Chapter 17, The Ghost Upper Body

The little monk said, "Ziyang! After such two days of getting along, now I feel a little reluctant at the thought of being separated soon, and I really hope that the road can be farther away, so that we can make a fuss for a few more days."

Listening to the little monk say this, I don't feel good in my heart, don't look at his mouth is quite poor, but the appearance of arguing with the master is funny and cute.

Zhang Daoyi glanced back at us and said, "Hey, what's the matter, what's the matter, isn't it just separation?" This makes the two of you really feel like a couple of lovers parting from each other."

The little monk glared and said: "Why do the two little brothers share weal and woe, this is about to part, naturally they are sympathetic to each other, do you think it is like you!" , cold-blooded animals".

As soon as I saw the scene, it was full of gunpowder, and the master and the little monk would break out at any time a war that could not be laughed or laughed at, but I didn't expect the master to leave with his hands behind his back, and he didn't compare with the little monk again.

Although Zhang Daoyi didn't say anything, I can see from his eyes that he likes the little monk very much, don't look at the anger half dead every time he talks back, although I don't know why he just refuses to accept the little monk as an apprentice.

I don't want the little monk to stay, when I set off, I always feel that the road is far away, but when you get acquainted with the person you are partnering with, and you are about to part at the end, how much you hope that this journey can be extended a little longer.

I went over and patted the little monk on the shoulder and said, "Don't be sad, if you have a fate, we will definitely meet again in the future, don't you Buddha cultivators pay the most attention to fate?" “。

The little monk's face was a little gloomy and nodded, originally I wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but what I didn't expect was to make the atmosphere even more dull.

Two hours later, a wooden bridge appeared in front of us, and the tall and majestic bridge god outlined three big characters "Liujiazhuang".

After driving for such a long time, it finally arrived, I was excited and reluctant, I don't know what I was excited about, but it was clear that it should have something to do with the master's note.

As for the loss, that is to say, when it comes to that Liu Yuanwai's house, I will be separated from the little monk, and this will be the last trip.

It's too late to sigh too much, Liujiazhuang has three or five hundred households, surrounded by mountains, giving people a feeling of being in the middle of nowhere, but you are wrong just by looking at the surface.

Each of the people here has at least five or six acres of fertile land, produces cereals, and lives happily, which is more like a paradise away from war in this era.

After we walked into Zhuangzi, many people looked at us with strange eyes, and I could tell from their eyes that they had rarely seen outsiders.

Zhang Daoyi went up and grabbed a farmer and asked, "Uncle, may I ask how to go to Liu Yuanwai's house?" ”。

The farmer seemed to be very afraid of outsiders, so he quickly broke free from Zhang Daoyi, slowly took two steps back, and then pointed to a road in front of him: "Straight, go straight, just turn left" and then he hurriedly walked away without looking back.

The little monk said, "What's wrong with these people, we don't have bacteria on our bodies, why are we all like seeing a plague god."

I spread my hands and said; "Who knows".

The master looked around at this time and said, "Let's go, I'm sure something must have happened here, although the closure of some places will cause the villagers to be curious and afraid of outsiders, but it is by no means frightened, and I see a deep horror in their eyes."

The little monk and I looked at each other: "Frightened, they are not afraid that we are outsiders, but that we are outsiders."

The master nodded and said; "I'm sure there must have been a lot of people in this village during this time, and they must have done something to scare them."

While chatting, the three of us arrived at the door of a large house, and the surroundings seemed deserted, and the vermilion gate was closed.

The master stepped forward and knocked on the door, waiting for a long time to no avail, the master knocked on the door a little harder, and finally a timid female voice came after half a salary.

"Who!" After a pause, a sentence came from inside: "If you are a visitor, please leave!" No visitors for the time being".

After hearing this, the master frowned slightly and said, "I am a distinguished guest invited by Liu Yuanwai, please inform me."

The "distinguished guest" muttered to himself in the room, and suddenly there was a strange laughing sound like a madness, and I was shocked when I heard this voice, which was too similar to the sound I heard in the Ten Mile Pavilion that night.

The voice was slowly approaching, the master took out the peachwood sword and held it in his hand, signaling me and the little monk to stay away, and then a piece of yellow rune paper was thrown suddenly, and it burned.

At this time, the voice also came quickly, the vermilion doors on both sides opened, and a woman with a dark face smiled and grabbed the master.

The master dodged this grasp, grabbed his hand forward, and then turned around and stepped on her back, the yellow rune paper in his hand was pasted on her head, and he stood up with his hands in his hands.

I looked nervous and hurriedly said, "Master, hurry, take advantage of the moment to stab her in the heart."

The little monk was also busy saying: "Old Zhangtou, hurry, kill her."

The master ignored us, and his index and middle fingers were together, and he drew them in front of the woman, and the fingertips touched her forehead, and a little yellow light spread out.

"The Heavenly Master opens the way, punishes the demons and destroys the demons, and the edict"

The peachwood sword pressed against the woman's neck, and with the force of Zhang Daoyi's hand, the peachwood sword not only did not pierce the woman's neck, but bent up.

Suddenly, another figure seemed to be separated from the standing female corpse, and as Zhang Daoyi continued to exert pressure on the peachwood sword, the figure almost broke away from the woman in front of him.

The little monk swallowed his saliva and said, "I'm Nima, this is a ghost who plays!" Lao Zhangtou is exorcising ghosts, I said why don't you kill her".

With the stalemate for half a day, the other people in the room also came out, and the old and young saw Zhang Daoyi put the wooden sword against the woman's neck, although another figure appeared from time to time, but still ran over to plead.

"Sir, please, we are such a daughter, don't kill him, we will compensate for the silver taels, don't hurt her!"

A few women were dragged with pain, and when I saw that the master was forcing the female ghost out of the woman's body, I went up with the little monk and pulled them away.

An old lady hugged my leg and cried and said, "Did my daughter bite you, we will lose money, don't hurt her!" If she dies again, how will we live! “。

I pulled her away and quickly said, "Don't worry! My master is a disciple of Maoshan, and she saw that there was something unclean on your daughter's body and was helping her get rid of it."

When the old lady heard this, her crying suddenly became smaller, and she said, "Then why do you want to stab my daughter's throat with a wooden sword!" “。

I said: This is the Maoshan technique, you don't understand, if you don't want your daughter to have any mistakes, it's best to keep your mouth shut from now on."