Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Soul of the Shadow

Ever since he heard that his female ghost tenant was not only a thousand-year-old female ghost, but also a thousand-year-old demon fox before his death, Bai Zhuo's whole person was not good. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info This is simply a cocoon, thinking about the scene of scolding Su Meiniang on the phone before, Bai Zhuo's back is already soaked. Fortunately, the little monk Hengyuan said that Su Meiniang was not angry, and her cultivation was not easy, and she would not easily harm others, so Bai Zhuo was a little relieved.

Maybe it's because the competition is approaching, and Ge's hometown has an endless stream of guests, and Ge Lao doesn't have time to teach his cheap apprentice.

"Bai Zhuo, this is the sword for the teacher, you take it, and then go to my study to see more ghost hunting, the master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual, and strives to get the top three in the competition." After Ge Lao said this, he left with a few acquaintances.

Your sister, is there such a master as you? Also, take care of your granddaughter, hey, her nose is up to the sky, can you make her respect me as a junior brother? Of course, Bai Zhuo just thought about these words, and didn't say them. He really couldn't stand Ge Shuilian's resentful gaze, picked out a few books, sandwiched the nameless white paper in the middle, held the ancient books in his right hand, and held the peachwood sword and loess jar in his left hand, and sneaked back home.

"Brother Bai, you're back!" The tree spirit Bai Tao wanted to rush up and hug Bai Zhuo, but when he saw the peach wood sword in his hand, he hesitated and didn't step forward. Bai Zhuo put down the things in his hand and touched the head of this fairy-like cute little Lori. Bai Zhuo was surprised to find that on the branches of this little peach tree, there were stamens, and on the little head of the white peach, there seemed to be a stamen! At first, Bai Zhuo thought it was Little Lori's jewelry......

He asked, "White Peach, it's summer now, why do you still have peach blossoms?" ”

Little Lori enjoyed her brother's touch, grinning, "Hehe, Bai Peach is about to become a peach blossom demon!" ”

There seems to be no difference between the Peach Tree Demon and the Peach Blossom Demon, right?

Bai Zhuo smiled and said: "It's good, if Bai Tao needs help, just tell your brother, my brother will definitely help you!" ”

Little Lori squinted her eyes and said, "Well, thank you, Brother Bai!" ”

As for Cao Xin, the little boy, he hid in Bai Zhuo's room all day long, silently devouring the aura, and a trace of essence occasionally flashed in his confused eyes.

Lin Yaoyao didn't come back, and Bai Zhuo began to wonder if this female tenant was the kind of girl who was not serious, if that was the case, it would be a pity. The door of Su Meiniang's room was open, but Bai Zhuo didn't have the courage to step forward to say hello after thinking about the terrible background of the other party, even if she had saved Bai Zhuo's life.

In the living room, Bai Zhuo quietly looked at the books he took from Ge Lao. Suddenly, a cool breeze drifted by, and a beautiful figure sat cross-legged on the desk. Bai Zhuo was not amazed, but was taken aback.

"Y-What are you doing?" Bai Zhuo stammered and asked.

Su Meiniang snorted and said coquettishly: "Sister is so boring, let's chat with my sister~"

At this time, Su Meiniang returned to her previous ancient dress, sitting in front of Bai Zhuo, and the scenery under her skirt was like a shadow. Bai Zhuo secretly scolded the fox spirit, and said angrily: "People and ghosts have different paths, my time is precious, I don't have time, sister." ”

The corners of Su Meiniang's mouth were slightly upturned, charming and natural, Qianqian Yuzhi picked up the peach wood sword placed aside, played back and forth, and said: "Yes, the hundred-year-old peach wood sword is also engraved with an exorcism talisman, look at this murderous aura, and also kill a lot of ghosts." ”

Bai Zhuo was surprised: "You're not afraid of this thing?" ”

Su Meiniang sneered, touched the sigil on the tip of the sword, and said, "Just this little thing? Cut~ The things that can hurt the old lady have not been born yet. She put down the peachwood sword, picked up the loess jar curiously, and asked, "What is this?" I smell like a ghost......"

Bai Zhuo stopped in a silent voice: "Don't! ”

But it was too late, Su Meiniang curiously lifted the seal of the earthen jar and looked inside. A wisp of green smoke wafted out, and the earthen pot shattered and turned into powder.

Su Meiniang pretended to be dumbfounded and looked at the puff of green smoke, and said innocently: "Ah...... Ran away ......"

Bai Zhuo was angry and suddenly became angry, Su Meiniang didn't react, Bai Zhuo grabbed her white neck and shook it back and forth, "Ah! Su Meiniang, you are insane! That's 300 soul sealing beads bought! I'll go, Su Meiniang! Seal the soul bead with me! ”

Su Meiniang seemed to be blinded by Bai Zhuo, her eyes widened, and she was stunned.

Bai Zhuo was also stunned, and withdrew his hands like an electric shock. To die or to die...... I choked her neck, will she kill me, hastily...... Thousands of grass and mud horses galloped past in Bai Zhuo's heart, and hurriedly said, "I, I'll go and chase that little ghost back." ”

Bai Zhuo grabbed the peachwood sword and hurriedly ran away, leaving Su Meiniang sitting cross-legged on the desk, in a daze. After a long time, Su Meiniang came back to her senses, frowned and said suspiciously: "Why did this stinky boy make a deal with the little ghost?" ”

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The imp escaped from the jar without the prohibition of the seal, and ran as fast as he could. Bai Zhuo chased out along the faint spiritual power with the fragrance, and after running for long, he heard the howl of ghosts and wolves and the sound of fighting in the alley ahead.

Bai Zhuo hid in the corner and saw a shocking scene. Six "men" with strange bull heads are besieging the runaway ghost servant! These six people are tall and big, "people" with bull heads, wearing official uniforms of unknown eras, all holding big knives, and they are extremely fierce.

"Misty Soul Restraint!" Bai Zhuo snorted in surprise.

One of the leading bulls saw that he hadn't taken down the female ghost for a while, so he pulled out a thorn whip and shook it loudly.

Bai Zhuo was far away, and he couldn't hear what they were talking about, Bai Zhuo looked at it from a distance, and the face of this female ghost was a little similar to Lin Yaoyao!

The bull's head that shook the whip said, "The fairy will be restrained and will not be whipped up!" ”

The female ghost shouted angrily, "Even if you Niu Zongbing comes, you have to kneel down for me, what kind of thing are you, dare to take me?" ”

"There is a way that the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, fairy, offended!" A cold light flashed in the bull's eyes, the thorn whip was pulled down, and the female ghost flashed left and right, barely dodging, and said, "Hmph, even if I become a ghost slave and ghost servant in the yang world, I won't go back!" ”

Bai Zhuo watched from afar, anxious, this little ghost was bought by him for three hundred soul beads, and he was scolded by Ge Lao...... Bai Zhuo was anxious, no matter what he was bad or not, save it, there are so many lonely souls and wild ghosts in the world, presumably Yin Si will not send her a little ghost!

Bai Zhuo bit out a few drops of blood and smeared them on the peach wood sword, pinched a magic trick in his hand, and the evil exorcism talisman on the tip of the sword flashed red, and the sword body suddenly exuded strong spiritual power. He shook a few sword flowers and rushed forward, shouting, "Let go of that girl!" Let me! ”

Fortunately, no one came to this small alley, otherwise others would have to treat him as a psychopath.

The leader of the team glanced at Bai Zhuo, glared at the big bull's eyes, murderous, and scolded: "Where is Xiaoxiao, dare to disturb the errands?" Quickly retreat, those who violate the order will be killed! ”