red dust robbery

Taishi Mansion is located in the northwest of Bianjing City. It was built according to the regulations. The walls are high and the house is deep. In the deep night, there are scattered lights faintly flickering.

Ghost Raksha, who had been entrenched in the Grand Master's mansion for many days, went out to make a comeback. Although he failed to bring back Canwa'er as he wished, he brought back a half-dead fourth-rank guard with a knife, which made Pang Taishi, who was a thorn in the side of Bao Heizi's guard, come back. He was very relieved, but he did not dare to relax in the defense of his mansion. The guards patrolled three times more than usual, guarding the entire debt like an iron bucket.

Of course, that's just for mortals.

A black dog ran into the courtyard silently, its black eyes rolled vigilantly, looked around, shrugged its nose, and ran towards the backyard.

The two women followed behind it, easily avoiding the eyes and ears of the night guards, and soon came to a rockery in the back garden.

"right here?"

Hiding her figure behind an ancient tree not far away, Ah Jiu glanced at the Xiaotian dog that had already turned into a human.

"The smell is very weak, it should be in a deeper place..." Xiao Tianquan shrugged his nose, "However, it smells like a little fox."

Yang Chan was stunned for a moment, and looked through the gaps in the leaves, but saw that the rocky cave was only closed, and there were two cultivation disciples standing guard on both sides.

She only pondered for a moment, a silver light condensed in her palm, and hit the backs of the two of them like a lightning bolt. The two of them were stunned and had no time to react. They groaned and collapsed powerlessly.

The silver light flashed again, and hit the heavy stone door. After a moment of stalemate, the stone door finally loosened slowly, revealing a narrow gap.

Yang Chan and Ah Jiu looked at each other, joined hands, and then flashed into the stone gate. Seeing this, Xiao Tiangou didn't dare to delay, and followed in with a tiger bone stick.

The cave is very deep, like a secret room dug early in Pangji's mansion. It is gloomy and dark, with no light from the sky. The Xiaotian dog is exploring the way ahead, groping forward step by step, and suddenly retreats a few steps vigilantly, raising his head , I saw the light in front of my eyes suddenly brightened, so far.

On the top of the cave in front, a gossip talisman hangs high above the sky, emitting a dazzling and strange blue light. A spirit fox is trapped in that beam of light, curled up weakly, with only a pair of clear eyes, After seeing the person in front of him clearly, he suddenly had a look of joy.

"Xiaoyu!" Yang Chan quickly recognized the original body of the spirit fox, and turned her gaze to Ah Jiu behind her.

"It's the eight trigrams town spirit talisman." Ah Jiu said slowly, frowning, "This little fox must have ten thousand years of skill, how could he be locked by this talisman?"

Linghu's clear eyes flashed, revealing a little innocent expression.

Yang Chan understood, and sighed: "It should be plotted against."

She took a deep breath, condensed a bright yellow beam of light with her hand, and bounced it towards the eerie blue light. A beam of flames burned the talisman, leaving only black ashes falling down like remnants of butterflies.

Almost at the same time, a burst of purple smoke rose in front of his eyes. Linghu shook the fur on his body, and instantly transformed into a young girl, bowing lightly: "Thank you mother for helping!"

"My family, why don't you thank me." Yang Chan stopped her, "Have you ever been hurt?"

"I'm fine, it's just..." Xiaoyu shook her head, but her face was anxious. She glanced at the woman in green beside Yang Chan, and she could probably guess her identity: "Just now...then He Lianpeng hurried in. In the deeper secret room, there is a comatose mortal under him, I think his appearance seems to be..."

"It's Zhan Zhao?" Ah Jiu's expression changed slightly: "How long has it been?"

"Probably... more than an hour."

An ominous premonition welled up in my heart.

The giant que in his hand suddenly began to tremble violently, and the blue sword light flickered in and out, making him appear extremely anxious.

"Three-headed Jiao?"

"Head—head hurts—ah—"

The anguished neigh of the ancient dragon dragon was especially harsh in the darkness. Ah Jiu clenched the scabbard tightly, only to feel a burst of chill soaking through his whole body.

It was already dawn at this time.

The pale sky shines on the bluestone road at the back gate of Taishi Mansion, giving off a dead whiteness.

Gongsun Ce leaned helplessly against the wall, holding on to the wall with both hands, trembling uncontrollably, with unbelievable astonishment and unprecedented fear occupying his whole body and mind.

Someone came out slowly from the back door of Taishi Mansion.

The red clothes are like fire, the blue blade is like lightning, the eyebrows remain the same, but they are as cold as frost, and at some point there is a touch of rouge on the forehead. Under the dim light of dawn, it looks strange, evil and cold.

He raised his hand and waved the sword, Zhan Lu came out, the wind and the cloud moved, whose life was hurt?

