The real record of former fairy world bosses flirting with each other

"Cousin?" Daoist Xu Yun said "Oh", and then admired: "Mo Tianshi's cousin really looks like a dragon and a phoenix."

"That's not it." Mo Wu looked at Xianjun with a half-smile, thinking that this old man might not be good at catching ghosts, but he has a good eye.

Daoist Xu Yun said again: "I don't know the name of Mo Tianshi's cousin?"

"His surname..." Mo Wu looked at Xianjun again.

"Miangui's surname is Zhou, and his famous words are Heng." Xianjun was not troubled this time, and said in a calm manner: "I am also from Shangcheng. I left home when I was young, and I just came back recently. I just happened to meet my cousin who was going out with the Taoists. Catch ghosts, so follow along to watch the excitement."

What he said was gentle and polite, which made people feel at ease.Daoist Xuyun nodded quickly, and then frowned, "Young Master Zhou doesn't know something, today's trip is very dangerous, and the disciples who are incompetent and low-level have not let them come. It is better not to watch the excitement of Young Master Zhou today."

"It doesn't matter." Xianjun said: "Don't worry, Taoist priest, I will not delay your actions when the time comes."

Perhaps what he said was too frank, Daoist Xuyun didn't insist anymore.He nodded, turned sideways to let the people behind him, and introduced the others to the two of them.Mo Wuben didn't like dealing with people, and if it wasn't for the 50 taels of silver, he wouldn't be able to leave the door.Naturally, people are too lazy to recognize him, his left ear is listening to the right ear, and when Xu Yun finishes his introduction, he jumps off Bixi and walks forward swayingly.

All the Taoist priests were looking for the way with a compass in front, while Mo Wu put his hands behind his head and walked behind with the immortal.He took two steps and suddenly tilted his head, "Zhou Yanheng?"

Xianjun looked ahead: "The name of a certain life before the ascension cannot be found in the records of the mortal world."

"Oh..." Mo Wu dragged his voice, and said again: "It's so good, I've been a loner for several lifetimes, and I actually have a fairy cousin."

Xianjun chuckled, "That's not how the lonely family works."

Mo Wu clicked his tongue lightly, "What are you doing so seriously?"

Today is cloudy, it is noon, and the sky is as dark as dusk.Everyone was walking on the road, a little Taoist tugged at the sleeve of the person next to him: "Hey, why are you out to hunt ghosts at this time? Shouldn't ghost hunting be at night?"

"Don't understand? The abbot chose this time on purpose." The Taoist priest next to him looked at the sky, "At night, when the yin energy is high, ghosts are the most powerful. At noon, when the yang energy is full, ghosts are the weakest. It might come out. The abbot deliberately chose to go out at noon on a cloudy day, so as to ensure that the ghosts to be caught are willing to come out and wander around, and also ensure that they are at their weakest time of the day, lest they cannot be dealt with."

"Oh..." The little Taoist suddenly realized, before he could say anything more, the back of his neck suddenly felt cold.The little Taoist's eyes widened suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to point not far away: "Master, brother! What is that!"

A thick dark cloud drifted across the sky, and the surrounding area became darker again.The little Taoist brother patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's just clouds, don't scare yourself."

"No..." The little Taoist's voice trembled.Suddenly, a burst of faint laughter came from all directions.It was the voice of an old man, creaking like a grinder grinding beans, accompanied by gusts of faint cold wind, which made people's hair stand on end, and all internal organs were frozen.

Everyone stopped at the same time, subconsciously drew the mahogany sword from their waists, and stared nervously at the forest.It was getting darker again, the voice was getting closer and closer, the little Taoist swallowed, his legs were shaking unconsciously.

"Don't worry, there are so many powerful people here, nothing will happen." The Taoist priest next to him comforted him, but his voice trembled involuntarily.

With such a heavy Yin Qi, how could it be easy to deal with it!

The laughter became more and more sinister, and suddenly, there was a chill behind the little Taoist's ears, as if someone had blown lightly in his ear.Before he could let out a yell, his throat tightened, and his whole body was strangled and he flew into the air!

"This way!" With a scream, everyone around the little Taoist priest held swords and chanted mantras, all of them were busy for a while, only to see the little Taoist priest flying around in the sky alone, clutching his neck, his face blue, The eyeballs protruded, but the evil spirit suddenly disappeared.Everyone didn't know whether the ghost was in the front or back or left or right, and they didn't know where to fly with the yellow paper and cinnabar charm.

Everyone was so anxious that their heads were sweating, and the more anxious they were, the happier the evil spirit was, and the more pervasive his smile was.Abbot Xuyun shouted loudly: "Let it appear!"

The Taoist priests immediately read in all directions when they heard the words. After a while, a vague shadow finally appeared on the side of the little Taoist priest, who looked like a hunched old man. Looking carefully, the left leg was shorter than the right. A piece, looks like a broken foot.

"Take it!" In an instant, everyone formed formations, chanted mantras, and fought with the ghost in full swing.

