.

"Amitabha...... Sticky and don't lose the top, the promoter of Sanfeng Immortal? Miao Shan was shocked.

"Hahahaha...... the middle-aged man only smiled and didn't answer, staggering back on his horse, "How about getting drunk?" I don't want to fight you guys......"

Miao Shan's whole body turned purple, blood entered his eyes, the wine in his body was steamed, and the white mist between his mouth and nose gushed out.

"Celestial Asura!"

Contrary to the white pure monk just now, the powerful momentum instantly dispersed the surrounding wine, this Shura stood in place, staring directly at the middle-aged man, and under his eyes, he was eager to try!

The middle-aged man sighed and admired: "Eight Heavenly Dragons, Shura and Heaven are opposed, called Non-Heaven, your Buddhism is going to make Shura a Heavenly Being?" Dare to ask about this technique...... But Buddhism is not my face? ”

At this moment, Miaoshan has turned into Shura, the mist is steaming all over his body, his muscles are knotted, and his green tendons are bursting, and when he heard the middle-aged man ask, he tilted his head and said: "I know a lot...... I am me, that is, all, everything, everything is Buddha, Shura is, so are the heavenly beings, why is Shura not the heavenly beings? ”

The middle-aged man raised his head and poured a pot of wine, smacking his tongue and said, "It turned out to be a Buddha who cultivates demons...... Are you going to ...... Is it sanctified to exorcise demons? ”

"Why not?"

"Nothing! Hahaha...... Today, the lonely king has decided, don't kill you! ”

The laughter was deafening, followed by loud snoring, and in an instant, the world collapsed in the dreams of middle-aged people.