Qingyue Temple

Hearing that Fang Shanshui was willing to help, the weasels wiped their tears with their little paws, their black eyes lit up immediately, and they nodded their heads frantically.

Digging holes is so simple, even if one can't, there are a group of them here!They are all here with their families, and if they are not enough, they can greet some brothers and sisters.

Fang Shanshui was also satisfied with the affirmative answer.

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Qingyue Mountain

On the scorched land, there is still no grass growing, but the hundreds of acres of peach forests surrounded by collapses are still lush and lush. Even though the season has passed and the weather turns cold, the peach blossoms are still in full bloom. The wind blows and the petals fall off. Such as Xuefei.

The wind blows under the moon, and the shadows of the trees in the peach forest sway and connect. It seems that there are double shadows swimming in troubled waters and approaching secretly.

Suddenly, a sword light flashed across!

"Dole!" The sharp sword was stabbed straight and nailed to a peach tree. The shadow under the tree that had just been covered by the moonlight seemed to be the real thing being stabbed. It was led back by the sword light and pierced through the tree trunk. superior.

There was a sudden scream.

Immediately, the black shadow seemed to be scorched, and there was no movement.

The sound of footsteps came lightly among the dry branches and fallen leaves. The secretly patrolling people around Qingyue Mountain followed the sound and searched the place where the sound came from. Where the sword mark landed, there was only a vague trace of a burnt human figure.

The patrolman turned his head and looked at the direction where the long sword came from: "Really, the man has escaped."

In the darkness above the peach tree, a figure appeared. He seemed to have no weight, standing on a branch.

Master Qingyi clasped his palm towards the sword with a cold face, and the sword that was stuck on the tree trunk slammed back into his palm. Master Qingyi waved his hand casually, as if instantly feeling the breath of the person who had just been stabbed, and frowned .

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"Recently there has been movement in the evil way."

"A few days ago, Daoist Feisha was found near Qingyue Mountain; last night, Daoist Qingyi injured another intruder, suspected to be a shadow demon."

"The evil ways have been dispatched one after another, what do they want to do?"

"It is estimated that you have heard the situation inside Qingyue Mountain, and you want to dig treasure?"

"What else is there under Qingyue Mountain? Shouldn't it have been destroyed by the missiles back then?"

As soon as these words came out, the people who were discussing all fell silent and looked at each other in blank dismay.

About this, no one is really sure.

At that time, Qingyue Mountain was attacked by missiles and collapsed, but the inside of the mountain was an ancient relic, and no one could tell whether there would be any strong protection inside. This is also uncertain, and there are so many copper-skinned and iron-skinned bones that don't need to breathe and fly stiff, so they won't all die. How can it not be worrying?

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit silent, one of them suddenly thought of something and said, "Should we...shall we inform Fang Shanshui?"

This person's proposal was immediately opposed by many people.

"What to tell him? It's hard to come to an end last time, so don't let him know."

"That's right, Xiaoyou Fang has a bright future. After leaving his master, he is now slowly returning to the right path. It's better not to make any mistakes."

Back then, when Fei was stalemate and caused turmoil, Fang Shanshui stood up and took action in times of crisis, which left a good impression on many decent people. All evil ways are very good at using desires to lure people to degenerate.

Leaving aside Fang Shanshui's mention, the righteous people discussed for a while, and finally set their target on the weird command sword from the beginning.

"I think it is the most likely target of the evil way."

"Well, that command sword is very strange. It may contain secrets about the God of Refining Sect. We must not let it fall into the hands of evil ways."

Daoist Qingyi, who hadn't shown up until the end of the meeting, suddenly appeared on the screen of the head of the Sword Immortal Sect, and said to everyone with a cold face: "Strengthen precautions, and make sure no one has the opportunity to explore Qingyue Mountain!"

Everyone was stunned: "Yes!"

·

Yuan Pei groaned and pinched his fingers, holding a compass and calculating against the map.

On the side, Fang Shanshui, Zhai Ling, and a kind of weasel all stared at Yuan Pei.

