Put a sedan chair on the coffin, white things and red things come together, this is the ghost door that can only be done in the underworld, and the little ghost dressed as a paper man carries the coffin and stacks the sedan chair and comes to the door of the inn.

It was late at night, there were two big red lanterns hanging at the door of the inn, it was dark inside the door, the boss and the guys were asleep, there was a guy on duty in the lobby, sleeping like a dead pig, snoring and shaking the sky, standing outside the door could hear the sound.

At the door, the team stopped for a moment, and the leading imp twisted his neck, looked left and right, with a strange smile on his face, and suddenly stepped forward, passing through the door panel, one after the other, without any hindrance.

There was a gust of wind blowing in the lobby, and the sleeping guys shivered coldly, hummed and chirped, tucked the quilt, turned over and continued to sleep.

The team that entered the inn did not alarm him, carrying the black coffin and red sedan chair upstairs, with a light posture and slight steps, like a fluttering wind, revealing a bit of liveliness in the gloomy and quiet welcoming team.

The rich and amazing yin qi spread in the inn, and the temperature seemed to drop a little, and ordinary people could detect the abnormality, not to mention the autumn birth in the middle of the yin god.

He opened his eyes suddenly, reached out and grabbed the mahogany sword and cloth bag on the bedside table, got up gently, put on his shoes, and walked to the door with a wary expression, pulled the latch, and opened the door.

The Yin soldiers and imps were divided into two ways, staying at the gate of Qiusheng all the way, and going straight to Huang Rong and Ah Dian's rooms. When she was away from home, she ordered a girl, Huang Rong didn't worry about her living alone, so she deliberately shared a room with her.

The little ghost who stopped at the door of Qiusheng, like the previous door of the inn, turned his head to look left and right, with a strange smile on his face, and was about to enter through the door.

Unexpectedly, the door suddenly opened.

Qiusheng and the little ghost collided, you look at me, I look at you, and I didn't react for a while.

After returning to his senses, Qiu Sheng pinched the sword trick in his hand, and used the peach wood sword to perform the Maoshan School Advanced Taoist Nine-character Sword Seal Technique, and a 'Linzi Jue' slashed at the little ghost, and a puff of sparks rose on the little ghost, and it shook out three or four steps away, hitting the black coffin red sedan chair, and the big red sedan chair shook for a while, and tilted towards the opposite door. Strangely, the sedan chair did not make any sound when it hit the door.

The little ghost smiled weirdly at Qiusheng and turned around.

"Autumn ......" an exclamation came to an abrupt end.

"Senior sister!"

Qiusheng was shocked, ran to Huang Rong and Ah Dian's room, kicked open the locked door, and rushed in, only to see a little ghost looking back and smiling, burrowing into the wall and disappearing.

"Senior sister, Ah Dian!" Qiusheng shouted, but received no response, and without thinking, he took out a wall piercing charm from the cloth bag, slapped it on his chest, and slammed it into the wall.

Coming out of the wall, his body fell sharply, Qiusheng had already taken precautions, and he landed with the flying escape method, and he hurriedly swept his eyes to see, only to see that the little ghosts were as fast as the wind, and the teleportation also seemed to run out of Chunlai Town.

"Don't do it yet!"

At the corner of a street, Shi Jian stopped Madonna, who was eager to try, and pulled her arm to hide in the darkness, avoiding Qiusheng's perception.

When they were far away, they spoke: "Red and white collision, this is a kind of life-seeking evil art, it is easy to break it, but if you don't find the caster, there will be a second or third red and white collision." Just let that stupid boy from Qiusheng be the bait, lure people out and do it again, and solve them once and for all. ”

Madonna asked, "Who is going to deal with him?" ”

"A few head-lowering divisions from the South Seas."

"Head Lowerer?"

"Haven't seen it?"

