Ragnarok is born

Dao Ji secretly nodded while listening.

It was he who used tricks just now to stimulate the answer that Liu Laosan kept in his heart. As expected, he immediately learned the real time when the other party had been to the haunted house.

In less than a month, logically speaking, it is absolutely impossible for Liu Laosan to completely disappear from his body.

Obviously, the reason why Liu Laosan looks like an ordinary person now is that someone must have secretly used magical powers to drive away the weirdness in him.

Daoji turned his gaze to the east of the city, crossed the void, and landed on the abandoned old house in the east of the city that everyone said.

After looking at it, he immediately noticed something abnormal.

His figure swayed slightly, stepped out with one step, and traveled through the void in an instant. When the figure appeared again, he had already arrived in the abandoned old house.

Daoji held a broken fan, looked around, and saw that the dilapidated old house that everyone said had been abandoned for several years, and no one came to take care of it, seemed to have been ransacked by many robbers. destroy.

The broken beams and columns were broken into pieces of wood that were less than half a foot long, revealing the powder that had been eaten away by termites.

The curtains with a weird musty smell showed a completely irregular appearance, attached to the few remaining long beams of the old house, and swayed slightly with the wind.

There is also the Eight Immortals Table with a broken leg, the stone bench with one or several gaps, the stone table and the stone chair, which are crooked and scattered around the old house.

Daoji frowned, the scene in front of him was indeed a sign of a dilapidated old house that had been abandoned for a long time.

The broken shoes on his feet dragged lightly on the ground, and only then did he know what he felt was wrong.

What is completely inconsistent with the dilapidated scene in front of me is that there is no speck of dust in this old house.

This is simply not possible.

Daoji's Dharma Eye was running, looking around for the situation, and finally on a stone table with two broken corners, he saw a fist-sized, gray spherical thing.

Under Daoji's eyes, it can be easily observed that this gray spherical thing is nothing else, it is just a mass of countless fine dust, which was squeezed into a ball with strong magic power.

Then put it on top of the broken stone table.

Daoji muttered to himself.

Could it be that the big monster hiding in the dark is still a monster who likes cleanliness, pays attention to hygiene, and has good habits?

He looked himself up and down, only to see that he was in tatters, covered with dirt that could be seen everywhere.

Even the broken fan in his hand, the fan surface is broken, and the sunflower leaf looks like a gaping mouth, and it looks like it is in a precarious posture.

So that many big monsters hiding in Qiantang County, and their natures are at odds with their own, so it's really hard to live in peace?

One demon and one monk, one clean and one dirty, are full of contradictions and opposites everywhere.

Daoji stood in the dilapidated and abandoned old house, looking at the dilapidated scenery that matched his own image and complemented each other, his heart was dark.

It has been almost half a stick of incense time since he came here, but with his strength, he has not detected any trace of evil spirit left here.

Could it be that my guess was wrong?

In Dao Ji's view, based on the causal calculations of the drunkard Liu Laosan, it can be concluded that he encountered a ghost in the middle of the night, and it was indeed in this long-abandoned old house.

Moreover, the little ghosts in Tsing Yi obviously did not have the strength to erase the ghostly aura from Liu Laosan.

Then the answer is obvious.

The strong man who used his magical powers to wipe away the ghost energy for Liu Laosan, so that Liu Laosan did not become mentally disturbed because of the ghost energy.

Undoubtedly, last night, an astonishing demonic aura was inexplicably revealed, which turned into billowing demonic aura and rose into the sky.

For some unknown purpose, it was done by the big demon hiding in Qiantang County.

Obviously, if there is such a powerful demon clan squatting in Qiantang County, it is naturally impossible for his or her fellow clan to intervene.

The concept of territory of the monster race is undoubtedly infinitely stronger than that of the human race.

Without the consent of the demon king, other powerful demon clans, even if they accidentally stepped into Qiantang County, would be regarded as provocations to the demon king.

But the clue stops here.

Daoji secretly sighed, the opponent's strength may have to exceed his expectations before he can return without success.

At this moment, Dao Ji deeply felt that once the ability to calculate the secrets of heaven and earth fails, it will be so inconvenient.

Hopefully this is just an isolated case.

This powerful demon king who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and has been hiding beside him, if it wasn't for the reason of the rampant demon aura.

