It's still in the same cave.

A piercing scream sounded, and then a phantom ejected from the blood-stained scarecrow, flying back towards the black qi on the black-robed man, but before he could fly back, he screamed miserably, turning into a cloud of green smoke and dissipating.

"Poof" The black-robed man was struck by lightning, spurting out a mouthful of thick blood, almost extinguishing the residual candle light in front of him.

The flames that were about to be extinguished shook for a while, making the cavern look particularly bleak.

"Haha......" Uncle Jiu's hearty laughter echoed throughout the cave, and then he was choked by something again, and he couldn't make any more sound, but although his face was red and purple, he still stared at the black-robed man with mocking eyes, which was almost more angry than any ridicule.

The black-robed man's chest rose and fell violently a few times, but the law in his hand still insisted on not dispersing, turned slightly, and shouted: "Smoke ghost upper body!" ”

"I don't believe it, the most terrible and harmful thing in this world can't devour this kid's mind?"

As the words fell, a new phantom shot out from the black-robed man's body and threw himself into the blood-colored scarecrow again.

A flash of horror flashed in Uncle Jiu's eyes.

Actually cast the spell again?

Counting this time, this is already two curses backlash, and you can still cast spells?

It stands to reason that even a person with advanced Taoism has no reason to be able to withstand this successive curses and backlash, and such a vicious evil technique that harms people, after the general backlash, the damage that the caster has to endure is even more painful than that of the recipient, with death at the severity and serious injury at the slightest.

But what's going on with this person?

Uncle Nine was shocked in his heart, and felt that the invisible hand holding his neck had disappeared, and he sneered again: "You smoker, it seems that you know that you are not as good as the gambler just now, even the gambler has failed, what can a weaker smoker do?" I advise you to take the spell anyway, so that you will not be cursed and devoured alive."

"Hmph, you want to cheat me? In this world, how harmful the smoke is, you must know very well that you are afraid that he will fall into my way and will obey my will."

The black-robed man said what Uncle Nine was thinking.

Uncle Nine snorted coldly, didn't speak again, and continued to look at the bronze mirror with the black-robed man.

……

In the early days of the Republic of China, this was an era of the birth of democracy, and it was also an era of chaos.

Smoke houses are numerous, smokers are full, repeatedly banned, no matter the coast, towns, villages, tobacco houses are everywhere, and not only those smoke houses sell cigarettes openly, but also hotels, bathhouses, brothels, almost all of these industries are also doing tobacco business, unceremoniously said, ten rooms of the city, there must be smoke houses, threesomes, there must be addicts.

It is even said that the smoke has become a convention in people's life and communication, and many people entertain guests, or business dealings, neighborhood disputes, friend gatherings, or men or women, all of which are carried out on the smoke collapse.

The so-called like gathers like things, Li Yanggang left the gambling house not far away, and not far from the gambling house, he saw the smoke house.

The smoke house is also a place that does not distinguish between day and night, once the smoker is addicted, it doesn't matter what time it is, and for the smoke house, every hour of closure is a loss.

Walking in front of the smoke house, the faint smell of smoke wafted out from within, like a little devil holding a steel fork and having two feet on his head, constantly tempting people's hearts.

"Come on~ Come on~ Just take a sip to ensure that you are happy and better than the gods"

"Ahem" Li Yang was not physiologically accustomed to this taste, so he choked and coughed a few times, but in his heart there was a voice diametrically opposed to physiology.

"Give it a try, it's okay to try? Haven't you ever tried this kind of thing since you were a child? Anyway, if I try it here, no one will know, parents, little sister, no one knows......"

Li Yang stopped, and at this moment even he was stunned by his bold idea.

Would you even think about smoking a big cigarette?

"What's wrong with me today? Evil? Why do you always want to do something dangerous?"

Li Yang looked at the smoke house, his eyes seemed to be looking through the door, the soles of his feet unconsciously leaned over, and there seemed to be a demon smiling in the sky......

