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It was a big day, but there was a sudden thunderstorm.

At the head of the Wuyun Bridge, the white-faced Taoist raised his head, looked at the sky, turned his head again, and looked at the ground, at this time, there were several child-like characters next to him, and when he saw his stall, he had some thoughts, and one person's palm turned over, and a big silver ingot fell on the spread cloth.

The white-faced Taoist looked at the silver and smiled: "What do you want to count?"

Those sons were holding folding fans in their hands, and they were romantic characters at a glance, and the first one at this time only spoke, and his eyes turned like water: "You help this son to see, these days, can there be peach blossom luck?"

"Oh, wait for the poor road to take a look. ”

The white-faced Taoist took the silver and put it in his robe, looked left and right at the handsome boy, and after a tea time, he spoke: "It's amazing, son, you have been in the past three days, when something big happens." ”

"Oh, isn't it peach blossom luck?"

The boy leaned on the stall table with one arm, and the white-faced Taoist laughed: "It's a big deal, and it's also the luck of the peach blossoms!"

"Haha, talk quickly, talk about it carefully!"

This son was overjoyed, the white-faced Taoist waved his hand, and said straightly: "The center of the child's eyebrows, black light lingers, where the heavenly court is dead, the breath does not disappear, in the eyes, the ghost shows itself, and the mouth and face are full of blood!"

As soon as the words came out, these sons were stunned for a moment, and the hexagram boy was even more stunned for a moment, and then, his face was full of anger, and he scolded: "You fucking play with me!"

"No, no, no, the poor words are not finished yet. ”

The white-faced Taoist shook his head again and again: "Childe, this time, within three days, you will see ghosts, goblins will be revealed, and when you see and touch them, they will all look like women, so you can sing every night, how happy and romantic? Although there is a danger of yang energy being sucked dry, how can it not be the luck of peach blossoms?"

"Fuck you!"

This boy was furious, and a few sons over there also came over, just holding hands, and directly overturned the white-faced Taoist's stall!

"Evil words confuse the public, and evil words confuse the public! Wait for this son to go to the government to sue you!"

This boy was angry, and he was about to leave with the white-faced Taoist, but at this time, the white-faced Taoist suddenly smiled whimsily, and actually spit out a voice in his mouth: "Brother Lu, what are you doing?"

"What am I doing? You demon man, I ....."

This Lu Gongzi was angry, and at this time, several people on the side suddenly pulled him away, and one of the tall merry people said directly: "Brother Lu, what are you doing, why did Brother Ma offend you?"

"Brother Ma, Ma Wentao?"

Lu Gongzi was stunned for a moment, he must be angry, and in the blink of an eye, it was one of these sons of the party who was being pulled by him, called Ma Wentao.

"Brother Lu, what are you doing to catch me?"

Ma Wentao smiled bitterly, but it was the same as seeing a ghost, while Lu Gongzi was stunned for a while, and suddenly exclaimed: "No, no, it's obviously the white-faced Taoist who I'm pulling, how can it be you?"

"Brother Lu, where are there any white-faced Taoists, I'm afraid it's not a dream. ”

The tall merry man spoke again and again, and Lu Gongzi turned his head to look around, but he really didn't see anything, and then he was very surprised, and said to the man: "No, no, you just helped me overthrow the demon road stall together, what's ...... Huh!"

He looked at it again, and there were still stalls, but there was nothing more than a field of green bricks in front of him.

"Brother Lu, are you afraid that you are not evil?"

The tall boy had a strange look in his eyes: "Did you see anything unclean a few days ago?

"Nope!"

Lu Gongzi was shocked, and when he looked at it again, there was really nothing, for a long time, he rubbed his eyes, and looked again, but there was still no change.

"Did I really dream?"

Lu Gongzi shook his head, the strangeness in his heart did not decrease but increased, but it was useless, thinking about it at this time, the words of the white-faced Taoist before seemed to be like demonic words, and they echoed in his heart.

"[Childe's eyebrows, black light lingers; where the heavenly court is dead, the breath does not disappear; inside the eyes, the ghost shows itself; above the mouth, there is blood light!]"

The more Lu Gongzi thought about it, the more wrong it became, he arched his hand to the rest of the people around him, and said straightly: "I'm sorry everyone, I'll take a step first, and suddenly remembered that there are still some things to deal with at home." ”

"Poof, what's bothering you?"

A son laughed: "Isn't it because you want to redeem yourself for Mandarin Niang?"

As soon as these words came out, a group of people immediately burst into laughter, if it was in the past, Lu Gongzi would definitely laugh, but at this moment, he couldn't say it again, hearing this, he thought of the words of the white-faced Taoist, and only felt like a mang on his back, like a sword hanging over his head, but he hurriedly retreated.

Eighty zhang in front of the Wuyun Bridge, the white-faced Taoist held the flag, glanced back, and smiled: "You have blasphemed several women, and you have six lives wrapped around your hands, at least half a day, at most three days, you will have to go to the Styx Sea, and go back first, and prepare for the future." ”

"If I don't meet you, whether I kill or not, it has nothing to do with me, but since the fate of heaven is here, seeing the black light above your head makes me feel related, and I really have to accept it, this karma comes at the right time. ”

The white-faced Taoist smiled, and cried again: "Eh, and I don't know, after tonight, before the sun rises tomorrow, how many new souls have fallen into the Stygian Sea, haha, woo, they are all hard-working people, and the red dust is fighting." ”

As he said this, he went crazy again: "What do you have to do with me? What do you have to do with me? Eh, let's go, today is the time when the ghost dies, and it is also the moment when you wait for the dawn." ”

"The dark spring is dry, and the rain is gone...... Go together, go together, return to Youli together. ”

The white-faced Taoist man cried and laughed, and at this time, his face began to change, and he faintly turned into an iron mask.

The Stygian Sea is affectionate and iron-faced and selfless.

The clouds and mountains are secluded, and the bitter sea is lonely.

On the mask, where the eyes were, two lines of blood and tears flowed, and at the center of the eyebrows, a drop of blood fell.

"How many hard-working people, the east wind is eternal, and the blood and bones are crying?"

"How many reincarnations, Xishan is full of sighs, and the family is upside down?"

"How many hearts have fallen, the sun and the moon have changed randomly, and I am smiling?"

"How many Yun Yun Realm, a little brighter, Lamp Shadow Ember Pill?"

The white-faced Taoist laughed and scolded, but there was no emotion, at this time he just drank to the sky, raised his palm, and saw an iron string entangled on the central finger.

"At the foot of Taihua Mountain, the people of Emei Mountain, the disciples of Taishang, the red dust is not clean. ”

"It is worthy of Li Bichen's three words. ”

The white-faced Taoist walked, at this time, in front of him, there was a horse pacing, the Taoist led the horse, and when he looked again, it was Li Pichen who came, and the road was on the side.

The captain was in front, but at this time he was not allowed to take half a step, the white-faced Taoist made a mockery of Li Bichen, at this time behind him, a melodious flute suddenly appeared, and when he looked at it again, he was no longer in the world.

The black shadow gradually approached, and in an instant, the waves suddenly rose, and the Stygian Sea suddenly appeared.

The captain plays the flute, the wooden boat is leisurely, and behind it, there is red dust.

The clouds move the mountains and seas, and the nine paths of the Xuanbo see the bitter boat.