Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

In the early morning of the next day, the fog locked all the fields.

On the deserted mountain road, the rush of horseshoes stirred up the mist.

In Orr, a majestic yellow phoenix splits the thick fog, and its mane is flying among its four hooves. If you see it in other places, anyone will praise: What a tall and majestic horse!

But this is not the case at this time, probably because the horse is taller, but the rider on the horse is born more majestic, and the contrast between the two compartments appears to be petite. The rider was wearing a thick and wide bearskin cloak, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and he could only see him half lying on the horseback, like a black bear with a yellow dog.

"Seriously."

This "black bear" suddenly took the reins, and the yellow pony rose up and stopped from the mad rush.

He listened attentively, and a faint voice came from the gap of the fog.

"Call."

Turn the horse's head, and follow the sound.

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This horse is a rare good horse. Although it is carrying a bear-like man, it is not slow. After a short while, it rushed to a flat ground.

The fog was thick, and I couldn't really see it in front of me, I could only hear the hoarse chanting.

The rider rolled over and got off the horse. During the action, the large cloak shook his head. He took the horse a few steps forward, and his eyes gradually became clear.

On the flat ground in front, no one was seen, there were only a dozen new graves. On the edge of the new graves, there were a few unfilled graves, and the chanting sound was transmitted from that grave. out!

Suddenly, the hoarse voice stopped suddenly, and then there was a low drink, and then a few muffled sounds, and a ragged "person" jumped out of the grave.

This "person" had a long rotten maggot below the neck, but it was dry above the neck, and the air-dried lips curled up, revealing sparse black and yellow gums. He turned his dim eyes and turned a few times in his eye sockets, and then settled on the rider.

After watching this for a few breaths, he suddenly opened his mouth to reveal the shriveled tongue that was stuck to the gums, his limbs twitched a few times, and he rushed over with a weird gesture.

When ordinary people saw this situation, they were afraid that their souls would have been flying into the sky, but the rider did not move.

Until the walking corpse rushed in front of him, the rider did not hurriedly drew a door-like giant sword from under the cloak, and swept it across with a strong wind. This sword, let alone this rotting corpse, can be beaten even if it is beaten with iron.

However, when the giant sword was about to sweep the corpse, a wooden stick was shot out of the diagonal stabbing and hit the sword grid on time. However, this obstacle was really insignificant under the mighty power of this sword. The rider only slightly increased his strength, and after a short pause, the sword's blade rolled over as usual.

However, for the person who clicked the stick, this little time was completely enough. At that moment, he had grabbed the walking corpse and would withdraw from the reach of the giant sword.

A sword failed, and the rider did not pursue it.

He stood with his sword and glanced at the wooden stick that blocked his blade. It was not a weapon, but the long wooden handle of a shovel. Looking at the walking corpse in a blink of an eye, it was stopped by a young man with short hair with a yellow charm.

"Monk?"

The voice was low and powerful, like frost and snow in the north. The young man with short hair looked over and pointed at Mai on his body.

"Taoist priest."

There are not many Taoist priests with short hair in the world, and there is naturally only Li Changan who has such skill.

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It is also strange to say that this ghost seam also has its own doorway, and the stitches are so tightly stitched that they can't be counted, and they have to be tied before they can be connected properly.

This is so cheap that Li Changan, as long as the ghosts dig their own graves, and then stitch their heads without knots, he can pack them one by one.

Despite this, I survived the whole night, but I didn't finish it. I didn't say anything when I sang my voice. When I relaxed, I let a walking corpse escape out of the pit before thinking about it.

He snatched the corpse back, calmed it with talisman paper, and let out a sigh of relief before he raised his eyes to look at the rider. The rider also lowered his hood, but it was a lion-nosed, beard-faced mighty man.

The man's appearance is not something to look at. He quickly turned his gaze on the giant sword in the hands of the big man, which was two palms wide and more than three feet long. Such a big iron lump, in the hands of such a majestic person, let alone hacking people, even monsters can be split in half!

The Taoist gaze stayed on the sword for a while. Suddenly, he saw that the thick cloak of the big man showed a gap due to the action of the sword. A faint cold light was reflected in that gap.

armor? !

