The blind man's book says that the willow branch beats the ghost, and if he hits three inches shorter, he will become a dwarf in the next life, but the ghost monk Wudao has lost the opportunity to reincarnate on the day he became a ghost elder.

There is no afterlife.

What's more, now is the fight for life, and we must not be merciful. Either he dies or I die.

Sou! Whoosh!

I wielded willow branches and chased and struck all the way.

It's a pity that it just didn't hit.

The ghost monk's eyes shot a strange green demonic light, and he said angrily: "Boy, the time for your death has come. ”

He flew over my head and landed not far from the hole, blocking my way out.

Could it be that he deliberately showed weakness just now, but he actually wanted to cut off my back road?

I couldn't help but be surprised.

Fight with him.

Brandishing willow branches, he rushed over.

The ghost monk raised a precise kick at my wrist holding the willow branch, and the wrist pain willow branch flew out, and he raised another foot and kicked me in the chest, and I flew backwards and lay on the ground.

Vomit!

I clutched my chest in pain, suffocating and panting, a piercing pain in my chest, my sternum probably broken, and I opened my mouth. Blood kept pouring out.

I almost fainted in pain.

Too careless.

Black blood hung down the corners of his mouth.

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I struggled to get up, stumbled, but fell to the ground weightlessly, and a sense of fear swelled up in my heart like never before, feeling that death had never been so close to me as it was now.

Ye Xiaoqing!

I'm afraid I really haven't had a chance to say sorry to you.

I didn't expect to fall in love with this old child's way.

I secretly dragged the yellow charm in the palm of my hand, and even if I died, I would give this old ghost a pot to drink.

The ghost monk stood a meter away, and he didn't dare to come over.

He looked at me from afar and said, "You seem to be badly injured. ”

I was about to speak, but I choked on the blood in my mouth, and I struggled sideways to vomit the blood, and kept silent.

I'm not so weak that I don't even have the strength to speak.

Lying on the ground for a while, I was a little relieved.

It's not as uncomfortable as it was just now.

The old ghost shows weakness and deceives me, can't I deceive him?

But he's much more cautious than I am.

Seeing that I didn't speak, I just walked over slowly.

My eyes were blurred. Simple-minded. He saw me like that. Relaxed a little, and said with a strange smile: "After all, it is flesh and blood, and it hurts like this with a kick, and the old monk only used half of his strength." ”

I slowly closed my eyes.

The ghost monk approached cautiously and stretched out a finger to put under my snort.

Ahh

Suddenly, the ghost monk screamed loudly and spun around in place like a monkey.

There was a burning talisman attached to his chest, and the talisman fire burned the black ghostly energy, and a large hollowed-out hole appeared in his chest.

He slapped the fire desperately.

I struggled to get up from the ground, and secretly screamed in my heart, but my Taoism was not enough, and the power of the talisman I drew was not enough, or I would have burned him directly.

This old ghost.

Yes!

The ghost monk raised his head angrily and howled in pain, the cry was so terrible that it was earth-shattering, and the surrounding trees were swaying in pain without wind.

Hell-frustrated.

The old ghost went berserk. Angry roar: "Boy, I want you to die for me." ”

I also got ruthless, took out another talisman, rushed desperately towards his forehead, and shouted, "Who doesn't necessarily die? Death to Lao Tzu! ”

Fight!

Suddenly, the ghost monk in front of him disappeared, and disappeared without a trace.

I chuckled inwardly.

Spiritism was used for the first time, and the ghost could be seen with the naked eye when he appeared, but it was invisible if he did not appear in the flesh.

But I took a look at it with spiritism and still didn't find it.

Where are you hiding?

I felt a chill sink above my head, and when I looked up, the ghost monk appeared above me and was sinking rapidly, nodding his head on his toes.

If this is trampled on the head, I am afraid that the skull will crack.

I hurriedly rolled forward, but I could dodge, but before anyone could get up, I was hit hard, and the whole person flew out, and there was a forest of weeds in front of me.

I fell hard.

If it had been flat, he would have fallen to his death, crashing into the clutter of branches and acting as a buffer, but his arms were drenched in blood from the scraping of the branches.

