The lively street is full of aromas.

After Zhang Yuan finished eating two bowls of Chaos, he was extremely comfortable, he got up and settled the account, and went to the Tongyuan Martial Arts Hall again, not knocking on the door.

Instead, he jumped up and landed on the roof of the Tongyuan Martial Arts Pavilion, observing for a few hours.

But after a few hours, he didn't get anything.

The full moon hung high, the sound of a few bangs sounded, and the streets gradually fell cold.

Zhang Yuan frowned, observed for a while, and finally turned around and left the place.

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"It's dry, watch out for candles. ”

On the street, there was the sound of watching.

Rustle.

The breeze was light, and many fallen leaves on the ground fluttered in the wind, and a sense of gloomy air spread.

The husband was an old man in his fifties, and he couldn't help but shiver and feel a burst of coldness.

He hurriedly took out the wine gourd and prepared to take a sip.

But when the wine gourd was poured into his mouth, he found that the wine in it had already been drunk during the day, and he forgot to beat it for a while, and there was not a drop at the moment.

"Hell, why did you forget to drink?"

He cursed secretly, stuffed the gourd, and hung it back on his waist.

"It's dry, watch out for candles. ”

Grunt.

Suddenly, there was a strange noise on the ground, and a black jar of wine rolled from a distance and landed at his feet.

The husband's eyes were stunned, and then his face was overjoyed, and he looked up to see that there was no one, and hurriedly picked up the wine jar.

I shook it vigorously, and the sound of wine was clearly heard inside.

"It's really luck that can't be stopped, it's just cold, and God sent a quilt. ”

The old man laughed.

He was about to open the jar when suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps in front of him.

Click, click, click.

Soon it was approaching.

The husband's heart tightened, and he looked up, could it be this person's bar?

A figure dressed in the costume of a scholar in the opera appeared in front of him, with a wide-sleeved robe and a slender body, but strangely, he deliberately covered his head with his clothes, so that his face could not be seen clearly at all.

"This gentleman, did you lose this jar of wine, can you buy some for Xiao Lao'er?"

The husband discussed with a smirk.

The scholar continued to cover his head, and suddenly let out a strange laugh.

The husband was a little puzzled, and said with a smile: "If the gentleman doesn't speak, the little old man will be your acquiescence, so I will buy half a jar to drive away the cold." ”

He was about to open the jar.

Rustle'''

Suddenly.

The scholar's clothes on his head began to fall.

The husband smiled and looked at the scholar.

Soon, all the clothes fell off.

The husband's face was shocked, and he shouted, "You"

The figure in front of him had no head at all.

It's a headless man!

"Hell!"

The husband screamed in terror and was about to flee in a hurry.

"Hehehe'

Suddenly, a strange laugh came.

This time, in his arms.

He looked down and saw that the wine jar he was holding in his arms was a human head.

This human head was extremely hideous, with no facial features, a blur of flesh and blood, blood rolling from the eye sockets, and a terrible and strange laugh, which was extremely harsh.

Yes!

The screams echoed in the middle of the night.

"Dao Ke Dao, very Dao, famous name, very famous'''

The sound of chanting came, and a slender figure gradually faded away.

Inside the inn.

Zhang Yuan yawned, lay down on the bed, and began to fall asleep.

Rustle'''

In the haze of consciousness, there was a strange sound in my ears.

It's like a breeze.

Then, there was a faint sound of chanting, which was catchy.

"The Tao is the Tao, the very Tao, the name is famous, the extraordinary is famous, the beginning of the nameless heaven and earth, the mother of all things."

In his sleep, Zhang Yuan turned over and couldn't help but feel a little cold.

It's like the quilt on my body has suddenly disappeared.

Then, an unspeakable resentment invaded his body.

His brows furrowed slightly, as if he was in a nightmare, his body was falling towards a secluded ancient well, and the cold suction continued to come from the bottom of the well, tearing and rotating his body frantically.

Bursts of intense uneasiness kept surging into his heart, making him keenly aware that something was wrong, and he was about to open his eyes in a hurry.

But at this moment, he found that his eyes were extremely heavy, as if he was used to heavy lead, and then his body seemed to be suddenly pressed by the mountain, and he couldn't move a little from the neck down, as if there were several big hands, firmly holding his legs and feet.

Then, his breathing began to be heavy and rattle.

It was as if another big hand was firmly gripping his neck.

At the same time, the feeling of falling into the ancient well became more and more intense, and the sky swirled, as if it was falling towards endless darkness.

Ghost Press!

Zhang Yuan reacted instantly, and he was furious!'

it!

It's just looking for death!

He blinked his eyelids desperately, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Suddenly, eyes opened!

A figure with blurred facial features and flesh sat firmly on his body, he was wearing the costume of a scholar in the opera, a wide-sleeved robe, his body was cold, his breath was terrifying, and a big white hand was firmly pinching his neck.

Seeing Zhang Yuan wake up, this figure with blurred facial features and flesh immediately cracked his mouth, revealing an extremely hideous smile.

He already had no facial features, except for the fleshy face, which was Sen Bai's teeth, but at this moment, when he grinned, the flesh and blood on his face squirmed together, making the original Sen Bai's teeth even more terrifying.

He let out a playful laugh, pinching Zhang Yuan's neck with one hand, and grabbing Zhang Yuan's face with the other.

Zhang Yuan was furious in his heart.

Bang!

Jiuyang True Qi suddenly operated, and in an instant, all the cold power that invaded the body disappeared, and the whole body seemed to have a volcano suddenly erupted.

The raging golden flames burst out in an instant, and the entire body was covered with golden light.

Then the internal force of the iron cloth shirt followed closely, and the body suddenly expanded and widened, as if inflated, and the copper light was shining.

Yes!

The figure dressed in the costume of an opera scholar suddenly let out a terrible scream, and was injured by the scorching heat of Jiuyang's true qi and the anti-evil attribute of the iron cloth shirt, and his body instantly bounced out of Zhang Yuan's body.

Bang!

The window shattered, and he turned into a black light and fled in a hurry.

Zhang Yuan was furious, immediately turned over, and rushed out in an instant.

Dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, it's just the opposite.

Call!

His speed of 110 points unfolded, fast as a strong wind, and soon chased him to the street, and when he saw that the black light continued to escape, he rose up and slammed it with a palm.

"Give me death!"

Rumble!

The internal qi surged, turned into a golden wave and chased it in an instant.

The black light was beaten on the spot and screamed violently, revealing its form.

His black hair was disheveled, and he continued to flee into the distance.

But Zhang Yuan's body rushed quickly, and his two-meter-five body was full of powerful power, just like King Kong descending into the world.

Powerful Eagle Claw Gong!

Call!

He grabbed it with his big hand, and the copper light and the golden flame intertwined, and with a heavy and unfathomable force, he grabbed the back of the figure's neck, like an eagle grabbing a chicken, and pinched it.

The golden flame was blazing, and the hot figure kept screaming violently, and the yin qi was rolling all over his body, and he sneered non-stop.