Zen Strange Records

Chapter 67: The Phantom of the Night
"Come in, you are a monk, are you still afraid of ghosts?" Yeluli gave Ye Xiaosan a contemptuous look, and sat on a dusty chair to himself.

It seems that this place used to be an inn, the space on the first floor is very large, three or two dilapidated tables and chairs are scattered all over the place, and the breath is full of unpleasant musty smell.

But the strange thing is that before the two came, they saw many brightly lit houses, obviously it was not a deserted village, but looking at the degree of abandonment of the houses, most of them had been abandoned for a long time, it was really strange.

"We'd better be cautious, this place feels weird." The real monk is fine, but it's a pity that Ye Xiaosan knows that he is a fake monk, and he can't even recite the Diamond Sutra, so he doesn't expect to be able to drive away evil spirits and avoid harm. At this moment, he put the task behind him.

Yeluli nodded, and then rubbed his lower abdomen with some discomfort: "We didn't eat anything on the way, why don't we find something to eat here."

Hearing this, Ye Xiaosan glanced at the dusty room with pain. Not to mention whether he could find food in this place, even if he did find it, he wouldn't dare to eat it!

But since someone spoke, even if he didn't want to, he could only cheer up and search. Fortunately, after a day, the wound on his body has healed up to seven or eighty-eight, which is one of the few benefits of Phoenix Blood.

"Is anyone there?" Stepping on the creaking wooden stairs, Ye Xiaosan went all the way to the second floor. Unlike the first floor, this place is relatively clean. It is divided into four rooms and opened a door at will. At the door, a soft-looking big bed appeared in front of him, other than that, there was nothing else.

"Huh?" Just as he was about to close the door and exit, something suddenly caught Ye Xiaosan's attention. Under the dark bed, there seemed to be something shining brightly. Driven by curiosity, Ye Xiaosan slowly leaned over. Passed by and looked intently.

"Hoo!" There was a piercing sound, and from the darkness, a small silver flying knife shot towards the face. Ye Xiaosan was taken aback, and turned around in desperation, and the guqin on his back was hard After receiving one shot, the flying knife fell to the ground weakly with a "clang".

At the same time, Yeluli's exclamation came from downstairs, adding to Ye Xiaosan's anxiety: "Could it be that there is really a ghost here?"

Guessing in his heart, Ye Xiaosan lifted the double hooks, and slammed the bed in front of him fiercely. The bed was already very old, and Ye Xiaosan shot with anger, under one blow, it was instantly shattered.

"Who!" With a loud shout, Ye Xiaosan pulled back, only to find that the door behind him had been quietly closed at some point. At this moment, a black shadow squirmed out from under the broken bed, and the scene was extremely haunting.

"Take your life!" The black shadow shouted sinisterly, and in the darkness, a silver light followed like a shadow, stabbing at Ye Xiaosan like a ghost.

"Hmph, play tricks." Thinking of Ku Jiang's promise, Ye Xiaosan emboldened, kicked, but kicked out the wooden boards that had just been scattered on the ground, and hit the silver light stabbing directly at him. At the same time, double hooks on his chest Fighting, using the second style of Bo Xun's six methods, which is different from the first style of eye-smell coloring. It does not rely on illusions to confuse people, but disturbs people's minds with sloppy sounds, so as to hurt people purpose of life.

When the two hooks struck each other, the seemingly invisible music drifted away, which was particularly alluring in the middle of the night. When the black figure heard the music, his figure paused slightly, and the stabbing silver light also dimmed a bit.

"Great opportunity!" Ye Xiaosan lifted his spirits, and shot out the silver hook in an instant. Seeing that the winner was already decided, he didn't want his feet to suddenly go empty, and fell down with a crash.

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"Well, it's a pity, there are still some aspects of that kung fu that have not been clarified, but the stone tablet has been destroyed." Watching Ye Xiaosan walk up to the second floor, Yeluli took off his shoes and rubbed his sore feet. A few days have hurt the self who will be used to raising him.

There are no subordinates who are on call, and there is no waiter with rich clothes and fine food. It is certain that you are not used to it, but after thinking about the figure who is desperately protecting her, the girl slightly raised the corner of her mouth, feeling not bad?
It's just a pity that the stone room, the girl instinctively felt that there were still some unknown secrets hidden in that stone room, but after the surprise attack by the unknown Miao Jiang man, she had to give up.

"Oh, I'm so hungry, why is that guy so slow?" Resisting his stomach's inelegant sound, Yeluli stood up dissatisfied. Ye Xiaosan has been up for so long, why is there no response ?

Thinking like this, the girl was about to leave for the second floor when suddenly a gust of cool wind blew through the lobby, and several oil lamps were extinguished at the same time.

Yelu's heart suddenly jumped, and he pulled out the sword in his waist in an instant. He said that his weapon was originally a broadsword, but after he came to the Central Plains, he was worried that holding a sword would hinder the image of a girl, so he changed it unconsciously. With the long sword, it has been a lot easier for such a long time.

"Who is playing tricks here!" Yeluli scolded, but there was no response for a long time, and there was no sound: "Huh? Could it be that it's just the wind?"

The girl tilted her head, looked puzzled at the closed door and the silent second floor, Yeluli stood cautiously and listened attentively.

"Ha!" Suddenly, a strange voice sounded from under the feet, and at the same time, something that seemed to be a claw climbed onto the girl's thigh!
"Ah!" Yeluli screamed when someone touched his thigh suddenly, and pulled back, but the claw seemed to follow him like a shadow, and he couldn't break free at all.

Yeluli was very angry, and he was not afraid of accidentally hurting himself. The long sword in his hand slashed viciously at his captured left leg. The man seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly let go of his claws, dodging to dodge.

"Come if you want, leave if you want!" Yeluli gritted his teeth, spat, and kicked the dodging figure with his kick. It can be said that this kick contained seventy percent of the girl's skill. With this kick, he would spit out a mouthful of blood even if he didn't die, but the figure didn't seem to be afraid, his figure was in a daze, and one paw blocked the girl's feet.

With a clang, the claws flew out backwards and hit the ceiling above the two of them.

"Are you just pretending to be a ghost?" Yeluli calmed down upon seeing this. He put his long sword across his chest and quietly stepped back. At the same time, he was very angry. Why is this bastard Ye Xiaosan so unreliable? Isn't he just looking for food? Why haven't you come down after so long?

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a "crash" above my head, and a figure screamed and fell down!

(End of this chapter)