At this time, a person walked out of the smoke house.

This person is about 1.8 tall, which is the standard height of a dignified seven-foot man, but this person is born skinny, his cheeks are deep, his cheekbones are unusually high, and his face is so gray that he looks like those smoking tobacco leaves.

He held a cigarette gun in his hand, shook his body, stepped out of the threshold of the smoke hall, took a deep breath, and suddenly showed an extremely intoxicated look on his face, as if he was about to float up, but in fact, he couldn't even step out of a threshold, his toes were tripped by the threshold, and he staggered into Li Yang.

“…… I'm sorry" He stood firm, his consciousness still lingering in the pleasure of the smoke, causing his apology to become very dull and absent-minded.

Li Yang noticed his eyes, which were godless, empty, sluggish, and seemed to have no soul.

Li Yang turned his head, and his gaze shifted from the smoke house to the back of the departing man.

The back of the dog is like a little old man, but in fact, this benevolent brother is only thirty or forty, in the prime of life, every step he takes, he has to take a puff of cigarette, his back is gradually blurred in the smoke, and the pace of the same step reminds Li Yang of a word:

--Zombie!

And this person is an authentic smoker in this era.

In Li Yang's view, it is more appropriate to call the wasters.

A seven-foot man, who is so tall, but looks like a little old man, with malaise and no muscles, what else can he do with this kind of person?

Maybe it's just a big cigarette.

Li Yang suddenly woke up and slapped himself, "You are a martial artist, and you have a black coffin, and the future is bright, but now you actually want to get involved in drugs?" Death or not? ”

Suddenly, the temptation in his heart seemed to have disappeared, and looking at the smoke house again, Li Yang only felt that this was an abyss that ate people without spitting out bones, and quickly turned his head away.

I don't want to linger for a moment.

Although Li Yang doesn't know what is wrong with his mentality, he always has ups and downs, and always wants to do something to death, but as long as he is determined, it is not difficult to restrain his desires, and after this determination, all those inexplicable temptations just now are gone.

Li Yang found that something was wrong with him today, and there was an evil door in this series of incidents, so he didn't dare to stay in the night for a long time, and quickly found a hotel to stay.

……

"Haha...... As soon as the smug mockery sounded, he was choked to death, and Uncle Nine could only let out a painful whine, but he still did not give in.

Inside the cave, the black-robed man's face was almost as black as his robe, and after spurting out a mouthful of old blood, blood flowed from under his nostrils and dripping past the corners of his mouth.

The black-robed man opened his mouth and directly licked all his nosebleeds.

He knew very well that if he let the blood drip onto the robe and let Uncle Nine see it, he would only make himself more embarrassed.

Looking at Li Yang, who had already found the hotel and opened a room on the bronze mirror, he couldn't believe that his witchcraft would be frustrated one after another.

That's a curse!

Even if the evil qi and blood have a certain evil destroying function, he specifically avoided these and did not attack his body, but used the ghost to possess the scarecrow, and used the evil habits of the little ghost to influence Li Yang.

The two little ghosts just now may not be strong, but they are typical gamblers and smokers, and their grievances are difficult to eliminate after death, and they are used to curse people and curse people.

But what's going on today?

The black-robed man almost suspected that he didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out, so everything went wrong.

This is not a joke, cultivators have always believed in this, maybe today, they are in conflict with themselves.

At this moment, the black-robed man could almost clearly feel the mocking eyes from Uncle Jiu's knife, which greatly challenged his self-esteem.

"Don't be complacent, don't you see, my spell hasn't been broken yet"

Uncle Jiu's pupils couldn't help shrinking.

Indeed, the black-robed man has cursed for the third time, and the curse in his hand has not yet dispersed, and even a new round of practice has begun.

"In the world, no matter who it is, even if it is a woman, it will never be able to escape this level"

The black-robed man shouted almost hoarsely at the black qi on his body:

"Lust ~ ghost ~ upper ~ body!"