Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

Giant trees compete for heights, and clouds cover the sun.

The dense forest trail is quite dark and gloomy.

Li Changan looked at the man opposite.

The opponent is very tall, maybe two meters away, but he has a very strong physique.

Like Xiong Feng?

There was a thick beard on his face, and the hair was scattered, and in the dim light, it was impossible to see what it looked like from a distance.

Looks like Zhong Kui?

"This is the person?" Li Changan muttered in his heart, "Why do you look familiar?"

At this moment, the bearded man spoke first:

"Can the Taoist in front of me give way?"

The Taoist was taken aback for a moment, but he smiled and said, "That can't be done."

In order to avoid affecting the people he rescued, he deliberately went to the mountains and forests to stop him, how could he let this big beard pass.

"The beard is chasing a bridegroom?"

"Exactly."

"Heh." The Taoist unfolded his sword, "It just so happens that the poor Dao has been waiting here for a long time."

As soon as the voice fell, the bearded man drew his sword without saying a word.

Although he is big, he is extremely swift and swift, as straight as a vicious tiger, flying and flying in the forest as he travels.

A few steps rushed to the front, and a heavy sword chopped down.

The sword cut open the air, leading to a burst of "ghost crying".

"This strong man seems to be good at it."

Li Changan thought to himself, but he didn't hesitate in his hand, raising his hand with a sword, but it lightly pressed against the blade of the epee.

Obviously, I intend to use the usual "four-two-two-thousand-thousand" method.

However, as soon as Jian Feng touched him, Li Changan's expression changed.

This bearded sword is like a rock on the shore, it can't be touched at all, and it is worthy of rushing sideways to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, with such a swift and heavy sword, that bearded wrist turned, unexpectedly changed halfway.

With a loud shout, he chased Li Changan and swept over.

Li Changan couldn't avoid it, reluctantly put the sword in front of him, and blocked it.

"Boom!"

It is like a hammer hitting a bronze bell, and it will startle the birds in the forest.

Li Changan retreated ten steps in a row to stabilize his figure, but the sword in his hand was still "buzzing" and trembling.

He couldn't help but slap his tongue, this man is so strange. Regardless of how swift and dexterous Li Changan usually uses swords. But in fact, with several changes in the evil spirits, he is much better than normal people in terms of physical fitness, including strength.

But compared with this big beard... He shook his head. Fortunately, this sword was custom-made in modern times at a high price, otherwise it would be a sword ruin.

Li Changan cut off a piece of cloth and wrapped it around the hilt indiscriminately, only to split his jaw.

He looked at the big beard cautiously, but found that instead of taking advantage of the momentum, he was sticking his sword and panting in place.

This person... seems to be injured?

Li Changan tentatively swung his sword to attack, turned around dexterously halfway, and walked around to the side of Bearded...

So many times.

Li Changan finally determined that this bearded man was indeed injured, and that his actions were not very convenient.

The Taoist priest is not a pedantic person, grabbing the opponent's painful foot, and doing things like chasing and fighting with great ease.

Immediately, he changed his strategy and stormed around the beard.

The sword is light and dense, like a drizzle.

However, in the drizzle, one or two swords were occasionally caught in the middle of the drizzle.

The beard was forced to deal with it carefully with swords and swords. After a long time, he finally couldn't hold back. Li Changan seized the opportunity to pick up the weapon, and the sword's head was about to beheaded as soon as he turned.

With the sword present, the bearded reaction is also strange.

He sighed slightly, straightened his waist, closed his eyes and waited for death, acting generously.

Hey.

Li Changan was happy.

How can you behave like a martyr once you are a gangster who is a chivalrous bandit?

At this moment, the Taoist priest took a closer look, and suddenly remembered, wasn't this the big beard that gave him relief that day?

It's weird, how could he be a robber who snatched his relatives with the way that Beard was doing that day?

After such careful consideration, Li Changan finally discovered the strangeness.

I didn't pay attention during the previous fight. Now I look closely at the clothing under the bearded cloak. It is really miserable, blood stained through the coat, but it is dry and condensed, and there are some arrowheads that cut off the poles.

Where can a strongman be so lustful and desperate, suffering such a serious injury, do not rush to deal with the wound, but drag the body of the serious injury, and chase a woman alone?

Thinking about it this way, the woman was also very strange.

When the knife was put on the neck in such a turbulent situation.

Where did someone marry their daughter at this time?

When Li Changan was thinking about it, the sharp sword in his hand did not forget to touch the neck of the bearded man. But the big beard had already closed his eyes and waited for his death, but for a long while, every movement of the sword was just as the Taoist priest was insulting him, and said in hatred:

"Thief and Taoist, kill if you want! An dare to insult me, Yan Xinglie!"

The Taoist priest also reacted to such a curse, this is not a problem.

Drag the big beard to the bright place under the gap of a forest.

He retracted the sword, shook the robe that leaked everywhere, and pointed at himself.

"Does the poor master still recognize the poor Dao?"

……………………

When Li Changan returned to the mountain road, the woman was no longer visible, only the villagers gathered around, and they didn't know what they were doing.

"What are you doing?"

Upon asking, the villagers saw Li Changan and cheered together:

"Great, Dao Master is back!", "Uncle is saved."...

