103. Origin

Ling Bai took a cigarette in his mouth, and he didn't stop in his hand, preparing to roll a few more sticks and keep them for smoking.

Cigarettes are a delicate handiwork, and how to roll them beautifully and without revealing tobacco is a very serious problem.

Ahead, Monk Jingyue flew back, and several sword lights shook forward with his sword.

The green pus was instantly cut into several pieces and fell to the ground in pieces.

A burst of white smoke rose from the ground, and the ground of the bluestone bricks made a 'snort' sound, and in a short time, a black pit was corroded into the ground.

Ling Bai shook the ashes of his cigarette, secretly frightened, if this thing was contaminated on his body, it would be comparable to sulfuric acid splashing his face, fortunately, he had the foresight to use the enhancement liquid on the life gate, thinking that it would be splashed on the face, and the impact on the life gate would be minimal.

Jingyue didn't stop after cutting the pus, her body turned sharply, the sword body trembled violently, and a sword light slashed forward.

The village girl grabbed the ground on all fours, her neck was weirdly crooked to the side, walking on the ground like a spider, and she was close to Jingyue in an instant.

"The edict of the dragon god, Lei Gong Zhenzi borrowed the law, all evils!"

At this moment, a clear female voice sounded in mid-air.

The dark clouds in the sky that were already dark clouds overwhelmed the city rolled treacherously, thunder fell from the sky, and the lightning was brilliant like meteors falling to the earth, and the shining Qianzhou City was bright.

Bang.

The village girl and Da Fat were directly bombed to pieces.

The smell of barbecued meat with bamboo skewers wafted through the air.

Monk Jingyue stood in the thunder light with his sword in his hand, and his face changed slightly.

Ling Bai also took a heavy puff of his cigarette, and his gaze stopped at the dusty figure in mid-air.

It's still the same village girl, and it's still the same dirty dress, but that kind of temperament is enough to cover up any flaws. The village girl costume of the earth explosion was worn on her, and in an instant, it was the sense of déjà vu of the Nine Heavens Xuannu.

This is the difference between a seller's show and a seller's show,

is the difference between genuine and pirated.

Ma Danhong floated to the ground, glanced at Monk Jingyue, and a touch of approval appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Dao is good at swordsmanship. ”

"Poor monk Jingyue, I have seen my aunt and my eighth aunt. Jingyue put away the sword and saluted respectfully.

"Hey, hey. ”

A puff of black smoke bilfted.

The old lady with a cigarette gun appeared and said with a dry smile: "It turned out to be a junior under the bald donkey." ”

She glanced at Ling Bai, who was smoking in a sullen voice, and pouted, "What a handsome little monk, my aunt likes it." ”

Ling Bai knew that this old lady was an immortal invited by the Ma family, so he didn't dare to hold it up, so he got up and saluted, and said with a smile: "Eighth aunt, how about you taste my tobacco?"

"You know how to borrow flowers to offer Buddha. ”

The eighth aunt's face was full of smiles, and she slowly floated in front of Ling Bai and stretched out her smoking gun.

Ling Bai carefully took out a few shreds of tobacco, filled the dog's legs, and lit the fire.

The eighth aunt took two puffs in a sullen voice, spit out white smoke, and smiled on her face, "The tobacco is excellent, just like your little monk." ”

Aunt Xie complimented. ”

....

Sometimes the distance between people is a cigarette thing, turning the impossible into a possibility.

The two talked quite familiarly, leaving Jingyue and Ma Danhong aside.

"Eighth aunt. Ma Danhong pouted and shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Got it. The eighth aunt took a puff of her cigarette and said slowly: "The dirt here has been cleaned up, and we should also go to the source of the corpse." ”

"Little monk, the source of the corpse is very dangerous, don't go, my aunt and the little girl are already lacking in strength, and I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you then. She glanced at Ling Bai and specially instructed.

After speaking,

The old lady rose to the sky wrapped in Ma Danhong.

It wasn't until the two of them left that Monk Jingyue relaxed and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Senior brother, don't be deceived by that aunt, these spirits who have cultivated to become essences, although they are worshipped, they were also murderous villains before, not something that can be trusted. ”

"You seem to know them well. ”

"Fox Yellow and White Willow Gray are the five great immortals of the north, which originated from the shamanism of the Manchus in the northeast. Mountain spirits and wild monsters, beasts are untamable, vindictive, and not easy to get along with. ”

Ling Bai's eyelids jumped slightly, he seemed to have just made a yellow skin with a smart mind a few days ago, and he wouldn't provoke a bunch of weasels like "Second Master Huang"...

I don't know if it's good or not.

"People are under the roof .... Isn't it?"

Jingyue understood and said with a smile: "Senior brother and I want to go together." ”

“.......”

How did you come up with a piece?

You have a murderous face, and you can't wait to cut down the eighth aunt. And I just want to keep my eyebrows down and pleasing to my eyes.

It's not the same at all.

Monk Jingyue is a blood monk with a murderous intent, and if he has the ability now, he will probably carry a sword to cut the eighth aunt.

The two walked around the city a few times and recited the mantra a few times, but they still couldn't hold back the sense of justice in their hearts and decided to leave for the source of the corpse.

Fu Pei'er's body was lying in the cold mud, her face peaceful.

Nearby, two masked men in robes gathered in front of the corpse.

"Let's do it, there's still a gap in this place. The gray-robed man said coldly, his voice without the slightest emotion.

"Hmm. ”

Narrator: A diminutive man nodded heavily, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his pale arms, and made a cut with a dagger, dripping a few drops of blood onto Fu Pei'er's lips.

Followed by centipedes, toads, black snakes, spiders.....

Methodically stuffed the poison into Fu Pei'er's mouth, and a little bead of sweat oozed from the short man's forehead.

"Hurry up," the gray-robed man urged, "someone is going to the source of the corpse." ”

"Hehe, what are you afraid of, they never thought that our array would be near that person's bronze coffin. The qi in this place is isolated, and the source of the corpse that destroys the soul has also spawned a ferocious evil corpse, which is enough for them to have a headache. ”

That being said, the short man sped up his hand.

After a strange gesture, Fu Pei'er's eyelids twitched twice.

"It's back to life, at least for a few decades. ”

The two took out iron cables to lock Fu Pei'er and hung it in the air, and dozens of corpse oil lamps were placed underground.

"Let's go, don't disturb the one. ”

The gray-robed man's eyes were cold, and he rose to the sky, and the short man followed closely behind.

The two of them walked out of the cave and stood on the top of the mountain looking into the distance.

"Shhh ”

The gray-robed man gasped.

"What's wrong?"

"Look over there. The gray-robed man looked at a depression next to the corpse's source.

"Displaced?" the short man looked horrified. He didn't dare to look more, his eyes hurt from the corpse of the existence, and if it weren't for the bronze coffin, his eyes might not be usable.

"Well, I'm afraid that's not a good sign. There was also a mahogany coffin pressed under it, as if it were ..... Sleeping on ..... pillow"

"So naughty. The short man blurted out.

"Shut up, she's not something we can put on a stunt, let's go. ”

The gray-robed man frowned, and finally took a look at the source of the lifeless corpse, and rose to the sky.

......

Above the clouds,

Two white cranes fell sharply, and two Taoists stepped on the crane's back and landed on the mountain.

The white crane dissipated and turned into a gray mist that dissolved in the red earth.

Lao Dao pulled out the long sword behind his back, looked ahead, and said in a deep voice: "Be careful, something is about to come out." ”