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The girl ghost's face was stained with blood, her eyes were dark, and she tilted her head to look at Fang Shiyi: "Brother."

The childish voice floated in the wind, which was frightening for no reason.

The spirit lock bag in his arms moved, as if the little ghost inside was responding to the girl ghost.

Fang Shiyi never made things difficult for others, and suggested kindly: "If you miss your brother so much, why don't you put it in the bag too?"

The girl ghost stared at him viciously, and just about to make a move, there were a few horrified screams from nearby: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Tong Gui... It's the Tong Gui who came to take his life!"

"Help, help!"

"Hurry up and invite Master Mu!"

At the end of the alley came a few townspeople on night patrol, carrying lanterns. Seeing the scene on the street, they were so frightened that the shit rolled on the ground. Climbing back: "Help, help..."

The girl ghost tilted her head and stared quietly at those people.Fang Shiyi and Xiao Minghe subconsciously stepped forward, but before they could make a move, the girl ghost suddenly hooked the ground with its toe and kicked away the things at its feet.

The thing rolled away, and happened to stop in front of the townspeople. The light from the lantern fell on the ground, revealing spots of blood all over the ground, as well as the rolling head—Mu Tianshi's head.

Mu Tianshi did not rest in peace, his expression was frozen at the last moment before his death, his eyes were protruding, his mouth was wide open, his eyes were full of despair, and he stared blankly at the person in front of him.

A feeling of coolness rushed into their hearts, and under extreme fear, several people even froze for a few breaths before reacting, screaming at the top of their lungs and wriggling backwards, their pants were wet.

The girl ghost giggled, applauded and shouted, "Good death! Good death!"

Xiao Minghe stood there silently, just blocking those people, and said coldly: "Go back, don't get in the way."

Fang Shiyi made a formula to protect Meng Mingchao with an enchantment, and while the girl ghost's attention was attracted by Xiao Minghe, he raised his sword and attacked.This kid is much more powerful than the one that was caught, and its blood-red fingers suddenly swelled into long nails, blocking Wang Shu.

With a sound of "dang", Fang Shiyi's wrists were numb from the shock, his expression remained unchanged, he still held the sword firmly, turned the tip of the sword, and continued to stab her in the face.

Unexpectedly, at the moment of stabbing, the little ghost's head snapped into two halves, and in a weird and terrifying way, the sword fell through.

Fang Shiyi was taken aback for a moment: "...is it still possible?"

Xiao Minghe's face changed drastically, and his hair was about to explode: "Ahhh!"

Meng Mingchao covered his eyes with his hands, and quietly revealed a slit. Seeing this scene, he continued to peek calmly: "..."

The girl ghost laughed maliciously, and disappeared in a flash.Unmoved by Fang Shiyi, he took out a talisman, flicked his fingertips, and golden light splashed everywhere.The girl ghost cried out in pain, he flipped his hand and took out another talisman, raised the sword in his hand, and stabbed the girl ghost behind him on the shoulder with a "poof", followed by the other hand, and stuck the talisman on the girl ghost's forehead superior.

The talisman is good at facing the wind, and instantly wrapped the girl ghost tightly inside.

Only then did Fang Shiyi draw back his sword, patted the child ghost wrapped up in a ball with satisfaction, turned his head and said with a smile: "Junior Brother, why are you so afraid of ghosts?"

Xiao Minghe's face was blue, his sword hand trembled slightly, he didn't dare to look at the girl ghost with a frightening expression.

Fang Shiyi was considerate, didn't ask too many questions, and took out the spirit lock bag: "This will reunite you and your brother."

Just as he was about to strike a trick, Meng Mingchao in the distance suddenly yelled: "Hurry up and hide!"

--late.

The girl's ghost's eyes were filled with resentment and hatred, the blood was shining brightly, the black air was swelling, and the body-binding amulet shattered.

The sharp claws came through the air, and before Fang Suyi could react, a strong, nauseating wind hit his face. He dodged subconsciously, but a sharp pain came from his right arm, and he was scratched.

There was poison on the girl ghost's claws, and Fang Shiyi's right hand lost all strength in an instant and fell limply. His cold fingers were almost unable to hold the sword.

The girl ghost succeeded in one move, and screamed as she was about to kill her, when suddenly she heard a "噗嗤", like a sharp knife cutting tofu.

The wind between heaven and earth stopped for one.

For some reason, the dark clouds that had piled up over Lushui Town gradually dissipated, and the bright moon, which had been covered for a long time, revealed a icy and pure face, casting a hazy light on this small broken place regardless of previous suspicions.

In late spring and March, there was still light snow in the sky.

Frost and snow fell under the moonlight, and the cold crisp sword shot out a ray of cold light.The blade of the sword sank into the back of the girl ghost.

