snake curse

Almost heard the sound of the copper bell swinging back and forth.

The man's cold voice was still repeating those strange words, and He Sang felt that the man was deliberately seducing him. There was a faint fragrance in the air, but he didn't think it was vulgar, as if it came from his bones. I have never smelled such a fascinating fragrance on any beauty.

He Sang took a deep breath, then quickened his pace and chased in the direction of the ringing bell.

Lin Shenyue broke, and the soft and cold moonlight sprinkled on the ground.

When he stopped walking, under the moonlight, he saw a hazy white figure standing in the moonlight holding a slightly dazzling red brocade umbrella. His slightly cold lips were still turning back and forth muttering Those strange words.

He Sang didn't know how he got in front of that person, he only knew that since his eyes touched the person's face, he couldn't move his eyes away.

I think he has seen countless beauties, and even by chance, he has seen the Tianyan of Qianshou Zhonggu Tianzun, the three realms and six realms, as long as there are beautiful beauties, no matter they are stunning or have outstanding temperament, they have had a close relationship with him more or less, Chidi said Even though he was promiscuous|messing up the God Realm, although it was not groundless, everyone was sympathetic to each other. If it was a crime, the fault would not only be entirely on him.

This man, everyone has a love of beauty and pride in being rewarded, not to mention that he is a naturally affectionate romantic man, you love what I want, and each takes what he needs.

Of course, he is not just arty for a while, he doesn't pay attention to ordinary vulgar fans, and doesn't bother to get involved.He likes the kind of beauties with vivid souls, only such beauties can make him feel that the emotion he uses is not playing the piano with cows, the so-called knowing the taste by eating the marrow, that is really a different flavor.

However, the person in front of him is very different...

No one has ever made He Sang unable to take his eyes off like at this moment. The white figure under the moon is indeed a rare beauty in the world. Not only is he beautiful, but the cold and beautiful fragrance emanating from his bones all over his body hooked his thoughts. Clutching his heart tightly.

How can He Sang be negligent in the face of beauty.

"The bright moon is deep in the forest, and there is no one around. Why is the young master here alone? Are you waiting for someone?"

But when He Sang couldn't help stretching out his hand to touch the beauty's face, the person in front of him disappeared like a dream, disappeared instantly like a mist and cloud, and turned into a piece of yellow paper with a red spell written on it, floating to the ground. The red brocade umbrella also tilted and fell heavily to the ground.

The corners of He Sang's upturned mouth froze instantly, and his face was so cold that it was like the moment before a rainstorm hit, the empty hand was in mid-air, and he didn't take it back for a long time.

Unexpectedly, it was a blindfold.

And his dignified five sons of the Black Emperor suddenly realized at this moment...

There is no reason for this...

"Yo, isn't this the Fifth Young Master?"

He Sang was staring at the red umbrella and yellow paper on the ground, feeling overwhelmed, when a lazy voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"What are you doing here alone, why don't you come in and have a sit?"

He raised his head, and saw a handsome man in loose clothes a few steps away, puffing on a cigarette, leaning boneless in front of a gate that appeared at an unknown time.

There is a plaque hanging on the gate, and the lantern hanging high on the side shines on the plaque, which clearly illuminates the word "Yizhuang" on it. There are four large characters written on both sides of the door frame, and the one on the left is "Don't be a stranger." Enter", and the one on the right is "The dead come out".

"Qian Xiaoer?" He Sang was a little surprised, his eyes closely followed Qian Xiaoer's movements, seeing his cigarette rod move, the red umbrella and talisman paper on the ground seemed to be pulled by some strange force, and they all fell into his hands in a blink of an eye.

Holding the red umbrella, Qian Xiao'er knocked the cigarette rod on the door frame, and looked at He Sang with a pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes with a smile: "It's just me, I haven't had any distinguished guests in this ghost inn for a long time, I don't know if the fifth son is willing to reward you." A face, add some brilliance?"

He Sang raised his eyebrows, raised the folding fan in his hand and tapped his palm slowly, and the suet jade plaque hanging from the tail of the fan shook tremblingly.

