The fire is thin, and all thoughts are scattered.

A faint blue fireball roared out, making the inside of the hall a blue glow, visible even from outside the courtyard.

The ghost, Ah Guang, was instantly enveloped in flames.

This kind of flame can burn the remnants of obsession, and at first it was fueled by remnants in the ashes of old incense.

After the application, it is to take the goal as the torch.

Never die, extremely vicious.

"Yikes!"

With a terrible scream, the ghost Ah Guang was covered in blue fire, and his skin and flesh melted like wax oil.

The ghosts are invisible, but the fire burns the soul and the remnants, so it makes such a tragic situation.

Call~

The blue flames flickered, and out of nowhere, a force surged up, and it fell backwards and disappeared in an instant.

Zhang Biao's thick eyebrows were upside down, and he suddenly felt bad.

The Flame is powerful, but the downside is that it takes time to burn and cannot be turned into ashes all at once.

But the imp can break free, but with the help of external forces.

It's the big ghost in the witch temple!

Although Zhang Biao didn't know what means the other party used, how could he let him escape, so he immediately sat cross-legged, drove the face of the beam, and jumped forward suddenly.

The surrounding scene changed instantly.

The hall was rotten and tattered, with mildew as far as the eye could see, and there was no rain outside the door, but a gloomy fog shrouded it.

The ghost, Ah Guang, was wriggling on the ground.

He had now become a black shadow in human form, and although the fire on his body was easy to extinguish, it had been burned to the point that it was almost crumbling.

And around its neck, there is also a circle of flesh and blood intestines, which continue to stretch, leading into the fog outside.

The ghost was on the verge of shattering, and it was no longer able to move, and it was all dragged by this thing.

This guy is going to run!

Zhang Biao didn't bother to check it, and then pinched out a pinch of powder and recited the ghost spell.

Call~

The blue flame erupted, and Ah Guang completely dissipated, and the last cold resentment quickly converged and concentrated.

Whoa... Three Yin rune beads rolled down.

At the same time, the fire ignited the sausage.

The intestines suddenly twisted, breaking into two like earthworms, half of which was burned into ashes by the fire, and the other half swished and retracted into the white mist.

Zhang Biao hurriedly picked up the beads on the ground.

Cool in your hand, it has become a spell weapon, and you only need to throw it at the enemy to cast a trick: Yin Curse.

Within line of sight, you can cast a spell on the enemy.

However, he did not have a trace of excitement, but looked out the door with a solemn face.

Fang Cai's sausage is definitely the power of the big ghost.

Could that thing,

Already out?

Zhang Biao did not hesitate to run the beam.

When the ghost Ah Guang dissipated, most of the resentment was absorbed by the Yin Fu Liuzhu, but some were integrated into the Dou Mian Beam.

It's small, but it's enough to break through the fog.

Almost instantly, the darkness and white fog outside the door quickly dissipated, and the field of vision continued to expand.

The courtyard outside has long since decayed and collapsed.

As far as the eye can see, there are all kinds of dilapidated buildings covered with mildew, and large areas of ruins and broken walls, like the end of the world.

Farther away, a large black shadow was disappearing.

When Zhang Biao saw it, he almost threw up.

It was a wriggling mass of flesh wrapped in the souls of pregnant women and children, waving their arms, twisting and struggling, surrounded by a dense mass of bloody sausages......

Unfortunately, before he could use his Spiritual Eye, this thing quickly disappeared in the southwest.

That place is where the Witch Temple is located.

At the same time, Zhang Biao also had some understanding.

That thing just now, it's not some blood sausage.

It's the umbilical cord and the placenta!

Witch Temple,

Suppressing a ghost mother!

…………

Hula...

The autumn rains are getting heavier.

On the coffin, Zhang Biao slowly opened his eyes, unloaded the beam of the face and stuffed it into his arms.

He walked out the door and took a deep breath.

Although the house is still full of corpse stench, it has lost that cold and sticky feeling.

The autumn rain wraps around the night breeze, which makes the brain feel refreshed.

Putting on the Tai Sui mask and picking up the lantern hanging next to him, Zhang Biao slowly walked out.

When he came to the door, he was silent for a moment, then turned around and said, "Don't worry, that ghost mother, Zhang will destroy it sooner or later!" ”

Smack!

Fang Fang's body that had just sat up due to the ghost curse fell back one by one......

………………

"It's out! It's out! ”

Looking at the lantern firelight, Cui Laodao shouted.

"Really... Really extinguished? ”

The little leader's voice trembled, too.

He also vaguely saw the blue light of the inner house, and hurriedly looked at the surrounding cats and dogs.

All the cats and dogs no longer barked, but shivered when they looked at Zhang Biao, and some were tired and fell asleep in the rain.

After Zhang Biao came out, he said in a deep voice: "The evil has been eliminated, and the corpses of those women and children are stained with evil spirits, and they must be cremated to keep them safe." ”

After that, he was silent.

The little leader suddenly realized, and hurriedly bowed his hand carefully: "Mr. Tai Sui, can you send these things for you?" ”

Four thousand taels of silver, nearly three hundred catties.

Coupled with the large and small wooden boxes containing medicinal herbs, it is really difficult for one person to take it.

