Fear of death and cowardice are two different things.

There is also a difference between the wicked and the bad.

This is the first time Chen Baoer has heard this truth, of course, it is from Zhao's father.

Zhao's father is afraid of death, and he is also extremely vicious, and the reason why he has never felt guilty is probably because he believes in this truth.

And Chen Bao'er just said a few more words, and Zhao's father held the big blade, grinned at his paper-thin lips, and sneered: "You want to be Guanyin Bodhisattva, that's your business!

Chen Bao'er just pursed her lips and didn't dare to speak anymore, after all, not long ago, this mean and vicious man wanted to take credit for him!

The village is actually not big, and the courtyards of the houses are not far from each other, when Zhao's father pointed to a courtyard and asked if he wanted to cut down the half-tide wooden door for firewood, he found that Chen Bao'er's attention was not on this matter at all.

Father Zhao was a little unhappy, and was about to raise his face to question, but Chen Baoer pointed to the sky with a surprised expression.

When he raised his head, Zhao's father was also stunned, completely forgetting what he was going to do when he came out.

He had never seen such a bright starfire, and the rain and fog in the sky barely reflected the starfire into a hazy red halo.

"On such a rainy night, where did the spark come from?" when Zhao's father muttered, Chen Bao'er ran away.

By the time Zhao's father reacted, Chen Bao'er was only a vague shadow, and then disappeared.

Father Zhao took a step, looked at the still thick yellow mist, hesitated, and finally only spitted, turned around with a knife and went to another courtyard, and after that, there was a tooth-sore knocking sound......

Chen Bao'er's mouth was trembling, as for whether Zhao's father came up with a knife, Chen Bao'er didn't have the heart to think about it at all, what he cared about most at the moment was the person who caused this abnormal celestial phenomenon.

You can't be wrong!

Among the Xuanmen techniques, if you want to lead down such a star phenomenon, Gang, Yin, Jue, Fa, and Mantra are all indispensable.

When Chen Bao'er was very young, Grandpa also tried to use it, but he only stepped under his feet, and Grandpa spit out blood, no matter how Chen Bao'er asked, Grandpa was just silent and silent.

This is the only little connection between Grandpa and the so-called Xuanmen in Chen Baoer's memory......

After that, every time Chen Bao'er argued with Grandpa about the so-called Xuanmen technique, Grandpa would always smile bitterly, saying that his body was broken, and he couldn't use those things.

How can the body be considered bad? Grandpa looks uninjured and sick, but why is his body broken? Maybe it's old, Bao'er thinks so!

The mud splashed under his feet, in this rainy night, was particularly harsh, in the thick rain and fog, he couldn't see the road clearly, when Chen Baoer was worried about where to go, at night, there was a faint sound of scolding, simply a word "town", the sound was not loud, but it seemed to explode in the ears out of thin air, making Chen Baoer dizzy.

And as the word fell, the rain curtain in the sky actually swayed a translucent ripple visible to the naked eye in an instant, where the ripples passed, the yellow mist was forcibly dispersed by most of it, but after the ripples, the scattered yellow mist gathered together again in a fog, but it became more and more thick.

The difference is that in the yellow mist, there are many hazy figures at some point.

Chen Bao'er stayed for a moment, and walked towards the nearest figure to him in confusion, and when he got closer, Bao'er stretched out his hand and pulled the man's clothes, and the figure turned his head, staring at Bao'er with white-eyed eyes like a dead fish, and opened his mouth to spew out a breath of black air, which fell on Chen Bao'er's face.

Bao'er only felt extremely fishy, and there was a sickly heaviness in her brain, followed by nausea from her heart, and an urge to vomit out all her internal organs.

There seemed to be a faint sneer in his ears, this laughter was strangely powerful, but it was a little familiar, Bao'er remembered that when Zhao's father and they dug the so-called demon grave before, he had also heard this sneer.

A touch of fear flashed in Bao'er's heart, in the book left by Grandpa to Bao'er, he once said that the soul cried, the ghost laughed, such evil things are entangled, it is a great evil.

The feeling of light-headedness and nausea couldn't get rid of it, Bao'er hunched over and retched for a while, only spitting out some dark green bile, fishy and sour.

Bao'er groaned in pain twice, and then staggered and ran away like a headless fly, until he buried his head and bumped into something's arms.

Before she could see it clearly, Bao'er first smelled a gray smell of grass and trees, and then some indescribable musty smell, lingering on the tip of her nose, only making her chest more and more dull.

And at this time, Bao'er heard the music, and the pipa suona was ...... It's like a red and white thing bumping into a noisy noise on a road.

