There are always people who covet the immortal body

The night wind was bleak, stirring up the remaining dust on the ground.The streets and alleys are empty, and a full moon hangs in the clouds, looming.

Due to the murders for several days in a row, the originally quiet night suddenly revealed a hair-raising mystery.The merchants also closed their doors early, and the stalls were withdrawn as soon as it got dark.After all, the rumors spread all over the place, saying that evildoers were attracted to the town, since then no one dared to go out, and they couldn't make fun of their own lives.

But despite this, there are still a few brave and fearless wandering in the streets.

The prodigal son who passed by this town during the day, out of some kind of superior curiosity, wanted to see the true face of the legendary evildoer.After that, he can brag a little in front of his peers. If he catches that evildoer by the tail, he might be able to get a name in the world.

Secondly, after hearing the rumors told by the store owner, I was really curious, and always wanted to be the hand to uncover the truth.

The night wind blows through the hall, and because it is close to the mountain, and it is late autumn, the whole town is filled with mist, making it even more secretive and cautious.

A light footstep stepped on the stone road, the lights from the houses on both sides gradually dimmed, and the lanterns hung on the eaves of the door swayed slowly in the night wind.

The prodigal son hugged his sword around his chest, looking around vigilantly like a patrolling headhunter.On a street with pale moonlight and dim lights, he thought that if there was still no movement at the end of the walk, he would go back to the inn to rest. Maybe he drank some wine at night and felt a little dizzy.

Feeling that nothing was wrong, I thought I'd better go back and lie down for a while, and then come out to have a look later in the night, maybe I can meet something good.So he turned back and was about to return to the inn along the road when he suddenly heard a sound from the roof tiles. It seemed that the tiles had been moved.

He looked up vigilantly, and through the faint moonlight, a black cat suddenly appeared on the originally empty roof, jumping back and forth with steps.As if he had sensed that someone was looking at him, Shu Er cast aside a green eye, then jumped to another roof, and disappeared after falling.

The prodigal son hurriedly followed, thinking that there must be something wrong with the cat, and his eyes were full of evil lights.

When he walked through the alley, his eyes followed the eaves to the closed dead end.There was a wall between the two rooms, and the black cat jumped to the other end of the wall and disappeared long ago.

Seeing that he couldn't catch it, he turned around and went back to the main street. If the wild cat was indeed a monster, he wouldn't let him go easily.

At this time, the moon was hidden in layers of dark clouds, and the ground instantly became dark and deep.

The prodigal son clenched his sword. It was a sign, a bad sign.

Just at this time, the watchman came from a distance with a gong and shouted.When he was about to approach the main street, the prodigal son hurried over and beckoned him to leave quickly.

The one who played the watch was an old man, his eyes and ears were not working well, and he didn't seem to be aware of his existence. He continued to beat the gong and yelled 'one watch' as ​​he passed by.

Shaoxia was stunned, wondering if the other party didn't look at him on purpose, and he didn't even glance over.

Immediately, following his gaze, he saw the watchman turning a corner and entering the alley, and then fell silent.

He hurriedly followed, and made a gesture of preparing to draw his sword in his hand.

Suddenly, a shadow behind him rushed past with a 'whoosh' sound.He felt the hairs on his neck stand up, and quickly turned his head to look over, but he didn't see anything.

It was quick again, it seemed that something passed in front of him, the speed was so fast that the eyes couldn't lock it at all.

The young hero started to feel nervous. He thought they were monsters at first, and they were just pretending to scare people. Looking at them now, I'm afraid they underestimated them.

When he turned around again, a bright figure suddenly appeared in front of him, which was extremely glaring in the dark corner.

Before he had time to hear what it was, the figure flashed in front of him, and before he could react, he rushed into his body.

All of a sudden, the handsome wanderer suddenly made a low sound, and those two dim pupils immediately turned red.Controlled by an evil force in his body, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound that echoed around.An evil wind rose around him, blowing his hair that fell to his forehead.The moonlight suddenly avoided the dark clouds again, and came out of the shadow.The face of the young prodigal son became extremely pale, but he was full of evil spirits.

Chihunlian had been wandering around the mortal world for several days, thinking he had caught a god in trouble, and since then he had improved his cultivation, but unexpectedly he met the god Yunhua.Knowing that this god is not easy to mess with, he hastily discarded his body and fled.

Then he came to the local town, and happened to meet a young hero who was not afraid of death and had the roots of cultivation, so he took away his body and was no longer a soul without an owner.

At this time, the cat demon on the eaves didn't realize the seriousness of the situation, and thought it was just a mortal sent to the door below, and the people who died in succession in the town these days were all from him. , turned into a form.Who knew that something was wrong just in time, the red soul picked up the sword on the ground and flew quickly, cutting one of the cat demon's legs.

The cat demon rolled down from the roof, and in time turned into an evil shadow trying to escape.

But Chihun flew over, and within three strokes of fighting with him, the cat demon was subdued.

The red soul directly grabbed his shoulders and sucked his soul body.When it fell to the ground, the body was gone, leaving only a dead cat.

In the afternoon, the birds chirping in the mountain stream and the autumn wind blowing.

Liu Jueming came down from the hillside with a bamboo basket on his back, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and there were a few tiny bloodstains on his lips.

In the anger these days, it may be due to drinking too much wine, or the dry autumn wind, which makes it extremely uncomfortable to blow.Then when he heard that there was a wild autumn chrysanthemum on the slope of the back mountain, Qi An went to work on something.Liu Jueming had no choice but to go out to pick chrysanthemums and make chrysanthemum tea.

Walking along the rugged hillside to the courtyard gate, he grabbed the basket strap on his shoulders, unloaded the bamboo basket, and blew an unknown song.

After Qi An piled up the large and small firewood in the courtyard, he turned his face and gave him a silent look.

Liu Jueming dumped the chrysanthemums from the bamboo basket on the wooden table, pointed and said, "Bring me a basin, I'll wash it."

Qi An immediately got up and took the wooden basin on the window sill to him. When he looked up, he saw his bright red lips and asked, "What's wrong with your mouth?"

Liu Jueming was stunned for a while, then stretched out his fingers to touch it, and chuckled lightly: "It's okay, it's cracked. It may be because the climate in the mountains is dry. Just cook a bowl of loofah soup for me at night."

As he spoke, he took the wooden basin, turned around and sat down, picked the chrysanthemums into the basin with style, and threw away the buds that didn't grow well.

Qi An stood in front of him, staring straight at his lips, looking a little weird.

In an instant, Liu Jueming glanced over and joked, "Even if I'm as beautiful as a flower, you don't have to stare at me like this, it's so revealing."

As soon as the words fell, Qi An quickly looked away as if he had been stabbed and killed, and turned around in a panic to find other things to do, so as to avoid this sudden embarrassment.

He couldn't describe this strange feeling himself.

Fortunately, Liu Jueming has a big heart, and it is not easy to take things to heart. Unless you tell the truth directly, he may consider it in his heart, but often after replying to other people's results, people can't help but want to slap him.

It is said that he is heartless, but sometimes it is impressive when he is serious.His thoughts are really unpredictable, at least for Qi An.