You Fang Lao Dao rode a green ox and walked around the town, but in the end he didn't gain much, so he had to return to the Wengu Inn with a sigh.

The shopkeeper Tong stepped forward to ask Lao Dao why he sighed, and Lao Dao said: "Your town, it is difficult to do business! If this is the case tomorrow, Lao Dao will not be able to afford to live in your inn!"

As he spoke, he shook his head with emotion and walked to the backyard, "Go to Hugh, go Hugh!"

Shopkeeper Tong shook his head with a wry smile, "Life is not easy for anyone!"

Lao Dao waved his hand, "Don't worry, rest assured, Lao Dao has lived for nearly 100 years, and he has never done anything like accommodation without money, don't cry poor with Lao Dao, the shopkeeper." ”

The Taoist chief laughed, and he sighed. Xiao Zhu, where did you die? Send the Dao Leader of the Third Courtyard a pot of Nanjian to burn it, this wine is invited!"

"Then I would like to thank the shopkeeper for his kindness!haha......"

The old man who got the cheap smiled and returned to the small courtyard with brisk steps.

Back in the backyard wing, Lao Dao fell on the kang, and a small puppet quietly came out of the ground, jumped into his palm, and a divine consciousness came out of the puppet.

"Oh, did you find a nice place?"

"More than 100 miles away from this, there are no other sects within 3500 miles, but it is feasible!"

After receiving the information brought back by the little puppet, Lao Dao secretly thought to himself.

After thinking for a while, there was a knock on the door and the voice of the shopkeeper, "Dao Chief, I'm Xiaozhu, I've brought you wine, can you come in?"

Lao Dao got up and said, "Xiaozhu, just put the wine on the table in the courtyard, and Lao Dao will come." ”

There is an August laurel in the courtyard, the osmanthus is fragrant, there is a stone table under the cinnamon, the petals fall all over the table, in the afternoon the stone table under the tree is cool, smell the cinnamon fragrance, but it is also a good enjoyment.

As soon as the shopkeeper Xiaozhu put the wine and peanuts, Lao Dao had already pushed the door out, and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhu! I don't have any spare money to reward, so why don't I give you a divination as a reward?"

Xiaozhu smiled and said, "No, no, I still have something to do outside, so I won't bother to say goodbye." ”

Xiao Zhu bowed down and retreated, secretly despised in his heart: Poor! Old liar! Have you never seen a swaggering Taoist priest in Xiao Zhu? You are far from them!

Lao Dao shook his head and sighed lightly, "No one knows the poor Dao Iron Hexagram, it's a pity!

Xiao Zhu covered his mouth, turned and trotted away.

Lao Dao picked up the wine jug, poured himself a drink, flicked his wide sleeves, and quietly put a small puppet drilled in the mud behind him into the sleeve of his robe.

Half an hour later, another puppet slipped from its sleeve to the ground.

This little doll is different from other small dolls, the little doll also has a small cloth bag hanging on its body, wears a light blue robe, and carries a small sword behind it.

Moo......

Baa......

In the evening, an old woman led a cow and a sheep and left the plum blossom town.

The cattle and sheep kept calling, and under the afterglow of the sunset, there seemed to be tears flashing in the eyes of the cattle and sheep.

After five or six miles, night fell, and the figures of the old aunt and the cows and sheep disappeared into the night.

In the moonlight, a small man the size of a palm, dressed in a green shirt, quietly wandered through the grass, following the old woman and the cow and sheep from a distance.

In the inn, You Fang Lao Dao was still sitting under the osmanthus tree and pouring himself a drink, and no one knew how he could drink a pot of wine for so long.

But the long and short sighs, the words that the fate is unlucky, the time is not good, and the road is difficult, it is inevitable that the people in the courtyard next door will listen to it.

At the same time, in a deep mountain and old forest outside the town, a young Taoist priest came out of the ground, and he quietly jumped on the branch and looked up at the moon.

After a while, he pinched his fingers to perform the Dao method, turned around, and then went into the ground.

A moment later, in a valley a hundred miles away, a young Taoist priest appeared on the cliff.