"I never thought that Boss Qian's ghost inn would appear in this kind of wilderness. I thought that Boss Qian would only do business in places where fish and dragons are mixed together. It seems that this is not always the case..." He said to Qian Xiao'er with a smile.

Qian Xiao'er straightened her body, leaned against the door, and smiled very freely and sincerely: "Fifth Young Master was joking, although Qian is a businessman with a smell of money all over his body, he occasionally wants to be clean and clean. Besides, this place where not a single blade of grass grows There will also be surprises, no, isn’t the Fifth Young Master here too?” He paused, “During these days, the demons and ghosts who have settled in ‘Yizhuang’ are all talking about the Fifth Young Master’s travels, and they don’t want Qian In what life did you accumulate virtue, and you met the Fifth Young Master by such a coincidence, do you think there is no reason for Qian not to seize the opportunity?"

He Sang laughed: "If you get an official position in the world, you must be a corrupt official." He said to Qian Xiaoer, and then his eyes fell on the red umbrella in Qian Xiaoer's arms, "I don't know, this Who is the owner of the red umbrella?"

Qian Xiao'er exhaled a puff of smoke, the smile on his face remained undiminished, and said: "Even if Qian wants to get money from ordinary people, he has to get out of this 'Yi Zhuang'." He lowered his head and glanced at the red umbrella, "Silver two Passage, regardless of life or death. It seems that the fifth son has forgotten that Qian is a businessman. "Yizhuang" does not allow passers-by to live in vain. A certain has never been in the business of living 'people', fifth son, you are a son of the gods, you must know Qian's rules."

He Sang chuckled, and threw a gold leaf at Qian Xiaoer: "Now, can you tell me his name?"

Qian Xiao'er caught the golden leaf, looked at the golden color, and smiled more and more happily and lazily.

"Of course! You can know whoever's name you want, he is called White Toad Palace."

He Sang was stunned for a moment, silently remembering these three words, and after a while, he said to Qian Xiaoer: "Boss Qian, I just haven't found a place to stay yet, I don't think Boss Qian will reject me. .”

Qian Xiaoer nodded as much as she wished, and raised her hand respectfully to make a gesture of invitation to He Sang: "Of course not, you are the God of Wealth, and Qian will never have trouble with Yinzi."

He Sang smiled, as if nothing had happened, strode into "Yi Zhuang".

Qian Xiao'er, who was leaning against the door, played with the gold leaf in her hand, and stroked the red umbrella in her arms with her fingertips a few times.

The five sons of the Black Emperor seem to be quite interested in the owner of the red umbrella...

He was smoking a cigarette with a weird smile on his lips.

White Toad Palace, oh White Toad Palace, this is the price you paid for leading people to "Yi Zhuang" at will.

He looked at the figure of He Sang who had already gone away, and whispered to himself in an inaudible voice: "Eviscele Merry died today, and I don't know it because of the lovesickness..."

Afterwards, Qian Xiao'er leaned into the door, and the entire door and others disappeared under the cold moonlight without a trace, as if they had never appeared before, and everything was just a scene under the moon. A dream, a hallucination.

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5th

Su Xiaoci is a female ghost in Jialan Temple. She doesn't remember why she died before she was alive, and she doesn't know why she was here after death. When she was conscious, Su Xiaoci was already in Jialan Temple.

It is widely rumored in Wuzhou that there are fierce and beautiful ghosts in Jialan Temple, and it is not just something out of thin air.However, Su Xiaoci is not that voluptuous ghost, not to mention the unknown cause of her death and where her bones are buried, just her face, it is impossible to seduce men with evil intentions.

There is a large red birthmark on her left cheek. Although her facial features are not ugly, they are quite frightening at a sudden glance.

"Miss Su, for a long time, I thought you wanted to get rid of the herring essence and leave the Jialan Temple the most." Su Xiaoci couldn't leave the Jialan Temple even half a step due to some influence, but the White Chan Palace believed that it should not be entirely because of the herring essence, but rather It is related to the missing bones of Su Xiaoci.

He looked towards the window and asked Su Xiaoci: "You have never taken care of these men's affairs, I don't understand, what is different about this scholar, why did you save him."

