Qingxiang walked over step by step in the heavy rain, and I stepped forward to drag Li Tao into the house, and then closed the door.

Outside the house, lightning and thunder roared, and every flash of light could reflect the fragrance of the figure.

The mess in the house was too late to clean up, and the Yuantong monk told him to hold it and form a formation to meet the enemy.

Able to sit cross-legged on the ground and chant scriptures, twist Buddhist beads in their hands, stand next to them, and chant together.

The door opened, and Qingxiang walked in dressed in black. Li Bugou shouted "Xiao Mo", and then sighed, he knew that the woman in front of him was not the pillow confidant he knew before, he was both scared and a little melancholy.

Qingxiang stood at the door, pointed to the corpse on the table of the Eight Immortals and said, "I want the corpse." ”

I sneered: "Qingxiang, I didn't expect you to be so interested in an old man, the taste is strong enough." ”

Qingxiang ignored me, his hands suddenly sealed, his fingers changed very quickly, and there was an afterimage.

My brow moved, knowing that it was not good, and hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, find cover." ”

Li Tao reacted faster than a rabbit, and "swished" under the table. I rolled over and jumped behind the chair. Qingxiang really got into trouble, and his body turned, as if he had eight hands, and suddenly shot out a lot of corpse oil pills from all directions, this thing was extremely poisonous, and it was seriously injured when he touched it.

Seeing them flying over, Yuantong was quick with his hands, grabbed his junior brother and threw him behind him, and he used his own body as a shield to block several pills. only listened to the sound of "poof, puff" a few times, all of which hit the body, and the person suddenly languished, holding his chest and panting.

Qingxiang didn't look at him, stepped into the house, and slowly walked in the direction of the corpse.

As soon as Yuantong is finished, the rest are ordinary people, and they can't be counted on at all, I took a deep breath and said to Huang Xiaotian in my heart: "Sect Leader Huang, it's up to us." ”

Huang Xiaotian immediately got to the bottom of it, I didn't have a suitable magic weapon, and now it was the first time I had done it face-to-face with someone from the Ghost Hall, so I picked up a broken stool on the ground and prepared to fight for my life.

I was about to turn over when my whole body suddenly felt like an electric shock, and the power of the channel disappeared without a trace. Huang Xiaotian went back from the state of channeling.

Without his help, my current ability would not be able to go through a round in front of the Ghost Hall Incense Master.

I asked what was wrong.

Huang Xiaotian said: "Zhen Zhen reminded me, look at Yuantong." ”

Yuantong was hit by several corpse pills, clutching his chest and about to die. Being able to hold him, the little monk was angry, and he was about to play with Qingxiang, but Yuantong secretly grabbed him and shook his head gently.

Qingxiang came all the way to the table of the Eight Immortals, and on the table was the corpse of the old man Li Chunman.

She sighed, "You guys, you don't know what the value of this corpse is. With a flick of her fingers, she shot out ten red threads from somewhere in her fingers, enveloping the joints of the corpse. She jerked the thread, and the corpse suddenly stood on the table to the ground, as if it were alive.

Li Bugou and Li Tao were hiding in the corner, already dumbfounded, and everyone was stupid.

Not to mention that Qingxiang is a bit of a way, a red thread shot out from her fingertips, and was passing through the knife edge where the corpse's belly was cut, she pulled the line suddenly, and the red line flew like a butterfly shuttling and flying, flying upwards along the knife edge, just like tying a shoelace, and actually sewed the "Y" shaped knife edge cut by Yuantong back together in a very rough and simple way.

The sewing was not pretty, but at least it prevented all the bits and pieces from the corpse's stomach from flowing out. The fragrance tugged at the silk thread, and the corpse walked out like a marionette.

"Why don't you let me go out and stop her?" I asked Huang Xiaotian.

Huang Xiaotian said: "Monk Yuantong is cunning and cunning, he must have a back move, let's see." ”

When a person and a corpse arrived at the door, the rain outside was heavier, the momentum was surging, and the lightning and thunder were continuous.

Qingxiang went out of the house first, the corpse was dragged with a red thread behind her, she went into the heavy rain, and pulled it violently, but found that she couldn't move, and when she looked back, the corpse stood stiffly at the door, and she couldn't move.

Qingxiang was facing the courtyard, with his back to the door, and the whole person suddenly arched up, gathering strength and pulling out. But the corpse was like a stone tablet, standing there and dragging it without moving, weighing as much as a thousand pounds.

Qingxiang turned around, the whole person fell backwards, several red threads were dragged straight in the air, I don't know what material it was made of, it was extremely tough, and it was so dragged continuously.

Qingxiang's body and the ground were almost at an angle of forty-five degrees, and the red line was crunched, but the corpse still didn't move at all.

She walked back and took out a stick of incense from her bosom, which spontaneously combusted without fire. The rain was too heavy, so she came to the corpse with her hand and put the incense in the corpse's mouth.

This incense exposed the incense head outside the mouth, Qingxiang quickly chanted the trick, two fingers clamped the incense head, and dragged it hard, this time the corpse moved, and followed her slowly out.