He leaned down and looked down, looked at the valley where the vegetation was flourishing and the yin qi was lingering, and said in a low voice: "This is it! It is indeed a natural place where the yin qi gathers, there is no formation, there is no mountain and water array...... I hope these yin qi can share the power of the Heavenly Tribulation for me!"

The young Taoist priest said, jumping off the cliff and falling against the wind.

After a moment, his brows furrowed slightly, "There is an ancient tomb underneath! Yin Qi naturally gathers here, and the owner of the tomb is probably already corpsed!"

"Forget it! If this ancient corpse really dares to come out, that's right!"

He secretly smiled to himself, and arranged a formation in this valley, "I hope that this nine-song thunder guide array can effectively disperse the power of the thunder robbery......! It shouldn't be a problem!"

Sixty or seventy miles away, in a deep mountain, the old woman walked into a valley with a cow and a sheep. In the valley, the vegetation is luxuriant, but it has gradually withered yellow, and there is a feeling of softness when you step on it. But in the face of these still some blue weeds, the cattle and sheep are not interested.

A wizened old man came out with a lantern, "It's back!"

The old lady said 'um' and took the lantern, "That guy didn't do anything to you!"

The old man shook his head and said in a low voice: "We have done this for him, even if we pay off the favor we once had, he is just afraid that we will run away, and he doesn't want to kill us." ”

Walking into the valley, the valley in the dark night seemed to have a wave of water waves, and the figures of the old woman and the thin old man, as well as a cow and a sheep disappeared.

The little man who was following the old woman raised his eyes and looked, then took out eight spirit crystal dolls from the small package, and then assigned talismans and flying swords to each little puppet.

The valley within the formation is not as desolate and primitive as it looks from the outside, there is a courtyard inside, and there are pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard, but the lights are all green and miserable, and it is a little crazy.

The old lady came to the courtyard with a cow and a sheep, stretched out her hand and pressed it on the back of the cow and sheep, and then grabbed the skin of the cow and sheep, and pulled it up, and a cowhide and a sheepskin were pulled off the cow and sheep.

The cattle and sheep, where are the cattle and sheep, they are clearly two women, one big and one small.

If Lao Dao was here, he could see at a glance that these two women were the little lady and the little girl with pigtails that he stopped to read for her during the day.

At this time, the two women were already in tears, constantly begging the old woman for mercy.

It's a pity that this old lady still has daytime kindness, with an old face, and there is no pity at all.

The little lady wanted to resist, but before she could get up, she was kicked by the old man, and scolded with an old face: "If you don't want to die, just give a certain An!"

The old lady squinted at the little lady and walked straight into the main room in the courtyard.

There were several pitch-black coffins on both sides of the main room, and on the futon in the middle, a middle-aged man with a thin and pale face sat cross-legged.

When the old aunt walked into the main room, the middle-aged man raised his head, grinned, and showed his white miserable white teeth, "Aunt Qi, how is the harvest today?"

Even the voice was a little eerie, like a low, hoarse bellows.

The old aunt said expressionlessly: "Jin Musheng, I have already prepared the nine boys and girls born in the lunar year and the moon that you want, and I will also give you a delicate twenty-eight young lady to cheer you up, and the favor between us is also clear, you can let us go!"

Jin Musheng, a middle-aged man, threw out a porcelain bottle casually, and said with a smile: "This bottle of elixir can cure the corpse poison on the two of you, this time, it is indeed troublesome to you, just because it is inconvenient for me to come forward in person." In order to express my gratitude, I can introduce a business to the two of you, there is a noble person over there in Yuedu, some troubles need to be dealt with by some inhuman warlocks, the remuneration is generous, if you two are interested, you can go to Yuedu, and I will also go over then. ”

At this moment, there was a burst of shouting and reprimanding from outside the valley, "Who is the demon, dare to kill innocent beings here, and if you don't come out quickly to confer the head, the poor Dao can leave a whole corpse for you!"

"Senior brothers, cloth sword formation!"

"Yes, brother!"