The willow tops on the moon,

People about after dusk.

The faint remnant sun hung in the west, and the thin moon in the east reflected each other.

Ding!

Xichengkou walked into a Taoist man holding a banner, he was not very old, wearing a set of gray-black Taoist robes, with a drinking gourd hanging from his waist, and was pacing casually.

Xu Dao is this young Taoist priest.

His cheeks are thin and his skin is slightly yellow, but his eyebrows and eyes are extremely delicate, and he may not have opened them yet.

Xu Dao opened his head and looked around, looking at the scenery in the county. He had just finished his training from the mountain and was hurrying back to the mountain, when he passed through this county and came in to stay overnight.

Entering the city, Xu Dao found that the people around him were boiling, the traffic was like a dragon, and the people of Xu is ten miles and eight towns gathered to participate in this night market.

There was a woman selling sweet bean curd in the east, white and plump, and she was mouthful when she smelled it, and there was a storyteller and singer in the west, but it had not yet officially begun, and she was drinking tea and hanging her throat.

Xu Dao looked at the night scene in front of him, his eyes were slightly dazed, and he suddenly said: "I haven't seen it for fifteen years." ”

Xu Daofei is a person in this world, and it has been more than fifteen years since he traveled, of which thirteen years were muddy, just a peasant son who did not leave the village, until his father died and his mother died, he broke the mystery in the womb and retrieved the memory of his previous life under great compassion.

But even if he later entered the Dao Gate to practice, and the door was gloomy, he had never seen such a lively night scene.

The interest in Xu Dao's heart was aroused, he simply rolled up the banner pole in his hand, carried it on his shoulder, and played freely in the market.

On the south side, there is a small stage surrounded by a tarpaulin.

People all around watched and grabbed their seats. Xu Dao felt the novelty, and also mixed in the crowd and squeezed towards the stage together.

"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green. ”

Walking near the stage, Xu Dao looked up and suddenly found a monkey squatting on the stage. The monkeys are shaking their heads, beating gongs, beating drums, and singing songs in their mouths, which is amazing!

Not long after, accompanied by the sound of monkeys' gongs and drums, a little flower girl dressed in a red emerald jacket and combed her hair in a bun was hiding her face and walking out of the back of the stage.

Xiaohua Danyan smiled, her face was crimson and delicate, and she amazed the people around her as soon as she appeared.

"What a handsome girl!" the audience burst into applause. Xu Dao was also mixed in, clapping his hands expectantly.

Xiao Huadan walked out, with a slender figure, first bowed to everyone delicately, and then did not sing the lyrics, accompanied by the monkey's singing, dancing on the stage.

Its dancing is agile, its posture is swaying, and it falls on the stage like catkins in the wind, floating back and forth incomparably. It attracted everyone's attention in an instant.

"Good!" When the dance is wonderful, the applause explodes.

Xu Dao and the people around him all opened their eyes wide, looking forward to Xiao Huadan's next performance.

But hearing the boiling cheers all around, Xiao Huadan's face showed a weird smile.

Her eyes suddenly turned cold, and as soon as she turned around, the two delicate water sleeves on her body suddenly fell off her shoulders, revealing her two bare arms.

But what appeared in the eyes of everyone was not the white and tender flesh arms, but two white bones with no flesh and blood, one after another.

The clicky, pale bones continued to sway as Xiao Huadan's body turned.

The little flower girl on the stage turned out to be a monster skeleton, and both arms were white bones!

The scene in front of "......" made most people's cheers stuck in their throats like phlegm.

"Monster?" Xu Dao was also slightly stunned when he saw this scene, he hurriedly reached into his sleeve, pinched out a piece of talisman paper and wiped it over his eyes.

Poof! The rune paper was wiped over, and it burned without wind or fire, and in an instant it turned into a cloud of flying ash.

Xu Dao rubbed off the paper ash in his hand, his eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately squinted at Xiao Huadan.

To his surprise, Xiao Huadan did not have any demonic spirit, not at all!

At the same time, the atmosphere became eerie. The faces of many spectators changed drastically, and some of them shouted: "White bone spirit!"

When someone heard these three words, they immediately looked frightened and were about to run, but because of the large number of people around, it was difficult to get out for a while.

"Youkai!" and someone shouted feverishly: "Kill the white bone spirit!"

The scene began to be chaotic, and only Xu Dao sat on the stool from beginning to end. He frowned and thought when he heard the shouts of the people around him.

