What bad thoughts can a little snake have?

The Fengshen Ceremony in Qifeng Village, which was originally bustling, has fallen into chaos.

A few people wearing Taoist costumes appeared at some point and were wrestling among the villagers. They were supposed to be carrying talisman artifacts, but due to the fierce fighting with the villagers, the talisman artifacts in their hands were captured by the sharp-eyed villagers. take away.

The villagers in Qifeng Village are not stupid, they know that this group of Taoist priests have cultivation skills and spells, and they are mortals who have no cultivation level. They will definitely lose to this group of Taoist priests. The instrument was stolen and destroyed.

Different from monsters and monks, Taoist priests do not rely on their own inner palace for cultivation, so their spells need to rely on mediums such as talismans and magic tools to operate and emit mana. Unleash your full potential.

So now those Taoist priests who have been given more talismans and magic weapons can only rely on themselves to fight the villagers hand-to-hand.

And at the same time, some villagers in Qifeng Village discovered that something was different about their bodies. It seemed that a strange power appeared and could be used by them.

But they have always been busy fighting with this group of stinky Taoist priests, and few of them noticed the changes in their bodies.

They fought fiercely, completely ignoring the outside world.

Only the few gray-clothed Taoist priests who could still cast spells noticed the jade-faced monk who appeared suddenly.

Even if he is only wearing the most common cassock and monk robe, just standing there, he has an extraordinary bearing.

The Lingling phoenix eyes on that Buddha's face were even more majestic that could not be desecrated or corroded.

Like a jade-faced god Buddha, and like a cold-faced Shura.

Just standing in front of this monk, I felt that I was suppressed and dared not act rashly.

This monk is not simple, and his cultivation must be above him.

The gray-clothed Taoist priest rolled his eyes, thinking about it.

"Why is this master here?"

Even before the monk could glance over from the corner of his eye, the gray-clothed Taoist priest had already spoken out attentively.

He naturally assigned Fa Hai to the current school of exorcising demons.

Maybe they came to grab the demon pill...

After all, no one knew that the demon pills and bones presented in exchange for rewards flowed continuously to two destinations.

One is Tianji Pavilion, and the other is Lingyin Temple.

It's just that I don't know that a monk with this kind of cultivation will come to such a remote place?

He had inquired about the news for a long time before he found out about this place.

But Fahai didn't pay attention to the gray-clothed Taoist priest, nor did he turn his eyes to look at the chaotic mess of Taoist priests and villagers.

It was supposed to be a compassionate eye that saves all living beings, but it didn't see everything about these living beings.

Everything seemed unworthy of his attention.

His cold eyes looked at the tall and lush sycamore tree.

The red silk tied to the branches of the sycamore tree is still fluttering with the breeze, and the drum under the tree is already lonely.

In just a short moment, the world was turned upside down, and a sudden change occurred.

The young man with the phoenix crown in the grand gown was also gone, only the embroidered coat of the gown that seemed to have been taken off in a hurry fell on the ground casually, like a shattered illusory and prosperous dream.

People can't help but wonder what happened to the owner of the clothes.

"Master should have also discovered that this small Fengqi Village actually enshrines monsters, and openly sacrifices to monsters as the leader."

The Taoist priest in gray was still talking, but the monk standing still in front of him suddenly moved.

When he walked up to the gown, his upright body fell down, and the monk bent down to pick up the gown.

He only got a little closer, and he could clearly see the large wet bloodstain on the front of his shirt.

Even on the red clothes, it is particularly obvious.

Fahai's pupils shrank.

The calmness on his face seemed to be cracked for a moment, revealing rare emotions.

He was keenly aware of Fa Hai's expression, but the gray-clothed Taoist felt that he had guessed right.

Sure enough, this monk was worried that the monsters would escape and could not get the demon pill.

Sure enough, for such an unworldly monk, he is still greedy for that little property and spiritual treasure.

The Taoist's triangular eyes suppressed a little sarcasm, but he didn't dare to let Fa Hai find out.

