All he said was prophecy

The only inn in this small town has not many guest rooms, Liang Quan and the others are the last ones, and only the last guest room is left.

Liang Quan doesn't need to rest, a room is everything.

Liang Quan's big burden began to return to its normal appearance as time went by, and he casually put it on the table.The interior of the house seemed to be stagnant all year round, with an old and decaying smell.

The little paper man made a high jump from Yang Guang's waist, then pushed open the window diligently, and began to scrub in the house.

Liang Quan twisted up the little paper figurine and put it back on the table, "Go and play by yourself, it's fine."

The little paper man bent his arms, and slowly took out a small sword out of thin air!

Liang Quan smiled, paced around the room, looked at Yang Guang who was sitting there, and said, "Amo, let's rest early tonight."

Yang Guang was as lazy as a big cat, and said briskly, "I think there is something in your words."

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The night was deep, the inn was silent, the guests who came and went had long slept soundly, and the snoring in the rooms of the bodyguard almost couldn't stop.

The innermost room is the room where Yang Guang and Liang Quan settled down. Yang Guang is resting on the wooden bed, while Liang Quan is looking at an ancient book under the quiet moonlight outside.

Such a moonlight, silver light like water, accompanied by the rustling sound outside the window, it is very quiet.

Liang Quan was about to turn the page, but suddenly stopped, stood up quietly after a while, and just walked to the door, Yang Guang's voice came from behind him, "Where do you want to go?"

With that clear tone, it was as if he hadn't slept at all just now.

Liang Quan opened the door, "I heard some movement." He moved out quickly, and Yang Guang followed him even faster. The two went down the stairs one after the other, and stood quietly at the junction of the first and second floors. .

This staircase has not been repaired for many years, and there are often creaking noises, but when the two walk around, it is as quiet as if it does not exist.

Liang Quan blinked, Yang Guang's kung fu was really good.

"What did you hear?" Yang Guang whispered.

Liang Quan looked at the seemingly quiet room, flicked his fingertips, and in the darkness, a small sword pierced through those rooms at a high speed, as if breaking through some kind of confinement, there was a scream in an instant. It was the bodyguard who passed out yesterday.

That desperate cry of extreme panic formed a strong contrast with the laughing and joking in the evening!

Yang Guang yawned leisurely, and leaned on Liang Quan's back as if he hadn't moved, "So it's this kid, let's go back."

Liang Quan shook his head, the sword light moved slightly, and suddenly turned his head and pierced through the window into the screaming room. At the same time, several people rushed out from the houses on both sides, all of whom looked like they had just woken up from sleep.

Someone kicked open the middle house to check the situation, and someone looked sharply at the two standing on the stairs.

Liang Quan and Yang Guang walked down the stairs, the old escort looked at them, the furrows between his brows deepened, he cupped his hands and said, "I don't know how that kid offended you two, please be merciful... "

Before he could finish his words, the second child's horrifying voice sounded in the room, "Boss, come and take a look!"

The old escort turned his head for a few glances, but he still couldn't help worrying about going in first.

Oil lamps were lit inside the house, and the flickering lights illuminated the house.There are not enough rooms in this inn, and the bodyguard business is not rich, so two or three people live together.

There are also two people living in this house, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw a person lying on their backs on the ground.He clutched his neck tightly with both hands, his face was flushed purple and he was panting heavily, with such force that he wanted to strangle himself to death, and the two people around him couldn't hold back his violent strength.

But that's not even the weirdest part.

The young bodyguard sitting by the bed was looking stiff, holding the saber with one hand, cutting off pieces of his own flesh stiffly, the flesh on his arm was almost gone, "Ahhh Ah——Boss, help me, save..."

He kept screaming, but couldn't stop moving.

Strangely, such a strong smell of blood did not escape the room.

The drooping face of the old escort trembled. He had traveled a lot and seen a lot, but he had never seen such a situation.

His face was gloomy, and when he looked up, he saw a sword nailed to the wall.

The sword was unremarkable, in his opinion it was just an ordinary long sword.But the blade of the sword was shimmering, and under that thin layer of twilight, a ball of black mist that was flailing its teeth and claws was pinned to the wall by it, unable to break free.

Everyone else was too surprised, but no one noticed this.

The old escort suddenly came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Liang Quan standing outside the threshold, he immediately understood, and bent down deeply, "Just now I was blind, please ask the Taoist priest to save them. "

Liang Quan nodded at him, brushed shoulders and walked towards the wall. When passing the ground, a yellow talisman fell from his cuff and just stuck on the escort's forehead.

The bodyguard immediately passed out, and the strength of his neck gradually relaxed.