After Yuan Pei measured it a few times, Fang Shanshui shook his head and said: "You have to stay away, I feel that there are many people staring there, these people are a little disturbing to me, within a hundred miles of Qingyue Mountain, I just need to measure Fierce, I don’t know if it’s caused by interference. But for the sake of safety and stability, I think you’d better stay steady and dig as far away as possible.”

Fang Shanshui has already told Yuan Pei about the matter between Master and Qingyue Mountain, and now he is going to dig out Master's body from Qingyue Mountain, and he is worried that someone will make trouble on the way, so he asks Yuan Pei to help him measure the auspicious location of the excavation .

Fang Shanshui: "How far away?"

Yuan Pei glanced at the weasels in the yard like mountains and seas, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said jokingly: "If you want to say, if you can dig through our way, it must be the safest. I can test it casually." Point out a lot of auspicious positions for you, anyway, there are quite a lot of weasels, or dig from here?"

Fang Shanshui: ...

Huicheng is at least a few hundred kilometers away from Qingyue Mountain. To dig from here is not to dig a hole, but to dig the Great Wall. I'm afraid it will take a few years to dig?

The little old weasel looked like you were joking, and shouted at Yuanpei: "You are using the weasel as a solar excavator! The excavator digs hundreds of kilometers, and the shovel would have to be broken! What's more, our weasels are only meat. It's not made of iron! You human being, can you be serious? This is related to our big business."

"Okay, I'll recalculate. Hmm... But no matter where you go, you can't go to Huaiyun Town, even Xiangcheng is a bit dangerous. How about this, here, start digging from here."

Yuan Pei pointed to a place on the map, a small city on the [-]th line to the north of Xiangcheng. Huaiyun Town is one-third farther than Xiangcheng from here, but it is much better than other places. There is still a mountain between Yunzhen, which is easy to ignore.

The little old man waited for a group of weasels, and found that Yuan Pei was not joking, and immediately held up his little paw and gasped, as if he felt sorry for his paw.

Fang Shanshui looked at the map and hesitated: "Start digging from here, it will take many days to dig to the place, right?"

Yuan Pei said without sympathy: "Aren't they monsters? They are powerful, and there are so many of them... If you can't dig a place after ten days, Fang Fang, you don't care about their ancestors. Stealing and rape A slippery monster deserves no sympathy."

The weasels were immediately stunned by Yuan Papi's cruelty.

But Fang Shanshui seemed to be persuaded by his friend Yuan Papi.

Yes, these weasel monsters are very powerful and well-educated. They also know how to build caves, seduce human souls to enslave them, and dig holes to create world discipline.

Fang Shanshui then asked the little old man: "Is there any problem?"

The little old man was so angry that his tentacles trembled, how could it be all right!

"Kachachacha." The figurine master looked at the weasels who were almost kneeling, scooped up a mouthful of smoothie and put it into his bright red mouth to chew.

This smoothie is the soul of the bearded Feisha real person. Now the bearded man is suppressed by the figure master at the bottom of the bottle. Every time he shakes the jar, the soul of the bearded man will be shaken away as if it had been put into a blender , and turn into a jar of smoothie.

Seeing that the jar had bottomed out again, the figurine master unscrewed the lid of the jar, held the big jar that could hold 5 or 6 pieces of it, and shook it in a "shattering, shattering" manner. After shaking twice, the jar fell full.

The figure master stopped shaking, unscrewed the jar and thought for a while, then suddenly poured out the smoothies in the jar, and the smoothies floated down the figure master's calves, like snow, and slowly floated to many chirping thoughts. On a weasel to protest.

The grains of sand invaded the soul of the weasels like snowflakes, and the weasels immediately vibrated, trembling as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and then opened their eyes and looked at the hand-figured master on Fang Shanshui's shoulder.

Under the watchful eyes of many weasels, the figurine master calmly shook out another jar of smoothie, then scooped it up with a spoon, and looked at the small eyes of many weasels while chewing.

