My Wandering Spirit Lady

After Lang Xingchen left, the string of Buddhist beads that Su Sifang gave Su Momo flashed for a moment, and slowly withdrew the light that enveloped Su Momo's body, returning to the plain, ordinary appearance of Buddhist beads.

On the other side, Lang Xingchen slowly found that although he was running away quickly, he was guided by bats, because every time bats passed through the soul body, Lang Xingchen would bring a sense of coldness to Lang Xingchen, so Lang Xingchen instinctively avoided suffering. , went to dodge the bats, but unknowingly walked in the direction that the bats wanted Lang Xingchen to go, and it was too late when he felt that something was wrong.

The full moon hangs in the middle of the sky. Theoretically speaking, as a spirit body, Lang Xingchen's power should be endless, but the toxin left by bats passing through the soul body reduces Lang Xingchen's soul power, and her speed slows down. The bats swarm She has been surrounded and attacked non-stop.

Lang Xingchen was no longer able to break free from the bat's entanglement, so he had no choice but to put his hands in his pockets, shake the mother-in-law bell that he hadn't used for a long time, and ask for help from the bad guy Hao Jiefang!

But unfortunately, it was night in the sun at this time, and the ecstasy mission in Shanyang City was not under the jurisdiction of Hao Jiefang. He was gambling with people below, and he didn't notice the jingling sound at his waist.

Lang Xingchen felt that his strength was getting weaker and weaker with the non-stop collision of the bats, and in the end he was almost driven by the bats to a place.

With a sound of "Hula La", the group of bats has dispersed and gathered in the mid-air not far from Lang Xingchen, huddled together.

Lang Xingchen looked around, and was driven by these bats to the outskirts of Shanyang City, surrounded by green hills hidden in the night, with a dirt road below, no street lights, and no residents, it looked dark.

The vision of ghosts is different from that of human beings. Lang Xingchen can clearly see a van parked on the dirt road, with turquoise smoke emitting from the car, but this is not a real entity, but the result of resentment and magic. Lang Xingchen always I feel a little familiar.

She wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but in a flash she suppressed the fear in her heart and forced herself not to escape. Since the other party knew where she was, it would be easy for her to run away. What should Su Momo do?

These bats alone were enough to hurt her.

The "things" in the van are obviously aimed at me, so why not just ask the other party's intentions and look forward to a peaceful resolution.

Lang Xingchen didn't give up, he reached into his pocket and rang the mother bell. In a gambling house in the black market of the underworld, there were glittering gold ingots, gold bars, jewelry and other items on the table, piled up like a mountain.

The gaming table was crowded with people, and Hao Jiefang was sitting opposite the dealer, holding a pair of Pai Gow tightly in his hands.

And those properties were piled up in front of the dealer. It seemed that Hao Jiefang's luck was not good this time, and he had already lost a lot of money.

The ghosts around the gaming table also seemed to have fallen into some kind of madness, and they shouted loudly around Hao Jiefang: "Supreme, Supreme, Supreme!"

Hao Jiefang was clutching the two cards in his hand tightly, and he didn't open them for a long time. One day in Yangjian, ten days in Fengdu. I don't know how many times he has gambled. Even if he just touches it, he can know exactly what the cards in his hand are, but he still didn't open them immediately. As Lang Xingchen saw in the past, Hao Jiefang was not short of money. Those are just a drop in the bucket for him, does he care about winning or losing?No one can tell.

In the long years in Fengdu, Yinchai will inevitably lose himself, life is too long... When life is over, all so-called goals become a joke, but people, without goals, it is inevitable to be empty and helpless.

Among the three prohibitions, only gambling can evoke some exciting emotions and happy feelings in Hao Jiefang's life. Hao Jiefang enjoyed this process very much.

He didn't open the cards for a long time, just to take a closer look at the evil ghosts and poor ghosts on the periphery. Even though the winning or losing of this gamble has nothing to do with them, they are so excited that they are distorted. This grotesque world, Only when you find weirder existences will you feel that you are still normal.

Hearing the sound of the copper bell around his waist suddenly, the enthusiasm in Hao Jiefang's eyes faded away, and his eyes regained a little clarity. He was holding a pair of Supremes in his hands. He also wanted to see how the dealer looked deflated after seeing the cards, so he took out The phone called Murong.

