"Stunned!"

Tang Xuanxuan had just left, and almost at the same time, the abdomen of the two dried corpses was quickly stretched and flew out, obviously they couldn't leave the leaves, and the lower half of their bodies were still stuck inside.

Rao was like this, the four ghost claws slapped on the black knife one after another, and the electric light and fire burst out, and Shen Xingliu, who was in front of the horizontal knife, was hit and slid backwards for several feet.

Shen Xingliu, who could not stop, shook his hands that were numb.

"What a strange power this is!"

The two dried corpses did not take advantage of the situation and retreated into the blades.

The girl Xiaomeng kept laughing and said, "Little brother, you use a knife, then I'll use a knife to fight you." ”

Sure enough, he knew that the dry corpse would not give up and go back to prepare weapons.

Two dried corpses reappeared from the blades, each drawing a large knife in each hand, and struggling to hold it.

When he saw the dry corpse pull out a knife that was bigger than them, Shen Xingliu couldn't help but complain: "Hey, little girl, do you think that the bigger the knife, the more powerful, the more powerful?" ”

"Ahh

Xiao Meng's index finger lightly tapped her chin, and then she thought of something, and her fingers were happily cocked.

"Click, click!"

The arm of the dry corpse was like full of gas, and the muscles were knotted, and they exploded in an instant.

Originally, Shen Xingliu thought that even if anything appeared again, he would not be surprised, because he was already numb, but when he saw this, he couldn't help but complain: "Can it still be like this?" ”

I really want to give myself two mouths, damn it, why remind her?

I had no choice but to resist.

"Dangchang" "Whew"

The black knife swung continuously, slashing together with the broadsword, stirring up a whirlwind. The ground directly under his feet was cracked, and the crack stretched out like a spider's web.

No, you can't resist so hard.

If it weren't for the support of internal strength, it is estimated that he would have been shocked to the point that his internal organs would have been ruptured by now.

Seeing the timing of the big sword, he flashed his body to the side and disappeared.

Although Xiaomeng's aura is amazing, it is not difficult to see that it is difficult for her to master this power, and her heart is still as innocent as a naughty child, so she may be able to take advantage of this.

Taking advantage of the dead corner where the big knife fell, Shen Xingliu quickly climbed onto the big knife.

"Ahh

Xiao Meng let out a miserable scream, and the electric light on her body was rolling, and the flames were churning.

At that moment, Shen Xingliu deceived himself, hit the other party with the back of his knife at lightning speed, and staggered past him.

"Poof..."

Puffs of black smoke rose from the throat of the girl Xiaomeng, and the ghost tree under her feet was also crumbling, and her small body slowly fell.

"Unforgivable, unforgivable..."

Falling to the ground, Xiao Meng's figure was a little trance-like, two figures, one big and one small, appeared on each other, one big and one small, and even the sound was constantly switching.

"What is, what's going on? Resentful spirits? ”

At the same time, a Buddha call came from the west side of the village: "Amitabha, what the donor said is good." ”

"Please be merciful."

I saw an old monk, dressed in golden light, walking slowly.

As soon as the girl Xiaomeng saw the Buddha's light, she immediately felt like a great enemy, and she wanted to fight with Shen Xingliu again, so she immediately forcibly fixed her figure.

"I'll spare your life today." So, he turned into a white ghost qi and escaped underground.

Shen Xingliu was disrupted by the old monk's rhythm, and took a step slower, so he could only see Xiao Meng fleeing, so he had to sigh.

I haven't asked anything...

When the black knife was unsheathed, he wanted to reason with the old monk, why did you want me to let her go as soon as you came?

He stepped forward angrily, and saw that the old monk was still followed by the little wolf and Pang Junde, and the old Pang got a picture scroll from somewhere, he didn't look like a vassal and elegant person.

"Aren't you supposed to be guarding the ship, why are you here?"

Pang Junde scratched the back of his head embarrassedly and said, "It's a long story, it's a long story." ”

"However, I would like to thank the master for saving us."

Even after the little wolf encountered tonight's incident, he bowed to the old monk with his hands folded and bowed.

When Shen Xingliu heard that this was a life-saving benefactor, he no longer blamed the old monk, but instead hugged his fists and thanked respectfully:

"Although I don't know what's going on, I still want to thank the master for saving my brother."

The old monk Bao was solemn and said humbly: "Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and the donor doesn't need to be polite." ”

"Master, please go to the hospital for a while."

Shen Xingliu opened his arms and invited the three of them to the courtyard.

At this time, Tang Xuanxuan had already used Xuantian Heart to wake everyone up, and was anxiously waiting for his return.

"Starstream, how's it going?"

Seeing that he returned safely, she immediately greeted him, if she didn't have to protect the husbands, she would definitely go to help.

"I'm fine, although Xiaomeng's aura is strong, but the experience is still insufficient."

"Oh? It turns out that the resentful spirit is called Xiaomeng. The old monk walked into the courtyard, stirred his white eyebrows, and slowly let go.

"Master?"

Tang Xuanxuan was puzzled, how could there be a monk, but when she saw the two people behind, she was surprised: "Little wolf, Brother Pang, you are here!" ”

"Did something happen on board?"

