Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Nan Xiang and Yan Chen were about to come out of the room.

When they opened the door, they saw Hu Sanniang.

"Taoist Master, Mr. Bai, don't forget what day it is today."

Yanchen didn't answer, just looked at Nan Xiang quietly.

Nan Xiang nodded and smiled: "Thank you, boss lady! We have our own sense of proportion."

Today, the third day of October, is the Jin family’s wedding day.

The yin energy is heavier at night, so it’s a good time to go for a meeting.

Seeing that she had said everything she needed to say, Hu Sanniang nodded slightly and went downstairs with the plate in hand.

Yanchen: "Tonight..."

"Let's collect information first. Tonight is destined to be a good night." Nan Xiang raised the whisk in his hand and walked downstairs unhurriedly.

Yanchen followed closely behind.

After leaving "Yunhu Inn", I saw the sun setting in the west, and it was going to be night soon.

Yanchen looked at the sun setting in the west, then turned to look at the little Taoist priest next to him in a blue-grey robe, and said softly:

"The sun is going down."

"Yeah, we're going down the mountain." The afterglow fell on Nan Xiang, but it couldn't get into her eyes.

Her pupils were still pure black, and her unfocused eyes seemed to be filled with a thin layer of fog. There was nothing in them, and no shadow of anyone or anything was reflected in them.

Yanchen, who had been looking at Nanxiang tenderly, lowered his eyes and felt a touch of pity in his heart.

He has already decided.

Nan Xiang relied on his powerful perception to "look" at Yanchen: "Let's go."

Time stretched like a shadow and shortened rapidly, and soon it came to midnight.

The streets were empty, no pedestrians were walking.

The sky was dark and there was no moon in sight.

The doors and windows of the surrounding houses were closed, the lights in the houses were extinguished, and there was silence.

After a long time, only a few jackdaws were seen passing by, making hoarse calls.

Suddenly I saw a red shadow floating across the empty street at an extremely fast speed.

The woman's complaints were intertwined with the baby's cries, which seemed very strange in this silent night.

There was a cold wind, and the doors and windows of "Yunhu Inn" seemed to be even more tightly closed. Except for the windows of two rooms on the second floor, which seemed to be not closed properly, there were signs of human activity, but there was no one inside.

The red shadow floated to a house and stopped.

The Yin Qi condensed into a sword. She raised the sword and swung it towards the door, but was blown away by a burst of golden light.

"what--"

The shrill cries of the woman and the baby mixed together, making it eerie and strange.

The sword condensed with Yin Qi disappeared, and the female ghost looked at the plaque in front of the door bitterly. She said something in her mouth, but it was not clear. She could only vaguely hear a few words:

"Jin...Jin Bo...let it go, God is unfair..."

The female ghost seemed to sense something and immediately ran away, only to see a long white whisk sweeping past.

Although the female ghost reacted very quickly, her black hair was still tangled in a white whisk.

The whisk shrank extremely quickly, tightly tightening the black color, and then retracted quickly.

The female ghost was dragged back and screamed repeatedly. The sound was so noisy and harsh that it hurt people's eardrums.

I saw a pink petal flying out quickly and sticking directly to the female ghost's mouth. Soon, it was like a silencer was suddenly pressed. The shrill scream disappeared in an instant, and only the pain on her pale face could be seen. , the purple-black veins are faintly prominent.

Suddenly, the female ghost's belly turned into black yin energy, and a bloody baby wrapped in black mist crawled out of it.

The baby had no whites of its eyes, its completely black eyes stared straight at the whisk, and it let out a shrill cry.

I saw the cries of Yin Qi overwhelming the sky and slamming forward, and the ghost baby quickly crawled forward in the air using its hands and feet.

"I just want to have a good exchange with you. How can I be so enthusiastic, but I am so disrespectful."

A soft yet powerful voice sounded, and Nan Xiang was seen wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe. He was holding a fly whisk with one hand and took out a talisman paper with the other.

"Fire Flame Talisman, go!" Nan Xiang muttered something.

The talisman paper floated in the air and quickly burned, turning into a fiery red talisman paper and flying towards the ghost baby.

One, two, three, four,..., eighteen pieces of the same fiery red talisman paper surrounded the ghost infant, airtight, and only the black energy and fiery red light could be seen waxing and waning. .

