"Tick, tick......"

It's the sound of water dripping on the floor.

As soon as Li Annian moved, the Ziwei Sword silently flew out of its scabbard, hanging in mid-air and emitting a clear cold light.

"Who's there?"

The light gauze curtain rose and fell with the wind, revealing a long snow-white leg, and a sound that seemed to be laughing but not laughing, crying but not crying came, sharply stabbing Ang Lee's eardrums.

Under the light of the Ziwei Sword, the leg shrank back.

Li An's gaze moved, and he saw a very tall woman standing close to the curtain, a sunrise golden phoenix pearl hairpin on her head was shining, and a few strands of wet long hair hung down and stuck to her face, covering half of her face.

The woman wore only a single skirt, the hem of which was crumpled and tied around her waist, her body was almost half-naked, and her long legs were exposed, dazzling white.

Her whole body seemed to have just been fished out of the water, drenched, her hair and dress were dripping downward, and the exposed half of her face was quite beautiful, with a paleness that was close to transparency, and there was no blood.

A faint fishy smell was sent by the wind.

Li An didn't move, and neither did the woman. The two sides were at a stalemate for a moment, and Li An only felt cold all over his body.

The room was so quiet, only the sound of his own breathing, and the sound of water dripping, for so long, the woman had not even breathed a breath, like a walking corpse. The most bizarre thing is that this woman's hair has grown wildly in a short period of time, like the tentacles of a monster, rolling towards Li An.

Li An drove the Ziwei Sword to slash horizontally and vertically, and on the other hand, he floated and retreated.

Hair, as far as the eye can see, hair everywhere. Li An didn't pay attention, his back hit the jade screen, his figure couldn't help but pause slightly, and the next moment, the female ghost's hair wrapped around his neck and slowly tightened.

Li An was stunned and couldn't breathe, and he only then reacted, the strange touch of wet, cold, sticky, greasy just now was a strange strand of hair brushing the back of his neck.

The female ghost stuck to it as if she had no bones, and a hand reached into Li An's arms and probed around, and whispered in his ear: "Little boy, did you find something good just now? Show it to me." ”

Li An was disgusted for a while, pinched the trick with one hand, and struggled to make a move, the Ziwei Sword suddenly flew in, cutting off a few strands of hair wrapped around Li An's neck, who knew that the remaining hair was too thin, and the tighter and tighter it became, and it fell straight into the flesh, so that Li An's face was blue. He couldn't bother to pinch the sword trick anymore, kicking and punching indiscriminately, pulling those hairs with both hands.

Ziwei Sword was undriven, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Seeing that the thing is about to arrive, where is the female ghost willing to stop? She grabbed the creation jade disc on Li An's chest and pulled it out.

Who knew that the red rope tied to the jade disc of creation was cast by Feng Qingyan, and it was constantly pulled alive and dead, and it couldn't be taken off. The female ghost was anxious and angry, her hands were together, and she couldn't help but tear the placket on Li An's chest, revealing a flat peach talisman.

This peach talisman is very strange, there is no seal engraved on it, only dense, different forms of the word "Fu", which is shining by the sun.

Hearing only a terrible scream, the female ghost seemed to be burning her eyebrows, suddenly let go of Li An, and fled.

However, a strand of her hair was still wrapped around Ang Lee's neck, and as soon as she retreated like this, Ang Lee staggered, feeling that she was about to be strangled to death.

At this moment, he heard a loud shout, followed by the wind in Li An's ears, and saw Niu Huaiyi rushing forward with a fist the size of an iron bowl, and punched the ground with a punch.

A scorching air flow erupted from Niu Huaiyi's fist, and the female ghost let out another miserable howl, and where the fist wind passed, there was a faint flash of fire. The hairs withered and turned to ashes like thatch thrown into a blazing fire.

Li An regained his freedom, bowed down and gasped for breath, still a little frightened, and longed for the peach to die. He looked around, and not far away, Cao Wuji stood stiff like a wood carving, still maintaining the posture that he was about to swing with a long whip in his hand.

There was another person in the direction of the whip, five short figures, gray squirrels with short beards, wearing a silver-gray robe, born round and fat, it turned out to be Bu Yizhi.

Wasn't Bu Yizhi imprisoned in the Nightmare Prison of the Heavenly Machine Palace by his master?

Li An was taken aback and shouted loudly: "Someone!"

Bu Yizhi smiled proudly, and when he saw his figure flickering, he reached out and grabbed Li An.

This time, Li An was already on guard, he took out the Taiyi Heavenly Machine Mirror, only to see a flash of ghostly light, and Li An's figure instantly appeared by the door a few feet away.