Madonna said embarrassedly: "I heard my aunt say that I haven't really fought each other." It is said that their methods are strange and difficult to deal with. ”

Shi Jian said with a smile: "With your cultivation and talisman divine dragon, ordinary head descending masters can't help you at all." The real difficulty in the head lowering division is Mao Zhen, who casts magic with his life, which is extremely vicious, and almost crippled the Maoshan faction in the Yuan Dynasty. However, most of the descendants of Mao were wiped out by the Spirit Realm Sect, and there are very few descendants in the world, and I have seen a few forty or fifty years ago. ”

"Forty or fifty years." Madonna smiled strangely.

Shi Jian glanced at her, smiled and scolded 'little girl', the electric light on her body flashed twice, appeared a few feet away, and disappeared from Madonna's sight after a few flashes. Madonna secretly amazed and used her spiritual power to follow.

More than ten miles out of Chunlai Town, the team slowed down, Qiusheng guessed that he was about to reach his destination, afraid of falling into the trap of the other party, urged his spiritual power, and used his best to use the flying escape method, appearing in front of the team, blocking the way of the little ghosts.

The little ghosts are smiling, the footsteps do not stop, a few meters away from Qiusheng, suddenly dispersed, divided into two teams, one team from left to right clockwise around Qiusheng, one team from right to left counterclockwise around Qiusheng running, head-on, Qiusheng only felt a flower in front of him, the body has been surrounded by a black coffin, red sedan chair, through the gap, the outside seems to be surrounded by a hundred and ten layers, into the eyes are all coffins and big red sedan chairs, beaming.

"Pretend to be a ghost and let my junior sister and Ah Dian out, otherwise I will be rude to you." Qiusheng shouted.

The imps turned a deaf ear and smirked at Qiusheng as they ran. Qiu Sheng snorted coldly, recited the wind mantra, and the peach wood sword was handed forward, spewing out a strong white wind, blowing sand and stones around, the coffin shook the sedan chair, and the ghosts were frightened away.

After the wind dispelling spell failed, Qiu Sheng violently inserted the peachwood sword on the ground, and the sword finger of his right hand drew runes on the palm of his left hand, and a five thunder god palm was struck, and sparks flew all over the air, like fireworks in the first month, and like a hundred and ten firecrackers exploded indiscriminately, blowing up the red and white team into chaos.

With two bangs, the two coffins and the big red sedan chair on the coffin lid fell to the ground, and Huang Rong and Ah Dian fell out of the sedan chair and fell motionless on the ground.

"Senior sister, Ah Dian!"

Qiusheng slashed the little ghost blocking the way with a sword, and when he came to Huang Rong's side, he was about to lean over and pick her up, when a cold light appeared in the afterglow, and his scalp suddenly went numb, and he flew back.

As soon as he moved, the 'Huang Rong' zombie who fell to the ground also bounced up, and an extra short sword appeared in his hand, which stabbed Qiusheng in the chest like electricity. On the side, 'Ah Dian' also woke up and flew to assassinate him.

Left and right, in all directions, countless Huang Rong and Ah Dian flew in. Qiusheng couldn't tell which one was Huang Rong and which one was Ah Dian, for fear of hurting them, so he lightly touched the ground with his toes, and rose flat on the ground, avoiding everyone's attacks.

The rising power was exhausted, and Qiusheng made a move of swallowing water, and with the help of flying vertically, he landed on a sedan chair. A scene that surprised Qiusheng appeared, the roof of the sedan suddenly sank, and an unusually strong suction force was issued, Qiusheng was caught off guard and was sucked into the open coffin, and then the coffin lid was closed, and everything was calm.

The running imp slowly stopped, standing still, still with that weird smile on his face.

There was a burst of laughter, and out of the darkness came a burly man wearing a warm hat and a fur coat, dressed as a mountain carving. He was followed by four men and one woman, all dressed in strange costumes and different dresses.

The burly man walked to a coffin, slammed the lid of the coffin, and laughed: "The Maoshan Technique of the Maoshan Taoist is nothing more than that, no matter how great you are, it is not the Dao of my Nanyang Descending Technique, it has fallen into my hands, haha." ”

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