One tiger killed, and another one!

Jiang Yun pulled out his sword and continued to fight with the other white tiger, although it was one-on-one, it was too dark to have the upper hand at all.

"Damn, I'm here to help!"

Song Che gritted his teeth, flew down the tree trunk, picked up a branch, and joined the battle.

Liao Heng hesitated on the tree for a moment, took a deep breath, and climbed down.

Although the two did not play a decisive role in the battle, they distracted the white tiger, Jiang Yun seized the opportunity, rode on the tiger's back, stabbed with a sword in his left hand, and an iron fist in his right hand, and smashed it against the tiger's head!

After more than a dozen punches, the white tiger finally couldn't support it, and his body fell down as soon as he crooked, Jiang Yun stabbed two holes in its throat again, and the hot tiger blood poured all over his face, and he turned over and lay on his back on the ground, panting while letting the rain wash his face:

"Add money...... Money must be added! ”

Song Che and Liao Heng looked at each other and smiled, and also threw away the branches, and lay on their backs on the ground, and for a moment, the three of them laughed unconsciously.

"Hahaha......"

"These two wild white tigers are full of treasures, you can sell them for three or five hundred taels for less, let's go to Yangzhou this time and don't have to sleep in the open." Song Che sat up, wiped the water stains on his face, and said with a smile.

"But this tiger, I'm afraid there are four or five hundred catties, how can we carry it?"

Just as they were in trouble, they suddenly heard a donkey's cry, and looked, the donkey was standing not far away, leisurely eating tender grass.

"Whoever dares to be stupid in the future, I will be the first to jump out and refute."

Song Che pulled some vines, made a trailer, wrapped the two tiger corpses, and dragged them forward with the donkey.

The vines are slippery, the roads are lubricated, and they tend to slope gently, so it is not too difficult to pull up.

In this way, after walking along the boulevard for half an hour, the trees began to thin, but the rocks increased, and the road was no longer so silky. Pulling eight or nine hundred catties of raw meat, even the donkey brother felt powerless.

"Why haven't you arrived at the mass grave yet?" Liao Heng's tone was a little compulsive

After the tiger's mouth escaped. Demons? can go. He. Mother. Yes!

"You're so brave to explore the way?" Song Che said with a smile.

"I won't hide it from you, the most hated things in my life are those who use demons, ghosts, gods and Buddhas to confuse the world, even the current emperor is bewitched by them, obsessed with immortality all day long, where is the camp in this world-"

But before he could finish his words, he seemed to step on something slippery under his feet, and fell into the straw cage with his head, and he grabbed the thing and was about to curse, but with a pinch of his finger, it happened to be stabbed into the eye socket of the skull.

"My mother!"

He hurriedly threw away his head, and hurriedly shrank back, and by chance, his hand was propped into a skeleton, on the left, and on the right, all of which were broken bones, and he couldn't put together a complete one.

At this moment, I can't shake it off, "Bad luck!" Amitabha, the Emperor Zhenwu ......"

How atmospheric he was at that time, how embarrassed he was now.

"Aren't you not afraid of demons and gods? Why do you need Amitabha? Song Che crossed his waist and laughed.

Liao Heng leaned his facial features and shouted, "You still have the heart to laugh!" Help me get rid of this filth! ”

In the originally dark night, a faint fluorescent light drifted with the wind, looking at the tombstones of Hengqizhuo, the heavy rain washed away the soil, and the corpses were exposed, and the bones dyed green were hideous and terrifying, even if they were silent, they could hear their painful wails in the wind and rain.

Jiang Yun picked up the corpse with a sword, pulled Liao Heng up from the ground, and said, "It seems that we don't have to look for it, this is a mass grave." ”

"There are a lot of people in the world who expose corpses to the wilderness."

"Go down and look for it, there should be a temple."

The three of them walked down the mountain road outside the gang for another two miles, and there were countless corpses washed down by the rain along the way.

Jiang Yun really respected the deceased, he walked in front of the donkey, he could have cleared the obstacle with his feet, but each bone would be picked up with his own hands and gently placed aside. Such a person, the ghost will definitely not want to be embarrassed.

As the "ghost fire" gets brighter and brighter, a ruined temple looms by the side of the road.

In the mass grave, there are either vicious gangsters who have been beheaded, or poor people who have unjustly killed no one to collect their bodies, and they are not superstitious or not.

The temple is better than the ancient temples encountered before, and some incense will be given to the merchants and travelers along the way for peace.

"It's finally here." Liao Heng wiped the water stains on his face and couldn't wait to enter the temple.

"Wait a minute." Song Che hurriedly grabbed him and pointed to the door: "It seems that we are not the only ones who have come to spend the night in this temple." ”

There are many noisy footprints and horses' hooves in front of the temple gate, judging from the degree of water accumulation at the stampede mark, it should have been left not long ago.

If you want to go south, you must pass through Shimalin and mass graves, the peddlers and pawns have already stayed in the Huaxi Tavern, and the people who can make these marks, Song Che can only think of the group of swordsmen who passed by quickly, there is no figure in the Huaxi Tavern, then they should also enter the Shimalin.

On such a cold and rainy night, no matter how much there should be a fire, the temple door is wide open, and there is no light in the black hole.

"Whether there are people or ghosts in it, what's the harm of spending the night?"

Despite this, Jiang Yun still held his hand on the hilt of the sword and walked step by step.

"Huhuhu......"

"Crunch ......"

The wind blew, the rain fell on the eaves, and there seemed to be a few things hanging on the beams at the entrance of the temple, which were constantly shaking.

The black light is blind, and I can't see it clearly, but the appearance looks like a person.

Even Jiang Yun couldn't stop his steps, turned his head and asked, "Brother Liao, is there a candle flame?" ”

Liao Heng groped for half of the baggage, took out half of the candle and the fire sickle and handed it over.

Jiang Yun lit the candles, Song Che and Liao Heng used their bodies to block the wind, and the three of them approached the door of the temple with the beating firelight.

Before I arrived under the eaves, I actually saw clearly that it was indeed a person hanging on the beam, and it was still a person who had a relationship.

The six swordsmen were neatly hanged on the beams of the house, they stared at the three people at the gate of the temple with their eyes congested due to suffocation, and their hideous and terrifying appearance was terrifying.

"Brother Chen, you scolded right before, they really didn't live to Ming." Liao Heng said with a dry smile.

Song Che frowned: "Is it artificial?" Or is it a ghost? ”

Jiang Yun pouted: "I hope it's a ghost." ”

Liao Heng glanced around and rubbed the goosebumps on his shoulders, "Do we have to spend the night here?" It's not a good place to be, whether it's a human or a ghost, and I always feel like there's eyes on us in the dark. ”

Song Che sighed: "Ghosts are not frightened, people are not afraid, the most troublesome thing is the person who pretends to be a ghost." ”

"Then people will kill people, and ghosts will fight ghosts."

Jiang Yun drew his sword and swung it, and the six hanging corpses fell to the ground together.