Xu Baichuan looked at the old Taoist priest in surprise, in his memory, the old Taoist priest only talked to him on the day he came, and then the two of them did their own things without provoking each other, I thought that tonight would be the same as usual, but I didn't expect the old Taoist priest to let him go back.

Xu Baichuan shook his head and replied softly: "I received this salary, and I can't leave before the hour comes." ”

The old Taoist priest didn't persuade much, glanced at Xu Baichuan, frowned and groaned for a moment, took out Zhang Huang Fu from the bag on his waist, and handed it to Xu Baichuan.

In fact, when he was patrolling the night, Xu could often hear a sound behind him, and when he looked back, it was silent again, and at first he thought it was his hallucination, but every time he passed by that place, he would hear strange sounds, and it was getting closer and closer, and the night before, he seemed to be able to feel something standing behind him, and the cool air was constantly blowing on his neck.

This is a strange thing, and there have been many strange things in Yizhuang, but without exception, the old Taoist priests are all people who solve problems, Xu Baichuan is very concerned about his own life, therefore, Huang Fu should be held.

Xu Baichuan thanked the old Taoist priest seriously, but the old Taoist priest did not respond, yawned, took a piece of clothing and put it on his head, and fell asleep on the coffin lid.

Xu Baichuan walked slowly in Yizhuang with a lantern, in fact, he didn't have to hold the lantern in his hand, Yizhuang hung a white lantern every few steps, which was brightly lit.

Holding a lantern is a small habit of Xu Baichuan, in some places the lantern light can't shine in, even if it is hung on it, but the lantern Xu Baichuan holds can illuminate.

There are too many strange things in Yizhuang, but Xu Baichuan must finish a circle before he can return to the lobby to rest, which is required by the boss of Yizhuang, he asked the old Taoist, and the old Taoist also told him that once he starts patrolling, he can't stop, let alone look behind.

He also thought about changing jobs, but in other places he had to do a three-year apprenticeship before his salary would be calculated, and it was too long, he didn't want to, he needed money urgently.

Walking around a corner again, the scenery around him was a little familiar, Xu Baichuan was suddenly stunned, and cold sweat was dripping from his head, he, just now, he had clearly passed this corner, and even the coffin had not moved.

No, moved!

Through the dim light, he found that the lid of the coffin had moved an inch, revealing a small opening, and it was dark inside the small mouth, but for some reason, he always felt that there was something very scary in the coffin, Xu Baichuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, after he became a night watchman, he heard a few words from the neighbors who spoke a lot, and the last night watchman seemed to have seen this kind of scene, and when he found it in the morning, he was lying in the coffin, and his body was already rotting.

Whew~Whew~Whew~

There was a gust of wind blowing, and it was bitterly cold.

I don't know when, Xu Baichuan found that his legs began to feel cold, and he became very wooden, and he wanted to raise his feet and take a step, but he couldn't move, not only that, two red lights suddenly lit up in the coffin, and a faint black mist began to diffuse.

With the wind, it seemed to blow into his bones.

His breathing became more and more rapid, and he only inhaled a small amount of air at a time, as if he had been choked by someone's throat.

A vague figure walked out of the black mist, stretching out his hands, really wanting to pinch Xu Baichuan's throat.

Xu Baichuan couldn't resist, so he could only watch the mist figure approach him.

At this time, a yellow light lit up in his arms, Xu Baichuan's stiffened body could also move, the figure let out a miserable scream, and suddenly turned into mist and poured into the coffin, and the yellow light rose from Xu Baichuan's arms and stuck to the sword in his hand.

The old Taoist priest ripped off the clothes on his head, opened his eyes and glanced at the place where Xu Baichuan was, and there were words in his mouth.

"But the evil talisman is attached to your sword, which allows you to swing the sword three times, as for whether you can complete this circle alive, it is up to fate, the rules are here, no one can interfere with the night watchman, you can do it yourself. ”

Xu Baichuan suddenly heard the words of the old Taoist priest, he was stunned for a while, he felt like a dream, but the long sword with yellow light in his hand reminded him that all this was not a dream, and said with a wry smile: "I'm here, have I met the gods and ghosts in the book." ”

He knew the rule that the night watchman could not return, and he thought that the master was afraid that they would be lazy, but he didn't expect that he couldn't return.

Xu Baichuan sighed, the old Taoist priest had reminded him before, but he didn't care, now it seems that he was all self-inflicted.

After the coffin was closed, the oppressive atmosphere was swept away, Xu Baichuan wiped away the cold sweat on his face, held the sword tightly in his hand, and carefully continued to patrol the night.

In the past, he still felt that Yizhuang was ordinary, but now he seems to be like hell, and he has to think carefully about every step, for fear that he has committed some kind of bad luck, if there is another coffin, even if he has a sword in his hand, he may not be able to survive safely.

The arrogant man is dead, he doesn't want to die, he can only be careful.

Halfway through the road unharmed, there was only a room for the newly mourned in front of him.

Xu Baichuan pushed open the door, took a few sticks of incense from the shelf on the side, lit them with the miserable white light, and inserted them on the incense burner.

