With the departure of the ghost, the cold feeling on his body gradually dissipated under the surge of true qi.

I stood up from the ground with my grip on the edge of the door, still a little weak, and this time it was really capsized in the gutter. The main reason is that I didn't expect the mirror in Wang Xiaofeng's hand to be so evil, and I accidentally caught the way.

When I breathed a sigh of relief, I picked up the evil sword from the ground, and walked in the direction of Longzhu.

At this moment, Longzhu and Wang Xiaofeng had both fallen to the ground.

Longzhu is because of the loss of strength and weakness caused by opening the eyes, and it only needs to rest for a while as before. And Wang Xiaofeng, my face can't help but be a little ugly, this woman has stopped struggling, lying on the ground softly, her face full of scars is quiet, and there is the sound of breathing, but the soul in her body has been torn to pieces by those summoned evil spirits and eaten into her stomach.

One by one, the evil ghosts came out after eating and drinking enough in Wang Xiaofeng's body, and they looked at me viciously, as if they also knew that I had something on my body that could cause harm to them, so they didn't stop for long, and left directly. All that remains on the ground is a soulless shell.

I couldn't help sighing, sure enough, it was the reincarnation of heaven, and the retribution was unpleasant, the Wang family changed the feng shui of the village and attracted ghosts, and now this Wang Xiaofeng also died at the hands of these ghosts, which is really impressive.

I picked up the bronze mirror that fell on the ground, it was a little heavy to start, this thing was a little old, the mirror body was already crawling with red and black patina, only the mirror was smooth, and there was black gas on it, and I felt terrified when I saw it.

"It's an evil weapon!"

When I think of the pain I suffered after being tricked just now, I can't help but feel a little resentful, this kind of evil thing that harms others and oneself is a time bomb left in the world, it is better to destroy it.

Thinking of it, I raised the evil sword with both hands, and slashed it hard, the red blade intersected with the bronze mirror, making a crisp sound, and then I saw the red mangs on the evil sword, and a trace of black mist emerged from the place where the mirror intersected, and at the same time, there was a terrible scream in the mirror, which was very terrifying.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that the red light flashed, and the entire bronze mirror cracked into several pieces with a bang, completely destroyed.

I breathed a sigh of relief and took a fresh look at the dilapidated room. The old man lying on the altar should be Wang Xiaofeng's grandfather who wants to be resurrected, Feng Shui master Wang Quanzhong. His body was stiff, his face was bruised, and he looked really scary in the middle of the night, I thought about it, and took out a talisman from his pocket and put it on his forehead, whether there was anything or not, suppress it first.

After dealing with it, I put the fainted Longzhu on the broken wooden bed in the house and covered her with a quilt. Now, although Wang Xiaofeng was killed by a ghost, the matter in the village is far from being resolved, and I am busy in the second half of the night.

Out of the door, what greeted me was the villagers lying densely outside, because of Wang Xiaofeng's death and the destruction of the bronze mirror, they who were controlled have basically returned to normal, but because of the yin qi entering the body, they can't wake up for a while, and if they don't get something to expel the yin qi later, the life span of these people will be affected.

But I don't have the time to pay attention to them, because the vision in the sky has caught my attention.

The yin qi was blowing in the sky, the ghost mist was churning, and the whirlpool actually had a tendency to expand more and more, and all kinds of terrifying sounds came from inside.

"What's going on? Isn't the bronze mirror that connected to the Netherworld already ruined, how can this vortex still exist! "I feel a little frightened, if I guess correctly, this whirlpool is the passage to the underworld opened by Wang Xiaofeng, and she just wants to recall her grandfather's soul through here.

"Could it be because Longzhu opened his eyes just now? Because the opening of the ghost pupil caused a change in the passage? The corners of my mouth twitched slightly, and I thought of a more appropriate reason.

