Text Chapter Seventy-Four: The Ghost of the Corpse Mountain

The moon stars are scarce, and the miserable white path is naturally getting narrower and narrower. The mottled shadows of the trees on the ground swayed in the wind from time to time, like demons with teeth and claws. Mu Wushuang, Li Shuanghua, Zhang Zhubei, and Liu Manmang flashed through the gap in the trees and went straight to the bandits' den. Liu Manmang carried the golden silk nine-ring sword on his back, rushed in front of the soldiers, Mu Wushuang followed closely with the sentence sword, and Li Shuanghua was ten steps away behind Mu Wushuang, almost parallel to Zhang Zhubei. Except for Mu Wushuang, the other three people in the group all made light contributions.

Mu Wushuang once competed with Yang Tiantai in terms of foot strength, and Li Shuanghua had quietly reminded him before setting off this time: You don't have to chase with all your strength, just don't lag too far behind Liu Manmang. Because Li Shuanghua guessed that there would be someone behind who would be responsible for monitoring them, Li Shuanghua deliberately slowed down and let Zhang Zhubei follow at his own speed. And Liu Manmang, who was at the front, seemed to be sprinting all the time because he wanted to conserve his physical strength, but in fact he didn't use all his strength. Li Shuanghua deliberately delayed time, so Mu Wushuang didn't have much trouble chasing Liu Manmang. Mu Wushuang clenched the sentence in his hand and said silently: "There are Master and Uncle Lu in the inn, plus Aunt Luo and the three of them, it should be about the same......" However, Li Tianmu and the others naturally understood that if Zhang Xiuwen really wanted to make a move, they might not be able to parry.

Li Shuanghua and Zhang Zhubei both looked at each other silently with their spare eyes, for fear that the other party would suddenly attack. Mu Wushuang had also been vigilantly paying attention to Zhang Zhubei and Liu Manmang's every move, until the sentence fell sword and let out a slight roar, and Mu Wushuang suddenly stopped his figure. Liu Manmang heard Mu Wushuang suddenly stand in place, quickly turned around and drew his knife and pointed at Mu Wushuang. Li Shuanghua and Zhang Zhubei also showed their weapons and jumped to the side, pointing at the people they suspected. At first glance, it looks like four people facing each other. Mu Wushuang pointed the sword of the fallen sword and said, "Senior uncles, I'm afraid it's around here." ”

Liu Manmang looked around and whispered, "Master...... Rabbit cub, are you sure?" Mu Wushuang nodded and said, "Sure." "Throwing corpses into the wilderness is very much in line with the virtues of those people. Li Shuanghua said angrily. Liu Manmang pondered for a moment, and then said with a big sword: "Since this is the case, then let's look for it at both ends." Mu Wushuang shrugged his nose and took a deep breath, and said to Liu Manmang with great confidence: "Don't be so troublesome, it should be here." Then Mu Wushuang stretched out his right hand and pointed to the woods behind Zhang Zhubei.

Zhang Zhubei cautiously glanced back and said, "Okay, since my nephew said so, then let's go and take a look." After speaking, Zhang Zhubei quietly gave a secret signal to Liu Manmang, and slowly turned around and walked towards the woods. Liu Manmang did not hesitate to grasp the nine-ring knife with his backhand and strode into the woods. Mu Wushuang and Li Shuanghua glanced at each other, then Mu Wushuang gave her a follow-up look, and slowly followed Liu Manmang into the woods. Zhang Zhubei walked in the front, and his eyes and ears naturally did not dare to relax for a moment. When Zhang Zhubei couldn't hear Mu Wushuang's footsteps, he would stop his actions intentionally or unintentionally. Mu Wushuang and Li Shuanghua were also careful to watch out for Zhang Zhubei. In this way, the speed is naturally extremely slow, Mu Wushuang felt that it was a bit of a fuss, but when he just wanted to speak, Zhang Zhubei made a stop gesture.

Zhang Zhubei slowly took two steps back before whispering, "What a heavy grievance!" Mu Wushuang immediately walked to Zhang Zhubei's side when he heard this, and then felt a bloody stench wafting around with the wind. Liu Manmang slowly raised his sword fingers, closed his eyes, and silently recited the awakening mantra. This awakening spell is similar to opening the Heavenly Eye, although it is not as real as the Heavenly Eye, but it saves time and effort. After Liu Manmang opened his eyes, he saw a trace of dark red blood light coming out in front of him, floating around with the moonlight. Li Shuanghua naturally saw that this place was full of evil spirit, and couldn't help but flip his wrist and put the silver ring across his chest. Zhang Zhubei took a few steps back and stood behind Mu Wushuang and said, "According to what the master and nephew have seen, what should we do?" Mu Wushuang suddenly felt funny when he heard this: Yang Tiantai's ability to exorcise evil spirits has been seen before, and now that Zhang Zhubei is as famous as Yang Tiantai, his ability is naturally not under Yang Tiantai. Zhang Zhubei retreated at this time, just to let Mu Wushuang rush forward.

