"What?"

The Ghost Shadow Sword finally showed a look of surprise and suddenly looked at Zhao Butang.

is also a person from Wuling, Zhao Butang can be said to have become famous under his nose. If it weren't for the use of the knife and the avoidance of the edge of the sword, the two would have already clashed.

It's just that he didn't expect that he was the son of the enemy?

At this time, Zhao Butang's face changed greatly, and the tanuki's words of revealing the truth caught him a little off guard.

- It is not a pity that he died, but because of this, he was implicated in the dart game and even his relatives, and he died blindly.

"Wenshan Shilu Village, do you remember the old thief?"

Zhao Butang was stunned, so he simply broke the jar and asked, gritting his teeth.

"Wenshan?"

Ghost Shadow Sword squinted his eyes and muttered for a long time: "When the old man was young, he often dart past Wenshan, except for the first time he encountered the blindless bandit and killed three people, he never drew his sword here again, could it be that you are the thief?" ”

Zhao Butang's whole body trembled, and his face turned pale.

"Impossible! My uncle and Qi Darthead are close friends, how can they ...... How could it be ......"

As he spoke, Zhao Butang slowly closed his mouth, his pupils trembled slightly, and his lips trembled.

Seeing this, the Ghost Sword shook his head.

- The soldiers and bandits are also a family.

"Sure enough, it's a broken thing in the rivers and lakes of tangerine peel and rotten grain, and there is nothing new at all."

The raccoon, whose curiosity was satisfied, stretched lazily: "Now that the grievances are clear, it's time to talk about business." Old horseman, this immortal is lacking a sword-wielding boy, look at you is suitable, are you willing to serve this immortal? ”

Zhao Butang's face changed greatly: "What do you mean by this?" ”

The tanuki flicked his tail: "This immortal promised to help you pick off the head of the Ghost Shadow Sword, but I didn't say that I wouldn't accept the soul of the Ghost Shadow Sword?" ”

Seeing the conversation between the two, Ghost Shadow Sword smiled: "General Tiger is going to accept the old man as a ghost?" ”

Tanuki said, "Exactly! ”

The ghost shadow sword sighed, hung down on the side of the bed with his feet, held the Tangxi sword, and slowly stood up: "I have walked too much at night, it is inevitable to see ghosts!" When the old man walked the dart, he saw a lot of demons, but it was the first time he had seen someone as arrogant as General Tiger. ”

The tanuki shook his head: "You dart masters are good at everything, but not at all - don't cry when you don't see the coffin!" ”

"Meow—"

A scream like a deep spring estrus screamed, and it exploded!

But when he saw the ghost shadow sword suddenly come out of the sword, a sword cut off a piece of the tip of the cat's ear, and the tanuki screamed in pain.

"You're looking for death—"

The tanuki screamed, and its body suddenly rose up, as big as a fierce tiger, and pounced on the ghost sword with a whimper.

Unexpectedly, in this process, the ghost shadow sword has already swung out several swords, and the sword is bloody, and the cat hair sprinkled all over the house.

By the time the tanuki turned into a tiger, it was already covered in colors and drenched in blood.

Fortunately, the spell has been revealed, and the wind descends from the tiger, spitting poison like thunder.

A tiger roared, not to mention the sixty-year-old Ghost Shadow Sword, even the young and strong Zhao Butang, was also roared to the point that his blood was surging, and he couldn't hold back his blood pressure in a mouthful, vomited into his throat, and was swallowed again.

When the tiger roared in all directions, the big giant claws of the bowl rushed to attack, if the bell flew into the sky, it would destroy the rape and destroy the test!

"Boom!"

The tiger's claws slapped on the bed, blasting the precious red sandalwood into slag, but the tanuki screamed.

But I saw that the ghost shadow sword that avoided the tiger's claws was already short, and a sword pierced into the armpit of the tiger, only a stone's throw away from the heart!

"The old horseman—"

Gritting its teeth, the tanuki slammed into the wooden wall and ran for its life into the mountains.

"Ghost Shadow Sword, take your life!"

Zhao Butang, who had never wielded a knife, looked desperate, roared angrily, and raised the broken knife to pounce.

"Swing—"

Tangxi's sword swing broke the knife, and he also shifted a thousand catties in four or two, pushing Zhao Butang to the side.

