East China Sea dust

Zhang Qinglan squatted on the beam and looked at the two dark faces: "..."

The scene seemed to stand still for a while, and fell into a large silence.

The cool night wind blew past the ears, lifting the loose long hair on the young man's sideburns, and the corners of his clothes fluttered along with it, making a slight noise.

The two "maids" held the brass basins in their hands, their heads held high and motionless.

Composed of a large amount of black mist, the thing that can't be called a "face" is tumbling and surging. Compared with the body that is as stiff as a tree trunk, it is overly active and crazy.

Zhang Qinglan knelt on one knee between the paulownia beams, with a calm expression, as if she was not frightened by the two monsters.

He gently tucked the mahogany sword into his waist, and then clenched the Sanqingling tightly in his hand, staring directly at the bottom.

The maid on the left, dressed in a white dress, stared at the beam for a while, as if she had finally determined that it was an uninvited guest in front of her, and immediately let out a hoarse "ho ho" sound from her throat.

The other woman in blue beside her seemed to have received an alarm, her stiff neck twisted slowly, and she turned towards Zhang Qinglan at an extremely strange angle——

In the next second, a huge scream resounded through the entire tower.

"Tsk." Zhang Qinglan frowned slightly, raised her hand and rubbed her ears that were aching from the noise, and opened her thin lips slightly, and said in a low voice, "It's so noisy."

Before the words were finished, the young man's crouched figure suddenly flashed and disappeared together with the Sanqingling in his hand.

Just when the two monsters below were stunned by this, Zhang Qinglan jumped off the beam.

The young man held the copper handle of the ritual vessel with one hand, and the toes of his toes touched the vermilion columns of the long corridor pillars. In the moment he was in the air, he shook the Sanqing bell in his hand according to a special rhythm.

Immediately, voiceless sounds echoed in the entire corridor, and the ringing of the bell was like the tide of pines, spreading around Zhang Qinglan as the center.

The bell vibrates, and gods and ghosts are here.

As a magic weapon, Sanqingling is a heavenly restraint for evil spirits.To the two monsters in front of them, the melodious music heard in the ears of ordinary people is no different from the horn of death.

The blue-clothed maid who was screaming non-stop was shaken by the ringing of Sanqingling, and the music hit her ears, piercing her nerves like a sharp sword and turning into severe pain.

Then the monster loosened his hands from the edge of the copper basin, and the basin full of clear water fell straight down, hitting the stone brick floor, making a buzzing sound, and the clear water immediately flowed all over the ground.

Zhang Qinglan took the opportunity to take out the mahogany sword that had been pinned to her waist, swung the tip of the sword, and drew a simple knot in the air.

The mahogany sword was held in the young man's hand and kept waving, making bursts of piercing sounds. Pieces of white marks gradually appeared in the originally dark air, and the light became stronger and stronger.

The two monsters who were originally forced back by Sanqing Lingyin stood five steps away from Zhang Qinglan. They were evil and fearful of light, frightened by the radiant seal, and shrank away from moving forward.

After finishing the last stroke, Zhang Qinglan calmed down and quickly turned the wrist holding the wooden sword sideways.

Immediately, the floating white seal turned into a ray of light, stabbing towards the two monsters, one blue and one white, head-on!

The blade-like white light was so fast that the demon had no time to dodge it. With a rough scream, Zhang Qinglan raised his eyes, and saw the scene where all the curse marks had disappeared into the demon's body.

The harsh and rough shouts stopped abruptly.

The young man withdrew the mahogany sword in his hand and carried it behind his back, while the two monsters standing in front of him were like stone sculptures, stiff and motionless.

The monster seems to be not deep in Taoism, and can only cultivate a human body, but the most obvious facial features are patches of black mist that floats, sinks, and rolls.Now the thick and sticky black mist is constantly tumbling like boiling hot water, bursting out a series of bubbles.

Zhang Qinglan pursed her lips, lowered her eyes halfway, and walked forward with San Qingling in her hand, a dark light that was not easy to detect flashed in her eyes.

...Actually, the curse seal he drew just now is considered to be half a killing formation, but I don't know whether it is the wrong style of the curse seal, or lack of spiritual power, and there is a mistake in setting the formation.

In short, Yaoxie is not dead now, but he was accidentally fixed in place by him, unable to move.

Zhang Qinglan claimed to be a celestial master, but in fact her cultivation and knowledge were not even as advanced as Steward Wang's in the Dragon King's Mansion.The first time I met such a monster, I had a calm look on my face, and after all, I didn't have much confidence in being able to restrain the opponent.

The breath is full of sea water moisture, but there is still no sound of sea water surging around.

After investigation so far, the only thing Zhang Qinglan can be sure of is that Yao Yitang is indeed not a kind person... at least not as weak and harmless as he appears on the surface.

The closer you get, the more details you can see clearly.

The clothing style worn by the monster in front of him is very common. There are hundreds of large and small restaurants in Ye City, and most of the maids in them wear light-colored skirts with similar styles.

Taking down a kerosene lamp from the eaves, by the dim candlelight, Zhang Qinglan found that the other party had a face that was different from ordinary people, but the hands hanging in the air were fair skin and round fingertips, which are what a young girl should have. appearance.

Raising the lamp in her hand, Zhang Qinglan moved closer, and boldly put the index and middle fingers of her right hand together, and lightly rested her fingertips on the raised wrist of the maid in blue.

