Withered vines and old trees, small bridges and flowing water.

Since the nightmare of Old Man Chen began three months ago, this long-forgotten backyard has become lively again, with monks and Taoists constantly coming and going, chanting, altars, transcendence, and inviting gods......

The backyard, which originally showed a kind of decayed beauty everywhere, was made of black smoke miasma, yellow paper covered the sky, and green smoke was filled.

"Dao Chief, my daughter is in the dry well in this backyard, held hostage by ghosts, and I hope that Dao Chang can rescue the little girl......"

Outside the backyard door, the grief-stricken Old Man Chen said with a little choked up, the torture during this time has exhausted the essence of the Old Man Chen, and the whole person looks old and decrepit, and there is a little bit of death on his body.

"Hehe, Master Chen, don't worry, it's just a ghost, Master Dao, I'll catch it. However, Master Chen should not forget the benefits promised before. ”

The vicious Taoist glanced at Old Man Chen, patted his chest, and said in a big way, and then, as soon as his voice changed, his tone revealed a bit of eagerness to point out the benefits.

"Please rest assured that even if you can't get rid of that powerful ghost, my Chen Mansion will also give you a reward, and I will never treat the Daoist badly. ”

Hearing this, the vicious Taoist finally grinned and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"That's good, Master Chen is here for a while. ”

As he spoke, the vicious Taoist took the lead and stepped into the backyard, followed by the fool.

"Smack!"

As soon as he stepped into the backyard, when he was gone, the vicious Taoist turned around, and his originally good face instantly became extremely gloomy, and he suddenly slapped the fool behind him.

Like a gourd, the fool turned around twice on the spot, and finally couldn't stand the force, and the gray package on his back fell to the ground with a "bang", smashing out a heavy soil pit, and countless gold and silver treasures shook out of it, and the gold was dazzling. If it weren't for the brass stick with a black banner hanging from his right hand, I'm afraid I would have collapsed on the ground.

"Hey...... Master, hehe...... It hurts ......."

The fool turned his head in a daze, and saw that the vicious Taoist was staring at him fiercely, grinning and smirking, and as he spoke, he rubbed his own skin, and shouted that it hurt with some inarticulateness.

"Do you still know that it hurts? Why don't you hurt to death! I will be embarrassed to Dao Ye, and I will kill you sooner or later. ”

The ferocious Taoist seemed to be angry, pointing at the fool and scolding, and after a full quarter of an hour, he gradually stopped.

"Phew, a fool, don't keep up yet!"

As he spoke, he took the lead and walked towards the depths of the inner courtyard.

Behind him, the originally stupid apprentice looked at the back of the Taoist leaving, and there seemed to be an unusual color surging in his eyes, but if he looked closely, it seemed to be no different from usual, and he still looked silly.

It was almost evening, and the sky was a little dark. The grass and moss are dense in the cracks of the old stone bricks, and on the stone road, a few pieces of yellow paper stained with dew lie alone, and occasionally there are two crows chirping, coupled with the gusts of wind that blows from time to time, giving people an eerie and terrifying feeling.

It's just that they don't care about people or in vain, they don't care about the surrounding environment at all, and the deeper they go, the heavier the yin qi around them becomes, and finally the two of them stopped next to a dry well.

The dry well in front of me is completely made of bluestone, the diameter of the wellhead is about half the size of a person, and the bluestone is tightly seamed, so it is obvious that the craftsman who built the well was very skilled.

"The yin qi in the dry well is condensed but not dispersed, and it has turned into ghost qi, thinking that the soul of this Miss Chen family should be inside. Hehe, 100,000 Yin Souls, there are still seventy-two people left, Dao Ye has collected it for seven years, and this Yin Soul Banner is finally about to be completed!"

The ferocious Taoist licked his lips, took the copper rod and black banner from the fool's hand, and rubbed it carefully, as if he was caressing the girl's skin, with a disgusting look of enjoyment.

"Huh...... Hehe......"

The fool held a half-human-sized gourd, staring at the Taoist and smirking.

Glancing at his apprentice, the Taoist didn't pay attention to it, stretched out his head, and looked into the dry well, which was so dark that he couldn't see anything. The Taoist didn't care, and took out a pale yellow talisman paper from his Taoist robe.

The size of the rune paper, the red lines of cinnabar dancing with dragons flying and phoenixes dancing on it are similar to those things used to fool people on the surface, but with the two fingers of the Taoist holding the rune paper lightly rubbed, the lines on it seemed to light up, and then, an extremely hot force spread from the rune paper.

A faint muffled sound of "pop" startled, and the already blazing rune paper in his hand was directly annihilated, turning into an egg-sized fireball.

