Chapter 939: Red Dragon
Seven days is not a long time, and compared to the recuperation of the ghosts in the empty house, the few of us are simply leisurely and a little too much.
That night, Xue Qian said to Mr. Lu: "Old Lu Dao. I suddenly found something stern. ”
Xue Qian has always liked to exaggerate when she speaks, so Mr. Lu didn't pay much attention to it, stared at the TV with straight eyes, and asked, "What did you find?" ”
Xue Qian said: "A few of us can use the time of the past few days to find helpers, will that powerful ghost also find helpers?" Don't be triumphant, we're going to do it with others. It turned out that the strength of the other party was much stronger than ours. If you lose people, you will be in trouble. ”
Mr. Lu thought for a moment and said, "Can this ghost find a helper?" Does he have time for help? The last time we were in the world of the spiritual position, I had secretly observed him, and he wanted to completely refine those souls, and he would definitely not be able to complete it in six or seven days. Besides. What kind of helper can fight the women of Anle Temple? ”
After Mr. Lu said this, he continued to watch TV. It's just that this time he looked a little unsteady. Frowning from time to time, it was clear that his mind was not on TV. Bubian Miscellaneous Brother.
After a while, he stood up and said, "Be careful, you follow me to see." He took the compass in his arms and walked out with the two of us.
The moon and stars are scarce, and the streets are deserted. The three of us were infected by this quiet atmosphere, and neither of us spoke.
A few minutes later, we came to the vicinity of the empty house.
Without waiting for Mr. Lu's instructions, I lowered my breath and carefully observed the room. I saw that the black gas was still enveloping the empty house. It's just that the black gas has become very thin.
The red light filled the black air, and it was no longer a light. And it became something like a blood vessel. It spread to all corners of the black air.
Mr. Lu whispered to us, "See? This black qi is the prohibition of the spiritual position. It's about to be broken by the ghosts. ”
I said, "Is this red light the ghost?" Now he's smart. The red light surrounded the entire empty house, and no longer went straight to the sky. ”
Mr. Lu said, "Yes, what he needs now is to recuperate. If he is so swaggering and attracts too many imps, he will not have time to digest it. ”
Xue Qian asked: "Lu Lao Dao, is there any of his helpers in this house, can you see it?" ”
Mr. Lu stared at the compass for a while and said, "The strength in this room has indeed increased a lot. However, it should be because the ghost absorbed the soul, not because of the invited helper. ”
As soon as Mr. Lu said this, the two of us suddenly relaxed a lot.
Xue Qian asked with a smile: "Lu Laodao, now that the power of this powerful ghost is compared to yours, which of the two of you is more powerful?" ”
Mr. Lu laughed dryly twice and said, "It's not the same, the two of us are about the same, almost ......."
However, looking at Mr. Lu's appearance, it is definitely not the same. As far as I can guess, this ghost is probably already surpassing him in strength. But it doesn't matter, we have a lot of helpers, and we don't have to be afraid of a dozen or so ghosts.
For the next few days, we wandered around during the day, and at night, we came to spy on the ghosts.
I saw that the layer of black gas that enveloped the empty house was getting thinner and thinner, and the red light was getting denser and denser, like a net.
On the seventh day, the three of us sat down on the road across from the empty house. I lit a candle, put some side dishes, and laughed and drank wine.
We were drinking happily when we suddenly heard a long whistle, followed by a muffled sound, as if something was broken.
I turned my head to see that the thin black gas was being strangled by the red light. The black gas shattered into wisps and was completely blown away by the night wind. And those red lights gathered together, accompanied by a whistling sound, straight into the sky.
It roams the night sky like a red dragon. It's as if the world is so big that no one can trap it anymore.
Mr. Lu took a sip of wine, looked up at the red dragon in mid-air, and sneered: "This guy is just a ghost." actually claimed to be an immortal and transformed his soul into a red dragon, I really don't know how thick the sky is. If he had annoyed the true gods, he would have died long ago. ”
Xue Qian said: "As soon as you say this, I have a doubt. Lei Punishment once chased and killed the Guangmu Taoist priest and chased and killed Wang Fatzi's child. Now this powerful ghost has turned into a red dragon and called himself an immortal, which can be regarded as an insult to the immortals, why didn't Lei Punishment give him some color. ”
Mr. Lu sneered and said, "If you want to get the thunder penalty, you must have that qualification." This powerful ghost is now tossing very much, in fact, it is not in the eyes of the immortals at all, and naturally there is no thunder punishment on his head. ”
I laughed and said, "I'm afraid this terrible ghost still thinks that he is so powerful that the immortals don't dare to punish him." ”
The three of us took the red dragon's walk as a performance. While drinking and appreciating, I can't stop commenting.
After a while, the red dragon gradually gathered a human form in Dragon City and slowly fell to the ground.
This figure is a tall, thin old man, exactly like the man in the underworld we see in the spiritual world.
I naturally understand that this is not his true face. I felt funny in my heart. It's all come to this point, he still wants to call himself a person from the underworld, how long does he plan to scare us with this identity?
Mr. Lu nodded and walked over, like a traitor in old China, and he smiled: "Old man...... No, it should be called Shangxian. Can we go to Danfang? ”
The old man nodded and said, "You can go and find it." "Then he told us an address. He said, "Tomorrow night, you will come to the place I said." When the time comes, I will naturally show up. ”
Mr. Lu was stunned for a moment and asked, "Aren't you going with us?" ”
The old man said proudly: "I am thousands of miles away, can you keep up?" ”
I muttered in my heart: "The little ghost can indeed ride the wind, but it is too exaggerated to travel thousands of miles in an instant." ”
Mr. Lu smiled: "Yes, of course I believe it." Then he smiled and said, "When this is done, can you let me check if there are any catastrophes in this life?" It's also good to have a preparation in my heart. ”
As if he was afraid that the old man would not agree, he said, "I know that the cactus in the underworld is in charge of the book of life and death. The blessings and misfortunes of mortals are recorded, so don't sue me for not being able to find out. ”
The old man seemed to be very satisfied with Mr. Lu's attitude, he nodded, and said, "You have contributed half of the Dan Fang, and the credit is not small, I can let you see it." ”
Mr. Lu said, "Thank you very much. ”
The figure of the old man slowly disappeared. And the three of us walked towards the Xue family.
I said to Mr. Lu, "You know that he is not from the underworld, but what kind of catastrophe do you want to see him?" ”
Mr. Lu smiled: "It is precisely because I know that he is not from the underworld that I want to watch it." In this way, he must have thought that I believed him. We'll let our guard down. ”
The address the old man said is not too far from Huaicheng, and we will definitely be able to arrive tomorrow night. We stayed outside the empty house for half the night, and it was time to go back to sleep.
The next morning, the three of us got out of bed. Wash up. Put the compass, talismans, incense candles and other things in the bag, and then walked out together.
We caught a train, then a car, then an ox cart. After a bumpy ride, I finally found the village in the address.
The village is next to a large river. It stands to reason that such a place has developed transportation, and even if it is not rich, it will not be poor and backward.
But when we went inside the village, we realized that there was not even electricity in the village. Their families lived in low-slung adobe houses. In a trance, I even thought I was before liberation.
When we got to the village, we didn't know whether to find a place to stay or wait for the old man to come to us.
We were standing at the entrance of the village, and when we were hesitating, an old man came out of the village, he looked us up and down, and asked, "Are you from Huaicheng?" ”