The Taoist always wants me to become a fairy

Hong Rou's ten-finger nails grew an inch in an instant, sharp as eagle claws, her face also turned pale in an instant, her lips turned black, she was a ghost.In this underworld, ghosts are judged by ghost power and are divided into wandering souls, little ghosts, fierce ghosts, and ghost kings. Now, Jing Moli really doesn't care about a fierce ghost.He glanced at her very indifferently, and filled the wine glass with the jug, "An idiot becomes resentment, full of resentment leads to hatred, you are full of debts, you are just a poor ghost."

Hong Yan sneered, "Both each other, son is also a ghost? Even though he looks like a human, he is just a poor lonely ghost." Seeing Jing Moli's leisurely look, Hong Yan didn't act rashly. As she spoke, she moved her right hand, and a red line flew out from the palm of her hand and flew towards the door. This was a signal for her to call her subordinates to come over.

Jing Moli didn't stop her, "I'm different from you." With a movement of her eyes, she jumped up and rushed towards Hong Yan like lightning. He slammed into the door, broke through the door, and fell straight into the courtyard outside.

Ghosts don't know how to vomit blood, but Hong Yan who fell on the ground still felt that her patchwork body and transformed viscera had been shaken to pieces, and her three souls and seven souls were all shaken by his palm. Struggling to stand up, but a chill from the depths of her soul made her shiver uncontrollably. She looked at Jing Moli who opened the door with some fear.

Jing Moli stood casually on the corridor, and gently twirled a jade flute covered in green like a thin bamboo branch in his right hand. When he saw the jade flute clearly, Hongrou's pupils shrank, "Bihuang flute! Are you Ji? The previous city lord of Hecheng, Jing Moli!"

"Yes." Jing Moli nodded and admitted that he was indeed the lord of Jihe City, but it was more than 100 years ago.

Hong Rou's already ugly face became even uglier. She had heard about Jing Moli, the lord of Jihe City, when she was still a wandering soul for more than 100 years. Even the magistrates of the underworld don't care if people eat their souls.At that time, Jing Moli appeared, and the stunning young master used the method of thunder, holding a blue flute, beheaded three evil spirits, won the support of the whole city, and became the first leader of Jihe City. Santo.

100 years ago, Jing Moli was able to kill evil ghosts at the level of ghosts, but now his cultivation can only be more advanced. Hong Yan knew that she was definitely not his opponent, and panicked for a while, looked around, and quickly calmed down again When she got down, she propped herself up with one hand, sat on the ground a little enchantingly, looked up at Jing Moli, with a smile on her lips, "Master Jing, even though it's this moment and that moment, now that you come back, you have to snatch it." Return to the position of the city lord?"

"Today is a good day. I won't kill you. Get out of here." Today is the seventh day of February, and tomorrow will be the day when he and Feng Guixi met at the beginning of the year. He will come to Jihe City every year at this time, just thinking, Maybe on the same day, he will reunite with Feng Guixi, it's not easy to go to see Feng Guixi with blood.

Hong Yan was silent for a while, without answering, as if she was thinking with her eyebrows lowered, secretly adjusting her ghost power.The noise from the outer courtyard had already been heard, and the ghost guards and servants in the city lord's mansion rushed over, "City lord!" After seeing the situation in the lower courtyard, they understood, and several ghost guards shouted aggressively, "Where did you come from?" A lonely ghost, how dare you come to the City Lord's Mansion to act wildly!"

Holding the hand of a ghost guard, Hong Yan slowly stood up, glanced at Jing Moli, her expression changed instantly, and she said sharply, "Take him down!"

The ghost guards and ghost servants immediately swarmed up, wanting to tear Jing Moli to pieces and eat them. Before they got close to Jing Moli a foot in front of him, they were all bounced off one after another. Shattered to the ground, Jing Moli waved his right hand, and the Bihuang flute released a white light like a sharp sword, and slashed forward. When the sword light came, the ghosts dissipated, and seven or eight little ghosts were killed in an instant.

"Looking for death." Jing Moli's casual expression turned cold, he ignored these brats, and walked into the new house in a flash. Hong Yan had already taken advantage of the chaos to return to the new house, grabbed Zhou Ziqian, and felt that Jing Moli was chasing him , she grabbed Zhou Ziqian's neck fiercely with her right hand, turned to look at Jing Moli, and threatened, "If you dare to approach, I will kill him."

Zhou Ziqian was clasped tightly by her, and the sharp nails had pierced into the skin of his neck, bleeding out, Zhou Ziqian looked at Jing Moli, not at all afraid that he might die at any time, "Don't worry I, kill her." His voice was a little hoarse, but very steady, and he was thinking that if he could exchange his own life for the death of this female ghost, then he would be very willing.

Hong Yan frowned, pinched Zhou Ziqian's throat even tighter, and stopped him from speaking. She stared at Jing Moli, "Didn't you want him? I can give it to you, as long as you take Bi In exchange for the bamboo flute, even if you want to regain the position of the city lord, I will give it to you." This jade flute is shiny and auspicious, it doesn't look like a vulgar thing, let alone something that ghosts can have, Hong Yan intuitively felt that it was a big deal magic weapon.

