Since the establishment of the Master of the Skeleton Man, the Master of Dry Bones, Yin Ling Villa has been rooted in the north of Tianshui County for more than 200 years. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the past two hundred years, although the name is not very upright, the style of Yin Spirit Villa over the years has actually not shown any bad deeds.

signal, over the years, there has never been a master of the Shangqing faction who passed by here to kill demons and eliminate violence. Let this Yin Spirit Villa continue to grow and develop until today.

The Skeleton Master has a big disciple, called the Skull Master, after this person has practiced the Xuanyin Dry Bone Vein Technique of the Skeleton Master's First Bloodline, a body of flesh and blood essence has been turned into bones nine times out of ten, and the whole looks skinny like a dry corpse, which is very terrifying.

And the vein of the Skeleton Master, in addition to the exercise of the Xuanyin Dry Bone Vein, there is also an exercise called the Book of Ten Thousand Ghosts.

It is said that it is ten thousand ghosts, but in fact, it is just more than ten special methods of cultivating Xuanyin powerful ghosts.

Among them, there is a kind of powerful ghost, called the Red Soul Resentful Girl, which is to use a woman with a special physique as a material, so that she falls into boundless pain, despair, and self-blame, and then repeatedly tortures her three souls and seven spirits until she completely loses all her memories.

Subsequently, the power of worldly resentment in the lower nine paths is collected and poured into it.

After the initial cultivation of his three souls and seven spirits for resentment, and then let him devour his corpse, he can urge the power of flesh and blood resentment to change in a thousand ways.

Every nine days, he will devour a pregnant woman who is about to give birth, absorbing the power of resentment that the woman will not be able to obtain as a mother and the power of resentment in the womb of a new life that will die tragically.

After nine times like this, after ninety-nine and eighty-one times, the soul completely turns into resentment and blood, and it can be cultivated into a red soul resentment girl, which changes in a myriad of ways, hurting people invisibly.

Therefore, the Skull Master would notify everyone in the county mansion in advance, in order to make Zhu Caiyi fall into real despair in his step-by-step pressing, between hope and despair.

Even Zhu Zhirou and Yang Han stole the incense tripod from Baifuguan, which was also under his attention.

"No, we must cut through the mess quickly, and this time, we must not let anyone who knows escape.

Otherwise, once the murder of the disciples of the Shangqing Sect is exposed, his Skull Master will have ninety-nine lives, which will not be enough for the Shangqing Sect to kill.

And, this time, it's going to be night!"

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Night, no moon.

The drizzling rain slowly fell from the dark clouds in the sky that obscured the bright moon, and turned into strings of water droplets along the neat eaves of Qin'an Mansion.

Night, the night without light, is the best at hiding the evils that occur in the night.

Rain, dense rain, is the best at washing away blood and wailing.

Good night, good rain, a great time to kill.

The tall walls of the palace are taller than the nearby buildings, and the splashes of water falling from the tiles are often three points larger than the surrounding water.

In the center of the Guncheng Mansion, in the house where the Guncheng Lords himself lived, a Miao Miao fragrance rose. Although there is wind and rain, it is continuous, reaching the sky.

Anyone can smell a familiar smell from this breath.

It was the smell of food, the smell of new clothes, the smell of new houses, in short, everything the world longed for, seemed to be contained in this smoke.

"Fragrant, so fragrant, this smell seems to be the steamed pork made by my mother back then.

When I make enough money, when the year is over, I must cut more fat and go back!"

It was an ordinary guard in the Juncheng Mansion, and although he was able to serve as a guard here, what he earned was still a little hard-earned money.

"Huhuhu......"

Wave after wave of wind whistled, and the strange thing was that the rain in the sky still hit the earth straight.

This is no ordinary wind, as if it appeared not in the sky, but in everyone's heart.

"Auntie, I'm so scared!"

In a room just a few steps away from Chen Bailu, Zhu Caiyi was suddenly awakened from her sleep, hugging Zhu Zhirou tightly and refusing to let go.

Zhu Zhirou, who used to be a very fierce woman, showed a motherly smile at this time, gently stroked the long hair behind Zhu Caiyi, and couldn't help but feel relieved: "Caiyi, don't be afraid, with the immortal chief of the Shangqing faction here, everything will pass!"

"Poof!"

It was the first light to go out, and even the dense rain curtain could cover the lantern, the exterior was still intact, but the light inside had long since disappeared quietly.

"Poof...... Burst...... Poof......"

As the lanterns inside and outside the county mansion were extinguished one by one at almost the same time, in no particular order, it seemed that there was an eerie tranquility between heaven and earth.

In the county mansion, no matter how high or low their status is, everyone bit their mouths, clenched their hands, and stared at the sky tightly. It seems that there, there is hope for them.

However, in the room where Chen Bailu was at this time, through a thin layer of paper windows, the flickering fire could still be clearly seen.

The yin wind gusted, whirling in front of Chen Bailu's house, making a whistling sound like a ghost crying.

As the wind turned faster and tighter, the sound of the evil spirit's crying became more and more sharp and long.

Suddenly, a gust of wind that exploded out of thin air seemed to turn into a real figure, instantly slamming Chen Bailu's door open.

The shrill whistling sound overshadowed the waves, like a comet sweeping, and came towards the room in a daze.

In the room at this time, Chen Bailu's figure was quietly suspended above the incense tripod, sitting cross-legged, with his heart facing the sky.

Under the condensation of white smoke, it turned into a dense silk thread, which came out of the incense tripod and flew into the small tripod that floated and rotated quietly above Chen Bailu's hands, and then turned into a thicker silk thread that seemed to be ten million times thicker, and constantly swallowed between Chen Bailu's mouth and nose.

"Good baby, good baby ......"

A voice full of infinite greed continued to come out with the friction of the yin wind, accompanied by a harsh tone.

The next moment, when countless yin winds converged, a black figure roared in.

In Chen Bailu's room, there was a sudden sound of laughter, endless laughter, as if it came from countless people who were watching the joke.

There was a loud "bang".

When countless white bone demon souls appeared in the room one by one, and the intertwined figures blocked every inch of the room, a terrible scream rose from the room.

"No ......"

Then, it was a myriad of densely packed laughter, filled with laughter of satisfaction and disdain, filling the night sky of the county mansion.

"Poof, poof, poof......"

The lantern was bright again, but everyone in the county mansion was destined to have a sleepless night. (To be continued.) )