When Xu Huaigu was talking to a man named Kong Xiong, Zuo Qiu Xun had been examining this sloppy man.

The tattered method, the cultivation of one realm, compared with the innate sword fetuses such as Zuo Qiu Xun and Xu Huaigu, is simply the difference between cloud and mud.

But Zuo Qiu Xun is still a little interested in this man, mainly because of the little bit of Jianghu in the man.

Zuo Qiu Xun suddenly spoke, and his voice was crisp: "Then you didn't come to Lucheng to eat hot pot, what did you do it for?" The man was startled by Zuoqiu Xun's pleasant voice, and when he looked at the source of the sound, his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a lot.

He had only glanced at the woman in a hurry, and he only thought it was quite beautiful, but when he looked at it again at this time, he felt even more amazing.

Zuoqiu looked for a green silk like a waterfall, and the white clothes were better than the snow, so he sat on the side. The eyelashes trembled slightly, and a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes looked at the man, clear and energetic, giving people a refreshing and neat feeling.

The man looked at it several times before he suddenly came to his senses, and found that he had lost face, so he quickly turned his eyes and looked at Xu Huaigu apologetically, and then said a little cowardly: "I came here because of the haunting of this Lucheng." Originally, the man still felt that he was here to kill ghosts, and he thought that when the time came, he would say this sentence in front of the group with great momentum, and he would definitely make this swordsman surnamed Xu worship him very much.

But for some reason, he was very weak by Zuo Qiuxun's eyes, and when he said this, he was intermittent, and he had no confidence at all.

Zuo Qiu Xun chuckled: "Then you are preparing to kill ghosts?" The man nodded and said, "Yes." I was just passing through here, but on the way I heard about the haunting of Lucheng, it is said that more than ten people have died, and the death is extremely tragic, I can't help it, so I decided to visit. Zuoqiu looked for his head and asked, "Just you and the knife in your hand?" The man was even more weak by this question, and he even resigned: "This knife is a good knife, and it just so happens that I also know some knife skills, so it shouldn't be a problem to kill some ghosts." He glanced at Zuo Qiu Xun cautiously again, and said in disappointment, "Does the girl look down on my weak cultivation?" Zuo Qiu Xun stared at him for a long time, shook his head seriously, and said, "On the contrary, the real people of the rivers and lakes should be like you." She scooped up a bowl of wine with her bare hands, handed it to the man, and then scooped up a bowl herself, raised it to her mouth, and said, "I salute you with a bowl." Then, Zuoqiu Xun raised his head, and a large bowl of wine was sent to his mouth, and there was no drop of wine left.

The man hesitated for a while before he reacted, and said in surprise: "Thank you girl, I did it too!" After a bowl of wine, the man became more and more happy, laughed and said: "It's rare to meet someone who can look up to me in life, and I made a lot of money today!" Xu Huaigu looked at Zuo Qiu Xun's actions, and felt very proud in his heart, and when he looked at Huang Shan, his face was also full of admiration.

Huang Shan knocked Xu Huaigu with Xinhu words, and said proudly: "Look, my generation is not ashamed, right?" Xu Huaigu also smiled and replied: "Indeed, this person is a frank person. Xu Huaigu suddenly said: "Brother Kong, let's talk like this tonight, why don't you eat meat and drink wine with us?" The man patted Xu Huaigu on the shoulder and said, "Haha, I've been waiting for your words for a long time!" Immediately, the man directly stretched out his hand, tore a large piece of venison, and feasted on it.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled, drank wine one after another, and ate venison with Kong Xiong, which was very happy.

An ordinary mountain town, in the cold winter night, a seat of people talk and smile, although the realm and the opportunity are far away, but it does not hinder the happy conversation.

Although this inn is small, there is some big idea in it. …… Outside Lucheng, the Lushui River flowed quietly, and the dark night as thick as ink shrouded the river, reflecting it into the eerie black of obsidian.

The moonlight was pale, shining on the surface of the river, as if the river was covered with ashes, revealing an indescribable treachery.

By the Lushui River, there are a few little deer eating the grass by the river, waving their ears from time to time, and when they are thirsty, they will walk a few steps to drink some river water, which is very comfortable.

Suddenly, several fawns seemed to be frightened, and they all pricked up their ears and looked around in horror.

A gust of wind blew by the river, and several fawns suddenly screamed, their screams breaking the dead silence of the night, and then immediately ran away.

But before the fawn could run a few steps, it turned into a pool of blood in the wind, was carried into the Lushui River, and then rushed downstream.

The blood was quickly dispersed by the Lushui River, the moonlight by the river was still faint, and the night was still dead silent, as if nothing had happened.

An old Taoist priest in a black robe appeared by the river, squinting his eyes and looking at the mountains in the distance. The old Taoist priest didn't know which line of Taoist priest it was, and the Taoist robe turned out to be a strange black, holding a black and red wind chime in one hand, and constantly rubbing the wide sleeves of the Taoist robe with the other hand.

The old Taoist priest carefully lifted the wind chime, put it in front of his eyes and gently stroked it twice, and he liked it very much.

He shook the wind chime twice, and the wind chime made a sharp sound. The sound was not the crisp sound of a wind chime, but a bit of a howl like a ghost crying, piercing the eardrums.

