At this time, this guy still has resentment, if there is no candy, when the yin wind disperses the yang energy on his body, he will be completely finished.

I waved my hand and motioned for Li Renfeng to hide in the corner of the kitchen, and then leaned over to the window and looked outside.

At this time, the villagers in big red jackets were already kneeling neatly on the ground, kowtowing in the direction where the yin wind was blowing.

Seeing their actions, I couldn't help frowning, now that the source of Yin Qi was very close to them, although most of them had some cultivation, in front of such a pure Yin Qi, such a lowly Dao was of no use at all.

Seeing that the yin qi was about to envelop everyone, I was about to make a move, when I suddenly heard a loud shout in the distance.

The people spoke in ancient Chinese, and I didn't understand what they meant, but I saw three or five people in Jiufeng Mountain Taoist uniforms rushing out of the path, and they were running and waving their hands vigorously at the villagers, although they couldn't understand their language, but I could probably guess that they were driving the villagers away.

The old man who had led the way before knelt up straight and looked at the people with a blank expression.

The thickest yin qi has already come, and for a while, the wind is strong, and the temperature outside has dropped sharply, but I still haven't seen any ghosts.

Since there are no ghosts, how did this yin qi come about?

The few people in Taoist robes ignored the villagers anymore, and each took out their magic weapons and tossed them around in the yin wind.

At first, I thought he was dancing as a god, but gradually, I realized that although their movements were scattered, they were not undisciplined. A few people swung dust and wooden swords, waving them and slowly retreating, as if they were in close contact with something invisible, and looking at the momentum, these people seemed to be gradually unable to resist.

I noticed that among the group, there was a middle-aged man in his forties, who had not moved, and he stood there quietly watching with a whisk in one hand and a wooden sword in the other.

It wasn't until the others retreated to his side that he shouted something he didn't understand.

At this time, the people who came with him got out of the way, and he stepped forward with his sword, and after waving it indiscriminately, the yin qi quickly faded, and in just a few seconds, the yin qi field that was still strong and invincible just now completely dissipated, and he shook the wooden sword, and the action looked like shaking off the blood stained on the sword.

But this guy didn't condense his mental power, and there was no spiritual rhyme on the wooden sword, so it was said that he couldn't disperse the yin qi at all, but the yin qi was indeed dispelled by him.

I was wondering when I saw a group of villagers quickly surround him, chattering about something.

I still didn't understand what they were saying, but I could see that everyone had a tense expression, as if they wanted to be rough with the person who had just saved them.

The loudest voice was still the old man who led the group, his hands kept gesturing, looking very excited.

The middle-aged man who had just dispelled the yin qi said something to him, he sighed for a long time, and said in a non-standard Mandarin: "What kind of yin soldier passes, that's the mountain god, our ancestors have lived here for hundreds of years, and it all depends on the blessing of the mountain god to ......."

I finally heard a language I could understand, but the old man stopped in the middle of speaking.

Not only him, but also the surrounding villagers and those few people in Taoist clothes were also silenced at the same moment.

Everyone's movements seemed to be frozen, some people's hands were still in the air, some people wanted to stomp their feet, but the raised legs did not fall for a long time.

If it weren't for the slight shaking of the tarpaulin outside, I would have thought time had stood still.

I looked back at Li Renfeng, who was cowering in the corner of the kitchen and looking at me, his eyes blinking.

It seems that the only ones who are "fixed" at this moment are the villagers outside the kitchen.

After a while, Li Renfeng approached me lightly and asked me in a low voice, "Why is there no movement outside?" ”

I made a silencing gesture to him.

About ten minutes passed, I looked outside, those people were still in a frozen state, Li Renfeng also glanced out, he turned his head, opened his mouth to speak, I glared at him, he closed his mouth again.

There was a very light sound of footsteps from the village road, because it was very quiet outside, and the sound came to my ears very clearly.

Two fluttering figures appeared at the entrance of the village, and I subconsciously pulled Li Renfeng into the shadows of the kitchen and looked outside from afar.

Two people came from the village road, one was wearing a black robe, the other was a white short, their steps were please and fast, their arms did not move at all, the whole person looked floating, under the moonlight, these two people looked like black and white impermanence who came to hook the soul.

In addition, I also noticed that there was a very long cloth banner behind their backs, the one in black had a white flag behind him, and the other was a black flag, and I could feel that both of them had a very strong spiritual charm on them, and they should be two powerful magic weapons.

If you guess correctly, these two people should be the black and white double Ding in Luo Youfang's mouth.

They walked straight to the crowd, and Hei Ding stretched out a hand and took out the old man who had just spoken like a chicken.

Bai Ding looked at the old man and sighed helplessly: "Every time we get to the point of view, how can there be such a difficult guy, we don't know when we will be able to return to the sect leader." ”

Hearing him speak, I suddenly got goosebumps.

He seems to have deliberately pinched his throat, his voice was sharp and thin, like a Hua Dan who sang Peking Opera, and there was an unbearable charm between his gestures.

