On the bed lay an old woman, covered with a thick quilt, a pair of cloudy eyes slightly open, a sallow face, chapped lips, deeply sunken eyes, and a listless look.

"Mother, the Taoist chief is here." The young man walked to the bed, whispered to the old woman again, then turned and walked to the window, pushed it open hard, and said, "Mother, why don't you open the window to ventilate, it's so warm outside, but it's still so cold at home......

"Don't ...... Don't open the window...... "The old woman, who didn't react just now, hurriedly stood up as if she was suddenly startled by something, and said to the young man: "Mother has a headache and is afraid of the wind." ”

"Mother, the doctor said that it is good for you to open the windows often for ventilation." The young man, though he said this, listened to her and closed the window again.

Zhishan didn't say a word, a pair of dark and deep eyes stared at the old woman tightly since she entered the door, and the blue light emitted by the talisman in her hand became stronger and stronger, so strong that Hua Weiluo felt a little dazzling.

The old woman obviously also noticed the strange talisman in Zhishan's hand, and couldn't help but scream, and quickly covered her eyes with her wrinkled hand and said, "What is that, take it away!" ”

"Youkai, when you see me coming, don't you show up yet??" Zhishan, who had not spoken all this time, spoke slowly and unhurriedly at this moment, and his voice was low and gentle, like a hypnotic whisper, and whispered to the old woman.

"Who are you, I don't understand what you're saying!" The old woman covered her eyes with her hands and said to the young man, "Ah Liang, get them out quickly!" ”

"Mother......" The young man called softly at her, turned his head to look at Zhishan with a serious look, and stopped talking.

Zhishan was not annoyed, put the strange talisman in his right hand in front of him, and gently protected the flower behind him with the other hand, and whispered "Be careful", then he said something in his mouth, and suddenly there seemed to be a wind running everywhere in the quiet room, and more than a dozen small cracks suddenly cracked on the ground like a swimming snake, and several black smoke rose in a curling manner.

Hua Weiluo looked at the scene in front of her with wide eyes, always feeling as if she was in a dream, and her hands involuntarily clenched the sleeves of Zhishan.

There was a roar like wind and thunder in his ears, and the ground began to shake, as if thousands of troops and horses were galloping wildly, and a white light shot up from the black fog, with a fishy smell and pungent smell, and then a black shadow burst out of the old woman's body and floated in mid-air.

It was a monster shaped like a tiger, covered with scales and armor, and its tail was like a bamboo whip, and its eyes were red, its fangs and teeth were full, and the black mist spewed out from the opening of its bloody mouth.

"This ...... This ......" When the young man saw this scene, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, his face full of horror.

Hua Weiluo herself was scared enough, and she always felt that she had the feeling of watching a 3D movie up close, not to mention, this was the first time she had seen such an uncute monster since she crossed over.

And Zhishan stood in the middle of the room with such a long body, holding the strange talisman that constantly emitted a strong blue light in his hand, letting this gust of demon wind blow his black green silk, his white face was still calm, and a pair of dark jade-like eyes flashed with bright stars, and he said in a low voice: "Soul Binding Demon." ”