This sword has the ability to slay demons and eliminate countless demons, and has the ability to ward off evil spirits.The girl ghost was afraid of the sword, and never rushed towards Xiao Minghe.

She opened her eyes wide, she didn't expect the coward behind her to make a move, her thin body twitched and fell to the ground with a bang.As the night wind blew, her body was like loose sand, her clothes loosened, and her flesh and blood disappeared with the wind, leaving only a blood-red skeleton, with the same evil spirit as the empty coffin before.

Probably when Fang picked up the relics and opened the coffin, she was attached to Mu Tianshi.

Fang Shiyi supported Wang Shu to stand up reluctantly, dizzy in front of his eyes, and murmured: "Junior brother, men can't be too fast..."

Xiao Minghe resisted not to strike with his sword.

Seeing him tottering, Xiao Minghe subconsciously wanted to help him, noticed the blood on his clothes, cursed twice in his heart, and fell into a battle between heaven and man.

While hesitating, a short figure passed by his side.Meng Mingchao rushed over, using himself as a crutch to support Fang Shiyi, and nervously looked at his bloody right arm: "Does it hurt, does it hurt..."

Fang Shiyi's ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear what he was saying. He held out a hand in front of him, and in the palm was a light blue elixir.

He didn't ask what it was, and swallowed it in his mouth.The young master of the Xiao family was naturally a panacea, and the cool feeling rolled into his stomach, and it took effect not long after, he stroked Meng Mingchao's head soothingly, panted and laughed: "It hurts, it hurts to death. "

Then he raised his head and said: "Thank you, junior brother, you saved my life with the sword, and saved my life with the medicine."

Xiao Minghe didn't agree with him, and looked away expressionlessly.

Meng Mingchao, with tears in his eyes, carefully blew on the wound that Chu Fang picked up.

The child looks beautiful, and looks beautiful when she cries, as if she was wronged.Fang Shiyi was full of bad water and flowed eastward, pretending to cry out in pain: "It still hurts, hey, Xiao Mingchao's blowing is effective, give me another two blows."

Meng Mingchao blew again obediently.

Fang Shiyi resisted the urge to laugh wildly, looked at Meng Ming's curled up hair on the top of his head, and fiddled with it cheaply. The child looked at him in confusion, and his face was serious again: "Hair is stained with gray."

Xiao Minghe finally couldn't stand it anymore, and said coolly: "Leave him alone, he won't die, if he dies, just bury him on the spot."

Fang Shiyi rolled her peachy eyes: "Junior brother is really ruthless, and he is so caring."

The black blood flowed out continuously from the arm, and soon the red blood flowed out, and a few deep scratches appeared, and the bones could be seen.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Fang Shiyi's forehead. He didn't lie, it just hurt.

But when you say it, it's not true.

Fortunately, the recovery ability of a cultivator is extraordinary. In the blink of an eye, Fang Suyi was able to repay his debts and jumped up and down again.The pain caused the numbness of half of his body to subside. He raised his jaw and looked at the lanterns and human heads all over the corner of the alley, as well as the townspeople who were dumbfounded.

The three of them didn't have a good impression of this town, seeing the few townspeople walking forward nodding and bowing.As soon as he got close, he could smell the smell of urine.Xiao Minghe flew a few feet away, and stood on the eaves nearby.

Several townspeople looked at each other, and the leader, a middle-aged man, rubbed his hands and stood up: "... Immortal, Immortal Master, it was because we had eyes that didn't recognize Mount Tai... Thank you Immortal Master for getting rid of this evil spirit for us!"

Fang Shiyi glanced at the man's wet pants, and said with a smile: "You're welcome, it's not for you."

He was so shameless that the middle-aged man smiled awkwardly, unable to speak.

Fang Shiyi didn't need him to answer, pointing to the red skeleton: "Bury her body well, find a monk to save 99 days, and save the cemetery outside your town together by the way. Those in the temple Those who died innocently and tragically confessed and worshiped sincerely, otherwise, I can’t tell whether they will become grudges.” After taking a breath, he continued, “Surrounded by walls on three sides, the road is hard to pass, cramped and sinister. There is no way out. Master Mu asked you to erect the wall outside the town, right? He intends to turn the people in your town into evil when there are enough people who have died in vain and resentment is full."

The expressions of the townspeople were all dull: "Mu...Mu Tianshi?!"

Fang Shiyi had a half smile but not a smile: "It's from the same group."

Immediately, a string of local curses burst out from the mouths of the townspeople. Fang Shiyi didn't quite understand it, but most likely he was greeting Mu Tianshi's ancestors.

It's neat to turn around.

He rubbed the smooth hair of the child in his arms, and he felt a little better.

After tossing all night, the sky turned white.

