Metaphysician Tianshi was forced to open for business

The calm before the storm.

The Sanqing Temple is still heavily guarded, and all places are strictly prohibited. Everyone's face is tense and their eyes are bright.

The black shadow in the dark corner crawled slowly along the corner of the wall, and disappeared into the crack of the wall with a "whoosh". Everyone in the lobby was on guard, except Lin Ran who was sleeping in the wing room.

He was too tired and had just recovered from a serious illness, and his spiritual power had collapsed. Qin Zhen felt sorry for him and used tranquilizing incense to put him to sleep, and stayed by the bed by himself.

At this moment, Eleven silently appeared in the room.

"Patriarch, there has been a change in the mountain behind the Sanqing Temple, and people from the Wugu clan have appeared at the foot of the mountain."

Qin Zhen's gray eyes remain unchanged, "Where is the An family?"

"The An family is fine, it's just that the An family's son has been imprisoned, and the reason is unknown."

"Understood, go to your business."

Eleven nodded and disappeared in the darkness.

Qin Zhen took Lin Ran's slender hand and rubbed it carefully, suddenly Lin Ran frowned, and let out a low moan, his breath fluctuated up and down all over his body, it was extremely unstable as if it would burst out at the touch of it.

Qin Zhen's fingertips wiped a beam of golden light on Lin Ran's forehead, his breath became calm for an instant, and Lin Ran fell into a deeper dream.

After a long time, the black vortex in Qin Zhen's eyes gradually became crazy, and his temperament changed drastically.

"Wow—!"

A long song rang out in the room, Qin Zhen's eyes returned to calm, he stood up, kissed Lin Ran on the forehead, and lay down with his clothes on, the lights dimmed.

outdoor lobby

Zhang Huqiu was busy with all the arrangements, and was about to ask his uncle what to do, when a few juniors outside the gate carried an injured man in.

"The master is not good, then... there is... a man in black coming up from the bottom of the mountain." A disciple said hurriedly.

Holding the copper coin sword, Zhang Shoushan said doubtfully, "Men in black, what kind of man in black injured you."

"It looks strange. It's too dark and I can't see clearly. They speak Cantonese," said the injured disciple.

Zhang Qing, Zhang Huqiu's third uncle, was shocked, "It's a family of witches and Gu. Why are they here? Since ancient times, witches and witches have been incompatible."

Zhang Shoushan suddenly had a bad premonition, and his heart throbbed, "It's not good, be careful, Huqiu is going to guard the mountain gate."

"Yes."

Zhang Qing sighed, "It's a bad year."

For a moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a black shadow was poured by the wind. Just as it approached the entrance of the lobby, it was blocked by a burst of golden light. After lingering for a while, it melted into the midair.

What is the dark cloud in the sky? It is clearly a huge monster, with octopus-like black tentacles extending around the mountain and wrapping the entire Sanqing Temple firmly inside.

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In the building at the back of the mountain, there was a mixture of ghosts and roars, and the darkness could not be seen within the five fingers.

"Click—"

"Click!"

It was as if someone was walking in the corridor, one light, one heavy, one heavy, then light, "squeak!" The door of the room opened, and the demon man bared his teeth and roared.

"Ho-uh-uh"

Huamoren was pinched by the neck in the air, and his red eyes were turned upside down, and he lived in the big iron cage.

A reflection can be seen in its eyeballs, the reflection of a tall man with a mask on his face, and he gave a low laugh and a soft drink.

"Ah"

Then continue to walk inside, these monsters that are neither human nor ghost have human-like scared expressions, they know him.

The last room is different from the other rooms, even the door is sealed with a thunderbolt.

The sky thunder talisman has a great lethal effect on evil spirits, and what is locked here is not a monster but a demon.

The man stroked his sleeve lightly, and the talisman paper on the door fell off automatically.

The eyes exposed in the mask were evil, and he suddenly spoke with a voice that was neither male nor female.

"After sleeping for a long time, it's time to get up and move your body."

A woman's voice sounded, "Go back, I won't help you."

The man was not angry, and leaned against the door. From his sight, there was an extremely beautiful woman inside. She was embroidering a pair of embroidery, and the surroundings were filled with her embroidery. Birds, people, and beasts were all lifelike. The workmanship is quite good, but they all have no eyes.

The man snorted lightly, "You've been a human for so long, you've forgotten that you're a demon."

"Monsters also have five senses, and people can also be divided into good and bad. Now it's too late to stop." The woman said calmly.

"Bang" the door was crushed by the man, surrounded by violence, it was obvious that the woman's words hit his sore spot.

"Okay, fine, then I'll kill you."

The five fingers are grasping towards the woman's fingertips, and a cold light emerges. The woman does not retreat. She raises her eyes lightly and blocks a machete in front of her. It is Eleven who has been observing secretly.

Eleven slapped him on the chest with a sharp palm, and the man was shocked back a few steps. He stabilized his figure and raised his head to look at Eleven.

Surprise flashed in the man's eyes and he couldn't help saying, "People from the Yin Yang Division."

Eleven doesn't talk nonsense with him, a scimitar makes the tiger look powerful, using the small and clever knife technique and fast skill to fight with the man, evenly matched.

