Hachishomon

Hua kicked the door open, and Lu Wangchuan followed him into the room.

Xiao Er was still lying on the table, Lu Wangchuan stepped forward and lifted him away, only to see that his face was shriveling at a speed visible to the human eye, and in a blink of an eye there was only a layer of pale skin left.

"Just got stripped of soul, hurry up!"

☆、The wind rises again 【[-]】

When they returned to the restaurant, the door was already locked, Jiang Hua kicked the door open, and Lu Wangchuan followed him into the hall.

Xiao Er was still lying on the table, Lu Wangchuan stepped forward and lifted him away, only to see that his face was shriveling at a speed visible to the human eye, and in a blink of an eye there was only a layer of pale skin left.

"Just got stripped of soul, hurry up!"

Jiang Hua immediately pulled out the jade flute and held it between his lips, playing 'Spirituality' again.

The clear and high-pitched sound of the flute floated out of the wine shop to search for the trace of the soul, but unexpectedly it was stopped by a sudden sound of the flute.

The sound of this flute is gentle and clear, but it interacts with Jiang Hua's flute sound, and it is difficult to break through after chasing and intercepting it.

Jiang Hua put down the jade flute in his hand, and opened his eyes full of haze.

What the fuck is playing 'Soul of the Soul', do you think he can't hear it if the tempo is reversed? !Who is so impatient and dares to ruin Tang He's song!

Jiang Hua ran to chase after him, but was stunned as soon as he ran out of the gate.

The sky was getting dark, just now it was blue sky and daylight, but now there are thousands of miles of stars, and the night is thick.

"Imagination, this Zhuangzi has been blocked by human methods, we must find a way out as soon as possible, otherwise we will become living dead"

Lu Wangchuan was very calm, looked at the stars above his head whose authenticity was unknown, and asked, "Was it Tang He just now?"

Jiang Hua's complexion was extremely ugly, and he said after a long time: "No, Tang He uses the qin, and that person's skill is far inferior to his."

Jiang Hongling's voice suddenly came from the street ahead: "Young Master Lu!"

Needless to say, at the same time, Lu Wangchuan also saw a figure jumping out from the street, landing on the eaves and disappearing after a few ups and downs.

Lu Wangchuan flicked his front skirt and quickly ran up the roof a few steps, and chased after the figure, followed by Jiang Hongling and Jiang Hua.

Not far ahead, the man running on the ridge of the roof was holding a sword, and was wearing a dark purple robe with elegant arrow sleeves, and the corners of his clothes were flicking.

Lu Wangchuan drew out the long sword that he had carried on his back for several days, and when he was about to sweep down the man who was jumping up and down suspiciously, he found that he jumped down and then disappeared into the dense forest.

"Did he play the flute just now?"

Jiang Hua yelled angrily, stepped on the branches and leaves of the dense forest and rushed forward to intercept the man's way.

Lu Wangchuan blocked him from behind, and the two of them surrounded the man in the small dense forest one by one, leaving nothing but a catch.

There was no one in the forest, it seemed that the man was hiding, Lu Wangchuan patiently searched inch by inch and looked forward.

Jiang Hua beat the branches and leaves loudly on the opposite side of the forest and cursed: "Damn, come out! Pussy pussy, do you dare to seek death or not to die?!"

Lu Wangchuan thought in his heart that this man was not a pustule, and he could feel the strong evil spirit on him from ten miles and eight villages away.

"Be careful." Lu Wangchuan said, "This is a heretic."

Jiang Hua roared to himself: "I'll kill you!—"

The one waiting to be slaughtered suddenly spoke, quite politely.

"I just passed by here unintentionally, please let the two heroes make it easier for me to go out, and we will live in peace."

After hearing this, Lu Wangchuan narrowed his eyes, and quietly walked towards a point in the dense forest.

"Whoever wants to live in peace with you, I will kill you!"

The man sneered: "Your Excellency, how do you know that I am no match for you, you should give way early, so as not to be the ghost of my sword!"

Lu Wangchuan thought to himself that you are not mean, why are those who practice these crooked ways so brazen and pretentious these days.

"Who do you want to kill?"

Lu Wangchuan appeared behind him mysteriously, looked at the purple robe and said loudly: "Jianghua, Haishi!"

The man's tone was still arrogant: "I will not fight against the junior, so don't ask for trouble."