The wind chimes rang, and where the fawns died, some black souls appeared out of thin air, and then burrowed into the wind chimes.

The wind chimes turned blood-red at this moment, and suddenly emitted a blood-red light, and then turned into unpretentious black again, and was hidden in the sleeve by the old Taoist priest again.

The old Taoist priest frowned, looking very dissatisfied, and said to himself: "It is really too slow to repair the wind chimes by devouring the souls of wild beasts, far less fast than humans. He stood here silently, looking out over the riverbank.

There was a man by the river again, a man dressed in a wide red coat, but he still couldn't cover his bulging belly, a woman who had been pregnant for a long time.

She walked by the river in a pair of gold-embroidered shoes, but the mud by the river did not stain them in the slightest.

The old Taoist priest looked at the woman, smiled sinisterly, and said, "How is the matter going on over there, Lucheng is still under control?" The woman replied, "There was only a little accident in the plan, and some people saw it, so I had to kill them." But don't worry, those are just small people, they don't matter. On your side, the government of Lucheng has contacted the county and is ready to send monks down to investigate and deal with this matter, what are you going to do? The old Taoist priest disagreed: "Don't worry, even those monks who eat mixed rice can manage us?" I'm already monitoring what's going on in the county, and if a monk comes, I'll take care of it, so you don't have to worry about that. I know you've always been thoughtful, how are those dead people doing? The woman smiled contemptuously and said, "Of course it's dealt with, those people's deaths definitely look like ordinary ghosts and things, so the cultivation of the monks sent down by the county will not be too high." The old Taoist priest nodded with satisfaction and exclaimed: "You are really still you, even if you have been dead for so many years, you are still so smart." There was an undisguised irony in the admiration.

As if she heard something that touched the bottom line, the woman's face suddenly turned cold: "Shut up, don't mention this again, otherwise don't blame me for turning your face!" The old Taoist priest smiled casually and was noncommittal.

The woman was displeased and said: "Then the good deal we said before, I will use the ghost pill to help your blood wind chimes return to the level of immortal soldiers, and you will help the child in my belly to re-transform and find the afterlife, but can you still count?" The old Taoist priest said: "Make a number, of course make a number, but the premise is that you have to achieve the ghost pill." At your current rate, how many days will it take to refine the entire Deer City? The woman said, "It will take about three days, and it will be done in four days at the latest." When I am promoted to the Five Realms, I will definitely be able to achieve the Ghost Pill! The old Taoist priest pursed his lips and said, "Then I don't care, I just need the ghost pill, as for what means, it's up to you to decide." The woman said, "Well, I hope you don't break your promise." The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "How can I break my promise, I have always done what I said." The ghost fetus left in your belly can indeed only be crossed through my blood wind chimes, and we are now grasshoppers on a rope, which is helping each other. The woman seemed to feel a little guilty, and murmured, "How could I have done such a thing if it weren't for the poor child." The old Taoist priest perfunctory her: "I know that you are forced to be helpless, there is no need to blame yourself, first do a good job in Lucheng." Your death is so unjust, don't you have hatred for those people? Just kill it, there are too many things in the world, and if you kill a city, you can't see it worse than those who kill only one person. The woman was silent, walked into the woods by the river, and then went to the deer city, and continued to arrange the formation of the deer city.

She suddenly appeared at the gate of Lucheng City, and then silently walked through the streets of Lucheng, as deserted and empty as ever.

Ever since she had killed a few people who were still roaming the streets at night, the whole city had never dared to let anyone out at night.

The wind seemed to be unusually strong tonight, blowing the woman's red dress frantically. She glanced at the sleepy town with mixed feelings.

Although the people in the city of Shula knew about the haunting, they still thought that as long as they did not leave the house at night, they would not endanger themselves, but as everyone knows, the people of the whole city are in danger.

Women are people with stories. She's a ghost, and her cultivation isn't low. I don't want to talk about the past, but she has gone through a long period of suffering to finally stand out among the ghosts, and the difficulties in the process are self-evident.

When she was killed and was dying, the child in her womb also died with her, and she was spelled, and like her, she would not have an afterlife, and could only exist in the world as a ghost.

And her only purpose is to want her child to be able to re-enter reincarnation, so she made a deal with the ghost cultivator in the robe, using her own ghost pill to help the old Taoist's blood wind chime return to the immortal soldiers, and the old Taoist priest then used the wind chime to help her child cross.

The old Taoist priest is a ghost cultivator, the most vicious, in order to repair the blood wind chimes, I don't know how many people have been killed. But there is a limit to the monk's killing after all, and he is also afraid of contaminating the cause and effect of heaven and earth, so he made a deal with the female ghost, letting the female ghost carry the cause and effect of killing for himself, and then repairing the wind chimes with the ghost elixir of the female ghost, so that nothing goes wrong.

The woman sometimes blames herself, she feels that she is wrong to do this, but the belly in her stomach makes her cruel again and again.

As the old Taoist priest said, there is really nothing interesting in the world, and she is used to all kinds of shabby things.

Since she is not wrong, but she still suffers from misfortune, then don't blame her for being ruthless. The woman's face gradually became resolute, her steps were steady, and she walked to the side and continued to set up the formation.

She made up her mind. This city is regarded as a sacrifice for the reincarnation of her child.