Sword comes

This chapter is not a big chapter, only [-] words, because there is another chapter tonight.

At that time, Lu Tai pointed to the entrance of the courtyard, and said that the pagoda town demon talisman was pasted. Outside the gate was the river and lake, and inside the gate was already a mountain.

Tell Chen Pingan that he wants to drink.

Afterwards, Flying Eagle Fort became lively, and the excitement gained popularity. Compared with the almost dead silence before, the current Flying Eagle Fort is obviously more reassuring.

Because Eagle Fort came with two experts from other places, they are not the kind of heroes who have traveled all over the world, or the famous masters that Eagle Fort is familiar with, but they are gods and gods. Compared with Old Master He who is already weird enough It makes people feel fresher.

The middle-aged man who was kindly invited by the owner of the castle walked along the streets and alleys of Feiying Castle, leading a white horse. Two bundles of pine and cypress branches were hung on both sides of the saddle. Burning a branch, I don't see him using flint. With a rub of his fingers, the pine and cypress branch will burn, emitting bursts of fragrance, curling up into the air.

Flying Eagle Fort people watching from a distance, some white-haired old men with a little knowledge of the old Chinese calendar, began to show off their knowledge, saying that this is called Ting Liao, and it is a great magic technique of the fairy family, which can drive away evil spirits and eliminate impurity Because pine is the length of ten thousand trees, it is known as the eighteenth prince, which is equivalent to the prince of the imperial court, and cypress is second only to pine, especially the pines and cypresses on famous mountains and great mountains. The pines and cypresses, combined with the formulas of the immortal family, will be able to communicate with the gods.

Compared with the tall man's white horse, the other slovenly old man looked much vulgar. He was not as good as his peers, and his methods were rustic. Therefore, there were not many people in Eagle Fort who went to join in the fun and gain knowledge.The identity of the old man is said to be the master of the young Taoist Huang Shang, a Taoist priest in the mountains, and an old friend with the old castle master. Come down the mountain to help pray for disaster relief.

The slovenly old man neither wore Taoist robes, nor did he know how to draw talismans. He just had seven or eight roosters caught and hung them at the gate of Flying Eagle Fort, the entrance of the ancestral hall, the well, the school martial arts field, etc., and then stared at them all day long. Holding those big roosters, there is a millet bag on his waist, filled with glutinous rice, and a pot of clear water to serve those roosters. The water from the mountain spring from the distant mountains.

Chen Pingan and Lu Tai parted ways. Lu Tai liked to watch the so-called Taiping Mountain Immortal Master pretending to be a ghost, while Chen Pingan went to observe the old man's tricks. The origin of this kind of behavior of the old Taoist, but it can be confirmed that after the rooster is hung everywhere, the evil wind will be a little bit weaker, just like two armies facing each other, one side avoids its edge, but this kind of forced retreat, no casualties, hiding in the It's just gaining momentum in the dark.

When the old man was feeding glutinous rice and water to the rooster, it could be seen from his worried face that the old Taoist also saw the clue, and he was not in a relaxed mood.

As for the ostentatious man with the whisk, he looked complacent, as if he was about to wipe out all evil spirits with a snap of his fingers.

Brother and sister Huan Chang and Huan Shu are responsible for clearing the way for this person.

Tao Xieyang was pale and coughed frequently, and he only followed the old Taoist with Huang Shang.

Lu Tai didn't say clearly how high or low the two people's morals are, but only said that the man is definitely not a Qi trainer from Taiping Mountain in Tongyezhou, while the sloppy old man is a veritable Taoist living in the mountains, he pays attention to a quiet way, benevolent, wise and safe, It is adjacent to mountains and rivers.

Taiping Mountain is the leading sect in the central part of Tongyezhou. Compared with Fushi Sect, it is only stronger but not weaker, but it is reclusive to the point of being almost world-weary. Few monks go down the mountain to go out. It is a master of internal and external alchemy. Zhou has heard of it, but the reputation in the world is far inferior to Tongye and Yugui.

