The little girl froze in place, looked at her empty hands, and her eyes widened.

"Ouch......"

A groan came from the side, but it was the old man on the bed in the room, who gasped.

When the little girl heard the movement, she had a look of surprise on her little face and crawled to the bed.

The old man's eyelids flicked a few times, and he slowly opened his eyes.

......

The night passed quickly, the sky was getting brighter, a red sun had risen, and the wind and rain raging outside had stopped.

The door creaked open.

The warm light shone in, the outside world was clear, and most of the fog near the mountain village had dispersed, and only a little remained in the distance.

The little girl had changed into a set of red cloth clothes that had been starched a little white, and carried a patched bag on her back, and slowly walked out with the support of the old man.

The old man was wearing a somewhat shabby gray cloth robe, and his complexion looked better than at night, but his movement was a little inconvenient, and he carried a wooden crutch that was a little polished and shiny.

The two went out and walked towards the entrance of the village.

The old man seemed to be very weak, and he was a little out of breath as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village.

"Ahhh......h

"Grandpa is fine, although the long-haired ghost has been eliminated, but the ghost energy near the village has not yet dispersed, and sooner or later it will attract other ghosts, so we have to leave immediately. The gray-robed old man rubbed the little girl's head and said.

The little girl nodded obediently.

The two continued to walk forward, and after a few steps, a blue light fell from the sky and landed not far in front of the two, from which a graceful figure appeared.

The person who came turned out to be a white-clothed Taoist girl, in her thirties, with a goose egg face, fair complexion, and quite beautiful appearance, but her face was cold, revealing a fierce aura that is rare for women, and she was holding a white dust whisk in her hand.

"It's so thick that it's almost a ghost mist, but why don't you see the ghosts entrenched here?" said the white-clothed Taoist aunt as she looked around and said to herself.

The old man and the little girl couldn't help but be stunned when they saw the white-clothed Taoist aunt falling from the sky.

"Are you from this village?" asked the white-clothed Dao Gu who walked over, looked at the two of them, and asked.

"The old man has seen the fairy girl. The old man finally recovered at this moment, and he was about to kowtow to the white-clothed Daoist aunt in surprise.

It's just that he was sick, and as soon as he bent over, he couldn't stop coughing.

The little girl hurriedly freed up one hand to pat the old man's back, but she was young and weak, and it was a little difficult to support the old man with one hand.

"The old man doesn't have to be polite, the Venerable Master Lei Yin of the Poor Road Fuyun Mountain has just driven the clouds through this place, and noticed the gathering of ghosts here, so he came down to check. The white-clothed Dao Gu waved her left hand to stabilize the old man's body in the air, and her right hand was raised with one palm, and she returned the salute.

"Yes, yes, if the fairy aunt has anything to ask, the old man must tell the truth. The old man breathed a sigh of relief and nodded hurriedly.

The little girl hid behind the old man, holding the old man's sleeve with her hand, and looked at the white-clothed Dao Gu curiously with a pair of big eyes.

"Look at this situation, you should be from this village, have you been attacked by ghosts here?"

"Yes, my surname is Sun, and everyone calls me Lao Suntou. This is my granddaughter, our grandparents and grandchildren are natives of this Zhangjiazhuang, this village was originally dedicated to a yellow-tailed king to guard, although the people in the village are hard, but also live in peace, there are no ghosts and monsters to disturb. But the yellow-tailed king died suddenly during a thunderstorm a month ago, and then a long-haired ghost came, who came to our village every night to seduce and kill people, and the rest of the people in the village either ran away a long time ago, or were killed by the ghost one after another, and only our grandparents survived. The old grandson sighed and said sadly.

"Yellow-tailed King?" said the white-clothed Taoist aunt with a smile on her eyebrows.

"It's a yellow dog that has become a sperm. The old grandson hesitated for a moment and said softly.

"Oh, if the demon spirits can protect the common people, it is not a bad move. If you die in a thunderstorm, it should be a failure to use the power of thunder to overcome the catastrophe of transformation. The white-clothed Dao Gu nodded slowly.

When the old grandson heard this, he didn't know why, and he didn't dare to ask Aunt Dao.

"Your ancestors and grandchildren, one old and one young, are not vigorous, why are everyone else in the village killed, but only the two of you survived?"

"This ...... The yellow-tailed king placed the shrine near my house before his death, it may be that although the king is gone, Yu Ze is still protecting my family, and the old Han family still has some black dog blood, so it has been insisted on until now. The old grandson was stunned for a moment when he was asked, and said hesitantly.

The white-clothed Daoist shook her head, obviously not agreeing with this statement, her eyes swept over the two of them, and stayed on the little girl.

"Huh!" Dao Gu's eyes suddenly froze, and she looked the little girl up and down a few times, and then bent her fingers into the void.

A pure white light shot out from her fingertips, and disappeared into the little girl's eyebrows in a flash.

The little girl's body froze, her eyes immediately became a little foggy, and a faint layer of crystal white light flashed on her little face.

"It's actually a natural white tiger body! No wonder it can resist the invasion of ghost qi for such a long time, not bad, not bad......" A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the white-clothed Dao Girl.

The white light on the girl's face quickly faded, but her cheeks turned red, and her body fell to the ground unconscious.

"Daxian!" the old grandson was startled, and wanted to help the little girl, but his body was a little unstable on his feet.

"Don't panic, I just fell asleep, and it's okay. The white-clothed Daoist aunt stretched out her hand to help the old man and explained slowly.

When the old grandson heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dare to kill the people of Yizhuang, this fang is really bold! Do you know where the long-haired ghost is hiding during the day? I will go over and get rid of it in order to appease the unjust soul of Zhangjiazhuang Yizhuang. The white-clothed Dao Gu's face was covered with a layer of evil aura, faintly revealing a terrifying blue light.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I just heard from my granddaughter that the ghost came to attack the village again last night, and was removed by a passing young man. The old grandson said gratefully.

"What does that person look like, is there anything special about it?" After being stunned for a moment, the white-clothed Dao Gu changed the dust whisk in her left hand to her right hand, and asked with a little curiosity.

"The old man has been sick in bed a few days ago, and he has been unconscious last night, and he didn't see that person. The old grandson shook his head and said.

The white-clothed Daoist aunt nodded, no longer entangled in this matter, and said:

"Although the ghost thing is removed, this place is not suitable to continue, you two should leave with me first, and find another place to live. ”

"Yes, thank you. The old grandson was overjoyed when he heard this, and thanked him.

With a wave of dust, a white cloud appeared out of thin air, holding up the three of them and rushing away into the sky, and soon disappeared into the distant sky.