As the incantation continued, a black vortex faintly appeared between Miss Jin's eyebrows, and gradually, the vortex grew larger and larger, and a black shadow with a distorted body was sucked out, and it continued to writhe and struggle, as if it was in extreme pain.

Yang Daochang sensed that the opportunity was coming, so he motioned for everyone to change the spell, trying to expel the black shadow in one fell swoop. At this moment, a blinding red light suddenly attacked the four of them, knocking them all down. The spell broke, and the black shadow returned to Miss Jin at ease, and Miss Jin rolled her eyes and fainted.

A woman in a black cloak stood on the roof of the West Wing, staring at everyone.

The midnight wind blew her clothes fluttering, her lowered cloak completely obscured her face, and in the silence of the night only her hoarse voice echoed in the air: "Don't want to drive my shadow away from her!" She took what didn't belong to her, and she had to pay it back with her life! As he spoke, he leaned down, and was already about to make a move to kill Miss Jin.

The disciples of Qingyou Sect were all shocked when they saw this situation, and Yang Daochang thought for a while, and put his fingers behind his back, revealing a cyan long sword. He drew an ancient sword that glowed with blue light from its scabbard and flew up to the eaves to block the woman in black. As he flew up, he swung hard at the woman, cutting off the move she was about to unleash.

The woman jumped off the eaves in order to avoid the attack, and when she saw Miss Jin leaning on the sacrificial table, she made another move, and the red light split the dark night sky.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Daochang turned around and flew out a sword to block in front of Miss Jin. The sword seemed to have eyes, and stood impartially in front of Miss Jin, and the cyan light emitted through the sword body was like a huge shield, blocking the woman's moves at once. The collision of the red halo and the cyan sword qi produced a strong impact, and the people in Qingyoumen were all shocked to the ground and couldn't move.

The woman in black roared angrily, "Why do you want to protect her? That's what she owes us! ”

Yang Daochang chased after Jin Qiyuan, and after confirming that she was safe, the long sword automatically flew back into his hand as if it was sensed. He looked at the woman in black with murderous intent in her eyes: "Demon, you want to harm people's lives and cause trouble in the world, and you can't live!" ”

The woman in black couldn't control her collapse more and more, and she shouted: "I only want to take the life of the Jin family, since you stop it, let's die together!" After saying that, he continued to make moves one after another, and there was no gap in the moves, forcing Yang Daochang to block with his sword and retreat step by step.

It didn't take long for Yang Daochang to know the routine of the woman in black, and he began to fight back. The woman in black was retreating, and her body began to bleed. As if knowing that she was at a disadvantage, the woman in black was not in love, and her hand wrapped in black fabric stretched out from her sleeve, inch by inch, and she was about to touch Miss Jin's neck. At the same time, Yang Daochang had already slashed at the woman in black.

As if foreseeing the danger, the woman in black withdrew her hand in vain, but it was too late, and a bloody and fleshy thing flew up and down in the air, smashed into a disciple's cheek, and bounced to the ground.

The woman in black screamed in pain, her blood-stained eyes trembling on her tightly covered face. She saw that Yang Daochang was about to make a move, so she looked back at Miss Jin unwillingly, and disappeared as soon as she cast a spell.

Everyone looked at the severed hand of the black-clothed woman on the ground, and no one wanted to go up and pick it up, Yang Daochang put away the ancient sword and stepped forward to investigate-it was a pile of carrion that looked like a human hand, dripping with blood, maybe it had been oozing blood before it was cut down.

The disciple who was smashed by the severed hand touched the blood on his face, shrunk and trembled and asked, "Is this still a ghost?" ”

Yang Daochang looked down at the severed hand: "It's a demon." ”

The scene in the mirror gradually became blurred, and the sound was muffled, and after a while, the treasure mirror returned to the appearance of a bronze mirror.

"It seems that the spiritual power can't hold up for so long, we can only see this." Linghua gently put the mirror into the treasure box and looked at Henggu with a shocked look on his face, "How is it?" Want to get started? ”

Heng Gu shook his head: "This Miss Jin family is really not simple, she is a ghost and a demon, you are such an 'old, weak, sick and disabled', wouldn't it be a sheep to go rashly?" ”

Linghua couldn't hear others say that she was old, she grabbed one of Henggu's ears, pinched it and dangled it: "I have existed for thousands of years, and when your great-great-great-grandmother was a cub, I was already hundreds of years old." But so what? Live a long life, have a lot of experience, not like you, a one-eyed cat, impulsive and easy to suffer. ”

"You ......"

"Speaking of which, Miss Jin is really a big problem, 'Jianxin' is near her, she has provoked a demon, and there are rumors of being possessed, I don't know what the real situation is, I have to find someone to inquire." Linghua said and began to pack up and prepare to go out.

"Hey, you haven't explained yet, who is one-eyed......"

"Henggu, I'm going out, you take care of the door at home!" Linghua turned around and closed the door and left.

Eternal gas knots. The conversation was cut off and all gagged in his mouth, so he could only sulk dryly. But he couldn't rest assured that Linghua couldn't get rid of Linghua, jumped on the table with his tail blown up, opened the window, and watched Linghua's swaying figure walk up to the restaurant opposite.

Linghua walked into Canglan Pavilion, which is the most prosperous restaurant in the entire cloud city, where literati and scholars, businessmen, wealthy merchants, children of rivers and lakes and other characters come and go freely and endlessly.

The third floor of the restaurant is specially prepared for storytellers, and here it is dedicated to telling unknown secrets, and you can also spend money to buy top-secret information.