Soon the fiery red light grew so big that it enveloped the ghost baby into a big fiery red ball.

The ghost baby's cry suddenly stopped, and the whole world became a lot cleaner.

Nan Xiang took out his ears with one hand and took out the ghost-binding net with the other hand. He threw it with his breath and covered the female ghost. Her whisk came back quickly and returned to its original state.

Nan Xiang's godless eyes "looked" at the female ghost and the baby, with a happy smile on the clean baby's face.

She tilted her head, the dimples on her face were cute: "This will make communication easier."

As she spoke, she nodded with satisfaction and looked behind her:

"Yanchen, come here quickly!"

"it is good."

Yanchen's voice was as gentle as a cold jade stone. His posture was calm, but he moved extremely fast, and he was next to Nan Xiang in the blink of an eye.

The dark eyes did not pay attention to the two ghosts, but looked at Nan Xiang, who was obviously very excited, with tenderness and affection.

"Yanchen, do you have a magic weapon that can explore the memory of ghosts without causing harm to ghosts?"

Hearing this, Yanchen stretched out his left hand, and soon something white and shiny like a horn slowly formed in his hand.

Although Nan Xiang couldn't see clearly what this item looked like, she could feel the rich power that was different from Yin Qi, demonic Qi and fairy Qi flowing slowly.

It's like a thought will plunge you into a boundless sea of ​​dreams.

"This is……"

"Dream Soul Corner."

Yanchen spoke calmly, his gentle voice sweeping away the coldness of the Yin Qi like a gentle breeze.

"Taken from the Dream Soul Beast on Jade Cedar Mountain. This Dream Soul Horn just meets your requirements."

Hearing the Dream Soul Horn and the Dream Soul Beast, Nan Xiang had a hint of surprise on her face. She unconsciously stretched out her hand and gently touched the crystal-white horn. A warm and cool feeling spread from her fingertips, dispelling some of the night's sleepiness. of coldness.

"Be careful. If I hadn't controlled you, you would have been pulled into a dream." Yanchen smiled helplessly, raised his hand and lightly tapped Nan Xiang's nose.

Nan Xiang also realized what she had just done and looked a little annoyed. She lowered her head.

"Oh."

Nan Xiang didn't think too much about the action of scraping his nose. He just became intimate naturally. He had been staying with him recently, so Nan Xiang was used to this feeling.

When she touched the Menghun Horn just now, her mind went blank. She just touched it because she wanted to, but she knew that she would not be in danger.

Because of him, and because I subconsciously felt that I had the ability to escape danger.

The Dream Soul Beast has the ability to weave dreams and can weave dreams according to different situations. Once a person falls, it will be difficult to wake up and will eventually be swallowed by the sea of ​​dreams.

The user of the Dream Soul Horn, which is made from the horn of the Dream Soul Beast, can explore the memory of the recipient, and check the memory he wants as a bystander or person involved without causing harm.

However, the Dream Soul Beast is too rare, and the Dream Soul Horn is extremely difficult to refine, so this thing only exists in legends. But when he actually saw it, Nan Xiang was both surprised and delighted.

Yanchen held Nan Xiang's hand and stepped forward towards the female ghost holding the Menghun Horn in his other hand.

"Don't think too much, hold your hand and I will take you in." Nan Xiang felt that her random thoughts had been seen through. She lowered her head to hide the embarrassment on her face.

Yanchen turned his head and smiled softly, then muttered something, took Nan Xiang's hand and held it tightly. He held the Menghun Horn in his other hand and gently touched the female ghost's eyebrows. The white light emitted from the Menghun Horn It suddenly brightened, and soon the two of them entered related memories.

But there was only a dull female ghost with a gleaming white light all over her body and a fiery red ball.

It was midnight, and the door of Jin's house slowly opened. A boy looked out the door cautiously. There was only an empty and deep road without a single ghost.

The wind blew, and the boy shivered and whispered:

"Thanks to Master Yuan Tian's formation, everything will be fine tonight. It's better to close the door quickly, this wind monster is so infiltrative."

After saying that, he quickly closed the door.

In front of the two stone lions are the female ghost and the ghost baby. They have not moved and cannot be seen except by the user.

And this is just the protection mechanism of the Dream Soul Horn.