Taoist chanting

The barking of the dogs gradually ceased, and the men yawned and went back to sleep.

The sound of the clapper of the village watch came from the west end, and it was the third watch.

Wei Xingde put down the stool in his hand and sat down for a short while when he suddenly saw the light that was burning quietly and shook a bit. He wiped his eyes and thought he was staring at the dazzling eyes, but something horrifying happened under his eyes.

The orange lights the size of beans swayed to the left and right.

Here comes that thing!

"Yue... Daoist Yue..."

Hearing Wei Xingde's voice hoarse and trembling, Yue Anyan dodged into the Westinghouse.

Her eyes narrowed, and she saw the lights flickering about to go out. It was an evil thief who was doing something close by to collect his soul.

It was a good trick to turn the tiger away from the mountain. There was more than one thief. Fortunately, the watcher was cautious and let her guard the house and did not go out.

"Shh!"

With a gesture, Yue Anyan scanned the room with his spiritual eye technique, and saw that the town house talisman pasted on the window was rapidly losing a trace of spirituality, and the color was gradually fading. Automatically, I can't see the loss of spirituality, obviously I can resist it for a while.

Yue Anyan took out a cowardly yellow talisman drawn by herself from the bag, and quickly recited the incantation.

The talisman paper attached to the mud wall began to make a loud "squeak" sound. The salt particles scattered on the ground turned into a liquid like water, slowly melting.

Wei Xingde grabbed a wooden foot of the stool, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged. He retreated to the corner of the wall and stared at the light that might go out at any time. His heart was beating rapidly, and his mind was almost blank.

After Yue Anyan finished chanting the mantra, he stepped over the half-melted salt circle and came to the edge of the bed.

The yellow talisman held in his left hand "snapped" to the lying child's forehead, Yuan Qi entered and shouted, "Wake up!"

The cheeks were bright red like a little guy who was about to drip blood. He opened his eyes in response, and he didn't understand. For a while, he didn't know that he was on the edge of life and death, and said blankly: "Daoist Yue..."

He still remembered giving him a penny for a playful female Taoist priest.

The yellow talisman attached to the mud wall stopped making abnormal noises, and the oil lamp behind the bed also returned to normal, no longer shaking.

"It's okay, wash his face with salt water in the bowl, stay indoors and don't go out."

Yue Anyan quickly explained in two sentences by voice transmission. The person had already swept to the main room, pulled the door bolt and rushed into the courtyard. Before the Guanzhu left, the voice transmission instructed her that if she found something wrong, it was important to use the cowardly talisman to save the person first. The thief is secondary, in case the thief has a companion to kill a carbine.

There was a shrill scream similar to a beast from outside, and the soul-harvesting magic was interrupted by her breaking, and the caster was affected.

But it didn't seem too serious, very different from the backlash she knew.

A strange scolding came from outside the yard: "Damn, there is a stinky Taoist priest hidden, which ruins the good deeds of Ben Daxian, you guys who meddle in your business with mice, you will regret it!"

Yue Anyan jumped to the courtyard wall, and saw a dark shadow hidden on the crooked neck jujube tree across the road. There were two bright yellow rays of light that flickered for a while, and it was a pair of eyeballs.

I don't know what kind of monster it is?

Looking at each other, Yue Anyan's robe swayed without wind.

With her left hand, she pinched the Weak Water Cowardice Art to stabilize her mind. She was not affected by the opponent's sorcery, and she also found out the depth of the opponent's Taoism.

But that's all, it's a ghost thing.

"Go away!"

Stepping on the mud wall with one step, Yue An said that his body was like a light swallow, flying over more than three feet, and the cold light of the sword blade flashed in the moonlight.

"Crack", the jujube branch is cut in half.

The dark shadow disappeared without a trace.

Chapter 88

Yue Anyan gently kicked the bare thorn jujube trunk with the tip of his toes, and the whole person flipped back to the courtyard wall lightly.

With a few bangs, several sharp branches projected from below were smashed by the sword light.

The jujube branch that she chopped off fell to the ground with a crash, and the nearby dogs started barking again.

Yue Anyan pointed the tip of his sword to a willow with swaying branches on the river bank.