"Master, don't worry, this monster can't escape far, I have traces of his mana on my compass.

At that time, if I catch the demon, I can discuss the way of equal distribution with the master. "

"I will dissect his stomach, dig out his demon core, and bit by bit every bone in his body... Ah!"

The Taoist priest in gray was talking to himself, thinking that he was good at negotiating.

However, before he finished speaking, he was severely knocked down by the oncoming mana.

It was a deadly move.

"you……"

The gray-clothed Taoist priest only felt severe chest pains, and blood gushed from the corner of his mouth. He looked in disbelief at the monk in front of him who made a sudden attack.

If it weren't for the life-protecting treasure on his body, he would have died.

The cracked tranquility on the jade face in front of the monk was not his own illusion, the frozen mask cracked open, revealing a heavy aura.

Especially those pair of calm phoenix eyes, like the pupils of a beast whose bottom line has been touched at this moment.

Almost choose someone to eat.

It was clearly Shura!

This monk is actually with the demon gang? !

The Taoist priest in gray clutched his chest, and countless countermeasures flashed in his eyes.

It's just that this monk's cultivation level is much higher than his, the gray-clothed Taoist gritted his teeth secretly.

However, Fa Hai did not attack the dying gray-clothed Taoist priest on the ground again. He lowered his eyes and stretched out his fingertips to touch the blood on the dress.

The phoenix eyes were fixed, but they were much more relaxed than before.

His eyes finally fell on the Taoist priest in gray.

The coercion that seemed to be on the verge of death came, and the gray-clothed Taoist priest felt that his already painful chest was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

He is a dignified Taoist priest whose cultivation base is not too low, but he was knocked to the ground so easily twice in a row.

The former one was a demon, but now the one is a monk.

What a shame!

But under such gaze, even though he felt resentment in his heart and his back trembled, he didn't dare to move any more.

"Grandmaster!"

It was Uncle Chen's voice, who interrupted Fa Hai who was confronting the Taoist priest.

"Go to Qingqing quickly, don't worry about us!"

At this time, it is obvious that the villagers have the upper hand. I believe that this group of stinky Taoist priests will be repelled in a short time.

But now that Xue Qing was gone, Uncle Chen couldn't help being worried.

The coercion on the Taoist priest disappeared, and the body of the gray-clothed Taoist priest instantly went limp, and his back was covered in cold sweat before he knew it.

Fa Hai nodded slightly towards Uncle Chen, and his cold eyes turned to the distressed Taoist priest in gray.

"Leave this village, or."

"die!"

Thin lips uttered a few words, but the Taoist priest in gray once again felt the breathless coercion.

The Taoist priest in gray couldn't move anymore, but the few young Taoist priests who had been watching for a long time bit the bullet and hurried forward to help the Taoist priest in gray.

After a fight with the villagers, these little Taoist priests were already in a state of distress. They were obviously defeated by the rough and used to the country folks. Hang up the color.

"Go first."

His eyes swept over the villagers who were still staring at them, as if they were about to charge up again at any moment.

The Taoist priest in gray couldn't help coughing twice, and a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat.

He was careless today, when the time comes...

There was unstoppable resentment hidden in his eyes, but he was so aggrieved that he didn't dare to show it in front of Fa Hai.

The Taoist priest in gray used an escape spell, and the Taoist priests disappeared in front of the villagers of Qifeng Village.

"Hey~ spit!"

The villagers of Qifeng Village crossed their hands and spat fiercely at the figures of the gray-clothed Taoist priests who fled in embarrassment.

I don't know where the stinky Taoist came from, but they disturbed the grand Phoenix God Ceremony in Qifeng Village!

Not only did they say that their Phoenix God was a monster, but they even dared to hurt the Phoenix God.

Really bad luck!

I don't know the extent of Fengniao's injury.

The villagers patted the dust from shaking with the Taoist priests, straightened their clothes and prepared to continue the Fengshen ceremony.

However, when they were ready to look back at the sycamore tree, they were confused under the empty tree.

