And the price of this is also very obvious, Qu Hancheng often feels that he is not himself, but one of the two monsters.

The monster with a body bent in nine circles, a fat back, and a bloody hand is called a monster.

The tiger-headed and bull-like, three-eyed monster is called Bo.

They often walk with each other in the Nine Shadows, are responsible for guarding the Nine Shadows, and often eat ghosts that have accidentally escaped from hell, as well as ghosts that have fallen into the Nine Shadows in the mountain streams of the Netherworld.

Even though these two monsters had no intention of mastering Qu Hancheng's soul, the cold and cold Nine Shadows Qi and chaotic memories they carried made Qu Hancheng very painful.

"Then let us be eaten, you are not related to us, not to mention that you don't cultivate the Tao and don't chant Buddha, you are neither a qi practitioner nor a monk, and the karma has nothing to do with you."

Xi Chunxue looked at Qu Hancheng, who often had a painful look on his face, and said slowly.

But she also knew that it was too late to say anything, and the monster had already reached some kind of contract with Qu Hancheng, like a parasite and a host in the wild.

"I really want them to eat you, and you're not very nice to me."

A relieved smile appeared on Qu Hancheng's face, lowered his head and opened his right eye to look at Xi Chunxue, who had never been far away from him, and said to Duan Lingqi, who had always maintained a long distance.

"But, that damn kindness that came out of nowhere made me hesitate. It won't be long before the ghost judge will come here, and whether he can escape from here depends on what the ghost judge says. ”

Qu Hancheng shook his head with a wry smile, and stretched out his hand to stop Xi Chunxue, who wanted to continue to say something.

"I need to be quiet."

Qu Hancheng raised his head and looked at the pitch-black ceiling, slowly closed his right eye and said softly.

Xi Chunxue looked at Qu Hancheng, whose expression gradually returned to calm, and she could only judge his emotional changes from the twitching of his brows and the twitching corners of his mouth.

"When the ghost sentence came, he tapped my eyebrows three times."

Xi Chunxue looked back at Duan Lingqi who was rubbing his claws and said.

She didn't wait for Duan Lingqi to agree to nod, so she sat cross-legged on her knees, her hands on her knees, palms facing the sky, and closed her eyes without saying a word. In an instant, her spiritual sense returned to the door of the towering pavilion.

The plaque is impressively reflected in the four simple characters that are solemn and majestic.

Yamaji Library.

Xi Chunxue pushed Zhu Hu away and stepped into it, she now wants to find the origin records of those two monsters in this [Shanji Library], and find a way to help Qu Hancheng get rid of them.

"Wait for the Venerable to come back and find the Venerable to solve it."

Duan Lingqi looked at Xi Chunxue with his eyes closed, and then at Qu Hancheng who was leaning against the wall not far away with his eyes closed, he didn't take this matter to heart, and muttered in a low voice.

The Venerable One even shouted out such arrogant words as killing Yama, it should be a trivial matter to get rid of the two Nine Shadows monsters.

Duan Lingqi slowly walked to the door of the cell, and now there are still purple-clothed ghost guards patrolling the corridor of the cell, but they will only go to the previous cell of this cell, and will never go any further.

It's a pity that Duan Lingqi watched hard and didn't see the figure he wanted to see.

That's Your Excellency.

I should have known that he should have always shown his loyalty and made that kind of flattering and respectful gesture, and he should not have turned back immediately after learning that his honorable master had lost his memory, revealing his true face.

It's stupid.

Duan Lingqi secretly cursed himself in his heart, touched the convex corner of his forehead that was about to disappear, and glanced back at Qu Hancheng.

The monster with the tiger head and the body of the cow sucked his demon soul, although the demon soul has not dispersed, but he has been lacking three hundred years of cultivation in vain, let alone turning into a dragon and taking off, I am afraid that the final catastrophe will come in advance.

If you want to find a way to prolong your life or a treasure of heaven and earth to eat, you can hide for a while.

The thousand-year-old practice of Dongxu Mountain, I don't know how many life and death tribulations he has experienced, and he just went through the python by chance, and he doesn't want to experience reincarnation again.

Not to mention his irritable temperament, the wind and rain caused by the storm caused by the battle between Yundong Lake and the little beast caused by the flooding of the river and the drowning of thousands of lives were enough to make him fall into the beast path again.

If you are unlucky, you will be sent to hell, and you will be tortured and tortured, and you will never be able to live beyond the age.

If he succeeds in winning the dragon skeleton and turning into a dragon and becomes the dragon king of Yundong Lake, then this damn evil karma will be borne by the little beasts of Yundong Lake, and the result will be a failure after all.

Instead, he was captured by the demon hunters, imprisoned in the demon prison, and finally escorted out of the harbor and sent to this vicious prison on Sangyu Island.

One level, it is also three hundred years.

There are a lot of constraints in the prison, so he can't absorb the aura of the weather and swallow the essence of the sun and the moon, and these three hundred years have cost him three hundred years of life.

It has taken more than 600 years to come and go.

Since the python turned into a Jiao, it has added 700 years of life, and it has been given a real name by a scholar, Duan Lingqi feels that God has mercy, and the avenue will be completed, who knows that he will suffer such a change in the future.

"Your Excellency, where have you been? I miss you so much right now. ”

Duan Lingqi glanced at the aisle cell and sighed heavily.

Knock knock.

The sound of footsteps step by step seemed to step on the heart of a person, and each step made the heart arrest, Duan Lingqi poked his head out of the white paper fence of the cell.

I saw that the Rakshasa Yaksha on the open-air round table outside the door of the aisle of the cell got up one after another, and the bulls and horses guarding the door of the aisle all bowed their heads, and the purple-clothed ghost pawns in the aisle were all attached to the ground.

A figure slowly appeared in Duan Lingqi's line of sight.

The man wore a red round-necked semi-long shirt, a soft-winged gauze hat, a pair of crooked soap shoes, and a rhino horn jade belt tied around his waist. He was tall, with round eyes, a face like black paint, and a sloppy beard.

"There is a lot of noise in the street of ten thousand ghosts, arguing in vain about where the wild ghosts of the Son of Heaven are?!"

With his hands behind his back, his black face ruthlessly scanning the bull-headed horse in front of him, the Rakshasa Yaksha asked coldly.

"At the behest of Lord Ghost, they were all imprisoned in their cells."

The bull head and the horse responded in unison.

"I heard that these wild ghosts have summoned the ghosts of the Nine Shadows?"

The ghost judge was not in a hurry to enter the door of the cell, and asked with a pair of round eyes looking at the bull-headed horse face at the gate with a bowed head.

"It should be good, the ghosts in the good ghost cell have all been devoured by the nine ghosts, and only the three wild ghosts are left in the good ghost cell."

The bull head and the horse face replied in unison.

"What about the Nine Ghosts?"

The Ghost Judge asked.

"It's gone."

The bull head and the horse responded in unison.

"I said that these three wild ghosts who don't know their origin must be a little strange, and I have asked Master Cui of the Yin Law Division of the Yama Palace for a book of life and death, which can check the ins and outs of these three wild ghosts.

Rakshasa Yaksha, the bull-headed horse quickly escorted these three wild ghosts to the public court, waiting for me to interrogate them carefully. ”

The ghost judge glanced at the depths of the cell, but still did not have the slightest intention of entering the cell, turned around and left the ghost prison.

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