When I was very young, before going to bed at night, my mother or grandma would tell me some stories about cannibalism or vixen, and scare me to say that if I don’t go to bed quickly, I’ll let the ghosts catch me.

Therefore, this thing of ghost has been in my heart for many years.

On the dark night, a big hand suddenly appeared behind my neck, making me unable to move. The first thought that came out of my mind was to encounter a ghost.

When I was pressed by a ghost in my sleep, I couldn't move all over, and it was a bit similar now...

Not a ghost...who else can it be?

"Swoosh! Swoosh..."

I was carried from the back of my neck by the "ghost" and the wind was heard loudly in my ears. The environment I was in was in a straight line and quickly retreated, just like a gust of wind blew me directly into the yard of Mu's hometown thirty meters away.

“…”

The lights in Mu's hometown suddenly went out, and the voices of Uncle Fan and Mu's elders were also paused.

"who?"

The first person to jump out of the house was Uncle Fan. His face was bearded, his eyes were like a small light bulb, his burly body was full of a sense of aversion to his body.

That posture was like he was about to be ready to kill a pig.

"Bang!"

At this time, I was thrown directly into the corner of the yard by the big hand, and I was still unable to move all over. It hurts to fall. I wanted to shout loudly, but I couldn't make a sound, and I couldn't even open my mouth.

The blood in the body became like a solid.

Japanese ball!

At this time, I also saw that it was not the one who caught me, but the old Taoist priest who had met several times, the uncle Ma Yunyang of Quanzhen Longmen.

This old guy was wearing a green robe and a gray beard with a foot-long gray beard. He was automatically in the wind, and his eyebrows were inch long, his eyes were squinting, and his blades were shining with a cold light.

Under his feet were he stepped on round-mouthed pineapple shoes, and between his arms was a black iron handle and white-haired whisk.

"Tianqi?"

Uncle Fan also noticed me who was thrown into the corner of the wall, and seemed a little surprised why I was caught by the old Taoist priest.

"I wonder what the Taoist priest is coming late at night?"

Uncle Fan clasped his fists, as if the heroes met each other on TV, greeting the old Taoist priest.

"Who..."

Mr. Mu lifted up the curtain of his house, bent over, and put one hand behind his back, slowly leaving the house.

"Oh……"

The old Taoist priest's eyes went directly over Uncle Fan, and waited for Mr. Mu to appear before speaking, "It turns out that he is a member of the witch sect. I don't know where my nephew Ma Yunyang offended you. He was actually extracted from three souls and seven spirits, and he was reincarnated forever."

His voice was not at all like an old man, cold and cold, and it was as powerful as a rock.

"The Taoist priest has found the wrong person!"

Old Mu looked wooden and his other hand was also carried behind him.

“Ahhhh…”

Lying in the cold corner, I was crazy inside, like a nightmare, stretched out my hand, stretched out my feet, opened my mouth to shout for help from Uncle Fan and Grandpa Mu, but my body was disobedient and I couldn't move at all.

I'm in a hurry!

Suddenly, my blessing came to my heart, and I forced myself to calm down and think about the breath lurking in my belly...

"Not you?"

Let’s talk about the old Taoist priest. When he heard Grandpa Mu’s answer, his eyebrows on his left suddenly raised and he sneered in an instant. The figure rioted, the Buddha dust in his hand rose, and the shadow turned into a white rainbow. Li ignored Uncle Fan and rushed towards Old Mu directly.

Obviously, he is not a talkative person.

"go back!"

Seeing this, Uncle Fan's eyes widened even wider. He flipped his hand and a dark bone-clearing knife appeared in his hand in horror. I couldn't even see where he made the knife.

The knife is black, but the blade is sharp.

"Che..."

The sharp blade cut through the air and directly blocked the Taoist priest and Grandpa Mu with a sharp sound. The sword wind caused by it was even colder than the cold wind outside.

“…”

Even I, who was lying on the ground several meters away, couldn't help but feel excited.

"Bang!"

In the flash of lightning, the whisk in the old Taoist priest swept the sword surface that the soldier slashed over. His figure suffocated and then retreated to his original position.

The white whisk was made of something, but it didn't break a trace.

"Soul-Devouring Sword?"

The old Taoist priest stared at the 'bone-clearing knife' in Uncle Fan's hand, and his expression looked a little solemn, "Are you Fan Tuzi from Kunlun Village?"

Soul-Devouring Sword?

Is there any other reason for Uncle Fan’s pig-killing knife?

In the corner of the wall, I was not impatient or impatient, mobilizing the mysterious aura in my belly to gradually eliminate the sensation of blood in my body, and blinking my eyes to see strange things.

"babble!"

Suddenly, I found that the yard was covered by a very thin black mist from some time...

"Why!"

During the whole process, Mr. Mu remained motionless, as if he was very relieved about Uncle Fan's skills. He just sighed faintly, his eyes became empty and had no intersection, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Read!"

The old Taoist priest seemed to have noticed the abnormality in the yard, and suddenly read a word from his mouth. His left hand was empty and he pinched a strange hand on his chest. In an instant, the air around him suddenly changed, and a faint yellow light rose around him, pushing the black fog three feet away.

"No wonder, under the Soul-Devouring Sword, the spirits of the beasts are swallowed, and you can become famous even in all directions..." The old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was muttering to Uncle Fan.

As he said, he started to step on strange steps under his feet, and with each step, he was shocked to step on the ground with deep footprints.

You know, in the cold winter, adults may not be able to smash the frozen soil in this yard so deeply with a sledgehammer. How strong is this old Taoist priest?

I saw it and screamed in my heart.

Also, with every step he took, the yellow light on his body changed color, blue, green...

"Stop him, this is the Little Five Elements Divine Thunder Gang Step..."

The focus of Old Mu's eyes finally came. When he saw the old Taoist priest's actions, his face changed drastically. He raised his hands suddenly and whispered to the sky and recited some languages ​​that I had never heard before.

“Huhu…”

In the yard, the hazy black fog, stirred by magical big hands, made a whimpering sound toward the old Taoist priest.

"Bang!"

At the same time, when he heard Mr. Mu's reminder, Uncle Fan stomped his feet and rushed towards the old Taoist priest like a tiger.

Fighting started!

The fight really started, it was just like the scene on TV. This was the scene I saw with my own eyes. I moved my butt a little, and hoped that the scene would be more exciting.

Hey!

My butt can move, I seem to be able to move, thanks for the mysterious aura in my belly...

"boom……"

I was distracted for a moment, and a sudden thunder suddenly poured into my ears.

The thunder was shocked from the old Taoist priest's hands.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang…

Uncle Fan's hand holding the knife trembled like a sieve, staggering back, and the shock in his eyes could not be concealed. Just before that, the old Taoist priest's big hand, shining with lightning, hit the blade.

In the yard, the black fog rolled and dissipated like a nemesis in the thunder...

"puff……!"

I clearly saw a mouthful of blood spurting out of Mu Lao's mouth.

What an old Taoist priest in NB, it seems that Mr. Mu and Uncle Fan are not his opponents. I quietly reached out and touched my eyebrows, and a flying knife appeared in my hand, ready to slap coldly into my hands...
Chapter completed!