Liaozhai Great Sage

Qingmei raised her pretty face slightly, opened a pair of bright eyes, met the man's gaze with shyness and joy, felt a little nervous all over, and subconsciously grabbed the corners of her clothes with a pair of thin white hands with a little translucency.

This looks like a little daughter-in-law.

"You are much more beautiful than before." Li Xiuyuan smiled.

"The concubine's body hasn't changed, it's the same as before." Qingmei said shyly, but her heart was joyful.

"The yang energy on my husband's body is so strong, I seem to see a flame wrapped around my husband, and I want to set my body on fire."

"Feel sorry."

Li Xiuyuan hastily stepped back two steps.

Qingmei's ghost is still too immature, even if it blocks the breath, it can't even bear the yang energy on its own body. This is much worse than Tieshan and the others.

"It's because my concubine is too useless. I can't compare to that girl Nie. She is very good at cultivation. She has practiced for a hundred years, and she can have skin similar to that of a man." She said with a little inferiority.

"Miss Nie? Is that Nie Xiaoqian?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

Qingmei nodded and said, "Yes, husband also knows?"

"Of course I know, she was seducing a stupid scholar before." Li Xiuyuan said.

Qingmei said: "Miss Nie is also a poor woman. She was originally a lady from a wealthy family with a scholarly family. Because she accompanied her mother to burn incense in Lanruo Temple, she died of a sudden illness. Her mother buried her in the back mountain of Lanruo Temple. , Originally a quiet place of Buddhism, with the influence of Buddhism, it can become a good ghost, but unexpectedly met a thousand-year-old tree spirit. Her bones were manipulated by the tree spirit, and she had to obey the order of the tree spirit to seduce the past. passers-by, to draw human blood for the tree spirit."

"So that's the case." Li Xiuyuan nodded, not surprised at all.

Because of Nie Xiaoqian's background, he could more or less guess it.

"What about you, your bones are safe." Li Xiuyuan said again.

"Thanks to my husband, my body is intact." Qingmei said.

"The tree demon didn't attack your bones?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

Qingmei shook her head: "The tree demon really wanted to control my body's bones, but when its roots extended to the vicinity of my body's coffin, it lost its strength, so my body's bones have not been controlled by the tree demon. If the concubine's guess is correct, it is the effect of the golden lock, and after the concubine became a ghost, the golden lock was also worn around her neck."

"This golden lock was opened by my master before, saying that it can keep you safe, protect your soul, and calm your mind. This is one of the back-hands I left behind that day, and you were buried with my own hands. Your luck is connected with me. You will also be protected in the dark, as long as I don't die, no one can harass your bones." Li Xiuyuan said.

Back then, in order to consecrate the gold, silver and jade locks, the blind Taoist took a bowl of his blood, and I don't know what kind of Taoism was performed on it.

Out of his trust in his master that day, he dared to bury Qingmei here.

In addition, he also believes in the asylum in the dark.

People who are buried with their own saintly fate will be protected by their own luck, and in addition, they have already established a marriage during their lifetime, and this luck is even more closely connected.

Even if there is difficulty, it can turn danger into good fortune.

"It turns out that my husband made so many arrangements that day, but I didn't know about it." Qingmei said in surprise, but at the same time she felt a little sweet in her heart.

After this arrangement, it was enough to show that the husband at that time attached great importance to him.

"Speaking of protection, there is a voice from the concubine." Suddenly, Qingmei said again.

"Who?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

"It's the old abbot of Lanruo Temple, Master Liaokong. I remember that one day the tree demon personally tried to control the corpse of my concubine. Master Liaokong suddenly appeared and fought with the tree demon. In the end, the tree demon disappeared with Master Liaokong. After entering the dense forest of the back mountain, this matter will end here. As for Master Kong Kong, I have never seen him again."

After finishing speaking, she said with some regrets.

"Master Liaokong has passed away." Li Xiuyuan's eyes moved slightly, looking deep into the dense forest.

Did not expect such a thing to happen during this period.

Master Liaokong risked his life to protect Qingmei's body.

Is this a shelter in the dark, or is it the good cause planted by Master Kong?Or maybe it's just a coincidence.

"Tomorrow I will have the guards come over and remove your coffin. Since you have become the body of a ghost, there is no need for the bones to be buried here. There are all lonely ghosts here. I will not let you continue to be buried here." Hang around here." Li Xiuyuan said.

"Everything is up to the husband." Qingmei said softly.

Just when Li Xiuyuan and Qingmei reunited to reminisce about the past.

Deep in the dense forest of the back mountain.

Yan Chixia and Xia Houwu chased and killed the tree demon, and before they knew it, they were already very deep. The ancient trees here are towering, the crowns of the trees cover the sun, and the surroundings are dark.

But the smell of putrid corpses was particularly strong, and there were bursts of strange laughter from the surrounding vegetation from time to time, which made people's hair stand on end.

"This is the old lair of the tree demon. We chased too deeply." Yan Chixia said.

"What are you afraid of? When the monster comes, I will hack him to death." Xia Houwu still said angrily.

Once his martial arts practitioners accepted ghosts, they immediately became unafraid.

A knight-errant swordsman like him, in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, even the kings of a country would dare to assassinate them, let alone be afraid of little ghosts.

"Yan Chixia, you are so brave, you dare to chase here alone, I can't deal with Li Xiuyuan, can't I even kill you?"

The dryad's hoarse voice resounded from all directions, regaining his courage and no longer being afraid.

It seemed to have sensed it, and Li Xiuyuan didn't chase after it.

The tree demon grandma thought that no one in this world is afraid of Li Xiuyuan except Li Xiuyuan, that guy is his nemesis, catastrophe, his body was cut down by him before, and the foundation of becoming a fairy was broken, and today's appearance has damaged nearly a hundred years of Taoism , the next time it can't even guarantee whether it can escape from Li Xiuyuan alive.

As for the two guys in front of me, one Yan Chixia has the means of a sword fairy, but her skills are a little shallow and she can't exert much strength, and the other is an ordinary warrior. Since she can't fly into the sky, she can't Calling the wind and calling the rain, even if you can't even subdue demons and eliminate demons, then you don't have to be afraid.

"Little ones, kill them."

Out of caution, Grandma Dryad didn't choose to do it herself, but ordered her subordinates to do it.

Although it has been a demon for half a year, it still forcibly gathered a group of demons and ghosts.

Immediately, in the darkness of the nearby woods, bursts of strange laughter sounded, and gusts of sinister wind blew towards the show and Xia Houwu.

The stench of the wind was so disgusting that it made people's eyes sting and they almost wanted to vomit.

"This is ghost energy, keep your tongue shut, and be careful not to blow your eyes, or you will be blinded easily." Yan Chixia snorted, and dropped the sword in her hand: "Yujian~!"

The sharp sword immediately soared into the air, flying and circling in the mid-air, chasing those dark winds away.

His sword can kill demons and goblins, and the Yin Feng let out a miserable cry immediately after being cut, and then suddenly collapsed into the air, unable to condense again.

Seeing this, Xia Houwu raised his sword and slashed at the dark wind blowing nearby. It felt as if the sword had been slashed on a person, and he screamed again and again, and the evil spirits wailed endlessly.

"A good sword, indeed, is as big as the sky and the earth, and has the greatest reason. The scholar must be a very powerful scholar. His reasoning can kill ghosts and gods."