The casino fell silent in an instant. Hao Jiefang was just a low-level errand in Fengdu, but in this black market, he was an existence who could make earthquakes by stomping his feet.

With the yin seal, the ghosts will live forever and escape the existence of reincarnation, but most of these ghosts are neither good nor evil people in life, and they have not waited for the chance of reincarnation. Hao Jiefang's hand.

"Hi, are you busy?"

Murong's cold voice came from the other end of the phone, and said lightly: "What's the matter?"

"Well, my benefactor Lang Xingchen called me. I have some things at hand and I can't get away. Please help me go over and have a look. If you need anything, give me a call."

"Okay." Although he agreed without hesitation, there was still a hint of inhumanity in his voice.

Hao Jiefang smiled and continued: "When you are free, can you give my family Engong a mobile phone? It is very inconvenient to communicate like this."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Murong didn't delay for a second, took out the soul searching talisman, silently recited Lang Xingchen's name, and then flew away like the wind with the emerald green light spot.

Hao Jiefang hung up the phone, looked up at the dealer, and said, "I want to raise my bet."

"This... doesn't seem to be in compliance with the rules, but since Mr. Hao has spoken, there is nothing wrong with it. What do you want to add?"

"It's not interesting to just gamble, I want to add another arm."

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd, and then they became more and more excited like a frying pan.

The croupier's face turned pale, he couldn't offend Hao Jiefang, and even if the ghost was missing an arm and a leg in the underworld, it would grow back when the wind blows, but the pain of the broken limb would not be less, but it was very exciting Well, many vicious ghosts who were cruel in their lifetime like to gamble like this.

"Okay, it's up to Master Hao."

Hao Jiefang played the cards in his hand amidst howling ghosts, and the Supreme Killed.

Immediately, Hao Jiefang's henchmen moved the gold and silver in front of the dealer, and someone slapped a machete on the gambling table, urging Hao Jiefang to hurry up and win the lottery.

Hao Jiefang laughed loudly with a big knife in his hand, but Yangjian was a different scene.

……

A middle-aged man stepped out of the van, with a greasy ponytail, a mustache on his lips, and a shirtless shirt.

The man's upper body exposed to the air was covered with tattoos, patterns, and words that Lang Xingchen couldn't understand.

Lang Xingchen's pupils shrank, and under the ghost's eyes, this man was full of green energy, extremely ferocious, with a cold aura, he could no longer be regarded as a human being.

The man also had a pair of yin and yang eyes, he looked up at Lang Xingchen, and said in blunt Mandarin: "Come down and talk."

Lang Xingchen bit the bullet and landed in front of the man, but kept a relatively long distance, looking at the man silently.

Lang Xingchen is very flustered now, she finds that her mind-reading skills that have been tried and tested have no effect on this man...

The man laughed, opened the pendant around his neck, and with a "snap", there was a photo of a woman in the pendant. Lang Xingchen now fully understood who the man was.

That woman... was the great spirit of the White Elephant Country girl who almost killed her and Zhang Shitou in Zhang Shitou's case!

If Hao Jiefang hadn't come in time that day, he might have been out of his wits!

"I have no grievances with you, you...why did you bring me here?"

"In the past, there was no hatred, but you asked someone to make a gap in my hard-working spirit, and you told someone to break my surrender, which almost caused me to be backlashed. There is an old saying among you flower growers, that you come and don't As far as molestation is concerned, I’m here to ask you for compensation.”

"It was she who wanted to kill us first, we were only out of self-defense, and I have nothing to compensate you."

The man nodded: "You are indeed worthless, a soul that doesn't even have a ghost heart, and doesn't even have the qualifications to be refined, but there is something in you that I am very interested in."

Lang Xingchen subconsciously raised her hand to cover her chest, the most valuable thing on her body was the Youyang Book that was made out of half of her ghostly heart.

Lang Xingchen's face was a little ugly, and he remained silent.

The man continued: "Give it to me, I promise I won't embarrass you, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" A cold voice came from the top of Lang Xingchen's head, and the next second, wearing a black robe, Mu Rong with a stern face descended from the sky and landed beside Lang Xingchen.

Lang Xingchen seemed to see a savior, and shouted, "Murong!"

