Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

"Long Xiangwei's people are also weird. The prosperous place where Goose City is located can't stop. They prefer to station in that deserted place. No wonder the Taoist master can't find them. The place where they are stationed is called the'Tongliang Collection'. This is a deserted place. There were zombies a few days ago, and there are not many living people. But fortunately, the road is easy to recognize...Cross the hurdle in front, it is Tongliangji. You see, this place I I brought it to you too, don’t you just put the small one back?"

The road was full of weeds that were half-human tall, and horseshoes stepped on it, like splitting waves.

Li Changan didn't respond to the broken mouth of the Fat Thousand Households. This person is very slippery, and since he was dragged out of Goose City by the Taoist priest, he has found all kinds of reasons to shirk. However, the Taoist priest is also very incompetent, and he has no choice but to take the call Niu Er's guy said that the relationship between the two, such as Liu Bei and Guan Zhang, was that they couldn't sleep if they weren't sleeping together at night.

Pooh!

Where is such a fat Liu Bei? Where is such a stupid Guan Zhang?

The Taoist priest ignored him, and the fat thousand households were not discouraged. But the Taoist priest in front suddenly reined in the reins, and the whip pointed to the front.

"Thousand households, is this the deserted collection you are talking about?"

What?

Thousands of households are unclear, so when they looked up, they opened their mouths wide.

Under the hills ahead, the low fences, row upon row of tiled houses, and simple long streets are just like in the past. But where did the hustle and bustle of people on the street come from?

Shaking shoulders one after another, the excitement is extraordinary. Even standing here, you can see the urchins playing, the shopkeepers hawking along the street, the steaming heat from the restaurants...

Where is this deserted place, it is clearly a bustling market!

"It's impossible!" Qianhu was still hesitating, but Niu Er had already yelled. "Most of the people in the collection were infected with corpse poison and became living corpses. The most powerful one is the head that I smashed with my own hands!"

Li Changan looked at the two carefully but did not seem to be fake?

Could it be that this is another ghost market?

He raised his head, and a wet sun was floating among the clouds.

The Taoist couldn't help but smile.

Where does the ghost market come from?

But since it's not a ghost, it's human.

The Taoist pondered for a moment, and finally smiled and drove down the hill.

I had known that there would be no peace on the road.

At this time, I have no fear of embarking on such a encounter!

……………………

The copper beams are surrounded by a low wall, which is made of stones, soil, bamboo and wood. When they get closer, they can see that they are covered with moss, and some places have collapsed, revealing a sense of decadence. , Which is quite inconsistent with the bustle and noise in the market.

At the doorway, there were seven or eight soldiers with a flow of air around a woman who hugged a pipa and seemed to make a living selling singing. The woman couldn't get off, so she had to deal with it.

When the three of them got close, one person was separated, dangling a horoscope, and spreading out his hand as soon as he came over.

"Entering six essays, plus two essays for beasts."

The Fat Thousand Households saw this place strangely, and he made up his mind to act in a low-key manner. Unexpectedly, after hearing the asking price of the gatekeeper, he was blown up.

"Unreasonable! Ben... Goose City only collects three pennies, how can you be born in your country, it has doubled!"

The **** didn't panic at all, and replied lazily:

"Ordinary poor ghosts have just collected three pennies."

As he said, he looked up and down the thousands of households and laughed.

"If you have oily water like you, of course you have to charge more."

"Qiu Ba who killed a thousand swords..."

Qianhu was trembling with anger, but before he finished cursing, the gatekeeper on the opposite stared strangely.

"Dare to fight taxes? Can't rebel if you want to?! Brothers!"

He yelled, and the gang of soldiers gave up the woman and surrounded them happily.

Seeing this battle, Qian Hu didn't panic. Seeing all the loose appearances, not to mention the Taoist priests around him, even Niu Er could easily clean them up. He just feels funny. On weekdays, he is the only one who puts the hat of "rebellion" on others. He didn't realize that this hat can still be put on his own forehead.

He sneered again and again, and he was about to reveal his identity and give a good lesson to these few people.

But suddenly.

The Taoist chuckled softly.

"You...huh."

Li Changan glanced at the gate guards, who faintly surrounded the three of them, although they acted arrogantly.

"It's the White Lotus..."

As soon as the word "Jiao" was exited, the gatekeeper suddenly rushed forward, his face was still laughing, but his figure was no longer loose.

The waist knives and spears were discarded. They only slid out the long and short daggers in their sleeves. They were stabs at the three of them within a short distance. The daggers were glowing with gloom, and they must be poisonous!

But at the same time.