Pang Junde shook his hand again and again, "Sister, don't worry, the boat is very good." ”

The stone hanging in everyone's hearts finally fell.

"But Hachi, it's missing!"

The little wolf said with a dejected face: "Sister Xuanxuan, you scold me, I didn't protect it." ”

"What's going on, come to the fire, and explain it clearly."

Tang Xuanxuan also clearly blamed blindly, and it was useless, so she took the little wolf's hand and walked to the rekindled fire.

At this time, everyone sat around the fire and listened to Pang Junde and the little wolf tell the story

......

At nightfall, everything was in order.

The waffles who were looking for wood also came back one by one. Ships are also being gradually restored.

But when they finished dinner, they suddenly found that Hachi was gone.

Thinking that it was playing on the riverbank, they disembarked and searched for it, and at that moment there was a sound of squirming in the reeds.

The little wolf was overjoyed, thinking that Hachi wanted to play hide and seek with him, so he chased after him.

"Little wolf, don't run far." Pang Junde called out eagerly, and beckoned the Riffs to return to the ship and bring them back himself.

The two of them got into the reeds, followed the sound of the rope all the way, and gradually walked away.

When I came back to my senses, I had already appeared in the back mountain, and the wind was gusting in the forest, and even so, I didn't see the shadow of Xiaoba.

"Hachi, stop playing."

"Come out, it's time for us to go back."

Anxious, they couldn't help but call urgently, but there was still no response.

There was only a "click, click" sound in my ears, how could anyone still be digging the ground on this big night?

No, there's no one here...

But driven by curiosity, Pang Junde and the little wolf slowly leaned in.

The back mountain is a cemetery. One in the east, one in the west, chaotic. There were even a few holes that were left unfilled.

The men who wanted to come to collect the corpses should have left in a hurry.

On the tomb, there are still a few wisps of ghost fire lingering, which looks extremely eerie and terrifying.

The sound of digging the ground disappeared, replaced by the sound of "huh" crying, and it seems that there are still people.

Pang Junde let out a long breath and walked quickly, and a white figure appeared in front of him.

She was a woman in a white robe with long waist-length hair, no ornate headdress, and only a white ribbon tied her hair.

She was kneeling beside a grave with her back to them.

Obviously, Fang Cai's digging sound was her doing, and the tomb in front of her was dug open, revealing the white bones inside.

The woman held a portrait and wept incessantly. It's like knowing the owner of the tomb.

"Dare to ask the girl, why are you crying here in the middle of the night?"

It was already very strange to meet a woman in the barren mountains and mountains, and what was even more strange was that this woman was still digging a grave and crying.

This doesn't look like mourning for the dead.

The woman did not answer, but cried more intensely.

Pang Junde and the little wolf glanced at each other, and shrugged their shoulders helplessly, they couldn't do anything about her.

So, I could only look at the tombstone, wanting to know the information of the owner of the tomb.

I saw that the tombstone read: "The tomb of the Zhang family of Liumen." ”

Liumen Zhang's, Liu's Zhang's?

The two of them twitched the corners of their mouths, smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but comfort themselves at the same time: No, it must be a coincidence.

I met Liu Zhang's family in Yunmeng Town a few days ago, how could he be here?

It must be a coincidence.

After crying for a while, the woman in white felt a little tired, and slowly got up, and the scroll also fell to the ground, and a cold laugh came out of her throat.

"Hey, hey, haha..."

"Y-What are you laughing at?" Pang Jun pulled the little wolf, quickly took two steps back, and pointed at the woman in white with trembling hands.

"Because I'm crying myself~~~"

The woman turned around slowly, her hair danced without wind, and her pale face was matched with scarlet lips, which was exactly the same as the one she met in Yunmeng Town the day before, Liu Zhang.

"Ah!!h

The two hugged each other and collapsed to the ground, screaming loudly, but they were poured into a mouthful of yin wind, and there was a fishy smell in the wind.

They couldn't help coughing a few times, and the scroll that fell on the ground slowly opened with a "whoosh".

The woman in the portrait is the appearance of the tomb owner before his death, she is so dignified and beautiful, and the pair of willow eyebrows stretched out show joy.

It formed a strong contrast with the woman in front of her with her teeth and claws, and her face was hideous, "There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no way to go to hell." ”

Liu Zhang smiled, stretched out his thumb, and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

"Scared, ah... Yes! ”

Then, she opened her large, jagged mouth, clawed her fingers, and grew sharp nails.

With a hula, nine white tails emerged from behind him.

The original flower and moon appearance turned into a fox face at this moment, and quickly stretched out to the two, wanting to devour Pang Junde and the two alive.

"Ah, help!"

The fox's face that was getting closer and closer, and the fishy smell that spewed out, made the two vomit nonstop, but they were still unwilling to give up and cry for help.

"Amitabha ~~~~"

A Buddha horn came from far and near, mightily.

Liu Zhang's movements were also stagnant, and then there was a tingling in his mind.

On the top of the mountain in the distance, there was an old monk who was walking forward, seemingly unhurried.

But with each step, you will leap a long distance, from seven or eight zhang to ten or ten zhang long.