Mu Rong slightly nodded, staring at the man in front of him, sizing up the charms on his body, while not ignoring the restless swarm of bats in the sky.

Hao Jiefang told Murong the origin, reason and purpose of the man in a low voice. Murong snorted coldly, flipped his wrist, and a black feather duster appeared out of thin air in his fair and slender hands. Lang Xingchen shivered , what Mu Rong is holding is the ultimate killer move among Yincha's three magical weapons-the Soul Beating Stick.

All souls would instinctively fear when they saw each other, even though Lang Xingchen had You Yangshu's body protection, she still moved a step to the side, widening the distance between her and Mu Rong.

Mu Rong stared at the man, and said: "This is a flower grower, and evil spirits from other countries have no chance to act recklessly. I am a trainee of the Death God, and I am ordered to protect all the souls of Shanyang City, even the ghosts of flower growers." bullied by foreigners."

Lang Xingchen never thought that Mu Rong, who is usually unkind, unloving, and cold, could say such a series of righteous words. If it wasn't for the critical situation, Lang Xingchen couldn't help but cooperate with Mu Rong. a shadow.

The man squinted his eyes, he saw that the magic weapon in Murong's hand was amazingly powerful, but the reason why he dared to return to the flower planter this time was because he had prepared himself.

Last time, his lower head was broken by Su Sifang, and he was almost eaten by evil things. It took him a long time to recover after he returned. However, although he has embarked on evil cultivation, he has a very high seniority in Baixiang Kingdom. His master It is one of the four existing Dharma Kings in Baixiang Kingdom, and it is an eminent monk and living Buddha worshiped by thousands of people.

After he returned to the White Elephant Kingdom, he went to the teacher's gate and cried, turning black and white, saying that the monks of the flower planter almost abolished his cultivation base indiscriminately. It is not the turn of others to do the affairs of the sect, let alone monks from other countries?

So he ordered people to lift up the ten-thousand-jin golden Buddha, and took out the large sutra that had been under the golden Buddha for years and decades and blessed by the power of faith. This sutra was a huge piece of yellow cloth , The cloth is full of Mahayana scriptures of the Baixiang Kingdom, written by the Dharma King with his own blood after the temple was completed.

This is his treasure at the bottom of the box. The reason why he chose this piece to support his apprentice is that Bai Xiangguo claims to be Mahayana and thinks that foreign countries are Hinayana, so he can support his apprentice.The second is that this scripture is a magic weapon with extremely strong defensive power, but it does not have any offensive ability. It can only protect its disciples from being injured, but it cannot be used to do evil.

The King of Dharma knew very well the nature of his disciples, and this scripture was the most suitable.

But even a scalpel that saves lives can become a murder weapon in the hands of a villain.

This evil cultivator has the scriptures to save his life, and his confidence has greatly increased. He has evil objects that can kill people in an instant.

Worried about Murong's sudden attack, the man said with a smile: "I have something, please take a look at it." Then he took out the scroll of scriptures from the van and shivered under Murong's gaze.

A golden light burst out, illuminating half of the dirt road, these things were invisible to the naked eye, but Lang Xingchen and Mu Rong could see them clearly.

Murong himself was able to set up the magic wall, and he recognized the power of this thing at a glance.

After all, Mu Rong is young and has a simple temper, but Lang Xingchen can read people's hearts, she shouted: "Mu Rong, hit him quickly!"

Murong was slightly taken aback, tightened the Soul Beating Stick in his hand but did not make a move. Although the person in front of him is an evil cultivator, he is a living person after all, there are laws in the underworld, and the ghosts are not allowed to easily hurt the living...

Unless this person attacks them first, Murong doesn't want to hurt him...

"Murong! He's trying to delay the attack!" Lang Xingchen's anxious voice sounded again, but it was already too late...

The scriptures were spread out, and the middle-aged man sat cross-legged on the scriptures, and then laughed loudly at Mu Rong and the others: "What can you do to me? Go!"

The man chanted a spell, pointed at the group of bats and roared towards them. Murong was holding the soul-beating stick in one hand, and led Lang Xingchen with the other.

"It's useless, these bats are alive, they can pass through our soul body, but we can't do anything to them!"

"not necessarily."

Mu Rong narrowed his eyes and said, "Hide behind me."

