Wu Zhiyuan grabbed the Taoist robe with his left hand, quietly stretched out his right hand to the offering table, and touched the fire fold that Zhang Zefang and Zhou Huanzhang used when they were making incense. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The fire fold spark was faint, Wu Zhiyuan took a deep breath, slowly and forcefully blew the fire fold on fire, ignited the crumpled Dao robe in his hand, and then, he squatted down and quickly stuffed the burning Dao robe into the hole under the pose of the immortal clothes.

Black smoke suddenly rose from the burning clothes, and they went straight into the hole.

Zhang Zefang suddenly realized that Wu Zhiyuan was going to use the smoke from the burning of his clothes to smoke out the white-haired spirit object hiding in the statue.

At that moment, the idol shook suddenly, and the contents seemed to be smashing around.

"Master, guard the entrance of the cave, don't let it escape!" Wu Zhiyuan said in a deep voice, took off the only piece of clothing on his body, grabbed it with both hands, and used it as a net, as long as the white-haired spiritual object inside was smoked out, he wrapped it with clothes.

Zhang Zefang circled around the idol, and inspected the idol up and down to prevent other holes on the idol, and when he went around to the front of the idol, he saw two wisps of black smoke coming out of the two eyes of the idol, and the two eyes of the white-haired spirit creature were close to the eyes of the idol.

"Zhiyuan, it's hiding at the head of the idol." Zhang Zefang reminded Wu Zhiyuan loudly.

Wu Zhiyuan sneered and said, "There is only an outlet there that can be ventilated, let's see how long it can endure." With that, he patted the idol and shouted, "Come out!" ”

As soon as the words fell, several collisions sounded inside the statue, and it seemed that the contents of the statue were rolling down from above. Then, the burning robe that was stuffed into the hole under the hem of the statue's clothes was suddenly pushed out, and a long, narrow white-haired animal came out of it, the thing had a sharp beak and monkey gills, and its eyes were bright, revealing an aura between its eyes, and it was indeed a spiritual object that had been cultivated for a long time.

As soon as the white-haired spirit creature came out, it coughed non-stop, Wu Zhiyuan knew that it was very cunning, and did not give it a chance to breathe, shook the clothes in his hand, directly wrapped the body of the white-haired spirit creature, and caught it squarely.

Zhang Zefang rushed over when he heard the sound, and saw a white furry animal wrapped in the clothes in Wu Zhiyuan's hand, the head and tail of the animal happened to stretch out of the clothes, and only glanced at the animal's head, Zhang Zefang was taken aback, and said loudly: "Zhiyuan, be careful, its fart is poisonous!" ”

Wu Zhiyuan looked down when he heard this, and saw that the white-haired spirit creature's buttocks exposed outside his clothes had been cocked, facing Wu Zhiyuan's head, and the face of the spiritual creature was revealing an imperceptible sly smile.

At this critical moment, Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly threw out the white-haired spiritual object in his hand and his clothes.

Hearing a muffled sound of "poof", the white-haired spirit creature spewed out a stench in the air, and the clothes wrapped around it also dispersed at the same time.

"Get down!" Zhang Zefang screamed, and at the same time covered his nose and lay on the ground.

The odor is lighter, so it floats up, and lying down close to the ground will avoid inhaling more odor.

Wu Zhiyuan knew that the smell was terrible, and if he inhaled it, he was afraid that he would be stunned again. But at this time, if you cover your nose and lie on the ground like this, the white-haired spirit creature will take the opportunity to escape, and the soul of the two people who were hooked away by Moon Shadow Fuxian and Sheng Wanxiang is afraid that it will be difficult to recover, this thought only flashed in his mind, Wu Zhiyuan held his breath, picked up the Blood Shadow Demon Knife, and took a few steps towards the white-haired spirit creature that had fallen to the ground, and then jumped on the spot.

The white-haired spirit creature was cunning, and it didn't stop after it landed, and ran away, but just now it hid in the idol and was a little ineffective from the black smoke from the burning clothes, so it was still a step slower.

Wu Zhiyuan pounced, and the Blood Shadow Demon Knife in his hand happened to slash at its tail, cutting its tail off with one sword.

