Li Shuishan, who didn't know what was going on, the wooden bead boy marks on his palms were hot.

When the three sons left the temple at breakneck speed, they felt that this was a bit too strange.

The old Taoist held the bloody left eyeball in his hand, which was not the eye of the third son. This one had black and white in his eyes, as well as a purple demon, and threw him into the dry corpse next to him, and was swallowed by the dry corpse's open mouth.

He opened his mouth and muttered, "This is an eye that I have given him to grasp the divine sense, and this eye sees things that should not be seen. If he were allowed to continue to take it and become a reincarnation body, then he would definitely not be here, but in a distant place that he didn't know. ”

The place he saw was the big statue that had just entered the temple, and the dwarf old man below lowered his head as he watched the oil lamp under the Taoist statue go out.

Especially the smoke under the statue, the white smoke that was extinguished at the end, rolled up a small circle, and the circle looked like a person's face, looking at these people carefully.

This temple, which is fed by incense, is instantly less mysterious.

"What the Taoist said is extremely true. ”

"That'...... What the Taoist does, I will definitely take care of. As for ....."

Before the old dwarf finished speaking, he saw a flower cat running out of the middle of Li Shuishan's bookshelf, stretching his waist at him, meowing a few times, and the dwarf old man looked dark.

"This ......."

Suddenly, a picture scroll flew out of the bookshelf, disturbing the dwarf old man's vision.

Before he could take a closer look at the woman in the painting, he saw a divine light in front of the temple directly penetrate, making a bitter and miserable sound in the air.

"There is even a little ghost hidden in the bookshelves of this young man. To appear under the nose of the temple is to seek death. ”

The flower cat looked at the penetrated picture scroll casually and continued to fly into the distance, and Li Shuishan followed the group out of the temple. There were many rituals of worship in the temple that were not completed, and a large number of people were gathered.

And the temple was empty.

When Li Shuishan passed by the attic, he looked up at the five-story high eaves, and there was a light on the window below, and the women inside were reflected on their necks, coupled with their graceful dancing, and a wonderful desire flashed in his heart.

He lowered his head, never seeing anything.

He touched the marks on his palms again, and there was no more heat at all, and he returned to room temperature.

Walked to the front of the temple.

When the dwarf old man saw Li Shuishan, he hurriedly spoke: "Little boy, is there any evil thing in your bookshelf? ”

Li Shuishan frowned, looked at the flower cat on the side, forgot to bring it in at that time, and fell asleep lazily.

He opened the green cloth on the periphery of the bookshelf, only to find that the scroll inside was missing, and he hurriedly asked, "Is it a scroll?"

The old dwarf nodded.

Li Shuishan glanced at the flower cat a few times, and the flower cat lowered his head shyly, "I flew to the front, I may have entered the city." ”

......

By a small attic in Clear Water City.

The flower cat sniffed its nose like a dog.

It had already eaten and drunk enough, and took Li Shuishan to look for the flying scroll in person.

The storyteller waited in front of the temple with Yao Feng and Zhu Mu, and ignored Li Shuishan.

"Flower cat, why did you say Xiaoyun flew away?"

The cat held its tail, "What's the reason, I just walked out of the bookshelf, and he flew out behind me." ”

The sky was covered with a layer of big dark clouds, falling small raindrops, sticking to Li Shuishan's forehead, his compact pace was a little flustered, this was originally going to leave Qingshui City, and at this time he was going to look for the small clouds in the painting.

He stood beside a small courtyard with a man reading a yellowed scroll in his hand, and an old man beside him was tidying up what was on the ground.

Among the several flower scrolls on his front feet, he happened to see a painting with a slightly exposed corner, and only one corner of the painting was exposed. There was only one woman's finger in one corner, slender, white and tender.

Li Shuishan knew that there were some similarities in this painting, but he was not extremely sure.

He quietly approached and saw the old man's appearance, "Old woman, can I take a look?"

The old man looked at the unfamiliar figure and hesitated, "If you want to see it, just look at it." ”

For this sudden young man, the soft-hearted old man has no treasures for this ordinary and visible picture scroll, which was originally for people to enjoy. "I wanted to sell this painting in the street, but unfortunately I didn't appreciate it. Probably because it was painted by my deceased old man. Not as good as those celebrities. ”

Li Shuishan opened the painting, but his needs were not these, for fear that the storyteller would make the old man sad.

The woman in this painting is not the same as she saw Xiaoyun, but a little too charming, showing a kind of seductive color, and in a blink of an eye, the young man who was still studying here took the book and saw Li Shuishan's arrival, and read: "I can see the things in the painting at a glance....."

Some are too obsessed, but it is not a good thing, but there is also a small building in this courtyard narrator, facing the river, a middle-aged lady opened the window and saw Li Shuishan outside, when the eyes met, Li Shuishan was shocked.

This person bears a striking resemblance to the small clouds in the painting.

The old man next to him asked, "Do you want to buy this painting?"

Li Shuishan was obviously a little disappointed with the woman in the painting, and this scene was seen by the old man. She hadn't sold the painting for a long time, and this painting was the old man's younger self, and this disappointed look made her feel that her husband's departure was not unreasonable.

"Do you think that the woman in this painting is very different from me, and that it is difficult for you to accept. ”

Li Shuishan looked at the woman in the painting carefully, looked up at the old man, and found that they had similarities, one eyebrow, cheekbones, and unchanged eyes.