Why?What about Feng Nu and Feng Shen?

The monk in front also disappeared.

Hearing the knock on the door, Xue Qing trembled subconsciously.

There is an inexplicable feeling of guilty conscience.

After all, he is now in someone else's house, and he still holds this "other person's property" in his hand.

With the situation at this moment and his expression at this moment, if someone saw him, they would definitely think him as the gentleman Liang Shang who broke into the house and stole.

But Xue Qing immediately realized something was wrong.

Wasn't he imprisoned in this room by the white-haired man?

Xue Qing himself couldn't use demon power to break this restriction to enter and leave the house, but the white-haired man could.

It's just that the person knocking on the door obviously cannot enter directly.

Who is the outsider?

If it wasn't for the white-haired man, how would he know about this place?

Xue Qing frowned slightly.

Noticing Xue Qing's suddenly solemn expression, Chiu Chiu, who had been leisurely at the side, also became serious.

It stepped on a pair of small paws, its tender yellow fleshy wings looked as if it was on its hips, and its black eyes were staring at Xue Qing seriously.

The people outside the door seemed to be sure that there was someone in the house, they were still knocking on the door unhurriedly, reminding Xue Qing that there was a person waiting for him to open the door from time to time.

That's all, you can tell if it's a human or a ghost.

However, he failed to open the door many times before, so how can he open the door for the people outside now?

Xue Qing easily hid the note in his sleeve.

He got up and came to the door, suppressing the confusion in his heart, but he still opened the door tentatively.

Unexpectedly, the closed door that he couldn't even open with his magic power could be easily opened by him like this.

Xue Qing: ...

Then could he have escaped long ago...

And Jiujiu, who was squatting on his shoulder, also gave a "chirp" as if marveling at this "miracle".

There is also a white-haired man outside the door, but it is not the white-haired man with green eyes who brought him here, but another white-haired man in Taoist costume.

Seeing the door was opened and seeing Xue Qing inside, the white-haired Taoist raised his hand and greeted Xue Qing who was in a daze: "Hello."

Unexpectedly, Xue Qing ignored his warm greeting and rushed out of the door directly past him.

Nonsense, if you don't escape now, when will you escape?

As a result, Xue Qing, who was about to rush out of the yard like a wild horse, bumped into the barrier set in the yard.

"hiss."

Damn, there is an enchantment all of a sudden.

Xue Qing covered his forehead that was hit hard, and the chirp on his shoulder was almost thrown to the ground by the impact.

"Chirp~" After twirling three times on the spot, Jiu Jiu swayed dizzily, and finally the whole furry dumpling fell to the ground like a snap.

"Eh." The white-haired Taoist stared at Xue Qing's sudden movements in a daze, "this little friend calm down."

"You guys with white hair are in the same group?"

Xue Qing put down his hand, but his forehead had already been bumped into a large red spot, which was particularly obvious on his snow-white skin.

Looking embarrassed and pitiful.

Before looking carefully, Xue Qing suddenly felt a sense of familiarity when his eyes fell on the face of the white-haired Taoist priest.

It was as if he had seen this person somewhere before.

He stared at the white-haired Taoist priest for a while, and finally came to his senses.

This sense of familiarity is not his illusion, but... Where have they really met before!

It was in the White Mansion at that time, when the white-haired Taoist priest was still with the kerchief Taoist priest.

"No and no." The white-haired Taoist shook his head, "I'm here to let you go."

Facing Xue Qing's suspicious gaze, the white-haired Taoist didn't care.

"Please come."

He motioned Xue Qing to follow him.

Entering the room again, the white-haired Taoist immediately noticed the scriptures spread out on the desk.

As if his attention had been attracted, he reached out to pick up the scripture book and glanced at it briefly.

"Yeah, you like this kind of script too." The white-haired Taoist blinked with a smile.

"Didn't you say you want to let me go?"

Xue Qing stared suspiciously at the white-haired Taoist priest. He changed the subject and asked the white-haired Taoist priest.