The small brass bells hanging on the red brocade umbrella are 28 soul calling bells, and the ringing was rapid just now, not because of the ghostly aura, but because of a powerful divine breath approaching the Jialan Temple, which made the souls trapped in the soul calling bells feel uneasy. agitated.

The White Toad Palace guessed that the master who exuded the divine aura was related to Chu Ningsheng, so he lured that person to Qian Xiaoer's "Yi Zhuang" by deception.

Originally, he wanted to act according to the plan, let Chu Ningsheng be attracted by the singing when the ghosts haunted, and use the scholar to open the closed door of Dadota.However, he didn't expect that when Chu Ningsheng was about to be led to the place where the ghost was singing, Su Xiaoci, the female ghost in white, would suddenly knock the scholar unconscious and stop him from moving forward.

When I arrived later, I had no choice but to look at the scholar fainted beside a stone lamp, and secretly sighed that my success had fallen short.

Many years ago, the White Toad Palace looked around for a man with a straight character, lured him to this temple, and opened the big wooden door of Dado Tower that was bound by vines for him, but until now, he has not got his wish.

It's only because people's minds are unstable, and they never change their bad roots. They are greedy for money and sex. Those men he found were either fascinated by the illusion of gold and silver, or were captured by the ghosts and sucked out their souls. this.The treasure banknote in the hands of the White Chan Palace has recorded the birthdays of no less than thirty people intermittently. It is a pity that except for Chu Ningsheng, the names of the rest of the people have been crossed with a big red cross. If I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me, he has indirectly killed no less than thirty people in the White Toad Palace.

The crime is serious and can be punished.

Originally thought that this time, Chu Ningsheng would be the opportunity for him to open Dado Tower after waiting for so many years, but he didn't want Su Xiaoci, who had been on the sidelines, to act uncharacteristically and suddenly save the scholar's life, so that he missed the opportunity in vain.

Baichan Palace doesn't quite understand Su Xiaoci's thoughts. Although she is not a cruel female ghost who takes her life, she also sympathizes with those men who are fascinated by the ghosts in Baichan Palace and Jialan Temple, but for various reasons, she has never intervened.If he couldn't bear the loss of the lives of those who were attracted to Jialan Temple by him, Su Xiaoci should have stopped him many years ago, and there would not be so many unjust souls on the treasure banknotes, but only here is Chu Ningsheng, Su Xiaoci is the only one here. Suddenly he shot to stop him, he couldn't figure out what was different about this scholar.

"Baiguan people," the female ghost by the window who had been silent for a long time said quietly, "Xiaoci knows that you really want to eliminate harm for the people and subdue the herring spirit, but... this scholar is the most special scholar Xiaoci has met in so many years." people. You and I are both ghosts and gods, how can we not see through this."

She floated into the room like a gust of dark wind, and landed next to Chu Ningsheng who was sleeping on the bed, sitting on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at the scholar's handsome face: "In this world, the spirituality of mortals will be completely submerged during the daytime." Only after falling asleep at night, when distracting thoughts are turned off like lights, will the spirituality come to light. Baiguan, when you carried the scholar into the Garan Temple, he slept on your shoulders, and the brilliance of the primordial spirit almost illuminated the entire gloomy Xiao Ci has never seen a literary talent and knowledge of the primordial spirit that can emit such a bright and penetrating light, soaring straight into the blue sky, competing with the stars and the moon. What's more, when he woke up, Xiao Ci saw the three lamps on his body The yang fire is stronger than ever, Xiaoci thought, I am afraid that the heavens will favor me, and I don't want to lose my life here."

"Fate is fixed, if he is destined to have such a catastrophe, even if I don't help him, he can't escape. Besides, I did this for a reason." The two sat down with their backs facing each other, and their eyes fell on the table. On the oil lamp, I saw a small moth circling for a long time, before jumping into the light without hesitation.

Su Xiaoci looked up at the slender but tall figure of Baichangong, hesitated to speak, and after a while, said softly: "Baiguanren, although, even if you don't lure those mortals to Jialan Temple, the herring spirit can still deceive the passing foreigners." People gave their lives in vain, but... After all, those thirty or so lives died because of you, even if you go to the money boss to hide the truth, so that the underworld will not realize that there are more than thirty strands of wronged souls missing... But those dead souls can be trapped in the calling bell , It is always harmful to Yin and virtue..." She paused, and then continued with some embarrassment, "If one day it is found out by the heavenly family or the underworld, Bai Guanren, don't say that you want to cast off the demon fetus and cultivate into a fairy body , I'm afraid... the debt of thirty or so human lives will prevent you from being reborn forever, and all these years of hard work will be lost in vain."