Jing Moli looked at the Bihuang flute in his hand, and then raised his eyes to Zhou Ziqian. There was no fear on Zhou Ziqian's face, but he was relieved to see death as at home. Obviously, Zhou Ziqian wanted red rouge more than living alone. die.

Bihuangdi twirled lightly between her fingers, "It's been a long time, this is the first time I've heard such words. Even if you exchanged the whole world for Bihuangdi, I wouldn't give it to you. But you are lucky to be able to listen Hear its sound." The jade flute lay beside her lips, and when she pressed her finger, there was a clear sound like the sound of a phoenix, and the sound of the flute hit her ears and heart in an instant, Hong Rou felt that her soul was about to burst.

Hong Yan's hands trembled, and a white shadow flashed in front of her eyes. Zhou Ziqian, who was holding her hostage, had already been pulled away. It felt like a soft sleeve was brushed in front of her. .

Being pulled suddenly, Zhou Ziqian almost bumped into Jing Moli's body, Jing Moli took a step back, stabilized Zhou Ziqian with his left hand, set up a barrier to protect him, and then passed through the hole broken by Hongrou. In that hole, the green flute was like a sharp sword, pointing at Hong Yan who was being lifted up by the ghost guard, "I've already given you a chance."

Hong Rou trembled a little, "Jing Moli, you are a big man, what is it to bully a woman like me?"

"You can bully men, why can't I bully you?" Jing Moli clenched the bihuang flute in his hand, and was about to take Hong Rou's life, when suddenly he stepped back a few steps, and a golden light fell from the sky to him. From the position where he was standing, a loud shout came immediately, "Nie Yi! See if I won't accept you!" A man in black descended from the sky, and the golden light returned to his hand, which was a golden ring.

The man who came saw that he was dressed as a judge in the underworld, holding a sword in his right hand and a gold ring in his left hand. His thick eyebrows and big eyes were full of righteousness, and he also had a slightly green and immature feeling. He glanced at Jing Moli , blinked with some doubts, "Hey? You weren't a woman last time, why did you become a man?"

Jing Moli raised his chin slightly, signaling him, "The woman is behind you."

He hurriedly looked back, and the ghosts behind him who were just black and white just now had disappeared, and they escaped really fast. He raised his hand and touched the back of his head, "It's really elusive. They all ran away when I arrived." Looking back at Jing Moli, and looking up and down, this ghost does not look simple, it doesn't look like a ghost but has a bit of a fairy spirit, "Who are you? You are also the subordinate of the Jihe City Lord?"

Jing Moli frowned, are all the judges in the underworld so stupid?No wonder he couldn't beat a ghost, let Hong Rou escape today, I'm afraid there will be troubles in the future, Jing Moli waved his hand, and dissolved the barrier protecting Zhou Ziqian inside, Zhou Ziqian walked out quickly, with some pain on his neck It was dripping with blood, but it was hard to see it on the big red wedding dress.

Zhou Ziqian's face was also a little pale, and he walked up to Jing Moli with strength, bowed his hands and bowed, "Thank you for saving my life, my lord. I, Zhou Ziqian, said that as long as you save me, I will be yours for the rest of my life." servant."

Looking at these eyes, Jing Moli's expression was a little slow, but he was not interested in responding to his words, he turned and walked towards the courtyard gate, seeing Jing Moli paying attention to himself, Zhou Ziqian bent his legs and knelt down, " Son!"

Jing Moli stopped, but didn't look back, "Go home, I don't need a servant."

"If you don't keep me, my lord, I'm afraid I won't live until tomorrow. I don't regret Ziqian's death. I only hope that you can kill that female ghost to relieve the suffering of the people in Jihe City." Zhou Ziqian leaned over and knocked heavily. bowed his head.

The judge at the side was quite smart, and he understood the general situation. This female ghost was robbing a man again, and it was this ghost boy who saved him.Then this ghost boy is a good ghost, did he almost hurt a good ghost just now?

Seeing that Jing Mo looked so close to a stranger, the judge couldn't help shouting, "Hey, he is so affectionate, why do you have the nerve to leave? The so-called saving people to the end, that female ghost is vicious and vicious, and will definitely come back , I’m afraid that more people and ghosts will die in Jihe City.”

Jing Moli turned his head slightly and glanced at him. The female ghost would escape because of this stupid judge's meddling.

Facing Shangjing Moli's eyes, the judge coughed lightly. He didn't mean what happened just now. There was a ghostly atmosphere down there. It was dark and he was far away. He could only choose a place with the strongest ghostly atmosphere. The spirit circle was thrown out, and he grinned, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, with a small pointed canine on the left, "I am Song Ping, the martial judge under the Northern Emperor, and I was ordered to arrest that ghost Hongrou, you How do you call it?"

There are seven emperors in the underworld. Under the emperor, there are civil and military judges. After that, there are ghost officials, ghost generals, ghost messengers, etc. These military judges have quite a status in the underworld. Mo Li raised his hand in a salute, "Jing Mo Li."

"Jing Moli?" Song Ping felt that the name was a little familiar. He thought about it hard, and suddenly exclaimed, "You are the ghost king Jing Moli?"