The weather is a little cool, it may be raining, or it may be the air conditioning in the car: a ghost.

Lu Li turned on the heater, but there was no response, and the car air conditioner was broken, and it seemed to have been broken for some time.

So Lu Li removed the ghost illustrated book and turned to the pen immortal illustrated book that had less impact on the body.

Intuition is better than nothing, but it's better than nothing.

Towards noon, the old-fashioned Xiali passing through the business district was stuck in traffic. Outside the hazy window, a red mist emanating from the taillights and horns continued in all directions.

Lu Li took advantage of his free time to communicate with the ghost messenger and inquire about the two newly obtained illustrated books.

[Car Accident Ghost]

ghost

[Headless]

ghost

Neither ghost has a verdict. The former illustrated depicts a leather-clad young man sitting across a fence, facing the sea, with a lonely background. The latter illustrated book is a scene when the head is chopped, the stage is crossed eyebrows and the executioner, the audience is boiling with the crowd, and the black gauze hat looms in the distance, outlining an ancient execution map with a few strokes.

Lu Li just wanted to test his ability, and the traffic blocked in front of him slowly moved forward.

The road was cleared.

Temporarily putting down the two new illustrated books, Lu Li stepped on the accelerator and returned to the detective agency.

Yang Chunxue was very calm in the back seat because she had a mobile phone to play. Shen Yuqiao was also very calm because he watched Yang Chunxue play with his mobile phone and held the doll.

Passing through Guluo Street, Lu Li slowed down slightly, and his eyes fell on the side of the road.

He didn't pass by the detective agency from the amusement park, but he drove past as usual.

Passing through the bridge, the flow of the Tang River is more turbulent than a few days ago, and the sewer channels that are there every 100 meters vent the surging water, and the sound resounded through the river.

There is no feeling of being watched. Maybe the "hand" no longer looks at the door, or maybe it doesn't notice the land that the bridge is passing by.

Lu Li tilted his head slightly and looked at the Ziyueyuan community not far away.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind and took root in my heart.

This sudden thought drove Lu Li to go to the Ziyueyuan community.

Lu Li had no reason or necessity to go, but his faint intuition told him that if he didn't go, he would miss something.

Is something going on over there with the Black Carbon......?

On Guluo Street, an old-fashioned Xiali suddenly turned out of the traffic and stopped on the side of the road.

Lu Li turned around and asked Shen Yuqiao, "Do you know how to drive?" ”

"Hmm."

"You come to drive, go back to the detective agency first, I have something to deal with."

"Huh?" Yang Chunxue looked up in confusion and saw Lu Li getting out of the car.

……

"The Tao is natural, and ghosts are killed!"

A cold drink, and then the sword came out like a dragon.

The sword light left an imprint in the space and turned into an afterimage.

Syllable!

The pitch-black palms suddenly closed, and the red-spiked mahogany sword appeared, and the sword body was sandwiched between the palms, buzzing and trembling.

"Dare to resist!" Seeing this, the gray-robed old man opened his tiger's eyes, bit off his middle finger and smeared it on his index finger and middle finger, and stabbed forward with a sword trick!

Buzz –

The trembling of the peach wood sword suddenly intensified, and in the trembling of both palms, after the peach wood sword was not in the palm of the hand, the tip of the sword touched the chest of the black charcoal ghost.

"Out!"

Buzz –

With a cold snort, the peachwood sword suddenly slashed forward, piercing an inch deep into the black charcoal ghost's chest.

"Ah!!!h

The black charcoal ghost was in pain, hoarse and roared, and the boundless yin qi suddenly rushed out of its body, and the red silk around it flashed densely.

Woooo

The peachwood sword was washed by the yin qi and flew out in a twist.

Lao Dao's pupils shrank and turned his head suddenly, and the next moment there was a bang behind him, a bloodshot appeared on his cheeks, and the peachwood sword stabbed into the pitch-black wooden cabinet behind him, buzzing and trembling.

If he didn't dodge, he would be pierced by his own weapon and die.

