As the night deepened, the wind and snow slowly stopped, and it did not get any bigger.

The female ghost Xiaohuan had returned to Ning Yi's wrist and turned into a mark. Chen Tang glanced at it and ignored it.

Such a way of possession is familiar, like a grudge. I think that at the beginning, Su Ling's mother's ghost was hidden in her daughter and given shelter. The difference is that Su Ling was completely unaware, while Ning Yi was voluntary.

It can be seen that this guy has a deep love for female ghosts, and his fingers can't stop stroking the imprint, which is very gentle. Thinking about it, as a poor and sour talent, he was favored by a beautiful woman, accompanied by daily companions, and his red sleeves added fragrance, which inevitably gave birth to feelings. In addition to the identity of the ghost, Xiaohuan is impeccable in other aspects, and his mind is also exquisite, and he can coax Ning Yi to obey.

It's just that people and ghosts are in love, destined to be bumpy, and there is Ning Yi to suffer.

The fire was hunting and burning, and Ning Yi was worried that the ghosts would attack again, so he deliberately added firewood to burn the fire and make the entire post pavilion bright.

Chen Tang put the sword box beside him and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Ning Yi is not as calm as him, his eyes are boneless, and he has to avoid it whenever there is any trouble.

The wind outside became lighter, and the thatch of the post pavilion was moving.

I don't know how long later, but suddenly, two horses tied to the post house neighed. The rouge horse, in particular, seems to have noticed something unusual, and kicked it with its hooves raised.

Sou!

A ghostly shadow swept by, as if it were about to strike at two horses.

Chen Tang reacted extremely quickly and swept away, and Ning Yi also quickly got up and followed behind.

Boom!

There was a strange laughter, but a black-faced ghost thing fell from the top, and its eyes were like lightning, shining brightly. Its target was precisely the sword box that Chen Tang seemed to have forgotten to take with him.

This is clearly a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, the sneak attack on the mount is fake, and wanting to take away the sword box is the real purpose and intention.

The ghost was extremely fast, and a pair of long, hideous claws instantly grabbed the sword box.

Airplanes!

A red light shot out from the mouth of the sword box, covering the ghost creature accurately, wrapping it, and pulling it violently-

"Ahh

The ghost creature screamed like a rat that had been hit by a trap. However, it was no ordinary ghost, and when it realized that something was wrong, it opened its mouth fiercely and bit directly into the sword box.

Click!

Chen Tang pretended to be fooled, just to lure the ghost to appear and automatically send it to the sword box. Looking back, I saw that this black-faced ghost was trained by the old shepherd, and its form was ugly and fierce, and for a while, the sword box could not be collected.

Chen Tang has his own understanding of the power of the sword box, and he can be called an evil nemesis. Against ghosts, there is no disadvantage.

However, it is debatable whether the sword box is invincible in the face of evil spirits. So far, the most powerful ghost that has been captured is a wisp of Song Siming's soul. But that time, there was actually water, after all, the other party borrowed the corpse to return the soul, not the real body. Moreover, that time, the whole process was also quite dangerous, and he almost didn't resist, forcing Chen Tang to stimulate the power of the wilderness, so he reluctantly took the other party away.

From this aspect, it can be seen that the power of the sword box also has a limit, and it depends on the degree of warmth of the sword weapon in the box.

And today, because a sword qi was just stimulated, the sword box was quite empty, and the ghost thing encountered was quite strong, so it was not so smooth for a while, so it was solved.

The black-faced ghost creature used its claws and teeth together, desperately landing on the sword case, trying to crack and bite it off, making a tooth-aching sound.

It's just that the sword box is indestructible and unmoved, and that red light contains mysterious power. Once the prey is enveloped, it is difficult to break free, and little by little the ghost is pulled up and goes to the "well" symbol.

"Squeak!"

The ghost let out a desperate cry, and as its head was dragged in, there was no longer any possibility of struggling.

Airplanes!

The red light and the ghost disappeared at the same time, and only a box stood on the ground, silent.

"Ahh

Outside the post pavilion, someone howled miserably, as if he had been slashed, full of grief and indignation.

Chen Tang stretched out his hand to scoop up the sword box and put it on his back again. Then his figure jumped and he threw himself out, and the broken jade sword was in his hand, and he disappeared in an instant.

"The Taoist ......"

Ning Yi screamed, wanting to follow, but as soon as he rushed to the edge of the post pavilion, he stopped again.

Outside, it was gloomy and gloomy, and only the snow on the ground reflected the light, making it difficult to see.

The environment made Ning Yi feel dangerous, and he felt that it was safer to stay in the post pavilion and guard the fire. By the way, you can also guard the horses.

He knew that Chen Tang must have gone to deal with the old shepherd, and the miserable howl outside just now was sent by the other party. In this way, the whereabouts are exposed. Chen Tang was extremely decisive and immediately chose to make a move.

Ning Yi understood that even if he went over, he wouldn't be able to help anything, so he simply stayed. Wait and see, hoping to see what the fight is going on.

It was just gloomy, and I couldn't see anything at all, and I had to prick up my ears to listen, and then I heard some sounds of fighting and shouting. There was also a sheep crying: bleating......

The screams were rapid and fierce.

The old shepherd was certainly not a shepherd, so what about the five black goats?

Ning Yi's imagination is limited, and he can't figure out what a goat will look like if he wants to break his scalp. After all, sheep are domestic animals that have always been associated with meekness. They lacked sharp teeth or sharp claws, but instead had a pair of sharp horns, which were their weapons.

"I hope that the Taoist chief will be invincible and safe......"

Ning Yi secretly prayed in his heart, and thought that Chen Tang was injured in the shoulder and could only fight with one hand, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

The sound didn't last long, and after half a quarter of an hour it stopped abruptly, and the sky and the earth were vast, except for the sound of the wind passing by.

"It's over?"

Ning Yi was stunned, stood on tiptoe, looked up, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Swish!

A figure swept back, and when it approached, it was finally seen. Ning Yi was overjoyed and shouted, "Dao Chief!"

Chen Tang's long sword was still sheathed, and he was holding an object in his right hand, which was a head.

Whew!

He had already walked into the pavilion, and there were red blood stains oozing out of his shoulders and chest, where he had been so well bandaged. It seems that under the fierce fight, the wound was involved.

"Dao Chief, are you alright?"

Ning Yi asked with concern, while putting down a big stone in his heart. The old shepherd has been given the head, and the matter has probably been settled.

Chen Tang exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity: "It's okay...... By the way, there are five more people over there, you go and drag them back. Those who are still alive, don't let them freeze to death. ”

"Five?"

Ning Yi asked suspiciously: Where did the five people come from......