But I didn't even have a chance to breathe.

The ghost monk came after him again.

I flipped my hand and buzzed out a yellow talisman, which only slowed him down slightly.

They fled to the cave with a roll and crawl.

I didn't have time to open the map painted in black, so I rolled straight in.

I've broken the map.

The ghost monk paused, gritted his teeth, and roared, "Mingtong。。。。。。 ”

He had already revealed his true appearance, with long black and blue eyebrows and sideburns, blue lips, and a strange aura of demons all over his body.

Where there is a high monk, it is simply an evil ghost.

Zhang Laohan was startled when he saw me rolling into the cave with a scar, and hurriedly came over to support me, exclaiming: "Why are you so badly injured, didn't you let you come back if you couldn't beat me?" ”

My mouth was full of bitterness, and I was fooled out of the hole.

I could only insist on saying: "The gap is too big, there is no way to hit him." ”

My Dao Xing is too rich, and the gap between speed and strength is still too big, even if there are willow branches to rely on, I am not his opponent.

Zhang Laohan sighed and asked, "How do you feel?" ”

I shook my head.

The pain all over my body was convulsive, and the blood in my mouth couldn't stop flowing out.

Zhang Laohan closed his eyes in despair and said, "I shouldn't let you go, a ghost like a ghost monk with a powerful ghost level needs at least a star monarch-level onmyoji to fight against him, but there is no way。。。。。。 ”

I squeezed out a sentence and asked, "Is there still a level of Onmyoji's Taoism?" ”

Zhang Laohan said: "Of course, this is used to distinguish the depth of Taoism, and it also symbolizes status. The old man used to be a soldier, didn't he also have a platoon commander, a company commander, and a battalion commander, all of which were the same truth. ”

I asked, "What level am I now?" ”

Zhang Laohan said: "There is no level. It can only be regarded as an entry, but if you get back the lost soul, I estimate that you should be able to have a Star Monarch-level Dao, after all, Xiaoqing has worshiped you for four years with her aura. ”

I forcibly propped myself up and said, "Is there still a way to go to the ghost gate now?" ”

Zhang Laohan shook his head and said: "Unless there is a way to lure away the ghost monk, go outside, I can use yin and yang to guide you to the ghost gate to get back the lost soul, but this is too difficult, not to mention that there is no way to lure away the ghost monk, even if you go to the ghost gate, you may not be able to find the soul back." ”

I couldn't help but frown.

If you can lure the ghost monk away.

We've been running away a long time ago, so why bother with him here.

I glanced around and said, "Are there any other exits to this cave?" ”

Zhang Laohan shook his head: "No." ”

The cave is small and easy to see, in addition to the tables and chairs, there is a sand table on the side, in which is buried an aluminum water cup, an upside-down trumpet, and a red scarf is tied to the horn.

There is nothing else to do.

Do you really want to die here?

Zhang Laohan went to the sand table and picked up the water cup buried in the sand, and said helplessly: "In this cave, you can't even get saliva, can you still hold it?" ”

I squeezed out a smile.

What if you can hold on, the ghost monk is outside, and he can't escape at all.

Syllable!

A stone landed on a rock not far from the entrance of the cave.

I screamed badly, and when I escaped into the cave, I broke the black ink door, and he found his place.

Zhang Laohan also realized it, and his face changed greatly.

He reluctantly picked up the horn inserted in the sand table, sighed and said, "In the end, I still died on this mountain, is this fate?" ”

I looked at the horn in his hand, and a feeling welled up in my heart that this little horn with a red scarf could save us.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up.

I asked, "Uncle Zhang, will you blow the rallying horn?" ”

Zhang Laohan was puzzled: "Assembly number! I was a trumpeter when I was a soldier, what's wrong? ”

I said, "On the day of Halloween, I saw a lost army of Yin soldiers in this area, and if you blow the rallying call and lure them over, I won't believe it, and the ghost monks won't run." ”

Zhang Laohan praised it when he heard it: "Wonderful", but he said with a sad face: "It's a pity that I'm a ghost, I have no breath, I can't blow the trumpet, and you are injured like this again." ”

I reached out for the horn and said, "I'll try, it's better than waiting here to die." ”

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