[Comprehensive martial arts] Huangquan Inn

Rewinding the time to half an hour before Xunfeng realized something was wrong, Wang Lianhua took the opportunity to hitchhike to Yueyang, and the new mission target was here.

The target is a vicious flower-picker who has harmed countless women from good families during his lifetime. Some daughters committed suicide due to mental breakdown, and their souls were sent to the underworld for a long time before they had the opportunity to report their grievances to the Ten Temples of Yama.

The flower picker naturally made a good note in the Nether Palace that the underworld is not allowed to intervene in the affairs of the yang, but this person must die, and after death, he will fall into the underworld, and he will be judged at his own time.

The martial arts of this flower picker is said to be extremely high, and many of the women he has his eyes on are mostly wealthy and official ladies. So that it succeeded in the middle of the night.

This person is also notorious in the Southern Martial Arts.It's just that his lightness kung fu is really superb, and few people can catch up with him, which made him proud in the South Wulin for a long time.

The Ming Dynasty has a vast territory, and there are many talented people in martial arts everywhere. When this person's name appeared in Wang Lianhua's field of vision, the deity had disappeared for a long time.Wang Lianhua could remember that Shen Lang had mentioned it once.

That was Shen Lang's only miss as a bounty hunter after he grew up. It wasn't because he accidentally let the other party escape when he uncovered the wanted warrant to hunt him down, but that the notorious flower picker was already dead before he found the other party.

It is said that first the thing below was cut off with a sword, and then the internal organs were smashed to pieces, the eyeballs were dug out and thrown on the ground, trampled into two balls of invisible flesh and blood, etc. The death was extremely tragic, as tragic as before. The official captors who came to collect the corpse and return to life couldn't bear to look directly at him.

If it weren't for some jade pendants in the torn clothes that could be vaguely identified, no one would have known that the deceased was the flower picker.

Wang Lianhua, a crooked little devil since he was a child, has been doing troubles with his wonderful mother, never caring about these things, until the task was sent to him, he didn't know that the flower picker was not arrested by the underworld. Instead, relying on the resentment and fear before death, he turned into a ghost in place, and somehow avoided the evil, staying in the place of death and constantly playing tricks on the living.

There is a City God in Yueyang, this fierce ghost did not dare to make a big fuss after suffering a few times, but a group of lonely and wild ghosts gathered outside the city to make trouble, and the small movements continued, which had already brought great troubles to this place in Yangjian.

Wang Lianhua temporarily entrusted her body to the Temple of the City God, preparing to see the flower-picking thief who turned into a ghost in the form of a soul.

Speaking of this, in fact, the reason Wang Lianhua mentioned to Xunfeng before was that if the mission target is too far away, it is not easy to preserve the body, fearing that the body will be damaged, and looking for a helper is pure nonsense.

In places other than Kuizhou, he can walk through the teleportation array carved on the bank of the Naihe Bridge, and place his body in the local Town God's Temple when he arrives at the place before going to work.Because of impermanence, he can barely be regarded as a colleague of the underworld, and the city god doesn't mind protecting him for a while, let alone that the other party is here to deal with some difficult-to-reach problems in his jurisdiction.

It's just that Xunfeng didn't ask back after staring at him for a long time, as if he didn't notice anything, Wang Lianhua was happy to pretend that the other party didn't know.

There's no harm to Xunfeng by messing with him, if it works, he will bring free thugs to Xunfeng, why not do it?

Young Master Crimson Shirt stood in the City God's Temple with a soul posture, bowed his hands to the sculpture of the City God, and then took the ecstasy lock, and followed a ghostly aura he detected to a deep mountain outside Yueyang City.

The deep mountain has deep flowers and trees, the path is hidden in the jungle, and there is a dilapidated ancient temple at the end.The Buddha statue in the temple has long been destroyed, and it is not an exaggeration to call the surrounding buildings broken walls and ruins.Strangely, there were several lifelike pictures of beauties painted on the collapsed walls.

The beauties may look up and down, with jade arms bouncing off the pipa; or with low eyebrows and smiles, with clouds hanging down and swaying...all of them are lively and fragrant, which are incompatible with this dilapidated ancient temple in the mountains.

Wang Lianhua glanced at the branches of the ancient tree, and the beauties painted on the wall were all ghostly, and the two beauties covered with light veils looked familiar, but they couldn't remember who they were. Where have I seen it.

After thinking about it, he hid his soul and quietly entered the ancient temple.

As they got closer, some blushing voices from the ruins of the ancient temple became clearer and clearer.

The corners of Wang Lianhua's eyes twitched, she never expected that this person died like a ghost and did not change his nature.

