The witch doctor's character can't be broken

Xiaoqian drifted back to the north courtyard, and the woman yelled and cursed for a while.

The bronze mirror was yellowed and the face could not be seen clearly. Xiaoqian took out the eyebrow pencil and traced the eyebrows of Yuanshan carefully, not taking the curse to heart.

Seeing that she was unmoved, the woman thought of Master Heishan's preference for her, and finally kept her mouth shut.

There was no more sound coming from the north courtyard, Qin Suwen sneaked back to the room along the base of the wall, saw the doctor sitting cross-legged on the straw mattress, and hurriedly lay down on his own bed.

Facing the wall in a daze for a while, he suddenly heard him say: "You will follow Yansheng tomorrow."

Qin Suwen turned over to look at him, "What about you?"

The doctor kept silent.

Have something to do?Qin Suwen was confused.

The night passed quickly, and Ning Caichen was still the first to wake up.It was rare for him not to use Yan Chixia's hands, and he dug up wild vegetables to cook vegetable soup.

Qin Suwen thought wildly all night, and after sleeping for a while, she was awakened by the movement outside, so she had to get up.

Yi Diasui was still sitting in the same posture as last night, with his eyes closed, he didn't know whether he was sleeping or resting his mind, his long black hair was not messed up, and the brand new white clothes on his body were not dirty at all.

The voice of Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia was heard, and the doctor opened his eyes suddenly, "Let's go out."

Qin Suwen was suddenly stared at by those cold star eyes, and hurried to open the door.

"Brother Yi, come and taste the vegetable soup I cooked."

Ning Caichen was preoccupied, but his face didn't show much, and he still pretended to be nonchalant.

The doctor didn't say anything about the interruption, just sat and looked at the bowl of green vegetable soup.

Boiled vegetable leaves in clear soup with little water, nothing new.

Yan Chixia was never picky, so she drank a bowl and stood up: "I'm going out today."

Ning Caichen and Qin Suwen panicked and said in unison: "I'll go with you!"

Yan Chixia frowned, "I'm going to deal with some private matters."

He set his sights on the doctor, hoping that he could help him out.

The doctor was still looking at the vegetable soup, he didn't seem to notice Yan Chixia's gaze, "Xiao Qin, run errands for Uncle Yan."

Qin Suwen nodded heavily.

The only one who can suppress those ghosts in this temple is Yan Chixia, except for Yi Diaduan, and Ning Caichen is surrounded by Xiaoqian, but she has nothing.

Yan Chixia savored the taste and saw the doctor for a long time, but she didn't say no again.

After filling her stomach with vegetable soup, Yan Chixia silently led her two little followers out of Lanruo Temple with her burden on her back.

Ning Caichen was concerned about Xiaoqian's corpse, and kept looking towards the woods along the way.

Qin Suwen knew what he was looking for, remembering that Ning Caichen still had a wife at home, who seemed to have been ill for several months, but he was outside worrying about other female ghosts, it was ridiculous.

Yan Chixia ignored the two of them, scratching the red soil under her feet in a daze.

The ghostly aura in the soil has dissipated, and there is no evil aura on the entire mountain.

Thinking of the young man in white clothes Shengxue, he really didn't expect him to have such abilities.

Yan Chixia looked to the west with her hands behind her back, seeing the towering mountains hidden in the mist and mist, she squinted her eyes.

"Let's go to town."

The Lanruo Temple was empty, Yi Duanduan picked some herbs everywhere, skimmed over the roof of the north courtyard with his toes, and jumped towards the Black Mountain in the west.

Montenegro is a bit far from Jinhua City, and it takes about a day's journey on foot. The doctor's footsteps are fast, and it only takes an hour to arrive.

This mountain is like a long whip piercing into the clouds, and there is fertile black soil all over the mountain, but most of the vegetation is withered and yellow, and there is no vitality.At the foot of the mountain is a towering old banyan tree, the height of the crown cannot be seen, the branches are strong and intertwined, and the color is exactly the same as that of the black mountain.

Dead silence is like a barren mountain.

Lemongrass covered his breath, Yi continued to step on the Eight Palaces, and stepped on the Xunzi lightly.

The black wind blowing all over the sky made the banyan tree "squeak", and the doctor kept covering his face with his sleeves to prevent the flying sand from blinding his eyes.

When the winding sleeves were put down, the empty and lonely Montenegro changed its appearance.

The pitch-black banyan tree was covered with strips of red cloth, and a net of wire was drawn from nowhere, covering the mountain into a shed, with bright red paper lanterns hung on it.

A group of graceful young women floated past with smiles, all of them holding the big red "Shou" character, not knowing where to arrange it.Dozens of tall and strong Yaksha arranged the tables and chairs, and there were three or five old women helping to place the dishes. The bustle and bustle was no different from the world.

"Oh, this is not grandma!"

Someone yelled, and the doctor looked around, and saw eight tall and beautiful women carrying green bamboo chariots on their shoulders, and a hag in crimson clothes sat on top of them, smoking dry cigarettes.

"Grandma is celebrating the birthday of Master Heishan, why don't you bring Xiaoqian along?"

The ghost woman exhaled a mouthful of white mist and said comfortably: "She has always been coquettish, and she always wants to help you when she comes here. My wife feels distressed when she is tired, and the master does not follow her."

"Oh, who dares to order her!"

The woman laughed for a while, and then said: "Miss Xiaoqian, what big gift do you have tomorrow? According to me, giving anything is better than dressing yourself well, washing it clean and smelling good..."

The women laughed for a while, then winked and asked her: "Master Heishan celebrated his birthday, is this Miss Xiaoqian going to be a grandmother?"

Grandma knocked on the smoke pot, "It depends on whether the master is willing to promote her, but I can't control it!"

