Little Stone got drunk because he accidentally swallowed a mouthful of liquor into his stomach.

Li Xuanfeng pinched the cheeks of the little stone, looked helpless, and shouted at Fang Wenzheng: "How long do you still pretend to be a ghost? After tonight, the little junior brother will definitely be seriously ill!"

Chen Bao'er was a little unhappy and blamed Li Xuanfeng: "When you use the technique, you are most afraid of being disturbed and distracted, you are also a member of the Xuanmen, don't you know these taboos?"

Li Xuanfeng was stunned, and only smiled miserably and asked, "Xuanmen?"

After saying that, Li Xuanfeng was silent, and on the other side, Fang Wenzheng finally turned his head, but his eyes were full of sadness: "Third brother, take the little junior brother, you can leave first!"

Before Fang Wenzheng's words fell, Li Xuanfeng picked up the small stone, turned his head and was about to leave, but after only taking a few steps, he couldn't help but turn around and asked Fang Wenzheng: "Aren't you leaving?"

Seeing this, a smile and relief flashed in Fang Wenzheng's eyes: "If I can fight this evil thing, I will naturally look for you, if I can't fight, for the sake of the same door, you can choose a day to collect the body for me!"

Li Xuanfeng's body trembled imperceptibly, and his voice also had a hint of strangeness: "Fang Wenzheng, I know you are pretending to be a ghost, there are no outsiders here, who are you going to pretend to be?"

Fang Wenzheng leaned over slightly, put the sword in his hand in front of his eyebrows, and touched a piece of yellow paper from his waist with one hand.

Through the rain curtain, Chen Baoer couldn't see what was drawn on the yellow paper, but felt that the strange lines were red and warm.

And then, the yellow paper spontaneously combusted without fire in Fang Wenzheng's hand, although it was a rainy night, but the fire was not affected by half a minute, the yellow paper burned out, and the lines on it seemed to come alive and disappeared into the sword body, and the fire that was dyeing the sword was as red as red.

Chen Bao'er smiled, looked at Fang Wenzheng, there was only joy in his eyes, yes, there are magic numbers, naturally there is a Xuanmen, Grandpa has never deceived him, how is this not gratifying!

At this time, Fang Wen turned his head a little pale and looked at Li Xuanfeng: "Senior brother, look at it!"

Li Xuanfeng didn't know what Fang Wenzheng asked him to see, and when he was about to ask, he heard some strange words in Fang Wenzheng's mouth, and vaguely heard Fang Wenzheng reading: "Three soul boys, seven spirits and real people, and five directions are ......."

The words fell, the whole rainy night changed color, the Big Dipper, the seven stars shrouded Fang Wenzheng, gathered at Fang Wenzheng's feet, and reflected the whole land with a touch of smooth jade, and finally, the stars disappeared into the surface and dissolved, and the muddy rain accumulated on the ground was as bright as a mirror at this moment, reflecting Fang Wenzheng's reflection clearly.

Li Xuanfeng was already stunned, his face full of horror.

And the red-red sword in Fang Wenzheng's hand finally moved, rose out of thin air, and finally hung above Fang Wenzheng's head.

And Fang Wenzheng stepped forward, and pinched a sword trick with both hands: "With the ground as the mirror, with the sword as the shape, the universe is magnificent, and the screen is too clear." Taixing Kuidou, the five elements and the seven truths, all evil manifests, the evil demons are corrected, I order the heavens and the earth to order, please collect the demons, town!"

The word fell, and the sword hanging above Fang Wenzheng's head was faintly scattered into a dense sword shadow at this moment, and in the sound of sword groaning in the sky, the sword shadow mixed with the rain and rained, and in the rainy night, there were terrible screams one after another, which made people's scalp tingle.

And when Li Xuanfeng saw the ghosts constantly being reflected on the mirror-like ground, the whole person staggered and collapsed on the ground, looking up to the sky and crying bitterly.

Fang Wenzheng bit his index finger, drew a Tai Chi pattern in the palm of his hand, and then casually pulled it among the sword shadows in the sky, and hissed: "Demon!"

Chen Bao'er only felt that a gust of wind was blowing in his face, blowing his face into a depression, and at the same time, Chen Bao'er saw that the sword momentum that Fang Wenzheng was holding in his hand was getting thicker and thicker, and finally tore apart the group of colorful little guys, cut off the red-painted sedan chair, and the red dress of the woman in the sedan chair was also broken in an instant......

