Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

The prison door opened, and the ghost-faced girl was nowhere to be seen.

Ran?

Or is it another blindfold?

Li Changan didn't dare to neglect, and urged Chonglongyu, and found a trace of residual fragrance and walked along the corridor to the gate.

Indeed ran, but the trail can be found!

With a change of expression, the Taoist hurriedly picked up the beggar beside him.

This person is also strange. Since he was in prison, he has lost his soul. He is not noisy, silent, and does not know how to hide when the sword is stabbed.

Now that the Taoist priest pulled him over, he also followed obediently, with no resistance at all, as if he was lost and cursed.

Now that time is running out, Li Changan has no time to study carefully before hurriedly taking him out of the prison.

there.

The squad leader happened to wake up and was lying on the ground, with seven or eight men pressing on him, pointing tremblingly at the Taoist priest.

"You let go of the temptress..."

The Taoist priest's face was dark.

I caught a glimpse of an extinguished torch on the ground, picked up my toes, and took a volley. I was lucky. Ten paces away, I was in the middle of the door and smashed the rest of the squadron with front teeth back into my belly.

I stopped paying attention and turned away.

It's important to chase the murderer, and these rats will come back to take care of it.

...

After the wind raged.

The hall in front of the door was in a mess, some suspicious liquid spread all over the floor, and the strong stench made the Taoist priests unconscious.

Take a look around.

The Zhang brothers languished by the wall in a cold sweat, panting heavily; Ranger and Tuzi stiffly flew to the ground, knowing whether they were alive or dead; Feng Daoren fell to the ground, closed his eyes, his chest was violently ups and downs; As for the swordsman named Xu Zhan, Seeing that it was Li Changan coming, he came out from the corner hiding place and smiled awkwardly at the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, thrust the beggar into him, and quickly pushed the door out.

...

Outside the door is a small courtyard.

The place of the public house is bare and nothing to behold.

Only the mist is like frost, forming a shallow layer.

The hustle and bustle in the distance passed vaguely, but the yard became more and more deserted.

Li Changan, who was walking hurriedly in the prison, went out, but stopped.

He held the sword at his waist and looked up.

But see the moonlight.

There is a corner of the eaves that provokes vines like a waterfall at the place high above the courtyard wall.

The ghost-faced man stood on the cornice, the red skirt followed by the purple flower vines, and the dagger in his hand and Gou Yuehui on the back reflected a faint halo.

She looked at Li Changan quietly.

Then it leaped lightly, as if a light smoke melted into the moon sky.

at this time.

"Friend Li Dao."

Li Changan looked back. It was Feng Chong who was holding the wall root and trying his best to get up, with a round face as white as a freshly baked steamed bun.

He called the Taoist priest, but before he could utter a word, a mouthful of old blood came out first.

"You are..."

"It's okay."

He waved his hand.

"Spell backlash, it's hard to control blood and energy for a while...Wow."

Before he finished speaking, he vomited a small mouthful of blood, making his face paler and darker than his eyes.

He simply shut his mouth, took out an object from his arms, and threw it far away.

The Taoist priest took a look, but it was a pair of horses.

Palm-sized yellow paper, stringed with red rope, with intricate patterns printed on the edges, and a small figure galloping on a horse is drawn in the center.

There are many demons and monsters in this world, and there are often charms and magical implements on the market, but the nine points are fake, and the remaining one is really a lot of good things, such as Li Chang'an's evil-punishing talisman.

There are many different ways, and each has its own advantages. The only thing in common is that they can be easily used regardless of common customs, sects, and cultivation.

Occasionally, cheap masters will buy some and keep them on hand to make up for the lack of inheritance of Taoism from the little school.

So Li Changan has also learned some things, such as this pair of gods and horses in his hands!

He was so sad that he was so quick that he couldn't help himself.

This is really timely rain.

The Taoist priest thanked him, and hurriedly tied the Jiama to his calf, and read:

"Let’s invite six gods and six great gods, the white clouds, cranes and feathers, the flying gods. The clouds on the bottom of the feet are like the wind, like my flying in the blue sky. I am taking pictures by the order of the Nine Heavens Profound Girl."

As soon as the voice fell, the footsteps were a little bit.

People are already "swiping to the sky", "swish" and flew out.

…………

Murderous intent came out of the prison here, while the festival over there was full of joy.

The long streets on both sides are filled with lights and tourists.

Painted boats on the central waterway are connected, as if another street market has been paved on the water.

The various prostitutions, prostitutes, actors and actresses, and all kinds of operas all geared up, each showing their magical powers, attracting the audience on the bridge, on the shore, upstairs, and on the boat to applaud loudly.