Then he held the soul-beating stick in his right hand, and sacrificed the soul-locking chain with his left hand. The soul-locking chain danced like a dragon without Murong's control.

A bat flew in front of Murong, and Murong waved his soul-strike stick, only to hear a "poof", the bat turned into "two" but one was the entity, and the other was the "soul" of the bat , The soul-beating stick pierces into the soul of the bat like cutting tofu. The bat can't even jump, and the soul is wiped out, and its body without soul is like a kite with a broken string that falls to the ground and does not move.

"My God, it's so handsome!" Lang Xingchen praised.

Everything in the world has a spirit. The soul lock chain and the soul wand are the existences that can directly hit the soul through the body.

The Xiexiu from Baixiangguo looked like he had expected it a long time ago. He unhurriedly pulled another box from the car. After opening it, there were several things covered with red cloth inside. He took them out and placed them in front of him one by one, then lifted the red cloth, and there were five wooden sculptures.

Lang Xingchen was confused, but Murong had seen this thing before, at Sang Tong's place...

Sang Tong has a wood carving similar to these, in which lives a "little ghost" named Dandan, a little girl.

Dandan used to be the daughter of Sang Tong's senior sister, but was captured by evil cultivators because of her birth date, and refined into a little ghost. Later, Sang Tong's senior sister forcibly detains her daughter's soul at the cost of her being wiped out. The soul, so that Dandan will not become a monster without humanity, looking forward to the day when she can be a human again.

Dandan was taken care of by Sang Tong. Although Dandan was only five or six years old, his abilities were amazing. He once ate an unformed drought 魃 in one bite. Dan was a little apprehensive.

Sang Tong once said that refining a little ghost with a living person is a very cruel thing. Because Dandan still has a soul and a soul in her body, there is nothing she can do to her. To a certain extent, Dandan is a failure. The real imps don't have souls, they are a collection of hostility, resentment, and hatred, and evil magical weapons are useless to them.

"Lang Xingchen, come to my house quickly and call Sang Tong, hurry up!"

One "failure" Dandan is already terrifying, let alone five?

Angry flames danced in Murong's eyes, these five statues... are five living lives!Moreover, refining this kind of thing is not successful every time, and I don't know how many people have been harmed to become these five.

At this moment, Murong no longer has the slightest sympathy for this evil cultivator from the White Elephant Kingdom, even if the other party is a living person...

But Mu Rong was on a mission to save her mother, and she didn't dare to harm the lives of living people. She could only call Sang Tong, arrest him and hand him over to the Special Incident Management Bureau, and judge him by law!

"What about you? Is it okay?"

"Go!"

Lang Xingchen didn't dare to delay, and immediately urged all his strength to fly in the direction of Xinxin's home.

"Want to run?" The man had already cut his finger, and quickly splashed his blood on the five statues, and five figures appeared in the next second.

All young women, each with a big belly, Murong's eyes were cracked, and he was furious!

Five little ghosts, ten lives, one corpse and two lives have the greatest resentment and power!

Mu Rong once witnessed a female ghost with one dead body and two dead, who turned into a red-clothed ghost in just a few minutes.

The man from Baixiangguo ordered in the language of Baixiangguo: "You two, go and catch the escaped ghost for me, I want to live! As for the three of you, kill this ghost!"

With a sound of "whoosh", the two figures chased towards the direction where Lang Xingchen disappeared like arrows leaving the string.

Mu Rong rounded the soul chain, tied the waist of one of the female ghosts and pulled her back, but the other Murong was powerless and could only watch her chase Lang Xingchen.

"I'm about to die, and I still have the mind to care about others, kill her!"

After the words fell, in less than a second, the three female ghosts had already pounced on Mu Rong. Murong grabbed the soul chain and smashed one of the female ghosts flying with the chain's female ghost, and another with the soul wand. But the last female ghost, Murong, couldn't escape.

With a "poof", Mu Rong's arm was scratched, the black robe of the underworld was scratched, and a bloody gash appeared on Mu Rong's arm.

Resentment, hostility, and hatred are common to humans and ghosts, and even the soul and body can be hurt.

