Patriarch of Wanjiao

Longyuan Mansion, within the territory of Yinshan Mountain.

The black clouds are like a boat crossing across the vast night sky, setting off a round of bright moon.

On the long and narrow mountain road, a caravan is rushing through the stars.

Such a situation would have been unimaginable three years ago.

"Ling, I heard that there used to be many demons and ghosts in this Yin mountain, and no one dared to leave during the day. Is it true?"

Inside the caravan, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy couldn't help asking.

He raised his neck and looked around curiously. In the vast night, except for the wind and grass, he could only hear the chirping of birds and beasts in the mountains. As for the ghosts in the adults' mouths, he had never seen even a hair on the way.

This made him a little disappointed when he was traveling for the first time.

"Stinky boy, what is that expression on your face? Do you think meeting a demon is a good thing?"

Ling took two sharp puffs of the pipe on his head, and then knocked the pipe and pot on the wheel of the car twice.

When he was young, he went to the capital with a caravan for the first time, but he encountered ghosts. Who would have thought that those women from good families who stayed in the temple were transformed by a nest of rat spirits.

Especially at night, these women from good families are all enjoying the cool in the yard, their clothes are so thin that it seems that the family conditions are not good.

In the scorching summer, who wouldn't see such a formation and not set fire to it?

That is to say, his body is different from ordinary people. As soon as he thought about it, he had already reached the ultimate bliss, and his life was spilled, and his trouser pocket was in vain.

But those companions of his were not so lucky, each one of them was like a weasel entering a big chicken coop, pulling those good women one after another, trying to explore the mysteries of human reproduction, and in the end...

Ling shook his head and sighed. He only remembered that when he got out of bed in the middle of the night and got up at night, under the moonlight, blood was flowing in the backyard, broken limbs were scattered on the ground, and a group of dark figures crowded in the corner, with their backs to He, rustling, seemed to be chewing on something.

At that scene, Ling shook his head and never forget it.

The group of dark figures are obviously women's bodies, with slender waists and uneven bumps, but they have red manes on their bodies, and their slender tails sweep across the ground recklessly, fiddled with pieces of meat and bones. .

The most disgusting thing is that the heads of these figures are like rats, and the long beards glow strangely under the moonlight.

"If I hadn't been smart and powerful back then, I would have become the food of those ghosts long ago, how could I have survived to this day?" Ling said in a deep voice.

Fortunately, the group of monster catchers came in time, otherwise, he would just fall into his own piss forever.

As soon as the words fell, the partners in the caravan couldn't help but look at him reverently.

This is a living legend. In that team back then, only Ling Baotou survived. At a young age, he became famous and gradually gained reuse. Later, no apprentices came in, and he could always hear that Ling Baotou, who was a smart rat-fighting monster, escaped. The legend of the day of birth.

Ling looked at the faces of the crowd, but smiled without saying a word.

"Brother Ling, will we meet ghosts?" The young man couldn't help asking, with a hint of excitement and anticipation.

If it was like this all the way, it would be too dull and boring. After returning, how could he brag to the girls about the ups and downs along the way?
"If you came to Yinshan Mountain two or three years ago, you would have met him. Not only could you have met him, but you could have stayed here for a long time." Ling shook his head and said calmly.

If it was two or three years ago, he would not have dared to take this path.

"Is there such a good thing?" The young man seemed careless.

Ling turned his head to hear the words, gave him a hard look, and then slowly said: "In the past, there lived a very powerful ghost in Yinshan Mountain, named Yinshan Ghost Grandma, there were many monsters under his command, and there were many corpses in the mountain..."

Back then, in the land of three mountains, when the name of Yinshan Ghost Grandma was mentioned, even a child who had just reached the full moon would be so scared that he would wean himself immediately.

At that time, Yinshan Guigrandmother had even more powerful subordinates, such as Black Bat Demon, Tiger Mountain Lord, Yelang Lord, Brain Silkworm, Small Brain Silkworm... and many ghosts and ghosts raised in his Hundred Ghosts Garden, which can be described as strong soldiers and horses. The reputation is second only to the Montenegrin Old Demon.

"Fortunately, the immortal head of Luofu Mountain has great powers. Two years ago, he eradicated the demons of Yin Mountain..."

A look of gratitude appeared on Ling Baotou's face. He had lived to such a long time, and he really never thought that one day he would be able to walk the road of Yinshan in the middle of the night.

