Heaven and earth float day and night

Wen Qi was taken back to the yamen by the Xuanfu army and beaten ten boards. He walked with a limp, causing the beaters to look at him frequently.

Wen Qi is used to being shameless and skinny. He used to go out to gamble, and neighbors in the neighborhood also came to see him, saying that he was Liu Adou who couldn't afford it, a moth in the rice vat.

Wen Qi is used to being pointed out.

When the Xuanfu army came to inquire, Wen Qi didn't betray Su Jiugui, so he couldn't tell why.

Probably because I promised Xiaobai.

If it is agreed that he will not speak out, then he will never speak out.

It is true that he is not a kind person, and he will always do what he promises.

Wen Qi opened the door of his house, and was a little surprised when he pushed it open. The door was unlocked. He wanted to climb over the wall and come in.

Su Jiugui not only didn't lock the door, but left it open for him.

Wen Qi suddenly thought of his mother. After the defeat of the Wen family, he became obsessed with the gambling house. He often came home at night, and Wen's mother was worried about him, even if his son went out to gamble, he would keep the door open for him.

He looked at the main room where Su Jiugui lived. The candles had already been extinguished, and he probably fell asleep.

Wen Qi's nose was a little sore, and he didn't know why he missed his mother so much at this time.

After his mother died, Su Jiugui treated him as the best.

He quietly entered the west wing room where he was, not daring to disturb Su Jiugui.

Wen Qi's butt hurts, and he can't sleep well, so he can only sleep on his stomach.

It was too late now, Wen Qi was so tired that he didn't care about the pain, and his eyelids started fighting as soon as he lay down.

But after he lay down, he felt something was wrong, he was a little cold, but it is summer now, why is it cold?

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the door that had just been closed was pushed open a crack at some time.

wind blowing?Impossible, he locked the gate when he came in.

Hallucination?Wen Qi stared at the crack of the door.

Suddenly, a pale bony hand grabbed the door frame, dripping wet.

Wen Qi's hairs were all blown up, and his rationality told him that he should get out immediately, but he couldn't move, his back was a little heavy, as if someone had pressed his hand on his back.

Immediately afterwards, a mass of cool things pressed up, and a cold wind kept blowing by my ears.

Wen Qi froze in place, there was something behind him, but he didn't dare to look back.

He used to hear the old man say that there are two balls of fire on a person's shoulders, and the other will be blown out when he turns around.

Wen Qi's scalp was numb, and he could only squeeze tightly the amulet hanging around his neck, which was the only relic left by his mother.

He looked at the crack of the door again, the hand that was holding it was gone, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the room, and there was still a water stain at his feet.

Wen Qi's heartbeat almost jumped out of his throat, it must be a dream, isn't his home a place of good geomantic omen?

In the blink of an eye, the black shadow got three steps closer, lying on all fours on the floor like a dog.

Black mucus dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Wen Qi remained motionless, turned his head uncontrollably, and when he turned around, a face that was so pale that it turned blue was behind him, and there were no eyeballs in the empty eyes, and the two eye sockets were looking at him at this moment.

"Ghost!" Wen Qi yelled.

This is the real ghost.

Ghosting had already opened his mouth wide, and saw that the corners of his mouth seemed to be split in two places, like a watermelon being cut from it, and the bloody mouth was coming towards Wen Qi.

Wen Qi yelled, and ran towards the window subconsciously. There was no pain as expected. On the contrary, the ghost image retreated a few steps as if it had been picked up by the fire, until it retreated to the door.

Wen Qi was still in shock, and looked down to see a scorched mark on his amulet.

Wen Qi seemed to be grasping at straws, clutching the amulet tightly, as if holding a torch, and muttering while holding up, "Don't come here, don't come here, I have a treasure."

The shadow outside the door showed a mockery, the folk amulet can at most block a small disaster, Wen Qi can't get out of here unscathed.