Among them, the one with the highest applause, the loudest applause, and the most audience is the painting boat of San Niangzi.

The painting boat stops in the middle of the waterway, holding a rope to connect the flowers and trees on both sides of the bank. Lanterns are hung on it, shining brightly on the water surface, like a painting boat hanging in the sky and the Milky Way.

The deck was emptied to build a stage, and an acrobatics were being performed on it.

A fat woman was carrying a large bamboo pole, which was more than twenty feet high, and many small poles traversed above it, covered with colorful lights. Nine eleven or twelve-year-old little girls are playing around on the small poles, as quick as a monkey, as light as a bird, or dancing Huxuan, or Cuju, or Sumo...

The end is thrilling, exciting and exquisite!

The woman occasionally staggered and pretended to make mistakes, frightening the audience on both sides of the strait to scream.

And whenever this happens, a small boat will be driven out next to the painting boat, and a small boat will be propped up to the shore, cheering the audience with a glutinous sound.

With such a festival, such an atmosphere, and such a wonderful show, who is embarrassed to be stingy?

Ever since.

Money is always raining down in the boat.

Among them, the one who was the most popular and the most appreciated was not the other person, but the young man who caught up with Bo Tzuyu.

Originally, there have been frequent murders recently, and the government is the time to tighten their nerves. Even tonight, he should also patrol and watch the night with his brothers.

However, the long-awaited wife of the Liu family entrusted a letter to her to travel with him tonight.

Where does he have any thoughts on patrolling?

Quickly took off the soapy clothes and put on the robe; took off the waist knife, took on the folding fan, and pretended to look like Young Master Pian Pianjia.

I also took out all my savings and want to laugh at Bomei tonight!

The little boat lady was also clever, and she got a big reward and laughed out a pair of dimples.

"Thank you, Mr. Lang, and the lady for watching."

In the middle of the story, Bo Ziyu was connected with the Liu family's wife next to him.

It caused Bo Tzuyu to laugh, and made the Liu family blush. She hid her face and ran away. Bo Tzuyu smiled and ran after her.

After a while.

The men and women in the private meeting went to a shop again, and held many lanterns with poles in front of the shop. The top one was the most exquisite, with colorful and beautiful designs.

Lady Liu couldn't look away when she looked over. How could Bo Tzuyu let go of this opportunity to show her courtesy?

But upon inquiring, they don’t sell it, only give it away.

But the premise is to guess the riddle.

...

"Draw a circle, write a square, winter time is short, summer time is long."

Unable to hold back the look in the eyes of the beauty, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and push it up.

But he was about to scratch the sky spirit cover bald, and he still had no idea in his mind.

Fortunately, the store is an old acquaintance of his uncle Xing Datou, who counts him as half an elder, and quietly asks someone to hand him a note.

He breathed a sigh of relief, hid the note in the palm of his hand, turned around, and glanced at it secretly through the lantern.

But I haven't seen it clearly yet.

Suddenly.

A figure jumped from the roof, with his toes on the wall, like a breeze passing over the heads of the crowd, causing a scream of exclamation. By the way, it also scraped the note away.

Bo Tzuyu was confused and at a loss.

Another figure jumped off the roof, but the latter was not as light as the former, and fell straight down, smashing a pole to carry the lantern.

Then, like a flea, he jumped over the heads of the panicked crowd.

Bo Tzuyu stared blankly at the wreckage of the lantern on the floor, and then turned to look at the fog that was rising from the two autumn waters of the Liu Family.

A wave of anger came to life.

He bitterly turned his head to look for the trace of the two.

But seeing the former stepping on the rope, he ran to the painting boat quickly.

The latter landed heavily on the boat’s boat, pressing the bow of the ship, and then took advantage of the force to rise into the sky, and rushed towards the former.

The other Bo Tzuyu is not clear, but where would he forget the flea-like fellow behind?

Since my words are leaking now, it is all thanks to this person.

Li Xuanxiao!

He gritted his teeth and cursed, but then he thought about it, isn't this servant hiding in a big prison, delusional to use a beggar as a bait to ambush the murderer?

How did he appear here... He turned his gaze and fell on the former.

Woman, red dress, plain clothes, short sword, ghost face.

There was a sudden excitement in my heart.

At this moment.

"Why?"

With their mouths full of oil and alcohol, the two yaks took the scabbard and pushed them away from the crowd.

"What are you talking about here?"

Bo Tzuyu had already grabbed it one step at a time, hacking away the waist knife.

"The demon has appeared!"

He grabbed the other's collar and drank viciously.

"Hurry up and call someone!"