Two more days of peace and quiet passed.

Even the people of Flying Eagle Fort living in the alleys of the market have noticed the strangeness of the sky.

At dawn when the sun was supposed to be rising in the east, black clouds rolled over Eagle Castle, layer upon layer, like living creatures baring their teeth and claws at Eagle Castle, weighing down everyone's hearts. He Ya, the old steward, said that there is no class in the school today, and they should go home quickly to stay, so that the preschool children will be happy for a while. On the way back, they will point to the black clouds in groups and say This one looks like a centipede, and that one looks like a buffalo. Finally, when they saw a black cloud that looked like a woman's hideous face, the children were so frightened that they scattered and ran back home.

Chen Ping was practicing boxing in the yard, and had discovered the strangeness of the celestial phenomena early on. Lu Tai sat at the stone table and silently pinched his fingers to deduce it, with a calm expression.

In the early morning when the sun was supposed to be shining brightly, it was as dark as the night, and the sunlight couldn't reach Flying Eagle Castle at all.

Chen Pingan heard the eerie laughter outside the alley, floating back and forth.

Chen Pingan stopped his fist, ran to open the door, turned around and looked up, the demon-suppressing talisman made of ordinary material, with the passage of time these days, the aura contained in the talisman was also constantly passing away, and it had become dim. A piece of brand new yellow talisman paper, like a Spring Festival couplet that has been pasted for more than half a year, is seriously faded and wrinkled, and there are several black ink spots that have been infiltrated. No wonder the group of ghosts and ghosts dare to show up to provoke.

Lu Tai folded his sleeves and walked out of the gate of the courtyard, stood side by side with Chen Pingan, looked up at the rotten authentic alchemy book, and said to himself: "In an extremely distant era, it is equivalent to the cultivation base of a martial artist in the seventh realm." The talismans drawn by people who have just scratched a little bit of fur, and those with the strength of the nine realms, can draw talismans to enter the room. Therefore, the power of the talismans at that time can be imagined. Among them, the cryptic Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou is regarded as the authentic talisman, but it's a pity that the descendants of us don't even know whether this is a person or just a nickname."

Chen Ping stood on tiptoe, took off the talisman, and put it in his sleeve.

Immediately, there was a loud noise all around, and the fog rose from the dirt road in the alley, and quickly diffused. The fog first reached the height of the ankles, then the knees, and soon reached the half waist.

Chen Ping'an was like opening the lid of a pot, and there was immediately a mist, but the mist on the stove was the aroma of hot rice, coriander, and the alley was a sticky, damp mist with a faint stench.

Chen Ping turned his head and looked, but fortunately, the fog did not rush into the yards of the market gates, but the various door gods posted on the gates of every household, such as martial saints or civil and military gods of wealth, let out a burst of subtle squeaks The ringing sound, the faint aura that was originally scattered, disappeared, and could no longer protect the master.

In Chen Ping's vision, at the end of the alley, there appeared again the pair of big and small people in plain white clothes. The child was still staring at Chen Ping'an, with a pair of bright red eyeballs, blood oozing continuously, flowing on the snow-white face. , but the blood will not leave that face, it will crawl around like earthworms, coming in and out from the eyes, as if using the child's eye sockets as a nest.

The adult who was holding the child had no facial features on his face, as if it was covered with a thick layer of white cloth, making it impossible to see the ears, nose, eyebrows, eyes and mouth.

There are also many infiltrating filth, walking towards the courtyard at the end of the alley, an old woman with a pair of dead fish eyes landed on the ground, flexibly climbing on the courtyard wall, and repeatedly murmured to Chen Pingan Want to eat meat.

There are also many young children squatting against the bottom of the wall, with their hands on their knees and their heads on their knees, making whimpering sounds that seep from between their teeth, intermittently, fluttering in the wind, as if they want to tell a sad story, but they are still old. Too small, can't speak clearly, can't tell the truth.