"How free are they?" The boy's immature face couldn't hide the disappointment.

boom……

As soon as the words were finished, Ling raised his head to the cigarette pot and knocked on the boy's head, causing a howl of pain.

"Dare to be disrespectful to the elders? Do you know that if it weren't for the elders of Luofu Mountain, your voice would attract ghosts..."

Ling turned his head to look at the smooth road ahead, and said with a grin: "Now, even if you shout out your throat, there will be no ghosts appearing in this shadowy mountain."

rumbling...

As soon as the words fell, the narrow and long mountain road suddenly shook, and bursts of gravel rolled down the mountain, making the horse neigh in shock.

"What's going on? What happened?" The boy shouted excitedly.

rumbling...

At this moment, a terrifying demonic aura shot up from the mountain, sweeping away the dark clouds and shattering the bright moonlight.

The terrible weather frightened all the flatterers to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and twitching continuously.

"Demon... ghost..."

The young man hid under the car, a foul-smelling yellow-white substance flowed out from under his body, and he was already trembling with fear from the weather.

"Ling...Ling head, didn't you say...there are no ghosts here?"

The young man trembled tremblingly, his teeth chattered, and in the end, he started to cry.

"I want to go home... I want my mother..." the boy sobbed.

pop... pop...

At this moment, Ling put his head around the boy's collar, bowed left and right, and slapped him twice before he calmed down. There was deep fear and doubt in it.

After the Yinshan ghost grandma was destroyed, didn't it mean that this place was safe and free from ghosts?
rumbling...

Suddenly, the terrifying demonic energy exploded violently, and a burst of flames emerged, like surging river waves, like undying tides, and the revolving moon waxed and waned, shaking mountains and rivers for hundreds of miles.

"My mother..."

Ling fell to his knees with a plop, his old face covered with fear.

The soaring flame was clearly still far away, as if imprisoned in the depths of the Yin Mountain, but mortals like them still felt hopeless on the verge of life and death, as if just looking at it, they would disappear into the billowing world of mortals.

"Thinking in the void to transform supernatural powers, the samadhi karma in the fire is endless..."

Suddenly, a heavy sound suddenly sounded, like thunder from the sky, descending on the world.

"Playing with fire... Your [Fire Tripitaka] has improved a lot... It's a pity that it's useless to me."

The cold words echoed between the mountain depressions, and suddenly, a huge but slender body slowly emerged, like a dragon and a snake landing on the ground, with layers of golden halos, pressing down the soaring flames and bowing their heads.

"Stinky loach, the merits I have done are given by the master himself. They are the essence of the world's fire law, the punishment of the light, the Dharma of the king of Ming, the change of Nanli, and the extinction of all things... You can break the situation if you say that you can break the sky. That's what's great."

In the bright flames, a little boy emerges, fierce and domineering, lingering like a wind, with distinct horns on his head, red eyes like fire, blue clouds on his temples, and crescent moons on his eyebrows like knives.The sound is like the roar of spring thunder, and the sharp eyes are as bright as lightning.To know the true surname of this demon, the Holy Infant Boy Huo Xingling.

"Nonsense, who is not bestowed by the master himself for cultivating profound skills? You are the only one who can do it? Do you think that if you cultivate the real fire of samadhi, you can overwhelm me?"

"Red Dragon Transformation."

At this moment, in layers of golden light, a loud shout resounded, and immediately after that, the huge and slender body suddenly changed, like a red streak soaring into the air, spanning tens of miles, the terrifying power caused the entire Yin mountain to tremble .

The flames soaring into the sky seemed to be integrated with the soaring chilian, and it was about to swallow the entire Yinshan Mountain.

"My mother... This... Doesn't this mean that there are no ghosts?"

Ling fell to his knees with a thump of his head, kowtowing like garlic.

This kind of power is earth-shattering, seeing that the huge Yinshan Mountain is crumbling, such a battle, even when the Yinshan Ghost Grandma was there, it never happened.

"My God, you two... just accept the supernatural powers."

At this moment, a figure walked into Yinshan Mountain, and faced the great battle, he repeatedly saluted and begged.

This person is none other than Xiao Chaoyuan, the former vice seat of the Shanguiyuan.

Today, Li Mo's former senior teacher has already become the deputy head of Luofu Mountain.

At the beginning, Li Mo swept Yinshan, Black Mountain ghosts, advanced to Xuantian Pavilion, and went to the capital.