Mu Wushuang was already bold, and he didn't think about it so much, so he snorted coldly and wanted to go up and check it out. Li Shuanghua suddenly smiled and said: "Fatty, you are still a big man with the same name as Yang Daxia, and your courage is not as good as a bastard!" Li Shuanghua deliberately bit the three words of Yang Daxia very hard, and Zhang Zhubei's face changed slightly when he heard this. Zhang Zhubei showed that kind smile and said: "The little lady is really sharp-toothed, Lao Tzu can go, just don't be scared for a while." As he spoke, Zhang Zhubei took out a cinnabar paper talisman from his arms and pinched it between his fingers, and rushed into the shadows of the woods with a dodge.

"Damn, fuck me!" Zhang Zhubei suddenly shouted. Hearing this, Mu Wushuang rushed forward in a few arrow steps, and after bypassing a few big trees, he suddenly saw a large pile of white bone remains piled up in front of him. The White Bone Mountain was more than a man tall, and at a glance, it stretched deeper into the woods. Mu Wushuang immediately felt a burst of anger: These bandits don't know how many people they have to kill before they can pile up this mountain of corpses! Li Shuanghua rushed over and covered his mouth with his hand after just one look, and held back a mouthful of sour water back into his stomach. "Damn it, you can't keep them!" Zhang Zhubei said with a roar. Mu Wushuang was a little surprised, and then Zhengse said silently: Although this Uncle Zhang is a little yin, it is rare to go with me this time.

When a few people were looking around to see if there were any suspicious characters, a woman's laughter suddenly came from the depths of the woods: "Hehehe......" The woman's shrill and clear laughter made people shudder—even Mu Wushuang felt that his hair stood on end. Mu Wushuang lowered his eyebrows and said silently: "People...... How can you make such a laugh?" Liu Manmang immediately closed his lips and silently raised the Nine Ring Knife. Zhang Zhubei raised his sword finger holding the paper talisman and shouted loudly, "What a demon, don't get out quickly!" As soon as Zhang Zhubei's words fell, a woman with white hair and a blue dress slowly floated out of the woods. The woman's long hair covered the right half of her face, revealing only the left half of her pretty face, but there was a deep scar on her fair face. The woman slowly raised her head, and a left eyeball, which seemed to be extremely tired, slowly swept over the four of Mu Wushuang.

Liu Manmang looked at the woman for a moment, and suddenly whispered: "It's not good, I've met a master!" Zhang Zhubei frowned, suddenly his eyes panicked, and he hurriedly put down the paper talisman in his hand, and said respectfully: "Dare to ask, is Your Excellency a ghost Wang senior?" The woman snorted and said slowly: "Heh, there are still people who know the name of the old man." Grandma Ghost's voice was old and hoarse, and it was extremely incommensurate with her appearance in her thirties. Zhang Zhubei swallowed a mouthful of saliva and thought: "It's really her! With her light skills that are as slow and fluttering as a ghost just now, her skills are absolutely unfathomable!" After Liu Manmang knew that she was a ghost grandmother, his heart was also tight. He had heard of the name of the ghost grandmother when he was in his twenties, but he hadn't heard rumors about her in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, but he didn't expect to meet it here!

Thirty-three days of Bu Helai, bloody hands cover the sky, money and people's lamps, ghost Wang Xiaoru, people in the rivers and lakes call the gods and devils three uniques. Qian Rendeng and Bu Helai have been fighting for the first place in the world for decades, and they are always overwhelmed by Bu Helai's skills, and the ghost grandmother Wang Xiaoru is also a big master who can definitely rank in the top ten in the rivers and lakes. It's just that Wang Xiaoru is both good and evil, and no one knows what she will do. Wang Xiaoru slowly glanced at the four people, and a strange smile appeared on her face: "Not bad, not bad, quite Peugeot." Li Shuanghua's heart jumped wildly when she heard this, Wang Xiaoru said this, it must be aimed at her.

Wang Xiaoru reached out and touched his jaw, and the four of them saw a flower in front of them, Li Shuanghua suddenly felt that a pair of hands lightly touched his face, and suddenly screamed. Mu Wushuang and the three of them hurriedly turned around to take a look, only to find that the ghost grandmother Wang Xiaoru had come behind Li Shuanghua in an instant. Mu Wushuang set up the sentence sword, and Zhang Zhubei and Liu Manmang also held the weapons tightly in their hands. Wang Xiaoru slowly floated in front of Li Shuanghua, and saw Li Shuanghua's face covered with beads of sweat, and he didn't dare to move, so he smiled and said: "That Xianyun Taoist is an old man's subordinate, who killed him without knowing whether he was alive or dead?!"