Although Chen Ping'an has respected ghosts and gods since he was a child, he is really not afraid.

Just imagine, a young child of four or five years old dares to run into the fairy grave alone, rain or shine.Then I practiced boxing, plus this trip to Tongyezhou, it was three long trips, and I saw so many strange mountains and rivers along the way, how could I be frightened by this kind of battle.

So even though the big one and the small one had wandered to the alley facing the courtyard gate, Chen Pingan was still indifferent. Instead, he took a step and stood on the edge of the steps, as if waiting for the moment when they made a move.

The child whose face was covered with blood like a cobweb kept staring at Chen Pingan. When he turned his head to look at Chen Pingan, he said, "Your meat is delicious, can I have a few bites? I only want half of your meat." Pay your heart, can you?"

The child spoke extremely slowly, and kept moving forward. When the word "heart" was spoken, it had already turned its back to Chen Pingan, but its head had turned around, and it was still "looking squarely" at Chen Pingan. , it also stretched out a pitch-black tongue, licking the blood at the corner of its mouth.

The old woman walking along the wall took the lead in attacking Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan didn't even look at it. He took a step forward and walked down the steps. Before his boots touched the ground in the alley, he punched the old woman lightly and hit the head of the old woman. The opposite wall shattered with a bang, and it didn't even have time to howl.

After seeing this scene, the ghosts in the alley erupted fiercely, black smoke surged, and the ghosts formed by the condensed resentment after death rushed towards Chen Pingan frantically.

After Chen Ping took one hand, he put it in his sleeve and only used his right hand to confront the enemy.

The punching intent was still pointing to the end, it only flowed on the right arm, the qi was condensed and did not flow out, but every time he punched, he smashed a menacing cunt to pieces.

For Chen Pingan today, this kind of punching intention is like drawing a bucket of water from a deep well.

On the other hand, in the field of vision of the group of yin creatures, the arm of the boy in white robe was like a small piece of "sunlight" that cut through the night, scorching hot and dazzling.

In just a few blinks of an eye, the yin and wolves in the mighty alleys are gone.

At some point, Lu Tai was already sitting on the threshold, watching with his arms folded, smiling.

The child who threatened to eat half of Chen Pingan's heart, broke free from the adult's hand, disappeared in a flash, came behind Chen Pingan, used the palm of his hand as a knife, and poked Chen Pingan's back vest, trying to cut out his hand knife from behind. heart.

The knife in his hand was swift and fierce, but the child just mistakenly thought that he was about to succeed, so he howled in pain. It turned out that when its five fingers touched the white robe, it was like hitting a furnace, and the snow melted. The arm is gone.

Chen Ping's left hand behind his back still didn't see the slightest movement. Out of the corner of his eyes, he kept staring at the yin thing without facial features. He just leaned back and bumped into the child's yin thing. The magic robe on his body touched the latter. In an instant, the child melted like a candle, turning into a wisp of extremely pure black smoke, about to fly into the distance, but Chen Pingan turned around, twisted his wrist, and punched him in an arc, until the black smoke had no head or tail.

Lu Tai joked: "This is a bit of a bully."

Chen Ping pouted, "Where are people."

Chen Pingan suddenly turned his head and looked towards the end of the alley.

In the well adjacent to the street, there is gloomy well water, climbing up the inner wall of the well, covering the sun with the mist on the street, quickly flowing out of the well mouth, pouring into the alley of Chen Pingan, after entering the alley, Just happened to "see" the scene of Chen Pingan suppressing the child's genitals, hesitated for a while, and the well water turned back.

Chen Ping's right hand came out of his sleeve, and he saw a brand-new pagoda-suppressing demon talisman with his fingertips. He said fifteen silently in his heart, and a green and exquisite flying sword swept out the Yangjian gourd. The tip of the sword was nailed to the yellow paper talisman, and in a flash, it dragged a golden brilliance from the talisman in the air.