Linghua walked to the third floor, and there were two half-human-high ceramic waiters at the staircase, such as Hum Ha Er, who guarded the entrances and exits. They are red and green, and their faces are painted with Tang Sancai, which looks like restaurant furnishings.

When Linghua approached, the waiter saw that the person actually moved, and Qi Qi slowly raised his head, one of them smiled, and the other disdainful.

The smiling boy stretched out his short ceramic hand and stretched out three fingers to Linghua. Linghua gave him three taels of silver, and the disdainful waiter immediately smiled, and the two waiters bent down and put on a posture of "please enter" to welcome Linghua into the field.

Even though Linghua has seen and heard a lot, he still feels weird when he sees this scene.

She pushed open the door and walked into the hall, this was not the time to listen to books, there were not many people on the third floor, rows of seats were empty, only the storyteller's high platform sat a thin man with a long face and a goatee, seeing Linghua enter the door and look left and right, Orchid pointed in her direction and nodded: "You-"

The voice was as sharp as a rootless person, Linghua frowned and stepped forward: "Boss Qin is polite, I'll buy information." ”

"Oh~" Orchid pointed to the curtain on the left behind him, "Oh, inside." ”

Linghua nodded in thanks, opened the curtain and entered an airtight room, there were a few candles lit in the room, only the storyteller sat behind the empty table, he saw Linghua's eyes light up for a moment: "Everyone in the world has broken their heads to look for you, it turns out that you are here." ”

Linghua sat opposite the storyteller with a smile on his face: "I searched for it in every way, but my desire was too heavy, and I didn't have a good relationship." She looked at the person opposite holding a folding fan, "I never thought about it, it turns out that you still have a hobby of storytelling?" ”

The storyteller touched his nose: "If you live too long, you have to have some fun." ”

Linghua nodded sympathetically: "This time I came to inquire about intelligence, I don't know if you know the Jin family in Anxian County?" ”

The storyteller nodded: "I know." ”

"What do you know about Miss Jin?"

The storyteller held out ten fingers.

Linghua was stunned for a long time: "An Huai, I've known you for six hundred years, and you actually want me money?" In the future, when I pass by the Hundred Wild Forests, I will water and fertilize your old roots to repay you for helping me with your kindness? ”

An Huai put his hand down and spread it out: "Ten taels." Old tree spirits also need to support their families. ”

"Home? When did you get married? Linghua turned his head and looked stiffly in the direction of the high platform behind him, as if he saw the delicate orchid finger through the curtain, "Is it possible...... It's ......"

An Huai's face was slightly red, and he hung his head shyly: "Well, you actually guessed it at once, no wonder, he and I are such a match." He is a silk demon, he has just turned into a human form, and his mana is unstable after his transformation, and he suddenly gets entangled in me, and he can't shake it off, it's really a human spirit. You know what......"

Linghua happily stuffed ten taels of silver into An Huai's hand: "Let's talk about the point." ”

An Huai picked up the silver, complained in a low voice, "It's really incomprehensible", and began to tell the story.

"There is a Miss Jin in Jin Mansion in Anxian County, named Qiyuan. A small jasper, weak in literature and literature, known as the reputation of a talented woman in Anxian County, calligraphy and painting are all excellent, and some people even say that there is no one to beat in a hundred years!

And this Miss Jin is full of suspicions, she has been weak and sickly since she was a child, and a year ago somehow suddenly changed her temperament, just like a different person, she no longer writes and paints, it's really strange!

Miss Jin had a lover after changing her personality, and the two knew each other. She often goes out to sympathize with Lang on the pretext of traveling with other ladies, and everyone knows it.

But after a lot of times, Master Jin noticed it, and finally learned about it under the reply of following Miss Jin's family.

The East Window incident, the lover was beaten out of Anxian County because of his poor family background and nowhere to rely on, and Miss Jin was locked up in the Jin Mansion and did not go out for several months.

When she could go out again, Miss Jin asked the maid to inquire about the whereabouts of her lover, and learned that he was homeless after being kicked out of Anxian County, and the injuries on his body did not heal for a long time, and finally died of illness in the barren mountains and mountains.

If this Miss Jin is really infatuated, she has been in a slump since she got the letter, she is haunted by nightmares every night, and when she wakes up, she takes the hosta flower to see things and think about people. Soon after, she said that she smelled a unique sweet smell, and then a female ghost came to her in the middle of the night, threatening to take her life, and even choked her neck.

Miss Jin woke up to find that there was really a bruise on her neck, and she was very scared, but she couldn't remember the appearance of the female ghost, and only vaguely said that her face was terrifying. Miss Jin was afraid that the female ghost would entangle her, so she was frightened every day, and she inquired about talented people in many ways to no avail. It wasn't until Qingyoumen and his party came to Anxian County and promised to exorcise ghosts for Miss Jin that she slowly improved. ”

"How long ago was that?"

"More than half a month."

"I once saw a banshee in black in the mirror come to kill Miss Jin, do you know who this is?"

"This ......" An Huai scratched his head, "The news you want is too unpopular, pay a deposit of five taels first, I found a letter to you." ”

"Where's the cold? Why do you still tell unpopular stories so often? Linghua pushed back the hand he asked for money from.

"I didn't see that I only talked about the beginning, and no one paid to continue listening." After that, he stretched out his hand again, "Raising a family, raising a family." ”

Linghua walked out of the Canglan Pavilion with his purse, looking back, the window on the third floor was closed, and a long green thing came out of the window.

"It's pretty reliable." Linghua stood in the middle of the street and watched the little leaf fly away.