The moment the scroll was folded, the doors and windows blew open.

An even more violent yin wind rushed out and swept through the courtyard, and the frightened birds that had been hovering above the old pine flapped their wings and flew farther away.

In the other courtyards, the maid and servant shivered coldly, looking at the trees and flowers around the courtyard in horror, and hid in the room in a pale panic and did not dare to come out.

Zhou Yao stood under the eaves, his hair was moving, looking at the direction of the side yard, but he was actually a little panicked, and in an instant, he was pulled into the room by his worried wife and yelled at him: "Don't die!"

Snap and close the doors and windows.

Side yards.

The pine leaves fell into the courtyard one after another, and the blue-faced fanged ghost that fell from the courtyard wall, shaved his cheeks and long tongue, just hit the ground, and instantly kicked backwards and kicked back a few steps and hit the wall, and the wall bricks bulged outward.

Before it could recover, an afterimage crawled over the wall, and in the eyes of the great ghost, the pale arm stretched out from above, and the scarlet nails instantly inserted into a messy hair, piercing the green skin.

Burst~~~

There was a leaking sound, a white smoke rushed out from the top of the big ghost's head, the green-skinned giant body staggered and took a few steps, and a terrible scream from the white smoke resounded through the courtyard, and then, like the sound of paper tearing, there was a hiss, and the blue-faced fanged head was torn apart by the shadow behind him.

In an instant, the big ghost and the torn off head turned into smoke.

The yin wind dispersed the white smoke, and also swept away a layer of fallen leaves on the ground, entrenched and stood in front of the scholar holding the scroll in his hand, turning into a slender figure, slightly blessed.

"Childe. ”

The Taoist came over with the bowl of cinnabar tea, the water stains were shaken outside, and the smoke that had dispersed was seen on the ground, and the scraps of paper were scattered on the ground, and the outline of the paper man could be faintly seen.

Sun Yingxian smacked his lips.

"It's brutal. ”

The technique of silhouette, with the help of dead things such as water, pieces of paper to cast spells into beasts, ghosts and other servants who can be driven by the caster, although the strength is not strong, but it will not be torn apart like this.

Even if Sun Yingxian went up, it would take some hands and feet to do it, and then looked at Nie Honglian over there, and he was a little worried.

...... Rakshasa ghost, if you follow Lu Liangsheng to practice in the future, and turn into a yaksha and Shura, if you ...... one day

...... Then there really is no one to cure it.

When he was thinking about it, the picture scroll suddenly knocked on his head, and the scholar over there turned his head and said with a smile: "What are you still doing in a daze, quickly help find out where that person is." ”

"I want you to say it!"

Sun Yingxian waved the painting scroll on his head, took a sip of cinnabar water, turned out a strand of red thread from his cloth pocket and twisted it on his middle finger, picking up the confetti that the big ghost had disappeared into over there.

Burst!

Cinnabar water squirted out of the mouth, poured on the red thread and confetti, pinched the fingers, and the lips shook rapidly.

"Edict, the eight wildernesses of heaven and earth, wandering ghosts and gods, listen to my order quickly, and see its shape!"

The word 'Ling' fell, the fingertips pinched up were dotted on the red line, the silk thread became straight along the fingers, extending forward, Sun Yingxian got up and stepped back, and the middle finger tied with the red rope trembled rapidly in a certain rhythm.

Lu Liangsheng stood there quietly and watched for a while, he once heard a Taoist talk about his master, it seemed to be a big sect, and later he became a teacher, and he settled down in Liangya Mountain to practice.

"Found it!"

After a while, Sun Yingxian suddenly turned his face sideways, cinnabar red was still hanging on his lips, and the Taoist grinned proudly: "That guy is in this city, you follow the red line pulled by my mana to find it and beat him!!"

"It's good to find it. ”

Lu Liangsheng turned his head and looked at the shadow next to him, Hong Lian nodded, he didn't need the scholar to speak, he also knew, his long sleeves were flipped, and a yin wind was directly rolled up.

"Maintain the red line!" Lu Liangsheng admonished again, and the ..... began to speed up, and his body jumped on the wall.

Looking down from the night sky, among the lights of thousands of homes, the black shadow stepped on the roof and the tiles protruded left and right, speeding towards the other side of the city, occasionally stepping on the cracked tiles, causing a burst of dog barking.

Wangwang....Wang......

Rows of lanterns swayed in the night breeze on the long street, and the leader of a team of horses with torches listened to the abnormal barking of dogs, suddenly tightened the reins and stopped the horses, and instinctively looked up at a roof in front of the street, and a black shadow flashed at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to see.

"It's ..... him"

The horse's hooves circled, the man had four long-handled knives behind his back, a leather whip and a slender scabbard coiled around his waist, it was the left head of Fushui County at the beginning, his martial arts had made great progress in the past three years, and his eyesight was naturally sharper than ordinary people.

"Total catch?" "The commander of the hunt quickly urged the horse to come from behind.

Zuo Zhengyang replied with a side face: "It's okay." Thick eyebrows frowned, and then ordered: "Don't go back to the mansion for the time being, and go with Ben to catch it again." ”

"Yes!"

A group of catchers hurriedly held their knives and handed them over, clamped the horse's belly, and ran with the total catch in front.

Meanwhile.

To the west of the city, in a certain compound, Zhang Dongming stood under the eaves with his wife and concubine, looking nervously at the altar in the courtyard.

"Master, do you think Cheng'er can get the elixir this time....."

