The dark compound had no light, and there was no reaction.

There was no one around, and in the rainy curtain shrouded in the night, Song Xuan continued to knock on the door with some self-indulgence.

"Fellow, I'm really here to send warmth!"

"Open the door, open the door, check the water meter!"

"Open the door, open the door, I know you're at home! You have the ability to hook a man, you have the ability to open the door! ”

"Demon, Poor Dao can see at a glance that you are not a human, and you don't show up quickly!"

After knocking for a long time, no one opened the door.

Maybe this big house is too big, Song Xuanwu didn't notice the breath of someone for a while, and he was no longer polite at the moment, kicked open the door, and walked in with a sword in one hand.

It's a small manor, with well-built houses and a wide courtyard that doesn't look like it's uninhabited.

'Kind of interesting! ’

As Song Xuan stepped into the courtyard, his sense of martial arts clearly sensed that in the distance, there were a few eyes snooping on him, how these people's martial arts were unknown for the time being, but the means of concealing the aura were not bad.

Since the other party had no intention of coming out, Song Xuan didn't bother to take care of them, and walked directly towards the largest house in the distance, raised his hand and pointed out, and the candle in the house was directly lit.

Song Xuan nodded with satisfaction, it's really good to know martial arts, one person and one sword can go wherever they want, and they can live wherever they want, it is convenient and convenient.

The big room was empty, divided into two halls, inside and outside, Song Xuan stepped into the inner room, and found that it was a mourning hall, which was full of various spiritual positions.

The two big characters at the top of the spiritual throne are extremely eye-catching-Zhuang's!

"Zhuang?"

Song Xuan looked at the rows of spiritual positions, and then glanced at the dark and slightly gloomy manor, and roughly understood where he had come.

In the plot of Lu Ding Ji, Wei Xiaobao's childhood sweethearts seem to have been hiding here.

Picking up three sticks of incense from the table in front of the spiritual seat, lighting them and inserting them into the incense burner, Song Xuan smiled and said, "Disturb rashly, you shouldn't mind, right?" ”

Suddenly, the doors and windows of the mourning hall began to creak, and gusts of cold wind with moisture struck and blew the veils in the mourning hall.

Not only that, the sound of a woman crying faintly came from outside the door, and from time to time a white figure would float by, under this gust of cloudy wind, ordinary people could definitely be scared half to death.

"Looks like everyone welcomes me!"

Song Xuan glanced at the rows of spiritual positions and said with a smile: "It's music and dancing again, it's a little too enthusiastic." ”

With that, he found a futon under the table, and then sat down with a smile.

"For the sake of your kindness, I'll stay here for one night."

Placing the Pure Yang Wuji Sword on his lap, Song Xuan directly meditated and cultivated, not caring at all about the gloomy and terrifying environment around him.

Outside the room, in a hidden corner, four women in white gathered together, talking in a somewhat confused whisper.

"No, this man is sick, right?"

"I cried and was scared, but he felt that I was playing music to welcome him!"

A younger girl also said helplessly: "I float around, I feel like a ghost, but he thinks I'm dancing with you." ”

"Young grandma, what should I do, do you want to continue crying and floating?"

"This person is naturally bold at first glance, and it's useless to just scare, why don't I rush in and knock him out and tie him up?"

The person known as the young grandmother is dressed in white, with loose hair, red eyes and a face as white as white paper, not to mention, looking at it from a distance, it really has a bit of a ghostly temperament.

"Don't mess with him yet!"

The young grandmother hesitated, as soon as this person entered the Zhuangzi, she was chilled and her heart was beating wildly, as if a female ghost had met Yama who was walking in the world, although she didn't know the reason, but she also understood that the other party was definitely an extremely difficult master.

"Hide away, don't mess with him tonight, if this person really just stays for one night and leaves, there's no need to grudge with him."

"Yes!"

......

The widow of the dealer didn't come to provoke herself, and Song Xuan didn't embarrass the weak women, so she just sat cross-legged on the ground and continued to practice, condensing her spirit.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the gate of the courtyard.

Bang bang bang!

There was a knock outside the door, followed by a rough voice.

"Is there anyone in there? It's raining too much, so I'm here to take shelter! ”

When the voice fell, regardless of whether there was anyone inside, the people outside pushed open the gate, and then a group of people broke into the courtyard, looking around vigilantly.

"Hey, there's a light in that room, it looks like there's someone!"

In the crowd, a tall and thin old man seemed to be the leader, and waved his hand at the people around him, and then everyone dispersed, cautiously approaching the room where Song Xuan was.

"Dare to ask who is inside, can you open the door and talk about it?"

Squeak, the door is windless, and it opens suddenly.

This sudden situation frightened the tall and thin old man backwards, and only after making sure that there was no danger did he continue to look forward cautiously.

The empty hall didn't seem to be empty.

But when he blinked, he was horrified to find that a figure had appeared at the door at some point, but it had disappeared for a moment.

"Hell!"

The tall and thin old man's heart trembled, and his body instinctively wanted to retreat, but found that he couldn't move at all.

Behind him, a tall man appeared at some point, with an arm already on his shoulder.

That's it, the most frightening thing for everyone is that it is raining heavily between the heavens and the earth at this moment, but the man stands there, as if he is a world of his own, and the rain is sprinkled down, and even directly bypassed.

"Old man, there are no ghosts in this world!"

Song Xuan looked at him with a smile and educated: "That's all feudal superstition, at your age, you won't even understand this, right?" ”

The tall and thin old man held back his fear, and a smile appeared on his face.

The old man knows that there are no ghosts in this world!

The old man didn't believe it at all, but now that I see you, do I dare to believe it?

"Let go of our elders!"

All around, the group brought by the tall and thin old man saw that their leader was captured, not only did they have no fear at the moment, but shouted with a hot face: "Sect Master Hong will never grow old, enjoy immortal blessings forever, and live with heaven!" ”

The sound was like a drum, like a madness, and one by one they were extremely excited to draw out the weapons on their waists, and they were about to rush forward.

Song Xuan frowned slightly, "Divine Dragon Sect? ”

The next moment, with a wave of his robe, more than a dozen crazy Divine Dragon Sect believers felt a huge force attacking, and their bodies flew up uncontrollably, slamming into the courtyard wall.

"Ahem~~"

"Elder save me!"

Some of the Divine Dragon Sect members who had been bumped into the flesh and blood were confused, and their brains were muddy, and they instinctively crawled towards the tall and thin old man.

Tall and thin old man: "......"

I'll save your mother!

Didn't you see that this big guy was just telling me that there are no ghosts in the world?

Who made you toss?

If you continue to toss like this, I don't know if there are ghosts in this world, but Lao Tzu will soon become a ghost!