"alright."

The white-haired Taoist spread his hands in a good-tempered manner, but he continued to say: "I also agree with free love. It's just nonsense that shemale has different paths!"

"The demon and the monk can also be together, can't they?"

When he said this, his eyes looked at Xue Qing, and his eyes seemed to have deep meaning.

As if a cat had been stepped on its tail, Xue Qing's heart couldn't help but jump when he heard this word.

But he didn't know this white-haired Taoist priest at all, so how could he hit the secret thought in his heart with just one word?

Probably a coincidence.

Xue Qing silently slandered, but still said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense."

The white-haired Taoist shrugged and made a movement of zipping his mouth shut, indicating that he would not speak anymore.

It is clear that the Taoist priest and the white-haired man with blue eyes have exactly the same white hair, but the temperament of the two is completely different, and it can even be said to be a world of difference.

The blue-eyed man is obviously more gloomy and cruel, while the white-haired Taoist has a playful smile and is very familiar, which makes people unwarranted.

The white-haired Taoist priest walked up to the wall and pressed his palm against the wall, chanting some incantation.

But in an instant, the original flat wall slowly sank into a shallow pit, as if something was going to be embedded in it.

The white-haired Taoist priest picked up an unknown bead from his sleeve, and pressed it against the depression, and the two were stuck together tightly.

When the beads were embedded in the wall, Xue Qing clearly felt a wave of spiritual power spreading from the beads.

It turned out that this barrier was not set up by the white-haired man himself, but by using the barrier protection that came with the yard itself.

"Okay."

The white-haired Taoist spoke up.

Although he didn't know why the white-haired Taoist priest helped him, he could subconsciously feel that the white-haired Taoist priest had no malice.

Xue Qing thanked the white-haired Taoist priest.

"Do you know why that white-haired man brought me here?" Xue Qing asked.

"Hmm..." The white-haired Taoist thought for a while, but he didn't hide anything, "He wants you to recall your old memories."

old memories...

"But I don't think I'm missing any memory."

Xue Qing was very sure.

"It can also be said that if that person is you or not, you don't have to worry about it." The white-haired Taoist said with a calm expression, "Just let nature take its course."

Hearing what the white-haired Taoist said, Xue Qing hid his doubts.But he didn't fully believe what the white-haired Taoist said.

He thanked the white-haired Taoist priest and was about to turn around to leave when the white-haired Taoist priest stopped him again.

"What's wrong?" Xue Qing turned around and turned back.

Is there anything else to say?

The white-haired Taoist priest looked at the ear of the red-clothed boy in front of him, and there seemed to be a not-so-light bloodstain, which was particularly obvious against the snow-white skin.

"You have a wound here."

"where?"

Xue Qing didn't realize when he was injured.

He pointed to a few places, but he didn't point to the location of the bloodstain.

And because of Xue Qing's actions, his black hair, which was already loose, moved slightly, covering the bloodstain from time to time.

Seeing that Xue Qing didn't find the correct position, the white-haired Taoist almost became anxious.

Or because of his personality, he seriously stretched out his hand to tell Xue Qing where the bloodstain was, so he poked Xue Qing's neck with his fingertips.

Xue Qing who was suddenly poked: "?"

Although he knew that the white-haired Taoist was trying to tell him where the injury was, he still felt uncomfortable being so close to a stranger.

Seeing that Xue Qing finally found a place, the white-haired Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much better in his heart.

But it was only now that he realized that he was too close to Xue Qing, and the white-haired Taoist priest also knew that this was a bit inappropriate.

But when he was about to distance himself from Xue Qing, he suddenly felt a powerful and ruthless coercion.

The white-haired Taoist turned his head feeling uneasy, and saw a monk in cassock standing outside the small garden where the barrier had disappeared.

The cinnabar mole between her eyebrows was as bright red as blood, and her pair of phoenix eyes were cold.

At this moment, those eyes were looking straight at the white-haired Taoist priest, with suppressed emotions beneath the cold calm.