It's not that I don't understand kindness, it's not that I'm forcing people to a dead end, it's that I've been cultivating for a long time, and I've become more and more convinced of Xuanhu's words.

In particular, his phrase, "To cultivate the Tao is to defend the Tao." ”

Instead of letting this scum insult the Daomen, it is better for me to strangle his sins in the cradle first, so as not to go out and ruin the reputation of the Taoists!

The arrogance on He Bei's face suddenly disappeared, and he was replaced by a pitiful appearance.

He Bei hugged my trouser leg and said, "Don't you, this is worse than killing me, I let these ghosts go, isn't it okay?" ”

Sure enough, this hit him to death.

I looked at his appearance, and this face really changed when he said it, and this picture was very funny.

I know very well that this kind of person can't be trusted, how can a person who is extremely arrogant in the last second learn to be obedient in the next second?

It's in the nature of dogs to eat.

I ignored him, but took off my Asara belt and tied him backhand.

I'm tied here, and he begged for mercy, and in the end, it turned into foul language and insults, tsk, where does he look like a Taoist priest?

He Bei was tied to a tree by me, and he kept scolding.

I grabbed a handful of grass from the side, stuffed it into his mouth, and said lightly, "Noise." ”

Then, I softly recited the "Sutra of Suffering", these newly dead ghosts should not become cannon fodder for anyone.

After these ghosts were sent away by me, as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw He Bei's hand holding a shiny blade, cutting the rope little by little.

Where's the blade?

I ran over him, I must not let this scum run away!

Obviously, He Bei also discovered this, and the speed in his hand continued to increase, and when I ran, he suddenly broke with both hands and untied the rope.

The blade in my hand shook at me, I instinctively took a step back, and He Bei took advantage of this opportunity to run away.

It stands to reason that after being tied up by me for so long, my body should be weak, but He Bei's body is extremely sensitive, and he is moving left and right, and vaguely, I can't catch up.

His steps were extremely strange, it looked like a mud step, but it was more speed than a mud step, and after a few minutes, I had already fallen a long way, and no matter how hard I tried, the distance did not shorten.

Taoist martial arts are not so magical, either casually anyone will fly off the wall, can't catch up, or can't catch up.

In desperation, I watched He Bei disappear from my sight.

But this time, it wasn't for nothing, just now there were dozens of newly dead ghosts, but there were indeed a small number of evil ghosts left, I checked carefully, and there were still twenty-two evil ghosts left.

Unexpectedly, near the Taoist temple, there will also be evil ghosts wandering, and under the sun, there will also be darkness. Perhaps, this is what people often call "dark under the lamp".

I had just re-received the demon into the Vajra Bell, but I realized that something was wrong.

According to He Bei's style, it is very likely to bite me back, then this King Kong bell will become ironclad evidence.

Thinking about it, I don't have a magic weapon at hand, and as soon as the sun comes out outside, these ghosts will definitely be scattered, which not only violates the way of heaven, but also makes me work in vain.

Yu Lan can't step into Ju'an Temple again within three days, which means that I am the only one to bear the rest of the battle.

The only magic weapon I have on me is the Mountain Ghost Coins, which I have used to fight ghosts, but I have never pretended to be ghosts. I'm worried that the power of the Mountain Ghost Coin is too domineering, and it will directly kill this group of ghosts.

But for now, that should be the only way.

Take a gamble! It is fate, and it is fate if it is not.

I sent all these ghosts into the mountain ghost coins and continued to search for them.

But ghosts are not easy to find at night, and now that the sun has risen, it is even more difficult.

The mountains had begun to cool down in October, so I sat down on a leeward spot with my arms clenched, thinking to myself: my ability to catch ghosts, not to mention how big it is, can be regarded as perfect. Besides, I still have yin and yang eyes, and if there are really ghosts, I can't see them.

If you deduce it in this way, then wouldn't others be able to catch ghosts?

But that's just my speculation. After all, the outside world is too big, and there are countless capable people, and those who are bigger than me are even more whimpering.

The living can't let the urine suffocate to death, there is no back mountain, then go and keep going, anyway, you can't be idle.