The second half of the night.

Although Tang Zeqian still had a strong confusion in his heart, he couldn't stay up with the drowsiness that was getting thicker and thicker, and gradually fell asleep with exhaustion.

After he fell asleep, the Hook Xuan Pavilion became more lively.

In the dark corners that were invisible to the naked eye, bloody eyes came out one after another, probing around boredly, not knowing what they were looking for in the corners of the structure of the house.

"Smoked" has become accustomed to this, and he doesn't even bother to look at it.

But the "Bai Ling", who was supposed to be asleep, couldn't help but get nervous, her eyes turned with the bloody eyes of that one, and her originally timid gaze was full of aggression and vigilance at the moment, as if she was about to jump up if she didn't say a word, grab the shoehorn, and kill those bloody eyes like flies.

Seeing this, "Smoke" couldn't help but be a little amused: "Yo! Aren't you going to pretend at this time?"

"Bai Ling" glanced at her and sneered: "If you want to pretend, Obasan, you are pretending to be too much more than me! I am a real teenage girl, but you are a ghost grandmother who is more than 900 years old, and you are still pretending to be a teenage girl? Phew, do you want to make a face?"

"Smoked"'s face couldn't be stretched at that time.

She urged the aura to be injected into the "Qingxing Lantern" style divine wood carving, the lamp flame "poof" lit up, the temporary ghost door opened, and in the deep whirlpool, a tongue like a spiritual snake poked out and rolled towards the "white spirit".

"Bai Ling" was not afraid, and sneered: "What's the matter?

I saw her clapping her hands gently, and a charming "fox face" flew out from behind and brought it to her face, revealing only her smart eyes.

In an instant, her body began to mutate, turning into a dexterous and charming little fox, jumping and dodging the tongue attack of "Smoke".

"Smoke" frowned when she saw this mask, she was in charge of the sacrifice and the existence of the ghost gate, and she was deeply impressed by the ghosts who had escaped from the ghost gate.

"How could the fox magic weapon refined by the fox-faced ghost king end up in your hands? Could it be that you are the apprentice of the Seven Emotions Ghost King?" But you are obviously a human being!" "Smoke" said in surprise, "It seems that the Seven Emotions Ghost King is playing with emotions, but I am afraid that he has already played himself crazy......"

"Bai Ling" skimmed the fox's mouth, the body was dexterous, swift as light, a pair of sharp claws waved, from time to time flashed cold light, landing on the long tongue of "smoked", leaving a white mark.

Trembling, panicking, soul devouring, devouring, withering, destruction......

After all, the "white spirit" is young, and only has a soul-snatching level of cultivation, while "smoke" is a "withering-level" ghost spirit.

It's just that the "White Spirit" has a magic weapon refined by the destructive-level Ghost King Master, while the "smoked" body is sealed in the Shishen wood carving.

Under the advantages of the other, although the two were one level apart, they actually fought to a draw.

"Smoked"'s face can't help but become more and more ugly!

She suddenly urged the divine wood carving, and the flame on the Qingxing lamp burned higher and higher, and a blue flame more than a foot long appeared, forming an enchantment, enveloping her and the "white spirit".

"Bai Ling" was not afraid at all, and with a "buzz" behind his head, a "spirit ape" mask flew out and put it on the top of his head.

She seemed to have transformed into a soft, jumping ape up and down, her arms extremely dexterous, and she was wrapped in gusts of air and sneered under the wave.

When the two were fighting, the blood-eyed villain seemed to be completely uninterested, and without even glancing at it, he turned into a word and disappeared into a dark corner.

The more "smoked" fought, the more frightened he became, and he really couldn't figure out when human beings would be able to cultivate the exercises of filthy earth ghosts?

Moreover, the girl "Bai Ling" is a human being, and she is only in her teens, even if she starts cultivating when she is still in her mother's womb, it is impossible to cultivate to the "Soul Snatching Level"!

But she had been cultivating for nine hundred years before she reached the peak of the "withering level", and she was still one step away from becoming a ghost king.

This made her really mentally unbalanced!

Just when she was thinking about whether to go out and fight, "Bai Ling" suddenly "hiccuped", fell to the ground with a "bang", fell unconscious, and the two masks on her head, "Spirit Ape" and "Mei Fox", instantly turned into aura and disappeared.

The tongue of "smoke" instantly entangled "Bai Ling", and was about to drag this sharp-toothed stinky girl into the temporary ghost door, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice from the roof beam overhead: "Meow"

But Uncle Ocelot appeared out of place again!

Its expression is as if when it is coming home from a trip, and it actually finds that someone wants to steal its small dried fish while it is not at home.

It was caught red-handed!

Uncle Ocelot snorted, jumped down directly from the roof beam, and unceremoniously scratched the smoked "long tongue" with one paw.

"Smoke" hesitated for a moment, decided not to meet the same level as this stupid cat, so he retracted his "long tongue".