Just when everyone was half panicked and half fanatical, a Taoist walked out of the back of the stage with two strong men, and suddenly raised his breath and drank:

"Silence!"

With a leather whip in his hand, he stood on the stage and said loudly, "Don't panic! ”

The pock-faced Taoist pointed to the little flower dan on the stage and said sharply:

"This woman is the white bone spirit, good at absorbing people's yang energy and harming people's lives. Before Poor Dao surrendered to her, this monster had already killed a family of five, young and old......"

Hearing the words of the pock-faced Taoist, everyone at the scene became suspicious. But when Xu Dao heard it, a sneer appeared on his face.

Burning the eye-opening spell, Xu Dao could see ghosts and check demons within an hour, he didn't see the demonic aura on Xiao Huadan, but saw a thick blood light on the three people with pockmarked faces!

Once the bloodlight appears, it means that the person has killed someone within seven days, and he is resented after death. And the thicker the blood, the more people kill, or the more cruel the means.

Xu Dao looked at Xiao Huadan and found that Xiao Huadan was still smiling, but her eyes were full of dead silence and numbness, like a puppet.

On the contrary, the three people with pockmarked faces were holding leather whips and iron ropes, arrogant, boasting loudly about themselves, and loudly condemning Xiao Huadan, which made the onlookers shocked and stunned.

Seeing this scene, Xu Dao suddenly understood.

There is a group of people in the world who walk in all directions, make a living by stealing children and abducting them, and do everything they can.

Such people are common among beggars, who will mutilate stolen and abducted children into crippled monsters, and then use them to sell their art and beg for money, and the means are extremely cruel and unconscionable!

And most of the pock-faced three people on the stage are this kind of people!

Immediately, Xu Dao's eyes showed coldness, and he immediately wanted to kill the three pockmarked faces.

It must be known that when Xu Dao was thirteen years old, his father died and his mother died, and he was also smuggled and sold by wicked people! Fortunately, he happened to awaken Su Hui at that time, so he turned the danger into safety, and even got a blessing in disguise and entered the Daomen.

For the sake of caution, Xu Dao did not act immediately, but quietly observed and identified the surrounding personnel arrangement.

The pock-faced Taoist continued to talk nonsense on the stage, and also pulled up Xiaohuadan, and walked off the stage to let the big guy take a closer look and see it up close.

The brave man stretched out his hand and touched it, and suddenly exclaimed: "What a bone!"

Gradually, everyone in the audience showed a surprised look, vying to see the so-called "white bone spirit". There are good deeds to coax:

"Dao Chief, make this white bone spirit dance again!"

When the pock-faced Taoist heard this, he said with joy on his face: "Good!"

"You will use merit money to beat this white bone spirit, and when she suffers from pain, she will dance for everyone. ”

Hearing the words of the pock-faced Taoist, a few people in the audience threw more than a dozen coins on the stage.

Xiaohuadan's "White Bone Spirit" was hit by everyone's coins, and she didn't say a word, and she didn't dance. But the pock-faced Taoist next to her whipped her hard, and she laughed and danced again.

Seeing that the white bone spirit really danced again, everyone threw coins one after another, and the dings were all over the stage, which made the pock-faced Taoist next to him even happier.

Gradually, everyone was immersed in a curious and fanatical atmosphere, full of laughter and scolding.

"Jump, jump, youkai jump!" someone laughed.

Someone shouted, "Kill this bone spirit!" and punched the coin vigorously.

The laughter and shouts reached Xu Dao's ears, making him feel noisy. By this time, he had finished his observation and found nothing wrong.

As soon as his heart was cold, Xu Dao wanted to do it.

Suddenly, someone next to him tapped him on the shoulder, "Hey! ”

It was two second-rate people, muttering, "You also caught a few white bone spirits for us to see!hahaha!"

The laughter was sarcastic, but Xu Dao was not angry, he raised his eyebrows, and instead replied with a smile:

"Yes. ”

The two were stunned, and before they could react, Xu Dao threw the banner in his hand to the stage and smashed it on the man's face.

"Who!?" exclaimed the pock-faced Taoist.

Xu Dao stood up from the crowd and shouted, "Wu Na Dao, your white bone spirit is fake. ”

The surrounding voices were buzzing, and Xu Dao stood tall and tall, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Without waiting for the Taoist to reply, he waved his Taoist robe again, pointed to the pock-faced Taoist on the stage, and asked with a smile:

"Can you imagine seeing the real Bone Spirit?"