The source of the sound was a relatively intact wing room in the ancient temple. The half-open wooden window hung in the air, barely able to cover most of the scene in the room.

Not long after Wang Lianhua stood sideways, the voice inside gradually stopped, and the man's voice was frenzied, whispering something.

He has very good hearing and can hear clearly. The other party is saying: "Good lady, change your face and we will come again."

Another voice sounded from the wing: "Your Majesty, wait a moment."

Wang Lianhua looked in through the dilapidated window, and saw beside the desk in the wing room, a beautiful woman in a gauze dress with her fragrant shoulders half exposed was slowly pushing away the rice paper spread on the table, and picked up a pen to draw a stroke on it. Plan to draw something seriously.

Just as Wang Lianhua was about to start, the beauty's hand painting was finished. She put the pen aside and raised her hand to tear her face from the middle down, as easily as tearing a piece of paper.

The sound of "chachachacha" was heard endlessly, and the male ghost on the couch had already covered his face in the past, not looking at the ferocious ghost that emerged from the beauty's skin.

A group of humanoid creatures, let's call it humanoid, at least the limbs and torso are still in the shape of human beings, except that there are five horns facing the sky on the head, and the four eyes are placed side by side in the normal position of two eyes.The skin was chapped and turned green, some places were green and black, and there were purple tumors growing on the arms and back, I don't know what they were.

In a word, it looks ugly.

Wang Lianhua watched helplessly as the evil spirit tore off the outer beauty skin, took off another beauty skin from the painting and put it on.

The beauty's palace dress was made of precious brocade, the skirt was embroidered with a unique orchid pattern, and the flowing cloud pattern on the cuffs was light, which was slightly blocked by the hanging strands of hair.

That face, hibiscus like a face and willow like eyebrows, is nothing less than a national beauty and heavenly fragrance.

But in Wang Lianhua's memory, this face has never shown such a charming expression. If one day she suddenly shows an uncharacteristically sweet smile, it must be that someone has offended her, and she has already figured out how to make the other party disappear quietly. in this world.

This is a painted skin ghost.

Wang Lianhua had already figured out what the ghost turned into by the flower picker was going to do, she sneered and was about to make a move, when she heard the painted skin ghost scowling, "Mr. Come?"

Wang Lianhua's voice was quite familiar, or he and the other party had some friendship.Unexpectedly, the Painted Skin Ghost changed into someone else's appearance, and even the voice was very similar.

The flower picker turned his head and stared blankly at this face, which was as beautiful as a lonely star: "Beautiful, my sister is so beautiful."

"Lang Jun is happy." Painted Skin Ghost smiled shyly, and was about to float over to the couch.

The flower picker suddenly said: "Good lady, change another one, another one, let me see my sister!"

"Hold on a moment, sir."

Painted Skin Ghost was already dissatisfied when he heard the words, but the ghost in front of him was stronger and more powerful than it, so it didn't dare to disobey the other party, so it could only obey with a frown.

This time it took a little longer, and it made another picture of a beauty, and it did the same thing and pasted it on itself.

Right now, the Painted Skin Ghost is wearing a new skin, a luxurious red palace attire, a brocade dress that drags the floor, plum blossoms of the same color lightly sprinkled on the fluttering wide sleeves, and the face that is revealed is different from the previous one. resemblance.

Her face was hazy, as if she was surrounded by moonlight, she was more beautiful, more colorful, and more cold, with the ultimate attraction.

It's just that the evil ghost put on this beautiful face, showing a charming smile, instantly destroying the contradictory temperament of that beautiful face, which is like a devil and like a fairy.

In Wang Lianhua's eyes, it caused some sort of frightening effect.

Wang Gongzi never thought that one day he would see this kind of expression on the face of that madman Wu, and he almost showed his whereabouts amidst the emotional shock.

Fortunately, he survived under Xunfeng's PUBG for a long time. Although these two ghosts have decent cultivation, they are no match for many strange beasts in Zhaoyao Mountain, so they let him sneak until now and have not been found.

The flower-picking male ghost stared obsessively at Painted Skin Ghost's new skin, his eyes were half fascinated and half fearful, and there was a distorted expression of horror and surprise intertwined on his face.

"Beauty, palace lord, if you could treat me like this before you were alive?" He leaned over to caress that smooth cheek, but he didn't dare to profane it, for fear of disturbing the moonlight in the sky, "If you are willing to follow me, I will definitely Get rid of all the problems, and follow the Palace Mistress wholeheartedly..."

Just when he couldn't help but want to touch the beauty in front of him, he suddenly heard a sneer.

