Lin Yi walked quickly to the courtyard.

Seeing Zitong slumped on the ground, his face was pale, and his eyes were wide.

When I looked into his gaze, I saw the dry willow tree.

The trunk of the tree was crooked, swaying, and whipped with a rattling sound.

At first glance, I thought it was a strong wind.

There was actually no wind at all.

It's the willow tree that moves on its own!

Monster!

Lin Yi was also taken aback, he knew that there were immortals and demons in this world, but if he really saw it with his own eyes, he was inevitably afraid.

It took a while to stabilize my mind and keep my eyes on it.

The willows fluttered wildly.

The four hens lying on the tree were unconscious, still sleeping with their necks bent.

Suddenly, the willow branch stretched out and wrapped itself around the leftmost hen, dragging it towards the trunk.

"Quack!"

The hen squawked and struggled.

At this time, an even more terrifying scene appeared.

A swarthy head suddenly emerged from the trunk of the tree.

The reason why it is dark is because the head is covered with long, thick hair, and only a slit is exposed.

Hidden in the crack was a face as white as paper.

At first glance, it looks like a man growing in the trunk of a tree.

Crunch!

Crunch!

The man slowly turned his head and spun around.

The hair was parted to reveal a pair of turquoise eyes and a bloody mouth that grinned to the base of the ear.

Ahh

The bloody basin bit off the chicken's head with a big mouth, and chewed it twice.

Blood covered his face.

"Hell!"

Zitong screamed, his whole body was paralyzed, and his crotch was wet.

The smell of urine is disgusting.

Perhaps it was the cry that alarmed the monster on the willow tree, which spit out the half-eaten hen, and its eyes were like oily lamps, staring at Lin Yi and Zitong.

Whew!

The sound of grinding teeth is numbing to the scalp.

Smack!

The branches of the willow tree also turned into flying snakes, which continued to extend and twist, and rushed towards the two of them.

Black presses!

He is said to be a Taoist priest, at best, he is a rice bucket for a chaotic life, how can he have the true ability to exorcise ghosts and catch demons.

As for Lin Yi, his ability is greater than that of Zitong, but he has never dealt with demons, and he doesn't know how to do it.

In other words, he didn't know if his way would be able to fight the ghosts.

Risking your own life?

Lin Yicai refused.

He had died once, and he had more than anyone else's life, and at this time he had only one thought: run!

Lin Yi pulled his legs and ran, and ran to the main hall.

"Senior brother, wait...... Wait for me!"

Zitong was even more embarrassed, dragging his fat body and crawling, howling miserably while running.

Fortunately, it's not far away.

The two hurriedly fled into the main hall, and before they could close the door, countless willow branches rushed in, densely packed and flying all over the sky.

The whole yard was full of willow branches and rattan.

Like countless snakes gathered here, the Taoist temple has become a nest of snakes.

"Quick...... Close the door!"

The two of them pushed the door on one side.

The door was nailed to two layers of iron plates, and it was very heavy.

Lin Yi was okay, he had great strength after practicing, and he quickly closed the door on the left.

Zitong pushed this rice bucket for a long time, but it couldn't be pushed.

Lin Yi hurried over to help.

At this time, he noticed a strange thing, those willow branches frantically shook and waved outside the door, but he did not dare to enter the main hall.

The senior brothers turned back at the same time, looked at the statue of Hongjun Ancestor, and suddenly realized.

With the ancestor here, how dare the ghosts be presumptuous!

Zitong wiped his sweat, climbed onto the futon and bowed to the idol, "Thank you Ancestor for your protection! Thank you Ancestor for your protection!"

His visit to the shrine on weekdays is just a routine, and he must be sincere at this time.

Lin Yi also breathed a sigh of relief and stared curiously at the door.

Countless willow branches wrapped around the door and window, obscuring the sky and the sun, and it was pitch black.

Like the end of the world.

He joked before that it was the willow tree that ate the hen.

Unexpectedly, it became a prophecy.

