"I have treasures to offer the young man."

Zhang Junduan put away his face full of resentment in an instant, and changed to a respectful face.

If the masters of Shu who inherit the ancient drama face changing skills are currently in power, they also have to smack their tongues and bow down.

Zhou Qi's face was even more playful, and he stretched out a hand.

Zhang Junduan hurriedly got up, knelt on his knees, and respectfully presented the life-saving scriptures obtained in the Dharma Monastery with both hands.

After taking the scriptures, Zhou Qi was surprised and said: "Bayeux Sutra? ”

Countless thoughts flashed in his heart in an instant, he liked antiquities the most in his life, but he had leisure, either wandering on the antique street, or burying his head in the stacks of books, An Neng didn't know this Buddhist treasure?

There is such a thing as the Bayeux Sutra in this world?

Zhou Qi was shocked in his heart, and looked carefully at the words engraved with the iron pen on it, and saw that it was not like the Sanskrit he had seen in his previous life, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Junduan saw Zhou Qi's reaction, and hurriedly said: "Shaoxia knows this treasure best, the villain is ignorant, shallow knowledge, and mistakenly made the treasure dusty for many years, and now this treasure is in the hands of Shaoxia, like a pearl adorned with a dragon, it can be used to the fullest." ”

Between the words, he used the way of his own servant Ah Yu on weekdays.

When the girl Yingying saw Zhang Junduan's appearance on the side, her heart was like overturning the Baiwei box, and she didn't know what it was like for a while, but she just looked at this handsome and dashing "Brother Junduan" who was handsome and graceful in the past.

Zhou Qi looked at Zhang Junduan, who was extremely flattering in front of him, and said with a smile: "It is said that you can put on such a posture in the blink of an eye, and I can't keep you." ”

Zhang Junduan's body trembled, buried his head lower, and his eyes were full of remorse.

Zhou Qi continued: "The capital is to prevent villains and not gentlemen, but I am not afraid of your selfish tricks, if you still have something to change your life, I will spare your life." ”

Zhang Junduan's mind was racing, where else could he have things that could enter the eyes of this guy? The sword of good condition had been left behind in the mountains, and there was nothing left on it except a few coins.

raised his head cautiously, but saw Zhou Qizheng looking at the warbler beside him with a smile, and hurriedly flattered: "Shaoxia has fallen in love with my warbler sister, my sister has grown up in the courtyard of the deep house since she was a child, and her ten fingers do not touch the spring water, and her toes do not provoke rain and snow." ”

"I'm in charge! In the future, let my sister be around the young man, and when the young man is tired, he will have his own beauty. ”

He smiled and looked at the girl again and again, but saw that the girl's eyes were hollow and shed tears.

Zhang Junduan wanted to speak again, but was interrupted by Zhou Qi: "You can get out." ”

Immediately, as if he had been amnestied, he got up with a smile, and made a few strokes, and then he sank his face and ran wildly in the direction of Yunlai Fucheng.

When the people walked away, Zhou Qi looked at the girl who was sitting on the ground in the moonlight and wept, and said calmly: "He will die if he goes here, if you return to the inn now, you can still ask for a way to live." ”

The girl turned a deaf ear.

Zhou Qi was helpless and said ruthlessly: "If you don't leave, I will strip you naked and throw you back to the inn." ”

The girl's delicate body trembled, and a trace of fear appeared on her numb face again, and she got up and passed away from her tears, and went in the direction of the inn like a lost soul.

Zhou Qi stood in the moonlight for a long time, and only when he saw the faint wisps of black gas in the forest lingering on the branches of the trees several times before he resolutely drifted in the direction where Zhang Junduan was going.

Only then did he chuckle and take a step to hang behind him.

After chasing out of Erli, Zhou Qicai saw a swarthy pheasant squatting on top of a corpse from a distance next to the official road, pecking at something.

Who is Zhang Junduan, whose body is not suitable and thinks he has escaped?

Before Zhou Qi could touch him, the chicken horn had already discovered him.

The chicken horn didn't move, but one head slowly turned around, looking at Zhou Qi, and it was really as the girl said, her eyes were bloody, and her beak was like a scimitar.

Even if Zhou Qi had been prepared, being stared at like this chicken horn would be furious.

Secretly pasted a diamond talisman on his back, and held a five thunder talisman in his hand.

Zhou Qi drew his sword early, and the body of the sword shone with a hazy silver light in the moonlight.

Without waiting for the ghost to act, Zhou Qi raised his sword and stepped forward, and in the blink of an eye, the distance between the two sides was only ten steps, and the blood in the eyes of the chicken horn was even worse, and he flew up, circled in the air, and swooped towards Zhou Qi's head silently.

In front of the young man's sword in the gallop, the chicken horn instinctively was taken by the raging aura in the sword, and dodged over the top of Zhou Qi's head, but he was still stabbed into a pair of hooked claws, letting out a miserable cry.

Before he could make a mistake, a puff of black smoke came out of his claws, and an illusory flicker.

The evil ghost was injured, but his actions were not affected, and he turned around at the back of Zhou Qi's head, and his sharp beak came to the back of Zhou Qi's head.