White Toad Palace was silent.

"Even if the god who chased after Jialan Temple was so far away, Xiaoci felt frightened. If he really had something to do with the scholar..." At this point, Su Xiaoci suddenly couldn't bear to go on, she took a breath, looked at Bai Toad Palace murmured bitterly, "Bai Guanren, think twice..."

Bai Changong stood up suddenly: "Miss Su, do you think that if I stop now, I don't have to pay back those thirty dozen lives?" He walked to the door and slowly opened the door, "It's not that Bai Mou didn't want to accept it." It's Bai who can't do it. Whether it's the thirty or so lives, or the herring spirit, at this point, there is no turning back." After saying this, he left the house without looking back.

Su Xiaoci lowered her head, her eyes were dim, she looked at Chu Ningsheng who was sleeping unconsciously, and sighed softly: "Only you can still sleep," she said, gently stroking the scholar's temples, "Don't worry, it's okay I have a destiny with you, I don’t know why I look at you, I feel very kind, in the future, no matter the Baiguan or the herring, I will protect you.”

Leaving the scholar's room, Bai Changong walked a few feet away from the Dado Pagoda alone, and quietly looked at the pagoda with a demonic aura in front of him.

The alluring groan|moan that was ecstasy suddenly disappeared after a few shrill screams, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Even if Chu Ningsheng is not fascinated by the erotic ghost, that erotic ghost will always attract other people. Even though it is a barren mountain, except for the ignorant outsiders, sometimes, in the city of Wuzhou dozens of miles away, there will still be people sleeping in their dreams. I was fascinated by the singing of Yangui.

Counting the days, that flamboyant ghost has been here for many years, and after sucking so many men's essence and blood Yuanyang, it is probably no longer a simple lustful ghost.

Two wisps of transparent things floated out like blue smoke from the window in the attic. Bai Changong immediately moved his fingers slightly, but was stunned for a moment, suddenly remembering that he had used the Soul Evocation Umbrella to lure away the god who broke into the ancient temple.

His fingers were slightly stiff, and after a pause, Bai Changong raised his two fingers and moved, a piece of yellow paper appeared between his fingers, before he had time to think about it, he quickly threw the yellow paper towards Qingyan, with a low voice in his mouth. Read out those few sentences that are exactly the same spells that lure away the gods.

The yellow paper and the two wisps of green smoke entangled in the air for a few moments, like a big net, covering Qingyan tightly, Qingyan struggled a few times, and then became silent again.

At this moment, Bai Changong withdrew his hand, and the yellow paper wrapped in green smoke shrank like a green fruit, and fell into his hands.

"Hehe..." At this time, a low and obscene laugh came from the pavilion next to the pagoda, "Bai Guanren, where is your soul-calling umbrella?"

Bai Changong raised his head and looked at the fragrant beauty who came out of the attic, an imperceptible disgust flashed in the depths of his eyes.

This is the beautiful ghost of the Jialan Temple that is widely rumored in Wuzhou City. It is not a woman, but the gorgeous young lady in Wuzhou City who was robbed of her wealth and then threw her body next to the Jialan Temple. Brother Guan Xing.

Back then, he was also a stunning figure, but now he has become the evil ghost Shura who is feared by the living.

The White Toad Palace doesn't like him, not only because he is in collusion with the Herring Essence, and is a lackey for the Herring Essence to suck blood from, but more importantly, he doesn't like the smell of Brother Guan Xing——

A gorgeous fragrance mixed with different men's body odors, and at the same time, there is a stench. No matter how gorgeous the appearance is, if it is not covered by spices and powders, the rotten smell inside will only become more stench.

Of course, it is difficult for ordinary people to detect it, but it is hard to escape the eyes of those who practice Taoism. In their eyes, a voluptuous ghost like Brother Guan Xing who eats the blood and soul of men is actually a bunch of beauties wearing skins. carrion and bones.

