Yuan Yong said and pressed the switch of the lighter in his hand...... Looking at one of the clones of the old monk, it soon became a piece of ashes. Lin Yulan was dumbfounded, only knowing that the demon possessed by the demon before was a paper monk, but she didn't expect that this Benian was also paper paste.

"Smack! Click! ”

No one expected that these two voices would actually come from the body of Daoist Yuan Yong, just as he burned the old monk's paper body, the last doppelganger actually came over and slammed Dao Chang's back, and then there was the sound of broken vertebrae.

"Miaozhu, ...... quickly Go after ...... Don't let him run! ”

The Taoist chief leaned over to the ground and looked at Lin Yulan who came over and said. Lin Yulan was stunned for a moment, and she didn't know who the chief was calling for a while?

"Miaozhu, how can you, an old miscellaneous demon Dao, call out to you? She's my bamboo girl! ”

The old monk, who had already run to the door of the main hall, turned around and glared at Yuan Yong Dao Chang angrily.

Lin Yulan suddenly understood some clues, Miaozhu must be her name hundreds of years ago, right? But listening to the tone of this monk, it seems that they still have some relationship with themselves. But no matter what, the old monk in this life has indeed done evil, she can't stand by and let him leave easily, right?

Thinking of this, Lin Yulan also asked for a lighter from Gao Shan, and then walked to the old monk who was looking at her.

"Yulan, I'll come."

Gao Shan rushed over with an arrow and snatched the lighter in Lin Yulan's hand. was caught off guard, and it really ignited the old monk's clothes...... It turned out to be another papier-mâché doppelganger, and soon it was a piece of ashes again, but the old monk's soul turned around and prepared to flee.

At that moment, there was a sudden "click" sound, and something appeared on the ground.

It was a paper folding fan, with a light pink tassel tied to the handle, and Lin Yulan couldn't help but pick it up and open it. A picture of a beautiful woman in a Tang costume is impressively reflected on the paper, and the Tang costume mentioned here is not the so-called "Tang costume" we have today, but the fashion dress of people more than a thousand years ago. The beauty on the folding fan, with willow eyebrows and apricot eyes and cherry mouths, is full of grace and luxury.

"Wow! I didn't expect this old bald donkey to have such Yaxing! Shall I try the wind? ”

Gao Shan snatched the folding fan from Lin Yulan's hand and fanned the wind very casually.

"Poof!" With a bang, the old monk who escaped from the door was actually blown and shook dozens of times in the wind. This folding fan has followed him for hundreds of years, and he rarely opens it. Two ghosts, a man and a woman, who were rescued by the old monk, fell at the same time and gnawed on, Lin Yulan realized that this folding fan had such great power! Without saying a word, she snatched it back from Takasugi's hand, slapped the old monk and the two ghosts outside the door a few more times, and then looked at the three, and disappeared in an instant.

"Miaozhu, you shouldn't fan the storm again! That's it...... It's a little ...... Trouble, they have fled thousands of miles away. ”

Daoist Yuan Yong endured the pain in his body and sat up with difficulty.

"Ahh How so? ”

Lin Yulan seems to have accepted the name Miaozhu, but she can't believe that this folding fan has such great spirituality?

"Hahahaha, that's right! Miaozhu, this folding fan was given to me by you back then, have you forgotten its wonderfulness? ”

A loud voice came from the air, and Lin Yulan unconsciously looked up and looked outside.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who knows you? ”

Although she couldn't see half a shadow, Lin Yulan knew that it was the voice of the old monk, so she questioned the air.

"This story, let's let the old demon tell you."

After saying this, the old monk no longer transmits the sound for thousands of miles. Lin Yulan turned around and came to Daoist Yuan Yong, and did not directly solve the doubts in her heart, but asked with concern: "Are you okay?" ”

The Taoist chief smiled bitterly and replied, "It's okay, it's okay." Meditation, help me up. ”

Zen Jing lifted up his master.

"Folding Fan Immortal, Folding Fan Immortal, please send Master Miaozhu back to his previous life......"

Remember: this is your spell for harnessing this folding fan.

Daoist Yuan Yong dictated Lin Yulan's incantation, and Lin Yulan casually repeated the letter and suspicion. Sure enough, a miracle happened......