Lu Wangchuan quickly removed the black cloth, walked towards him with Fengchen in his hands, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, acting like a wolf with a big tail really makes me feel very kind."

At the same time, Jiang Hua landed in front of the man with a bang, blocking his way.

Holding the sword, the man in purple turned around and wanted to find another way out, and unexpectedly met Lu Wangchuan face to face...

Lu Wangchuan stood on the spot, staring at him intently, with an extremely weird expression on his face, the center of his eyebrows twitched again and again, the corners of his lips twitched constantly, he was secretly grinding his teeth, holding the sword tightly in his hand, with a look of wishful thinking The ferocious look of rushing forward and tearing him apart.

He had thought of it just now, the stern and conceited tone, the lack of virtue of pretending to be a big-tailed wolf when he was about to die, and this man in purple and red who dressed himself up like a man who was about to ascend the throne Dressed like a prince... Who else but Chu Huanian.

When Chu Huanian saw him, his arrogance just now disappeared, and he turned his face away uncomfortably to avoid his eyes.

Little Junior Brother himself didn't know that when he was angry, his eyes were especially gloomy and frightening, it was no different from looking at the enemy who killed his whole family.

Lu Wangchuan walked towards him again with a slow pace and a sword in hand.

Chu Huanian put his fist against his lips and coughed lightly: "Cough...you"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Wangchuan raised his leg and kicked him in the stomach!

Chu Huanian was almost knocked down by his sudden kick, and he kicked him again before he could recover after a few steps.

Lu Wangchuan kicked him wildly, gritted his teeth and said, "You're alive, long time no see, brother!"

When Chu Huanian punched and kicked his old master to death without any rules, he ran around in a panic, punch after punch, kick after kick, and he didn't even have a chance to speak.

"You're so fucking cool!"

"You still want to kill me and be the soul of your sword?"

"How about we compare?"

"I want to compete with you!"

Chu Huanian covered his head in disgrace, and Ai Ai said a few soft words.

Lu Wangchuan kicked him on the calf again: "Go to hell!"

The knee-length buckskin boots were broken by his kick, and Chu Huanian jumped a few times with his calf in his arms.

Jiang Hua and Jiang Hongling, who witnessed this farce-like scene, looked at each other in blank dismay. At first, the enemy's current murderous aura suddenly seemed extraordinarily funny.

Chu Huanian patted the dirt on his body and sighed for a long time: "I beat and scolded, so calm down."

Lu Wangchuan laughed: "How can I get angry, you survived a catastrophe and took your life, I'm too happy to be happy, congratulations, brother, you have practiced the way of magic, tsk tsk, it's amazing"

Chu Huanian's expression changed, and he walked up to him with a straight face, looked into his eyes silently for a moment, then sighed again, and smiled wryly: "Being invaded by the mountain demon, if I don't become possessed, I will I'm going to die"

"……what?"

Chu Huanian put his hand on his shoulder, thought for a while, and hugged him briefly.

"I know you haven't been thrown into the Yin Fire Realm. A blind girl told me in her dream. I went to see you when you were robbed a year ago... What's the matter with that expression? You were so crazy at that time It's too bad, it's so dirty, I just have to look at it for a while and leave."

Lu Wangchuan lowered his head, and saw the belt around his waist, white and green, with willow leaves matching his heart.

"...Brother Yutang is dead"

After so long, he finally said this sentence, and someone finally allowed him to confide.

Chu Huanian put his arms around his shoulders, patted his back lightly, and said with a slight smile, "I know."

"Senior Brother Mu, maybe he's not here anymore."

"……maybe"

"I went to find you, but it was too late"

"...it's too early"

"I thought you were all dead"

"……not yet"

Lu Wangchuan suddenly raised his head and looked at him and said word by word: "I have been your widow for three years."

Chu Huanian raised his eyebrows, embarrassed, and said, "Huh?"

Jiang Hua finally couldn't stand it anymore, walked over with his arms folded, and said lightly: "Do you want to say that you have kept your filial piety for three years? Didn't you keep it for your mother? Oh, you can really talk, widow, you can also keep it? "

The male peacock and the white mouse met each other and looked at each other. Both of them turned their faces away in distaste. Their teeth were so gritty that if they looked at it again, they would be scared to death.

