With Ye Ku's cultivation, listening to these two people talking and chatting was just a matter of thought, but he didn't want to hear such a ghost thing, and he didn't care much about it.

It's really such a demon, and what kind of climate does the mountain ghost have, it's good not to provoke him, if he provokes, he will be directly refined into the yin and yang pool, and used to feed the black and white carp.

Twilight.

Ye Ku was quite appreciated by Jiang Heng, and he was even assigned to a separate room.

The five-colored divine light flows, black and white yin and yang, after these days and nights of hard work, it is no longer like the beginning of the big movement. Although the colorful light is abundant, and the black and white yin and yang are mysterious, it seems to be imprisoned by a mysterious force within a radius of three inches, and it cannot be removed.

This sitting is usually another night, but who thinks, the third watch misses at night.

A miserable wind blew in through the cracks in the window, the wind was very light, but there was a bad cold penetrating the skin, invading the internal organs, and trembling the body.

"Whew. Whew!"

There was a candle on the table that had burned to half, and there was a little bit of condensation of the melted candle liquid on all sides, and the candle flame was faint and bright, and the withered face of the reflected leaves flickered, like a phantom ghost.

If it is not a dry tiger roar, it is not a dragon's roar, a black shadow swept between the sad wind, like a golden lamp hanging in the miserable mist, like a wind spirit, it is difficult to capture its traces.

Although he was laying the foundation for the unity of the nine qis, he was not ignorant of the outside world, he slowly opened his eyes and said in his heart: "I heard those two people talk about ghosts and ghosts before, and I didn't care about it. This shop is doing a prosperous business, in addition to the Jiang Mansion and his party, there are many other people settled here, it is where the people gather, how can ordinary wild ghosts in the mountains dare to come here to make trouble, and it is not for me to come......"

When a monk looks at people, it can be seen that there is a spiritual light on his top, but this is not the case when ghosts look at people. There are many terrifying stories of ghosts eating people in the world, but this ghost mountain spirit is not something that everyone can mouth, like Ye Ku got the opportunity to be reborn, and used the occult method to restrain the blood and qi around the body, in the eyes of those ghosts, it is a white-faced scholar, such people are the most refreshing and delicious to eat, and it is also very helpful for their ghost cultivation.

For example, in the articles that write about ghosts and books, how can those flower elves and charms be in love with down-and-out scholars, but it is this kind of small student who reads poetry and books, is full of economy and temperament, plus a good skin that has not been vicissitudes, and is born to be close to these ghosts and ghosts.

is also a sleepless person, Jiang Heng's martial arts spirit is more than ordinary times, this night suddenly there was a yin wind coming, blowing directly he was terrified, concerned about the safety of his niece, quickly walked to the door of Jiang Zhuxi, knocked on the door into a loud noise, and said: "Zhuxi, Zhuxi, quickly open the door to the second uncle." ”

There was only silence in the room, there was no echo, Xu is Jiang Zhuxi slept very deeply, and he didn't hear anyone call the door.

The yin wind was only for a while, and the post house had returned to silence, and Jiang Heng was holding a candle flame in his hand, barely struggling to support it in this darkness.

"Am I overly worried? My stupid niece didn't seem to hear such a big movement. ”

Somehow, Jiang Heng only felt a little frightened in his heart, he had never believed in demons, but Ye Ku's words a few days ago and this gust of wind was really strange, and he secretly offended, so he wanted to break into the door directly and find out.

At this time, a little light suddenly rose in Jiang Zhuxi's house.

"Squeak"

The door opened slowly, Jiang Zhuxi stood behind the door with his sleepy eyes, his cherry-like little mouth pouted, and said angrily: "Second uncle, why are you not sleeping at night." ”

Jiang Zhuxi seemed to have just gotten up from the bed, wearing only close-fitting clothes, and got out of bed and opened the door with a wide brown robe on his body.

Jiang Heng's gaze crossed his niece and landed in the house, only to see that the eight windows were closed, a candle was lit on the wooden table in the room, and there was a slender bamboo stick at the bright yellow candle halo.

Everything was uneventful, and there was not the slightest trace of ghostly infestation.

"It's okay, I just heard some movement, so I won't let you come over and take a look. Jiang Heng was puzzled in his heart, seeing that Jiang Zhuxi really looked like he had just woken up, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, and he didn't talk about the miserable and tragic wind just now, for fear of scaring his niece.

"Oh. ”

Jiang Zhuxi seemed to be very impatient, and slammed the door shut.

One floor apart, Ye Ku's spiritual sense was far beyond ordinary people, and he vaguely felt that a ball of soul qi had disappeared into a certain place in the post house, but he couldn't tell where this soul qi had gone, and he didn't want to be nosy, so he only stopped his mind and wanted to connect with the five elements and yin and yang.

The night was especially short, and the next morning was early.

When Ye Ku pushed open the window, he saw a piece of yellow paper fluttering down, and he reached out and grabbed it and fell into his hand.

Starting with the yellow paper, he subconsciously turned his head sideways and looked up, a drop of dew dripped along the eaves, smashing on his eyebrows impartially, but the shadow of Jiang Zhuxi was reflected in his eyes.

The girl's eyebrows and eyes were thin, and she seemed a little surprised to see him, or rather panicked, like a frightened fawn and shrunk back at once.

Ye Ku felt strange in the dark, and unfolded the crumpled yellow paper in his hand, and the ghost drawing symbols on it were painted in black ink, and the strokes were incoherent and mottled, as if they had been buried in the soil for decades before being dug up.