As Li Mo's former immediate boss, Xiao Chaoyuan has also risen to the top, and has been promoted again and again. He responded to the comment of the blind man he met when he was young.

According to Xiao Chaoyuan's vision, it seems certain that he will be the head teacher of Luofu Mountain in five years' time.

But Xiao Chaoyuan never dreamed that Li Mo raised a group of ghosts and left them in Yinshan.

Back then, when Li Mo left Longyuan Mansion, Xiao Chaoyuan asked Xiao Chaoyuan to pay attention and take care of him when necessary.

Xiao Chaoyuan listened to it, and didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, Li Mo is a disciple of Luofu Mountain, a dignified demon catcher. Even if he raises one or two demons, it should be commonplace and he has been tamed long ago.

But Xiao Chaoyuan never imagined in his dreams, how could there be a ghost or two on this horse?It's like leaving a nest of mountain kings, which is even more terrifying than the Yinshan ghost grandma back then.

This group of ghosts is entrenched in the Yin Mountain, and they have to compete with each other every five days, and the commotion becomes bigger and bigger every time, and every time they wipe their butts, he has to do it.

If it wasn't for Xiao Chaoyuan, the imperial court would have discovered it a long time ago and sent troops to encircle and suppress it.

Just like that, the group of ghosts, just like their ancestors, didn't take it seriously at all.

After coming and going, Xiao Chaoyuan almost became the chief manager of Yinshan Mountain. He even built a thatched hut at the foot of the mountain. The dignified deputy head of Luofu Mountain moved to such a remote place and lived there.

"It's really bad luck for me to step on a horse for eight lifetimes... Li Mo, you have hurt me."

Xiao Chaoyuan kept complaining, how could he intervene in this kind of fairy fight?No one listened.

rumbling...

The terrifying air wave was like a flood bursting an embankment, it directly sent Xiao Chaoyuan flying, and shot him into the rock wall in the mountain, and he couldn't even buckle it off.

"Wow wow wow..."

At this moment, a piercing cry came from the depths of the Yin Mountain, shaking the bright moon in the sky to appear a double image.

The entire Yinshan Mountain is precarious, like a boat that is not tied to the river and the sea, and it will turn back and forth at any time.

In an instant, the flames all over the sky trembled, condensed into a ball amidst the crying, Chi Lian, who was tens of miles across, danced wildly, put away his true form, and flew into the mountain.

"The trash is awake?"

The Holy Infant Boy frowned, opened his mouth suddenly, but sucked all the psychic fire eyes into his stomach, and then stepped out with one step, closely following Jinlin.

Yinshan Ancient Cave.

The trash baby was lying on a huge rock, with colorful halos all over his body.

The stone seemed to be alive, and it would rise and fall gently, as if it was breathing.

clap la la...

There was a wave of fluctuation, like ripples, and Jin Lin flew in with his tail flicking.

Compared to when Li Mo left, he looked less like a carp, with a slender figure and even a pair of horns growing on his head.

Jin Lin held his head up, looked around carefully, and was relieved when he saw that the trash baby had fallen asleep again.

"Where are you crying for your mother? If you have nothing to do, you will cry as soon as you step on the horse... sooner or later you will be fried." Jinlin said with a mouthful.

"If you have the ability, wait until this trash wakes up..."

At this moment, the Holy Infant came in, with a sneer in his red eyes.

"I won't..." Jin Lin said stubbornly.

"Um!?"

At this moment, the Holy Infant Boy's gaze sank, and he found a stone slab beside the waste baby, with densely packed small characters written on it.

"This is……"

The Holy Infant Boy picked up the slate, and frowned immediately.

"Xiao Hei is gone?" Jin Lin glanced, and his face became ugly.

The little black cat was different from them. It was originally a ghost who escaped from the Tianshi Mansion. It was because of meeting Li Mo that it saved its life.

These years, the little black cat has been hiding in the Yin Mountain, practicing the [Nine Heavens Responding Yuan Lei Bu Sutra], and now he has achieved a small amount of success, but he left without saying goodbye.

"Leaving without saying a word, what do you mean?" Jin Lin gritted his teeth, his words were displeased, but there was deep worry in his eyes.

"Where will she go?" The Holy Infant Boy frowned.

"God, you finally stopped..."

At this moment, Xiao Chaoyuan ran in with a flustered expression and was out of breath. It took him a lot of effort to detain himself.