Yixuanduan was overwhelmed by the mist, and didn't know what Xiaoqian's concubine was about.

Jinhua City is still so prosperous and rich, and there are endless hawking and shouting along the street.

Qin Suwen followed Yan Chixia closely, but Ning Caichen paid attention to whether there was any joss paper money.

"Brother Yan!"

Yan Chixia looked back at him.

Ning Caichen scratched his head, pointed to the small shop in the corner, and said, "A girl of mine was buried here, and I will move her grave tomorrow, so I need to prepare some things..."

There are only good ghosts in this city, nothing can happen.Yan Chixia nodded, and went to the government office as usual.

When Qin Suwen saw that he was only wandering around the backyard of the mansion office, he was shocked.

"Hero Yan, is there something wrong?"

Yan Chixia was surprised by her title, nodded and said, "It's a bit strange."

The official in Jinhua City was the No. [-] Scholar the year before last.He asked himself to be a parent officer, so he was pointed here.This person is not young, but he manages the government affairs in an orderly manner. In just two or three years, Jinhua City has been managed very well.

It is logical that with the blessing of Wenquxing and the love of the people, the clouds above the head should not be so complicated and gloomy.

Yan Chixia had doubts in her heart, and seeing that she couldn't find any clues, she was going to go back and ask the doctor about it.

The witch is originally a middleman who communicates with the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth.There is a specialization in the art industry, and it is much more useful to find him than to guess by yourself.

Ning Caichen has already bought Mingqian and is waiting under the agreed willow tree.Seeing the two of them approaching sullenly, he asked, "Have you settled Brother Yan's matter?"

Yan Chixia made a vague sound, and led them back to Lanruo Temple.

On the way home, the sky was full of sunsets, and Ning Caichen thought about the Yaksha who threatened his life at night, but he couldn't get excited about poetry.

"Brother Yan, we have been friends with Brother Yi for several days, and we haven't talked all night. It's not as good as tonight..."

Yan Chixia said: "I've always been withdrawn and loved to be pure, so forget it."

Qin Suwen knew that Ning Caichen was trying to save his life, and seeing that he did not forget the safety of himself and the doctor last night, he also interceded from it.

The two of them talked all the way, Yan Chixia couldn't stand the noise, so she nodded her head in agreement.

Ning Caichen breathed a sigh of relief, and moved the grass bed to Yan Chixia's room as soon as he returned to the temple.After he finished picking out his luggage, he saw Qin Suwen sitting and lighting a fire, so he said, "Xiao Qin, take your son's bed here too."

Qin Suwen was boiling water, looked out, and said: "Our young master hasn't come back yet, I don't know if he wants to move."

I don't know what he did.

The three of them ate hastily, and Qin Suwen left the fire to stew the chicken soup, preparing for the doctor to drink it when he came back.

Although it is a common chicken, it does not have as many benefits as a demon chicken, and it is always possible to satisfy one's hunger.

A full moon was slowly rising in the sky, Qin Suwen threw away the fire stick, and followed Yan Chixia into the room.

Ning Caichen followed closely behind, closed the door and said worriedly: "Brother Yi doesn't know when he will return, so don't encounter anything..."

"It's not a bad thing to encounter it." Qin Suwen sat beside Yan Chixia, her eyes fixed on the stone window.

If he meets him, he will eat the monster, which can not only fill his stomach, but also eliminate harm for the people.

Yan Chixia didn't worry about the safety of Yi Duan, he frowned and looked at the two people who forcibly lived with him, and lay down on his side: "It's best not to mess with my baggage box."

Ning Caichen responded immediately, but Qin Suwen put his heart in his throat.

Under normal circumstances, the more you tell them not to move, there will always be someone who doesn't believe in evil and insists on committing stupidity and getting his head.

She glared at Ning Caichen fiercely, and warned amidst Yan Chixia's snoring: "I'm going to watch for the hero Yan tonight, so I won't sleep."

Ning Caichen was inexplicably stared at by her, and fell on the straw mattress in a daze.

If it is true what Miss Xiaoqian said, there is a Yasha who will definitely kill her, if Yan Sheng can't resist, will he kill both of them together?

He has never done anything evil in the past 20 years, so why should he go through such a catastrophe?

Except for Yan Chixia, neither of them slept until one o'clock when there was a sudden commotion outside.Qin Suwen looked at the shadowy things outside the window, bit her lips and hugged her knees tightly.

The shadow leaned towards the window, looking in with a pair of shiny green eyes, as if peeping at them.

Ning Caichen's heart was beating wildly, and when he saw a blue-gray arm protruding in, the nails on the five fingers were as sharp as knives, as if he wanted to grab himself, he couldn't help but staggered towards Yan Chixia.

"Yan..."

Before he could cry for help, he saw a cold light flying out of Yansheng's box, as bright as Bailian.

The cold light shone directly out of the window, the ghost retracted his hand just in time, this time he slashed on the stone lattice, cut it in two pieces, then turned back and flew back into the box.

Qin Suwen was stunned, and exchanged glances with Ning Caichen, wondering if this counts as the end of the crisis.

Yan Chixia opened her eyes, opened the bundle, and took out the box inside.

Inside the box is a small sword with a handle about two inches long, as wide as a leek leaf, shining brightly.

"I don't know what kind of monster it is."

Yan Chixia smelled the blood stains on it, wiped it off and put it back into the box, "It was injured, will it come back in a while?"

If the sword hadn't been cut on the window lattice, it would have died.

The door panel rang twice, and the people in the room were startled, but saw the young man in white pushing the door open with a smile.

"Are you talking about it?"

In his hand, he dragged a long-faced Yasha with a severed arm.