Hei Ding casually threw the old man on the ground and said, "This is the last old Jiufeng Mountain Gate man, deal with him, no birdman can still act as the old village chief." Mother is more urgent, it's really unlucky! ”

His tone and demeanor were completely opposite to Bai Ding's, his body was a little rough, and his voice was not ordinarily loud.

"Alas," Bai Ding sighed very contrivedly, and said, "Why is there an accident every time you get to this juncture, Brother Hei, you say, could it be that these wandering spirits that the sect leader collected in the early years are not useful?" Why don't we go collect some more? ”

Hei Ding glared at him: "You know what a fart, these wandering spirits collected by the sect leader are all villagers who lived here thousands of years ago, if it weren't for them, we wouldn't have been able to find that ancient road at all." Special mother, now only He Lao Ghost knows where the ancient road is, he really knows how to hide, we have been looking for him for a few months, and we haven't even found a hair! ”

Bai Ding was scolded in vain, made a very aggrieved look, walked in front of Hei Ding with a twist, and didn't say a word.

Hei Ding was still talking to himself: "This old man can't be used, I'll go outside and grab an old guy and come in, and count it!" ”

Hearing his words, Bai Ding waved his hand to him very nervously: "No, no, the sect leader said, let's not make a big fuss, in case Zuo Youdao knows the news in advance, maybe he won't come to Jiufeng Mountain again." ”

When he said my name in that voice, I couldn't help but shiver again.

But I understood what he said, Luo Zhongxing seemed to want me to lead him to Jiufeng Mountain early in the morning, fortunately, the person sent out by Hei Bai Ding was Fourth Uncle Luo, if I was replaced by a more thoughtful person, maybe I would be fooled.

Although I don't know what Luo Zhongxing wanted to do when he brought me over, I knew that once I fell into the hands of these two people, one black and one white, there would definitely be no good results, the residual mental power on their bodies was extremely pure, and my cultivation was not at the same level at all compared to them.

It's good that I have the eyes of heaven open, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to perceive their telekinesis, and I might have rushed out by now.

Hei Ding looked a little impatient at this time: "Then what do you say, this old man can't use it anymore, didn't you hear what he just said?" ”

Bai Ding smiled as if flattering him: "Didn't you just say a few words of vernacular, I don't think it matters." Otherwise, let's give him another chance and see how he behaves tomorrow night, and if it's the same tomorrow, we'll go out and arrest someone." Hehe, if it weren't for the sect leader's instructions not to mess around, I would have wanted to go out and hang out a long time ago. ”

"Whatever you want," Hei Ding said hatefully, looking at the old man on the ground, "If he is still like this tomorrow, I will take his soul and let him never be reborn!" ”

"Okay, okay, why is Brother Black still angry?" Bai Ding shook Hei Ding's arm: "It's so late, let's go back and rest, tomorrow morning, I have to find He Lao Ghost." ”

Hei Ding snorted sullenly, and walked towards the village road in a huff, and Bai Ding also turned around and followed Hei Ding flutteringly.

It wasn't until they had gone a little further that the people in the clearing moved again, and they seemed to have completely forgotten what had just happened, and one by one they hung their heads and walked towards the village like walking corpses.

After the villagers left, several people in uniforms also left along the same path they had come, and like the villagers, they looked very stiff when they left.

It wasn't until all the people outside were gone that Li Renfeng, who had wanted to speak just now, came up to me and asked me quietly: "Uncle Shi, why do I think they seem to be acting?" ”

I closed the window and nodded: "They're acting, and they're doing the same play over and over again every day, a play that happened more than a thousand years ago." ”

Li Renfeng seemed to understand my words and nodded silently.

When it was almost the second watch, I pulled Li Renfeng and cautiously returned to the small earthen house where He Hong was hiding.

When I first entered the door, I didn't see He Hong, only heard a slight sound under the table, I leaned down to look, and saw He Hong hiding there, she was nervous at that time, and she was holding a flare gun, pointing the muzzle of the gun at me and Li Renfeng.

Later, she was relieved to see that it was the two of us.

I fished her out from under the table and took some compressed cookies from my backpack and gave them to her.

She looked like she hadn't eaten normal food for a long time, and she gobbled up the tasteless compressed biscuits, and I was afraid she would choke, so I gave her another bottle of water.

Food always calms people's moods, and when I saw that her complexion was better, I asked her, "Where is the ancient road?" ”

At first hearing my words, He Hong almost squirted out all the biscuit foam and water in her mouth, her eyes widened, and she looked at me in great surprise, in addition to surprise, there was also a little panic.

It seems that she should know where the ancient road in the mouth of the black and white Ding is.

He Hong just stared at me like this, and after a long time, he asked tentatively, "What ancient way?" ”

I wasn't going to hide anything from her, so I sat down on a broken wooden stool, and described in great detail what I had heard and seen.

He Hong held a half-packet of compressed biscuits in one hand and a water bottle in the other, and her posture remained unchanged until I finished speaking, and her eyes became more and more flustered with my statement.