Death is like a lamp being extinguished, no matter how much you try to stay in the world, you are just a walking corpse that has not yet turned into loess.

Seeing Bai Chan Gong staring at him, Brother Guan Xing didn't make a sound for a long while, so he pulled his messy clothes, stepped on the railing with one smooth white leg, then limply lay on the railing, and rushed to the white table with a smile on his face. Toad Palace winked.The front of his chest slipped slightly, and the round shoulders and the slender jade legs propped up between the seams of the robe were covered with traces of being loved by others. There was a smear of bright red blood on the side of his bright red mouth, as if he hadn't seen it just now. Before he had time to eat, he spit out his dark red tongue and licked the corner of his mouth with great enjoyment. With his slender white fingers, he gently wiped off the remaining blood color, and slightly closed his eyelids, as if he was savoring some delicious food.

Bai Changong really couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and frowned and looked away.

He carefully put the yellow paper into his sleeve, turned around and left Brother Guan Xing behind, and was walking a few steps forward, but suddenly stopped, turned his head slightly, sneered, and said meaningfully: "Enjoy it , your happy days are coming to an end." After finishing speaking, he didn't give Brother Wan Xing a chance to speak, and disappeared silently under Dadota, as cold as a ray of light from the moon.

Seeing the back of Bai Changong leaving quietly, Brother Guan Xing's coquettish and demon eyes sank, the color of lust|sensuality had not completely dissipated, and they flowed back and forth in the narrow eye sockets, he smiled coldly, Facing the empty space, he said coquettishly: "Master, the White Toad Palace is really becoming more and more annoying." He smiled in a deep and soft voice, not like a woman is as soft as autumn water or as thin as a young leaf, but a It has a slightly round, thick and deep tone.

"In a short time, on the night of the full moon, it will be the day when he sheds his skin and survives the catastrophe. At that time, his magic power will be exhausted. As long as you seize the right time, you can capture him alive." A man's voice came from Dadota. , as if the voices of two people overlapped together, it was weird and thick, as if the voice was lowered.

Brother Guan Xing's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look at Dadota excitedly: "I wonder if the master can give this little slave a good time to play with?"

Suddenly, a vine sprang out from nowhere and entangled Guan Xingge's slender waist like a water snake, and Guan Xingge yelled "Oops" in surprise, and was immediately dragged into the air by a huge force , passed through the Dado Tower as if there was nothing, and disappeared without a trace. Not long after, there were bursts of ecstatic high and low groans from inside the tower.

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6th

It is rumored that the Jialan Temple, which was very popular decades ago, became lonely overnight because when the abbot begged Naluoshi to subdue a female ghost in red, he was swallowed instead. That's why Jialan Temple was defeated.

After many years, the recent unsolved case in Wuzhou City has still not found the real culprit. Some people say that the red-clothed female ghost reappeared, causing harm to the world.

The rumors spread, making people panic, and no one dared to go out at night. Once night fell, the whole city was lifeless, as if there was no one alive.The woman is afraid that her man will be killed by the female ghost, and the man is also worried that he will become the soul of the female ghost and die so ugly, so some people stir up people's hearts, go to the governor of Wuzhou, and make trouble in the yamen, saying that it is a female ghost The raging, men and women are terribly afraid, let Fu Yin give him a way to survive.

As a result, Fu Yin had no choice but to pretend to find some monks and priests to catch the ghosts, but the ghosts were not caught, and some people died, and some weirder things happened.

A few months ago, the men who died in the family one after another were buried one after another, but their bodies were not found.Later, the relatives of the victim often dreamed of those ugly men crying to them, saying that they died so badly, so cold and so uncomfortable.

A family dubiously hired a boat and invited Taoist priests to perform a magic trick on the West Lake, so that what floated on the lake was no longer catkins and flying flowers, but a lake of Mingqian ingots, but they didn't want to really attract a ray of ghosts.The ghost was afraid of the Taoist's magic power, and told all the dead bodies that had been dug up in the West Lake. After listening to it, the Taoist saw that he was just a little ghost, so he let him go and told the family the news. No matter how the family tried their best to salvage the corpse, they found nothing.

