Dressed as Jackie Chan Aotian, countless big guys are vying to be my dog ​​licker

Xie Huanyan has no magic weapon to expel evil spirits.

Moreover, the time of this trip was tight, and he could not allow him to buy more. Early the next morning, Kunlun's fairy ship set off first, led by senior brother Yanlu, and led a group of Ting Xuefeng's disciples to Sifang Town.

The fairy ship in Kunlun was no smaller than the ship Xie Huanyan took on the Tianmen Sea that day. Moreover, the fairy ship shuttled through the clouds, burning spiritual crystals, and reached Sifang Town in just half a day.

The monks who heard Xuefeng came down with their swords one after another.

As soon as Xie Wayan stood still, he saw the disciples of Taiqing Villa wearing black clothes. The leader was a female cultivator. After meeting Yan Lu, they exchanged names. Only then did Xie Wayan realize that the other disciple was Taiqing. The chief disciple in the villa.

Just like what he heard Xiaohan say before.

After Butcher Zhang’s body disappeared, young men and women in Sifang Town would still see pigs carrying sedans and Butcher Zhang on horseback in their dreams in the middle of the night. As time went by, Butcher Zhang’s appearance became more and more terrifying. .

"What scares the people in Sifang Town the most is that sometimes in the middle of the night, even if they are awake and not asleep, they can hear the sound of horse hooves and the sound of welcoming brides," said the eldest sister of Taiqing Villa.

"In the past few days, the people in Sifang Town have temporarily moved out of Sifang Town under the arrangement of Taiqing Villa." The speaker was a disciple of Chongtian Sect, who arrived slightly earlier than Kunlun Sword Sect.

Xie Wangyan stood in the crowd and looked at the Sifang Town.

Sifang Town is a typical water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with bluestone roads and flowing water surrounding people's houses... It should have been very lively at first, but at this time, perhaps because the people have temporarily left Sifang Town, such a large town There wasn't anyone around.

Apart from these monks, no one else could be seen.

There was an unpleasant smell in the air, like the smell of something rotten.

At this moment, an old man suddenly appeared in the corner of Sifang Town——

"That's retribution!" The old man looked at the monks and shouted with a smile, "That's retribution."

When Yan Lu heard this, he immediately looked at the old man. After a moment, he turned his eyes to the senior sister. The senior sister said, "This old man is a lunatic in the town."

"On weekdays, I do some cleaning work in the ancestral hall." She explained, "The mortuary customs in Sifang Town require that the corpse not rot, let alone run into water. If it encounters thunder and rain, it will be even more serious, lest it encounter Fake corpse."

The senior fellow from the Chongtian Sect had obviously just arrived, and he immediately asked a question that Xie Yanyan had always cared about, "This mortal doesn't have so many ways to preserve the body. If it comes to the dog days of summer, the decay of the body must be uncontrollable." .”

"Besides, you just said that corpses cannot shed water..." The senior brother seemed to have thought of some scene and asked, "If such a situation really happens, how should we deal with it?"

I saw the senior sister looking troubled.

In the end, someone else from Taiqing Villa answered on her behalf. The answer was a young monk. He looked at Yan Lu and the others and said, "You need to be licked clean by filial sons and virtuous grandsons."

"...?" Xie Wangyan stood in the crowd and didn't understand what this person meant at first.

After I figured it out, it was a burst of retching.

Yan Lu and the man from Chongtian Sect didn't seem to expect that these mortals would be so... bold, and they were a little horrified for a moment.

The young man continued, "This butcher does not have such filial sons and grandsons. Not long after it was placed in the ancestral hall, the body began to rot and run away. Of course, no one in the town was willing to do this."

He looked at the old man who kept yelling, "That's why he said it was God's punishment."

Xie Huayan felt that there was not much connection between the two - he did not believe that similar things had not happened in Sifang Town so many years ago, and that people could be killed in dreams, which was obviously the work of evil spirits.

Yan Lu nodded when he heard this, not sure whether he believed it or not.

"Those people who left Sifang Town, did they still hear the sound of horse hooves and the sound of weddings?"

"That's not true." Senior Sister said again.

Yan Lu then said goodbye to Taiqing Villa and others.

"The residents of Sifang Town are willing to temporarily lend their residence for us to use." Yan Lu said to the disciples listening to Xuefeng, "You come with me."

Xie Yanyan subconsciously followed the crowd towards the town, but Xiaohan grabbed his wrist the next second.

He turned around in surprise and saw that Xiaohan was as frightened as a quail at this time, and seemed to find what happened in Sifang Town extremely terrifying and unbelievable.

Seeing Xie Wangyan turned to look at him, his voice was still trembling——

"...I'm a little...scared."

Xie Huanyan did not expect that Xiaohan was not very courageous. He glanced at Xiaohan's hand holding his wrist and did not break away, "Then you should be careful and follow me."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Han immediately snuggled up next to Xie Huanyan and did not dare to raise his head to look around.

Xie Wangyan was also used to the other person's stooped body and lack of courage as a quail. After looking at each other, Meng Xiuyan shrugged.

Meng Xiuyan stood aside. He looked at Xiaohan for a moment, and then said, "If you are so scared, it is better to go back to Kunlun first."

Xiaohan's body shrank again, as if he was frightened by Meng Xiuyan's words. He raised his head to look at Xie Wangyan and then looked at his fellow disciple who looked very stern, and let go of Xie Wangyan's hand, "...I If I don’t pull you, don’t drive me away.”

"..." Why does it feel like kicking a stray dog?

Xie Wangyan thought that Xiaohan would not go with him either. If he was asked to return to Kunlun now, not to mention that the fairy ship would not return alone for one person.

Besides, now that he has gone back, he will have no place in Kunlun in the future.

So he reached out and grabbed Xiaohan's wrist, "He's scaring you." After saying that, he took Xiaohan and walked forward with the other Ting Xuefeng disciples.

Meng Xiuyan was slightly behind the crowd. He glanced at Xiaohan, who was shrinking and following Xie Huanyan in the crowd, and felt that this person was not as simple as he looked.

……

There were only a hundred or so people in Tingxue Peak, and the number of people who came to Sifang Town this time was only about 40.

Some of the remaining disciples are going to the Dongxu Secret Realm to practice, and some are at the juncture of breakthrough. And Sifang Town does not need more than a hundred monks, so there are only so many disciples coming this time.

The Kunlun disciples' temporary residence was in the home of a wealthy family named Ye in Sifang Town.

Because this matter in Sifang Town was indeed abnormal, except for Yan Lu who stayed alone, the other monks shared a room with two persons.

Because Xiaohan was afraid of strangers and always clung to Xie Huanyan, he was naturally assigned to the same place as him.

After arranging the house, Yan Lu was going to go to the ancestral hall to investigate, and Xie Wangyan wanted to follow him as soon as he found out.

Next came Xiaohan, Meng Xiuyan, and the remaining three Ting Xuefeng monks.

A few people soon arrived at the ancestral hall located in the northwest corner of Sifang Town... Perhaps because all the residents of Sifang Town had left, when they arrived at the ancestral hall, they felt that the surroundings were unusually quiet.

Yan Lu directly opened the door of the ancestral hall.

At a glance, I saw the wooden board placed in the middle of the ancestral hall, as well as the ever-burning lanterns placed at the head and feet.

At this time, there was nothing on the wooden board, and the ever-burning lamp had long been extinguished... Xie Wangyan got a little closer and saw traces on the ground.

But in his opinion, the marks were clearly not like the marks of pig's trotters and horse's hooves, but more like scattered human footprints.