The cool breeze is blowing, the sky is gradually deepening, more than half of the hour, a group of people shivering around the ancient well, it has been cold for a long time, and they don't see the fanfare Xu Laodao and the three people have any action, and everyone can't help but have a bit of a posture of smashing the field. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Master~! Do you say that the thief doesn't dare to come? ”

"Master~! I think so too. He must have escaped with stage fright! Otherwise, I wouldn't have waited so long without seeing anyone! ”

Next to the ancient well, Zhang Dan and the two of them each held a big rooster, and looked at the old bull-nosed old Taoist who had been sitting on the dilapidated Taoist table with his fingers closed and his eyes closed, and he had words in his mouth.

"What's the hurry~! It's best if he doesn't come, so we don't have to work hard! Xu Banxian's eyes were half-opened, and he glanced at the two of them with slanted eyes, looking very leisurely.

Just because the three of them are calm doesn't mean that the others can also hold down!

"Old God Stick~! Can you do it......? ”

"It's like, what do you care about other people? When the old Bodhisattva comes, you won't have a chance to show your skills! ”

The villagers coaxed together in the hope of watching the excitement, and their words were full of ridicule, but after changing their minds, they couldn't help but worry about whether the old Bodhisattva should be ...... Ran away!?

"Hmph~! Since you old, weak, sick and disabled people are so ignorant, then the half-immortals will show you both hands! Xu Banxian Niu's nose let out a buzzing cold snort, his eyes suddenly opened, and his old face was vaguely full of anger under the faint candlelight.

"Drink~! White rice to drive away evil spirits, land to avoid disaster~! Leaning down over the Dao table covered with yellow cloth, Xu Banxian rolled up his sleeves and slowly waved the Demon Slaying Sword, and then suddenly picked up the white rice on the Dao table with a sword, shaking his head and chattering.

"Take~,...... Sacrifice comes! Deliberately dragged the word for a long time, Xu Banxian took the two big roosters that Zhang Dan and the two of them were a little reluctant to hand over!

After handing it out, the two of them shivered together and said secretly: "This ghost weather is really cold enough." ”

"Click~!" As soon as there was a sound, blood spurted out, and the necks of the two roosters were cut, and they didn't even crow, and they fluttered their trembling wings and returned to the west!

Immediately afterwards, Xu Banxian, who was ruthless, drank it, and a few yellow talismans stuck to the two dead roosters suspended in mid-air.

"Hiss~!" Under the gasp of everyone, the yellow runes burst into flames, and the terrible ghost screams sounded in the flames, and at the same time, the fire quickly burned the two roosters to ashes, except for the chicken skull that glowed with a strange green light, the rest were gone!

"Ah~! Great immortals spare their lives! The little ghost will never dare to come out and make trouble......"

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, the half of the blackened chicken skull emitted a burst of oozing ghost screams in the fire, and the two green and faint rays of light even passed through the firelight, faintly stimulating everyone's fragile nerves!

"Hmph~! You have done a lot of evil, how can this immortal let you go so easily! Go to hell......! ”

"Ah~......! Yes~~! ”

The proud Xu Banxian suddenly increased the fire, and the skull let out an even more terrible wail, and the hearts of everyone on the side trembled wildly when they heard it, and they swallowed a mouthful of saliva with wide eyes.

When a puff of black smoke and fire dissipated together, everyone came back to their senses only to find that their backs were already soaked, and when the cold wind blew, it was even cooler!

Pretending to be a ghost~!

A young man with extraordinary aura leaned on an old tree next to the ancient well, and after quietly watching the whole process of "exorcism", he snorted coldly in his heart.

Xu Banxian's little trick is enough to deceive these villagers, but how can he deceive Feng Ling, an expert!

"Everyone~! The poor road has found out the reason, there were wild ghosts in this well, which caused the people who drank the water to be sick and sick, and the poor road has now killed this ghost in front of everyone! ”

Xu Banxian's face swept over the frightened faces with an arrogant face, and he was secretly complacent in his heart.

"Suddenly~!" , a gust of wind blew, white fog rose all around, and the cold seemed to be even stronger!

It was close to the end of the day, and it should have been a quiet time, but today everyone gathered here for some reason.

"Daisen~! Someone just accidentally fell into a well......"

Just when everyone was silent, a woman with a raw face appeared in the crowd.

"What!?" Everyone was shocked, and hurried to the well to look down, and Xu Banxian also squeezed over in surprise.

I saw that the surface of the well, which could have been described as "no waves in the ancient well", was flooded with rolling waves, as if something was stirring below, and everyone stared at it with different expressions.

"Bang~!" Suddenly, a column of oncoming water rose into the sky, scaring the people watching the well. Even Xu Banxian took a few steps back to stabilize his figure!

"Who's the demon!? Don't show up soon......! ”

Xu Banxian straightened the crooked Dao hat with his left hand, and hurriedly pointed at the three-meter-high water column that sprayed out of the ground with his right hand with the Demon Slaying Sword.

As if he understood, the water column suddenly exploded, once again scaring everyone into a tail, and then, a miserable white figure fell from the sky on the soaked ground.

The smell of blood is in the air!

"Ah~, it's Liu Ergou'......! Dead, dead......!? ”

A bold villager got closer, and stepped forward to see the face of the tragic cold corpse with wide blood-colored eyes, it was the villager in the village who had come to watch the play and had just fallen!

"Hiss~!" Everyone's hearts trembled again, and they hurriedly kept their distance from the ancient well where there was still a violent sound of water rolling, and stayed away!

Is there something strange about this woman!?

Feng Ling stared at the woman who appeared out of thin air in the crowd.

This matter has been faintly out of control, and now a person has died, if he doesn't make a move, I'm afraid this well will have a rampant accident!

"Huh?" Just as Feng Ling was about to make a move, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure that began to play around beside the corpse again, reversing black and white, so Feng Ling had an idea, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Xu Banxian~! Since you have so concluded that this person has been possessed by a demon before, then you dare to go down to the well to find out the cause of the blowout, so that I can be convinced! ”

Hearing this, the bull-nosed old man, who was dancing around the corpse and fooling everyone who was getting up, suddenly stagnated, turned his head to look at the handsome young man who spoke, and a trace of vague anger flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Ahem~! Why did the little brother say this? The ghosts in this well, the poor road has been subdued, and these abnormalities that are happening now are just the grudges left over from the ghost before he died! If you don't get a stick of incense, the ghost will dissipate! ”

Everyone suddenly realized, and after thinking about it carefully, many villagers couldn't help but nod their heads in approval of this seemingly reasonable explanation.

"Daxian doesn't dare!?"

Feng Ling and the woman were stunned at the same time, turned their heads and looked at each other tacitly, and the two of them actually said exactly the same thing.

"Poor Dao is not afraid of any evil things, why don't you dare?" As he spoke, Xu Banxian took out a stack of yellow talismans, which were both ropes and compasses.

Under the worried eyes of Zhang Dan and the others, and everyone's "expectation", the old man of the bull nose slowly descended from the air-conditioned well.

Feng Ling quipped in his heart: "You old god stick have changed the words of "Ben Daxian" to "Poor Dao", and you are not afraid?" Don't worry, I'll come to your rescue later! It's just that the rope of your body is afraid that it will ...... Cocoon yourself! ”

No one knows how deep this well really is! Even the ancestors of the villagers who live here in Gujing Village have been ...... I don't know!

No one noticed that after Xu Banxian couldn't see the Dao Hat, two figures in the group disappeared at the same time......