Bao'er took a step back, raised her head and rubbed her eyes, the sickly heaviness in her head made Bao'er feel unreal like falling into a dream, but the rain was still so solid and cold on her face.

When he saw the scene in front of him, Chen Baoer froze, his mind was very empty, in front of him was a sixteen red lacquered sedan chair, under the sedan chair, a group of colorful little guys, their faces were white as if they were covered in powder, but they smeared a red cherry mouth on their lips weirdly, men are not men, women are not women, they seem to cry and laugh, and their expressions are like papier-mâché, which is weird.

What attracted Chen Bao'er's attention were the two huge blue and black lanterns hanging out of thin air on the top of the sedan chair, which reflected two halos of light in a lifeless manner, only dazzling Bao'er's eyes and his mind a little unclear.

The noisy music stopped abruptly, and only the faint chuckle in the sedan chair remained, so those colorful little guys also drew a smiling face.

"Come, get on the sedan chair!"

There was a voice of speech in the sedan chair, rough and rough as if it had thorns.

Bao'er's mind was empty, so he walked through those colorful little girls according to his words, and crawled into the sedan chair, the curtain at the mouth of the sedan was gently lifted by the wind, and through this corner, Bao'er vaguely saw the back of a woman.

When Bao'er got closer, a furry hand suddenly stretched out from the sedan chair and tightened Chen Bao'er's neck.

Chen Bao'er didn't seem to notice it, but still froze, until half of his body was pulled into the sedan chair, and at this moment, there was a terrible laughter in the sky, one after another.

Chen Bao'er was startled by the shrill laughter, and his eyes regained a touch of clarity, but the neck that was tightly tied made him breathless, and his face was flushed, and at this time, he saw clearly that under the long skirt of the woman in the sedan chair, there was actually a pile of dead people's couches, and the faces of the dead people piled up one by one, making Chen Bao'er's hair stand up.

The woman, but turned her head and saw the woman's face clearly, Chen Bao'er only squeezed out a few frightened moans in her throat, where was the woman, it was clearly a brute with a sharp mouth and hairy cheeks wearing a woman's clothes.

Chen Bao'er tried to struggle a few times, but the suffocation became heavier and heavier, and there was only a burst of blackness in front of him, and when he was almost desperate, he faintly heard someone shouting: "I don't know what is dead or alive!"

Then, the feeling of suffocation dissipated, and Chen Baoer only felt that he had rolled on the ground a few times, and when he opened his eyes again, there were already two more people beside him.

The youngest looked at Chen Bao'er with a surprised face: "People, living people?"

Chen Bao'er rubbed her confused eyes, looked at the soaked clothes of the two people, and after a while, she squeezed out a few words: "Taoist?

After listening to Chen Bao'er's words, the youngest one was a little cramped.

Another older one asked Chen Bao'er with a puzzled face: "Who are you, what are you wandering around here in the middle of the night?

Chen Bao'er was stunned, and only asked, "Can't you see?"

The older man was also stunned: "What do you see?"

Chen Bao'er turned his head and looked around for a long time, only to see a thin figure standing with a sword not far away, and other than that, there was no figure in the empty night.

"That's my senior brother!" Seeing Chen Bao'er looking at Fang Wenzheng, Xiao Shi scratched his hair and said to Chen Bao'er.

Chen Bao'er pointed to the seven star halos reflected in the night sky: "Your senior brother is very powerful!"

Xiao Shi was stunned, his face was at a loss, it could be seen that Chen Bao'er said these words with a very serious look, not as if he was fake, and a touch of joy suddenly welled up on his face, and he nodded like a peck of rice: "That's natural! Senior brother is naturally powerful!"

Li Xuanfeng's face hesitated, he only turned his head and snorted: "Pretending to be a ghost!"

Chen Bao'er didn't understand the meaning of these words, and asked, "Do you also know this kind of technique?"

Looking at Chen Bao'er's earnest face, Xiao Shi nodded heavily: "We have to rely on these to eat when we run the rivers and lakes, naturally we can, I'll use it for you!"

After that, Xiaoshi hurriedly untied the oilcloth burden he was carrying, took out a stack of bowls from it, and then skillfully put it on his head to come up with a "golden rooster independence", seeing Chen Baoer's stunned expression, he raised the bowl on his toes again, and came to an oolong skein, standing on the head to shoot geese.

Li Xuanfeng turned his head in embarrassment.

But the little stone did not seem to give up, put away the bowl, and took a small jar of liquor out of the baggage, poured a few sips into his mouth, blew the fire fold, and opened his mouth to spew out a fire dragon......

The astonishment on Chen Baoer's face slowly turned into shock, and finally turned into sluggishness.

Fang Wenzheng on the side glanced at it coldly, so the sword in his hand was almost unstable......