This talisman was supposed to be used to target the cunt who was holding the child. After some fighting, Chen Pingan was convinced that punching was enough.

Since the weirdness in the well ran out on its own initiative, Chen Pingan asked Shiwu to take the demon-suppressing charm and plunder the Yasheng well, cutting off the retreat of those wells.

The well water castrated extremely fast, but it couldn't be faster than Feijian Fifteen's flying speed.

Fifteen arrived at the well where there was the sound of a resentful woman sobbing, poked the tip of the sword towards the mouth of the well, and nailed the golden Pagoda Demon Suppressing Talisman to the edge of the well.

It then slowly lifted into the air, spinning around the mouth of the well.

The well water that climbed out of the bottom of the well spread all around, rippling, revealing the distorted faces of women who are resentful and hostile. During this period, a small tributary was unwillingly separated and rushed to the mouth of the well, and soon all turned into smoke, over and over again Afterwards, the talisman sticking to the mouth of the well remained motionless, full of aura, and the well water that kept surging gave up. They continued to gather together, and finally turned into a human-shaped female with faintly visible limbs, one foot tall, with well water rolling on its body. Non-stop, people can not recognize the appearance.

Feijian Fifteen naturally regarded it as a provocation, and once passed through the forehead of the well water yin thing, suddenly hovered, and then slid back from the back of the vest, repeating this, never tired of it.

Maybe he didn't expect this flying sword to be so full of sword intent. The well water that had just turned into a human form disappeared with a splash, and turned into a layer of water spreading in all directions again, and began to surge away.

Fifteen Regardless of these tricks, the tip of the sword just pokes in the water again and again.

On the other side of the alley, the man who originally hoped that the well water would "upper his body" showed a trace of timidity. Instead of having the idea of ​​fighting Chen Pingan, he rushed towards the wall at the end of the alley.

Chen Ping pedaled, and came to the wall of Duantou Road first, and slapped the wall with his palm.

Another demon-suppressing talisman.

The wall immediately showed its original shape, and there were many bones, among which were the skeletons of many young children, and even some babies who looked like they had been cut open, which was horrific.

When this wall appeared, the children who squatted at the base of the wall and held their heads immediately whimpered

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping felt great hatred in his heart.

Just as the man was about to lift up into the air and leave the alley, the furious Chen Pingan turned around and stretched out his hand, grabbing the face without facial features. His five fingers were like hooks, and the golden cuffs of his robes fluttered. The shrine of the incense burner is glorious, and the yin thing is begging and whining from the depths of the soul. Chen Pingan grabbed the yin thing with his right hand, and punched through the heart of the yin thing with his left hand. Aura.

Chen Pingan stirred his right arm, forcibly poking a big hole in Yinwu's heart.

Still not giving up, Chen Pingan still tried to tear all the souls of Yinwu into pieces, deliberately controlling his strength, thread by thread, peeling cocoons, like the punishment of peeling and cramp, tearing the souls into the cuffs of the golden robe bit by bit. The penis of the head was tortured by the living person.

Lu Tai stood up and reminded softly: "Chen Ping'an, it's okay."

Chen Pingan took a deep breath, loosened the five fingers of his left hand, pulled out his right hand from the chest of the penis, smashed the penis with a punch, swung his sleeves violently, put them all into the sleeves of the robe, and finally shook the cuffs, finely broken soot, rustle and fall.

Chen Ping looked in front of his eyes. The children squatting at the base of the wall did not run away, but trembled and shook violently. They were still clinging to their knees, waiting to die. They were babbling and crying, not knowing She was crying about something, as if she was suffering from great pain and suffering.

Chen Pingan turned his head to look at the talisman posted on the wall of the corpse, and hurried to tear it off.