The townspeople were called to express their gratitude, and when they saw Meng Mingchao, they all showed the expression of hell.Fang Shiyi pretended not to see it, and didn't even feel like being polite, so he took his two juniors to the cemetery outside the town.

After walking a few steps, Xiao Minghe found a hidden formation drawn in the grave, which has the ability to gather Yin Qi and conceive evil spirits.

He felt ashamed of everything going down the mountain this time, and his temper was very angry, so he directly dismantled the formation neatly.

Fang Shiyi looked at Meng Mingchao with his arms in his arms, thinking of Mu Tianshi's words, a haze flashed across his brows.

A certain group of people from the northern border manipulated a magic stick that would not attract attention, and wanted to turn this town into a breakthrough for Shanhaimen.

No matter how much you don't like this town, it's related to Shanhaimen, so you have to be careful.

It's a pity that the other party was quite cautious. Fang Shiyi and Xiao Minghe had questioned insiders in the town, and searched around a few miles around, but found nothing.

The trouble was so serious that the two young men could not handle it, so they had to go back and report it to the elders.

When we left, it was slightly dark.Xiao Minghe frowned for a day, walked out of Lushui Town, moved his lips, and uttered a few words coldly: "This group of people will all suffer retribution."

Fang Shiyi replied: "They will suffer from serious and minor illnesses in the future." After a pause, he added, "It's just the reincarnation of heaven."

Leaving Lushui Town and walking into the deep forest, Xiao Minghe took out the teleportation talisman—to draw the teleportation formation on the talisman, it required extremely strong spiritual power, profound formation attainment and exquisite talisman-making skills. The material of the talisman is also rare in the world, even ordinary monks have it, and they use it as a family heirloom and a life-saving talisman.

Only the young master of the Xiao family, one of the four great aristocratic families, can take out such a piece at will and use it on his way.

Fang Shiyi half knelt down and hugged Meng Mingchao tightly: "Hold senior brother tightly, don't lose it."

Meng Mingchao was afraid of being left behind, so he hugged his neck nervously when he heard the sound.

Xiao Minghe rolled his eyes vaguely.

A silver light flashed in the depths of the green forest, engulfing the three of them.The space in front of him distorted, and everything in the mountains and rivers seemed to flash before his eyes.In the next moment, the world spun and the world changed.

The moment he stabilized his feet, a bone-chilling evening wind blew head-on.Meng Mingchao shivered, staggered his head in Fang Shiyi's arms, and opened his eyes hesitantly.

The corridor in front turns around, and the mountains and mist are misty.The mountains and rivers in the distance are hidden, a piece of verdant green.Cranes pass through the clouds, and the spring water keeps tinkling.

He stared blankly, Fang Shiyi lowered his eyes, took off his robe, and covered him.There was a faint body temperature and a refreshing fragrance on the outer robe. Meng Mingchao quietly wrapped himself tightly in the outer robe, and offered to hold Fang Shiyi with his little hand. Feeling the warmth of his palm, his nervous heart suddenly settled down.

The three of them teleported to a corner of the Floating Cloud Palace. There are countless restrictions on the Floating Cloud Palace. When outsiders come here, it is like entering a maze. Only disciples with jade cards can walk freely, but there are only a few places that ordinary disciples can go.

The jade tablet that Fang picked up was given by Wen Xiuyue. Except for a few places, you can walk around at will. While explaining to Meng Mingchao, he said in a gentle voice: "I will find you a good master, and I will see you when I am free."

Meng Mingchao nodded silently, and covered himself in Fang Shiyi's outer robe, which was empty, making him look so small that he was pitiful.

Fang Suyi was inexplicably worried.

If it wasn't for the master's absence, he would have begged the master to accept this child as his apprentice.

After finishing the brat last night, Fang Shiyi had already returned via voice transmission, explaining the matter in general. At this time, two elders were waiting in Fuyun Hall.

The main hall is made of square blue-gray rocks, old and covered with the dust of the years, simple and simple.Nine lamps were lit in the hall, the lights were faint, and the green smoke curled up from the incense burner, making it a bit empty.

Wen Xiuyue is the elder brother of the previous generation, and the four younger brothers and sisters below.The second elder often wanders outside, the third elder retreats all year round, and the fourth and fifth elders often come forward.

When you reach a certain level of practice, you will stay beautiful.Fourth Elder Weng Cheng is a well-known beauty in the world of cultivating immortals. She has always been close to Fang Shiyi. Although she is as old as mother and son, she is better than siblings.When the three of them stepped into the hall, she was sipping a cup of hot tea, smiling all over her face: "I'm back from picking up things."

Fang Shiyi pulled Meng Mingchao, and saluted: "I have seen Fourth and Fifth Senior Uncles."

Fifth Elder Xiao Lin sneered.