Well, now there are ghosts in the Taoist temple.

It is enough to make people laugh off their big teeth, who will burn incense and worship God in the future?

I'm afraid the Taikoo Temple is going to be destroyed!

Lin Yi sighed, sat down and watched the changes.

The black-pressed willow branches flew all night, and the ghosts howled all night.

Until the wee hours of the morning.

The first rays of sunlight hit the earth.

All the willow branches subsided in an instant, and the courtyard returned to clarity.

It was as if last night was a dream.

It turned out that the ghost was afraid of the sun, so he hid during the day.

The two hesitated for a long time to confirm that they were safe before walking out of the hall.

The courtyard was in a mess, with flowers and plants, bottles and cans all destroyed.

None of the hens in the coop were spared, all gone.

The dead willow tree suddenly grew dense black leaves, dancing in the wind.

Rushing!

Panic!

"It's her! she's back!"

Zitong squatted beside the willow tree, his eyes frightened, his face like ashes, and he muttered something.

"She's coming to me for revenge!"

Zitong seems to know the origin of the ghosts.

Lin Yi asked curiously, turning a deaf ear and muttering to himself.

He had to search the memory of the little Taoist, but he really remembered something.

Two years ago, a girl named "Xiaocui" came to the Taoist temple to worship God.

Xiaocui is sixteen or seventeen years old, born with a good face, delicate and smart, and it makes people happy at first sight.

Since this guy got lustful, he tricked Xiaocui into the bedroom and revealed his fierce appearance, wanting to commit rape.

Xiao Cui was willing, struggling and yelling.

Zitong was afraid of being discovered, so he used too much force in a hurry and strangled Xiaocui to death, tarnishing the innocence of others.

Afterwards, Xiaocui's body was wrapped in a quilt and buried in the courtyard under a willow tree.

Soon, the vigorous willow tree lost its leaves and died.

Only the senior brothers know about Xiaocui.

made a threat, and with the cowardly character of a little Taoist, he didn't dare to speak out, let alone report to the official.

Two years passed before I knew it.

The wronged are buried in loess for a long time.

The wicked go unpunished.

Unexpectedly, last night, a ghost suddenly appeared in the willow tree, which scared Zitong into urine, thinking that it was Xiaocui who came to take revenge.

Thinking of the past, Lin Yi sneered, and said in his heart that if Xiao Cui came to seek revenge, it would be very happy, and he would never stop him.

Whoever harms others shall be punished as well.

I'm afraid that this ghost is ferocious, and he will eat people when he sees them, so Lin Yi has to be prepared, and he can't give his life in vain.

Bang!

Bang!

At some point, Zitong grabbed a sharp axe and cut it down at the willow tree.

"You want to seek revenge on me, no way, haha!"

One time!

Twice!

......

Zitong slashed frantically, shaking his arms numb and his shoulders sore.

More than a hundred slashes.

But the willow tree was surprisingly hard, and only one layer of bark was broken.

"Blood!

Zitong was so frightened that he threw his axe and collapsed to the ground.

It turned out that the crack in the willow tree was bleeding bright red blood.

It's as if the tree is a big living person.

Zitong was frightened a lot, and it took him half a day to recover.

He still did not give up, and brought a bucket of oil from the stove and poured it on the trunk of the tree.

Then he lit the fire and threw it on.

Call!

The fire was blazing.

The flames jumped up a foot high along the willow trees.

You can wait for the oil to burn dry, and the willow tree is not damaged at all, and it cannot be burned through at all.

Zitong took a shovel again and tried to cut the roots of the willow tree, but the ground under the tree was harder than a stone.

He was desperate.

Half-kneeling on the ground and wailing in pain.

Lin Yi watched coldly, watching Zitong toss for a long time, but did not help.

I don't want to help a murderer.

Second, I also know that what I do is useless.

Ghosts are easy to deal with!

As Daddy famously said: Defeat magic with magic.

Ordinary power doesn't do anything against demons and monsters.

Unless it's a magic spell.