The voice came from nowhere, but he mistook it for the beauty in front of him, so he trembled all over, and there were severe pains in many places on his body, which made him roll on the ground.

"Palace Master, Palace Master, please forgive me, I dare not, never again!"

The Painted Skin Ghost didn't know what happened to the ghost in front of him, he panicked and wanted to step forward, when a chain exuding a terrifying aura suddenly appeared in front of him.

Before she had time to speak, the beautiful face like ice and snow was torn away with bare hands, and the main body was trapped at one end by chains.

Yin, Yin bad?

Wang Lianhua smiled and said: "I really didn't expect you to have such strong tastes that you actually fell in love with the crazy woman who abused and killed you."

The voice from above was the voice of a young man rather than the voice of a beautiful woman. Li Gui stood up with his head in his arms, and when he saw the handsome young man in a scarlet shirt, his eyes flashed with surprise.

Realizing that the person in front of him was not the Grand Palace Master who killed him, the fear in his heart faded, and he returned to his original foolish look: "What about my taste? That is the number one beauty in Nanwulin."

"The deep palace invites the moonlight, she is indeed a peerless beauty." Wang Lianhua said, "Beauty is beautiful, but it is deadly and poisonous."

The male ghost chuckled: "A beauty can die under her skirt, but being a ghost is also romantic."

"So you've really become a ghost now." It was still a ghost who died a miserable death, Wang Lianhua cursed, wondering if this person would be so handsome in the underground.

The male ghost laughed a few times, and flew towards the window the next moment.

It's just a disguise to follow the other party's jokes, and he's not stupid. Seeing the painted skin ghost's unmoving appearance and the familiar chain, he can't recognize who it is anymore, so he will be blind for so many years. .

Although I don't know when the scarlet official robe was changed, but it is absolutely true that the person with this chain is a yin errand.

Wang Lianhua shook her head, the other hand that was not holding the elusive rope did the tricks, peach blossoms were growing on the ground in the whole wing, and it was raining peach blossoms all over the sky, he heard the other party screaming pitifully.

Although the little boss said that he was not very pleasing to the eye, he should give a lot of things. Unfortunately, these spells can only be used on ghosts and undead. If he wants to play tricks on living people, the effect will be greatly reduced, almost equal to nothing.

"Tian Boguang traveling alone for thousands of miles." Mr. Feishan sighed, "No matter how good your lightness kung fu was in life, you can't escape the hell."

Judging from the Yin Law he memorized, Tian Boguang would have to go to the Nine Levels and Nine Nether Hells for an unknown number of years.

Tian Boguang was arrested at the other end of the ecstasy lock, and Wang Lianhua took the two ghosts back to the Temple of the City God. On the way back, he met some ghosts who were walking in the underworld and said hello, and went to the Temple of Yueyang to deliver the task.

The City God was very happy, there were quite a few errands assigned to him, and it hadn't been long since he started working, so it was inevitable that he would be incapable of dealing with such ghosts, and now this slippery ghost was finally caught.

As soon as he was happy, he gave Wang Lianhua a small reward other than the task, and divided his incense during this period of time into Wang Lianhua's part.

In fact, Wang Lianhua tactfully refused, but she still couldn't bear the enthusiasm of the other party, so she had to put aside the incense of melons and fruits tainted with aura, and planned to return to her body and bring them back to the two real female ghosts in the inn.

It's just that he didn't know how, just as he returned to his body, he took two steps and one foot stepped on the peach that slipped out at some point, and his whole body fell forward.

Logically speaking, his skill would not make such a small mistake, but he happened to come out of the statue of the City God, and this crooked step just happened to step on the fruit plate on the altar, so there was no time to get up.

As good as he could die, the green bamboo tube he was carrying also fell out.

It was the treasure that Wang Lianhua took out from the Rebirth Pond, and he didn't even think about trying to fish it.

The lid of the green bamboo tube was lifted in the air, and a small purple "cylinder" fell out of it, and it landed firmly in Wang Lianhua's hands.

Wang Lianhua fell down with the "cylinder", and before he had time to rejoice, the "cylinder" exploded in his hands, spraying out pink smoke.

In a flash, he thought of the introduction of this treasure, and his face was very exciting for a moment.

After the smoke dissipated, there was still a figure in the scarlet shirt, but it seemed to be several sizes smaller.

When Xunfeng walked in at the end of the smoke dissipating, he was facing a pair of slightly round peach blossom eyes.

"Brother, did you bring me here?"

The child in scarlet clothes who was only eight or nine years old quickly glanced around, then raised a cute smile and asked sweetly.

There was secret malice and panic in those eyes.

Xunfeng: "...So it turns out that this is what you drew."