"Your soul is very clean." Liang Quan stood still in front of the wall, looking at the black mist and said.

Ghosts that do not enter reincarnation want to live in the world, either they are fierce ghosts, or they are enshrined, and the rest of the wandering spirits are easy to dissipate.

The black mist struggled for a moment, and turned into a distorted human face, as if he had seen through Liang Quan's intention to make peace, "He insulted me!" The voice was extremely sharp, and it sounded like a female voice.

Becoming a ghost has more obsessions than humans, and if you touch the bottom line of this female ghost, it is possible to turn into a ghost.

The old bodyguard listened to the conversation between the Taoist leader and the weird thing, and noticed from the corner of his eye that the young bodyguard's movements froze as the face appeared, and he didn't continue to move.

Liang Quan raised his eyes, his eyes were clear, like the reflection of stars, "If it is really his problem, he should be punished."

The human face spat bitterly, "I was buried in the ground for many years, and the animals dug out the bones. It's okay for him to step on my skull, but he can't use my skull as a chamber pot!!!"

The resentful tone wished to tear the young bodyguard apart.

Oh yes, she's already tearing up.

Liang Quan paused for a few breaths.

Yang Guang leaned against the door just in time to see Liang Quan's pause, and chuckled in his heart. For some reason, he knew that Liang Quan was holding back, and regretted intervening in this matter.

Liang Quan looked back at the miserable situation of the young bodyguard, and then looked at the face and said, "His right hand has been broken, and it is difficult to continue. This punishment should be enough."

His right hand is useless.

The man looked at the young bodyguard with resentment, and was afraid of the flying sword that pinned her, so he nodded reluctantly after a long while.

Liang Quan said to the old escort, "This is a disaster he caused himself, it's up to him to deal with it."

After explaining in detail the etiquette of burying Haosheng, he drew his sword.The cloud of black mist spread, viciously swayed around the house twice more, and then left.

The old escort immediately sent someone to do it. Seeing that Daoist Qingjun was about to leave, he couldn't keep his mouth shut, "I don't know if Chang can save him..." Although he couldn't hear the female ghost's words, he could hear See what Liang Quan said.

Walking the rivers and lakes relies on strength and courage. If this hand is useless, it is no different from losing half of your life.

Liang Quan stopped in front of the threshold, with a gentle tone, "Ordinary people don't need to believe in the existence of ghosts and gods, but they should have a sense of awe for the dead. If Pindao continues for him, this female ghost will haunt him for the rest of his life."

The old escort frowned like a hill, and when he came back to his senses, the two people at the door had disappeared.

He couldn't say the last word... He couldn't stop it, why didn't he kill her?

This idea lingered in the old escort's mind for a moment, then he suddenly got a shock, and immediately buried it deeply in his heart.

In the room above, someone helped him ask the question.

Liang Quan sat down again by the window, playing with a small sword in his hand.When he pulled it out just now, the sword turned into this small shape, "The female ghost has been guarding this place, she has no crime, and she doesn't take human life, why kill her?"

Yang Guang curled his lips, "Is this why you want me to rest early?"

Liang Quan read the book quietly, ignoring Yang Guang.

Seeing that its master was not moving, the little paper figurine quietly turned over from its shoulders, fell vertically on the table, pulled out a small sword from Liang Quan's palm, and ran towards Yang Guang with the small sword in hand.

It is always interesting to watch a little paper man run.

Yang Guang flicked the paper head, "What an idiot." His voice was very soft, with an indelible smile.

The little paper man flattened his head, and raised the little flying sword again, wanting to show Yang Guang.

Just as Yang Guang stretched out his palm, the little sword that had been quietly pretending to be dead flew up with a whistling sound, buzzing with grievance.

Wait, Yang Guang raised his eyebrows, wronged?

Liang Quan waved at the little sword, and the little sword turned into a streamer and fell into his palm, "You offended it."

Yang Guang: "..."

He didn't know that even a sword could have a temper?

Yang Guang felt movement around his fingers, and looked down at the little paper figurine who was holding his thumb and moving forward. It looked small, but it had a lot of strength, and it dragged others forward involuntarily.

"How many of these things do you have with you?"

"One more than you." Liang Quan opened the ancient book, looking as if he planned to devote himself to the world of books.Just as Yang Guang was about to say something, he suddenly remembered the essence of wood hanging around his neck, and took out a steamed bun from Liang Quan's bag and threw it at him.

Liang Quan didn't even lift his head, the little sword came out and pierced the steamed buns, and the room was full of fun with the steamed buns.

Yang Guang looked up at Sa Huan'er's little sword, and looked down at the little paper figurine playing with his fingers. There was no character similar to Liang Quan's.