The weasels almost drool.

The short old man looked greedily at the master's jar, and asked Fang Shanshui: "Then... what is that?"

Fang Shanshui looked sideways: "This is my master's snack, do you like it too?"

All the weasels nodded frantically.

like!

Love it to death!

This is simply the condensed dark attribute moonlight essence. Although there is some dangerous evil spirit in it, it has basically been sucked away. The current one is a great tonic for these goblins!

The figure master rested his chin and looked at the weasels who were crazy about his snacks, tapped the jar full of smoothies with a spoon, and then looked at Fang Shanshui with crimson eyes.

Fang Shanshui understood it, and said to the weasels like a supervising megaphone: "You see, my master said, if you dig the hole well and complete the target as required, the snacks will be divided into two buckets for you. If you complete the task one day earlier, the snacks will be rewarded." Double, two days earlier, double, and so on."

The weasels didn't seem to have experienced this kind of incentive on the construction site, and they were suddenly so dizzy that they forgot to bargain, and just asked, "When will the count start?"

Yuan Pei immediately answered the question: "Of course it starts from now."

When the weasels heard this, they immediately dispersed with a bang, like a tsunami coming and going like a tide receding.

Yuan Pei: "Hey, wait for me to test a word!"

For ten days, Fang Shanshui thought about it and asked Yuan Pei: "Yuanzi, won't there be any problems during this time?"

To others, Yuan Pei can probably guarantee that if he puts a hundred questions, he will definitely not make a mistake, but Fang Shanshui can't guarantee it. It's not a double standard, but the difficulty of calculation has increased.

Yuan Pei Fang Shanshui said: "You also know that I am not very accurate in counting people like you. But recently I often help you in counting, and I have improved a bit. This time I am about [-]% sure. I can't get up. But I always feel that there may be more important things that will happen in the future, which is not good...Fang Fang, you are right to decide to dig now. Since the terrain of Jiulong Hanzhu was broken, the land in your house has been destroyed. It's as if the evil dragon is out of the gate, Lingxiu is not there, evil spirits are everywhere, it is almost becoming a fierce place, and sooner or later there will be some big problems."

Unexpectedly, Yuan Pei would say such a sentence, Fang Shanshui was a little surprised: "Can you feel the source of the problem? Is it the ruins underground in Qingyue Mountain?"

Yuan Pei shook his head: "I can't feel it, but when you mentioned this, I didn't feel much touched. My sixth sense told me that it probably wasn't the reason."

what would that beFang Shanshui was also confused.

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Yuan Pei calculated a hexagram seriously again, avoiding the dangerous area near Qingyue Mountain. Yuan Pei's calculation was indeed much more stable. Taking into account various factors of the terrain and mountains, Yuan Pei measured a very auspicious position, which made the weasel Let's dig.

The weasels quickly sprang into action.

It took at least a week to dig the hole, and Fang Shanshui didn't care about the matter to the weasels, but he was not idle during this time. Since he agreed to the weasels, he naturally wanted to help them find their ancestors.

Fang Shanshui first sneaked back to the old man's tree cave to investigate.

It's just very different from Fang Shanshui's imagination. As soon as he arrived, Fang Shanshui found some people were digging trees.

The banyan tree in the old man's tree cave is really not small. It is very difficult for those people to dig and saw the big banyan tree covering an area of ​​almost one mu.

Fang Shanshui Yinshen was attached to a leaf, and wanted to lean over it, but suddenly found that those who were digging the tree were very stiff in their movements, and their faces were pale and their flesh was withered, like mummies.

Could it be that he met his peers?

Fang Shanshui was surprised, and glanced at the figure of the master.

"who!?"

A shout came from the rear, and another person came at an unknown time. Fang Shanshui was just startled by the zombies, and his breath leaked for a while. He didn't expect the people here to be so sensitive, so he discovered it just like that.

Fang Shanshui didn't want to scare the snakes, so he immediately floated back with the figure of the master, and Yinshen left the place in an instant.