The yellow fog in the sky dissipated in an instant, and those ghosts were gone, leaving only a cry for mercy.

Yes, beg for mercy.

Chen Bao'er rubbed her eyes countless times, and then she was sure that in the mud, the one who was crawling on the ground was indeed a yellow skin.

The yellow skin was just a vigorous kowtow, begging for mercy at Fang Wenzheng: "Dao Ye spare his life, Dao Ye spare his life!"

Fang Wenzheng lightly lifted his sword, pointed the blade at the neck of the yellow skin, and said coldly: "I spare your life, when will you spare the lives of those who died?"

The yellow-skinned man burst into tears, sat on the ground, his face full of fear, and shook his head in defense: "How dare the little ones kill people, pray for them to eliminate disasters and accumulate merits to help them cultivate, this is what the little ones dream of!" Where dare they kill people!"

The yellow man seemed to see Chen Bao'er, and crawled over at a trot, hugging Chen Bao'er's calf: "Xiao Langjun, Xiao Langjun, you have to testify to me! Although the little one bit you, the little one never thought of harming people!"

Chen Bao'er knocked on the door of his head, looked at the yellow skin with sharp mouth and hairy cheeks on the ground, and said after a while: "It's you?

The yellow skin was like being amnestied, and nodded again and again: "It's not, the little one just wants to chop some firewood, and then ask for some fire from your house, so as to dispel this evil spirit, and finally met Xiao Langjun, the firewood didn't get it, and the two lanterns on his back blinded his mind, and the little one behind him didn't know anything, and when he woke up, the Taoist master was going to cut me, so you have to beg for mercy for me......"

The yellow skin said energetically, but Chen Baoer's expression became more and more ugly, and the depression in his heart became more and more serious: "This evil spirit, didn't you do it?"

The yellow man shook his head and nodded again: "Since the drought in the early years, the government has dug graves everywhere, and the dead qi has leaked out, and some evil qi is normal, but according to common sense, these dead qi exposed to the wind and sun will soon disperse, where can it be gathered to such a degree! The small ones are also curious, thinking that it can be whitened, and it can be regarded as a merit, but in the end, they found that someone is deliberately gathering these evil qi!" The little one followed all the way, and when he got here, including when the officials pressed Xiao Langjun to dig the demon grave before, the little one was also quietly watching in the dark, think about it carefully, when digging the grave, there is nothing weird?"

Chen Bao'er was silent for a long time before he said: "I remember, the demon grave, the earth qi has been extinguished, full of Jedi lines, the grave bag is dry and cracked like a turtle shell, looking at its momentum, but it is like a dead dog turning over, and the grass roots are rotten, and the smell is incomparable, indicating that the corpse qi has been so thick that it is about to pass through the leylines, according to this method of viewing the earth, it is clearly a place to raise corpses", there must be corpses! But the strange thing is that when the grave bag was dug up and the coffin was opened, there was nothing but the gusty wind and tattered clothes, I still remember, there was a demon thunder flashing in the sky at that time, such celestial phenomena, either murderous or disaster, as a result, although they broke the demon grave safely, but in the end they did not spend this night peacefully, they were almost dead!"

Speaking of this, Chen Baoer thought of Zhao's father, and I don't know how this person is now.

When the yellow-skinned man heard Chen Bao'er's words, he shrank his head and his face was full of horror: " Xiao Langjun, that's right, the grave is indeed an extremely terrible thing, but, when you open the coffin, that thing has not had time to come out, it was caught by someone, the small one followed all the way, to this place, accidentally found my traces by the person, and wanted to use the evil qi to raise me into a demon out, the small one was unwilling, so he had to put some housekeeping skills, so that it was convenient for himself to hide, but the evil qi gathered by the person was too strong, killing the people in the village, not to say, even the small one had nowhere to hide, and finally found that Xiao Langjun You lit a bonfire, and the evil spirit could not be approached, so the small one also did the same, and wanted to get some fire, and as a result, it became like this......”

On the side, Fang Wenzheng staggered over, lifted the yellow skin, and asked in a hissed voice: "You mean, I tried my best to break it with all my might, but you are a brute who is easily played with between the palms?"

The yellow man wanted to cry without tears, and asked for mercy, but he didn't want Fang Wenzheng to suddenly drop it, turned his head and roared at Li Xuanfeng with a dead face: "Go! Take the little stone!

At this time, Chen Bao'er's face was also frightened, and the night sky above his head, at some point, faintly glowed with a touch of blood red......