Maybe he could disappear for a longer period of time, just hiding in the dark and observing everything quietly.

The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, which is really a taboo for military strategists.

Daoji doesn't know, how long has it been hiding, is it an enemy or a friend?

More than a month and a half ago, because of the burning of Jingci Temple, Daoji went to Sichuan to collect wood for building the temple.

An allusion of "Gujing Yunmu" was left behind.

After raising the wood for rebuilding Jingci Temple, Daoji hurriedly left Hangzhou again for Tiantai Mountain because of another incident.

Tiantai Mountain is Daoji's hometown. This time, because of his uncle, he was plotted against by his enemies and almost lost his life.

Therefore, when Daoji got the news, he hurried back to his hometown in Tiantai Mountain to help his uncle resolve the disaster and deal with the secret enemy. After that, he planned to visit his friends at Jinshan Temple slowly before returning to Hangzhou (Lin'an).

Unexpectedly, when they arrived at the gate of Jinshan Temple, there would be a big monster with amazing strength hiding in Qiantang County, who would suddenly show its tracks.

This is just a conversation with Fahai, the presiding officer of Jinshan Temple, without even seeing his old friend's face, so he hurried to Qiantang County to find out what happened.

However, when he arrived in Qiantang County, through some clues and trifles, Daoji finally realized the difficulty of the matter.

The supernatural powers that had been used to calculate the secrets of the heavens without any disadvantages inexplicably failed on the nameless monster, making Daoji so complicated that it was difficult to clarify.

Daoji stretched out his hands and gently picked up the dust ball that was placed on the stone table, which was condensed into a ball by the great demon with its powerful demon power.

Even on the surface of the dust ball, what exudes is not a monster with amazing destructive power, but a kind of mellow and righteous power.

Compared with the monster power of monsters, it is more inclined to the magic power of Taoist ascetics.

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Daoji thought to himself, if he and Jinshan Temple presided over Fahai, if only one person misunderstood it, it would be understandable.

It is absolutely impossible that both of them are old-eyed and dim-witted, and they regard the magical power that obviously belongs to the Taoist sect as a strange demonic power cultivated by a different kind.

At that time in Jinshan Temple, could it be that both pairs of eyes were blind, and could not even distinguish such an obvious difference?

He put the dust ball in the palm of his hand, bumped it up and down a few times, and his divine sense protruded out, covering the entire dust ball.

At this moment, the dust ball, which had been normal until now, suddenly exploded with a "bang".

Daoji was taken aback, and hastily stretched out his long sleeves of the cassock to block his face.

At the same time, Daoji's mana was running, wrapping the exploded dust ball, trying to use his own mana to knead the suddenly exploded dust ball into a ball again.

However, the originally mellow and upright Taoist magic power hidden in the dust ball turned into crazy and strange demon power.

As soon as the mellow and upright Taoist magic power turned into a strange monster power, the bits of dust that were blown up suddenly became stronger and more powerful, and their destructive power increased greatly.

Daoji's seemingly tattered long sleeves drooped down, covering his face, and the fine dust blessed by the demon power was beaten into spots, revealing countless small holes, and it seemed that the light behind the fine holes could be seen at a glance.

Seeing this astonishing scene, even with Daoji's composure, he secretly felt palpitations.

The cassock on his body looks tattered and tattered, but it is actually a rare cassock with mysterious functions.

Some time ago, Jingci Temple suffered a house fire, and Daoji was ordered to go to Sichuan to collect wood for rebuilding Jingci Temple.

At that time, the rich man from Sichuan, when he heard about Daoji's intention, pointed to his own forest and said to Daoji arrogantly, "Monk, how much do you want?"

Daoji tapped the wooden fish in his hand, and said casually, "Less is not enough, more is not needed, the cassock is covered, the cassock is wrapped, it is enough to cover it, it is enough!"

Seeing Daoji's rotten cassock that looked like loofah tendons, the rich man secretly laughed, so he agreed.

Daoji then took off his cassock and threw it towards the mountain in front of him.

I saw that the tattered cassock that was thrown into the void grew with the wind, and suddenly expanded countless times, covering the entire mountain top at once.

The rich man who boasted to Haikou just now was stunned. He never dreamed that this seemingly crazy monk had such amazing supernatural powers and mana.

