The beautiful teacher who was raised by mad apprentices

The surrounding fog did not know what was going on, and it became thicker and thicker.

"We temporarily found an inn to settle down, but what happened here?"

The hoarse cries of the elderly and the cries of the teenagers for help could be faintly heard in the wind.

The two sounds were getting closer and closer together, and it sounded like metal scraping, which was very unpleasant and harsh.

Shen Zhiyu covered Ji Huan'an's ears, and the others also covered their ears.

"Find a place to hide first." Sensing something was wrong, Shen Zhiyu frowned and said to them.

Shang Yaguan was also tortured by the voice, "Our foothold is nearby, let's go there first!"

A group of people followed Shang Yaguan back and forth and left.

Ji Huan'an and Shen Zhiyu were brought to the door of a family. The mottled mahogany door was full of dead leaves, and some had signs of rot.

There were many cobwebs on the house number, and the spider was still lying on it. The dead leaves fell on the spider webs, and I could still see the word "Joe" written on the house number.

Jiang Qihuai pushed the door open, and the dust inside the door was swept up.

Cold air and dust came rushing in from inside, Shen Zhiyu took out the cloak and put it on for Ji Huanan before entering the room.

The door was quickly closed by two disciples of Shang Yaguan, but the crying outside was getting closer and closer to them.

Shen Zhiyu gestured "shh" to them, signaling them to keep quiet.

Ji Huan'an lay on the door, and through the gap, he saw a group of people coming from the fog.

They seemed to be holding something in their hands, and gradually walked out of the fog.

It looked like a guard of honor, holding a red sign in his hand.There is also the word "welcome relatives" written on the sign.

But no one in the whole team had a happy face, and the cries got closer and closer to them with the arrival of the guard of honor.

The whole team only saw a red sedan chair, but did not see the groom.

They hid behind the door like this, and saw the guard of honor leave through the crack of the door.

A man with disheveled hair, wearing a hair crown and his mouth sewn up with thread stuck to the door, and saw the people inside the room through the gap.

One of Shang Yaguan's new apprentices was so frightened by his sudden appearance that he sat down on the ground and almost cried out, but fortunately his mouth was covered.

Shen Zhiyu hugged Ji Huan'an in his arms and covered his eyes.

The one lying on the door is the floating shadow that made Ji Huan'an and Shen Zhiyu fall into illusion, that is, Su Shuo.

Su Shuo's mouth was sealed by a black thread, unable to speak, he could only make a sound of "wuwuwu".Only the whites of his eyes were left, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.

The eyes were still rolling, and the people behind the door were too frightened to breathe.

Su Shuo is no longer an ordinary wraith, someone tampered with him.

If they shot easily, they would only be reduced to the point where both sides would suffer.

"Woo - woo - woo -" tears of blood fell from Su Shuo's eyes, and he slammed into the door in pain, trying to knock it open.

Shang Yaguan pasted a paper talisman after entering the door.

Su Shuo's crying became more and more piercing, like the sound of metal scraping, infinitely amplified in their ears.

Several people hid behind the door and covered their ears in pain, not knowing whose arm rubbed off the talisman paper.

The talisman fell to the ground, and Su Shuo flew around the door and disappeared with the guard of honor.

They all put down their hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

Several people's ears were bleeding, and they were scratching the blood in their ears.

Shen Zhiyu let go of Ji Huan'an in his arms, and looked down to see that the person in his arms had turned into a scarecrow.

Shang Yaguan and the others were stunned, they clearly saw that Shang Yaguan pasted a talisman on the door.

Then how did Su Shuo come in, and how did he take Ji Huan'an away?

None of them noticed it.

Shen Zhiyu saw the talisman paper on the ground and picked it up.

Shen Zhiyu's face was blackened with anger.

The talisman paper was pinched in his hand and crumpled into a ball, "Damn it!"

Shen Zhiyu chased after him directly, and the guard of honor was like a shadow in the fog.

Ji Huan'an was rolled into the wedding sedan chair, no matter how hard he smashed it, squeezed it or cursed it, the sedan chair was not damaged at all.

