Seeing that Hu Qianqiu was already asleep, Yuan Liuli couldn't bear to wake him up, and the many doubts in his heart could only be put aside for the time being, and he would talk about it after Hu Qianqiu woke up.

Yuan Liuli is as smart as Hu Qianqiu, although she has never been here, but just now Hu Qianqiu mentioned Henghao Daoist in the conversation with her, so she can probably guess that this is the Ling Xuguan that Hu Qianqiu said before.

Although Hu Qianqiu let her walk around casually, she still didn't leave the room, just walked around the room.

Yuan Liuli looked at the books and bottles and cans on the cabinet, and touched them casually, most of those books were already worn, as if they would be broken if they were turned over casually, and those bottles and cans were not filled with anything, thinking that they had been empty for a long time.

Yuan Ruri was not interested in these things, and turned his head to look at the dark black wooden sword hanging on the wall.

Yuan Liuli also has a wooden knife, which is made of peach wood, similar to the Taoist peach wood sword, although it is not lethal to people, but for those ghosts, it is a deadly weapon.

Although the wooden knife of Yuan Liuli looks ordinary, it is very promising, and it is one of the artifacts enshrined in their shrine for generations. Because of the special identity of Yuan Ruri, and the heavy responsibility she had on this trip, the shrine agreed to let her carry the wooden knife with her.

Although Yuan Liuli does not know much about Taoist magic weapons, he also faintly feels that this wooden sword that is randomly hung on the wall is more extraordinary than his own wooden knife, after all, the ancestor of Taoism, Lao Tzu, was only the history of the Zhou Dynasty's Tibetan room, compared to Confucius who traveled around the world, it is much more obscure, if it were not for the letter to Guguan when Yin Xi asked him to leave a work, I am afraid that the world still does not know what kind of immortal figure Lao Tzu is, so it is not surprising that a heavy weapon of demon suppression and demon removal is placed in this room at will.

Yuan Liuli took the wooden sword from the wall, only to feel that it was very heavy to start, it didn't look like a wooden sword at all, as if a heavy iron sword was wrapped with a layer of burnt wood, and it was much heavier than his own wooden knife.

Yuan Liuli stretched out her hand and flicked the wooden sword, listening to the dull sound of the wooden sword, she was sure that the inside of the wooden sword was also wood, and it did not contain iron, but why was such a wooden sword so heavy?

Yuan Liuli gently stroked the blade of the sword with his hand, only to feel that it was cold to the touch, and it was very smooth, like obsidian.

Just by the touch and appearance color, Yuan Liuli couldn't tell what kind of wood this wooden sword was made of and what means it was processed by. It's just that the more she guesses, the more she wants to know.

Yuan Liuli held the sword in his right hand and waved it casually, wanting to try whether this sword could be used handily, but he didn't expect to wave it so casually, the wooden sword made a sound of breaking the air, and the dust on the ground was also blown up a lot by the air current.

Yuan Liulixiu frowned slightly, feeling a little lost in her heart, although the ordinary sword just now looked very good, but the magic weapon of subduing demons and eliminating demons did not pay attention to these, and this sword was still too heavy for her, it was nothing to swing it normally, if it was used when dealing with demons and ghosts, and before they were killed, she would be exhausted first.

Yuan Liuli sighed, and when he was about to hang the wooden sword back on the wall, he suddenly found that Hu Qianqiu in his sleep looked a little strange.

At this time, although Hu Qianqiu was lying on the bed, his face was indeed facing Yuan Liuli's side, and the sword that Yuan Liuli had just waved at will, although it did not cut Hu Qianqiu, the tip of the sword was already very close to Hu Qianqiu, but it was just a stone's throw away.

Hu Qianqiu, who was asleep, seemed to be intimidated by the sword in front of him, and his brows were tightly locked.

Yuan Liuli was puzzled, what was going on?

She was not Hu Qianqiu, she didn't speculate too much in her heart, she just silently removed the sword from Hu Qianqiu's face, and the moment the wooden sword was removed, Hu Qianqiu's brows also relaxed.

Yuan Liuli was a little frightened in her heart, she had originally guessed that there might be evil things in Hu Qianqiu's body, so all kinds of bizarre and strange things kept finding him, and now when this wooden sword is close to Hu Qianqiu, it can affect him in his sleep, can this wooden sword suppress the evil things in his body?

Yuan Liuli didn't think much about it, and directly touched Hu Qianqiu's forehead with the tip of the wooden sword.

The moment the tip of the sword touched Hu Qianqiu, Hu Qianqiu's brows instantly furrowed, and then he began to grin his teeth, although his eyes were closed and seemed to be still asleep, but it looked very painful.

Yuan Liuli didn't expect Hu Qianqiu to have such a big reaction, just as she wanted to remove the wooden sword from Hu Qianqiu's forehead, Hu Qianqiu's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes, different from the ghost's eyes as black as ink, at this time Hu Qianqiu's eyes seemed to be filled with blood.

Hu Qianqiu suddenly jumped up from the bed, like a tiger pounced, and pounced on Yuan Liuli.

Although Yuan Liuli has a strong reaction power, firstly, something happened suddenly, and secondly, Hu Qianqiu's movements were too fast, even Yuan Liuli didn't have time to react, so in an instant, Yuan Liuli had already been controlled by Hu Qianqiu.

