The stars and moon are hazy, the dense branches of the forest are slanted, and the teeth and claws are eerie.

Like an inky night, a little spark in the lantern was cold and rekindled. The dim light suddenly lit up, reflecting the panic on Wu Xue's face. She patted her chest, trying to keep her composure.

Fear is gone, and then I remember to get down to business.

There is a stone tablet standing in front of the tomb, if the light is brighter, you will find the inscription: the general of the country, the tomb of Wu Gong.

She fell to her knees, digging through the dirt with both hands, her fingertips sore and covered with mud. When the digging was almost deep, the clothes and white hair brought with them were put in, and then the soil was refilled.

She stood up and stepped on the firm, her eyes were confused for a while, "I have no father or mother, and I have lost my husband and son, and you are my only relative." Dad, you're going to live a long life. ”

Muttering to himself for a while, Wu Xue patted the dirt off his knees, picked up the lantern and walked back.

As everyone knows, there is a line of sight that has been looking down on her figure until it disappears into the forest, and a few wisps of luminous spider silk quietly hang down from the trees. Yan Qingjun regained his original handsome face, and his long figure fell to the ground from the top of the tree. His eyes were cold, only staring at the place where Wu Xue was standing.

In the next moment, the sleeves of Yan Qingjun's robe bulged, and a gust of demonic wind actually blew, stirring up the soil on the ground. When he saw what was exposed, he was slightly stunned and condensed. In the middle of the night, the knobly jointed palm waved again, and the ground returned to its original state.

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The moon is like a hook, and the breeze is a line. In the middle of the night, it was silent, so quiet that even the wind could be heard.

The spotted cat was sleeping on the ground at first, when it suddenly heard something noise...... His ears quickly erected, and he raised his head and opened his blue eyes. Its eyes flickered with strangeness in the night, and it jumped up and jumped on Zhou Xuanqing's bed in small steps.

It patted Zhou Xuanqinglu's shoulder on the outside of the futon with its front paws, "Wake up, little Daogu." Seeing that the shouter didn't wake up, he used a little more force, stretched out his claws and scratched his arm violently!

"Ouch, I'll go!"

lit the candlestick, and Zhou Xuanqing in the firelight woke up completely. She was very upset! As she treated the wound, she gritted her teeth and looked at the spotted cat, as if she was going to eat it alive. "What do you want to do in the middle of the night?"

"Shhh "The old god of the spotted cat is here, squatting and sitting.

Zhou Xuanqing was stunned by it, and immediately held his breath and concentrated. But she couldn't hear anything.

"If you dare to lie to me, I will hand you over to Master Hou to deal with. ”

The spotted cat wagged its tail in disdain and changed its position, "Then what do you smell?"

"Nope. Zhou Xuanqing frowned and rubbed his chin, "You can be psychic, do you notice that there is something strange in the Wu Mansion?"

"Yes, if you go and see Wu Lao now, you might be able to see something. The spotted cat lowered its head and said no more, but quietly licked a ring of hair from its belly.

Zhou Xuanqing frowned for a while, and decided to get up and go out to find out.

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Inside Wu Lao's house, it was quiet and dark at the moment.

"Why don't you hook the soul yourself?" Hu Yibing asked curiously with a grimace.

Black and white impermanence hovers around it.

Bai Wuchang smiled and said, "Because I can't hook it." ”

Impermanence is not a dead ghost, all living beings can do it. Like Hu Yibing, he specializes in assisting black and white impermanence to hook souls and subdue some difficult souls.

When some people are dying, there are always many people around them, and it is difficult to approach the ghosts when the yang energy is blazing. If you encounter dead nobles and gentlemen, they will be more upright and upright, and it will be even more difficult to get close.

Another example is the military punishment general, with the air of slaughter, the strong man has the air of violence, and the ghost cha does not dare to approach at will. The yang energy of the living soul is vigorous and fearless, so the black and white impermanence will bring it with him.

General Wu is a man who stands up to the sky and the earth, but he can't get close to killing evil.

After some lip and tongue explanations with Hu Yibing, he understood. He said thoughtfully, "What good is it if I become one?"

Hei Wuchang's face was cold, and he said firmly: "No." "If you can't do an errand, you won't even be able to return to your body. ”

How can there be such a threat? Hu Yibing stiffened his neck and said, "The ghost can't be unreasonable." ”

Seeing him grinding and chirping, Bai Wuchang became a peacemaker, and persuaded: "Don't think about it anywhere else, the blood pool under the oil pot of Daoshan in our underworld, is it possible that you want to try them one by one?"

Phew, it's better not to talk. Hu Yibing thought for a moment, but had no choice but to compromise.

Bai Wuchang handed him the end of the soul chain around his waist, "Take it and put on his soul." Pull when you're ready. Got it?"

"Peace of mind, peace of mind, such a simple thing, how could I do it. Hu Yibing took out the courage to be a thief, and as soon as his hand touched the soul chain, he felt a chill from the outside to the inside. It's worthy of the goods from the Yin Division, it's so cold.

Hei Wuchang glanced at it silently, meaning: work!

I saw Hu Yibing rubbing his fists with both hands, and solemnly took one end of the soul chain. Because they are all ghosts, it is convenient for them to float on the bed without touching the ground.

"It's done, it's done! I hooked his soul!" Hu Yibing made a ring of the soul chain and covered Wu Lao's heavenly spirit with a void. He looked very excited.

"Restrain your strength, hold on and don't let go!" Bai Wuchang reminded after reciting a soul-harvesting spell.

As soon as the words fell, I only heard Hu Yibing's 'oops', "It's not good, why did his soul lie back again?"

Wu Lao Fangcai's three souls and seven spirits were indeed pulled out of the Heavenly Spirit Cover, but halfway through, he was pulled back into his body by the power of ignorance, and he was no longer moving.

Not only that, Wu Lao's chest began to rise and fall slightly, he was already breathing again, and his complexion was also pale.

This time it's really a deception. In this situation, the three ghosts of them were also shocked and wondered.

There was a 'stab' sound, the red light burned, and the green smoke rolled. The three ghosts were so startled that they almost thought they were going to be present.

On second thought, no—there's something terrible about it.

But I saw Zhou Xuanqing standing at the threshold at some point, holding a candlestick in one hand and a yellow paper talisman in the other, staring at Wu Lao on the bed lightly.

Probably because they were so focused that someone opened the door and didn't pay attention.

Zhou Xuanqing, who was dressed in a green shirt and sleeved robe, as if he hadn't seen them at all, walked directly to the bed, pointed the candlestick in his hand at Wu Lao, and looked up and down.

"She?" Hu Yibing was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out, and he felt familiar tight. Hey, isn't that the Dao aunt who stopped him?

Sure enough, the enemy was very red when they met. Hu Yibing thought: This is what you sent to the door, don't blame me for being polite.

was about to scare and scare her, but was grabbed by the arm of the black impermanence on the side.