Ordinary people.

Chu Huanian secretly thought.

Tributary section.

Jiang Hua said in his heart.

Lu Wangchuan grabbed Chu Huanian's wrist and walked out of the woods: "Brother, let's find a quiet place to talk."

Chu Huanian was dragged away by him, and when he passed by Jiang Hongling, he nodded to her because of his good upbringing since childhood.

Jiang Hua secretly said: "It's quite affectionate, but that's a demon, maybe he is the mastermind of the Sanlizhuang incident"

"...Did you forget him?"

Jiang Hongling said: "You have met several times when you were young, he is the exiled little prince of the Jin Palace, Chu Huanian"

Jiang Hua frowned, and suddenly remembered that before entering Helian's house, his elder brother, the general Jiang Cheng, had brought him to the Jin Palace banquet several times and had acquaintance with the little prince.

I said who it was, it turned out to be this sanctimonious and unlovable hypocrite since he was a child!

In an instant, all the not-so-good memories brought to him by the young prince Chu Huanian, who was praised as a genius back then, came to mind.

At the age of five, he could silently write a thousand-character prose, at the age of six he could memorize the rules for disciples, at the age of seven he could open his mouth for Qin and Han Fu, and at the age of eight|nine he could write and express his words with proficiency, so there was another comparison for the ignorant young master of the Jiang family Object.

Look at the little prince, he is as big as you!

☆, the wind rises again 【[-]】

After placing the body of the Wang family in the ancestral hall of the village, Lu Wangchuan and his party stayed overnight in the deceased's house without authorization.

"The souls of the dead rest in peace, no wonder"

Jiang Hongling stood in the courtyard and cupped her fists in the direction of the south gate to show her respect for the deceased.

Jiang Hua poured half a pack of lime powder into a basin of clear water, and sprinkled every corner of the yard like watering flowers.

Living in a dead man's house, and the corpse lying here for so many days, he would be disgusted to death.

After sprinkling a circle of lime water, Jiang Hua looked up at the roof. Chu Huanian was sitting on the roof beam looking up at the night sky.

It's not just that he couldn't understand this person's sanctimonious pretentiousness when he was young, but he still holds a grudge because he was compared with others by his parents when he was naked. A little bit of this kind of immaturity, but not all, and he couldn't explain why he didn't like to see Chu Huanian so much.

When he was a child, he was just a descendant of the royal family who was good at pleasing the adults, but now, he has become a bereaved dog struggling to survive, and has become a generation of demon cultivators that everyone is not ashamed of.

Not used to the impermanence of life and death with swords, light, blood and shadows, he can put aside his own safety and wear a wooden sword to avoid killing, which can be regarded as clean and self-protecting, but at this time the demon is sitting on top of his head, and he is grandiose. Being in the same room is simply hateful!

Jiang Hua felt angry, and threw the wooden basin with half of the water on the ground vigorously, and the wooden basin fell to the ground with a whirring sound, and the water splashed everywhere.

Lu Wangchuan happened to come back from the backyard with two jars of wine in his arms, and the moment he showed up, he saw a wooden basin smashed at his feet.

"...Did the water fight with you, or did the basin fight with you?"

Lu Wangchuan asked with a smile.

"Humph!"

Jiang Hua glared at him, flicked his sleeves and entered the room.

"Who is this for?"

Lu Wangchuan blinked at Jiang Hongling, pretending to be innocent.

Jiang Hongling apologized to him, and then went back to the room. Only he and Chu Huanian were left in the yard.

Lu Wangchuan jumped onto the roof and heard Chu Huanian say it just as he sat down.

"chasing me"

Chu Huanian said: "Can't you see? The third young master of the Jiang family looks down on someone like me"

As he said that, he also laughed: "It's no wonder that people don't treat you as a person, you are not a character in the first place."

Lu Wangchuan hugged the two jars of wine in silence for a while, and suddenly remembered the first time he saw Chu Huanian in the woods behind Yingyang Field when he went up the mountain three years ago. , but without losing his sincerity and kindness, it can even be said that he has a kind heart towards everyone and the whole world, and is willing to treat people with his most friendly side, even if it is inconsistency and superficiality, there is nothing wrong with this Human nature is kind, otherwise, how could Luo Yutang fall in love with him.