"Thanks to the waste...Master Silkworm made a move." Xiao Chaoyuan almost made a mistake.

"You two... can you try not to make trouble in the middle of the night?"

Xiao Chaoyuan looked helpless, completely unaware of the subtle atmosphere here, and tried his best to breathe calmly.

At this moment, he has completely given up, as long as he doesn't make too much trouble, as long as he doesn't leave Longyuan Mansion, he can still cover it a little bit, and can wipe any kind of ass.

"As long as you stay in this mountain, I will take care of it from above." Xiao Chaoyuan made a final concession.

But at this moment, Holy Infant Boy and Jin Lin met each other, looked at the slate in their hands in unison, and finally turned their eyes to Xiao Chaoyuan.

Immediately, a strong uneasiness surged up in the heart of the Deputy Headmaster of Luofu Mountain like a rush.

……

Two days later.

Capital City, Youlong Pavilion.

"I've been hiding outside for two days, and you haven't seen my father?"

As early as the day when Li Mo entered Changhen Mountain, Master Ji had already fled out of the capital, wandering around for three days before returning.

"It doesn't matter whether you see it or not." Li Mo shook his head with a smile.

He devoured the blood river, merged with the natural spirit pool, stepped into the seedling state, and let Jie Ren absorb the blood essence of the black sword in Wang Yulou's body, which can be described as a bumper harvest.

Now that the goal has been achieved, it seems that it is not so important to see King Zhennan.

"I heard that there was a lot of commotion in Everlasting Regret Mountain two days ago. There are Guixu monsters here to subdue the law? Does it have anything to do with you?"

Master Ji was very well informed, and looked at Li Mo suspiciously.

"What's your expression? Do you think I'm that kind of loser? Where did something happen?"

Li Mo's eyes widened, and he quickly shook his head in denial: "These days, I am busy with official duties, how could I get involved in these chaos?"

While talking, Li Mo lowered his voice and said: "In the past two days, I caught a bear demon from Pingdingshan..."

"Pingxiong?" Master Ji asked in surprise.

Pingdingshan is a strange mountain in the outskirts of the capital city. More than 300 years ago, it was once occupied by Guixu monsters. As a secret stronghold, it has not been discovered for more than 20 years.

Later, when the Dongchuang incident happened, the court was furious and severely reprimanded Hongmen for his ineffectiveness.

Since then, there have been many strange things in Pingdingshan. The ghosts raised there are very special, with many inexplicable unusual things.

For example, the bear demon on the flat top has neither protruding strength nor proud blood, so that the world laughs and calls it, the front is not protruding and the back is not protruding, the little flat bear is ridiculous.

However, this kind of ghost is born to be extremely vicious and can cause a lot of misfortune, but if it eats papaya raw, it will turn into a human girl, harmless to humans and animals.Be consistent.

Because of this, some dignitaries with special hobbies flock to the bear demon in Pingdingshan.

"Let me see it, papaya is enough." Ji Shi couldn't wait, and immediately put the matter of Changhen Mountain behind him.

"I'll open a back door for you later, and let you go in and have a look." Li Mo grinned.

beep, beep...

At this moment, a rush of footsteps came from downstairs, and Chen Wangdu came over anxiously, holding a letter in his hand with three chicken feathers on it.

"My lord, there is a letter from Longyuan Mansion, and it seems quite anxious."

Chen Wangdu respectfully handed over the letter in his hand.

"Longyuan Mansion?"

Li Mo's eyes sank slightly, and when he lowered his head, he saw that it was a letter from Xiao Chaoyuan in Luofu Mountain, with crooked handwriting, expressing haste and panic.

"It won't happen."

Li Mo murmured in his heart, since he entered Beijing, Xiao Chaoyuan often wrote to him, reporting the situation of Yinshan ghosts, this is what Li Mo agreed before leaving.

The content of each letter is the same, it is nothing more than how these ghosts behave according to the rules, abide by the law, even do good deeds every day, and are always willing to help others.

Li Mo could see that Xiao Chaoyuan's tears were on every letter he received, probably because he was moved.

"Um!?"

Li Mo opened the letter, glanced at it, and frowned involuntarily.

The content of the letter this time is different from usual, only six words.

The little black cat has come to Beijing!

Inexplicably, the last line in the Fengshen movie sounded in my mind, Wen Zhong, the grand master of Yin Shang, went on an expedition to Beihai, and returned to court triumphantly! ! !