Zhao Hu.

dynasty.

Mahan.

When Zhanlu drank blood greedily, their faces were still immersed in unbelievable consternation, and their fresh lives passed away hastily before they could see the rising sun at dawn.

As for the man wielding the sword, his slender phoenix eyes only passed the blood-dripping sword point inch by inch, and the clear eyes in the past were filled with coldness.

"Zhang Long!"

A shrill cry pierced the silence of the dawn, and Gongsun Ce couldn't help crying and rushed out of the barrier where he was hiding, and picked up the sixth-rank captain who had just landed.

"Guard Zhan!" The calm and self-sufficient Master Bingbi of Kaifeng Mansion cried heartbreakingly, "Guard Zhan, you are crazy! They are all your brothers, why did you kill them? What's wrong with you? Wake up soon Wake up, Zhanwei!"

Zhan Zhao lowered his head and looked at him fixedly, there was no wave in his eyes, he only paused for a moment, and slowly moved the hilt of his sword.

"careful!"

Before the murderous intent could emerge, a woman's shout came from the air. Ah Jiu jumped down from mid-air, with the giant que in his hand to straddle Zhan Lu, then picked up Gongsun Ce's collar with his backhand, and swept back several miles with him, with a capable body The bunt girl stabbed out obliquely, and raised her dagger to meet Zhanlu's Xueren.

Gongsun Ce was still in shock.

"This...what the hell is going on here?"

"Mr. Gongsun, please calm down." Ah Jiu tried to comfort him, "Don't go to die at this time!"

"Calm down, how can I calm down...Miss Ding, you don't know..." Gongsun almost burst into tears, "Zhan guards him..."

"He..." Ah Jiu looked at the famous artist who was fighting with Xiaoyu not far away, his eyes were full of gloom, "It's not Zhan Zhao!"

His eyes looked lifeless, but full of evil spirit.

There is no golden cloud in front of his forehead, but evil spirits linger. Even Zhanlu, who exorcises evil spirits from the town house, seems to have been quenched in a deep pool, exuding a black evil spirit.

This person is no longer Zhan Zhao.

His body has been taken over by evil spirits.

She gripped the scabbard vigorously, only feeling that the aura of the three-headed dragon was very weak.

And Xiaoyu played very hard.

Although she has tens of thousands of years of skill, she is concerned about that person's physical body, even though she has the palm of the god splitting the sky, she dare not use it rashly, she just deals with it on her own, but she still can't find a way to suppress it.

Yang Chan stepped out of nowhere.

She waved her sleeves, the sky was full of sunshine, countless colorful satins flew out from behind, and flew in all directions like a cage, wrapped around his limbs in a moment, and another yellow silk wrapped around his body one after another. The body can't move for a moment.

Ah Jiu felt a little relieved - as long as Zhan Zhao's body is taken back, there is always a way to expel the resentment in his body.

But when he heard an exclamation, he saw Zhan Zhao's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the evil spirit exploded like a thunderbolt, the Zhanlu sword flower flashed, and the colorful satin binding his body was instantly chopped into pieces Butterfly.

The huge counterattack force came along the ground, and Yang Chan took a few steps back.

"Mother!" Xiaoyu was shocked, and flew over to support her.

Ah Jiu's voice came from behind: "Stop it, he is now full of evil spirits, and his skills have greatly increased, it is better to withdraw first!"

Yang Chan unwillingly wiped away the blood at the corner of her mouth. Although she was unwilling, she was also a little helpless at this moment, so she gritted her teeth, flung the sleeve of her robe, and a gust of wind blew up at the bottom of her robe, "Let's go!"

"This...what the hell is going on?"

With a gust of wind, Yang Chan brought everyone back to the inn together with the four dead captains.

Faced with this sudden change, Gongsun Ce only threw himself on the corpses of the four captains and wept bitterly: "It's my fault... I knew that their actions were serious, but I still didn't stop them from breaking into the Grand Master's mansion... ..."

Ah Jiu carefully looked at the corpses of the four major lieutenants, touched his chest and heaved a sigh of relief, then looked back at the Kaifeng Mansion's number one think tank in such a groggy state, and twitched the corner of his lower lip: "Mr. Gongsun, you first Don't worry..."

"Don't worry?" Gongsun Jicha almost broke down in tears, "They were still alive just now...now..."

Ah Jiu didn't speak, just looked at Yang Chan.

And the latter was silent for a long time, after all, he sighed and walked up, raised his hand and lowered his posture, sealing the gate of life of the four people.

"The four of them died unexpectedly, and their lifespan is not yet over. Now I seal their life gates and keep their souls in their bodies. As long as they recover their souls on the way to the underworld within three hours, the four of them People can still be saved. It's just—”

She paused, with a look of hesitation on her face, Gongsun Ce seemed to grasp the last straw: "Third Holy Mother, I know you have a compassionate heart, please save them..."