This is the rule of Yizhuang, no matter whether there is a corpse in the house or not, you have to come in to worship incense, and I think it's okay on weekdays, but now, Xu Baichuan just wants to finish all this quickly, return to the old Taoist priest and wait for dawn.

There was only one corpse in the room, roughly covered with a straw mat, and a stone pressed against its chest, in which runes were engraved, and the bare parts of the corpse were covered with wounds of all sizes, not like the sharp weapon cuts that everyone said, but the same as the wounds after being bitten.

After Xu Baichuan finished the incense, he didn't want to stay here longer, he wanted to walk out of the room with a lantern, and at this time, he smelled a faint smell, it was a corpse smell, and there was the sound of a heavy object falling behind him, Xu Baichuan knew that he was in trouble again, and he didn't care about looking back in danger, he just lowered his head and rolled out of the door, avoiding this encounter.

After a cursory glance behind him, the corpse was reaching out its hands and lunging towards him.

Xu Baichuan turned over, pulled out his sword, held it tightly in his hand, and waited for it.

There was a faint yellow light on the sword, shining on the corpse, and the corpse roared a few times, as if it was enraged, carrying the sound of rancid wind towards Xu Baichuan.

Xu Baichuan's eyes widened, the sword in his hand slashed a trace, slashed heavily on the corpse's hand, and cut off a broken arm, if an ordinary person's hand was cut off, he would definitely lie on the ground without the strength to fight, but the corpse was a dead man, unaware of this, and grabbed Xu Baichuan with his only remaining right hand.

How could Xu Baichuan let him get his wish, he stepped back lightly on his toes, the sword in his hand kept swinging, and with the blessing of yellow light, there was a sharp burst, and another wound appeared in the stomach of the corpse, and the black and smelly blood flowed out, making people feel sick when they smelled it.

Xu Baichuan's hand holding the sword trembled, he was just an ordinary person, and the forcible use of swordsmanship had exhausted the strength in his body, and now he just wanted to lie on the ground and rest well.

The corpse slowly approached Xu Baichuan, and the claws glowing with black light were about to pierce his heart, the sword in Xu Baichuan's hand suddenly broke away from his hand and flew up on its own, and the sword light flashed into the corpse's forehead, nailing it to the ground.

The old Taoist priest stood not far behind Xu Baichuan, withdrew his outstretched hand, sighed, and said with a sad face: "Yes, this is a violation of the rules, and those ghosts will not be at peace again." ”

When Xu Baichuan heard what the old Taoist priest said, he was startled at first, and when he realized that it was the old Taoist priest, he breathed a sigh of relief.

If another monster appears, he'll have to wait for death.

The old Taoist priest looked at Xu Baichuan and said angrily: "What are you still doing in a daze, don't pull out the sword, say let you go, you don't go, it's good now, even the Taoist master has been affected by you." ”

Xu Baichuan was speechless, the old Taoist priest did let him go, but he insisted on patrolling the night, if it weren't for the yellow talisman, he would have died a long time ago.

Reluctantly mustered up his strength, he walked to the corpse and drew his sword, and just as he pulled it out, the corpse trembled for a while, and then turned into black smoke and dissipated.

Xu Baichuan walked up to the old Taoist priest and bowed down respectfully: "Thank you for the grace of the Taoist for saving your life." ”

The old Taoist priest was thanked, and the unhappiness on his face dissipated a lot, and he hummed: "Carry your lantern and follow me back." ”

Xu Baichuan nodded, picked up the lantern and followed the old Taoist priest step by step.

Back in the lobby, Xu Baichuan put down the lantern and sword, and sat on the stool, his face full of joy for the rest of his life.

If he knew that there would be so many strange things in Yizhuang, no matter how much money he had, he would not come, even if he couldn't redeem the pawned things, his life was important after all.

The old Taoist priest rummaged through his body for a while, took out a bottle of pills, carefully poured out a pill, handed it to Xu Baichuan, and said with a biased mouth: "When you go home, take it and wash it with warm water, the things in the coffin, although they didn't kill you, but they also took away some of your anger, and you will be seriously ill after you go back, this Wenyang Pill can replenish qi, which can be regarded as your compensation, after all, we didn't tell you in advance that the things in Yizhuang are fatal." ”

"Now is the time of the child, since you have already made a round, then you don't have to go out again, just stay here, if I haven't come at dawn, you can go back by yourself, and come back in seven days." ”

"As for your salary, someone has already delivered it to your room, don't worry. ”

Xu Baichuan's salary is settled every seven days, and he is worried that he will not be able to come over for seven days, and he will not be able to receive the money, which is just right.

The old Taoist priest nodded and stepped out of the room.

Xu Baichuan carefully put away the pill, took out the swordsmanship to watch, and when he saw the itchy place, he took the sword on the sword rack to practice, the long night was long, and it was difficult to wait blindly, which he would bring a Confucian book to read in the past, thinking that Confucianism could benefit him for a lifetime, and now it seems that the swordsmanship is much better.

It is much better to reason with the sword than with the mouth.

Time passed slowly, and the sound of a rooster crowing faintly came into Xu Baichuan's ears, Xu Baichuan opened his eyes, picked up the swordsmanship that fell to the ground when he was sleepy, stretched his waist, and walked out of Yizhuang.

It's time for him to go.

The old Taoist priest has not returned.