Picking a sword and falling flowers to coax the younger sisters to applaud, flipping up and down in the air like a stinky and proud male peacock, flower butterfly, if Chu Huanian at that time could not have experienced the chaos of the Nine Micro Sect killing the wicked , Luo Yutang was humiliated and hanged himself to death, maybe he can be that unambitious but kind and lovely male peacock who only opens his tail to his sweetheart for the rest of his life.

However, one hexagram is difficult to count all the things in life, the only blame is the impermanence of heaven, and even one person - Lu Wangchuan.

It seems that everyone's sorrow is caused by him, because of his ignorance, is it his fault?

Lu Wangchuan believed that he was the culprit, but not the mastermind, he was also the victim.

Chu Huanian lost Luo Yutang, Mujiazhuang killed Mu Youcai, did he end up with a happy ending?

Didn't he also... stabbed Duan Chongshu with a sword and left him under the big Puti tree.

Is there anything in the world that is more painful than the word "against one's will", no, it is simply too painful.

The buried head suddenly raised, Lu Wangchuan's eyes were heavy and twinkling.

Yes, yes, he is not a murderer, he is also a victim.

It's not that there is no wine in Sanlizhuang. There are several jars buried in the backyard of this family. At this time, it is just a matter of borrowing it to clean up the dust for the brothers who have been reunited for a long time. Just come back.

Chu Huanian watched him skillfully bite off the lid of the wine jar, sniffed at the mouth of the wine jar, and said, "Xiang, this is Wangque Terrace."

"When did you drink?"

Chu Huanian took a jar of wine and asked: "You didn't have this problem before, the alcohol hurts people."

Lu Wangchuan took a few sips from the jar, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and groped in his bosom, "I still have pine nut candy, I'll look for it."

Chu Huanian opened his mouth, and said speechlessly, "Where do you get these stinky problems about the things children eat?"

Seeing that he had been digging in the skirt for a long time without finding out why, Chu Huanian glanced at his half-worn black robe with disgust. It was made of inferior material, and it was bald and faded. Damn, how ugly is it to look like sauerkraut leaves? Can you eat something taken out of it?He would rather lick the tiles on the beams.

Lu Wangchuan didn't force his brother to add tiles. After digging out for a long time, he only took out one piece, so he threw it into his mouth without thinking, clapped his hands and said, "Drink, it's gone."

The two of them drank half a jar of wine, Chu Huanian's family education was strict, and this person has always been self-disciplined, he was already drunk after drinking half a jar of wine, but Lu Wangchuan was able to fight another hundred and eighty-eight as if he drank water Shitan, these few years lived in Helian's house who banned alcohol, he often sneaked down the mountain to buy wine, Jiang Hua always turned a blind eye to him, maybe he saw that he was hopeless, and let him fall into depravity , so he has already practiced a thousand cups without pouring ten thousand cups without getting drunk. If someone can get him drunk one day, it must be because the master is too lazy to serve and pretend.

Lu Wangchuan saw that he was a little confused, so he asked about the changes in the Prince Jin's mansion.

Chu Huanian didn't intend to hide it from him at all, and now he was drunk, he knew everything, but the little prince was used to being undisciplined, so far he only knows that the Jin Palace was raped by traitors with the intention of rebelling against the nine clans As for the murderous intention encountered on the way to exile Roushui, Chu Huanian said——

"Beast? You heard people say it's a wild beast attacking people? Heh—is the beast crazy? Let me tell you, it's not a tiger, leopard, poodle, but a vicious corpse, a vicious corpse emerging from the ground..."

Chu Huanian's face froze a lot, and the misty smile in his eyes faded completely. He was extremely unwilling to recall the night when the murderous corpse claimed his life three years ago.