He paused in his heart and looked over the big man and bet on the horse saddle. There was a bow bag hanging there, and inside the bow bag was an iron bow!

Li Changan knew clearly that he had broken the spell on Jingguan, and he was likely to usher in revenge from the officers and soldiers. Is this the person in front of this armored weapon?

Li Changan was already alert for twelve points, but he still completed the steps of transcendence methodically and unhurriedly. Only when he held the scabbard around his waist to a position more convenient for drawing the sword, he asked calmly:

"General?"

"Guardian."

The big man asked back: "corpse training?"

"Superior."

Seeing that the walking corpse was gradually calming down under Li Changan, the big man nodded, retracted the sword into the sheath, and asked Li Changan, "This chief, do you know where the nearest village is?"

"Oh? There is a village nearby..." The Taoist stood up slowly, looking at the big man and asked, "But I don't know what the bad guy is doing?"

Li Changan was suspicious, and his attitude was really not respectful. The man who claimed to be a guard did not get angry, but explained: "Taoist is not in a hurry, I have no evil intentions, just want to buy some dry food."

"Really?" The Taoist priest was noncommittal, but just smiled, "Then I still advise the chaplain not to waste that effort?"

"What does Taoist mean?"

The man was a bit irritated by words these times, but Li Changan still looked like the old **** was there.

"The servant wants to go to the village to buy some food, and someone has to sell it, don't you think it is?"

"Of course." The big man replied immediately, "A certain family is not the bandit who takes the arrogantly."

"That's easy to say." Li Changan smiled, and pointed back with his shovel, "The village that the servant is looking for is right in front. Are you looking for the person..."

He pointed to the grave under his feet.

"...It's all here!"

When the Taoist priest's voice fell, he saw that the big man stared into copper bells, his hair and beard were wide, and his voice was like thunder: "Who did it?!"

Li Changan pointed at him.

Although this man was rugged, his mind was active, and he immediately understood what Li Changan meant... His face blushed and white, and finally he sighed. He just led the horse to find a stone, sat down cross-legged, and took it out of his pocket. Taking out a cloth bag, untie it is just a yellow bun.

He broke the only bun in half.

"Daoist?"

"Not hungry."

The man wrapped up half of the steamed bun again, tucked it back into his pocket, took out a water sac, filled a large mouthful, coughed violently, then picked up the steamed bun and ate it.

He eats very slowly, it is not that he cherishes food, it is more like taking this time to rest. But no matter how slow it was to eat, it was only half a bun, and couldn't stand a few mouthfuls of such a big man like him. Soon this half of the steamed bun entered his stomach, and he sat for a while before turning on his horse.

At this time, the Taoist priest was waving his shovel to fill the grave. The big man hesitated for a while, and still asked:

"The Daoist is Liu Heizi's person?"

"Who?" The Taoist was sweating profusely while waving his shovel.

This answer made the big man a sigh of relief. He clasped his fist and said, "The Taoist chief's mercy family admires very much, but the Taoist chief should leave as soon as possible."

"Why?" The Taoist shoveled the loess and filled it into the pit, "because of these vain villagers?"

Hearing this, this big man was on the spot, with a thousand words in his chest, and in the end he only turned into a clasped fist.

"The Taoist cherishes it, there will be a period later."

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Closing his eyes for the corpse, Li Changan straightened his waist and hammered his spine. This hard work is finally over, the corpse at his feet is the last person to be overwhelmed, and then just close the grave for it.

Taoisti slipped away the increasingly tattered shovel, his ears moved, and he heard the sound of messy horseshoes.

"Why is that big beard back again?"

Li Changan was quite puzzled, and he digs out the grave with his shovel without much thought.

But as soon as he turned out the pit, he realized that something was wrong. The beard was no more than one person and one horse, but the sound of horseshoes was too dense at this time. He glanced up sharply, and first saw a young general in a white robe and white horse leading Shi Lai riding a hundred paces in front of him, everyone shooting their bows and arrows at him.

The Taoist priest hit a violent spirit, shrank and rolled back into the mud.