She had already figured it out just now, although the stinky girl "Bai Ling" was very annoying, but she couldn't kill her for the time being, otherwise tomorrow morning, Tang Zeqian would find that "Bai Ling" was gone, and he would inevitably go crazy.

If you compete with the ocelot at this time, in case it is the same as last time, this stupid cat is angry and bites off the head of "Bai Ling"......

So, "Fumig" decisively gave up gambling and directly extinguished the flames.

The ocelot kept its paws on Bai Ling's body, then poked out its nose and sniffed at her neck......

Unexpectedly, "Bai Ling" suddenly woke up.

I saw that she had reverted to her timidity at the beginning, looked at the surrounding environment incomprehensibly, looked at "Smoke" in surprise and said, "Why am I here......?"

Speaking of this, her expression suddenly changed, she hugged the ocelot in her arms, and said nervously: "Did you see my sister just now?"

"Smoke" was stunned for a moment: "Your sister, when did you have a sister?"

The ocelot was suddenly hugged, it was very unhappy, and it was about to go crazy, but I didn't expect "Bai Ling" to stroke its chin...... Well, that's comfortable...... This technique is much stronger than Tang Zeqian's waste that has been single for 20 years...... Well, go ahead and don't stop......

"Bai Ling" looked at "Xun" in horror and said: "My sister is very fierce, she has a very short temper, she will do things with people at every turn, and sometimes she will hurt people...... But every time I woke up, she was gone......"

Belch!

"Smoke" couldn't help but think thoughtfully, she looked at "Bai Ling" suspiciously, trying to judge whether what she said just now was true or false from the subtle expression on this girl's face.

After a long time, "Smoke" had to admit that there was no trace of lying on the girl in front of him.

"Is it a rare one-body twin souls, or is it a pure split personality?" "Smoke" also felt a little big, and couldn't help muttering: "It's probably those seven old ghosts who make this mask and that mask all day long, and make this little girl's personality split!!"

......

Honganji. The Garden of Tiger Creek.

Master Wuneng sat on the terrace and meditated.

A small novice slowly came from a distance and stood aside.

The old monk Wuneng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked, "Something?"

Xiao Shami bowed and saluted: "The abbot is discussing in Feiyun Pavilion, and he originally didn't want to disturb the Zen master Qing Xiu, but the head of the Black Academy, the Elder Paper Kite, said that something strange happened in the Black Academy......

The eyes of the old monk Wuneng suddenly opened, and an astonishing light flashed: "Something strange happened? There is a magic weapon suppression in the Black Academy that I asked for from the Hook Xuan Pavilion, what strange thing can happen?"

"The Venerable Paper Kite didn't explain!" Xiao Shami scratched his bald head, "However, the abbot still asked me to come and ask the Zen master to go to Feiyun Pavilion......"

Monk Wuneng nodded, and his heart was stunned, knowing that his reaction was a little too aggressive!

What happened in the Black Academy should be an ordinary thing, not the level I thought, otherwise I am afraid that the nephew of the paper kite master would have come to the door in person, and he would never procrastinate until he was discussing with the abbot before saying it. At this time, I am not afraid that a little novice who can't figure out anything will come to report the news.

Thinking of this, Monk Wuneng breathed a sigh of relief.

A few days ago, although I asked for dozens of magic weapons from the Gogenkan, Honganji has a big family and too many important temples......

The statue of the ancestor of the founding mountain, the sage of the warbler, must be placed with magic weapons, and the ancient buildings of the Tang Gate, the White Academy, and the Black Academy in the temple also need to be suppressed by magic weapons, and the Feiyun Pavilion, which is called the three pavilions of Kyoto together with the Golden Pavilion and the Silver Pavilion, is naturally even more indispensable. In addition, there is a scripture pavilion and a monk's house where ordinary monks live......

In the end, I found that dozens of magic weapons were not enough!

Fortunately, Mitsuhan Otani and the monks who had fought with him against the bloody eyes hatched by the "Ghost Mother's Egg" in the Kamogawa Delta were all normal, and no one had an accident.

Zen Master Wuneng followed Xiao Shami to Feiyun Pavilion.

In the pavilion, the abbot Otani Baixiu, the elder of Feiyun Pavilion, the elder Zhiling monk, the elder of the Black Book Elder Paper Kite, the old Zhiguang monk, the head of the White Book, the monk of the Jian Temple and others are all there.

"I've seen Uncle Wu Neng (Uncle Shi)!" all the monks got up together to salute.

The old monk Wuneng returned the salute and said straight to the point: "You don't have to be polite! I heard that something unusual happened in the Black Academy, I don't know what the situation is?"

The head of the Black Academy, the Master of Paper Kites, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "Actually, it's not a big deal......!

The old monk Wuneng "chuckled" in his heart: is it really related to the magic weapon of the Hook Xuan Pavilion?

"What the hell is going on, what happened to the magic weapon that I brought back from the Hook Xuan Pavilion?"

The paper kite said: "The black crystal ruler engraved with the six-character mantra that Uncle Shi gave us from the Black Academy will make a strange sound at night, as if someone is reciting scriptures......"