......

The door creaked open.

As the door slowly opened, Su Changqing was stunned, and saw that in the brightly lit room, a gray-blue figure flew up in the air, fighting with countless gray shadows in mid-air, and the fight was so lively.

The light bulb on the top of his head was blown by the strong wind blowing around, and even the light became bright and dim, and even, from time to time, you can see the hand of the young monk above, among which there are countless Buddha lights flashing, which looks bright and shiny, very beautiful.

These are......

When he saw such a scene, he was slightly stunned, but soon, with a loud shout from the monk's mouth, he shuddered, and quickly came back to his senses.

At this time, Yuan Guang, who was fighting with those black shadows, accidentally swept over, and found an old man standing at the gate with blood stains all over his body.

"Lord Su!"

Yuan Guang was shocked, and after hurriedly repelling a black shadow in front, he wanted to rush over,

Necheng thought that his steps had not yet taken a step, and among the black shadows that were originally fiercely entangled with him, two other black shadows immediately flashed, blocking his steps, one left and one right.

The young monk couldn't, so he could only continue to fight with this group of black shadows.

Su Changqing saw that the situation here was even worse than expected, and he couldn't stop looking around, wanting to find a pure little monk and take him out quickly.

It's just that at this moment, the black shadow that was originally chasing behind him has unconsciously caught up, it hovers around him, and from time to time there are cold knife lights flying out of the gray mist, sweeping towards him mercilessly, Su Changqing couldn't dodge, and a big gap was cut on his left leg.

"Hmm!"

Su Changqing snorted, and under the pain, his left leg hurt his heart, his feet were weak, and he knelt down suddenly.

The blood-soaked calf rubbed against the rough ground, bringing a hint of pain again.

"Wang!"

The loyal big white dog next to him, seeing that this ghost was going to be unfavorable to Su Changqing, hurriedly rushed out and let out a fierce bark at it, his mouth grew up, his face was full of hideous color, and he could faintly see the saliva in his mouth, dripping on the ground, flowing incessantly.

There was no shadow in this black mist, so Su Changqing didn't know what to do with it at all, and only the leaves in front of him seemed to have the ability to repel them, so Su Changqing could only stay behind him, but he didn't know what he should be able to help.

But now, it's not a question of whether to help or not, but to quickly bandage the wound, the blood on this leg is flowing fiercely, his head is also feeling dizzy, and his eyes are dim.

Su Changqing cheered up and looked around, but he didn't find any fabric to bandage, and even the bedding on the bed didn't know where to go.

His heart was a little anxious, the injury on his leg was also a faint pain, he was irritable, and he looked down, but he saw a small hole in the corner of his shirt.

He has been wearing this dress for some years, because it was a dress many years ago, so the fabric is relatively light and thin, and there are more holes in this thread.

With a twist of thought, he put his fingers into the broken brass and tore it with all his might, and he tore the blouse into a long strip of cloth.

Using this cloth to barely tie the deepest part of the gap, Su Changqing leaned against the wall and stood up with some difficulty.

But the moment he just stood up, he suddenly heard a burst of shouts from the mouth of the young master Yuanguang who was still fighting in front of him, "Master Su, go out with Yijing!"

Su Changqing originally saw that they were terrified, and he also planned to leave with Yijing as soon as possible, but he had postponed it because he had to bandage his wounds, but now when he heard his words, he was stunned in his heart, and then he turned his head to find Yijing that the young monk said.

"Little master!Where is the little master?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a childish voice came from under the bed in the corner.

"Master Su, I'm here!"

Su Changqing looked for prestige, and saw a small smooth head poking out from under the wooden bed.

Immediately afterwards, a little monk wearing a gray-robed monk's robe got up from under the bed.

"Yijing, take Su Shizhu and go to Huang Shizhu and them!"

Yuan Guang stole a moment and saw Yijing crawl out from under the bed, and hurriedly said to Su Changqing, but a black shadow saw that he was slightly distracted, and rushed towards him like an arrow.

Seeing this, the young monk hurriedly clenched the Buddha beads, slowly exhaled a breath, and shattered the phantom in front of him with one punch.

......

Su Changqing took Yijing's hand on the side, glanced at the young monk who was still fighting with those black shadows in front of him, hesitated, or took the child beside him, and quickly ran towards the door.

But at this moment, a gray mist broke free from the leaves and flew towards them quickly.

Although Su Changqing took the little monk and ran forward, he would also look back to see if the other party would catch up, which Cheng thought that just now, he saw a cloud of black mist flying straight towards the little monk on the side, and he was shocked at the moment, and he was about to fall down and protect him after running a few steps.

It's just that he was injured in the leg, and his movements couldn't be faster than the black mist.

Therefore, before he could protect Yijing, this black mist was already about to fly in front of the little monk with his teeth and claws.

"Little master!"

Su Changqing's eyes widened, and he dragged his almost lame leg and wanted to pull Yijing and hurry away.

But even so, he was still done.

The mass had already pounced on him.

Su Changqing couldn't help but close his eyes, he couldn't bear to look at the tragic situation after this.

It was just when he closed his eyes that a light suddenly lit up, and then he heard a scream.

This scream was very unfamiliar, and it didn't seem to be the voice of a young monk.

It's just that this light comes and goes quickly.

Before Su Changqing could open his eyes and see what was happening, the white light quickly disappeared.

He blinked his eyes and opened a slit in his eyes slightly, but he was surprised to see that the black mist that was originally in front of Yijing had disappeared, and the target of the black mist, Yijing Little Monk, was not injured.

Although Su Changqing didn't know what was going on, his intuition told him that it was too dangerous to stay here, and it was still necessary to follow what the young monk said, and it was the right thing to find Huang Shizhu, as for these strange things that are happening now, it is better to survive and talk about it!

He turned his head to look at Yuan Guang, who was still fighting with those gray black shadows, although at the beginning, this monk had the upper hand, but these black fogs seemed to be endless, and no matter how he fought, he did not diminish in the slightest, so after his physical strength slowly dissipated, Yuan Guang was gradually at a disadvantage.

Su Changqing's eyes glanced at the big white dog who was still helping them delay time, gritted his teeth, and felt a slight apology in his heart.

"Leaves!" he shouted at him, "you help the little master delay here first!

As he spoke, he took the little monk and limped outside.