The woman next to her slapped the pipa and ejected two short swords from it. The sword was thin and thin, the sword light was thorough, and it swung like two streams of light, with a powdery aroma. It circled around the three of them, and Or fell back to the place and was hidden by the woman again in the Pipa.

The gate guards who were swept by the streamer seemed to have hit the fixation method and froze at the moment of violent violent.

It's a long stretch, but it's only in the blink of an eye.

Only then did Fat Thousand Household recover his senses and screamed, Niu Er panicked and raised his portable mace.

The woman evaded and backed away two steps, lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her face, and made a gesture to lead the way, and said in a cold voice.

"Please."

"Pouch."

With the sound of blood splashing, the corpses of the gate guards fell to the ground.

Qian Hu and Niu Er's expressions were gray and defeated, and they opened their mouths. Without saying anything, Li Changan stuffed the sheep into Qian Hu's arms and patted him on the shoulder.

"Let's go."

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In the collection, the excitement around him did not give Qian Hu the slightest sense of security, but made him even more uneasy.

It's dead!

In the collection, these pedestrians didn't even react at all!

He couldn't help but glanced back. The body at the city gate was gone, but the scene of Qiu Ba molesting a woman was still on stage, but Qiu Ba and the woman changed faces.

He shuddered, hugged the white lotus holy sheep tightly, followed the Taoist priest in three steps and two steps.

At this moment, a few children suddenly rushed out of the crowd, just strumming but not avoiding pedestrians, and bumped into them without thinking.

The fat thousand households are about to kick the child away subconsciously, but as soon as he lifts his foot, he is a stimulus.

wrong!

He dilated his pupils, and the child was wearing a candied haws lottery ticket, clearly shining with the cold metal light!

He opened his mouth to call for help, but a strong stench rushed into his mouth and nose.

"Receive Yexiang, close Yexiang... Excuse me."

A night scented woman suddenly inserted in front of the thousand households. The "child" did not stop and slammed into the dung bucket, but the night scented woman quickly picked up the lid and covered the dung bucket!

The dung bucket shook and clanged a few times, but there was no more movement.

Only then did Ye Xiangfu raised her head, looked at Qian Hu's fat face that was distorted in panic, smiled and pointed to the front.

He turned his head and saw that the Taoist had already slapped him more than ten steps away, and even Niu Er was clever once, and he was tightly attached to the Taoist priest, only thinking about it and falling in the end.

Damn it!

Even if you don't worry about the life and death of your official, don't you care if the white lotus saint woman is snatched away?

Fat Qianhu had already scolded Li Chang'an's 18th generation ancestors in his heart, but he dared not delay his actions, so he hurried to keep up.

Just after catching up with the two of them, they didn't walk a few steps, and the eyes suddenly darkened.

He looked up and saw that there was a shed on the left side of the street, and a long shadow cast down, covering most of the street.

"Beware."

The Taoist priest who had been reticent along the way suddenly reminded him.

Beware? What to watch out for?

Qianhu looked around vigilantly, but found nothing strange. On the contrary, Niu Er, strained his face and said.

"Sun."

Sun?

Qianhu reacted suddenly, yes, the sun was born in the sky on the right, and how could the shadow of the shed on the left be cast to the right?

His grandma is a bear!

Suddenly, the thought that flashed through the mind of this fat thousand households was:

Niu is not stupid.

Wouldn't he be the stupidest person who thought he was stupid? !

However, this little anger disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, but in the corner of the eye, in the shadow cast by the shed, jagged ripples suddenly appeared, and a dense and dense thorn appeared from the shadow, like a beast propped up. The barbs on the tongue coating.

Thousands of double-share battles.

"Daoist..."

At this moment.

"boom."

At the restaurant on the opposite side of Long Street, the store turned the iron pan, and the splashing oil mist was instantly ignited. The fire light was cast across most of the street, poured into the shadow of the abnormal change, as if poured into boiling oil, making a "sizzling" sound.

The fire came suddenly and received faster.

Thousands of households look at it again, where is there any shadow? Not to mention any spikes.

Looking at the store again, he smiled and stood in front of the stove, making a "please" gesture to the three of them.

This situation, Fat Thousand Husband also understands, it is clear that there are two groups of people pretending to be Tongliang concentrators, fighting around the three.

One of them must be the White Lotus, and the other is...Long Xiangwei? This speculation made him even more suspicious. In recent years, he has been reliant on the world to become chaotic, the local armed forces are endless, and he is disrespectful to the above. He did not realize that Zhenfusi is a big business in the end. It is an eye-opener today. Be cautious, behave with his tail sandwiched.