Hu Qianqiu grabbed Yuan Liuli's neck with his right hand and lifted her up with one hand, as if he wanted to strangle her to death like this.

Although Yuan Liuli's weight is relatively light, with Hu Qianqiu's original arm strength, it is impossible to lift Yuan Liuli like this with one hand, and although Hu Qianqiu's appearance at this time is no different except for his eyes, his expression is very hideous, and he feels very evil and terrifying, which is like two people from before.

Yuan Liuli was grabbed by Hu Qianqiu like this, and her breath was naturally very uncomfortable, and her throat was tightly grasped by Hu Qianqiu, and she couldn't do it if she wanted to shout for help.

Yuan Liuli's body was in the air, her hands and feet were constantly struggling, she was still holding the wooden sword in her hand at this time, but she didn't choose to slash at Hu Qianqiu, but kept swinging at the cabinet next to her, constantly sweeping the bottles and cans on it to the ground.

Although Yuan Liuli's behavior was strange, Hu Qianqiu saw that she didn't threaten herself, so she didn't sell to stop her.

Although Hu Qianqiu held Yuan Liuli's throat tightly, he didn't use full strength, his strength was just right, so as not to break Yuan Liuli's neck all at once, watching Yuan Liuli's expression continue to change, Hu Qianqiu's distorted face was gradually changing, at this time he seemed to be enjoying the process of Yuan Liuli's slow breathing.

After all the bottles and cans on the cabinet were swept away by Yuan Liuli, her face had become pale, although it was only a few tens of seconds since she was caught by Hu Qianqiu's neck, but she herself felt that half a century had passed.

Yuan Liuli used the last bit of strength in his body, raised the wooden sword in his right hand and slashed at Yuan Liuli.

But before the wooden sword touched Hu Qianqiu's body, Hu Qianqiu's left hand had already turned into a hand knife and slashed at her forearm.

Yuan Liuli suddenly felt a sharp pain in his forearm, as if his bones were broken, and the wooden sword instantly fell off his hand, and with a "bang", it fell to the ground.

Although Hu Qianqiu was not hurt by Yuan Liuli, he was also very annoyed, as soon as the strength of his right hand increased, Yuan Liuli's tongue suddenly stretched out in half, and his eyes spit out, and when he saw that he was about to be strangled to death by Hu Qianqiu, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside.

"Bastard! Don't stop yet! Heng Hao, who was originally in the main hall, suddenly appeared outside the door at this time.

He looked at Hu Qianqiu, who was pinching the source glass, and the broken porcelain on the ground, and understood the situation.

Heng Hao took out a handful of talismans from his arms and sprinkled them casually, and those talismans instantly attracted Hu Qianqiu's body, Hu Qianqiu immediately showed an extremely painful look, and the hand holding Yuan Liuli suddenly let go, and Yuan Liuli fell to the ground with a "bang".

Yuan Liuli fell to the ground and coughed immediately, she was almost unconscious just now, if it wasn't for Heng Hao's timely arrival, she would probably have died at this time.

Because Fang Cai's neck was tightly grasped by Hu Qianqiu, Yuan Liuli felt a little dizzy in his head at this time, although his ears faintly heard Hu Qianqiu and Henghao's voices, but he didn't have time to look.

By the time Yuan Liuli turned his head and looked at Hu Qianqiu's side, Hu Qianqiu had already broken free from Heng Hao's talisman and was entangled with Heng Hao.

Although Heng Hao has practiced the Tao for many years, after all, he is old and weak, and he is bare-handed, and Hu Qianqiu's physical fitness has improved sharply after entering this crazy state, so he has always had the upper hand.

Heng Hao kept taking out the talisman from his arms, but it was always broken by Hu Qianqiu, and it didn't work at all. Heng Hao is not a Dao method that he will not perform at close range, but he is such an old bone, if he is hit by Hu Qianqiu closely, he will have to fall apart if he does not die, so Heng Hao has never dared to risk himself.

When the talisman was broken by Hu Qianqiu again, Heng Hao stretched out his hand into his arms again, but this time he touched the void.

Hu Qianqiu saw that the talisman that Heng Hao was carrying had already been used up, his mouth grinned upward, revealing a somewhat penetrating smile, and slowly walked towards him.

Almost at the same moment, Yuan Liuli noticed the wooden sword that had fallen to the ground earlier, quickly picked it up with his left hand, and then threw it at Heng Hao with all his strength.

Although the distance between Yuan Liuli and Heng Hao was farther than Hu Qianqiu, the wooden sword flew towards Heng Hao like an arrow from the string, so the last came first, and although Hu Qianqiu saw the wooden sword flying past him, he didn't dare to touch it.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Hu Qianqiu kicked his feet, bent his left hand into a claw, and grabbed Henghao.

At the last moment, Heng Hao tapped his toes and turned back in a circle, avoiding Hu Qianqiu's pounce, while holding the flying wooden sword in his left hand, and then handed it to his right hand in the circle.

Heng Hao's figure stood still, and a sword stabbed out in his right hand, hitting Hu Qianqiu's eyebrows, Hu Qianqiu suddenly seemed to be hit by the acupoint, motionless.

"Broken!"

Hu Qianqiu's body seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, flying backwards, hitting the wall with a "bang", and fainting.