Then a simple-looking man ran over excitedly.

"road……"

Suddenly, he noticed Yan Xinglie, who was following Li Chang'an, his tongue trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

"Reassured." Li Changan smiled, "This brother Yan may not be a bad person."

Then he asked: "Where is the girl before?"

"That young lady?" The man secretly glanced at the big beard, moved a few steps back, and then replied, "It hasn't been long since you entered the forest. She said she was afraid that her family would be worried, so why didn't he persuade her to leave. NS."

After speaking, he showed an eager look.

"Daoist, please help my third uncle, he doesn't know what's wrong with him?"

"how?"

Li Changan followed the man into the crowd.

I saw the old man with injured legs and legs, sitting on the ground with his back facing him, his hands and feet trembling constantly.

Could it be... epilepsy?

"Old man, you..."

The old man suddenly turned his head, his face flushed, blue veins popped up, as if he had taken some illegal drug, and he was extremely excited and burst into tears, and his voice was sharp and thin.

"Bailian came to the world, Wanmin turned over!"

What?

Li Changan was inexplicable. Suddenly, his right leg was tight. He looked down, but the simple and honest man showed the same excitement and hugged his right leg.

Immediately afterwards.

The villagers all around came up at the same time, with strange excitement on their faces.

Put your arms around your waist, lay hands, and block your feet.

Even Li Changan can hardly break free for a while.

At this time, several men on the periphery, holding steel knives in their hands, shouted "Kill evil spirits", and slashed towards Li Changan.

"Oops, do you want a sailboat in the gutter?"

Suddenly, Li Changan's eyes went dark, and a majestic figure stood in front of him.

It was Yan Xinglie who came to the rescue.

Suddenly, before he had time to draw the sword, he opened his arm and swept towards the steel knife.

However, under the chaotic blade, wherever a pair of arms can stop him, if he dodges, Li Changan behind him will be exposed to the blade. He also had to rely on the thick cloak, raising his hand sideways and stiffly taking a few stabs. Fortunately, these villagers hadn't touched the handle of the knife, and even if the cloak was cut, the wound left was not deep.

The beard seized the opportunity, pulled off his cloak, and swept away the villagers.

Immediately afterwards, a yellow talisman bit in his mouth, his hands were knotted, his abdomen bulged high, and then he collapsed suddenly.

Exhale and make a sound.

"Huh! Ha!"

Suddenly, with him as the center, a sound wave visible to the naked eye spread.

As the sound blew, Li Chang'an was immediately confused and stupefied for a while before he woke up.

Shaking his head and looking around, the restraints on his body were loosened, and all the villagers fell to the ground.

"Taoist don't panic."

Yan Xinglie turned around and said:

"They were caught by the demon girl's confusing mind, they were awakened by me and fainted for the time being, and they would wake up soon..."

As he said, the beard suddenly fell to his knees, coughing up a large mouthful of blood.

Li Changan was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to hold him, but Yan Xinglie waved his hand and refused.

He stood up forcibly, and said to the Taoist priest:

"Yan's mission is here, don't dare to delay, see you again."

After all, he had to hold on to chase the "witch" in his mouth.

Li Changan hurriedly stopped him, thinking: As far as your physical condition is, what can you do if you catch him?

After thinking for a while, Li Changan asked:

"Who is that demon girl?"

The beard hesitated for a moment, thinking that the crazy people had leaked the news before, and said:

"Does the Taoist priest know the White Lotus Sect?"

"Bailianjiao?" Li Chang'an was taken aback, blurted out: "That Tianzi No. 1 dung stick?"

This sect was so famous that Li Changan was deeply impressed.

He still remembered that when he was ganging up with Liu Lao Dao, one time he was in the countryside and looked at a goddess, using the trick of "getting into the oil with bare hands" to fool the villagers. Li Changan was about to expose it immediately, but was dragged by Liu Laodao and left.

"Boy, if you come across this white lotus cult after walking around the rivers and lakes, don't say anything, just take a detour."

"why?"

"Do you know where there are three kinds of people in the world that you can't provoke?"

"Old man, woman, child?"

"Bah, it's a master, a madman, and a lot of people."

"Who is this White Lotus Sect?"

"All three things!"

Later, Liu Laodao explained in detail, and Li Changan only knew about it. This white lotus religion has gathered a large number of side-doors, many of whom are experts from all walks of life. For hundreds of years, he has only done two things, one is to fool the people, and the other is to rebel against the flag. Regardless of the prosperous and troubled times, and the years of plentiful calamity, death will never stop, as if the meaning of existence is to disrupt the universe.

Hearing the three words "stirring **** stick", Yan Da Huo nodded with approval.

"This demon girl is an important role in the White Lotus Sect. She used to work in the forest because she thought that the Taoist priest was the one who came to meet her in the White Lotus Sect. If this time she is allowed to escape..."

Yan Xinglie recalled the tragic determination of the corpses of his colleagues in the deserted house.

"Yan must be blamed for all his deaths."

After speaking, he gritted his teeth and wanted to leave, but was forcibly held by Li Changan.

"Brother Yan, be at ease."

"Pan Dao does this for you."