Some thoughts flew in his mind, and his pace was not slow, and he was close to Li Changan. For a while, there were no more moths, but there were more and more pedestrians around, and more and more crowded. His figure was already fat and big, and he was not rubbed by the crowd to stand unsteadily. , Almost fell to the ground.

He tried his best to stabilize his figure, a little irritated in the first second, and the fat all over his body trembled with his voice in the next second.

"Dao, Chief Dao..."

"how?"

Li Changan looked back.

"He, he, they..."

Thousand households gave random pointers, his tongue knotted, and his voice sounded like a gossamer.

"No shadow."

The Taoist looked calm.

"Right?"

When the voice fell, the noise around him suddenly stopped, and the flow of people suddenly stopped. Or soliciting customers, or picking goods, or men and women, or babies in swaddling...the people all over the street stopped moving at this moment, and then they didn’t move, turning their heads just a little bit. Coming over, very different faces, with the same hollow eyes embedded in them, faintly faced the three of them.

Fat Qianhu turned his face away, crying.

"Um!"

"Don't panic."

Li Changan pointed to the front.

"Look at it."

But at the end of the long street pointed by the Taoist priest, a gray-bearded merchandiser put down the wooden box he picked on his shoulders, took a rattle from his waist, and shook it gently.

"Boom."

The first sound is soft and crisp.

The **** of the two cargo boxes were opened.

"boom."

The second sound was dull and loud.

A yellow paper crane flew out of the cargo box, spreading its wings and hovering over the head of the trader, followed by the second, third, and fourth... endlessly, swarming out, with the sound of buzzing wings flapping. In the middle, the mighty, almost trying to cover the clouds and the sun, even the trader was also covered.

And just at this time.

"Boom!"

The third sound was like a thunder burst.

Countless paper cranes are like huge waves, pressing down towards all the creatures on the long street.

Fat Qianhu almost thought he was going to be crushed to pieces. He closed his eyes and waited after his death, but only waited for a breeze to blow his face, he carefully opened half of his eyes.

Just watching a paper crane hit a pedestrian, the pedestrian immediately disappeared like the dew under the sun, and the snow melted quickly without a blink of an eye.

The paper crane also burned on its own, and the wreckage floated in front of Qian Hu's eyes, and it was rolled up. The yellow paper made the background and the cinnabar was outlined. It turned out to be a yellow talisman.

Qian Hu widened his eyes and looked up.

At this moment, the Tongliangs were concentrated, where there was a half-person figure, only the bleak streets and the decaying houses on both sides.

The remaining paper cranes fluttered their wings and returned, and the wind rolled up the ground and scattered ashes.

The shopkeeper raised his hand to a building at the end of the street.

"Please."

……………………

This is a restaurant.

The unusual pattern, the unusual decoration, and the unusual ones are the guests present here.

Either the body shape is vigorous, or the spirit is full, or the body is alien, or the awe-inspiring, it seems that they are all rare masters. They are clearly divided into two groups, one on the left and the other on the right.

The attire on the left is messy, with a vaguely weird scent, and it must be the White Lotus. The one on the right is covered in black clothes and a cloak, thinking it is Zhenfu Silong Xiangwei.

The Taoist priest stood at the door and didn't go in. He just looked around for a while and saw that although the two sides were a bit arrogant, they showed no signs of fighting.

Although all the way, the two sides seemed to fight happily. Now it seems that the actual situation is mostly restraint. Presumably, the Zhen Fusi and the Bailian Sect have reached some tacit understanding regarding the White Lotus Saintess.

Gee.

Li Changan was expressionless, but he felt a sense of depression in his heart for a while. For the eyes that contained various emotions in the door, I felt even more that this time came out of excitement, and was about to lose out.

Ever since, he stuffed Yan Xinglie's waist card into the arms of Fat Thousand Husbands, and he just turned around and left!

Since Saint Bai Lian had already been brought, the matter had nothing to do with him, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with these two groups of people.

This one caught two groups of people by surprise. For this moment, they didn't know how many wooing and threats they had prepared, how many intrigues they had gone through, and how many conspiracy and tricks they had set up... Unexpectedly, Li Changan threw people in between the two sides and left them cleanly.

Only a person dressed as a Taoist priest in Long Xiangwei wakes up and hurriedly got up and asked.

"Friend Xuanxiao, where is Captain Yan?"

The Taoist priest wore a long sword and never looked back.

"Dead."

…………………………

That night.

Inn.

The sword cried in the box.

Li Changan pressed it lightly, and this sword embryo that caused Yan Xinglie's headache, stepped on it a few times, and it actually settled down.

Probably because of the magical power of "swordsmanship".

The unruly bronze sword embryo in Yan Xinglie's hands became fascinating in Li Changan's hands. It seemed that the Zhongshan wolf who was unfamiliar suddenly became an occasionally arrogant cat.