It happened that the female ghost was beaten by Niu Huaiyi and retreated again and again, and slowly approached the gate. Li An came to his senses, his wrist flicked, a silver needle had been clasped between his fingers, and he was about to sneak attack, but the female ghost seemed to have eyes behind her back, and changed her direction to dodge.

Li An was very disappointed, seeing that Bu Yizhi was chasing after him again, he simply dodged and hid outside the door, waiting for Bu Yizhi to chase after him, pushed the door inward fiercely, and ran away.

Bu Yizhi's kung fu is also very good, he doesn't stop under his feet, he breaks out of the door with a bang, and when he arrives in the courtyard, he hasn't seen Li An, more than a dozen shadow guards are holding short knives and rushing up, Rao is Bu Yizhi is experienced, and he was in a hurry for a while before he eased up.

The martial arts of these shadow guards are only third-rate, but the cooperation between them is extremely perfect, Bu Yizhi can't find a flaw in his eagerness, and he can't clean them up, seeing that the gate of Linjiao Garden is wide open, dozens of shadow guards poured in, and there are also a few big nets.

Bu Yi's heart knew that something was wrong, he was an old man, he refused to suffer the loss in front of him, he reached out and took out a large handful of talismans in his arms, and without looking at it, he threw it out.

"Protect the little prince!"

The shadow guards had some scruples, and the attack slowed down slightly, Bu Yi took a step back, lifted the hem of his robe, and flew out of the side gate of Linjiao Garden, fleeing in a hurry. Leaving the female ghost and Niu Huaiyi to fight for a while, she was surrounded by all the shadow guards, covered her head with a large net, sealed the acupoint, and tied it up like a dumpling and threw it on the ground in front of Li An's feet.

Niu Huaiyi solved Cao Wuji's acupoint and helped him out.

Li An rubbed his neck, surrounded by the stars and moons of the shadow guards, he was full of confidence, put on an old-fashioned posture, and commanded in a deep voice: "Xing Ming, Fang Sheng, you take her down for trial." Xu Tianhe, go and invite Elder Lu, when will the cell of Tianji Palace not even be able to close up a person?"

After that, Li An flicked his sleeves and walked out of Linjiao Garden quickly, stepping on a bluestone path. Cao Wuji and Niu Huaiyi glanced at each other and silently followed.

To the south of Linjiao Garden, there is also a secluded and elegant courtyard called Lifangyuan. It is the place where Feng Qingyan lives and recuperates.

From afar, you can see the clear stream twisting and turning, winding like a belt, and a few egrets playing in the water. On the side of the cloister stone port, the momentum is like a swimming dragon, hanging with various colors of crystal glass wind lanterns.

Feng Qingyan's shirt was scattered, leaning under the corridor, peeling out a grain of pine nuts from the pine tower, accumulating a small handful, putting it in the palm of his hand, throwing away a few empty shells and deflated kernels, and stuffing the remaining pine nuts to He Lianqing.

The corners of He Lianqing's eyes and eyebrows were full of spring, she took the pine nuts with a smile, and when she looked up, she suddenly found that Li An was coming, and her cheeks immediately turned red.

Li An took a few steps forward and saluted, "Master, Master." He looked at Feng Qingyan, then at He Lianqing, and stopped talking.

He Lianqing said: "You talk, I'll go back to the house and rest for a while." ”

At this moment, the sky flashed, Lu Shifeng landed on the edge of the clear stream, and several egrets were frightened and flew away.

In order to facilitate Li An to manage the daily affairs of the Tianji Palace, Feng Qingyan specially made seven jade talismans and distributed them to the seven elders of the Tianji Palace. They carried jade talismans and could freely enter and leave the Linjiao Garden and the Lifang Garden. There is no need to alarm the guards of the palace.

Li Anxin thought about the electricity, faintly felt that it was inappropriate, he hadn't come up with a clue, Lu Shifeng trotted over, and said: "The head, the acting head, the subordinates are derelict in their duties, and I implore the head and the acting head to punish." ”

Feng Qingyan waved his hand lightly and said with a smile: "Something happened, say it slowly." ”

Lu Shifeng wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Yesterday, Elder Jin invited his subordinates to drink, and his subordinates were drunk, and when they woke up, it was already noon, and I heard from the disciple that Elder Jin went to the Nightmare Prison alone. The subordinates felt that something was wrong, so they went to check and found that there were two prisoners at large, one was the iron mouth god Xiang Yizhi, and the other was the Rakshasa ghost mother Su Jiujiu. ”