Zhang Biao was silent for a moment, and then said, "Give it to Daoist Cui and I'll get it from him later." ”

Cui Lao Dao hurriedly agreed, "Tai Sui Immortal Master, don't worry, Lao Dao, I will wait for you at any time." ”

Zhang Biao nodded and strode out the door.

Along the way, his back muscles were tense at all times, ready to deal with the difficulties of the Yichong Society.

Fortunately, these guys are quite particular, and until they left the manor, no one around them.

Zhang Biao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly blended into the rainy night.

On the high wall in the distance, the white-clothed swordsman Tong Xuan slowly appeared, watching his figure disappear, only then did he frown and quickly return to the small courtyard.

He bowed his head and said, "Master, that person has already left, why don't you send someone to keep an eye on Cui Laodao?" ”

"I do have some skills."

Gu Qiu put down the ancient book in his hand and said slowly: "The evil things in the door have been removed, we will immediately start preparing to go to Moyun Cliff, don't provoke right and wrong." ”

"Sometimes if you want to do things, you don't have to end up in person, release the news to the outside world, there is Tai Sui in Yujing City, who is a master of Xuanmen, and Yichong will be grateful to him."

The white-clothed swordsman Tong Xuan suddenly understood, "Now that evil things are everywhere in the capital, naturally some people will be curious about his identity, just to help us divert our attention, the master is clever." ”

"Go and prepare, and leave early."

Gu Qiu waved his hand and asked the white-clothed swordsman to retreat, then looked at the "Secret Secrets of the Inner Mansion Xuanzang" in his hand, frowned and muttered: "It's a pity that the inner library is burned, there should be other secret books, and I don't know who secretly recorded it..."

…………

The next day, the sky cleared.

In the small courtyard, Zhang Biao was naked, and as his chest rose and fell, his muscles continued to tense and relaxed.

Then, he opened his eyes suddenly, and let out a long breath, and the white mist was like a sharp arrow, whistling out half a meter before dissipating.

A hint of joy flashed in Zhang Biao's eyes.

The first trick point on the Du Pulse was finally opened, and although the speed was slow, it was also an improvement.

The Three Yang Sutra is mysterious, but refining qi is a dripping of water through stones, and the body must adapt step by step.

According to the lineage of the Omian Jiangliang, cultivation should not only conform to the way of heaven, but also go against the current.

It's a balance.

Once a certain method progresses rapidly, it will inevitably pay a corresponding or exponential price.

This is still good, some people can't hold it, and it is likely that they will be infected with the body and soul and turn into evil things.

After doing this, he went back to his room to clean up.

The ghost Ah Guang has been eliminated, this kind of ghost trapped in the spirit world for hundreds of years, has its own mode of action, but it is not so easy to find.

In a short period of time, the ghost mother ran out of helpers.

Next, it is necessary to create a place for cultivation.

The batch of materials of the Yichong Society was enough to support him to repair until the beginning of spring next year.

Knock knock!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Zhang Biao opened the courtyard door and saw that it was Zhou Dalang next door, carrying two big roosters in his hands.

He was a little embarrassed and said: "Brother Zhang, don't blame, my father is confused, the day after tomorrow, I will send you two chickens to taste." ”

"It's okay, but I'm sorry for you."

"Brother Zhang, don't!"

"Take it!"

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly, and just stuffed some silver.

Father Zhou next door has been blind and can't do any work since he was blind and can't see the light, and his temperament has changed greatly.

Squatting at the door all day long, scolding from time to time.

Cursing Zhang Biao two days ago, he happened to hear it.

Zhang Biao was naturally too lazy to care, but he suffered Zhou Dalang, dragging his lame legs to raise livestock, and on the other hand, he had to endure his father with a strange temperament.

I only sigh that the world is impermanent, and good people may not have a good life.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao was silent for a while, returned home, took some silver, and prepared to buy some gifts.

Wang Zhutou has always been angry about him leaving the six gates, and feels that he has not taken good care of his old brother's son.

Although the ideas are different, as the only remaining elder in Yujing City, Zhang Biao naturally wants to come to the door when the autumn festival is approaching.

After the festival, it was time to start rebuilding the old Taoist temple...

…………

Zhang Biao is considered to be idle for the time being.

Among the six doors, the atmosphere is solemn.

Inside the prison, the torches were blazing and dim.

Chief Catcher Guo An, Zhuge Shenzhuo, and Hawkeye Xu Bai have all arrived, all with indifferent eyes.

On the wall of the dungeon, the Fashan monk was chained to the wall, covered in blood, and he was already angry.

The cell boss and torture master, "Black Hades", was carefully selecting the tools and muttered: "In the hands of the old man, it is not so easy to die. ”

"Don't worry, we have time..."

With that, he picked up a thin needle, pulled up the monk's right hand, and slowly drilled it down the nail cover.

"Ah——!h

Monk Fashan couldn't help but scream wildly.

After a while, Zhuge Shenzhu said lightly: "Recruit it, no one has been able to survive three days under Brother Yan, sooner or later, why should you suffer?" ”

"Hey, hey... Hey..."

Monk Fashan was covered with cold sweat, slowly raised his head, stared at everyone, and smiled like a ghost: "You... You eagle dogs, you really made a big mistake. ”

After that, he closed his eyes and recited the Buddhist scriptures:

"The relics, the five turbidities come into the world, the ten evils are born, the sentient beings are heavy, and they are greedy and jealous..."

"Buddhas, out of the world of turbidity and evil..."