The young man saw the ghostly figure of the chicken horn, and expected that he would definitely be attacked after fixing, and as soon as he made a mistake, he bowed and rolled forward, and at the same time held the sword flower in his hand, and the sword was pushed backwards and upwards.

The evil ghost was already ferocious, and after being injured, he was even more angry, and when he saw the sword attacking, he didn't dodge, and still attacked the back of Zhou Qi's head regardless of it.

But the boy rolled to avoid the vital point, the sword was lifted from the belly of the evil ghost, and came out from the head, bringing up thick black smoke, but it was still hit in the back.

A burst of golden light flashed, and a terrible cry resounded in all directions, and Zhou Qi turned to look at the cold black smoke in mid-air, flying chicken horns.

I touched the vajra talisman on my back, the talisman seal was intact, and it still exuded a faint residual warmth, but the power had been lost, and it was impossible to use it again.

Zhou Qi secretly rejoiced, held the heart of beating the water dog, turned around and pounced on the evil ghost, before the person arrived, a five thunder talisman shot out from the palm of his hand.

But I saw a flash of lightning on the flat ground, and the mountains and rocks more than ten zhang away were illuminated for a moment, and the ghost thing flying in the air was hit by lightning in an instant, and its body evaporated in an instant.

But there was still a trace of black gas left, and he flew away in the direction of the Falling Pheasant Slope.

Seeing this, Zhou Qi scolded secretly, and threw out a fire crow talisman dedicated to chasing demons, and the talisman turned into a crow covered in fire in mid-air, chasing in the direction of black qi.

Zhou Qi chased the fire crow to the vicinity of the inn and stopped, seeing that the fire crow hovered in mid-air and headed towards the foot of the Falling Pheasant Slope, his heart was relieved.

The hidden figure sped away from the forest towards the firelight.

……

In the old forest on the mountainside of Luopheasant Slope, a new tomb stands quietly in the moonlight.

The tombstone is made of a bulldozed pine plank, on which the dog crawls crookedly and writes "The Tomb of the Beloved Wife Wang's Cuilian".

It was midnight, but there were two people at the grave.

If there are outsiders here, they can recognize these two people at a glance as the shopkeeper and Xiao Er of the Yamashita Inn.

It's just that the shopkeeper who greeted the guests peacefully during the day was now scorched black, as if he had just been fished out of the fire, and even his hair and clothes were scorched and tightly bound to the surface of his body.

Although the shopkeeper was so miserable, there was no pain on his face, just a demented face, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth were burned and atrophied, revealing a mouth full of white teeth and gums, which was quite terrifying in the hazy moonlight.

And the innkeeper, carrying a hoe, was bending over the grave to plow the ground, his face was hideous and distorted.

The teeth clenched together, making a creaking and screeching sound, but the mouth could still murmur, squeezing the sound from between the teeth: "It's almost!" It's almost ......."

In a short time, a pit several feet deep had been dug out next to the lonely grave.

Xiao Er looked back at the shopkeeper, and saw that the other party still looked stupid and stupid, exaggerated, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Old man, please!" Although you have always looked down on me, but I, as a son-in-law, have to do my filial piety, and this time let your father and daughter be buried together, I guess you will not be lonely over there......"

"Although the feng shui in this place is not very good, you can see the family property day and night, you and Cui Lian'er sleep here, and you can also take a good look at how I have made this business prosperous."

As he spoke, the shopkeeper was stunned and slowly walked towards the freshly dug pit step by step, and Banban was lying in the pit, slowly closing his eyes.

Seeing this, Xiao Er smiled even more sarcastically, and his mouth chattered: "You old guy is useless, you don't want the silver in front of you when you are alive, turn into a ghost, and you are also a blind ......."

"I am about to cultivate this immortal sect method, what are you going to do to provoke that cultivator for me? I've been playing hide-and-seek with the minions of the Jing Demon Division at the bottom of the mountain for so long, and I'm just about to kick the door, just to the door......"

Xiao Er came to the pit, muttered to himself, bent down, and took out an inch-sized dark statue from his chest.

This statue is in the shape of a crow, but it has three heads and three legs, and it is held in Xiao Er's hand, and even the moonlight around his hands is a little dimmed.

Holding the statue to the forehead of the shopkeeper, a cooing rooster sounded, and a black shadow was sucked into the statue, and one of the statues had bloodshot eyes.

Xiao Er was bending over, and he didn't realize that the tomb beside him had changed.

In the mound, a faint white smoke continued to rise, hovering and turning over the grave, scattering in all directions.

After a while, the white smoke in the tomb gradually stopped, and the land within a radius of ten zhang was wrapped in a thick miasma.

Xiao Er straightened up, only to notice that there was something strange around him, and looked around in a panic, but it was all white, and he couldn't see anything beyond the foot.

Above the sky, the originally bright moon has been covered by a thin black cloud, and the moonlight penetrates the black cloud and scatters into a bleak halo.

Xiao Er was frightened for a while, let out a scattered snort from his mouth, and held the three black crow statues tightly in front of his chest before he regained a trace of strength.

