I've seen a lot of owls, but the owl laughs, that's really the first time I've seen it.

Under a pair of green eyes, its appearance looks very weird.

"Damn, this owl is smiling at us."

Huang Mao complained, probably the first time he saw it.

I narrowed my eyes and said in a deep voice:

"Leave it alone, I'll burn this talisman first!"

Say it! I took out my lighter and prepared to burn it.

But at this time, the owl that stopped on the stone awl in the cave screamed "coo-coo".

The sound was harsh and distracting.

Huang Mao couldn't listen to it anymore, so he picked up the peachwood spear and went to drive it away:

"Get lucky, what's the nonsense!"

But as soon as the yellow fur approached, the owl flew up.

But it doesn't fly far, just hovers in a cave.

"Papapa" kept flapping his wings, and the strange screams of "cooing" in his mouth kept stopping.

I didn't pay attention to it, so Huang Mao scolded there.

Now, I have brought the flame close to the yellow paper talisman and am burning it on the yellow talisman.

But the strange thing is that this yellow paper charm is like a fireproof, but it can't be lit.

The lighters were all burned, and they didn't light the yellow charm.

This weird spell can't be touched, and it can't be burned, which makes me a little annoyed for a while.

Just thinking about how to destroy this spell.

A gloomy wind suddenly poured in from outside the cave.

"Whir-hoo-hoo" blows in.

At the same time, a low, hoarse voice sounded at the mouth of the cave:

"Where did you come from, kid, who dares to make a mistake in the poor cave?"

Hearing this unfamiliar voice, Huang Mao and I were shocked, and we turned our heads together.

At this look, I saw that at the entrance of the cave, I don't know when there was already a thin black-clothed old man.

The Taoist priest looked to be about sixty years old, with gray-black hair, tied with a wooden hairpin.

Holding a handful of black long hair whisks, a pair of eyes are looking at me and Huang Mao indifferently.

Ben hovered over our heads, "cooing, cooing, and barking" owls.

After seeing this black-clothed old man appear, he flew over directly, and then landed on his shoulder steadily.

And the ghosts behind us were also frightened and exclaimed when they saw this old way appear.

"Ahh

"He's back!"

"It's over, we can't go."

“……”

As he spoke, the ghosts were all crowded into the depths of the cave, burrowing into them.

His face and eyes were full of fear for the old Taoist priest.

Needless to say, this old Taoist priest is the murderer who imprisons these ghosts.

This guy must be a demon.

Thinking of this, I feigned a calm face:

"We were passing by, I don't know this Taoist friend, Gao's surname. Why are you imprisoning these orphaned souls? ”

Whether it's an opponent or not, get to the bottom first.

The old Taoist priest glanced at me a few times and evoked a sneer:

"It turned out to be a beginner apprentice, a poor Taoist number paper soul, and those who know my name in the feng shui world are all called paper road chiefs.

These living souls are all used in the practice of the poor path. ”

After speaking, this guy waved the dust in his hand fearlessly, calm and composed.

But when Huang Mao and I heard each other's self-disclosure, our faces changed color at once.

At this moment, the heart set off a storm.

"Paper Road Long ......"

Isn't this the ghost-eating child in the mouth of the ghost Niu Er in the Tower Cemetery, what Uncle Liu said, the demon behind the female corpse?

He, why is he here?

Didn't you say, a mass grave not far from Blackhead Mountain?

For a while, my mood swings were a bit big.

With a look of surprise, Huang Mao's eyes widened, and he swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva.

Uncle Liu made it very clear during the day that this guy is not easy to mess with.

The other people in the hall can deal with him, not me and Huang Mao, who are just getting started, can deal with him.

I don't have to worry about it at all.

But this is where it happens.

Seeing me and Huang Mao's surprised expressions, the paper soul paper dao chief was slightly stunned:

"Oh! Could it be that you, these two boys, have also heard of the name of the poor road? ”

"No, no, it didn't stop!"

Huang Mao spoke nervously, and unconsciously took a step back to my side.

He lowered his voice and spoke to me:

"Brother Xu, this is a demon, what should I do?"

I let out a deep breath and squinted my eyes.

What else can be done now? If you encounter everything, you naturally have to prepare for the worst.

"Grasshopper, the grasshopper given by the blind man, ready to do it at any time."

I lowered my voice and replied.

Seeing that Huang Mao and I didn't reply for a long time, the other party didn't continue to ask.

Just smiled indifferently:

"Hey! It doesn't matter if you know it or not.

Since you two boys are destined to come here, you have seen the secret of the poor road.

The poor way will not do you any good.

So be it! Look at the two of you, you are also in the feng shui world.

Just kneel and cut yourself!

Ghosts are ghost slaves of the poor path, and they will follow the poor path to practice in the future. ”

When the other party said this, he understated it, as if he was saying a normal little thing.

But after listening to it, Huang Mao and I were very unhappy.

I just slammed it back:

"Do your daydreaming."

"That's right, you demon Dao, you actually use ghosts to practice, and sooner or later you will be hit by five thunders from the sky."

"Hahaha, five thunders in the sky? Nowadays, in this general trend, laughing at the poor and not laughing at prostitutes, is this just funny?

Hurry up! While the poor road is still in a good mood, you can do it yourself.

If you wait for the poor road to do it, you will have to live rather than die......"

When the paper chief said the last sentence, his momentum changed suddenly.

Bursts of black gas permeated from him.

In an instant, Huang Mao and I only felt a burst of gloomy aura, like a wave surging.

That kind of depressing feeling is even more uncomfortable than facing twin resentful babies in Aijiayi Clinic before.

In just a second or two, Huang Mao and I felt uncomfortable breathing.

What kind of demon path is this, and the whole body can still exude yin and evil energy?

But this guy doesn't look like a ghost.

Beneath him, there is a shadow.

But the only thing that can be determined is that this guy is very strong, and it is definitely not something that Huang Mao and I can deal with.

I gritted my teeth, endured the strange feeling of oppression, and quickly touched the blind man's weeds and grasshoppers.

And the prepared yin rice was directly pressed into the grasshopper's head.

The demon road on the opposite side also saw my movements, squinted his eyes and said:

"Boy, what are you doing?"

"Humph! You'll find out in a moment. ”

I replied coldly.

But this demon Dao, maybe I've been lonely for too long, or maybe I see that Huang Mao and I are too young, and we can't even bear the aura he exudes.

I don't think the two of us can use any powerful means.

As a result, self-confidence bursts.

At this time, there is some interest in us.

He was not in a hurry to attack us, he was very arrogant, but replied:

"Good! Poor Dao is waiting for you, look at the current juniors, what means they have, and see if you can make Poor Dao move your muscles and bones. ”

At this point, I have already placed the weeds and grasshoppers stuffed with rice grains in the palm of my left hand.

A sword finger mudra was formed in his right hand.

The chief of the demon road paper looked at it in his eyes, looked carefully, and looked a little thoughtful.

Immediately, I heard my seal whisper:

"Haste as a law, edict!"