"Puff chick chick."

Arrows rushed in randomly and stuck in the mud and corpses in the pit. Outside, there was a mess of laughter at the same time.

Li Changan pulled up a few arrows inserted on the corpse. They were uniform in shape and well-made, and then recalled the uniform costumes of the knights. It's all right, it's a serious officer and army.

"Turtle grandson."

He bitterly kept the arrow on the ground, picked up the shovel, and turned up.

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Under the chaos of arrows, the Taoist priest was unscathed, and Zhang Zhihu also cared too much. It was only because of the lack of opportunities to move his muscles and bones in the past few months, and the archery skills were a little rusty.

This time he went out in person, not just to come out and lively, stay in the barracks, besiege the city for a few months without attacking, it is really boring.

He was flying away from the sky, but the Taoist priest turned his shovel out of the mud again.

"He was a reckless man who knew nothing about life and death."

He waved his hand and asked his subordinates to put away their bows and arrows. What a pity that he finally found the joy of dying so easily?

"drive!"

Zhang Zhihu urged the white horse under his crotch, and raised the horse like a white python. At this time, the fog had dissipated, and the sun shone from behind the clouds, casting on his silver-white armor, fainting bright light, and the bulging white robe, it really felt like the sky was going down.

"Taoist, when you arrive at Yin Cao Jifu, don't forget to report my name Zhang Zhihu!"

The two were only a hundred steps apart. Under the charge of the war horse, Ma Qian had already forced him to the Taoist priest in a few breaths, but the Taoist priest did not react at all. He also slid the tattered shovel. The long sword at his waist looked like a sword. The furnishings did not look like they were pulled out.

This made Zhang Zhihu very disappointed. He also hoped that the Taoist priest would have two tricks that would bring him a little fun. Unexpectedly, he looked completely shocked, but he did not keep his hands because of it. Instead, he started obliquely. The top pierced with all his strength.

With a stab of horsepower, this not only has the power to crack mountains and rocks, but also has the speed of chasing the wind and chasing the moon. In the past, it was not disadvantageous on the battlefield.

But now, it is pierced empty?

The Taoist priest actually avoided this inevitable blow by just downplaying his side.

Before Zhang Zhihu could recall from the awkward feel of the empty hand, he heard the scream of his own horse in his ears, but the moment he saw the electric light flint, the man not only avoided the horse, but at the same time, he cut the horse's hoof with a shovel. superior.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhihu stumbled, was empty, and fell off at the same time.

He was so experienced, he tried his best to protect his body when he fell, but he still felt black in front of his eyes, his chest was stuffy, and his whole body hurt. The helmet with long white feathers on his head did not know where it rolled down.

He gritted his teeth, just barely braced himself, his eyes were dark, and the Taoist priest had bullied himself.

Zhang Zhihu's reaction was also swift. Although he knelt on one knee, his waist sank, his left hand supported the sheath, and his right hand drew a knife.

With a sound of "clang", a cold light like snow burst out from the mouth of the sheath (harmony).

Unfortunately, Li Changan moved faster, the sword was only halfway out of its sheath, and the Taoist priest stepped on the handle and slammed his counterattack back. Then, he reached out and grabbed the shirt of Zhang Zhihu's neck and pulled it to the ground. He raised the shovel in his hand high and aimed it at the back of his head without helmet protection.

"Hey."

The shovel knocked on the gravel on the ground, bursting out a few sparks, leaving a lump of hair, but unexpected flesh and blood flew across.

Originally, this young general used a trick to "shake his head" at the critical moment, and then gave up his shirt and escaped from the shovel.

"on one's last legs."

The Taoist snorted coldly, and was waiting to catch up with him.

"Boom."

With a few bowstring sounds, Li Changan stopped and pushed away the arrow that hit, and the young white-robed general had been snatched back by his subordinates.

Although Zhang Zhihu was still undecided, he forced his anger to look at Li Chang'an. The Taoist priest also sneered and looked back, but suddenly burst into laughter again.

The young general's face blushed and white, and he drew his knife to point at the Taoist priest.

"You thief Taoist priest, I just accidentally caught your way, what's so funny?!"

