There is a ridge in the southwest of Erxian Mountain, because the mountain has many wattles, so it is called Jingshan. There is a small village in the middle of the mountains, called Xiongjia Village, and thirty or fifty families in the village are surnamed Xiong, and they are hunters who live on the mountains. At this time, it was night, and the hostess of a family at the entrance of the village was softly coaxing her seven or eight-year-old son to sleep: "Li'er, go to bed quickly, and my father will come back when I wake up tomorrow." ”

"I don't, I'll wait for my dad to come back and sleep together. "Little boys are generally mischievous, and this little one is no exception, and no matter how much his mother tries to coax him, he doesn't want to go to bed so early.

"Li'er, your father is busy hunting, and they won't come back until dawn, so let's sleep first." The young mother whispered again.

Although the little boy didn't make trouble this time, he became curious, took his mother's arm and asked, "Mother, don't you all say that the mountains are very dangerous, why do you want to hunt at night with my father and uncle?"

"Alas, who wants to risk their lives to hunt at night, it's not those damn monsters who force it. The young mother complained a few words, and then remembered that it was a child who was talking to her, and how could she understand this. So he cleaned up his mood and said, "Li'er, why don't you sing a song to you?" But let's say it first, you have to sleep honestly after listening." ”

"Yes, yes, my mother sings the best. As soon as the little one heard this, he immediately lay there honestly and quietly listened to his mother sing.

Tonight, the boat is in the middle of the stream.

Today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince.

Shame is good, not shameful.

The heart was annoyed and unstoppable, and learned that the prince.

The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king.

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The woman's light song is really tactful and chic, refreshing, with a lingering sound, and a feeling of endless for three days.

In fact, although this Xiong clan is only a hunter, the origin is not simple, its ancestor is the Yellow Emperor, the emperor God, and the Yellow Emperor Ji Xuanyuan is also known as the Xiong clan, and their branch takes Xiong as the surname. They originally lived in the Central Plains, but later due to the increasingly fierce struggle between the various ethnic groups in the Central Plains, their distant ancestors moved south between the Xia and Shang and came to live around this Jingshan Mountain.

"The singing is really good, my ghost car is a little reluctant to do it to you. There was a strange laugh, followed by the sound of wings flapping, like wheels circling.

The woman was still thinking about the prosperity of the Central Plains, and she was frightened when she heard this strange laughter, but at this time, she suddenly remembered the legend of the ghost car, and pounced on her son.

The ghost car, also known as the nine-headed bird, is red like fire, with dozens of wings wide, and loves to suck people's souls. There is also a legend that it was originally ten songs, but one of them was bitten off by a tengu, and the head that bit off was dripping blood all year round. As long as the blood drops on a certain family, it indicates that it will come to take people's souls at night.

The woman knew that this monster liked to suck the souls of children the most, and pleaded sadly: "Ghost car god, my son is still young, please let him go!"

"Quack, I'm not a god, I'm just a monster who likes to suck souls, it's useless to beg me. The monster then turned smaller, and then took on the form of a human, and sure enough, red blood slowly dripped from the top of its head, opened the door, and slowly walked inside.

When he entered, he found that the woman was dead in front of the child, and with a cold snort was about to suck her soul away, when she heard a loud shout, and then a purple lightning thunder overhead, which frightened the ghost and rolled to the door, and then flew out of the room, changing back to its original appearance.

When I looked up, I saw a black-faced bearded man with an iron whip sitting on a black tiger, looking at him coldly. The ghost car knew that it had met a strong man who was uneven, so he said in a deep voice: "I am the ghost car, the son of Jiufeng." Who are you?"

"I'll sue you before you die. The man said coldly.

"Presumptuous!" all reported to their homes that this black-faced ghost still dared to be so presumptuous, the ghost car was furious, and the nine heads roared in unison, and then fluttered eighteen pairs of wings, rolled up gusts of wind, and rushed straight towards the man.

The bearded man didn't move, and the black tiger under him saw that the ghost car pounced on him before he dodged. The bearded man took advantage of the situation to raise his hand and whip the head of the ghost car, only to hear a pop, and the head of the ghost car was smashed again, and there were still eight heads left.

The ghost car screamed in pain, knowing that it was not an opponent, and planned to flee with its wings. At this time, I saw that the man jumped down from the black tiger, his body turned to the back of the ghost car, the iron whip was no longer needed, and the two big halberds were broken one by one.

The nine heads of the ghost car had been knocked out three in an instant, and knowing that it might be impossible to escape today, he screamed: "Who the hell are you?"

"I am the hook that tears the liver, the sickle that pulls the lungs, the blade that breaks the intestines, the sword that cuts the heart, I am the fangs of darkness, the claws of the night, I am the power, the fear, the flames, I am Luofu Zhao Gongming!" The man was furious, roaring and saying penetrating words, and every time he said a word, he smashed the head of the ghost car, and when Zhao Gongming's three words came out, he just crushed the last head.

It turned out that Zhao Gongming had nothing to do today to visit a friend, and when he passed over Xiongjia Village, he happened to see a mark made by a ghost car dripping blood on the roof of this house. He had long heard that ghost cars like to eat people's souls, especially children's souls, so he waited around, and at night the ghost car really came.

The ghost of the ghost car floated out of the corpse and fled towards the east. Zhao Gongming jumped down from the rapidly falling corpse, shook his robe sleeves and ignored it with a sneer. At this time, I saw a flash of purple light in the east, followed by a scream, Zhao Gongming looked up, there was still the shadow of the soul of the ghost car, but there was a person standing there, holding a purple gourd and looking at himself with a kind smile, it was obvious that the soul of the ghost car was taken away by that person.

"People say that Luofu Zhao Gongming is jealous and hateful, and it is true when I see it today. Journey to the East Xiaoxian Zhuo Bufan is polite!" Excellence Yao bowed to Zhao Gongming and said with a smile.

It turned out that Zhuo Zhuo was originally rushing to Danxia Mountain to see Thetis, and when he came here, he happened to see Zhao Gongming riding a black tiger and hiding on the side. Although he didn't know who this black-faced bearded man was, he also felt the powerful mana on his body, so he stayed by the side and secretly observed, he could see the whole process of Zhao Gongming's hunting of ghost cars clearly, and he couldn't help but think of making friends, so he deliberately closed his soul to meet each other.

"Haha! Be polite and polite!" Zhao Gongming is a straightforward person, and he returned the salute and came to Zhuohu, looked up and down a few times, and said with a smile: "Dongyou Xiaoxian, so you are from the West, Vedic Immortal?"

"I have traveled to the Vedas, but I am not from there, but from the Far West. Excellence shook his head.

"Crossing the land of demons?" Zhao Gongming nodded when he saw Zhuo Zhuo after speaking, and immediately became excited, rubbed his hands, and said with a look of eagerness: "It seems that the little brother is not simple, are you interested in fighting?"