Wen Qi was also aware of this problem, because he saw more and more ghost figures gathered in front of the window, on the beams of the house, and at the door, and the entire west wing room suddenly became gloomy.

Wen Qi is not stupid, the amulet his mother gave him was begged from the Chenghuang Temple at the gate, if he had that kind of supernatural power, his mother would have become a ghost hunter long ago.

The ghost outside the door stared at him, approaching him step by step, Wen Qi was in a dilemma, like an antelope being watched closely.

Suddenly, the ghost outside the door stopped moving, as if he had encountered someone he was afraid of.

At this moment, a hand patted Wen Qi's shoulder, completely different from a ghost, gentle and powerful, and pressed against Wen Qi's body that kept retreating.

Wen Qi swallowed, turned around and saw Su Jiugui, Wen Qi didn't ask why Su Jiugui was in his room in the middle of the night.

For the first time, he felt that Su Jiugui was so good-looking, like seeing a fairy, Wen Qi didn't care about this being an evil spirit, and subconsciously shouted: "Daxian, help!"

Su Jiugui frowned, even though he wasn't used to Wen Qi's sudden change of face.

Wen Qi felt safe when he saw Su Jiugui. He almost cried in fright just now, but now he wiped his nose, as if he had found confidence, and asked, "What, what is this?"

Su Jiugui said: "The souls of your former family."

Wen Qi's eyes widened and he thought he heard it wrong. Is this the dead soul of their Wen family?That is, his ancestor?Isn't his home a treasured place of geomantic omen?

Su Jiugui said: "There is a ghost Xiu following you."

Ghost Xiu can see and smell the remnant soul. Someone met Wen Qi at the gate of the Renxin Medical Center. Wen Qi had the aura of a remnant soul on his body. He followed Wen Qi all the way to find Su Jiugui.

Ghost Xiu ordered all the ghosts to obey the order, and the dead souls of Wen's ancestors were summoned to encircle and suppress Wen Qi, the younger generation.

"You are very unlucky." Su Jiugui said.

Wen Qi was surprisingly unlucky, Su Jiugui didn't attract ghost cultivators when he went out by himself, but Wen Qi went out to attract ghosts.

"This is the trouble I caused." Su Jiugui didn't tell Wen Qiduo, but said to the door, "Get out."

"Hehehehehe." A low-pitched laugh came from outside the door, the laughter was very stiff, like a ventriloquist on the street, "They said you were protecting the calf, and they were right."

He was sure that Su Jiugui would come to find Wen Qi, even if it was a trap, he had to show up.

The door was suddenly opened, revealing the person outside. He was wearing a dirty cloak, which looked like the twelfth lunar month on such a hot day.

He was really filthy, like a beggar, his hair was already knotted and clumped, his body smelled like corpses, and he showed two rows of teeth when he laughed.

The teeth were like canines, sharp enough to tear apart human bones.

Su Jiugui had known for a long time that ghost cultivators would come looking for him. If the news of his heavy work could not be concealed, ghost cultivators would be the only ones who could spot him in the crowd.

Ghost Xiu came with Wen Qi, originally wanting to try his luck, but unexpectedly found it.

In Guixiu's eyes, everyone has a spirit, the shallower the weaker, Lu Yunji's spirit is extremely pure, even a remnant soul is stronger than ordinary people.

A person's spiritual appearance cannot be faked, and when he sees Su Jiugui, he knows that he has found the right person.

However, he couldn't help laughing, how did Lu Yunji become a ridiculous vixen?

Ghost Xiu opened his mouth and spit out a bright red snake-like tongue. That tongue was really disgusting, and the top was split into two.

He licked the corner of his mouth, seeing Su Jiugui was like seeing some delicious food.

He walked towards Su Jiugui step by step, and said as he walked, "Lu Yunji, I finally found you."

Su Jiugui didn't react when he heard the words, so he blocked Wen Qi behind and said, "Stay away."