"If you have the courage to die, why should you give up your life?"

The Ghost Shadow Sword suddenly retracted its sword, turned its back to Zhao Butang, and admonished in a deep voice.

Zhao Butang panted like a cow, staring blankly at the ghost shadow sword that turned away from him, as if he was unguarded, his heart was surging, and he gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

The room saw a mote of dust, and the sword had been sheathed.

The dormitory fell silent again, and it wasn't until the insects leaped that the Ghost Sword suddenly covered his mouth and coughed violently.

"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem......"

The cough was heart-rending, and it took a long time before it subsided.

Ghost Sword sat on the chair and poured himself a cup of tea and drank it, and then he came to his senses.

"Time is not forgiving!"

Before the sigh of emotion fell, a voice continued the next sentence.

"Only the cultivation is really high!"

The Ghost Shadow Sword, who had never been frightened by the tanuki, trembled all over his body, and said in a lost voice: "Who?" ”

Outside the hole that was broken by the tanuki, a Taoist priest in Tsing Yi stepped on the clouds.

He is very young, but he is only in the age of the weak crown, looking at the dust like an immortal, he is bowing his hand: "Poor Dao Mingchen, I have seen the ghost shadow sword, I have been looking up for a long time!" ”

The Ghost Shadow Sword's face sank, and then he shook his head and smiled: "It is said that the longevity of the king of Hades!" The old man didn't believe it at first, but looking at this situation now, the king of Hades will not stop if he does not achieve his goal? ”

Mo Chuanguan'er: "The old man misunderstood, the poor road passed through the treasure land, and when he heard the fighting method, he came over to take a look, there was no injustice and no hatred, how could he have bad intentions?" ”

The old rivers and lakes of the Ghost Shadow Sword, where is he willing to believe Mo Chuan's words?

Still, he smiled and said, "Really? I don't know what it means in the long run? ”

Mo Chuan raised his feet into the house, looked around, and said with a smile: "If you have nothing to do, you will go to the Three Treasures Palace, and you can see that the old man is also a cheerful person, so he said bluntly." Poor Dao fell in love with the old man and wanted to replace it with the baby. ”

The Ghost Shadow Sword tightened the scabbard with his left hand and said, "Oh? What is it? ”

Mo Chuan said: "Don't worry, the old man is respected, why don't you read the poor Dao baby first?" ”

Ghost Shadow Sword narrowed his eyes and nodded for a while: "Since this is the case, the old man will be cheeky to take advantage of the elders." ”

"As it should be!"

Mo Chuan gave up his hand, and then talked eloquently:

"There are three treasures in the poor Dao, the first treasure is the method of cultivating the truth of the Daomen, called the method of worshipping and fighting, which can lead to the light of Chen to refine the body and cultivate the immortal body!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and the bright moonlight emerged from his palm, illuminating the bedroom as if it were day.

"This second treasure is the five-grain meal method, which can eat rare medicinal materials, nourish the body, and refine the Yuan Qi, without worrying about the residue and poison."

Mo Chuan waved his hand again, and several copies of nails and hundred-year-old medicinal materials were listed.

"This third treasure is three tiger hairs, burning incense and a little bit of incense, which can summon the mountain monarch to save his life!"

The sound fell, a tiger spontaneously combusted without wind, and a fierce tiger emerged from the incense, saw Mo Chuan, immediately transformed into a human form, and arched his hand: "Xiaoyun Shanjun, I have seen the Taoist!" ”

"It's okay, I'll call you to see the destined person."

Mo Chuan raised his head slightly, pointing at the Ghost Shadow Sword.

Seeing this, Xiao Yun Shanjun silently arched his hand towards the Ghost Shadow Sword, and his figure immediately faded away, like a future.

"How does the old man feel about these three treasures?"

After Mo Chuan finished showing, he asked with a smile.

"Immortal art in the world, I dare not imagine."

Rao is ghost shadow sword is well-informed, and this scene in front of him can be called a fairy descending to earth, which still makes him dumbfounded, his mouth is dry, and in his heartbeat like a drum, he asked worriedly: "Dare to ask the immortal chief, what do you want?" ”

"How about Poor Dao exchange these three treasures for a fine iron sword in your hand?"

(End of chapter)