As time goes by, the corpse in the ghost's mouth can't be found. The Taoist thought about the way of the ghost, so he left. The family gradually gave up hope, and they were still troubled by nightmares every night.

Until today, the strange thing happened again.

The White Toad Palace looked at the group of people on the shore from afar, and the boat under it floated unsteadily on the water of the West Lake. As usual, in the eyes of others, it looked like a lake tourist who came here admiringly.

"Baiguan people, it's okay to just throw the scholar in the temple like this?" The boatman who rocked the boat was an old man. He carried the Baichan Palace to swim the lake for many years. Book basket, he knew a little about Chu Ningsheng.

It's just that this old and tough old boatman is not an ordinary man, but a mayfly born in the West Lake. He has been with the White Toad Palace for many years, wandered around the world, devoted himself to cultivating Taoism, and inquired about it for the White Toad Palace in the city on weekdays. According to news, people who know him call him Uncle Fu.

"Someone will look for him. Brother Guan Xing won't show up during the day, and the herring spirit won't do it himself. He's safe." Bai Changong watched every move on the shore, and vaguely saw another commotion in the crowd, and a high-pitched voice rang out. There were high and low cries, as if another corpse had been salvaged.

After the incident of the Taoist priest, the case of the theft of corpses from the tomb has almost disappeared, and more and more victims have been injured.No matter how carefully the corpse is guarded, it will be lost inexplicably in the end.But just last night, an unrecognizable body swollen with water had surfaced without warning.

After the body was recovered, Wu Zuo and his family members confirmed that it was He Rikang, the rich man in Wuzhou whose grave had been exhumed three months ago.

And as a corpse surfaced, from last night, all the stolen male corpses surfaced one after another and were salvaged one by one.

Looking at the relatives of the victims who were crying, Bai Changong's eyes were slightly shaken. He looked back and asked, "Uncle Fu, do you have any clues recently?"

The old mayfly parked the boat on the lake, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "There are no clues, but I found that these people who died suddenly had been in contact with something before their lives."

Bai Changong was puzzled: "What?"

Uncle Fu said: "A human-skin painted screen is said to have been brought to the Central Plains from the Western Regions. It was bought by a merchant at a high price, but it somehow spread to Wuzhou."

Bai Changong frowned, and lowered his eyes to think: "I have never seen a human skin painting screen in the victim's house several times after the crime happened."

"This is the strange thing," Uncle Fu nodded, "every time a person dies, the human skin painting screen will disappear out of thin air, and then it will appear in the hands of the next person out of thin air. However, although many people know the existence of the painting screen, the real Few people have seen it. I am afraid that only these dead people have come into contact with it. Most of the people who know it have only vaguely heard that there is a stunning beauty painted on the painting screen. Xiao Shishu has been investigating the matter of the human skin painting screen recently, but unfortunately he has no clue yet .”

The Xiao Shishu mentioned by Uncle Fu is the new top scholar who returned home this year to visit his relatives. He was originally a concubine, and his biological mother was a maid in front of his father's wife. Because of his father's drunken disorder, he was born.Later, when Xiao Shishu went to study abroad, his biological mother was kicked out of the house by the vicious principal, and died of illness in a deserted temple. It was not until today, after the odd year, that Xiao Shishu returned home with a title on the gold list, that he learned the sad news of his mother's death.When he was filled with grief and indignation, he wanted to seek justice for his deceased mother on the day of admission, get back her title, and comfort her in the spirit of heaven, but he did not expect that a series of murders would occur in Wuzhou City.

Although Xiao Shishu is young and doesn't know much about officialdom, but fortunately he is more honest and honest than the governor of Wuzhou. The common people see his filial piety to his biological mother and his consideration for everyone, so they trust him somewhat In the case of the murder case in Wuzhou City, this newly arrived No. [-] scholar has become the backbone of everyone.

Among the bustling crowd on the shore, Xiao Shishu, the tall and thin new top scholar, is seriously investigating the case with a group of officials. Although he is very thin, he is upright and dignified, giving people a very reliable feeling.