"... There are a lot of them, at least a few hundred. They are all dead. Those corpses seem to be coming at me. Although my father is an old general, it is no problem to kill one or two corpses. If there are too many corpses, he will not be able to handle them. It's coming, so am I. I can't stop it once I blocked it... At that time, I thought, what are you blocking? Die, life is so fucking boring, you are gone, I am still in the world to breathe Son? But I—I just can’t be reconciled! You said that if I died like that, Yutang asked me when she saw me, why did you come here? How should I answer him? Said, I’m useless, I was killed by several corpses Is it?... He may still think I am useless, and he will not walk with me in the reincarnation road. Coincidentally, my father also asked me to leave, Wang Chuan, you were not there, you did not see the scene at that time - it was useless for me to stay, I had to die, I didn’t want to die, so I ran away, I didn’t run far, I ran away Vicious corpses can't escape the mountain demons. They want the spiritual power in me, so they take me into their houses and invade their bodies. Hehe... I don’t know how many levels higher the mountain demon is. I saw it once when I was in the South China Sea. It was a terrifying and ugly thing. I was about to be eaten by such a thing. Do you think I can be willing? When I met Yutang on Huangquan Road Said, I am so useless, I was eaten by the demon, it would be better to die at the hands of a murderous corpse, at least I would lose a whole corpse, so..."

Chu Huanian spread his hands and smiled: "I have become what I am now, crooked, and a person in the devil's way"

Lu Wangchuan was silent for a long time after listening, lifted the jar and drank half of the wine, patted him on the shoulder with a long breath and said, "Cultivating demons is cultivating demons, what's the matter? I also thought about it when I was desperate. Entering the magic way... I didn't succeed"

"Don't talk nonsense"

When Chu Huanian thought he was talking nonsense, he was talking nonsense just like before.

Lu Wangchuan laughed heavily, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little low and desolate: "Really, why...don't you believe it?"

Chu Huanian tapped his temple skillfully: "I think you really drank too much. I'm the only one. Where did we come from?"

Lu Wangchuan chuckled, said nothing, and drank again.

"Don't you ask me what I'm doing here?"

"Look for Tang He, can you still come here to investigate the case?"

Chu Huanian nodded: "Although he may not be the mastermind, he was the one who summoned the murderous corpses from the mass grave in Dongfeng three years ago, and he was the one who instructed those dead creatures to kill my father. At least I will find him and ask him clearly." , who ordered him to do it, the Mu family village was also destroyed thanks to him, no matter whether he is the mastermind or not, he is unforgivable."

It seems that he still doesn't know that Mu's village tried to use his own people to sacrifice to refine ghost soldiers, and Mu Youcai reversed the blood curse and was wiped out instead. Lu Wangchuan didn't want to explain the truth to him, because the truth is sometimes worse than rumors more unacceptable.

Speaking of Mu Youcai, he felt that the wine he drank finally started to ferment in his mind, making him feel drowsy and painful.

"Dead people can't be brought back to life." Lu Wangchuan said, "Don't talk about him."

Chu Huanian glanced at him, and changed the subject: "These murders in Sanlizhuang have a lot of influence. Maybe in two days, all the three sects will arrive. Only one important person who should be present and avoid suspicion will not come."

Lu Wangchuan knew who he was talking about, but felt dizzy even more. He held his head and said, "You can also see that someone is planning to target Buddhism, Taoism and Zen?"

"It's fine if you just say it's against Duan Zhongshu."

Chu Huanian said: "It's hard to say if it's a plan, but there is no doubt that this murder case points to Duan Chongshu."

Just because he did not respect the Buddha, the deep meaning behind this is really sinister and pungent. If this case is true, I am afraid that Duan Chongshu will not be able to gain a foothold among the four Xuanzongs. Although he is not Zen Buddhism, he is a disciple of Zen Buddhism. The Patriarch Sansheng is the leader of the gods, keeping the deeds of mountains and rivers. No one can replace him. However, the Buddhist sect headed by him occupies half of the four major Xuanzongs. How can the monks in the lower circle not be jealous So, since Liu Sizhui can transfer the title of Grand Master to Duan Chongshu, it can naturally be inherited by others, either continuing the Buddhist sect, or changing it to Dao sect, or transferring it to Renhuang. , This is also a cycle and reincarnation, or in other words, an endless cycle, there are only a few people in exchange, and it will never be the turn of others.

That is, dictatorship, dictatorship.

Chu Huanian said: "It is said that the Bodhisattva and the Heavenly Devil were born from his Zen mind and the devil's heart. Now that he stabbed the Bodhisattva to death, the Sansheng Patriarch spared him, which is strange."

"Wang Chuan, you said why he stabbed the bodhi son to death and caused the big bodhi tree to break the seal. Isn't that just asking for trouble for nothing? He is still being used by people and others, I really can't figure it out—"

Lu Wangchuan frowned and said, "I don't know."

