Ninth-level fairy

Suddenly, a pale hand stretched out from the dark shadow, took the green lamp on the coffin in its hand, opened its mouth and took a puff, and the soul-soothing incense immediately flew into the shadow.

At this time, Taoist Hei Xuan was trembling all over, obviously he had recognized the monster, and he didn't even dare to look at the black shadow. Du Fang held his breath, holding the sword tightly in his hand, waiting for an opportunity.

Just as the green lamp went out and the soul-soothing incense was sucked into the black shadow, Du Fang silently swung his sword back and cut the shadow in half.

A scream was immediately heard in the darkness.

The black shadow was cut in two by the sharp blade, and the upper body of a woman in red fell to the ground, screaming, "Boss, there's an ambush!"

The woman had a bronze mask on her face and her hair was tied up in a bun like a palace lady. Only her upper body was visible, with a red intestine connected to the other half.

The other half of the cut body was a complete man with a stubble on his face, touching his stomach.

The intestines flowed out of the stomach, stained with blood and a faint smell of feces.

It turned out that these two people were a pair of conjoined twins, one boy and one girl. Du Fang had just used a sneak attack with turtle breath to separate their bodies.

"My lady, don't panic!"

The bearded man had a ferocious look on his face. He dragged the woman over, tore off her clothes, stuffed her severed intestines back into her body, and tied the two of them together again with a cloth strip.

Then he turned around, his face grim, staring at Du Fang who was attacking him.

Du Fang's young face wore a nonchalant smile. "You're here quite early. What are the names of you two monsters?"

The bearded man snorted and didn't answer.

Taoist Hei Xuan said, "These are the Yin and Yang evil spirits of Shouyang Mountain. They were originally conjoined brother and sister, but they ate too many dead bodies and became like this. No one wanted to marry them, so they committed incest and became husband and wife!"

The bearded man glared at him fiercely, as if blaming him for being too talkative.

Taoist Hei Xuan didn't care at all and said with a smile: "This Taoist brother is Ling Xiao..."

Du Fang suddenly swung his sword backhand, cutting the coffin lid open. Taoist Hei Xuan's voice suddenly stopped, and he said in astonishment: "Young Master..."

Du Fang kicked out twice quickly, kicking both of them into the coffin:

"Since you two like the Holy Child so much, then go in and say hello to him!"

The coffin lid fell just in time, completely covering the two people's bodies.

Two very shrill screams were immediately heard from the coffin. Before the screams died down, the sound of chewing flesh was heard.

Taoist Hei Xuan turned pale and said in a trembling voice, "This...if we continue to feed them like this..."

"Are you afraid that I can't control him?"

"I dare not. Young Master has great magical powers, but that old Wu is also a monster that is about to reach the fourth level. What if..."

Du Fang gave him a curious look and said, "At this point, you're not still thinking of taking this damn thing back to your Yuzhen Temple, are you?"

Taoist Hei Xuan lowered his head. He was indeed reluctant to leave, but now, this matter was completely beyond his ability. If he took the coffin back now, he might not even dare to open the lid.

Hei Xuan made a quick decision and immediately bowed, "Sir, please take it to Lingxiao Mountain and let the immortals of your sect suppress it. If this terrifying evil were to spread among the people, countless refugees would suffer!"

"You have such a kind heart! You've left me with such a big trouble!" Du Fang looked very unhappy.

Taoist Hei Xuan suddenly knelt on his knees and said seriously: "Young Master, your magical powers are vast and your cultivation is unparalleled. For the sake of the people, please do not refuse!"

"Okay!" Du Fang helped him up, looked at the sky, and said, "It's getting late. I'm leaving tonight. Do you want to go back to Yuzhen Temple now, or stay here?"

"I'm going back too. Take care on your journey, young master!"

Taoist Hei Xuan didn't turn around. He just felt like he had thrown off the burden of several years. He felt relaxed and walked out the door.

Suddenly, a sharp sword whistling sound came from behind him. Taoist Hei Xuan thought Du Fang was attacking him and shouted angrily:

"I've already given it to you, and you won't let me go!"