Uncle Fu recognized Xiao Shishu because he had a deep gratitude to Xiao Shishu's biological mother. After Xiao Shishu learned about this, he stayed in Wuzhou for half a year, and he had no contact with Uncle Fu. He respected Uncle Fu very much. Therefore, most of the news that Uncle Fu inquired about came from Xiao Shishu's mouth, and they were absolutely reliable.

Looking at Xiao Shishu frowning from a distance, Bai Changong continued to ask: "Apart from that painting screen, is there anything else I found?"

Uncle Fu thought for a while, and said: "Every male corpse is wearing a shroud, which is caused by theft after being encoffined and buried. The belly of the corpse was torn open by external force, and all internal organs were hollowed out. , It’s what people do after death, which coincides with the recent rumors about the female ghost in red in the city. Perhaps, the rumor of the female ghost has something to do with the human skin painting screen.”

Hearing the words, Bai Changong thought deeply: "So, all the clues point to the human skin painting screen." He looked up at the old mayfly sitting on the bow, nodded and said, "I will start investigating from this aspect, if If there is any movement at Xiao Shishu's side, I hope Uncle Fu will inform you in time."

Uncle Fu smiled loudly, waved his hands and said to Baichan Palace: "The officials, you don't have to be polite to me. If you know something, the little old man will definitely tell the officials."

Bai Changong nodded his thanks, and was about to see what he found on the shore, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw another boat appearing on the lake.

He was a little strange, after a closer look, his expression changed slightly, he stood up and looked out the window, as if he wanted to make sure of something, the next moment he immediately turned back and shouted eagerly to the old man at the bow: "Uncle Fu, get out of here quickly! "

Seeing his sudden change of expression, Uncle Fu hurriedly got up, grabbed the oars and swung them, while asking nervously, "Bai Guanren, what happened?"

White Toad Palace frowned tightly, staring at the boat that was slowly rolling towards them not far away on the lake, with a deep voice like a pool of deep water, softly uttered four words: "Trouble is coming."

Uncle Fu followed his gaze, and then he also noticed the small boat. He couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart. Now because of salvaging the corpses, the boatman has been conscripted by the government. He can accompany the White Toad Palace because he used With a blindfold, no one can see them.When the boat appeared, they didn't notice it, and, looking at it, it was obviously coming towards them.

"Strange..." But looking carefully, Uncle Fu felt that there was something wrong. Compared with ordinary lake boats, there was something incongruous. "There seems to be a god around the boat..." After finishing speaking, Uncle Fu suddenly realized, his face changed suddenly, and at this moment, he was suddenly startled by a loud shout from Baichan Palace.

"Avoid it!"

No longer thinking about it so much, Uncle Fu's heart shuddered, he gritted his teeth and accelerated the speed of the boat, and moved to the other side of the lake.

Seeing the boat chasing after him, Bai Changong frowned more and more, his figure paused slightly, his slender five fingers seemed to flick a string, and two red threads instantly popped out between his fingers, bursting out from the window like a spider. Silk tightly entangled the hull, and in just a moment, the boat seemed to be wrapped into a blood-red cocoon.

"Uncle Fu!"

Hearing the shout from the White Toad Palace, the old mayfly hurriedly jumped into the cabin before the hull was completely wrapped by the red thread.

"Hidden!" At the same time, Bai Changong shouted in a deep voice, and in an instant, the entire boat wrapped in the red line disappeared on the lake.

"Oh! Shenjun, that boat is gone!" On the other side, on the boat that was chasing after him, the little mountain Shenmuyu who was rocking the boat turned around and shouted in panic.

He Sang came out of the cabin, looked around the lake, and really saw that the boat that had been wandering on the shore for a long time suddenly disappeared. Thinking about the scene he saw just now, the red line was very familiar, and he suddenly felt that it was gone again. Being swayed, he gritted his teeth and murmured to himself in a low voice: "Life and death... Qian Xiaoer, you profiteer!"

"Shenjun, what should we do?" Muyu asked him.

He Sang originally had a gentle face, but at the moment it was cloudy and sunny, and the next moment, he said in a gloomy voice, "Call me out!"

"Yes!"

The wooden fish was commanded, grinning, excitedly moved the oars towards the calm lake, and suddenly slapped it. The calm lake immediately rolled with huge waves, like a giant dragon overturning the river and the sea, and was blasted into a spray several tens of feet high.