"I heard that he was released by the Sansheng Patriarch six months ago. I saw him in the Bailuya area."

Lu Wangchuan looked up at him: "You saw...how was it?"

Chu Huanian glanced at him wonderingly: "What is it, you have seen it too, on the day of ancestor worship, did you forget?"

Lu Wangchuan waved his hand and didn't want to say more.

Chu Huanian sighed: "He only has Tian Mozi by his side now. Three years ago, Bodhizi saved my life."

This person will hurt the spring and the autumn if he drinks too much, Lu Wangchuan dragged him off the roof, and pulled him to a room: "Go in and sleep, stay well, if you dare to run away again, I will...no recognized you"

Chu Huanian pushed open the door, turned around and asked, "Are you sleeping with me?"

Lu Wangchuan frowned, kicked him in, and closed the door with a bang: "The ghost is sleeping with you, I'm still annoyed that you haven't calmed down, don't call me."

Inside, Chu Huanian let out a long sigh——

Lu Wangchuan stepped out of the courtyard under the moonlight.

The author has something to say: I am thinking about a question, should I release the remaining 10,000+ words in these two days?

Or slowly update chapter by day...

☆, the wind rises again 【[-]】

The night in Sanlizhuang is just an illusion, or it is more accurate to say that it is an enchantment. Before the night was covered, Lu Wangchuan still couldn't figure out why the people here were cursed. However, the night at this time gave him the answer-this is to close the net. up.

The smell of wine during the day disappeared after nightfall, from which he drew a bold inference, someone used Sanlizhuang as a Gu, and the sacrifices in the Gu were the people here, and the Gu was used to get the living soul, but who was it?Why take so much trouble to get some living souls that are pure in nature, kind in heart, without the slightest bit of hostility?

What is the use of...

He couldn't think of the answer, so he rushed to the ancestral hall in Zhuangzili alone to find some more clues, but when he stepped out of the gate, he was enveloped by the boundless darkness and already had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.

No one lit the lamps, and every house was pitch black. These living dead who dragged their bodies and were still feeding their living souls did not light their lamps.

Lu Wangchuan climbed over the courtyard wall of the family to investigate, but did not see the expected corpse, no one, no one at all, no one, this village is already empty——

Walking out of the house with a gloomy face, Lu Wangchuan stood in the empty yard silently meditating, and not long after, he heard a crisp sound.

Looking up, there is a string of silver bells hanging under the eaves. The evening wind blows the bells. Qingling's crisp and crisp voice is very pleasant, like some kind of ancient and melodious musical instrument...

Lu Wangchuan raised his hand to pull down the string of silver bells, and suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a string of silver bells like this hanging under the eaves of Wang's house. He vaguely remembered the meaning of these silver bells, which were used to worship the god of wine. It is famous all over the world for its fermented wine. Except for brewing, there is no farming, nor fishing and hunting here. They only make a living by brewing wine, so they may not worship Buddha very much, but the god of wine must be worshiped by every household, or there is one. Gods, or fabricated out of thin air, over time, people here formed their own culture of worshiping Dionysus, and passed it down from generation to generation, that is, hanging a string of silver bells under the eaves to welcome and send their gods to the capital. Greet you with a wonderful voice.

It is very simple and simple, but it has been passed down for hundreds of years, and it belongs to the unique belief of Sanlizhuang people.

The silver bell lying in his palm continued to make crisp and pleasant sounds, and Ling Xin couldn't stop shaking.

"You got it wrong"

Jiang Hongling suddenly walked out of the shadows, so silently that Lu Wangchuan didn't notice it.

Jiang Hongling took the silver bell from his hand, turned it around so that the mouth of the bell was facing upwards, and put it next to Lu Wangchuan's ear: "Listen this way."

Lu Wangchuan listened intently: "Xiaosheng?"

Jiang Hongling put the silver bell in his hand and said, "Well, the flute sound during the daytime"

It seems that it is indeed not Tang He.

Lu Wangchuan said so in his heart, the reason why he went out alone to find clues was to prevent Jianghua from using his feelings to use public affairs for personal gain.

After thinking about it, he handed the silver bell to Jiang Hongling again: "Hold it first, it might be useful."

Jiang Hongling raised her eyes to look at him, took the silver bell and tied it on her belt according to the words, gently touched the bell with her fingers, and a pleasant clear chant floated out.