The white-haired spirit creature screamed a few times, endured the pain and jumped towards the temple door, blood flowing from its tailbone until it reached the threshold.

At this time, the two wooden doors were closed, and the white-haired spirit creature jumped in front of the door and actually made a move that Wu Zhiyuan and Zhang Zefang couldn't believe.

I saw that it stood upright on its hind legs, stood upright, stretched out its two front paws to pick up the crack in the middle door, and opened the two wooden doors at once.

A scorching wave of air rushed in, the temperature outside was even hotter, and the figure of the white-haired spirit creature flashed and disappeared at the door.

After a long time, the stench in the hall slowly dissipated, and after a full quarter of an hour, Wu Zhiyuan and Zhang Zefang tried to stand up.

"Master, what kind of monster was that just now?" Wu Zhiyuan asked with his hand fan.

"That's a yellow-skinned man who has cultivated to perfection." Zhang Zefang looked out of the door and replied thoughtfully.

"Yellow skin? Isn't the fur of the yellow-skinned person brownish-yellow? Wu Zhiyuan knew that the yellow skin was a weasel, he grew up in a mountain village, and naturally he had seen this kind of thing a few times, but all he had seen before was brown and yellow fur, but now he saw this one with white hair.

"Not necessarily, yellow fur comes in brown, gray and white, and some can even change the color of the fur with the season." Zhang Zefang had an anxious look on his face, as if he was worried about something, and suddenly, he walked over and picked up the broken tail on the ground, and the broken place was still dripping with red blood.

Looking at this broken tail, Zhang Zefang took a long breath, and the worry on his face was even worse.

"Master, are you worried that it will come back for revenge?" Wu Zhiyuan saw the worry in Zhang Zefang's heart, so he asked.

Zhang Zefang nodded slowly: "Huangpizi is very vindictive, and if there is revenge, he will take revenge, this time you broke its tail, I'm afraid it won't let us go easily." ”

Wu Zhiyuan had never seen his master so worried, although this was related to the fact that they were unable to perform the Maoshan Dao Technique at the moment, but the most important thing was that something like Huangpizi really couldn't be provoked.

Wu Zhiyuan remembers that when he was a child, he heard the fifth uncle tell several stories about Huangpizi, and one of the stories was about Huangpizi's revenge.

The story takes place in Wujia Village, when there was a young man named Wu Qingkang in the village, speaking of Wu Zhiyuan's grandfather, he was at the foot of Longshan Mountain when he was pumping water in the spring pool in front of the lion guarding the mountain, he saw a yellow skin squatting by the pool to drink water, Wu Qingkang didn't think about it, picked up the flat pole and knocked it on the head of the yellow skin.

This yellow-skinned child was small in size and a chick, and he wanted to escape but couldn't run the length of the flat pole, and was hit in the head by the flat hook, and fell into the water, and drowned at that time.

The water in the waterhole is the source of drinking water for the entire Wujia Village, and if it falls into a yellow skin, the water will be dirty, and if it is found by the elders in the village, Wu Qingkang will be scolded.

Therefore, Wu Qingkang hurriedly used a flat shoulder hook to fish out the yellow skin corpse floating on the water, but the flat shoulder paddled in the water for a long time, and the yellow skin body was not only not hooked up, but floated to the center of the pool.

Seeing that it was dark, Wu Qingkang was anxious, and hurriedly went home to find the guy, he trotted all the way home, found the longest bamboo pole in the house, and when he rushed back to guard the mountain lion, he was surprised to find that the yellow-skinned corpse floating on the water was gone!

Wu Qingkang was puzzled, although this waterhole is not big, but there is no outlet, where will Huangpizi's body go?

Later, he thought of a possibility, that is, the yellow skin may not have died at that time, but was knocked out by the flat pole, and when he went home to get the bamboo pole, the yellow skin woke up again, and swam away on his own.

Wu Qingkang didn't continue to investigate, and directly packed his things and went back to the village along the path, but he didn't know that there was a pair of dark yellow eyes hiding in the corner under the mountain lion guarding the mountain and watching him......