After Chen Ping put away the demon-suppressing talisman, he stepped seven or eight feet in one step, squatted down, and came to the side of a child squatting with his head in his arms. He was only two or three years old. Chen Ping stretched out a palm, even if Chen Ping Pingan had tried his best to restrain his fist and Jinli aura, and tried his best to make the magic robe no different from ordinary clothes, but the child was still trembling more and more.

Chen Ping quickly rolled up his two cuffs, almost to the shoulders, and patted the child on the head lightly.

Chen Pingan was speechless.

There are all kinds of suffering in the world, even if it is the karmic retribution of the previous life that is inevitable, it should wait until the child grows up a little and becomes sensible

Chen Ping felt that this was wrong and not good.

Because he can empathize the most.

Chen Ping withdrew his hand, raised the back of his hand, wiped his eyes, turned his head to look at Lu Tai, and asked, "Is there a way?"

Lu Tai walked slowly, without the previous calmness, nodded and said: "Don't you know how to light up the lamp with yang energy? As long as you draw this talisman in reverse, it will be a yin qi guiding talisman, and then I will draw a picture of the underworld." The ferry talisman can save these little guys. You drew that talisman to convince these saplings to get up and walk by instinct, and mine is to open a door for them to go forward. There is no end to the road.”

Chen Ping softly called Flying Sword Fifteen in his heart.

It quickly returned from the alley.

Chen Pingan took out a piece of yellow talisman paper and the small snow cone from the square-inch object, sat cross-legged, held a pen in one hand, and held the talisman paper in the other. Under Lu Tai's guidance, he began to try to reverse the yang energy for the first time The lantern talisman failed because of his unstable mood. Lu Tai didn't say anything. Chen Pingan took a deep breath and took out the talisman paper again, but it still fell short. This is an extremely rare thing for Chen Pingan after practicing boxing.

Chen Ping himself was a little at a loss.

Lu Tai sighed.

Because one of the fragments of Chen Ping's mind was shaking.

Lu Tai simply took out the bamboo fan, fanned it lightly, and without looking at Chen Pingan, smiled and said, "Don't put yourself in everyone's shoes, learn to stay out of it."

"Don't be in a hurry to draw a talisman. After so many years of suffering, those little guys shouldn't mind waiting a little longer."

Lu Tai fanned the breeze to help the alley cleared away, to cover up the invisible yang energy permeating and falling from the black clouds above his head again, and said slowly: "When the matter here is resolved, I will go directly to the bamboo Lou found the castle owner's wife, Chen Ping'an, you don't need to come with me, because I need you to help me break up those dark clouds and some ghosts hidden in the dark, and your morality may not be too low. You don't have to worry about me .”

Chen Pingan hummed.

Lu Tai looked up at the sky, "We can roughly confirm the truth. The prosperity and decline of Yin and Yang in Flying Eagle Castle in the past few decades was deliberately done by someone behind the scenes, in order to let the lady of the castle owner, who was born with a very yin body, give birth to It takes several years for a ghost baby, which is rare in a hundred years, to be born from a woman's heart. It means that in this case, the wife of the castle owner is not a practitioner, so she is not strong enough, and this is why there are many strange things in Feiying Castle, in order to keep her alive. When a person dies, and the crime is too deep, the soul of a woman after death probably doesn't want to expect peace. When she is alive, life is better than death, and when she is dead, death is worse than life. It is really miserable."

Chen Ping frowned.

Lu Tai said slowly: "According to the records of several Taoist classics in the library of my house, this kind of filthy thing has a six-level cultivation base once it is born. Difficult to destroy, it likes to devour the internal organs of living people. If no one restrains it, it doesn't take a hundred years. Just give it a few cities to scourge and eat 10,000+ people, and it can smoothly enter the Nascent Soul Realm. Ghost infants are extremely difficult To hunt and kill such an earth fairy ghost infant, I am afraid there are no three earth immortals to join forces to hunt and kill it. There is no need to expect to eradicate it. A monk in the Nascent Soul Realm will go alone and take the initiative to come to the door, and it is almost as its bait."

