Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

Li Changanfang stepped into this banquet hall, and the thick door slowly closed with a creaking sound, blocking the howls of the unsuccessful demons outside the door.

Before he could take a closer look, surrounded by a group of demons, he stepped into this bright and colorful demons feast.

For good luck.

The monsters who wanted to enter this room couldn't get in, but Li Changan and Yan Xinglie who didn't want to get in were named.

"Let's act on the occasion."

The two said to each other carefully, and they hid among the ten or so selected demons, and took their seats one by one under the arrangement of the waiter.

When Fang sat down, there was a babble in the hall.

The lobby is very spacious, with four pairs of gold pillars supporting the tall roof beams, which are carved into a patio in the center. The sun was shining down, the surroundings were dark, and the center was bright.

Under the central sunlight, it was used as a dance floor. Under the sunlight, several enchanting dancers danced gracefully. When the scarf is flying, the skin is faint, and the eyebrows are shining. The drum music is vigorous, the dance moves are brisk, and it has a somewhat husky taste.

It's just that as the body revolves, there are always long tails sticking out from under the skirt, or furry ears fluttering between the hair. One of the plump dancers turned around with a fragrant wind, and there were three pairs of female sons trembling, and seeing the demon howling in the field, the Taoist priest was stunned.

"This..." He turned his head to look at Yan Xinglie, but the big beard did not see the enchanting in his eyes at all, but silently looked at the arrangement in the hall.

"Oh, how strange is rare, how strange is rare."

He laughed at himself a few words, cheered up, and carefully watched the situation in the hall.

Poor Dao is here to kill, but it can't be so loose.

The four walls of this lobby are solid blue brick walls with no windows open, but there are colorful lights everywhere and it is not dim.

In every corner, there are some monsters dressed as servants. Although each of them looked pleasing to the eyebrows, the undissolved fangs and claws showed that they were not good for each other. At the gate, even the ring-eyed monsters who selected Taoist priests led a group of weapons equipped with them, staring at the field, and shocking some unclear guests.

Around the dance floor, there are seats for guests on both sides.

When Li Changan came in, he noticed the first few seats. Except for the main seat, which was still vacant, the other seats had long been "demon" seated.

Unlike Taoist priests and Beard, this group of people can enter the venue without queuing up at the door to call their names. Naturally, they are the "priest guests" of the mountain monarch.

When discussing countermeasures in the ancient mound, Ma San specifically mentioned that the mountain king always invited some powerful monsters nearby. If the opportunity is found, Taoist priests and bearded men have to be "bad guys" once, and when they are introduced, they may have to weigh in with these "visited guests".

The two of them looked at each other, both eyes were deeply solemn... They don't seem to be easy to deal with!

The one sitting in the chief seemed to be a greasy elder brother, with a windy appearance like a folding fan, but from the waist down was a bucket-thick snake body, hung on a golden pillar next to it.

The golden pillar fell from the ancient trees in the foggy valley, and was invaded by the demon fog day and night.

But the snake demon shook his head and shook his head and applauded, only inadvertently, the red paint on the pillar was cracked and creaked.

On the second seat was a huge black pig with black hairs on its back like thorns, and layers of fat on its belly. Squatting on the seat but its head almost reached the beam. The whole body is in the shape of a pig, and only a pair of front feet are turned into hands for easy access to food.

There is no table in front of him, but a few pieces of cloth are laid on the ground, and there is a mountain of food on it, but the speed is reduced at a speed that is already visible to the naked eye.

Beside this pig demon is a ragged yellow monster. The weirdness of this yellow-clothed monster can be said to be the most human-like and least human-like monster in the field.

Said to be like a person because he has both hands and feet, ears and eyes, a lot of what a person should have, and not a lot of what he shouldn't.

The rosacea, the sky, the cerebrum, the cheekbones are high and protruding, the eyes are as small as beans, the head is flat and the teeth are flat and thin. At a glance, there are only four words-monsters and ghosts.

Before leaving, Ma San also roughly said for the two of them, what powerful demons would appear at the banquet.

For example, the snake demon lived in an ancient tomb in Nanshan and claimed to be the son of Shengqing.

Another example is the pig demon, living in the western swamp, known as the big belly Tai Sui.

Both are famous and evil people, and this yellow-clothed monster...Li Changan silently recalled Ma San’s words. It was **** in the ancient tomb all the year round, and the results were also occasional visits to the house or just a few words out of the mouth of an old ghost. It is quite fragmented and unsystematic, but this sloppy monster in yellow clothes, he seems to have also mentioned it, it seems that it is called... Taoist only to make an impression, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to meet those soya-like eyes. .

The Taoist was taken aback for a moment. He didn't want to have trouble at this moment, so he pretended to turn his gaze indifferently, and pretended to watch the singing and dancing in the field.

"good!"

The dancing girl bent down to reveal three deep gullies, and the Taoist priest and other monsters applauded.

His face was pale because of the yin qi entering his body, showing an expression of excitement that was indistinguishable from other monsters, but he was still very vigilant in his heart.