"Dingling, ringing." The rapid ringing of the bell came from the hand of the person who had just asked, and he made a gesture, blushing his face as if he was lucky, and commanded the zombies to attack.

Ow-!

Those tree-digging zombies threw down their shovels one after another, and jumped to catch up. They seemed to be able to see Fang Shanshui's dark spirit, jumping one or two feet high, and they chased him in the blink of an eye.

Fang Shanshui was a little curious about the origins of these people, and was not in a hurry to leave. Seeing that the person could no longer see him, he took out the soul-absorbing bell brought by Yinshen, and shook it against the person.

The man rang the bell quickly: "Ding Ling Ling Ling..."

The zombie jumped over with its teeth and claws.

Fang Shanshui shook the soul-destroying bell twice casually: "Ding, bell, ding, bell..."

The zombie who jumped over quickly with its teeth and claws was confused for a moment, closed its mouth, and obediently backed away, how come it jumped up and then jumped back.

The man was startled, and was almost swallowed by Ni Luan's true energy, so he quickly stabilized his true energy, and with more luck, he continued to ring the bell faster: "Ding Lingling, ringing, ringing!"

Stimulated by the sound of the bell, the quiet zombies suddenly opened their foul-smelling bloody mouths like beasts, and rushed towards Fang Shanshui's breath again howling.

Fang Shanshui unhurriedly shook the Dementor bell twice: "Ding, bell, ding, bell..."

The zombie that jumped halfway stopped immediately, shut its mouth obediently again, and jumped back backwards as if going back to the room.

"Pfft." The man probably didn't know how to learn, and was so angry by Fang Shanshui's actions, his true anger was cut off immediately, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, but after the blood spurted from his heart, the zombie controlled by Fang Shanshui got rid of it in an instant Under the influence of the soul-destroying bell, the man vibrated when he saw this, and immediately rang the bell to command the zombies: "Dingling, ringing!!!"

"Ow—!"

Bouncing and bouncing, the bloody zombie rushed towards Fang Shanshui again viciously.

Fang Shanshui didn't shake the Dementor Bell twice this time, he shook it three times this time: "Ding, bell, ding, bell, ding, bell..."

Bang bang bang, the zombie with teeth and claws seemed to be dumb again, and jumped back quietly.

The man was about to be blown up by Fang Shanshui, as if he was on top of Fang Shanshui, he rang the bell with all his strength to fight against Fang Shanshui, Fang Shanshui also seemed to be interested, and continued to confront him.

The figure master watched the zombie rushing towards him for a while, watched the zombie rushing over for a while, turned his little head back and forth for a while, and finally looked at Fang Shanshui with his chin resting on his face, the face of a disciple like you.

Fang Shanshui coughed twice immediately, and said solemnly: "Master, I'm not playing, I'm trying to test his origin. Have you forgotten that you taught me before that we, corpse exorcism factions, all have different ways of ringing the bell?" ? Although I haven't fully seen through his origin, but I have a rough judgment."

The crimson eyes of the figurine master stared fixedly at Fang Shanshui, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

The man was still ringing the bell tirelessly, as if vowing to compete with Fang Shan.

Fang Shanshui was a little embarrassed, he was crushed on a magic weapon, after all, not all hand bells are dementor bells, it is normal that the person can't shake him.Fang Shanshui didn't bother with that person any more, he gestured a character with his free left hand, and made a stamp on Ling's body - with a "Dang", the soul-destroying bell made a sound like a bell.

At this time, those zombies that were moving forward immediately flew back as if struck by a clock. After the zombies fell to the feet of the man, they suddenly jumped up as if violently and chaotically, and waved their hands stiffly, The person who just rang the bell was swung to the ground, and before the person could look for an opportunity to counter-control in horror, these zombies inserted their hands and inserted his whole body.

The person who was stuck in mid-air by a group of zombies struggled and shouted: "Ah! Who dares to tease me like this! Just wait for me, I will not let you go!"