Yang Chan's eyes sank slightly, and there were some ripples in her eyes, but she looked at Ah Jiu: "It seems that I can only go on this trip, but I am really worried, Er... Zhan protects him..."

When Zhan Zhao was mentioned, the Xiaotian dog curled up in the corner barked a few times excitedly, and Xiaoyu had to bend down to comfort it.

Ah Jiu sighed: "Human life is at stake, not to mention that the four of them also died because of Zhan Zhao. If they lost their lives, it would also damage Zhan Zhao's morality. Here, we can only find a way."

"Speaking of which, what happened to Zhan Huwei?" Mentioning Zhan Zhao, Gongsun Ce was heartbroken again, "Could it be that he suffered from the soul-stirring spell of the Dharma King just like your lord?"

"It's not a soul-destroyer technique." Ah Jiu shook his head, "The soul-destroyer technique has more to do with the mana of the caster, and can have different effects on the person being cast, ranging from controlling the mind to losing one's mind in severe cases, Mr. Bao But Kuixing in the sky is alive, protected by the light of the sun and the moon. The Dharma king can't hang his soul away, so he can only confuse his mind and get rid of him by the hands of the emperor in the world. And Zhan Zhao has the magic weapon of the sky to protect his body. This level of insanity cannot move him."

"Then..." Yang Chan pondered for a moment, then took a deep breath: "Could it be—"

Ah Jiu nodded: "It should be the method of moving the gods."

Xiaoyu, who was standing on the side, changed color slightly, and Gongsun Ce was confused: "The method of moving the gods?"

"The magic of moving the gods is a spell that uses its own energy through the external body..." Yang Chan took a deep breath, "Since He Lianpeng has entered the way of the devil, evil spirits and evil thoughts are all the source of his power. Now he transfers these evil thoughts and hostility to Zhan Zhao, causing him to lose his mind and completely obey his orders? However, this kind of technique requires a lot of energy, and, as you just said, if the target of the spell is The primordial spirit and soul are strong enough, is it difficult for those evil spirits to invade?"

"The soul-absorbing technique is a long-range method, and its effectiveness is greatly reduced, while the method of moving the gods is directly cast by the body. As long as the caster's technique is advanced enough, and the soul of the target is not strong enough to resist..."

"But Zhan Zhao's primordial spirit..."

He is a sanctified body, and his soul is extremely powerful, how can he be compared with ordinary people?

Ah Jiu looked at Yang Chan, knowing what she was thinking, she just lowered her eyelids and sighed: "What if his primordial spirit is damaged?"

No matter how profound Yang Jian's cultivation is, no matter how powerful his spirit is, there is only a remnant soul left after the Huashan battle, and it has not been repaired until now, so how can he resist the invasion of those evil spirits?

Maybe, in the end, there is nothing left to be suppressed by the evil spirits!

After Yang Chan thought about it, her face suddenly changed in horror, and she couldn't help taking a step back, feeling cold sweat.

Looking at her reaction, Ah Jiu knew what she had thought of.

No one knows what the consequences of the broken primordial being injured again, maybe, it just disappears, not even reincarnated.

By that time, Zhan Zhao has become an evil spirit, and there will be no such person as Yang Jian in the Three Realms.

This is He Lianpeng's real purpose!

She sighed deeply: "It's a catastrophe, if you can't avoid it, you can only do your best. Fortunately, there is still the Lotus Lantern, isn't it?"

Yang Chan stood for a long time, looked into her eyes, and finally sighed resignedly.

She stretched out her robe sleeves, and lit seven lamps in the room, arranged in the shape of a dipper.

"Mr. Gongsun." She said, "I will go to the underworld to grab the soul immediately. Mr. Gongsun, please be careful of the seven-star lamp. As for Xiaoyu and Xiaotiangou..."

"Mother, don't worry." Xiaoyu nodded, "I know what to do."

Yang Chan nodded, turned around and disappeared.

Gongsun Ce looked around subconsciously: "This...are you leaving now?"

"Saving people is like putting out a fire. Naturally, there is no time to delay."

"Miss Ding..." Gongsun sighed weakly, "But what should Zhan Huwei do... I was confused by what you just said..."

"I heard that Mr. is proficient in the deduction technique of Qimen Dunjia and gossip. In fact, this Xuanmen spell should not be surprising..." Ah Jiu looked at him sympathetically, thinking whether he should wait for the situation to subside and let San Shengmu tamper with him. "At Zhan Zhao's place... we have to find a way to snatch his body first..."

She turned her head, glanced at Xiaoyu who was ready to go, and Xiaotiangou who had stood up on guard, and sighed calmly.

☆、Chapter 27