Helpless, Ji Huan'an transformed his natal sword and crane bones into illusion.

The position of the crane bone sword head is like an eye, and the sword eye and the sword handle are each inlaid with a ruby.

The mouth of the swallow is like a crane's wings, and the sword spine, sword follower, upper blade, and lower blade are all twisted together like a twist.

The whole body is silvery white, from thick to thin from top to bottom, and the end is like a needle.Both the upper and lower blades are red.

The crane bone looks very evil, No.6 in the weapon list.

Most of the users are not righteous people. After the Dark Clan was wiped out, weapons like crane bones gradually faded out of the monks' sight.

Crane bones were also gradually forgotten, and most monks of the evil sect didn't like to use crane bones.

Because if you want to make good use of the crane bones, you must not be overly murderous, and you have strict requirements on the monks themselves, and even fewer people know about the crane bones.

Ji Huan'an inserted the crane bone into the floor of the sedan chair, mobilizing the spiritual power in his body, trying to combine the power of the crane bone to shake the sedan chair away.

But that force finally came back to him, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his throat.

Blood was spat into the sedan chair, and even Ji Huan'an's lips were stained red.

He wiped the blood from his lips, and sat quietly in the sedan chair with the broken jar.

Looking outside coldly, the sedan chair swayed, and the crying outside made him a little annoyed.

When Shen Zhiyu chased the sedan chair to the fork in the road, the guard of honor disappeared into the fog.

With no other choice, Shen Zhiyu had no choice but to summon all the demons in Dongguan City.

A group of demons searched for a guard of honor in the city of Dongguan.

A gust of wind blew away a lot of the fog at the intersection.

The blood on the ground also appeared, Shen Zhiyu squatted down, touched the blood on the ground, and smelled it.

The moment Shen Zhiyu smelled blood, his eyes turned red and then returned to normal.

He smelled it, it was the smell of Ji Huan'an's blood, he remembered.

Shen Zhiyu hurriedly chased after him, but this road led to the suburbs.

After leaving the city gate, Shen Zhiyu lost his way.

A little bit of red appeared in the fog again, and Shen Zhiyu quickly chased after it.

Ji Huan'an in the sedan chair fell asleep at some point, and his mouth was still stained with blood.

The guard of honor finally stopped in front of the tomb, since the tomb was miraculously opened.

The suona sounded louder than the sound, and Shen Zhiyu slashed down on the sedan chair from above with his sword.

The sedan chair was instantly torn apart, and Ji Huan'an fell directly to the ground, still not waking up.

Shen Zhiyu put Ji Huan'an down by the tree, let him lean against the tree, and wiped the blood off his lips.

Holding the sword, he looked at the group of little ghosts with bloody eyes as if they were devils from hell.

"Ah—" The group of little ghosts shed their human skin, and their appearance became gloomy and strange.

Shen Zhiyu walked towards them step by step with a sword in hand, and the group of little ghosts rushed towards Shen Zhiyu.

Su Shuo was still hovering in the sky, with tears of blood streaming down her face.

A group of little ghosts surrounded Shen Zhiyu, and rushed towards him one by one.

Shen Zhiyu chopped them all down to the ground one by one.

Su Shuo flew towards Shen Zhiyu, knocked the kid away, and tried to kill Shen Zhiyu.

Shen Zhiyu chopped off Su Shuo's hair with a sword, and a wound appeared on his face.

The black demonic energy continued to expand on his wound, and Su Shuo whimpered in pain.

The long red nails slashed towards Shen Zhiyu. Although he dodged in time, his clothes were still torn.

Shen Zhiyu glanced at the torn clothes, then at Su Shuo.

One flood and one resentful spirit fell into a bitter battle, and it took about half a stick of incense.

Su Shuo was defeated by Shen Zhiyu, and Ji Huan'an also just woke up.

Su Shuo changed from the appearance of a resentful spirit to that of a boy, and the black stitches on his mouth also disappeared.

Bright red blood seeped from the black hole, and his eyes returned to normal.

Tears fell from Su Shuo's eyes, Ji Huan'an looked into Su Shuo's eyes, but didn't know whether he was looking at himself or the world.

