Ma Li looked at most of it and felt that something was wrong. The view of extreme yang recorded in this diary is not as Ge Shengjie said.

Although the head Ge Xuanye is very strict, the life of a Taoist priest described in the diary is very leisurely. The relationship between the brothers and sisters seems to be very harmonious. It's not at all as cold and ruthless as Ge Shengjie said.

Judging from the description of the diary, this diary should be Ge Shengjie's second senior brother, who was a junior Taoist disciple more than ten years ago.

But why did Ge Shengjie say that he was higher than the other senior brothers? Could it be that after this second senior brother reached the junior Dao disciple, he still regressed?

Puzzled, Ma Kasa continued to look through his diary.

"Today, the master asked me to go down the mountain to practice. He gave me the compass view of destroying evil spirits. I'm so excited! This is a real magic weapon. I will definitely live up to the trust of my master and collect more ghosts. ”

"Today, as soon as I returned to Guanli, Senior Brother snatched the Soul Destroying Compass from my arms. He almost smashed the compass, but fortunately the master appeared in time and took it back. What kind of nerves does the senior brother have, this is the master's only magic weapon. Poor elder brother, locked in the backyard by the master, no one is allowed to approach. I decided to secretly visit my senior brother tomorrow. ”

"It's been a month since I left the Extreme Yang Temple. If I hadn't secretly visited Senior Brother that day, Master wouldn't have expelled me from the Master's door. I don't know why, but I always feel tired. This feeling of powerlessness seems to have started with the first time I used the Soul Slayer Compass to absorb ghosts. Another strange thing is that I've noticed that something has been following me lately. ”

"It's a dangerous day! The guy who was stalking me finally showed up. It was a fierce ghost, and just as I was about to be killed, the master appeared. He saved me and brought me back to the temple. The master is really a knife-mouthed tofu heart, and he still cares about me as a genius. It's just that, what's going on with the big brother? Ever since I came back, I've been depressed. ”

When Ma Kasa saw this, he found that there was one last entry left in the diary. The handwriting of this last diary entry was much more scribbled than before, and some of the words were obscured by dark red dirt.

"I finally understand why my cultivation is even higher than that of Senior Brother, all because of ■■■No wonder Senior Brother wants me not to cultivate so fast. I'm so stupid, I think I'm a genius, I'm a big fool. Ge Xuanye of the dog day is actually ■■■ I actually call this kind of guy Master ■■■ Now I miss my brother so much, he should be in junior high school now. I also want to make a lot of money so that my younger brother can go to a good university......

"The only evidence of my existence is this diary. I hope the elder brother will help me save my ......."

Ma Li closed the notebook and had a rough outline of the true polar yang view in his heart.

I'm afraid this is not a simple Taoist temple, Ge Xuanye must have a conspiracy.

Mahata kicked the notebook into his pocket and walked out of the room. When he stood in the corridor on the second floor, he suddenly found that the grass in the middle of the courtyard was surrounded by bluestone strips in a circle, and the circle was divided into eight parts by a cobblestone road. In the middle of the meadow, there is also a circular pit that sinks into the ground.

Ma Li stared at the round pit, feeling a little strange. He remembered that when he observed the yard from the bridge, the location of the round pit was clearly a small raised dirt bag. But now, how can it be sunken in.

He looked around and saw that there were no anomalies and that the swill on the bridge had left.

So, Ma Li, who went downstairs, carefully stood outside the circle of the bluestone strip siege, and observed. Although he stared at the round pit and watched it for a long time, he gained nothing.

"I can't bear the child, I can't trap the wolf." Ma Li gritted his teeth and directly added the skill points to Tianyantong.

Because skill points can only be obtained through character upgrades and weekly tasks, and the Tianyantong after level 3 consumes two skill points for each upgrade, Ma Li is very economical. Every time Tianyantong is promoted to a level, he observes the round pit once to avoid wasting skill points.

After consuming six skill points and rising from level three to level six, Ma Li finally saw the strangeness of the round pit.

There was a black mist as thick as ink floating in the round pit, and there were bunches of black mist above it, which kept entering the pit.

Ma Kasa looked back at the black fog in the air and saw that the fog was floating from the living room. He walked over to the living room window and looked inside again.

It turned out that these black fogs were all coming out of the heads of Taoist priests.

Isn't this the painting on the neck of that clay figure? However, I didn't find the goblin with a green fire. Magasa contrasted the scene in front of her with the painting in her memory.

At this moment, it was time for Ma Li's invisibility to come.

As soon as he appeared, the black mist all deviated from its original trajectory and floated towards him.

What the hell are these! Ma Li hurriedly stealth and took a few steps back, away from the black fog.

After he became invisible, the new black mist floated towards the round pit. But the black fog, which had broken away from the large army, was still in the position where Ma Li's initial appearance was still there.

Ma Li couldn't help but secretly rejoice: it seems that this fog has a reaction to people. Fortunately, the stealth skills given by the system are powerful, so that the black fog can't find me, and the ghost knows what will happen if I am stained by this fog.

As Mahata was about to bypass the black fog and head to the house that had not yet been explored, there was a rattling sound from the other side of the canal.

"I seem to see a man standing here." The swill flew out of the water and walked to the living room window. Ma Li, holding the May Fourth Soul Stirring Pistol in his hand, stood half a meter away from the swill. Always be on guard against this terrible ghost and hurt people.

Swill clasped his head: "Why not?" Am I dazzled? ”

He looked at the black mist that stayed in the air and said, "What's wrong with the Soul Destroying Array, why is there a black mist stopping here." ”

He had just reached out to grab the black mist when a voice stopped him.

"What do you want to do with my food?" A monster made up of black mist that clutches Swill's head with its misty hands.

Swill was very afraid of the soul atomization of Mai Wu, and stammered, "Mai ...... Mai Wu, you're back so soon? ”

Mai Wu slapped him and mocked, "Or, I'll wait for you to swallow all the black fog and come back?" ”

Swill knelt in front of Mai Wu and said with a crying voice: "Second brother, I really didn't mean that. ”

Mai Wu trampled him on the ground and said, "This time I caught you stealing it for the second time!" ”

"I didn't steal it, I really didn't!" Swill knelt on the ground and didn't dare to resist, his swollen head was stepped out of the water by Mai Wu.

Mai Wu used his other fog hand to point at the black mist that was staying in the air, and the black mist returned to the main army and continued to float towards the round pit.

"I said, if I find you stealing the black mist, I'll drain your soul." The fog monster wheat had a hideous face and stared at the swill.

The swill was frightened and water came out of his body, and his whole body was a lot shriveled. He tried his best to explain: "I really didn't steal food this time! I saw someone here just now, and then the black fog stopped here. ”

He held the mist legs of the wheat in both hands and begged for mercy: "I just wanted to put the black mist back into the array. I really didn't want to eat it secretly. ”

"It's too slow for the black mist to turn into resentment, so it's more direct to eat your soul." The mist that came out of Mai Wu's body enveloped the swill.

Swill knew that Mai Wu was coming this time and no longer begged for mercy. Instead, he desperately released water from his body to resist the cannibalization of the fog. But he was no match for Mai Wu at all, and it didn't take long for him to go from a puffy fat man to a shriveled skin.