Only then did it discover something even weirder.

There was warmth coming from under the fingertips, not only that, but also bursts of pulses beating neatly.

"Huh?" Zhang Qinglan withdrew her hand and turned her head suspiciously.

Seeing this, the two pieces of black mist became even more turbulent, as if they wished to get out of their faces, and rushed towards the young man.

Moving the kerosene lamp in his hand away, the young man stood on the spot and gathered his somewhat baggy robes, his eyes flickered, and he said quietly: "I don't know what kind of breed you are."

Randomly stuffing the lamp into the corner, Zhang Qinglan took out a shallow porcelain bowl from the blood jade around his neck, and inside the porcelain bowl was a bowl of steaming fresh black dog blood.

Holding the bald brush with only a bunch of gray-brown hairs on the top, the young man raised his hand, dipped in the blood of a black dog, and drew several patterns on the dark yellow blank talisman paper in two or three strokes.

Just as the last stroke was falling and the drawing of the talisman paper was coming to an end, suddenly, the tung oil lamp that was hanging on the corner of the eaves flickered a few times.

Zhang Qinglan's right eyelid twitched.

Waiting for no one to react!The two monsters who had been frozen in place suddenly had a demonic aura!

I saw that the human-shaped monster seemed to be nourished by some energy, and its physique instantly more than doubled, tearing the light-colored dress on its body.

Naked//The exposed white skin quickly ages and turns black, becoming the bark of a dead tree.The nails of both hands became sharp and slender, glowing dark green under the candlelight.

In an instant, the monster broke free from its shackles, roared indistinctly, and threw its teeth and claws at the living person in front of it.

The young man reacted extremely quickly, spilling half of the remaining black dog blood at the bottom of the bowl as early as the instant the change occurred, leaving a clear horizontal line on the corridor.

Black dog blood and even yang things, and yang energy is feared by evil spirits.

A few drops of bright red blood splashed on the forearm of the monster in white, instantly scalding a round hole the size of a copper coin, making a "sizzling" burning sound, and a few wisps of blue smoke visible to the naked eye.

The monster was burned by the blood of the black dog, roared and screamed in pain, and did not dare to rush in for a while.

Zhang Qinglan raised her wrist and slammed the porcelain bowl against the wall, only to hear a loud clang, and the fine pieces of porcelain fell to the ground immediately.

The monster was completely enraged, and it stood still and made a few strange noises in a rapid and regular manner.Panting, he completely lost his human form, turned into a black shadow, and rushed towards the living person in front of him.

Zhang Qinglan gritted her teeth, pulled out the mahogany sword from her waist, and put her backhand in front of her eyes, and collided head-on with the huge black shadow, making a loud "bang".Unexpectedly, he was directly hit by a huge force, and the whole person fell backwards, and his forearm rubbed against the rough stone floor of the corridor, drawing bloodstains.

The wrist lost strength for a moment, Sanqingling and Taomujian were scattered beside him, the young man was pale, leaning against the vermilion lacquered column in the corridor, raised the back of his hand, and wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his lips.

At this moment, the surrounding area that had been terribly quiet suddenly sounded the sound of Xisuo's footsteps.

Zhang Qinglan sat halfway on the ground, her pupils constricted.

The heavy footsteps coming from all directions have already surrounded him and are gradually approaching.As the footsteps became clearer, a figure gradually appeared at the corner not far away——

Dozens of monsters, though in human form, with sticky black mist on their faces, were walking slowly and viscously, approaching the youth in the center of the corridor.

The little spiritual power left in the body was no longer enough to support Zhang Qinglan to draw a new spell with the mahogany sword.

Ao Zhan came out to the banquet this time because of his interest. Before going out, he was surrounded by servants and maids to freshen up and dress up. Naturally, Zhang Qinglan didn't have the time to prepare a second bowl of black dog blood.

Seeing that he was about to be surrounded by monsters, Zhang Qinglan gritted her teeth, and clenched the only talisman left in her hand.

Baihua Building is divided into inner and outer double layers, with the building body on the outside and the sea in the center.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the silently rolling sea waves tens of meters below the corridor. The young man stood up, with heavy eyes, looking at the approaching monsters around him.

Between lightning bolts!

Zhang Qinglan made up her mind, bit the tip of her tongue hard, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the spell that she had just drawn in her hand, then raised her hand, and jumped onto the railing of the corridor at the same time.

The talisman was thrown vigorously by the young man with a half piece of broken porcelain that he had just picked up from the ground, and it was firmly nailed to the wall.

The surrounding monsters seem to have detected Zhang Qinglan's escape, and immediately quickened their pace, stretched their hands, and rushed towards the person on the railing.

Seeing that the sharp purple nails on the nearest monster's hand were about to touch the young man's clothes——

There was only a loud explosion-like cracking sound, and the billowing heat wave spread to the surroundings, and the huge impact directly blasted the nearest monsters.

At the same time, Zhang Qinglan jumped towards the silent and surging sea beyond the tower.

The whole person fell straight down.

The author says:

Let me tell you, "East China Sea" will be in V this weekend!The number of words in the update these days may be a little less, because there is pressure to save manuscripts. ORZ would like to thank the two little angels Yue Xi and Ah Zi for their feeds, as well as everyone's comments and favorite starfish. Thank you for your support!