He Sang was taken aback when he saw this, and with a dark face, he slapped the fan on the wooden fish's head, and cursed: "Idiot! You want to flood Wuzhou City for me, don't you?"

The wooden fish groaned in pain, rubbed its head with some grievances and withdrew the strength in its hands, and grabbed back with five fingers across the air, the huge wave that was just started fell back intact in an instant.

He raised his head and looked towards the lake, pouted and said, "Shenjun, they ran away!" After such a big commotion, the disappearing boat did not come out, and it seemed that it was no longer in the West Lake.

He Sang stroked his forehead with some headaches, waved his hands and said, "That's all..."

He raised his head and looked deeply at the place where the boat disappeared. After a long time, his lips curled into a smile, and he murmured in a low voice, "The future will be long..."

White Toad Palace, interesting...

Since the life-and-death line was used, he deliberately wanted to avoid him.Don't say that Xiaoshan Shenmuyu can't break through the barrier woven by Qian Xiaoer's life-and-death thread, even if his bones are unlocked and his powers are full, he may not be able to break it.

Qian Xiaoer is a freak, he is not a person in the Tao, but a different kind in the three realms and six realms, neither human nor ghost, neither immortal nor god, neither demon nor demon, nor a person in the Buddhist world, no one in this world If he can control his life palace, his "Yi Zhuang" is even more erratic. As long as he has money, he can stay in his "Yi Zhuang" for a few days, or avoid life and death disasters, or buy everything in the world from him. Things that cannot be bought or sold.

The line of life and death is one of them.

This line is not detectable by the power of ghosts and gods, and it changes a lot. He Sang did not expect that Qian Xiaoer would actually buy and sell this thing to the White Chan Palace.He was suddenly curious, what did the White Toad Palace exchange for this thing, he didn't believe that a mere silver would be able to get the life and death line that the Three Realms and Six Paths dreamed of.

Originally, one night passed, and He Sang wanted to meet this beauty who made him look dumbfounded. He came down from the mountain early in the morning, and even Chu Ningsheng, who had strayed into the ghost temple, was forgotten by him, but he didn't expect that the White Toad Palace would blatantly hide He, this made He Sang extremely depressed.Thinking about how many beauties have thrown themselves into his arms, it is too late, but this White Toad Palace has been ignorant of current affairs time and time again, and it doesn't look like a trick to play hard to get. Could it be that his five sons of the Black Emperor are like snakes and scorpions, so people are afraid to avoid them? Too late?

When he was disappointed, after thinking about it, He Sang felt that this trip down to earth was more interesting because he met interesting people.

Anyway, we haven't caught the White Toad Palace right now, so why not just play around, just like what he said just now, he was demoted to the earth, he has a lot of time, the future will be long.

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Among the bamboo forests in the deep mountains, a nine-curved pond is full of white lotus flowers. The White Toad Palace flew up and stepped on the lotus leaves. It rose and fell several times, and stopped in front of a pool. The sound of water is endless.

He raised his feet and walked towards the water curtain, a few threads of life and death emerged between his ten fingers, he intertwined his hands, fiddled with his fingers a few times, like a child in the mortal world turning a flower rope, raising one hand, and in a short while weaved a huge one He raised the red umbrella, avoided the water curtain above his head and walked in, and disappeared behind the water curtain in a moment.

The whereabouts of "Yizhuang" are uncertain at night, and during the day, Qian Xiaoer's ghost inn will find a place with water to lay its foundation.

The green smoke bamboo forest and the nine-curved white lotus are the symbols of where "Yizhuang" is located.In the Three Realms and Six Paths, there is a poem like "Lonely smoke and mist, green bamboo leaves, nine tunes, blue waves and white lotus flowers" to show where "Yizhuang" may appear.

Contrary to the bamboo forest and white lotus outside, the boundary of Yizhuang is very desolate, full of loess, flying sand and rocks everywhere, can't see the sky clearly, can't see the sun and moon when looking up, can't see the road clearly when looking down, and can't see the limit. There is no end to the road to hell, no direction.

walked so aimlessly for a while