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Gotta get it!

In an open field, the rouge horses galloped, and the hooves of the horses were hoofing, making a clear and powerful sound.

Chen Tang didn't understand Soma, but he knew that this mount definitely belonged to a good horse. I just haven't experimented, and I don't know if I can "travel thousands of miles in a day and walk eight hundred at night". But as a horse demon, if it can't be compared to a thousand miles of horses, it is too inferior. It stands to reason that it should be more than that.

As the injury gradually healed, the horse's skin also changed, and the original jujube red color became bright and vivid.

Chen Tang was very skeptical that if he continued to evolve like this, he would become a red rabbit.

Rather than pulling a carriage, the rouge horse obviously prefers to be ridden by Chen Tang and galloped. When running, exert strength and sweat all over your body, which has a certain benefit to the injuries in the body. And what he likes more is that if he pleases Chen Tang, he will be rewarded with two additional whips.

Outside the field, the Taoist passed by with a strange man. Under the felt hat, the strange man stared at the rouge horse with intently eyes, his eyes full of longing and burning for delicious blood food.

Chen Tang realized something, and pulled the reins of the horse, slowing down the speed of the rouge horse. Then he looked up, but only saw the backs of the two people who had left. The tall strange man, walking step by step, shrugged his shoulders, looking clumsy and stiff.

The Taoist robe he was wearing was obviously ill-fitting. It is not small, but large, shrouded in the body, wide robe and hat, which looks mysterious.

I remember watching martial arts before, and there was a commandment to walk in the rivers and lakes that was repeatedly mentioned, that is, not to easily offend "beggars and monks, and women". Because these people often have skills and powerful means.

When he was in the inn, Chen Tang felt that the Taoist was strange, but under the induction, he did not find anything abnormal, and he wondered in his heart that the other party might just be passing by. But now that the other party has appeared on the sidelines again, it is inevitable that people will be suspicious.

Although the Taoist took the strange man and left in a hurry, Chen Tang already had a plan in his heart, and he had no intention of walking his horse, so he shouted and rode back to the inn.

Ah Bao was waiting outside the door, and when he saw him coming back, he came up to lead the horse as soon as possible.

Chen Tang made a dashing movement, turned over and dismounted, slapped the horse's buttocks, and motioned for Rouge to follow Bao back to the backyard stable. He himself went upstairs, washed his face and hands, and prepared to eat.

The day passed quickly, and during this time, Chen Tang deliberately hid upstairs, occasionally observing through the window to see if the Taoist person was wandering nearby.

The county town is not very popular, especially after the haunted incident came out, it was even more deserted. There are very few people who come and go, and there are no Taoists and strange men among them. The two seem to have left, possibly elsewhere in the city, or possibly out of the city.

"Got a lot of heart?"

Chen Tang secretly said in his heart.

As it was pre-booked, there was chicken for dinner today. Kill an old hen, so old that there are no eggs to lay, and start stewing in the afternoon, and it is just right for dinner.

After a full meal, wash your body, and it's time to read and write with red sleeves.

At this point in time, Su Ling should be the happiest, feeling that between heaven and earth, the night is boundless, and only himself and Chen Tang are warm and warm under the lamp.

After finishing writing, Su Ling went back to the room to rest, while Chen Tang did his luck homework as always, then changed into painted leather clothes, carried the sword box, and blew out the lights.

But he didn't jump downstairs right away, but deliberately stayed in front of the window and waited quietly.

More than half an hour passed, and there was no movement outside. Chen Tang sighed, then jumped down, and turned around the inn again without worry, but still didn't find anything suspicious. Only then did he unfold his body and swept towards Yiwei Street.

During the day, he had already conducted a field survey of the street, and even identified the suspicious target as the temple. So tonight's action is very clear, don't do anything else, just go straight to the temple.

The night was dark, and the streets were not lit. Soon, Chen Tang came to the door of that temple.

This temple is not large, but it looks like it is twenty or thirty square meters, and it looks like it is equivalent to a room. The green wall has a tiled roof, and there are plaques and couplets hanging at the door, but Chen Tang has no intention of looking at it. Seeing that there was no door, it was a matter of relief.

A small place like this is actually like an ancestral hall, with no portals and no temples. It was dark and gloomy, and the field of vision was very narrow.

Chen Tang didn't feel uncomfortable, he didn't use his eyes, he directly operated the breath to sense, as long as he captured the location of the yin qi, he would know the location of the evil.

For the first time, the orientation of the induction is directly ahead. There, it is the idol of this chaste lady.

His vision was obstructed, and he couldn't see the image clearly. It's probably the kind of thin eyebrows and thin eyes, and most of the female gods are like this.

Under the induction, it was empty, and there was no yin energy.

This made Chen Tang feel strange, if the statue of the god only had a lump of wood, where did the evil come from?

Finding nothing on the statue, he began to search the surroundings and came down in a circle, but found nothing. The whole temple is cold and stiff, very ordinary.

Could it be that the root of the evil is not the temple?

Chen Tang couldn't help muttering in his heart. After thinking about it, he simply sat cross-legged on the ground, melted into the darkness, and began to wait.

Between meditations, the state was self-generated, and his whole person gradually became a part of the temple.

I don't know how long it took, but the wind outside seemed to be strong, sweeping through the empty streets, making strange noises.

A black fog, rising from one end of the street, was swept by the wind, and soon the whole street was covered, as if it were a ghost.

The black mist then poured into the temple as if it were a thick cloud of smoke.

"The bright moon spits light, the unjust ghosts are swept in the wind, looking for a husband, the yin wind blows the moonlight......"

A sad and bleak singing voice sounded faintly.

The song came from far and near, and finally reached the temple gate.

Chen Tang was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, motionless as if a sculpture. The singing is in the ears, like pouring out, making people desolate.

He held his mind and didn't even open his eyes.

It didn't take long to wait, and there was a loud bang, and it seemed that many people had walked into the temple, and there was a loud sound of footsteps. The singing continues, and the ears are endless. Some people also played suona, beat gongs and drums, and played music, which seemed extremely lively.

The temple, which was originally silent, seemed to be instantaneous, and became a place of joy for singing and dancing. From static to moving, the scene is switched, treacherous and absurd.

Chen Tang closed his eyes and calmed down, like an old monk in a state of mind, not disturbed by any changes, and his mood was unwavering.

The excitement continued, and suddenly someone came to Chen Tang's side, but a soft body fell into his arms, and a delicate voice said, "Childe, are you waiting for a slave here?"

Exhaling like an orchid, panting delicately, indescribable charm attracts.

Chen Tang opened his eyes suddenly!