Wen Qi was afraid of death. He would have run as far as he could when encountering such a thing before, but now he froze in place.

He widened his eyes, unable to believe what he heard, and said, "You, you are Lu Yunji?"

Lu Yunji, one of the four great masters of the Immortal Sect, who I admired for the rest of my life, was actually Su Jiugui?

I almost went to the police to sell him?

Wen Qi wanted to bump his head to death.

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Wen Qi quickly realized that Lu Yunji had been struck by thunder, and many people thought he was dead.

So is it because he is now Su Jiugui that he is weak and needs such an identity to temporarily cover himself?

Wen Qi still remembers the first time he saw Su Jiugui. At that time, Su Jiugui was wearing a wedding dress with blood all over his body.

Later, he practiced in the courtyard, and what he practiced was the most simple exercise.

Anyone who has become a fairy has to start from scratch, so he has no ability at all.

Guixiu generously followed him home, and he should be sure to win Su Jiugui.

With Su Jiugui's current cultivation base, can he escape from Ghost Xiu's hands completely?

Su Jiugui didn't even have a blade in his hand, Wen Qi wanted to find him a convenient weapon, but after looking for a long time, he found that he didn't even have a fart.

Wen Qi was wondering whether to go to the backyard to help him get the axe.

Su Jiugui didn't seem to need his help either. He saw Su Jiugui's figure move, and rushed towards Ghost Xiu with empty hands.

Ghost Xiu was dressed too much, he was as bulky as a mountain, but in fact he was extremely sensitive, and slipped and landed in the courtyard.

When Su Jiugui came in front of him, he turned slightly sideways, and Su Jiugui's outstretched hand missed nothing and only caught a cloud of air.

As soon as Guixiu stretched out his hand, a cold light flashed in his sleeve, and he transformed into a sickle-shaped thing, covered with a layer of black mist, and the moment it touched Su Jiugui's body, blood overflowed.

Su Jiugui let out a muffled snort, and a bloodstain appeared on his left shoulder, with the bone deep visible.

The black mist on the sickle has been penetrating into the flesh. If a mortal is covered with the black mist, even if he escapes by chance, he will not live for long.

Ghost Xiu was stunned for a moment. If it was the past, he would never have thought that he would be able to kill Lu Yunji. He couldn't even move a single hair of this fairy, and could only be an ant for the rest of his life.

Now he can stab him with a knife.

Sure enough, he guessed right, Lu Yunji has become a vixen with no strength to restrain a chicken, not even one-thousandth of the Taoism in his previous life.

It was easy for Guixiu to kill him, but if he really wanted to kill Lu Yunji, then he would definitely become famous.

He laughed out loud looking at the blood on the sickle, it was Lu Yunji's blood, he even wanted to taste it.

But his smile froze quickly, and he felt a pain in his neck, as if something was tightly strangling him, burrowing into his body like a blood-sucking leech.

spider silk.

Even Wen Qi was taken aback, he didn't know what kind of monster Su Jiugui was, he thought it was a vixen.

Does that look like a spider spirit?

Ghost Xiu looked at Su Jiugui, who was standing ten steps away, with his knees slightly bent because of his right shoulder injury.

Su Jiugui's body was not as good as Lu Yunji's back then. He was half-dead from an injury, and the wound was invaded by the black mist, which made him a little embarrassed.

But he didn't care about his wound at all, he raised his left hand and looked at Guixiu coldly.

Many things can be changed. A person's temperament and habits will not change. He is already a fox demon, but he still maintains his original habits.

He raised his left hand, a transparent silk thread was wrapped around the palm of his left hand, and the other end of the thread was connected to Ghost Xiu's neck.

He controlled the spider silk, as if he was holding a guillotine, ready to kill him at any time.

"You..." Ghost Xiu just uttered a word, and then he was speechless very quickly.

The spider silk on the neck clenched instantly according to the owner's wishes.

The next moment, his head was cut off abruptly.

beg me

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