The woman continued to embroider calmly, as if the fighting outside had nothing to do with her.

"Boom"

Eleven hit the man five meters away with one palm, and a deep hole was smashed into the floor tiles.

The man got up and took out a black bone flute from his pocket.

Eleven had a bad heart and flew over to stop him from blowing the bone flute, but it was too late.

Three Views on the Drum Tower Incident

When the bone flute sounded, the surroundings became silent.

The wind raged against the attic windows.

The demon in the iron cage became agitated, with red eyes, arms tensed, thick black blood vessels in his thumbs, and he slapped the iron cage.

"Roar--!"

Even the soul-suppressing talisman papers were almost unable to suppress their evil spirit, and the yellow talisman paper "stabbed" began to emit puffs of black smoke.

The cage is about to burst.

In the house, the dark flames are protruding, and the roar of the demon man makes the room even more spooky, which can be called hell on earth.

As a member of the Department of Yin and Yang, this situation is simply a small scene and nothing to worry about.

The ghosts and evil spirits in the Infernal Domain of their Yin Yang Division are a hundred times more powerful than this, so they can't beat them every minute.

Eleven complained inwardly, with a calm expression on his face.

Body tense like an arrow just drawn from a bow, he waited.

Waiting for the prey to relax their vigilance and kill with one move, two scimitars as thin as cicada's wings twirled in the palm of their hands.

The bone flute of the man in black just stopped.

Eleven was like a string and went straight to the man in black, the moment two scimitars flew out from both sides of him.

From one to two three four.

...hundreds.

The sharp blade rotates at high altitude and forms a hurricane.

On the face, arms, and thighs of the man in black, blood slowly seeped out, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth with a muffled grunt.

Due to the two air currents fighting in the room and not giving in to each other, the air current burst out.

"Bam—"

"Bam—!"

The demon who got a little closer was torn into a puddle of flesh while roaring.

The two instigators also fell to the ground one after another, showing the power of the explosion.

Eleven mouthfuls of fresh water spilled out of the corner of his mouth, and instead of wiping, he stood up with trembling thighs.

The man didn't hesitate to wipe off the blood, and laughed wildly.

"Ahem, I didn't expect that people from the Yin Yang Division would also be sympathetic to helping Yaoxie."

Eleven said nothing, with a sullen face, holding the scimitar in his hand, with sharp eyes.

He was waiting for the man's next flaw.

The man's expression paused, the Onmyoji people were known to be warlike among their villains.

He didn't want to spend time with Eleven, he wasn't sure that he could win Eleven.

On the contrary, Eleven is much stronger than he imagined.

The man in black held his bone flute and tapped his head in annoyance.

"I won't play with you anymore, let them play with you, hahaha..."

The man laughed wildly and took a few steps back.

It turned into a puff of black smoke and took the door away.

Seeing this on Eleven immediately followed.

A strong force stopped him and knocked him back.

"Roar--"

The iron cage was torn open by the demon man with his bare hands, and the soul-suppressing talisman failed.

They are out of control.

Eleven suddenly remembered that the real reason why the man played the flute just now was not to recruit ghosts, but to drive the demonic nature of the demons to make them riot.

The demons have no pain and no five senses, so they don't die easily.

Unless the power is destroyed explosively, without the shackles, the power will become stronger and stronger.

Dozens of Demon Transformers, even if Eleven is at the top of the cultivation base, can only block it for a while but not for a lifetime.

Eleven and eleven are retreating, and the demons are pressing closely.

At this time, the clear singing sounded.

Eleven turns around.

While embroidering, the woman sang in a low voice, the most common children's lullaby.

The Demon Transformation Man was frozen instantly, and his red eyeballs burst into red threads.

The woman's voice was clear and distinct, and her earrings were intertwined with each other, like a sea monster under the moonlight.

Even Eleven almost caught fire.

Bewitched.

Eleven, who came back to his senses, suddenly remembered that he had read in an unofficial history that there was a sea monster that could confuse passing ships in ancient times.

Eleven's eyes were complicated. He knew that there was a big monster imprisoned in Sanqing Temple, but he didn't expect that the seemingly weak woman in front of him was a monster.

Eleven withdrew his expression, a little more respectful and handed over "Thank you"

The woman chuckled, "Go, I'm here."

Eleven jumped a few steps, turned out the window and headed for the place where the man escaped.

In the attic on the second floor of the towering building, a woman's empty singing sounded.

One sound

sentence

It seems to prove that she exists in this building and refuses to leave the real reason.

It is repression and imprisonment.

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山外

The Wugu clan kept shouting outside the mountain gate.

"Old Taoist Zhang, hand over the man quickly"

"My Ah Wu is inside, hand it over quickly, or we will break into the mountain gate"

"Break in—!"

"Break in!"

There was a huge momentum outside, and the witches and Gu clan almost came out in full force.

The lights of the torches illuminated half of the sky red, and the flames appeared strangely on the mountainside.

The evil wind was rolling in front of the mountain gate, and it was bound to break through the gate.

A disciple swiftly climbed onto the observation deck.

"Senior brother and the others brought nearly 1 people, and there are more and more evil spirits in the mountains, and they probably brought them too."

Zhang Huqiu was lying on the edge of the watchtower, as expected, in mid-air