With intuition, he fled in the direction of the lower part of the mountain.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Er was finally exhausted and couldn't lift his feet anymore.

When he was exhausted and lying on the ground gasping for breath, his face was still as white as a suitable talent.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter like silver bells came from behind him, and Xiao Er turned around in horror, looking behind him with his hands diagonally.

But the white fog in front of him suddenly faded, but beyond the zhangxu, there was the tomb of Cuilian and the dirt pit where the shopkeeper walked.

In front of the grave stood a woman in a wedding dress, with a large red hijab covering her head and face, and the laughter of the bride was from the bride.

Seeing Xiao Er's opinion, the bride's laughter was even denser, and there was an ethereal echo in the area, beckoning to Xiao Er: "Lang Jun, Lang Jun ......"

Xiao Er gasped heavily, as if he was being choked by a pair of invisible hands, the blood on his face gradually dissipated, and a pair of frightened pupils seemed to pop out of his eye sockets.

was already terrified to the extreme, and suddenly something sounded again, and hurriedly raised the statue of the three black crows that had been desperately protecting him, and roared in his mouth: "Slut! Come on...... Come on...... I killed you, and I will be afraid of you if you become a ghost! ”

The statue did not react, the ethereal laughter was still echoing, and the bride was unaware of Xiao Er's reaction, and just beckoned: "Lang Jun...... Come on, Lang Jun......"

Xiao Er was extremely afraid, but he gave birth to a body of strength out of thin air, viciously smashed the statue in his hand at the bride, got up and grabbed a stone and rushed forward.

Before he could get closer, he saw that the crow statue seemed to be smashed into the air, passing directly through the bride's body and rolling into the distance.

Unconsciously, his body seemed to be bound by chains, maintaining a striding posture and unable to move, the blood and courage retreated in an instant, and the extreme horror appeared on his face again.

The bride was still beckoning to Lang Jun, and the corpse of the shopkeeper next to the tomb was erected, and she also waved at Xiao Er, grinning and saying, "Come, come, worship the church...... Marriage in the church...... Chapel ......"

A stupid smile gradually appeared on Xiao Er's face, but a pair of eyes were still staring in horror, and he said with a smile: "Worship the church...... Wife...... Chapel ......"

walked in front of the two with stiff steps, handed his hand to the bride, and followed the bride, kowtowing to the shopkeeper again and again.

……

Zhou Qi quietly stood on the treetops with his sword in his hand, watching Xiao Er in front of the tomb, pounding garlic and slamming his head on the muddy ground.

On the tomb, the female ghost was dressed in rags and had a hideous face, watching the blood flowing from Xiao Er's head and pounding the mud under her forehead into mud, and let out a happy scream.

He didn't intend to stop it, he had been here since Xiao Er picked up the hoe to dig a hole.

From Xiao Er's reaction and neurotic muttering, he could probably guess what this person had done to the shopkeeper's family.

What's more, the chicken horn that killed a lot of lives came from the hands of this little two.

After a long time, the sound of pounding finally stopped, and the little two was already muddy under him, and he died in a kowtow posture.

The female ghost laughed even more, more like a cry, like a scream, echoing through the old forest.

Zhou Qi didn't dare to think about how much resentment it was to make a person who was about to die soon turn into such a terrifying ghost.

I don't dare to bet on whether my cultivation can escape from the hands of the ghost in front of me.

When Xiao Er was about to die, he took out the Bayeux Sutra and inserted it into his waist, secretly buckled a few talismans, faced the female ghost, and carefully retreated down the mountain.

Before he could retreat far, he suddenly heard the sound of the ghost crying and laughing, and Zhou Qi instantly tensed his body, and a wind charm popped out of his fingertips.

Seeing the terrifying ghost in her eyes from afar, Ying Ying bowed to her side: "Childe doesn't need to panic, Childe helps the little girl get blood revenge, and the little girl never dares to do harm." ”

"It's just that the poor old father's body is still here, and the little girl can't bear to see her father exposed to the wilderness, so she begs the son to be kind and help the little girl let her father be buried in peace!"

After finishing speaking, he actually knelt on his knees and kowtowed in the direction of Zhou Qi.

The powerful ghosts in the world are all turned into unwilling resentment when people are dying.

After turning into a powerful ghost, her sanity must be distorted by the anger full of resentment, and if she doesn't leave half of her humanity, can the female ghost in front of her still preserve such a sanity?

Zhou Qi was shocked in his heart, but he didn't dare to stop for a moment, slapped the wind talisman on himself, and completely turned around and flew away at full speed among the treetops.

The female ghost stood up from the tomb, raised her hand slightly, and saw the white mist rising in the mountains and forests in front of Zhou Qi, rolling towards Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi was in mid-air, and was startled when he saw this, and slapped a few talismans at Zhou Lian, and injected the pure and pure qi into the Bayeux Sutra on his waist.

The dark golden Buddha light flashed brightly in the forest, and bursts of chanting swept through the pine forest.

Zhou Qi turned around in mid-air at the moment when the white mist rose, and quickly swept in the direction of the tomb.

Zhou Qi turned around in mid-air at the moment when the white mist rose, and quickly swept in the direction of the tomb.