The old man patted the back of his wife's hand: "Yang Ming's real spells are strong, he should be able to." ”

When the words fell, there was a splash of fire on the side of the altar, and the Yang Ming Daoist who was casting the spell fell back sharply and stepped back half a step before stopping.

Zhang Dongming's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but speak.

"Real ....."

Over there, the Taoist raised his hand to tell him not to speak, grinned and bared his teeth, and spat out.

"It's a bit of a way, Zhang Fuzhu doesn't have to worry, it's just a carelessness. ”

As if sensing something, he sneered: "You still dare to peep at me with mana?" With a flip of his hand, his palm brushed over a bowl of blood water on the altar, and the pattern of a yin and yang fish suddenly condensed on the back of his hand.

"...... Shenjun listens to my words, and the villain is a haunter, sealing his eyes"

He stomped on his feet, pushed his palms against the candle, and a string of flames surged.

......

"Oops......"

In the other direction, Sun Yingxian's eyes were red, as if he had been smoked, and he gritted his teeth.

"Mother Yuer, dare to come to this trick!"

One hand maintained the red line, the other hand grabbed the cloth bag, and casually took a few yellow talismans and held them to his mouth, pointing to the change.

"I'll plug you too!"

The yellow talisman floated without wind and hung on the red line.

.......

"Hey—"

The Yangming Dao people let out a miserable scream, and their eyes were all black, as if they had been punched twice from the left and the right.

Angry and corrupt, the mana was connected with the red line that peeked into this side, and the mana carried the words to the table: "Poor people who miss your fellow paths, don't want to cause harm, if you are stubborn and unclear, I will move the real character." ”

"I'm not afraid, what is the ability to let the horse come!" Sun Yingxian's roar also sounded over there.

Under the eaves on the side of the courtyard, Zhang Dongming and his wife looked nervously at Master Yangming who seemed to be talking to someone in the courtyard, and the two couples naturally couldn't hear this conversation.

"This real person must be asking the gods for help, right?"

"Maybe..... real persona's mana is profound, and it shouldn't be able to parry over there. ”

In the courtyard in front of the field of vision, Yangming Daoist cut off to talk to each other, his face was gloomy and terrible, he shook off the dust, sat down cross-legged on the futon, his lips moved quickly, and Mimi coaxed to read words.

The candle flame flickered, shining on the face and flickering and flickering.

The next second.

The Taoist opened his eyes suddenly, his face suddenly became charcoal-like red, and a trace of fire gradually overflowed from Zhou's body, illuminating the entire courtyard, and then, getting up, swept away the dust, and shouted: "Go!"

The fire qi flew along the thread of mana that ordinary people could not see.

Laugh at.....

Sneer......

Sun Yingxian in the courtyard in the other direction was covered with sweat, dripping down desperately, maintaining the state of continuous red thread, and also chanting the trick, but the wide sleeves of the Taoist robe still lit up with speckled sparks, burning countless small holes and spreading towards him.

"Hiss..... so hot, hot, hot...... This guy still cultivates the art of fire aversion......" "Lu Liangsheng, you are really born by Lu Niang, hurry up." ”

In an instant, the trouser legs and robe sleeves burst into flames, Sun Yingxian gritted his teeth and cut off his mana, fell to the ground, and rolled frantically to beat the fire on his body!

"It hurts..... this way and your demon way are incompatible, wait for me..... hey, it hurts, it hurts......."

At this moment, in the courtyard of the mansion located in the west of the city, the Yangming Daoist who seemed to know the outcome patted the dust of his robe, looked at the night sky, and looked in the direction of the person who was against him.

He laughed out loud: "Hehe..... wait for me to take the elixir, and then I will worry about you!"

Walking to the altar, he shook off the dust, picked up a few pieces of paper, and flicked it: "Wait until you go and get the elixir ......."

Rustling.....

Huhuhuhu.......

Just as he was issuing the decree, the trees in the courtyard shook frantically, and a biting wind blew in from outside the courtyard wall on the east side.

The rows of lanterns under the eaves of the porch swayed wildly, and the whimpering sound of the wind made the couple feel terrified of their pores.

"What's going on?"

"Real person, why is there such a strong wind all of a sudden......"

Over there, Yang Ming Zhenren's robe sleeves swayed, and he hurriedly placed the Law Realm, took a step back, and looked in the direction of Yin Qi accumulation.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that person to send Yin Spirit Thing as well. ”

The yin and yang fish in the palm of the palm pushed violently into the yin wind, with a loud bang, a ball of fire burst into flames, and in the dimness, a woman's figure floated down, and her green face seemed to have only one head, which flashed away in the dark.

was so frightened that Zhang Dongming and his wife had bloodless faces, huddled together against the pillars.

At this moment, the two of them and the Taoist in the courtyard seemed to sense that there were still people, and subconsciously turned their heads.

A slender figure descended from the courtyard wall, dressed in a green shirt and robe, with a Pisces beaded pendant hanging from his waist, but he was holding a scroll of paintings in his hand.

When approaching, smile at the passer.

"In Xia Lu Liangsheng, may I ask about the strange things in the Zhou Mansion, you did it. ”

Behind the scholar, the darkness seemed to be twisting and fluctuating, and a huge silhouette loomed in the black outline, and an incomparably low tiger hiss, like a tidal wave.

In an instant, Yang Ming Daoren's face showed solemnity, and then lost color, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid from his sideburns to his chin.

"What is this ........... Do you want to be so big......"