The fireball in front of him was dark red, and if it weren't for the constantly beating flames, it would look like a piece of blood jade floating in the air, but the high temperature escaping from it made the surrounding air faintly distorted, which was obviously caused by extreme heat.

At the moment when this fireball appeared, the cold and humid air around it instantly became hot, as if it was next to a fireplace, and with a wave of Dao Ren's hand, the fireball seemed to have received some kind of force and fell directly towards the well.

The fireball talisman, the most common low-level rune paper in the world of cultivating immortals, seals the spiritual power in it, and stimulates it directly when it is used, without consuming its own spiritual power, and the power is not bad.

As the fireball fell into the well, the yin qi that was originally condensed in the dry well exploded directly like cooking oil on fire, and the yin qi that could not be seen by the naked eye was like thick smoke, rolling out from the wellhead, but the kung fu of half a cup of tea had already filled the surrounding area for more than 30 zhang.

A piercing, icy feeling permeated the surroundings, and at the same time, the yin wind rose one after another, and a spiritual fluctuation containing strong anger spread out from the rich yin qi.

"Huh, it's a ghost thing that hasn't been condensed yet?!"

A black light flashed in the Daoist's eyes, and after a moment, a touch of surprise appeared on his face.

At the same time as the vicious Daoist observed the other party, the yin qi in front of him suddenly rolled violently, and in the blink of an eye, the yin qi condensed, turning into a three-pronged evil ghost, and with a roar, he rushed towards the Taoist.

"Evil animal, looking for death?!"

It seemed that he didn't expect the ghost thing in front of him to dare to take the lead in attacking him, and the vicious Taoist was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became furious, and the black light on his palm was swallowed, and he slapped the attacking ghost thing on the head.

After all, the ferocious Daoist is a cultivator of the sixth layer of qi refining, and in the face of this kind of ghost thing that has not yet condensed and formed, there is no slightest pressure, and between the palms of his hands, he only hears the sound of "pop", and the seemingly fierce and hideous ghost thing is directly scattered and turns into a cloud of yin qi again.

With a successful blow, not only did the Daoist not have the slightest expression of joy on his face, but became a little more serious.

"Hmph, it's a bit of a doorway. ”

The Taoist snorted coldly, and his tone was a little unkind. As for the fool on the side, he sat on the stone next to him, holding a big gourd in his arms, and found half a greasy oil cake out of nowhere, and giggled while gnawing on it, as if he was watching a monkey show.

However, in two breaths, the ghost that had originally collapsed into yin qi condensed again, but this time it turned into a ghost with a tiger's head and a human body, roared, and flew in the direction of the Taoist again.

This time, the Taoist did not rush to make a move, but shook his body, dodged, and at some point there was an extra rune paper in his hand, which was gently urged, and was directly attached to his chest.

Suddenly, a thin layer of golden mangs centered on the rune paper spread out towards the surroundings, like a soft golden robe, just wrapping the Taoist in golden light. At the same time, the black banner in the left hand of the Taoist gently shook it and moved it to the front of him.

"Hehe, a natural ghost, it can defeat ten Yin Souls, it seems that Dao Ye has good luck today!"

The fierce Taoist showed greed, and with a fierce force, he inserted the Yin Soul Banner straight into the ground, and then sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and his hands quickly pinched the seal, and suddenly, the spiritual power in his body condensed into a ball, and with the seal that the Taoist pinched up, it ejected towards the Yin Soul Banner.

As the spiritual power continued to be infused, the black surface of the banner slowly stretched out, and there was no wind to automatically, and at the same time, a dark and obscure aura spread from the surface of the banner.

The ghost creature who was originally dancing with its teeth and claws, trying to break through the golden light cover, seemed to feel the danger, and a look of anthropomorphic horror flashed on his face, and he turned around and fled directly towards the dry well.

"Hmph, I want to run now, don't you think it's too late!"

The vicious Taoist didn't know when he had opened his eyes, a touch of coldness flashed on his face, the magic trick between his hands changed slightly, and he extended to the half-zhang long, black light lingering on the surface of the banner, a grimace the size of a car cover roared out of it, whistling, had caught up with the ghost thing that was about to escape into the dry well, took a big mouth, directly swallowed the ghost thing whole, and chewed it in a big gulp.

After half a meal, when Grimace finally swallowed the ghost, he seemed to be still not satisfied, his empty eyes looked around, and suddenly he took a big mouthful, like a whale swallowing a cow, and the yin qi that was thick into smoke around him directly gathered into a stream, surging madly towards Grimace's mouth.

Seeing this scene, not only did the fierce Daoist not have the slightest joy on his face, but his complexion changed greatly, his hands changed again and again, and he quickly pinched the trick, and at the same time, the spiritual power in his body surged towards the Yin Soul Banner.