There was a gloomy atmosphere throughout the village. Sanquan Village is now more appropriate to call it a miserable village, Lin Chen thought to himself. After the three of them entered the village, the village chief came out with a few villagers to greet them and welcomed the three to the village chief's house. The three of them looked up and looked around, the village chief's house was very spacious, the statue of the god was offered in the hall, and the cleaning was spotless.

After the three of them sat down, the villagers served tea, and the three of them took a sip of tea in their cups, and listened to the village chief tell the story again. Mo Chengmian said, "Village Chief, please gather the epidemic patients together, and inform the villagers who are not yet sick not to go out at night, and the three of us will set up a formation to catch ghosts." "The village chief was busy informing the families and, according to their request, gathering the patients in the ancestral hall of the village.

As the night gradually closed, the doors of the houses were closed, and even the dogs did not dare to bark more. When the sun's halo was swallowed up by the twilight, the north wind blew through the mountains and forests, with a low whispering sound. The three of them stood in the three directions of the ancestral hall, and held a line in their hands, and a copper bell fell on the line. At first glance, it is an ordinary copper bell, but it does not move in the wind, this is a white door magic weapon, a copper bell to measure yin, when there is a yin thing approaching, the copper bell will issue a warning. As the wind grew stronger, the whispers grew clearer, and all that could be heard was "Let you all die, all die... Suddenly, the copper bells on Mo Chengyan's left side rang in unison, and a white shadow crashed into the thread he was holding in his hand, trying to break through the barrier and rush to the ancestral hall. Mo Chengyan's red dust went out of his body and hit the phantom.

The shadow was very alert, and when he felt the sword momentum of Hongchen coming, he fled suddenly. The line on Mo Chengyan's left hand side is connected to Lin Chen, and the right hand side is connected to Mo Chengmian. I only heard Mo Chengmian say, "Don't let go, stick to your position, it will definitely try again if it fails." ”

The three of them continued to sit down, like an old monk in a meditation. The north wind whistled, and a trace of snowflakes fell from the sky. It turned into goose feather snow, and the snowflakes turned all the hair of the three people white. The faint coughing sound of the epidemic patients in the ancestral hall came. The plague ghost seemed to disappear into the wind and moon.

Although they are people who cultivate the truth, the three of them are shallow after all, and the slightest chill penetrates the bones. Lin Chen opened his mouth and said, "Two, I'm almost freezing. Do you think this plague is going to freeze us all and then wipe us all out in one fell swoop? As if he had debunked the ploy of the plague ghost, he heard a sharp roar coming from Lin Chen's front of him, and a white figure appeared, with unkempt hair and a yellow complexion, which could be seen to be a young man, wearing only a white ragged shirt, dragging a roll of rags, and rushing towards Lin Chen.

The yin measuring copper bells beside Lin Chen rang in unison. Mo Chengmian and Mo Chengyan both skimmed to his side and stood side by side with him.