"No, the woman in this painting is very similar to the old woman, very beautiful. But the painting I'm looking for isn't this one, it's the one I lost. ”

The old woman withdrew her disappointed eyes and said bluntly: "Give this painting to you, you have a fate with me." I don't want to sell anymore. ”

The scholar next to him squinted, "Little brother, take it, my mother and I will soon set off for the capital and leave here." If you are fated, you will also get acquainted with a kindness. ”

Li Shuishan was embarrassed to refuse, so he had to put away the scroll.

After thanking them, the two hurried to the door.

The flower cat sniffed a few times again, and now saw the closed window in the attic next to it, Li Shuishan said, "Are you sure this time?"

It shook its head, "I'm not sure, I'm not a big flower dog, and I can't say what I smell is what it is." I just think it's highly likely, and there's a high probability of it. ”

After hearing this, Li Shuishan scratched his hair, not knowing what he was thinking.

He walked under the small building to see the woman's face again, but the woman did not open the window again, but smelled a faint fragrance at the door, which he felt for the first time in Xiaoyun.

"Please come in. ”

A subtle voice came from upstairs.

Li Shuishan walked in with the flower cat, the wooden ladder hummed, and walked out of a middle-aged man holding a picture scroll in his hand, with a trace of pity in his eyes. The man had a delicate, gentle face, a small bell hanging from his chest, and he wore a loose robe.

As his footsteps approached, a chill rose up around him, "I remember, you are the boy who followed me, why are you looking for the woman who is going to kill me?"

After speaking.

In the air, a woman was pressed against the roof by a huge talisman, and this woman was Xiaoyun.

Her eyes were cold, but she supported her body to break away from the talisman little by little, but before she was halfway there, the yellow light flashed again and suddenly made him spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood she spat out didn't hit the ground, it just turned into a cloud of mist and dispersed. He doesn't have a human body, and he can't understand the feeling of human injury and pain, but ghosts naturally have her own way of perceiving.

Some resemble the human body, but it is not.

But the ghost thing has abandoned the physical body, but has a spiritual existence.

A mental sting was enough to make them feel that it was a great sting, but Xiaoyun was enclosed in the painting, and this time it was directly dragged out, exposed to the air. Although there was no direct sunlight, the primal impulse in her mind still stimulated her to rush towards the man.

This man is the fourth son, Langbai.

There was hatred in his eyes, "If it weren't for a master who did the math for me, I wouldn't have known that there were still ghosts here that hadn't died." Now it seems that I am also half a Taoist. ”

"You helped this woman to come and kill me, so how could I let you. ”

Li Shuishan's face was calm, but he was afraid in his heart, not that this man wanted to kill him, but now he was frightened when he faced an opportunity for himself. He even forgot that he still had an unfulfilled little Taoist heart, he hated his weak side very much, he kept pretending to be strong on the outside, and kept suppressing the cowardice in his heart.

But today, all of this is a prototype.

"Xiaoyun, I will definitely help you kill him. ”

Li Shuishan's eyes showed a sharp edge, he picked up the short sword extremely fiercely for the first time, and the pattern on the sword was half-opened, half-closed, under the door and window, pulling out a long shadow.

The sword in his hand grazed his palm, like an ancient grazing man, fighting for his prey. The sword wants to see blood, and the figure is not as good as the shadow of the sword.

Xiaoyun roared on the roof, she didn't want Li Shuishan to kill him, she wanted to kill him herself.

Li Shuishan approached Lang Bai gently, his eyes revealed determination, and there were countless desires in his heart that were scratching his heart, wanting to kill him with a sword, he was extremely sad in his heart, he forgot the result he had discussed with Xiaoyun.

"No, no..."

She struggled, her hair scattered, like a shrew, and kept pounding against the roof, Lang Bai snickered on the side, "When the scroll floated in, I found that you had received a very serious injury, but fortunately, the Taoist was clever." Gave me a few talismans to get you. There is dog blood stuck to it, and ordinary ghosts will be very afraid, and you are no exception. ”

"As for you, a skinny boy with only bones left, I can send you to the West with one kick. ”

Before he finished his words, he stepped over, and with one foot, Li Shuishan, who was holding a short sword, was kicked to the ground, and the ground was filled with the smell of decay.

Li Shuishan fell to the ground and held the short sword tightly, it turned out that this was different from what he thought in his heart. He watched Xiao Yun spit out a thick black gas from his mouth, breaking free from the shackles, and said, "You are really not afraid of death, waste your soul power." Then I'll give you another talisman. ”

After he finished speaking, he casually threw out a talisman full of incantations, which gradually expanded, becoming a yellow paper that could cover her entire body. Fluttering past, pressing on her body, she was pressed to the roof again, and the black qi in her mouth was completely suppressed by the talisman, wrapped in a ball, and fell to the ground.

It slowly turned into a clean yellow paper, and there was no movement.

Li Shuishan muttered, "Xiaoyun, are you dead?"

"Dead?"

He was asking himself, the grievances he had always insisted on helping her solve, and now it was also his own opportunity, as if it had become an empty one.

Lang Bai walked over, took the sword from Li Shuishan's hand, held it in his hand, and shook it a few times, "I knew that my father would not let me get out of his control with peace of mind." But even sending you, a little boy, here to kill me, is a little too underestimating me. ”

"If I don't have the slightest ability, how can I get out of the grip of his soul. ”

Turned and walked out of the room.

......

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