She pursed her lips and smiled: "It's much more beautiful than wearing a sachet."

Lu Wangchuan tightened the sword on his back, and led the way out of the courtyard: "Then wear it as a sachet."

The two walked towards the ancestral hall, and when they approached the vermilion lacquer gate of the ancestral hall, Lu Wangchuan suddenly took her arm and flashed behind the wall, gently pushed open the gap in the door, and he saw a white robe standing in the courtyard of the ancestral hall. The figure is slender, and the white clothes are like snow.

Seeing that his eyes suddenly darkened, Jiang Hongling seemed to be extremely unwilling to see the person inside, so he couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Who?"

Who?

Lu Wangchuan's jaw tensed, he silently drew the sword on his back, pushed open the door and stepped into the threshold.

whoever he is.

"do not move"

Lu Wangchuan pointed his sword straight at the back of the man's neck, and scanned the empty ground.

An hour ago, they placed the bodies of three families here, but now they all disappeared.

"Where did you get the body...don't move!"

The man in white made a slight movement, and just when he was about to turn around and face him, Lu Wangchuan's sword moved a little closer, and said coldly, "Just stay here, don't turn around"

The man in white paused for a moment, then slowly turned around as if he didn't hear anything, and looked directly at his face with cold eyes like two ice springs: "Mr. Lu"

Lu Wangchuan was really taken aback for a moment, the murderous look on his face was frozen in a frozen state, he was so stupid.

"...Sky Devil"

That's right, as long as he could see a little more clearly just now, he could see that this person was clearly the back of a young man.

Tian Mozi saluted him with clasped hands together, and said, "When did you come down to Qinglong Mountain, young master, and why did you come here?"

Although the bodhi son and the demon son were transformed from Duan Chongshu's Zen mind and demon heart, and they were his protective shikigami, they were forged by Duan Chongshu from two ribs he took from himself and filled with blood essence, but in the past few hundred years In the past, Gemini Shikigami has already cultivated his own mind, body, and soul, which are no different from "human beings" with flesh and blood.

At this time, when he suddenly met Tian Mozi again, Lu Wangchuan remembered the helplessness, sadness, and anger in the young man's eyes when Duan Chongshu stabbed Bodhizi to death under the Daputi tree in Buzhou three years ago, and thought about it carefully , the same as when he first heard about Chu Huanian's death.

He was the one who killed his friend, Lu Wangchuan thought so.

But now, he was pointing at him with the Fengchen sword that sealed the soul of Bodhizi.

These debts owed, it seems that no matter what he owes, it will be difficult to repay in this life.

Lu Wangchuan lowered his sword, did not reply to his words, and asked again: "Why are you here? Where is the corpse?"

"The Sanlizhuang murder case is related to Buddhism. Master sent me to investigate. When I arrived just now, there was no dead body here."

Lu Wangchuan was silent for a moment, and his words seemed to have a deep meaning: "You only want to investigate the murder case?"

To him, Tian Mozi always answered every question, and said without hesitation: "The great bodhi tree has been broken. Although there is a ray of master's soul to support the Buzhou mirror and prevent it from collapsing, the Buzhou realm has been shaken and hard to defend. In the ghost valley The monsters cultivated by the Mind Eater are waiting for an opportunity to make trouble, trying to escape from the impoverished environment"

Xiao Junzi said that the ghost valley in Buzhoujing leads to the Yinhuo Realm [-] feet underground, and the fierce ghosts who are driven into the Yinhuo Realm can kill each other and go through the pain of skin cramps before they can climb out of hell, climb out of hell It was also exiled in another place. After being tortured and destroyed by Yinhuoyu, the ghost lost his heart and sanity, and turned into a monster who only knew how to kill and eat souls. , trying to fill his own body with the obsessions of others.

Such a monster is extremely ridiculous, and the monks shamelessly call it 'Old Huai'.

The old tree has been withered and bald for a long time, overlooking the clear road dust.

There was no place for Yin, sheltering the people and the people.

The owl's nest and the fox's lair are close relatives of fierce monsters.

The howl is dark and dark, shaking the neighbors—

Pooh!The devil has no heart, the Tao has no form, what is it!