When a person and a corpse arrived in the courtyard, there were a lot of cat sounds on the tiled roof of the house. In the dark night, cats cry like babies, one after another. The night in the yard was like ink, the cats barked constantly, and the heavy rain was pouring down, which was full of gloomy atmosphere.

I didn't have time to look more, so I came to the side of Monk Yuantong, "Elder, how are you?" ”

Monk Yuantong smiled faintly: "I can't die yet." He shook his clothes and stood up, looked at the mimeographed ideas on the robe, and said regretfully, "I have to change my clothes when I go back." ”

I was dumbfounded: "You're really good at spells. ”

Monk Yuantong laughed: "I have a stinky skin, even if I give it to Lord Yama, I won't accept it." ”

Neng Zhi said: "My senior brother was washed by karmic fire in his early years, and now it seems that these carving insect skills do not pose a threat to him. ”

Monk Yuantong said: "You can't say that, the so-called evil does not prevail over the good." That woman is the ghost hall incense master? ”

"Exactly." I said.

Monk Yuantong nodded: "I learned the evil art of controlling corpses, and the spirit world turned to the demon path, and the demon was too deep." Forget it, the poor monk still talked to her in line with the principle of curing the sick and saving people, hoping that she could put down the butcher's knife. ”

Yuantong walked to the door and said to the courtyard, "Female donor." ”

We hid behind Yuantong, and it was not easy to see Qingxiang's figure in the pergola, she was in the middle of the yard, pinching the incense sticking from the corpse's mouth with her hand, trying to lure the corpse outside.

At this moment, suddenly a black thing jumped from the beam of the house, shaped like lightning and extremely fast, it was an old cat, its eyes were like night pearls in the dark.

Qingxiang also reacted quickly, and half-turned around and shot out a corpse oil pill from his hand, hitting the old cat in mid-air.

The cat "meowed", and it was instantly annihilated and turned into a puff of black smoke.

Li Tao trembled with fright, and tugged on the sleeve of the Yuantong monk: "Master, what's going on?" ”

Circular Passage: "This is a corpse." The female benefactor has read countless corpses, and she can even be hit by the corpse, which shows that the ability of the corpse is extraordinary. Feng Shizhu. ”

I hurriedly agreed.

Yuantong said: "This is more evil than the corpse we dug up last time. ”

I hastened to say yes. I have cooperated with the Yuantong monk, or for the sake of the ninth brother, I once dug up a Japanese corpse, and it was also a corpse.

At this moment, countless cat's eyes lit up on the beams of the house, green and bright, and extremely strange in the dark.

The cats barked continuously, and countless black cats jumped down from above, attacking Qingxiang together.

The fragrance swirled in the heavy rain, stirring up countless splashes, and the whole person was like a fairy in the water, and those corpse oil pills shot out as if they didn't want money. The visual effects of this scene are extremely exciting, just like a surface-to-air interceptor missile, after the black cat in the air is hit by the corpse oil pill, it will be annihilated and turn into a puff of smoke in the air.

Black smoke kept appearing in the heavy rain. I was dumbfounded.

It can be said that even if Huang Xiaotian is in me, he has no chance of winning against Qingxiang. Qingxiang's hand is too amazing, no matter how high her martial arts are, she can't get close to her body, the corpse oil pill is superb, and the speed is fast, it is estimated that she was hit before she could see what was going on.

No matter how powerful Qingxiang is, she can't stand up to many cats, so many black cats one after another, layer after layer, and she can't finish fighting, after Qingxiang finishes a wave, there are still a lot of black cats that have slipped through the net, and they all fall on her.

The fragrance was suddenly covered by the black cat, pressed under the body, and the cat barked constantly in the heavy rain, sharp and sharp. distressed to Li Bugou: "Master, you save Xiao Mo." ”

Li Tao was so angry that his nose was crooked: "I said that you don't have a snack, and now I'm still thinking about that demon girl." ”

The black cats piled up more and more, almost crushed into a hill, and the fragrance was buried underneath, and life and death were unknown.

Monk Yuantong called the Buddha and took his junior brother to the courtyard, and I followed behind. And the Li brothers didn't dare to go out of the door, and leaned on the crack of the door to look out.

We came to the corpse of the old man Li Chunman, the monk Yuantong kicked the heel of the corpse, the corpse stood unsteadily and fell backwards, I and Nengzhi caught the corpse, and the circle channel: "Take it back to the house first." ”

We carried the body back to the house and placed it on the table of the Eight Immortals. It's no wonder, as soon as the corpse entered the house, the heavy rain outside gradually stopped, the moon stars were sparse, and the mountain of black cats in the middle of the courtyard was clearly visible.

Monk Yuantong folded his hands and chanted quickly, his voice was not loud, but it was extremely penetrating. After chanting, he said, "The corpse has been returned, so why bother hurting people with evil qi." ”

As soon as the words fell, the mountain of black cats suddenly annihilated into puffs of black smoke, evaporating without a trace, revealing the fragrance below.

Qingxiang lay motionless on the ground, her clothes were torn into strips, and there were blood stains on her exposed skin.

Monk Yuantong slowly squatted down, looked at Qingxiang, and said softly: "Donor? ”

At this time, the danger was lifted, and Li Bugou was bold, and he came out of the house and trotted all the way to the front, and I also came out, wanting to see if Qingxiang was dead.