"Don't you take a look?" Xian Jun turned to look at Mo Wu.I saw the man standing lazily, as if he didn't care about the battle situation on the other side, playing with his nails boredly, and said casually: "It's just a black shadow, if they can't deal with it, they might as well take off this Taoist robe and set it on fire." .”

Black shadow is one level lower than red ghost in ghost level, so it is not easy to deal with.Mo Wu said it easily, Xianjun didn't say anything more, turned around and continued to watch the fun.

I have to say that after staying in the pure and indifferent fairy world for a long time, the excitement in this world seems interesting.

After another cup of tea, the fight over there finally came to a result - everyone worked together to capture the ghost, stuffed it into a Qiankun bag, and pasted eight spells on it in one go.

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, especially the little Taoist priest, whose face was as purple as an eggplant after a long time before he returned to his normal appearance. It's killing me woo woo woo..."

While comforting him, the senior brother sighed with emotion like the rest of his life: "I didn't expect to encounter an evil spirit not long after entering the mountain, and it turned out to be a black shadow..."

Everyone around them also sighed with emotion: "Isn't it! Oh, fortunately, it's noon, otherwise it would be troublesome..."

"Yes...ah, I have gained a lot of experience when I come out this time..."

Mo Wu on the side listened to the Taoist priest's emotion, put down his hands, and said inexplicably: "The sound of his laugh just now sounds very resentful."

Xianjun looked calm: "How can you become such a ghost if you don't have a lot of resentment?"

"...That's true." Mo Wu chuckled, casually tossed the magpie bell, his eyes swept around, and then landed in the direction of the woods on one side.I saw an inconspicuous protrusion behind the two trees in the woods, like a grave.

Suddenly, the surrounding temperature dropped precipitously in an instant, and the dark wind rose from nowhere, whistling with dead branches and dust in the air, and a burst of soft laughter like silver bells drifted along with the wind, bringing a penetrating The coolness was like pushing people into the icy water of the cold winter, and everyone's hairs exploded with the delicate laughter.

Mo Wuben was about to walk towards the grave, but together with the laughter, Mo Wu paused and frowned.

"What's wrong! Did ghosts come out again?!" A little Taoist priest was startled and full of tears, and the rustling of the surrounding trees made it even more haunting.

Qing Zhu frowned: "Shut up!"

The laughter became clearer, and everyone felt a flash of red in front of their eyes, and the coldness penetrated to the bone.This time the ghost is not like the black shadow "still holding the pipa and half covering the face", floating in the open space not far away.

Those were two fiery red phantoms, like two young girls in red clothes, their figures were blurred, floating around in the gloom, like two pieces of tattered rags floating in the air.The laughter was full of the unique charm of a young girl, and the giggling made people's hearts tremble one after another.

"Hong Li! It's Hong Li!" Xu Yun was startled, turned his head and shouted anxiously: "Fix the formation! Hurry up!!"

Hearing the words, Wuwei's audience formed a formation in a hurry. Just as they took a prototype, they heard that laughter suddenly changed, and suddenly became a sharp and piercing cry. The next moment, two fierce ghosts stretched out their bone-like ghost claws and rushed towards the crowd. The little Taoist priest was so frightened that he fell to the ground on the spot, and his cock got wet in an instant.

"Get out of the way!" Qing Zhu pushed away the two foolish little Taoist priests in front of him, and moved forward fiercely with the mahogany sword in his hand.The ghost was not afraid either, holding the mahogany sword with his withered claws, he swung the mahogany sword and Qingzhu together.Qingzhu landed on the ground, rolled over with the momentum, stabilized his body and raised his sword to stab again.Here one person and one ghost are sticking to each other, while the other Hongli sword next to him seems to be teasing people, just caressing about floating in the sky, crying and laughing, making shots intermittently, but there are so many mahogany swords that none of them can handle. stabbed her.

Everyone was already full of fear towards the red ghost, but at this moment two appeared, and the timid ones shook their hands like sifting chaff, and dropped their swords to the ground with a "clang".

"Don't panic! Heavenly Master Mo Wu is here!" Daoist Xu Yun with a white beard glanced in Mo Wu's direction, as if he had taken a reassurance, and shouted to the people watching Wuwei behind him: "Steady! Formation!"

Mo Tianshi, who was called out in public, glanced at the burning gazes of the crowd, coughed lightly, and raised his hand to scratch his face.

"They trust you very much." On the one hand, Xianjun said leisurely, his voice was warm and peaceful, but Mo Wu always felt that it didn't sound like a good word.

Mo Wu's voice was a little lazy, and he raised his chin towards the crowd, "Isn't there still someone who doesn't believe it?"

Seeing that Qing Zhu, who was fighting with the ghost, took time to glance at Mo Wu, and seeing that Mo Wu was standing behind him, he was even more sure that this was a trickster, and immediately let out a cold snort, and turned his head as if he was bothered.

"You're right." Xian Jun said slowly, calmly watching the excitement, "He looks down on you."