Jiangnan, ink infestation.

In mid-autumn, there is a lot of smoke and rain.

Clean mountains and forests, fragrant wine lanes.

Cultivators have always advocated idleness and few desires, but in Jiangnan, they can't help themselves.

When the autumn is cool, they often take fine wine as a companion, among them, a kind of wheat called Banpo is cheap, everyone can drink it, the main thing is that it is fragrant for ten miles, and the aftertaste is endless.

What is Banpo, the person who fights alcohol on the way home can not bear the bite of the insect in the abdomen, and before reaching the halfway slope of the bluestone road, he wants to open and drink a sip, but most of them will turn back inexplicably, because they are afraid that they will not drink enough.

There was a man walking on the stone road, and one jar was not counted, and another jar was already close to his mouth, and the cool liquid made a sound like a spring flowing, and after a few sips of it, he continued to walk on the stone road.

In the eyes of others, it is normal for a cultivator to drink and eat well, this person is a dozen a day, never falling, he is very casual, the peach hairpin is slanted into the pan, the forehead is full of tiredness under the hair strands, it is raining, but he is good, not covering the umbrella, walking slowly, Tsing Yi has been deeply soaked in rain, mud stained shoes, but he still has a long way to go.

There are few pedestrians, when crossing the bridge, the fish in the river are frightened, and the corners of his eyes suddenly show a trace of brilliance, only to see the other end of the bridge standing with green tendons bursting, bronze skin of the strange man, and then look at the hideous face, ordinary people can see that this is not called a strange person, but a monster.

In an instant, the dull monster twisted its whole body and suddenly rushed towards it at an extremely fast speed.

The meaning of the sky, the responsibility of the way, the ghost of the corpse, the resentment and evil, the curse in an instant, the chanting of the talisman, the ghost and the spirit exist?

- Warlock's Law

In this way, the warlock did not drive any runes, but disappeared when the monster pounced on him, and then, a pleasant and strange flute suddenly sounded, and the sound of wind and rain echoed, and the person appeared again, and there was one more person in the place where he appeared.

A man wearing a hat, rather mysterious, with a red white coat, his clothes covered with strange words, and the flute was played by him.

"Brother Jiang, don't come unharmed!" The flute had an inconspicuous fluctuation on his face, stopped the flute and looked up and said, what is surprising is that this person is cinnabar and forehead thrush, handsome and neat, he is also a warlock, named Changsun Qi, one of the proud disciples of the Heavenly Master, ten years of penance in the outside world.

"Why grab the wine, na," he said, Jiang Ye raised his hand and handed him a jar, "It's been ten years, why are you still a corpse chaser?" ”

The eldest grandson was not superfluous, raised his hand and took a sip, and responded: "Other people's roads can't come." ”

"Heh, what an anomaly, don't go on the sunny avenue, just come to cross the single-plank bridge, besides, you are the most promising person to become a heavenly master, so you are not afraid-"

Before he finished speaking, the eldest grandson was able to understand it at one point, and he smiled, "I don't know that the alien in Brother Jiang's mouth also refers to himself?" Spiritualist corpse, ghost paper tie...... Compared to you, my methods are too boring, after all, they are just some moving wood, not to mention, I really want to ask Brother Jiang for advice. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a lot of movement on the edge of the bamboo forest, and at the same time, the bamboo shoots pickers suddenly ran out with a loud voice, obviously, because they saw a lot of monsters, a lot.

"Come on, put away your stuff, in broad daylight, on the occasion of corpse fighting."

"It's just a greeting gift, if you don't like to watch it, there will always be people who want to see it."

"Anyone wants to see it?"

Jiang Ye only asked questions in his heart, and at this time, he saw a few beams of golden light coming down from the dark clouds, and a number of people appeared in the golden light, some wearing Taoist robes, some wearing armor and swords, and some were dignified...... Starry eaves, treetops, towers......

On the tower, there was a feathered Taoist man, and this man's hair was whiter than snow.

The sects of martial arts cultivation are all here.

"One deviated from the right path and was expelled from the school, and the other repeated the mistakes of the past and created evil!" The Taoist on the treetops sighed, "Heaven should not, reason should not be tolerated, it should be destroyed!" ”

Jiang Ye people as their name suggests, they have long been without a teacher and no door, and they are used to being comfortable, he looked at the eldest grandson ruler, but he didn't expect that the original "expulsion from the division" has now become a "annihilation", it seems that there is a Jiang Ye, and the second is the eldest grandson ruler, the heavenly master is completely angry, but Jiang Ye looked at the person in the tower again, but he couldn't find any joy or sorrow in his face.