He turned around suddenly and saw a sharp light flying out from the bridal chamber, piercing through Du Fang's body, entering his chest and exiting through his back.

Taoist Hei Xuan's body suddenly froze, he turned around hesitantly, and looked at a flying knife stuck in the ground.

The blade was simple and worn, but the edge was very bright, shining with a blue light and emitting a deadly aura.

The two men fell to the ground almost at the same time.

Taoist Hei Xuan could hardly believe what he saw:

An old woman, leaning on a crutch, wearing funeral clothes and with bound feet, walked out of the bridal chamber tremblingly.

——It’s Yin Lao

Yin Lao who left and returned.

The old woman in the shroud had lost her gloomy and ferocious look on her face. Her wrinkles were squeezed together and filled with smiles.

He laughed cheerfully and said, "You two little brats are still young!"

Taoist Hei Xuan exclaimed in surprise, "Why is it you? Didn't you escape injured?"

Du Fang clutched his chest and coughed painfully a few times. He tried to get up, but fell to the ground after several attempts. He looked pale and said with a wry smile:

"We were both wrong. There's no such thing as a witch or a ghost. I was completely wrong. The monster didn't retreat at all. We were fooled!"

The old woman in shroud clothes looked at Hei Xuan, then at Du Fang, and chuckled dryly: "Are you the little ghost who came down from Lingxiao Mountain to slay demons? You're still a little inexperienced. The old guys who can survive in this world have all practiced in the mountains for hundreds of years. Do the old ghosts on Lingxiao Mountain really think that they can slay demons just by sending a little ghost?"

"But it's too fantastical!"

The old woman in shroud clothes stepped forward, scratched her white nails on Du Fang's neck, and said with a smile: "Any last words? Little ghost, remember not to learn to slay demons in your next life, be a normal person!"

Without waiting for Du Fang to answer, she used her nails like sharp blades to cut open Du Fang's neck. Black air poured in, and Du Fang's entire body immediately turned into a ball of black ashes.

The old lady in shroud dragged her bound feet and slowly walked towards Taoist Hei Xuan.

Hei Xuan was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth when he saw Du Fang, who was so powerful, being reduced to ashes.

"You've worked so hard over the past nine years to bring the Holy Child to life, but in the blink of an eye, you've already prepared a wedding dress for me. I want to ask you, do you regret it?"

Taoist Hei Xuan propped himself up and said with a wry smile:

"The victor is the king and the loser is the bandit. Today I have failed, and I accept it. But please, old lady, consider my hard work and spare my body and send it to my disciple at Yuzhen Temple."

"Okay, I promise you!" The old lady in shroud was ruthless. Her nails were like blades, and she directly cut off the head of Taoist Hei Xuan.

Hei Xuan died with his eyes wide open, staring at her wrinkled face, as if blaming her for breaking her promise.

The old woman in shrouds inserted her hands into his eyeballs, dug out his eyes, and stuffed them into her mouth. She smacked her lips and sneered:

"Quanshi, do you think I don't know that your Yuzhen Temple has the technique to refine Yin corpses? You still want to turn into a dead person to mess with me? I have lived for hundreds of years, and your little abacus has been used by others hundreds of years ago. Go down, you two will be companions on the road to the underworld!"

After dealing with everyone, the old lady in shrouds finally smiled and walked step by step to the black coffin.

She knelt on the ground and prayed with her hands, "Holy Child, I have waited for you for decades, and tonight you are finally born. Our ghost clan will finally have an heir!"

She knelt three times, then stood up, opened the coffin, and chanted in a long voice:

"Come out, my holy child!"

A strong smell of blood immediately wafted out. Inside the black coffin, the ghost baby's body had turned transparent, and its entire skin and flesh were like a layer of glass, wrapping its beating internal organs inside.

Yin Lao, who had never seen such a scene, was suddenly stunned.

Suddenly, someone kicked her from behind and kicked her into the coffin.

With a bang, the coffin lid closed again.

Looking at the ghost baby that suddenly opened its bloody mouth, the old lady in shroud was terrified and screamed:

"don't want……!"