Corpse Sect?

Fang Shanshui paused for a moment, then looked back at the figurine master: "Master, do you have a younger brother or something? Or an uncle or uncle who has been lost for many years?"

The jewel-like crimson eyes of the hand-figured master were full of confusion, and finally shook his head, saying no.

Fang Shanshui: "That may be the same name."

In fact, it is not a duplicate name. They, Qingyueguan, have always considered themselves to be the Sect of God, but people outside called them the Sect of Corpse. Maybe some people admired their prestige and chose a little closer to them?

Amidst the man's yelling and cursing, Fang Shanshui walked out.

The man found Fang Shanshui in a yin state, and he shuddered, knowing that he was not Fang Shanshui's opponent.

Fang Shanshui: "Who sent you here? Aren't you afraid that Patriarch Huang Yun will get angry and come to trouble you?"

The man suddenly laughed: "What is Patriarch Huang Yun? Our patriarch is still trying to trouble him. If you know where it is, you may as well tell me, and I can take you to ask patriarch for a reward. Boy, Let me go quickly if you are sensible, although you are a bit capable, you are definitely no match for my Green Goblin Patriarch."

Seeing that the man didn't cooperate, Fang Shanshui didn't ask any more questions, but just took out the soul-destroying bell and rang it.

With the ringing of the bell, the man's eyes gradually became blurred, and the zombies who were impaling the man also withdrew their hands, allowing him to fall to the ground unconsciously.

The zombies picked up the tools again and began to dig up the roots.

It's not a problem for those goblins to be homeless and wander around the world, but this place has been exposed, so it's better to move them to another place.

……

As soon as the screen was switched on, there was a vicious joke from over there: "Green-haired old monster, you have finally come out of the mountain. I haven't seen you for so long. I thought you were dead."

The sharp-toothed green-haired old monster sat down, and immediately spouted after hearing the words: "Hey, if any of you old people die, I won't die, my life is harder than you!"

This is also true. Why is the green-haired old monster called the green-haired old monster? Because he is a mutated old zombie. When he first appeared, his body was covered with green hairs. After a long time, he slowly refined and appeared. a person.

This green-haired old monster not only likes to make zombies, but also likes to make himself. Now he is in a mess, he looks like a human being, and he seems stiff. No one knows what state he is in now. Anyway, it has not changed for so many years. After cutting him with a sword, only a shallow wound was left on his skin, and he became famous because of this, and no one would dare to provoke him easily.

The person who was sprayed was not angry, and said kindly: "It just so happens that there is a good thing for you recently, if you hide in a corner, you will miss it again."

Someone echoed: "Yes, there are quite a few of your kind with green hairs there. Among us, you are probably the one who cares most about this kind of place."

The green-haired old monster looked suspicious: "You people are the most treacherous and cunning people. Is there really a good thing that you can think of me? It is a bad thing that you think of me. Let me go to the front line as a meat shield?"

The thought was right, but these thick-skinned old monsters were not guilty, and instead laughed.

The green-haired old geek is bold, and for others, it is a job to die. He really doesn't necessarily care about it, so he said directly: "What's the matter? Tell me."

Seeing that he was interested, everyone immediately told him the news they got from Qingyue Mountain. The green-haired old monster gasped after hearing it.

A relic of an ancient corpse-refining god religion, with many hair zombies and flying zombies, and an inheritance that is suspected to be able to command all the corpses!This is simply a divine place prepared for him!

The green-haired old monster said decisively: "Go! I'm going here to have a look."

After Feisha Daoist's front row scouts disappeared one after another, and Shadow Demon and others' scouting were also in danger, everyone was already a little hesitant, but now they heard the green-haired old monster's words, they were immediately overjoyed, and said happily: "Okay! Sure enough, you are still green-haired, you are refreshing, unlike other people."

The green-haired old monster was about to say something more, when he suddenly paused: "Hey, there seems to be something wrong with my refined corpses. Wait, let me ask what happened to my grandson."