Mu Rong lowered his foot, flew high, took out a soul-suppressing talisman and pasted it on his wound, facing the four refining ghosts, even the ghosts were no match for them, Murong dared not fight them Tough, can only hope that he can deal with them with a speed comparable to Qingfeng, and wait for Sang Tong's rescue.

As Mu Rong flew away, the man covered one eye, chanted a spell, connected his sight with the female ghost, and saw the movements of Mu Rong and Lang Xingchen clearly.

"My god! Don't come here!" Lang Xingchen looked back at the female ghost who was getting closer, and finally couldn't help shouting.

Fortunately, now that the moon is hanging in the sky, with the moonlight shining, Lang Xingchen's soul power is endless. She almost used all her soul power on flying, and only managed to maintain five or six positions with the female ghost. The distance, but this distance is getting closer...

It is also on the outskirts of the city, and Xinxin's home is not far from here. When Lang Xingchen felt that the female ghost was about to dig into his back, he saw the solemn magic light covering the entire fourth floor, and Lang Xingchen's body burst out with shocking With the power, he increased his speed again and plunged into the magic wall.

Lang Xingchen passed through smoothly, but the female ghost was not so lucky. There was only a loud "bang", and the female ghost who was rushing at full speed was blocked by the magic wall, but the magic wall was like a stretched plastic wrap. Out of shape.

The place where the female ghost touched the dharma wall "Zizi" emitted black smoke, but the female ghost continued to attack without any pain on her face.

Lang Xingchen yelled "Oh my god", rushed to 402, and shouted: "Sang Tong, Sang Tong!"

Sang Tong was about to go to sleep, and Niu's tears had washed away long ago. Su Sifang, who was still meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and reminded: "Senior Sister Tong, Master Lang Shi is looking for you."

Sang Tong gave an impatient "tsk", touched Niu's tears and looked at Lang Xingchen and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Emergency in Jianghu, come with me quickly! Last time, the evil cultivator of Baixiangguo came back again, and Mu Rong is fighting with him, let you go quickly!"

Sang Tong frowned, seeing the female ghost hitting the magic wall, Sang Tong was terrified: "Refining ghost?"

"This thing, this thing, that evil cultivator has five!"

Sang Tong's face changed completely. He ran to the wall and picked up two black lockboxes and rushed out. Even Su Sifang stopped meditating and stood up: "Senior Sister Tong, I'll go with you."

"You stay and deal with this. What about Yuwa when we're all gone? The French wall can hold up for a while. You take Yuwa over first. I'll leave my sister's safety to you. Scratch the skin and see what happens when I come back." Pack you!"

Su Sifang stepped forward quickly, grabbed Sang Tong's wrist, and called, "Senior Sister Tong."

"What are you doing? Don't you know what this thing is? Murong is not their opponent. If Murong is dead, how can I explain to Sang Yu!"

However, Su Sifang held on to Sang Tong's wrist tightly and did not let go. In his pair of deep eyes, which seemed to see through everything, there was only the reflection of Sang Tong alone.

Su Sifang stared at Sang Tong, and said: "Senior Sister Tong, don't use Dandan anymore. Your blood is no better than ordinary people. Dandan is nourished by your blood for a long time, and its ability is greatly enhanced. If one day it is out of control, the first one will come back." The target is you."

"……I see."

"Also, don't move the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder lightly. The power of the Heavenly Dao is too fierce and ruthless. It will hurt one thousand enemies and eight hundred damage to yourself."

"It depends on the situation, why are you so wordy today, let go!"

Hearing Sang Tong's scolding, a trace of helplessness and sadness flashed across Su Sifang's eyes, she seemed to have a thousand words but she didn't entangle any more, she let go of the hand holding Sang Tong's arm, and instantly suppressed the emotion in her eyes, Lowering his eyes, he softly chanted, "Amitabha."

Lang Xingchen withdrew his gaze from Su Sifang, and looked at Sang Tong again. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the relationship between monks and monks seemed extraordinary.

Lang Xingchen is good at observing words and expressions. She read the deep sadness in Su Sifang's eyes, and also vaguely caught Sang Tong's unnaturalness and dodge. She didn't understand...how could that eminent monk with a solemn Dharma appearance, insight into everything, and no sadness or joy be sad?

I don't understand why this decisive, fierce and virtuous Heavenly Master of Subduing Demons dodged?

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