The eyes of the yellow monster still patrolled him.

What's the matter with this monster?

Could it be... a flaw was seen?

At this time, among the already noisy monsters, cheers were suddenly raised. It was the servants who came in and were about to serve food and drink.

It slightly concealed the embarrassment of the Taoist priest, and the eyes of the man in yellow finally moved away. The Taoist priest was slightly relieved, and hurriedly followed the group of demons to shout and drink.

After the yellow-clothed man's stubble, he also woke up.

At this moment, he was not a Taoist priest who slayed demons and demons, but a demons who came to the banquet on behalf of his relatives, at least before turning his face.

Soon, under Li Changan's yelling, the case in front of him was piled up with food and drink.

The cooking skills of this monster are not bad, and the food supply is abundant, but it is also full of colors and flavors.

See you poorly.

Along the road these past few days, only ghosts and no traces of people have been seen, and the Taoist priests have not found anything decent to fill their stomachs. The dry food in the backpack had been eaten a long time ago, and the only thing left was a green fruit, which was given to him by the ghost monk of Yuyun Temple that day. The color of the fruit is green and green, and you don’t need to taste it just to see it, and you know that the sufferings are hard to bear.

But at this moment, the table in front of him was filled with dried meat and broth, and the smell of meat burrowed into his nose. The Taoist's stomach was greedy, but his hands were slow to move.

Without him.

This is the demon's nest, the ghost knows where the meat comes from, and he can still vividly remember the half human corpse in the kitchen.

However, the meat is too fragrant and greedy. Well, it doesn’t look like human flesh, no, no, no, even if it’s not human flesh, it might be cooked with human oil and human offal... On the case, a meat cutter picked it up and put it down, Li Changan sighed again and again, after all, it was rational. Conquered the gluttons. Fortunately, there was still some fruit on the case, and he picked out some familiar ones, soothing his screaming belly.

"Well, this mulberry is still pretty..."

Suddenly.

He frowned, quickly picked up the cleaver and nailed it to his feet.

Yan Xinglie looked over awakely, and Li Changan waved at him calmly.

After raising the knife, he saw a long-legged centipede with a mottled shell on the tip of the knife. The head was pierced by the tip of the knife. Thick green juice came out from the wound, smelly and pungent.

"poisonous insect?"

The Taoist priest raised his head and faced a ugly face.

"Does this little brother have a very good face?"

But it was the man in yellow who did not know when, moved from the upper seat to the opposite side of the Taoist priest.

He sat slumped on the table, his bloated and tattered clothes unraveled. In the inaudible rustle, from time to time, poisonous insects stick out their heads and claws between the cloth gaps.

He grinned at the Taoist priest, but the way he greeted him was not so kind.

The Taoist slowly shredded the long-legged centipede head and shell, and the green fishy sap stained the blade. In just this moment, the blade was covered with large and small spots. With a little effort, it was crushed into a pile of debris. Then he smiled:

"If you are a newcomer, please forgive me if there is any lack of courtesy."

"Haha, the old ghost dare not call the king..." The man in yellow waved his hand, "...The people who can receive Shanjun's invitation are all from nearby, I don't know what the younger brother is..."

Taoist priests used the words that had been compiled to deceive ghosts.

"The old ghost in the mound is a distant relative of me. Recently, I went out to eat, but I ran into a nosy Taoist priest. He suffered some injuries and was not good at doing things, so I came to meet the world."

"Oh, is the injury okay?"

"It's just a small injury, it doesn't matter."

During these questions and answers, many monsters in the table have been attracted, and even the monster with bronze bell eyes cast their gazes.

This is very bad.

The Taoist smiled on his face and talked to the man in yellow, but his thoughts changed a lot.

As soon as he entered the house, the monster in the yellow clothes looked at him, let the poisonous insect sting him, and used words to get to the bottom, which was really strange.

If this monster sees that he is a stranger and exposes it, then why bother with him; if he doesn't see it, why is it entangled?

Li Changan glanced slightly, and saw Ma San quietly transformed, opening his mouth and making a mouth shape.

scorpion?

Ghost!

Yes! Suffering! I bumped into such a monster so wrongly!

…………

The so-called worms are also poisonous insects.

The ghosts are monsters that resentment like poisonous insects converge into.

Before this trip, among the powerful demons mentioned by Ma San was this ghost, and the Taoist priests didn't care too much at the time.

Thinking about it now is terrible.

When he dealt with that Bai Xiu karma, he burned and killed a lot of Gu worms. For poisonous insects and the like, he can be regarded as full of blood debts, not to blame for attracting the hostility of this ghost.

At the moment when this monster group is about to converge its minions and hide its edge waiting for the opportunity, it is really not good news to be stared at by such a powerful monster.

But fortunately, this ghost targeted himself because of his nature, not his identity. Just be careful to deal with it... Li Changan thought about it.

"That old ghost..."

The ghost suddenly grinned, and his short upper lip stretched, revealing his black and yellow gums.

"...Have been killed by you!"