There are also [-] paths in the magic path, and "Old Huai" is the path that monks are least willing to take. A person with a rigid mind, lost sanity, and eaten his soul does not even know who he is, what he is, or what his past is. What is the meaning of human beings to exist in the world? That is a lower way than the lower level. Entering this way is no different from a murderous corpse buried in the east wind.

Let alone a person, he climbed out of the underground Yinhuo domain through untold hardships, and in the end he was even worse than a lonely ghost.

Tian Mozi said: "At the order of Master, I am here not only to investigate the murder case, but also to eliminate demons."

Lu Wangchuan asked: "Who? Which demon?

Tianmozi said: "All demons"

Lu Wangchuan was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled, and said to him, "Then...you work hard"

Jiang Hongling was sizing up this young man who didn't know where he came from, when the silver bell hanging around her waist suddenly started to shake, she picked it up and listened, and put it next to Lu Wangchuan's ear: "Listen, Xiaosheng?"

"...not just the sound of flutes." Lu Wangchuan said expressionlessly, "There is also the sound of wooden fish."

He said with a smile, and said to Tian Mozi: "The Great Master is right to avoid suspicion. Could it be that there are traitors in the Buddhist sect? Are you tired of practicing the way of Zen and practicing the way of magic?"

What he said was unreasonable, Tian Mozi glanced at him, and his tone became colder: "If this evil is really a Buddhist, I have the right to kill it first and then play it."

Lu Wangchuan nodded vaguely, and said in his heart that you are all powerful people, killing a demon is like killing a chicken or a monkey, if you kill it, you will kill it.

Wooden fish...

Lu Wangchuan remembered that when he passed through a barren mountain adjacent to this place before entering Sanlizhuang, there was a Buddhist cave that had been left in disrepair for many years. Because the Buddha statue in the Buddhist cave was tall and majestic, he took a few extra glances. The Buddha statue is made of clay, and the wooden fish in his hand is indeed made of a thousand-year-old Populus euphratica. At this moment, it seems that the sound of the wooden fish can only come from the cave.

Pointing to the east, he smiled lazily at Tian Mozi and said, "The nest is reversed."

Afterwards, he and Jiang Hongling jumped onto the roof and rushed towards the Eastern Buddha Cave.

Tian Mozi was as fast as him, and he caught up with him in a blink of an eye, reaching the barren mountain one step ahead of him.

The Buddha Cave is located halfway up the mountain. Lu Wangchuan could see that Tian Mozi was avoiding him on purpose, avoiding him, so he and Jiang Hongling took a small path and went straight to the halfway up the mountain. The closer they got to the Buddha Cave, the more obvious the smell of corpses was. The night wind above was filled with a thick layer of putrid smell, as if the eruption had been suppressed for many days. It's because the person who made the curse is too ruthless.

"People here worship the god of wine, and someone is using this silver bell to summon the soul"

Jiang Hongling said: "The sound of the flute in the silver bell has not stopped, so the practice has not yet been completed, it is not too late."

As soon as they finished speaking, they had arrived at the Buddha Cave halfway up the mountain. The ten-zhang-high Buddha Cave was like a pond for dissolving corpses. It was almost smoked to death.

Sure enough, the disappeared corpses were all here, and not only from three families, but from the whole village.

Killing civilians, this fellow is more of a bastard than him, Lu Wangchuan held his sword and walked towards the sneaky figure in the Buddhist cave under the cover of the dark night.

Before he got close, he saw a Buddhist bead whistling past him, heading straight for the people in the grotto.

The man was not a creature in the pond, and he flew to hide, and there was a loud noise, and the Buddha beads smashed a left arm of the Buddha statue, and the arm of the Buddha statue fell to the ground and turned into a pile of dirt.

"Who?!"

The people from the cave ran out and stood under the moonlight, revealing their real bodies, wearing an exquisite purple gold robe with arrow sleeves... It was still Chu Huanian.

Tian Mozi fell to the ground with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and involuntarily tore off another Buddhist beads and shot towards him.

The mana-filled Buddha beads were like a meteorite with a trailing awn and a tail, breaking through layers of obstacles and rushing towards Chu Huanian like a bamboo.

With such a ruthless method, is it really going to wipe out all the demons in the world? !

☆, the wind rises again 【[-]】

The man from the cave ran out and stood in the moonlight revealing his real body, dressed in exquisite purple arrow sleeves.