"Thorn Cage!"

With a curse, the wooden thorns that were shaken to the ground by the plague ghost suddenly fell into the ground, and then took root and sprouted, and the thorns broke through the ground, and grew when they saw the wind.

But in the blink of an eye, it grew several feet long, like a python and a snake, rolling towards the plague ghost.

The fleeing plague ghost was caught in his feet by thorns and tripped to the ground.

It didn't care about being entangled in thorns and bloody, and stretched out its sharp claws to cut off the thorns that entwined its feet like chopping melons and vegetables.

When it cut off the thorns that entwined its feet, thinking that it was out of trouble, there was another pain in its waist, and the crazy thorns silently wrapped around its waist.

Roar!

The plague roared in pain, ready to slash the thorns again with a wave of his claws.

But its claws were raised, and two thorny vines burst into the wind, locking its two claws.

Countless thorny vines grew and grown, rattling, dragging and grabbing, completely drowning the plague spirit from head to toe, from limbs to body.

"Draw the ground as a prison!"

The five elements change, the wood qi is mimicked, the thorns are like cages, and the plague ghost is already trapped in a few breaths.

Nie Xiaoqian watched the plague ghost unable to move in the thorn cage, and was so anxious that she roared in pain, before she put her mind at ease.

In fact, those green thorns are not real plants, but she simulated them with wood gas with the trick of "Yimu Jue".

No matter how advanced the spell is, after all, it can't be made out of nothing.

It's a pity that she uses too few small spells to deal with the plague ghosts, and she uses them too little on weekdays, so she is very rusty. I collected wood qi from Tiger Roaring Valley for a few days, some of which was used in oleanders in the backyard, and the rest, I just cast several spells, and I wasted a lot, and now there is not much left.

The plague spirits are imprisoned by thorns. But he was still dying, staring at Nie Xiaoqian resentfully, grinning his teeth, looking like he was going to devour Nie Xiaoqian alive.

Nie Xiaoqian was not in a hurry to eliminate this ferocious and vicious plague ghost, she had many questions she wanted to ask.

"Who ordered you to poison you?"

"Do you know who the uncle is, how dare you deal with the uncle like this. If you don't let the uncle go quickly, if you slow down, the whole temple will be buried for you......"

Nie Xiaoqian saw that the plague ghost was crazy, and began to talk nonsense, and did not continue to ask, but stood aside calmly, watching it continue to exhaust. It wasn't until the plague ghost's voice became hoarse that she said leisurely, "You can't escape from the thorns, you don't need me to do it." As soon as the sun comes out, you will be in ashes. If you want to shout any more, I can wait. ”

The plague ghost seemed to finally realize that the situation was stronger than people, glared at Nie Xiaoqian, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you want to know?" ”

"Who is the master?"

"Lord Chenghuang."

"Lord Chenghuang?"

There is a City God Temple in Qiandeng County, and Nie Xiaoqian knows it. For the god of the city god, everyone is accustomed to being called the god of the city god.

"It's the lord of the county."

"When did the county god raise ghosts?"

The city god raises ghosts, and it is a plague ghost. It was simply appalling, and Nie Xiaoqian couldn't believe the words of the plague ghost.

"Lord Chenghuang governs the land of a county. There are left and right civil and military judges, four major yin divisions, eight great yakshas, and countless ghosts. ”

"There are countless imps?"

"The plague ghost does not enter the stream, and the little one is indeed one of the little ghosts."

"Lord Chenghuang is in charge of floods, droughts, epidemics, and yin in a county, and is the protector of this county. Your words are ridiculous and funny. There are many mistakes and omissions, do you want to wait to be accepted by the Yang God? ”

"The immortal spares his life, and the small sentences are true. If there is a half-word fraud, the five thunders will hit the top, and the soul will be scattered. Eternal life shall not be exceeded. ”

Nie Xiaoqian saw that the plague ghost was crying desolately, it was indeed pitiful, and it swore an oath, which seemed to have some credibility. However, it is too unbelievable to say that the Lord of the City, who is the protector of the people, poisoned the plague ghosts in the well, spread the plague, and mutilate the people.

Seeing Nie Xiaoqian's hesitation, the plague ghost struggled and yelled.

Seeing that she couldn't ask more questions from the plague ghost, Nie Xiaoqian picked her fingers, and a thorny vine crossed it, sealing its mouth.

There was silence in the side yard.

Nie Xiaoqian thought of the Jingquan Boy, turned around, and beckoned to the Jingquan Boy who was transparent on the side.

The Jingquan boy was timid, hesitated, and floated over.

Nie Xiaoqian went out to collect wood gas some time ago, and rarely returned to the temple, even if she returned to the temple, she only hurried back, hurried away, and never set foot in the side yard, so she didn't find that there was one more well ghost in Gu Niangjing.

If it weren't for the Jingquan boy who took the initiative to come out and didn't enter the side yard, I'm afraid she would never know.

Seeing Nie Xiaoqian's gentle attitude, the Jingquan boy made him feel like a spring breeze, and quickly let go of his guard and answered all questions.

However, most of the things he had forgotten before his death, but he remembered that he died of thirst on the way to escape the famine, turned into a ghost, and with the idea of thirsting for water before his death, he found Gu Niang's well and wandered.

There are many homeless people in the temple, and he is timid, and he rarely comes out even at night. Hiding in a hole in the wall of Gu Niangjing, living with the gas of the well.

It wasn't until the plague ghost was poisoned that he was afraid that the well water would be polluted, so he risked his soul and floated out through gritted teeth.

The Jingquan boy died before he was ten years old, and his soul had nothing to rely on, and he fell into such a situation.

In fact, this year's drought has been continuous, and the disasters have been extremely extensive. In dozens of prefectures and counties in Qilu, tens of thousands of people have died.

It's just that the homeless people in the Gu Niang Temple have corpses carried out every day.

The bodies of the dead displaced people were either thrown into the mountain streams of the back mountains, or hastily buried in the shallow soil of the back mountains.

In just a few months, the mountain behind Gu Niang Temple has become a mass grave.

Large and small mounds, criss-crossed, wild dogs and rats infested in the meantime, white bones exposed.

Nie Xiaoqian sighed in her heart, wanting to comfort him a few words, but she couldn't say anything for a while.

I don't know if I don't like to talk, or if I'm alone a lot more, and I'm not used to talking, except for simply telling my situation, it's just waiting quietly.

In the moment of silence, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the courtyard.

Nie Xiaoqian listened carefully and said to the Jingquan boy: "Someone is coming, you go back first, so as not to be washed away by yang energy." ”

Jingquan boy nodded obediently, looked at Nie Xiaoqian, and slowly sank into the well with some reluctance.

After many years of being with the well, I don't see the light of day, so I must be very lonely.

When the Jingquan boy disappeared at the mouth of the well, Chen Yuci stepped over the wall with his sword, saw Nie Xiaoqian standing there, and hurriedly asked, "Sister, what happened?" ”

The bloody stampede that had occurred during the day had made her worry all night, and she slept very lightly, and woke up at the slightest movement.

And because he was worried about turmoil, Chen Yuci, who was quite noisy, took his sword and took care of it as soon as he woke up.

Nie Xiaoqian pointed to the thorny cage that imprisoned the plague ghosts, and replied, "The matter is over, don't worry." ”

Then Chen Yuci noticed the thorn cage and the plague ghost in the cage, and was taken aback, and exclaimed, "What is this? (To be continued......)