"The person who draws this talisman doesn't seem to be purely cheating on eating and drinking, and he can still condense rough and shallow lines between the pen and ink, leaving qi on it, and he must also be a character who has cultivated his true qi above the seventh grade of mortal bones. ”

Ye withered his fingers rubbed the talismans on the paper, and the rough sand felt grinding his fingertips, like an old paper money. This rune paper has been damaged, and it has been forcibly broken by someone, and it has become a piece of waste paper.

"What did Jiang Zhuxi do when he threw it away?"

The more Ye Ku thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, when the yin wind came last night, he vaguely felt that there was a cloud of soul qi that had disappeared into a certain place in the post house, thinking of this, his face changed, and he disappeared into the room in a flash.

Upstairs, Jiang Zhuxi was about to open the door and go out, when his slender white fingers touched the door frame, and he was held down by an equally white-skinned hand that had not been stained with spring water.

Jiang Zhuxi riveted enough strength but couldn't move a bit, a touch of panic flashed on his little face, and naturally he couldn't escape Ye Ku's eyes.

Ye Ku smiled and took a step forward, Jiang Zhuxi took a step back with a straight face, the distance between the two was narrowing, he could even smell the fragrance that belonged to the girl, saw that the slightly frowning brow was overflowing with a layer of fine fragrant sweat, and saw that the cherry-like lips trembled slightly, opened several times, but did not spit out a word.

Only three or five steps, the jade body of "Jiang Zhuxi" flowed out a burst of turquoise light, the ghost qi surged, but Ye Ku seemed to have expected it, raised his hand to shoot out seven black and white Xuan Qi, blocking this small world, Gengjin Sword Zhi pointed to "Jiang Zhuxi", and all the ghost qi in her body was shocked, and she didn't dare to move.

"Jiang Zhuxi" didn't shout, just stared at Ye Ku, his eyes didn't look like hatred, as if he was looking at a ...... Enemy.

"The ghostly thing, quickly leave this girl's body, otherwise I will cut off this sword, and I am afraid that you will be destroyed. ”

Ye Ku said coldly, he is not like Yueqiu's generation, he hates such ghosts and monsters, and believes in the different paths of humans and ghosts, but this special path has a period of the same return, people are pitiful, how can ghosts not be pitiful, people can hear arguments, of course ghosts can also hear arguments.

"You're nosy, but you're a little late. When the words were picked up, "Jiang Zhuxi" not only did not see the slightest panic on his face, but on the contrary, he smiled, opened the curtain and sat up, propped his hands on the bed, and twisted out the folds like chrysanthemum petals.

"Now, I am Jiang Zhuxi, Jiang Zhuxi is me, if you cut me down with a sword, you can certainly kill me, but this poor girl is at the age of a flower, and she will be sent to the underworld by you with a sword. ”

Ye Ku only smiled, didn't mention the matter, and said, "I'm not a defender of slaying demons and destroying demons. Jiang Zhuxi, you, to me, there is no difference, if you don't kill, you are in a good mood, and if you kill, you are in a bad mood. It's only that this world is brilliant, and ghosts intrude on people's bodies, so it's good to tell a truth. ”

"Jiang Zhuxi" seemed to have no fear, raised his snow-white neck, and said angrily: "I won't! What can you do with me?"

She seems to be gambling, betting that Ye Ku will not be a killer, and betting that Jiang Zhuxi is her shield.

Gengjin Jianzhi trembled, and the three-inch golden sword was like a rainbow, and it was coming in the blink of an eye.

"Slow!"

The killing machine is now, the sword has not arrived, "Jiang Zhuxi" immediately screamed, as if he knew that Ye Ku was a person, if he didn't cut it, he wouldn't cut it, and the sword would not have any pity for the jade.

The aura around her changed suddenly, fading away from the youthfulness of a girl, and turning into a more mature temperament, but it was not ripe, like a green apple hanging on the treetops and beginning to turn red.

"Jiang Li!Is it you!?"

Ye Ku looked at the figure on the bed, and at this moment, her temperament suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but suddenly wonder, who was the ghost fox girl in the dry well in Su Qingqing's courtyard?

No wonder he felt a sense of familiarity when he saw Jiang Zhuxi, there are really people in this world who look so similar, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this fox and a girl are carved out of the same mold.

It's just that Jiangzhuxi must still be Jiangzhuxi at that time.

If Jiang Zhuxi, who put talismans on the top of his head on the day he heard the wolf howl at night, must be a girl in her early teens, there is no doubt that she will be taken away by Jiang Li, a female ghost.

With Jiang Li's cultivation, it is impossible to hide Ye Wei.

Jiang Li glanced at Ye Ku with some resentment, and said: "It's only been a few days since we were separated, and Ye Gongzi is afraid that he remembers that there is a sister named Jiang Li, and he has completely forgotten about my sister who is a ghost." ”

Seeing that it was a familiar ghost, the seven Xuan Qi were put away, and the black and white were gone, Ye Ku took two steps forward and asked, "Where did Su Qingqing and Jiang Li go?"

Jiang Li listened, accepted the resentful look, and was about to tell the story, but it happened that Jiang Heng knocked on the door, urging Jiang Zhuxi to get up and hurry, but the second uncle didn't know that his niece had been taken away by a female ghost.

Ye Ku knew that now was not the time to speak, so he glanced deeply at "Jiang Zhuxi" and said, "The coming day will be long." ”

Objects rise and disappear without a trace.