Could it be that the expressions of your Xiao family are inherited from your ancestors?Who deserves this face?

Fang Shiyi secretly slandered, but still maintained a smile on the surface.The Fifth Elder was born in Xiao's family, so he was Xiao Minghe's uncle. He was used to the fact that the uncle and nephew shared the same hatred.

Wengcheng glanced at Xiao Lin faintly, and smiled at Fang Shiyi again: "Shiyi, behind you is the little junior brother you brought back?"

Fang Shiyi was taken aback.

"It seems that the senior brother in charge didn't make it clear to you." Weng Cheng unhurriedly picked the tea foam with the tea lid, "He sent a letter a few days ago, saying that you will bring back his little disciple this time, He also told about the situation in that town. The third child happened to be leaving the customs, and when he heard about it, he was very worried and almost left."

The Fifth Elder frowned frequently, glanced at the wound on Fang Shiyi's arm, leaned back, and said in a nonchalant way: "There are always people who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and they don't understand their own weight if they don't suffer a little bit."

Weng Cheng slammed the teacup on the table: "Old Five."

It was quite loud.

Fang Shiyi didn't want to be as knowledgeable as his elders, and he didn't want Weng Cheng to quarrel with Xiao Lin, not to mention that he was injured because he underestimated the enemy, and Xiao Lin was right.He quickly untied the spirit lock bag and handed it over.

Weng Cheng took it over and looked at it, then let out his breath slowly: "You guys have worked hard on this trip." Then he glanced at Meng Mingchao, his eyes were a little complicated, "Senior brother is busy with the war in the northern border, so he can't come back for the time being. There are so many vain etiquettes, and there is no need to perform any apprentice ceremony. Shi Yi, you are a senior brother, you have to take good care of your junior brother."

Fang Shiyi's heart skipped a beat.

Fourth Master Uncle was always kind, but for some reason, he didn't seem to like Meng Mingchao very much.

He stood in front of Meng Mingchao calmly: "Naturally."

Weng Cheng pretended not to see his small movements, and shook his head: "Go down, have a good rest, and you can't take care of the rest."

Fang Shiyi nodded, exited the Floating Cloud Hall, parted ways with Xiao Minghe in front of the hall, rubbed the head of Meng Mingchao who was bewildered: "What are you doing here? From now on, you will be my rightful junior."

As he spoke, he couldn't help pinching Meng Mingchao's face again, with a smile in his eyes, "It's a good thing."

Meng Mingchao blinked his watery eyes, and called obediently: "Eldest brother."

Fang Shiyi is in full bloom, looking cute horizontally and vertically.

How come there is such a cute little thing.

No wonder the master specially asked him and Xiao Minghe to go there, so it was to pick up the junior brother.

The little brother was still at a loss: "Brother, where are we going?"

Fang Shiyi said: "Go find a strange old man."

After half a stick of incense, the two walked to a garden on foot. The strange old man was wearing a coarse brown coat, lying on a wicker chair in front of the garden, blowing the cool breeze.

Fang Shiyi had the usual hippie smile: "Mr. Cen, long time no see, please help me find out what's wrong with my little brother, can you cure it?"

The strange old man squinted at him and said nothing.

Fang Suyi: "The wine you always asked for will be brought back."

The old man raised his eyebrows and nodded in satisfaction. He glanced at Meng Mingchao, his face slightly surprised, and bent over to look carefully at the mark on the child's eyebrows: "Where did you abduct this child?"

"He got it out of the coffin." Fang Shiyi smiled, "I stole a piece of candy."

Meng Ming looked at him wrongedly: "Brother?"

Fang Shiyi comforted: "Praise you."

Mr. Cen stretched out his hand and touched Meng Mingchao's eyebrows.

After a while, he withdrew his hand, rolled his eyes, and was about to speak when Fang Shiyi raised his eyebrows for no reason, and quickly took out a piece of pine nut candy and popped it into Mr. Cen's mouth.

Mr. Cen: "..."

Fang Shiyi lowered his head and smiled at Meng Mingchao: "Junior brother, can you go to the garden and help me find some flowers? The petals are light purple mixed with green, the branches and leaves are slender and smooth, and the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance."

Meng Mingchao nodded obediently, tilted his head to look at Mr. Cen, and got a reluctant nod from the strange old man, and then sweetly said "Thank you, Grandpa", and ran in quickly.

"How is it?" Fang Shiyi looked away, "I don't think he's in good health."

"It's more than that." Mr. Cen snorted coldly, "The spiritual breath is disordered, the spiritual veins are not in order, it is not a good material for cultivating immortals. At a young age, he was born with a disease, and his life is short and his luck is bad..."

A gust of cold wind hit my heart.

The old man concluded: "You don't live long."