Before it was too late, a cold and malicious yin qi emanated from the black charcoal ghost's body, condensing into a knot, like the waves crashing on the sea.

Lao Dao was shocked when he saw this, turned back and retreated, pinched the body protection method and said with a decisive heart: "Exorcise evil spirits and bind charms, protect your life!" ”

The moment the words fell, the yin qi rushed in and was unstoppable.

Whew-

The old man's robe trembled, his three-inch white beard fluttered in the wind, and his eyes narrowed.

Wow -

The old Tao did not lower the yin qi that swept in, staggered backwards, and hit the scorched cabinet with a bang.

The debris fell with a clatter, and Lao Dao coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his breath weakened.

"Why...... Attack me. The black charcoal ghost opened his mouth coldly, his eyes flashing red, and the dense red lines around his body flashed.

The old Taoist grinned, revealing a row of black and yellow teeth stained red by blood: "You are a ghost, I am a Taoist priest, and it is my duty to eliminate demons and defend the Dao!" ”

The black charcoal ghost stumbled and defended: "I ...... No...... Hurt! ”

"You're an evil spirit, you'll get hurt sooner or later!" Lao Dao sneered, suddenly pulled out the peachwood sword next to his head, bit the index finger and middle finger, and cut a bloody mark on the body of the sword.

"Even the evil spirits dare to fight with the old way, donkey skills are exhausted! Since you don't go to the underworld to be reincarnated, the old way will give you a ride! ”

He snorted coldly, and suddenly threw up the peachwood sword, and placed his left hand on his waist to hold it like a scabbard. The middle finger of the index finger of the right hand is erected, as if holding the hilt of a sword.

The peachwood sword he tossed floated in front of him, buzzing and trembling.

Lao Dao suddenly raised his right hand, slowly drew four verticals and five horizontals in the air as if he were struggling, and then bit the tip of his tongue again, and suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood in front of him.

Lao Dao's face suddenly turned pale, and the blood mist he spewed filled the surroundings of the peachwood sword, condensing but not dispersing, slowly gathering on the body of the peachwood sword.

A brilliant sword power suddenly emerged from the body of the peachwood sword.

The black charcoal ghost's red eyes flashed with jealousy, and then were replaced by anger and resentment.

It roared angrily: "Why...... Why are you all going to hurt me? ”

The dense red threads almost turned its entire body into blood red, and the flashing red threads made the scalp tingle.

"How dare you go crazy!? Evil spirits die! ”

Seeing that all the essence and blood were absorbed by the peach wood sword, Lao Dao no longer hesitated and snorted coldly, and the sword trick was drawn: "Get out of the sheath!" ”

Buzz –

The peachwood sword disappeared into the air in an instant, and there was no figure.

It was expected that in an almost instant, it would stab the black charcoal demon in the chest, nailing it to the wall.

Suddenly, a folding chair arced diagonally across the ground and struck the black charcoal devil in the chest.

Bite!

Almost instantly, the peachwood sword revealed its body in front of the folding stool, and its tip touched the folding stool, breaking and breaking on the ground, turning into several scattered flying shots.

"What people!"

The old man was shocked and almost wanted to vomit blood. I didn't expect that the last resort was actually intervened to stop it.

Lao Dao's magical powers are all on the peachwood sword, and the peachwood sword is dedicated to carving demons and monsters, but it is useless to other items and living people, which is completely equivalent to a wooden sword without a blade.

"The living."

An indifferent reply sounded outside the glot, and a slender figure stepped into the room and walked towards the black charcoal.

The figure didn't seem to be afraid of the red silk around the black charcoal ghost, and walked straight into it.

"Yes...... You. "The black charcoal ghost behind him still remembers Lu Li.

After a few days, its language function has declined.

The red light in the eyes of the black charcoal ghost flickered, and the flickering blood around his body made a gap, avoiding Lu Li, who came closer.

"Who are you?"

The old Taoist figure was rickety, not as good as before, and he covered his chest vigilantly.

Lu Li turned around and looked at Lao Dao opposite with calm black eyes.

"A passer-by who has seen a bad road."