At this time, all the people in the stars gathered towards the stone bridge, and as soon as the sound of the eldest grandson's ruler flute sounded, a group of corpses suddenly rose, which had already made the scene chaotic, but the wood was indeed just wood, and after the decapitation and disintegration, no matter how fierce and tactful the flute sounded, they still lost their mobility like mud.

"Looks like you're not prepared enough!" A few more rings of gold and blue runes suddenly appeared at Jiang Ye's feet, and the rune circles turned a few times, and then many of the same runes appeared near many people.

"Eno, this has nothing to do with you." The man of the tower finally spoke.

"It's not a good one." Jiang Ye pointed his finger in his face, chanted a spell, and suddenly, all the zombies with blood red and black gas in the rune formation, although they were also dead corpses, but judging from the panic on everyone's faces, the zombies they are facing now are like having souls, and the evil spirits are blessed, and they are even more difficult to deal with.

The eldest grandson's flute stopped, and he looked at Jiang Ye silently, it was an old acquaintance from the same family, but it was better to say that it was a disaster to the east, and he also knew that Jiang Ye's skills were more than that.

The scene was embarrassing for a while, the Celestial Master was moved, slid a few steps, and then volleyed out a golden circle spell, this spell turned into a sharp sword, as if locked, and flew directly towards Jiang Ye, and Jiang Ye seemed to be unable to stop it at all, and the outer protective cover was bent and deformed until it was broken.

Suddenly, the curse sword suddenly turned into a soft line, and it clasped Jiang Ye's hands and feet. Immediately after, Jiang Ye's talisman circle formation all dimmed, and his whole body stood there stiffly.

"Soul Lock!" The eldest grandson on the side was taken aback, the old heavenly master had actually practiced, and when he sighed in his heart, he immediately grabbed Jiang Ye's arm and tried his best to escape, but the strange thing was that he couldn't drag it.

"You're leaving, it's too late!"

"Advance and retreat together!" The eldest grandson can also hear it, Jiang Ye, who has always been unyielding, said such words, obviously in a desperate situation, but isn't the desperate situation often staged by the two brothers? In order to drag out those who rushed up again, the eldest grandson raised his hand to play the flute, however, before he could put it to his mouth, Eno suddenly pushed him down the riverbank, and there happened to be a boat under the riverbank, and the thrust was still very strong, so the boat was quickly pulled away.

"Brother Jiang—"

The voice had faded away, and Jiang Ye, who stayed in place, was in pain, and the whole person had already knelt down, and after a mouthful of blood, a person with a sword broke through the talisman formation, stood in front of Jiang Ye and spitted: "It's okay, I clean you up first, that kid has to die." ”

However, before the words fell, the white-bearded and white-haired old man appeared here at some point, and a domineering mouth fanned the swordsman away, but his expression became light in seconds, "Ono, give them something!" ”

"Hehe, I know!" It is obviously a battle of annihilation jointly organized by all sects, and the person who is annihilated is the eldest grandson, but in fact, the spearhead is directed at Jiang Ye, "What heavenly way is nonsense, who dares to guarantee that it will be handed over, it will not be a big chaos in the world!" ”

As he spoke, Jiang Ye had already felt the pressure brought by the soul lock, the soul lock was not only a ban spell, the golden shackles formed on the wrists and ankles weighed more than a thousand catties, and it was still increasing in weight, suddenly, the road surface within Jiang Ye's kneeling range could not bear the weight, the bluestone was squeezed and deformed, and there was a sudden burst of pressure, stirring up a few circles of air waves, and the entire ground sank down, forming a deep pit.

"You know they want it, and if you get it, you won't embarrass you and me, and—ruler."

"You know how greedy they are!"

"But I want you to live!" The words of the old Tao strengthened.

"I'm Eno, I'm tired of living!"

After saying that, everyone retreated far away, because Jiang Ye still wanted to break free from the soul lock, and the price he paid was to burst and die, and there were no bones left.

"Teacher's kindness will be reported again-"

Sure enough, he did it, and he also died, and his death made everyone marvel and make the Heavenly Master sigh. However, Eno is still alive, in a different world, in a different capacity.