The group of black shadows did not know what method to use, they hid several feet away, and glared fiercely at the woman in Zhuo Li's mud wall with their yellow eyes.

"A yellow-skinned boy with a fine head can only fool the foolish people. If he dares to call himself a great immortal, isn't he afraid that he will laugh his ass off?"

Yue Anyan did not continue to attack, but sneered.

On the way here, the temple master explained to her that people like this who have enmity with others and use magic to recover their souls for revenge must also obey certain ancient rules. will fail in the future.

But in the face of an inhuman existence, she still carefully guards the yard and does not give the other party a chance.

Heiying was furious, and cursed in a strange, thin voice: "You are blind, how dare you slander me as a dirty yellow leather child? It is not worthy to lift the shoes of this Great Immortal..."

Suddenly a man screamed: "Hey, who are you?"

It was the neighbor who didn't fall asleep in the nearby yard. He woke up when he heard the noise, opened the door and stepped out of the threshold, and found a woman with a sword on the far wall in the moonlight.

At this moment, the black shadow suddenly disappeared from the willow branches.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, and under the night, countless shattered shadows rushed towards the disturbed Taoist robed woman.

The guy who called himself Daxian didn't make a sneak attack at all.

Regardless of the self-proclaimed Daxian status.

Yue Anyan waved his Dingbo sword, stepped lightly on the bricks of the courtyard wall, dodged with small steps, and shouted, "Go into the room, don't make a noise!"

During the battle, the intruding Wugans and the like are killed by the evil things, and they will die in vain.

The sword light smashed the shadows, and the sound of "bang bang" exploded, like the rain beating on the banana leaves.

There were some shadowy spikes that attacked from behind, but were not blocked by the sword light, but hit Yue Anyan sparsely, with some water marks, which were resolved by her body-protecting water spell.

The many shadows cast on the courtyard wall, in just an instant, punched the mud brick courtyard wall full of holes.

With a sound of "Boom", the courtyard wall was overwhelmed and collapsed, and the dust was raised.

"Catch the robbers... come here!"

The man in front of the courtyard was so frightened that his voice changed. The robbers were so rampant that they knocked down the walls of the courtyard.

The barking of dogs all over the village suddenly became intense.

Yue Anyan rushed several zhang, stomped hard, and leaped vertically.

He swung his sword towards a willow tree under the river bank across the road. On the bald branches hanging on it, there was a sudden black shadow, the size of a washbasin, which was very strange and haunted.

Her eyes were resolute and cold, and her left hand was clenched, but there was no sign of fear.

It is more and more certain that the other party is a bluffing evil.

The black shadow did not dare to face the sword, and turned into a black gas along the willow branches and quickly escaped.

The sword cut off countless branches and the main trunk of the willow tree leaning toward the river.

He jumped up and down, and once again fell back to the courtyard wall with one step.

She has been in the rivers and lakes for a few years, and her sword skills have been tempered and experienced enough. She does not give evil things the slightest chance to take advantage. The blue-gray robe flutters under the moonlight, and the sword light is swaying like waves, once again defusing the wooden thorns sneak attacks launched by the evil things from everywhere. .

She had already seen the other side of the river, a figure and a donkey descended the embankment, jumped over here, and sneered:

"You're not a yellow-skinned person, so what are you?"

The evil thing doesn't like to hear it, so she wants to talk about it, just to annoy the other party.

The black shadow that appeared on another willow tree seemed to hate others to compare it with the yellow skin, and seemed a little annoyed: "You are the yellow skin, your whole family is yellow skin..."

There have been continuous exclamations in the village: "A thief has been caught, catch the thief!"

Many people lit up oil lamps, and many men took hoes, shovels, wooden sticks, and simple spears, shouting, and rushed towards the woman holding the sword on the wall.

The thief was too bold to stand in a high place and swagger.

"Give me... order!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the dry river. It was Zhang Wenfeng and the donkey who arrived from the other side without a sound.

The index finger and the big finger of his left hand were intertwined, and a trace of invisible ghostly energy flew out several meters. Instead of attacking the dark shadow entrenched on the branch, it landed on the trunk of the tree that was more than a meter below the root.