Lu Tai sneered and said, "This kind of handwriting is nothing in China, but in Tongye Continent, it is very big."

Then Lu Tai didn't say anything more, he waved the bamboo fan, and the breeze was blowing on his face.

Chen Pingan was silent for a moment, then said softly, "You can continue drawing symbols."

Lu Tai glanced at Chen Pingan beside him and smiled.

This time it was finally Chen Pingan who wiped the sweat from his forehead and was about to put away the yin qi guiding talisman. Lu Tai looked blank, "What is this?"

Chen Pingan replied: "The material of the talisman paper is not high, it is only used for practicing pens."

Lu Tai snatched the talisman, and said angrily: "Idiot, a group of little ones, this talisman is more than enough, if it is better, it may attract their greed, continue to choose between Yin and Yang, do things This kind of lonely ghost is actually a bad thing."

Chen Pingan nodded, first handed the little snow cone to Lu Tai, and before taking out the talisman paper, he asked: "Your ferry talisman, after all, is going to break the boundary between Yin and Yang. It’s not the same, so the better the material, the more effective it is.”

Lu Tai hesitated to speak, and did not speak.

Chen Pingan already knew the answer, and directly took out a golden talisman paper.

Lu Tai didn't pick it up and asked, "Is it worth it?"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Lu Tai shook his head and said, "I don't think it's worth it."

Chen Ping turned his head to look at the two rows of children at the bottom of the wall, then turned his head and grinned at Lu Tai with a firm look in his eyes, "Just use this talisman paper, but don't draw it wrong."

Lu Tai sighed, closed his eyes for a moment, held his breath solemnly, then opened his eyes, held the little snow cone tightly, and drew the ferry talisman on the golden talisman paper. The talisman, the pattern is a solitary boat, with an old man supporting Artemisia on the boat, and a string of ancient seal characters on each side.

Chen Pingan believed in Lu Tai's talisman and turned to look at those children.

There was once a man in Yang's shop who heard the words "not worth it".

Chen Ping looked at those children as if he was looking at dozens of himself, waiting for an answer.

After a while, Lu Tai smiled and said, "You're done."

Lu Tai handed back the little snow cone, and then the two stood up. Chen Ping picked up the yin qi guiding talisman and poured a ray of pure qi into it. As expected, after the guiding talisman was displayed, the children under the wall raised their heads ignorantly, looking at the talisman in Chen Pingan's hand, full of nostalgia and joy.

Lu Tai threw the ferry talisman on the golden talisman paper to the corpse wall at the end of the alley. The talisman was pasted on the wall, and a golden line appeared on the borders around the talisman, and the center of the talisman paper began to dissipate. Continuously expanding outwards, a golden door frame finally appeared.

Lu Tai asked Chen Pingan, who was holding a guide talisman, to walk towards the gate, walking slowly.

The children and pussies stood up one after another, followed Chen Pingan who was leading the way ahead, and walked to the end of the alley together.

Lu Tai sat on the steps at the entrance of the courtyard, holding his cheek with one hand, and looked at Chen Ping'an's back.

According to Lu Tai's instructions, Chen Ping gently placed the Yin Qi guiding talisman inside the gate, as if it was just above the threshold, and the talisman hovered motionless.

Dozens of children walked into it one after another, some jumped up and down, some wobbled, and some older children led younger ones.

After they entered the gate one after another, all their heads were crowded behind the threshold, and they laughed at the white-robed boy standing outside the gate.

Although they are feminine, the smiling faces at this moment are so innocent and brilliant.

Lu Tai couldn't see Chen Pingan's expression.

She was wearing a man's blue shirt, her real name was "Lu Chen", and she held her up high, as if she was angry with the old ancestor "Lu Chen".

She only saw Chen Pingan waving goodbye to those children.