It's a pity that it's just a sword embryo after all. It doesn't take a long time to use it, and a lot of sword energy will be vented. If you want to use it again, you have to spend time to accumulate sword energy before it can be driven.

However, Rao was so, and it was enough to teach Bailian a lesson.

That's right.

White lotus religion.

Li Changan knows that the White Lotus Sect is not a tolerant master. Having planted such a big somersault on himself, even the young master has lost it. They are determined not to give up. Moreover, since the Saint White Lotus has been handed over, their revenge is bound to follow.

Feijian was alive and sounded a warning.

Presumably uninvited guests have come to the door.

At this time, the room with closed doors and windows suddenly swayed.

The dim candle light flickered a few times, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a faint green light.

coming!

Li Chang'an looked awe-inspiring and moved away.

next moment.

But his eyes widened.

……………………

Yuzhou, Thousand Buddha Temple.

In the mountain top chamber, the big monks were all frowning.

"How can it be? How can it be?"

"How could it not be like this! Since the flesh Buddha can evolve the devil's cave, naturally so can the corpse monk."

"It's a pity that my Thousand Buddha Temple has a century-old reputation."

"It doesn't matter if it's just reputation, it's the Demon Cavern, which is our foothold. Now there is such a big omission...it's difficult, can you afford it?"

His eyebrows were raised upside down, and he was about to curse back, but the host monk above smashed the wooden fish to the ground.

"All right!"

"Does noisy help?"

There was a moment of silence underneath.

Upon seeing this, the host monk let out a sigh of relief and called:

"Hey, the layout in that cave will remain the same tomorrow."

"But that corpse monk..."

"You use your brain! It is the corpse monk who hid in the demon cave, not the monster out of the demon cave. Arrange more manpower to guard the cave entrance day and night!"

"It's difficult."

The first monk came out.

"The reason for this is all due to your monk's negligence of duty. You have to send more people to quickly catch the corpse monk. If there are more mistakes, I will only ask you!"

After being unreasonable and short of breath, I had to respond in a low voice.

In the end, the host monk took a deep look at everyone present, and looked at all of them nervously, and then said:

"Remember! This matter is top secret in the temple, so it must not be leaked."

The meeting dissipated, and the host was left alone again, and he repeatedly asked.

"You have to hurry up on this matter. If a few days later, when the Saint Bailian goes up the mountain, Yuzhou Zuojin will become more and more crowded and risky of exposure."

Speaking of the upcoming "Miscellaneous People Waiting", the host suddenly thought of one person.

"By the way, has the realization passed back?"

"No, the order is still pending at the old temple at the foot of the mountain."

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At the foot of Yeshan, the old temple of the Thousand Buddhas Temple.

It is said to be an old temple, but in fact it was only a small temple where three monks chanted sutras. Because of this relationship, the Thousand Buddha Temple also occasionally funded repairs. After hundreds of years, although the shabby remains, it has not collapsed in the end.

After three nights, the cool prisoner.

Realizing that the old monk tucked a quilt for the little apprentice, he fumbled into the Buddhist hall alone and silently recited the sutras to the statues of the three patriarchs.

He had a dream again.

This dream is very simple. Only a young handsome monk told him: There will be a catastrophe in the Temple of Thousand Buddhas!

He firmly believes that this is a warning given to him by the patriarch, otherwise he would not smash his own master in exchange for an excuse to return to the Thousand Buddha Temple.

But he visited all the way these days, but he didn't see where the disaster should be.

Is the condition of Thousand Buddha Temple bad?

Oops.

The monks in the temple are like merchants, powerful, officials, bandits, and robbers, except that they are not like monks.

But can it be called a catastrophe?

Do not.

Although the monks in the monastery do not practice the Dharma, they are considered to be careful about their family business, and there is no indiscriminate killing of innocents, adultery and child abuse. Although the demon cave is abused, the golden bodies of the sages are often embezzled, but the three-shenzhen Buddha and the main patriarchs But it is still in good condition; even this old temple, although a little dilapidated, is still much repaired.

Few people know that the Huamo Cave is actually just the appearance. The Great Demon Array composed of the three-body Buddha, the old temple, and the golden figure of the patriarch is the foundation of the Thousand Buddha Temple. As long as these things are intact, the Thousand Buddha Temple can stand fall!

But in that case, where should the great catastrophe of the Patriarch's dream lie?

The old monk was puzzled.

Just at this time, people outside the temple barked loudly.

He got up and pushed open the temple door, but saw many torches lit in the village next to the small temple.

"what happened?"

He asked loudly.

"Monk monsters have entered the village to eat people!"