The silver moon hangs high, sprinkling silver light and illuminating the path along the way.

The night breeze is cool and pleasant, blowing on the nightkin and taking away the heat that originally belonged to summer.

On the path outside Wuxiu County, two figures traveled rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared in place.

After Zhang Xu and Lao Dao left Wuxiu County, they rushed all the way to the Zhenren Temple.

Fortunately, the moon is dark tonight, so they don't have to worry about the night road.

In less than half an hour, the two came to the vicinity of the real temple.

At this time, the door of the real temple was closed, and there was silence, and the insects were chirping around the temple, adding a touch of peace to the dead night.

The Songhe Taoist came to the temple wall first, jumped up, and landed on the wall.

He lay in the corner of the wall and waited around, then beckoned to Zhang Xu, and jumped down.

Seeing this, Zhang Xu also sighed, jumped over the door wall, and came to the temple.

At this time, except for the moonlight, the inside of the temple was pitch black.

On a normal day, there is a temple master in the real temple, and there is a small servant who fights the hand.

According to the routine of people in this world, although it is only after nine o'clock in the evening, people have already fallen asleep, and the temple owner is no exception.

The two stood at the base of the wall, and the Songhe Daoist whispered to Zhang Xu: "Later, you will watch my movements, we are here to check the magic circle in the temple this time, and there may be danger in it, so be careful." ”

After speaking, the chief of Songhe took out a compass, whispered the mantra in his mouth, and then flipped his hands quickly, pinching the complex handprint.

Finally, he placed the compass under the moonlight, pinched the seal with both hands, and pointed to the compass.

Suddenly, the compass flashed with a flash of golden light, and the hands on the compass spun rapidly, and finally stopped at the northeast position.

Matsuru Dao Chang looked shocked, and walked in that direction with the compass.

Zhang Xu silently followed behind Songhe Dao Chang, this was a good opportunity to learn from experience, and he definitely couldn't let it go.

When the Matsuru Taoist came to a stone place in front of the stone monument, the hands of the compass suddenly stopped.

He squatted down, took out a small wooden ink fountain from his arms, opened it, dipped his fingers in ink, and then drew a few runes on the ground, and finally took out the rune from his body and placed it in the center of the rune.

The next moment, dense silver lines appeared on the stone ground, and these lines looked very weird, completely different from Taoist runes.

"How can there be such weird runes here?" Seeing this, Zhang Xu's face appeared solemn.

Lao Dao looked at this rune, and he also looked pensive.

He said in a low voice: "The direction of this rune should only be a part of the magic circle, but this magic circle is too abnormal, and I don't know what kind of magic circle this is." ”

Looking at this magic circle, Lao Dao shook his head.

"Shall we look for it?" Zhang Xu asked in a low voice.

Lao Dao muttered: "Find, although I don't know the source and function of the magic circle, if you can find a way to crack it, it will not be in vain." ”

Then, Lao Dao activated the compass again and began to search.

In the end, in the eight directions of the temple fair, both of them found the magic circle.

From the perspective of the formation, although this magic circle does not look like a Taoist rune, it also implies the innate gossip distribution of Taoism.

In particular, the center of the circle is where the life-size portrait is located.

Zhang Xu looked at the closed door of the hall and couldn't help but say, "This life-size portrait should be the key." ”

Lao Dao nodded and said in a low voice, "Go in and have a look." ”

When he came to the door of the main hall, Lao Dao took out the lock opening charm and opened the door of the main hall.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Xu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, there are really a lot of talismans in this old Taoist society.

As soon as the two of them walked into the main hall, a sparse sound suddenly came from outside.

Songhe Dao and Zhang Xu are both nervous.

Lao Dao hurriedly closed the door quietly, then glanced at Zhang Xu, jumped to the tall life-size portrait, and hid behind the life-size portrait.

Seeing this, Zhang Xu also took three steps and two steps, and came to the back of the real portrait.

After a while, the door of the main hall was opened with a "creak", and then, in the silent hall, there was a sound of footsteps.

Zhang Xu and Song He, who were behind the life-size statue, glanced at each other, and then both held their breath and listened carefully to the movement outside.

"Hehe, it's been ten years, and I've finally waited for this time, hehe, immortality, immortality, immortality! Ha ha! ”

A hoarse and unpleasant voice echoed throughout the hall.

Zhang Xu listened to the man's voice, as if he was scratching glass with a stone, which was extremely uncomfortable.

But the next movement made his hair shiver.

I heard the sound of clothes tearing outside, then there was the sound of chewing, swallowing, and finally, the sound of running water.

Zhang Xu held the life-size portrait with one hand and squatted behind it, but his hand felt a strange touch, as if he was not touching the statue, but pieces of moving flesh and blood.

Then, he withdrew his hand and rubbed it with his fingers, only to feel a slippery feeling.

Then he opened his eyes wide and could barely see the statue by the moonlight outside.

"Shhh

Zhang Xu gasped.

At some point, the huge life-size statue turned into a monster made of flesh and blood.

Behind the statue, the flesh and blood were constantly wriggling, as if there was life.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xu couldn't help leaning back, and just as he was about to lift his legs, he found that his feet couldn't move.

Then he looked down, only to see that his feet had sunk into a burst of lively soft objects.

Zhang Xu hurriedly turned his head and looked at the Songhe Daoist beside him.

At this time, Lao Dao's hands were grasping a thick soft object, Lao Dao's neck was entangled in this object, he wanted to struggle, but he was afraid of the outside and did not dare to make a large movement.

If he didn't resist, Lao Dao might be strangled to death.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xu decisively pulled out a long knife and cut off the thing wrapped around Lao Dao's neck.

"Who!"

This action directly alarmed the man outside.

Then, a roar sounded, and a wind-like air flow whistled from outside, and then Zhang Xu saw a tall figure appear on their side.

Seeing this scene, Lao Dao was no longer hidden, and directly pulled out the sword behind him, cut off the object under his feet with a sword, and jumped into the hall with Zhang Xu.

"Whew!"

As soon as the two of them landed, the figure followed, and a fishy wind hit, directly blowing the clothes of the two people.

Lao Dao and Zhang Xu waved the weapons in their hands one after another and slashed towards the figure.

However, their strength was too different from that figure, and as soon as they made contact, the two flew upside down.

"I didn't expect two more sacrifices, and I can eat enough today."

The figure sneered, then jumped up, came to Lao Dao's side, and reached out to grab him.

The old Dao long sword slashed his fingers, and then threw out a talisman, and the long sword pierced the talisman and stabbed at the figure.

As soon as the figure grabbed Lao Dao's shoulder, the long sword with the talisman stabbed at the other party's body.

"Boom!"

A burst of fire erupted, enveloping Lao Dao and the man together.