When Lao Dao ran to the entrance of the village, he saw a large cloud of black gas gushing in the woods at the edge of the village.

Lao Dao shouted angrily: "You monster, why are you so disobedient? Didn't I tell you last night to go to Lin Jiangcheng to celebrate my family? ”

The black qi that had originally shrunk into a ball suddenly stretched out, and it was more than enough, and it slowly surged towards the old road, making a sound of the houses being destroyed!

The sound of the house collapsing made Lao Dao unconsciously take two steps back.

Lao Dao clenched his hands and recited a few incantations in his mouth, but it was useless, at this time, the black qi was getting closer and closer to him, and he could already smell the disgusting smell of blood!

Lao Dao thought that he must contain this thing and buy time for Zhu Qinglin, but he quickly grabbed a handful from his pocket, and then said: "I can hurt you, you have no other use except disgusting me, why bother?" Listen to my advice......"

The black mist suddenly stopped moving, Lao Dao realized that Zhu Qinglin was digging out his lair, and hurriedly threw a hand of coarse salt at the black mist, a strong smell of blood came to his face, Lao Dao hurriedly untied his robe, and there was a yellow painting talisman belly pocket on his chest!

Fortunately, there is no one around at this moment!

The black mist was injured by the coarse salt and made a sparkling movement, and at the moment when the old Dao untied his robe, it floated away, leaving a few drops of black blood on the ground, which was extremely fishy!

Lao Dao hurriedly fastened his robe and rushed towards the old locust tree, he knew that the spell was ineffective against this thing! The coarse salt of the entire village is not much, and it can't hurt it, what should Zhu Qinglin do?

……

There is a big hole in the trunk of the old locust tree, saying that it is big, and people can't get in, saying that it is not big, but reaching out but unable to touch the hole.

Zhu Qinglin knew where the serpentine jade was, but he couldn't reach it.

Zhu Cai said anxiously: "I'll poke my head in......"

"You, go back first." Zhu Qinglin leaned against the old locust tree and gasped.

Zhu Cai stubbornly said: "Where is the son, where am I!" ”

Zhu Qinglin sighed, he didn't have the strength to stop Zhu Cai at the moment, thinking about what he might do for a while, he said: "You, just look for jade, ignore it, others, maybe, do it?" ”

Zhu Cai hurriedly nodded.

"If I have any problems, I can sleep."

After Zhu Qinglin finished speaking, he smelled a fishy smell: "In the tree hole, upper left." ”

After that, Zhu Qinglin stood up straight, took two steps forward slowly, and blocked in front of Zhu Cai, whose head had already been drilled into the tree hole.

The black fog came with a strong smell of blood and a loud sound of houses collapsing.

Zhu Qinglin could still faintly hear the frightened shouts of the villagers, he stood with his eyes closed, his palm facing outward, and in an instant Zhu Qinglin was wrapped in black fog, but the black fog could not move forward.

Zhu Cai didn't know what was going on behind him, he was struggling to reach the serpentine jade in the upper left, he didn't understand how a piece of jade could hang upside down in the hole of the tree.

Zhu Qinglin closed his eyes in the black fog and could see a pair of golden eyes, staring at him, and the black birthmark on his stomach also glowed red in the black mist, and the golden eyes that pierced him retreated again and again.

Zhu Qinglin knew that he had miscalculated, he thought that this thing would not hurt people, but would only bring bad luck to people.

Well, he was waiting, waiting for his own blood to come out of his body......

The black mist seemed to recognize that he couldn't mess with the person who wrapped it, and he wanted to leave but couldn't move, and the more anxious he was, the louder the sound he made, like a roar, like a pleading.

Zhu Qinglin could feel that his body was bleeding, and the drops gathered and soaked the long robe, and the fishy smell emitted from the black mist was even stronger, Zhu Qinglin endured and endured, and finally couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of colorful things in the middle of the black mist, and the person also rushed to the ground with his strength.

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When Lao Dao came, he saw that almost half of Zhu Cai's body was poking into the tree hole, and Zhu Qinglin was not seen next to him, only to see the black gas that was several circles smaller, and it was like two generations of grandchildren and grandchildren that he had seen before.

Lao Dao knew that Zhu Qinglin would be in the black fog, and it was most important to rescue Zhu Qinglin first, he grabbed all the coarse salt prepared in his pocket and spilled it out, the black fog shrank again, Lao Dao vaguely saw Zhu Qinglin's feet, he wanted to step forward and drag, but he only took one step forward, and then vomited wildly, and he couldn't move forward at all.

The old road here is in a hurry, the black fog is not in a hurry, it has been injured by Zhu Qinglin and can't move a step, it wants to go, it can go anywhere, but it can't move.

Zhu Qinglin is not in a hurry, because he is unconscious, the birthmark and blood on his body are useless to people, but these demonic and ghostly things are useful, at least he can protect himself, so he was not afraid before, and he also knew that with his current body bones, it was inevitable to fall, but he still overestimated Hei Xuan's ability, dragging him, so that this black fog could not go anywhere!

Lao Dao is really in a hurry!

He moved back with his buttocks as the axis, reluctantly got up, endured the tumbling in his abdomen, untied his robe, took off the talisman pocket, bit his fingers, and spread the talisman on the ground. ”

The old man was overjoyed, and hurriedly got up with his belly pocket, only to see that the old man he had seen last night, together with several middle-aged people, had come to the front with a hanging firecracker.

Lao Dao didn't care about what he looked like now, he took the firecracker, he wanted to break the fire, and after lighting it, he didn't even think about throwing it directly into the black fog, he thought in his heart at the moment, disfigured his appearance is better than losing his life!

Fortunately, Zhu Qinglin was lying on his stomach, and the firecrackers were not thrown in front of him.

The old man didn't pay attention at all, the old man brought someone over and handed him the firecracker, and several people began to vomit, so they could only support each other and move to the side with difficulty, and his whole body and mind were on the black mist!

He listened carefully to the sound of the firecrackers exploding and slowly surpassed the movement of the black mist, and it became louder, the black mist was torn apart, and the heavy fishy smell became even stronger, Lao Dao vomited and vomited, but his eyes refused to leave Zhu Qinglin's gradually clear body.

"That's enough!"

Zhu Cai shouted in the tree hole, and he was a little dizzy, and then he held the serpentine stone tightly, slowly walked out of the tree hole, looked back, and began to vomit on the ground.

The black eyes that can bring disaster leave a thick fishy stench, and then disappear.

Zhu Qinglin lay peacefully motionless in the stench.

Zhu Cai and Lao Dao moved towards Zhu Qinglin while spitting, and when they really said that when they got closer, the two of them just turned Zhu Qinglin over, and then vomited again.

Zhu Qinglin, Zhu Cai and Lao Dao were finally brought back to Tuwa's house by Zhu Tie and Zhu Jian, who had several layers of wrapping on their heads.

The two of them were wrapped in the clothes contributed by the villagers, even if there were layers of clothes to block them, after Zhu Tie and Zhu Jian brought the people back, they still lay in the corner of the wall and vomited for a while, except for the residual smell left by the black mist, the villagers' clothes did not taste very good.

The old man couldn't straighten up anymore, so he simply lay on the inside of the house, motionless.