"How could it be funny?"

Li Changan hurriedly lifted the shovel with a full face, but saw a large mass of **** hair hanging on the tattered edge of the shovel.

"Unexpectedly, Jun Ye is also a buddha, how can I find me a Taoist priest?"

Zhang Zhihu became dull when he heard the words, and tremblingly touched the top door, which was not only **** but also bald.

This shovel is very crude in both materials and forging, and the cutting edge is also quite unsharp. If it is used a lot, the edge is like a rotten scraper. Therefore, that piece of Zhihu's hair was not cut off, but was torn off his scalp abruptly when he shrank his head.

Now, there is a circle of **** blood above his top door, and the dashing white robe teenager just now has become a blood-stained "Mediterranean" in a blink of an eye.

Look at the appearance of this white robe holding a tiger, white horse and white robe, he must be a romantic person who loves to dress up.

"kill him!"

He screamed.

"Kill this chaotic party!"

………

"stop!"

As soon as Zhang Zhihu's hysterical scream fell, he immediately inserted a thunderous sound.

But the tiger's eyes were already red, and he didn't pay attention to the sound at all.

suddenly

"Huh."

Just as the roar of a violent wind rushed in, a black light flashed away from Zhang Zhihu's eyes. The two sides couldn't help looking at the situation, but saw that on the bluestone beside the road, a large four-feathered arrow sank into the stone, leaving only the tail feathers trembling.

"hiss."

Zhang Zhihu was sweating coldly, and the men behind him even took a breath.

The horse's hoofs slammed into the field.

The incoming person took the reins, and the horse "Silulu" rose up and stood in the middle of the two sides.

The horse is a tall yellow pheasant, but underneath it, it looks alive like a pony, and it is the big beard that goes back and forth.

He inserted the iron bow in his pocket, and then took out an object from his arms and threw it at the team of officers and soldiers. Only then did he bow his hands at both sides and said loudly:

"Master Dao, Little General, how about giving up my Yan someone's face?!"

The tiger holding the bow was already like a moon, and as long as he let go, the arrow would come out. But the guy was riding on the horse, looking down, as if a mountain cast a heavy shadow, so that he could not shoot the arrow anyway.

In the end, the young Mediterranean boy just threw his bow and arrow to the ground and pointed the halberd at the big man:

"The officers and soldiers arrested the chaos of the party, you guys will also fail to rebel..."

"General." His subordinates suddenly interrupted him and handed Zhang Zhihu the object thrown by the previous man. Fang Fangzheng is a token.

An ordinary brand made of black iron, the young general changed his face when he saw it, and he blurted out:

"Discussing the magic school Weiyan?!"

Seeing his startled appearance, Li Changan thought to himself: Is it possible that this big guy has a big background? He glanced at the man, but the man just stood on the horse and nodded slightly.

"It's a certain house."

The newly promoted young Mediterranean boy's face was full of cloudy and sunny changes, and the men next to him pulled him a lot, and he was reluctant to return the brand to the big man, and retired to salute.

"It turned out that Yan Zhechong was in person."

The big man shook his head and said, "A certain family is no longer in the military, so I dare not say a ‘disruption.’ If a certain person in the army still has a thin face, the little general will give the certain family a face. How about giving up?”

"This..." Zhang Zhihu is very reluctant. It is not difficult to understand that anyone who has his hair pulled out will be so reluctant.

While he was still struggling, the big man waved his hand involuntarily.

"That's the case! A certain family has important tasks and cannot stay for a long time. Little general, you should give your family a good voice for me."

After all, he rode his horse and left, leaving only a large black feather arrow penetrating the rock.

"What's this anticlimactic one?" Li Changan was a little dazed, and Zhang Zhihu, who was opposite, gave Li Changan a few venomous glances, and with a whistle, he led the team to withdraw!

Soon, only Li Changan and a bunch of new graves were left on the flat ground. It was like the vicious fight just now, but it was a phantom in the fog, which dissipated along with the fog.

"It's really inexplicable."

Li Changan shook his head and lifted the shovel. There is another grave that is not filled with soil.