The black shadow was distracted by Yue Anyan, and the sudden shout made it turn into a cloud of black air and flee down the tree trunk.

It happened to be hit and entangled by Ming Qi, showing a short and fuzzy figure, about three feet or so.

The figure struggled desperately, screaming in shrill and angry: "Bastard, dare to smack me..."

"Ghost, eat my thunder!"

Zhang Wenfeng jumped up and shouted while pretending to be.

A silver thunder light about the thickness of chopsticks suddenly appeared.

"Pika" hit the top of the short figure's head, screaming the evil thing, breaking free from the restraint of a trace of dark energy, falling to the ground and rolling down.

Shouting and rushing to the nearby village man, he heard the shouts from the river, especially the word "ghost", which was particularly harsh. He stopped immediately, and saw a thunder light falling from the willow tree. The sound was not strong, but It also terrified them enough.

"Taoist catching ghosts, you can't avoid it!"

Yue Anyan deliberately tried to intimidate the villagers by catching ghosts, so as not to get entangled, she flew from the courtyard wall to the river.

The many men from the village who came to catch the thief were so frightened that their hair stood on end, they shouted, and turned around and ran to their house.

Growing up, who hasn't heard a few ghost stories?

Someone recognized the woman's voice as a Taoist priest from Xianlingguan who came to the village for assessment during the day, and was even more convinced.

Zhang Wenfeng took a few steps forward and stabbed the rolling black shadow with his sword in his right hand.

He is very experienced in dealing with ghosts. After stabbing to death first, then pinching with his left hand, he will be able to capture it alive.

Previously, he and the donkey went to hunt down the little tall man who was causing trouble, and chased all the way out of the east of the village, chasing into a barren poplar forest half a mile away, and suddenly lost the trace of the little tall thief.

The donkey sniffed around with its nose, and it was said that the thief was still hiding in the woods.

The strange smell of mud is still there, but I don't know what means I used to hide from them in the small forest.

Zhang Wenfeng suspected that there was something wrong with the trees, and was about to cut down all the trees, when he suddenly noticed that the amulet he left in Wei's house was touched, and within two miles, he still had a weak sense that the amulet was consuming aura.

He also instantly understood the other party's calculations.

There were at least two thieves, one lured him out of the village, and the other took the opportunity to collect his soul, and the time just passed the third watch.

He made a quick decision, took out three yellow talismans from the bag on the back of the donkey, spent a little time reciting the incantation, and stuck the excited yellow talismans on the three poplar trees.

One for breaking evil, one for punishing evil, and one for sleeping ghosts.

There is always a guy who is suitable for hiding and can hold back the hidden thief for a while.

He has already affirmed that the other party is non-human, and the blurring of the tall and thin figure is just a trick.

He purposely jumped over the small river and rushed over from the opposite bank, watching the fight between the senior sister and the evil thing from a distance.

No matter how mysterious some methods are, as long as you see them, you can find corresponding solutions.

And the donkey's voice transmission told him that it smelled a trace of ghostly qi that was well hidden in the wind, so he used the ghost qi to sneak attack and hit the evil thing that could disappear quickly by surprise.

However, a situation that Zhang Wenfeng did not expect happened, he stabbed the rolling short figure with a sword.

Accidentally stabbed empty.

The sword edge was infused with Yuan Qi and twisted, and the green light flashed.

The figure turned into nothingness and black air and dissipated into the air, leaving nothing behind.

Chapter 89 Picking up a bottle and finding evil things and feet

Zhang Wenfeng reacted very quickly, jumped up, and stabbed the green bamboo sword in the position of the tree trunk where the evil thing had just been trapped.

"Crack", the trunk burst, and the shards of sawdust flew.

The thin branches crashed against the bank.

A three-foot figure screamed and fled in a hurry, rolling towards the weeds on the embankment, dodging the stabbing with a sword in embarrassment.

It suddenly turned into black gas and disappeared into the grass.

"Quick, the willows in the east, cut down!"

Hearing the call of the spectator, Yue Anyan, who flew over, stepped lightly on the fallen branches.

Borrowing strength to turn the direction, the sword light slashed towards another weeping willow two feet away to the east. She already understood that the evil thing could escape with the help of trees, no wonder it was able to appear like a ghost.