"No, Longzhu's eyes have been opened a few times, and this is the first time this scene has appeared, which is a little weird. And why did Wang Xiaofeng just choose these two days to carry out the ceremony, could it be something special? As if I had thought of something, I stretched out my left hand and flicked the five fingers of my hand, and began to calculate the days.

After a while, my face changed dramatically, and I blurted out: "Damn, today is the Winter Clothes Festival!" ”

I remember the last time we went to Mount Emei for a rainy day, that day happened to be the 15th of July, and then we stayed in Jiulao Cave for three months. It should be October of the lunar calendar, but this year it happens to be the seventh month of the leap month, and there is one more month after July, so it is just a little more than half of September when it comes out of Emei, plus the time experienced in these days, today is just the first day of October of the lunar calendar!

The first day of October, which is often referred to as the Winter Clothes Festival, is known as the Four Great Ghost Festivals in China together with the Shangsi Festival, the Qingming Festival, and the Zhongyuan Festival. Among the four ghost festivals, the Shangsi Festival is the third day of the third month of the lunar calendar, and folklore says that ghosts will haunt the world on this day, so at night you need to light firecrackers in each house to ward off ghosts. Qingming Festival is the time when the ghost gate is slightly opened, and the people burn sacrifices to worship their ancestors. When it comes to the Midyear Festival, which is often said to be the fifteenth day of July, the ghost door is wide open, and the time for ten thousand ghosts to travel, on this night, it is generally forbidden for the living to travel, because people with weak yang energy are easy to attract evil ghosts and have troubles. As for the current Winter Clothes Festival, it is that the ancient people felt that winter was coming, so they would choose this day to burn the clothes and burdens of their dead ancestors, so it is called the Winter Clothes Festival, and the ghost gate will also be slightly opened on this day, making it easy to communicate the two worlds of yin and yang.

Looking at the constantly fluctuating whirlpool in the sky, I have a very ominous premonition in my heart, there are enough things today, don't let anything happen again!

In the village, ghosts are roaring, and the sky is full of shadows.

But what made me feel a little more at ease was that the whirlpool, after reaching a certain level, finally stopped expanding, and began to contract and close.

However, just as the whirlpool was about to close completely, a terrible cry suddenly came from the whirlpool. Two hideous claws stretched out from the depths of the whirlpool, pressing against both sides of the whirlpool, as if they wanted to tear the whirlpool open and get out of it.

"I&%%¥......"

I scolded for a while, when people are unlucky, they really have to stuff their teeth when they drink cold water, and they are really afraid of something. I looked at the two hideous and terrifying claws, and knew that the other side was definitely not a good thing, but the other party was now in the whirlpool in the sky, and I had nothing to stop it, so I could only hope that the monster could not withstand the power of the whirlpool contraction, and was locked back up.

However, what disappointed me was that the strength of the other party seemed to be extremely great, and in the howl of excitement, the whirlpool was torn more and more huge, and I could vaguely see the huge figure inside through the whirlpool.

"Moo!"

A voice like a bull's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and a huge head emerged from the whirlpool.

I was stunned for a moment, this was actually the head of a cow-like creature, and the two curved horns on the head looked really eye-catching.

"Bull's head?"

The corners of my mouth twitched and I spat out a name. In Chinese myths and legends, although there are many kinds of creatures in the underworld, the most famous is in addition to black and white impermanence, that is, this bull head and horse face.

They are said to be the seducers of the underworld, serving as servants for patrolling and searching for escaped sinners. But in fact, it is just a legend, and in the eyes of ordinary cultivators, they may be just a creature living in the underworld, like the Flying Yakshas. It's just that I never imagined that one day I would see such a legendary creature appear in front of my eyes.

The bull's head in the sky roared excitedly, his big bronze eyes looked around, and finally he focused his gaze on the small earthen hut behind me, to be precise, Longzhu, who had fallen into a coma.

A heavy bull roar came, and the guy actually broke free from the whirlpool and fell from the sky like a mountain......