Su Shuo's eyes contained too many emotions, including hatred, regret, and reluctance...

Su Shuo stayed with Qiao Heng's corpse all night after worshiping, and it was consummated.

Before dawn the next day, Su Shuo was pushed into the lobby.

His hands and feet were all tied up with hemp rope. He begged Qiao's mother to let him go, but Qiao's mother didn't even look at him.

Later, Mother Qiao thought he was noisy, fearing that he would disturb Qiao Heng's peace, and ordered someone to seal his mouth.

Su Shuo looked at the servant and asked her for help.

But she didn't pay attention to herself, she just sewed his mouth up silently with a needle and thread.

The blood stained the servant's fingers, and Su Shuo's tears turned into blood tears in the end.

He was thrown into the coffin, and at the last moment of closing the coffin, the servants untied the rope from his hands.

Su Shuo thought that Mother Qiao had changed her mind, but he didn't expect his head to be pressed into the coffin.

He firmly grabbed the arm of the servant, but another person came, and he pulled Su Shuo's fingers away little by little.

The coffin was closed heavily, and Qiao Heng was lying beside him.

Su Shuo slammed the coffin lid hard, but there was the sound of nails being nailed outside.

One nail after another nailed the coffin to death, and Su Shuo slapped the coffin inside.

The coffin was lifted up, and the suona sounded.

How he wished that someone would come to save him, but in the end he lost his strength.He had no choice but to hit it with his head, and the blood dripped out along the cracks in the coffin.

Later, Su Shuo died, and he floated back home.

He saw the servants of Qiao's mansion set fire to his house, and he saw grandma was still in the house.

He floated to grandma and called grandma loudly in grandma's ear, but grandma couldn't hear her at all. He wanted to take grandma out, but he passed through grandma's body.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and he witnessed the process of grandma's death with his own eyes.

He hates... he hates...

It was not enough for the Qiao family to take his life, but also to burn grandma to death...

His home, his grandma turned to ashes in his eyes.

Ji Huan'an watched Su Shuo being stabbed by Shen Zhiyu's sword just like that, and gradually disappeared.

When the fog cleared, Ji Huan'an felt that he had no strength in his body, so he stretched out his hand to Shen Zhiyu.

Shen Zhiyu hugged him in his arms, this scene happened to be seen by Jiang Qihuai and others who rushed over.

"Master... are you okay!" Jiang Qihuai asked worriedly looking at Ji Huan'an in Shen Zhiyu's arms.

Ji Huan'an felt a little tired, so he found a comfortable angle in Shen Zhiyu's arms and lay down.

"Just a little tired." Ji Huanan replied to Jiang Qihuai softly, and then fell asleep.

After the fog cleared, Shen Zhiyu carried Ji Huan'an back to the inn.

The people who died continuously in Dongguan City were all caused by the ghost marriage of the Qiao family. Now that the fog cleared, Su Shuo was also killed, so Shang Yaguan moved to the inn with his disciples.

The Qiao family also weakened after the dark marriage, and now only the mansion and two younger generations are left in the Qiao family.

The team of disciples led by Shang Yaguan had almost completed their experience, and it was time to return to Lingyun Pavilion after rectifying.

But regarding Jiang Qihuai's departure and stay, Ji Huan'an never mentioned a word, Shen Zhiyu now sees that Jiang Qihuai is no longer as vigilant as he was at the beginning.

Ji Huan'an doesn't know what's wrong with him recently, since he was backlashed, he feels tired easily at every turn.

Two days later...

Jiang Qihuai bowed to Ji Huan'an and Shen Zhiyu, "Master, Master..."

Shen Zhiyu poured a glass of water for Ji Huan'an.

"Well, is something wrong?"

"Master, the Fourth Elder will be leaving with his disciples in two days. I..." Jiang Qihuai hesitated to speak, he actually wanted to follow Ji Huan'an.

"The fourth elder I can teach you can also teach, and he is easier to get along with than me. You just follow him..."

Jiang Qihuai felt a little wronged, but he didn't show it.

He knew that Ji Huanan didn't like him, so he rushed to post it from the beginning.

"Yes……"