Fortunately, Daoji was also a knowledgeable monk. He just picked a hundred big trees from the mountain and didn't ask for more.

Therefore, the seemingly tattered cassock on Daoji's body is not only big and small, but also waterproof and fireproof. The defense power is amazing, and it can be called a rare treasure.

But now, it was blown apart by a touch of dust, and countless tiny holes were punched out, making it even more shattered.

Fortunately, Daoji's mana was strong, and he remained calm in the face of danger. With a thought, his cheeks puffed up, and he blew out a column of air suddenly against the dust that pierced through the cassock and continued to attack him.

"Boom" sound.

As Daoji breathed out, he bumped into a bit of dust in an instant, making a strong impact sound.

The dust that had pierced through the tattered cassock and hit Daoji's whole body was counteracted by the magic power contained in the air column by Daoji, and immediately turned into its true colors, falling weakly from the void.

It's just that Daoji still underestimated the purity of the demon power attached to the dust.

He originally just wanted, after neutralizing the mana in the dust, to let the re-scattered dust only fall in a small area.

However, when the magic power he sent out and the demon power attached to the dust canceled each other out, the scattered dust accelerated the speed of spreading in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the dust that was originally no more than one foot square fell to every part of the abandoned old house like a broken beehive.

Daoji put down the cassock that was in front of his eyes, let the spreading dust fall on his shoulders, and sighed secretly.

The demon king who set up a trap on purpose didn't seem to have the intention of hurting people intentionally, so he accepted it as soon as he saw it.

When the air column blown by Daoji collided with the spreading dust, a clear and clear childish voice seemed to be heard jokingly saying, "What a monk."

Then all the monster power attached to the dust disappeared without a trace, just like pushing a boat with the current.

The loud noise just now was actually the sound of Daoji blowing out a pillar of pure magic power with too much force, smashing the void.

In the end, the countless dust that spread out was only scattered in the abandoned old house under the control of a mysterious force.

Daoji could clearly sense that there wasn't a speck of dust falling outside the old house.

Even Daoji was amazed by the ingenuity of the strong man who secretly teased him, and secretly marveled.

Daoji suddenly felt unprecedented curiosity about this demon king who was hiding in Qiantang County and whose identity was not known yet.

Who is the other party?

What's the purpose?

Did he hide in Qiantang County all the time, or did he pass by unintentionally?

All the mysteries, while rolling in Daoji's heart, made Daoji feel even more that the inconvenient place had begun to appear after the supernatural power of calculating the secret had lost its effect.

If the supernatural power bestowed by the World Honored One hadn't failed, then he only needed to calculate with his fingers lightly, and he would be able to figure out every detail of the other party.

However, now, Daoji needed to find out the real face of the other party through the clues that the other party missed, just like a criminal judge in the public.

Daoji waved his cassock lightly, and grinned suddenly as he looked at the position of the long sleeves where countless holes had been punched out by the dust.

What a lot of fun!

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"Miss Qing, where are you taking us?"

"Miss Qing, why did you become so small?"

"Miss Qing, you have achieved great feats and powers, so is that why you have become smaller?"

"Miss Qing, your face is so scary..."

"Young girl..."

The little girl who was called "Miss Qing" by the five ghosts in Tsing Yi lowered her eyelids and stared angrily. The five illusory ghosts whose body could not be seen by others hummed softly from her small nostrils.

Suddenly the whole world became clean.

Although the five green-clothed ghosts were still chattering, they asked all kinds of questions, wanting to know the reason why "Miss Qing" became smaller.

But they soon discovered that although the mouths of their ghosts kept moving, they couldn't make any sound.

Not only can they not hear their own voices, but they also have no way to hear the voices of their friends talking.

As a little ghost who has been with "Miss Qing" for a while, he immediately knew that "Miss Qing" had begun to dislike them for talking too much.

Seeing that the momentum was not good, the five little ghosts in green clothes immediately shut their mouths tightly, and at the same time they stretched out their hands to cover their lips as if playing a trick.

At this moment, they and "Green Girl" are walking on the "Su Causeway" of the West Lake together, surrounded by countless tourists who come here admiringly.

These people gazed at the infinite green scenery of lotus leaves reaching the sky, how could they have imagined that there would be five green-clothed ghosts mixed in beside them.