Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

The main hall of the front yard of the Golden Mansion.

The battlefield where the soul of life and the group of demons were fighting was filled with thick mist at this moment.

These mists were originally lead-grey, but with the constant roars, wailings, sharp blades cutting bones, and blood splashing in the room, they gradually began to glow red.

And it's getting thicker and thicker.

In the end, the mist surging in the doors and windows was like blood-soaked cotton, as if only one hand could grab a hand of blood.

In this situation, how can we teach the people who look at the house not to tremble, fear, or give birth to meager hope?

Many people have knelt down on the spot, praying to their respective gods (harmonious) Buddhas and ancestors, praying that the fight will be subdued and the fog will dissipate. It is Li Daoren who comes by, and Li Daoren who wins, and it is himself who survived.

pity.

The blood mist trembled suddenly.

A hole seemed to be broken at the gate, and the mist poured out from it and quickly spread in the courtyard.

People are already scared. They don't need Feng Chong and Yu Mei to remind them, they will avoid them as soon as possible.

Until everyone squeezed into an irreversible corner, the fog finally stagnated, and slowly began to settle, turning into blood and staining the floor tiles.

Also revealed the figure lurking in the fog.

The ordinary-looking but calm-looking man, and the demon guarding him.

Doctor!

Bo Ziyu's heart suddenly shook.

Could it be that Daochang Li is...wrong!

Bo Tzuyu quickly noticed that even though the man's face was calm and unchanging, his body was very embarrassed, his clothes were stained with blood, and the dazzling scarlet on his shoulders was obviously hit by a sword, barely avoiding the point.

The monsters around him were even more unbearable, many of them lacked scales and armor, severely broken claws and severed limbs, and all of them were slightly or severely injured.

More importantly, the fighting and wailing in the main hall remained unquenched.

Daoist is still alive...

Bo Tzuyu awakened himself, his face had not had time to show joy.

next moment.

In the door that opened, a giant single-eyed monster suddenly appeared.

The monster's eyes are small, the size of a pigeon egg, but his head is big. It flees in a panic, but its head is stuck in the door frame, unable to advance or retreat. For a while, tears burst into the single eye, like something terrifying behind him, forcing him to drill hard, squeeze the door frame, scratch the scalp, and drip down with blood, and finally got his head out. .

But.

A bronze dagger appeared abruptly from the blood mist, circled the Cyclops, and then fled back into the mist.

The joy of escaping and ascending to heaven suddenly froze on the Cyclops' face, and then, dense red marks appeared all over it.

next moment.

puff.

In the blood splatter, the monster suddenly scattered into finger-sized pieces of meat, piled on the threshold, the muscles and muscles were still beating, steaming and steaming.

immediately.

The fighting in the room subsided.

I don't know where to set off a strange wind, and the doors and windows were closed one by one. Everyone could only see the blood in the house fade away through the window paper, and at the same time heard the sound of "parking", but there was continuous bleeding in the gaps between the doors and windows.

It didn't take a moment.

At the feet of the demons, it gathered into a swamp of blood.

The minced meat on the threshold was washed away long ago, and the black and white one-eyed eye was wrapped in blood and rolled to the feet of the doctor.

He leaned over to pick it up, focused on it for a long time, and then...

Puff~

It was an inexplicable laugh.

He first raised his sleeves to cover his face and sneered slightly, but the ridiculous sound became louder and sharper, and even the sleeves couldn't cover the corners of his cracked mouth.

He put down his sleeves, bent his waist, cupped his belly, and laughed wildly. But even so, it seemed to be particularly unhappy, and he simply fell into the blood bog, laughing wildly and slapping the blood on the ground.

"Hahahahaha..."

Wanton and weird laughter echoed in the yard.

The laughter made the wind "ooo" and howl; the iron-cast wall of fog surging over the sky and the sun seemed to collapse and press down; the laughter made the monsters sobbed and fell to the ground; everyone laughed in panic. Dead, no blood is seen.

"Is this guy crazy?"

Bo Tzuyu wanted to curse aloud, but when he spoke, he became a self-talk.

He turned his face away, not knowing whether he was trying to cover up his cowardice, or he wanted to find a trace of support (harmony) and comfort from his companions.

He first looked at Feng Chong. The round-faced Taoist frowned, and he repeatedly chanted "Supreme Taiyi Du'er Tianzun"; he looked at Zhang Yi again, and the ranger clung to the hilt of the knife, and his brows drooped. , Can't see the expression; he finally looked at Yu Mei...

She stepped forward, and she stood out from the crowd.

The plain red dress stands alone between the crowd and the demons.

Bo Tzuyu stared at her in a daze. The slender figure looked extremely thin and fragile when compared with the ferocious demons on the opposite side.

Suddenly he felt a strong humiliation, washed away the smog, and then gave birth to a little pride.

How can a bearded husband let a woman be prettier?

It is necessary to drag the knife and stride up, and it is just a matter of life and death.

But no matter how passionate his chest is, Yu Mei has already stepped into the blood pool in front of him, facing the demon.

"I am Yumei, the inspector of the town governor, and I am ordered by the emperor to stab the world of evil spirits, ghosts, witches, and monks for lawlessness. You and others spread monsters, gather crowds for mischief, and cannibalize the common people. Time?!"

Bo Ziyu stagnated, his eyes rounded.

Is she crazy too?

...

These words were also loud and loud, but it was a pity that there was no response when a mud cow entered the sea. He only made himself look at each other, wondering if this messenger was frightened by the monster, or if he relied on Zhen Fusi’s reputation to dominate. Used to being a blessing, is a fool who can't see the situation clearly.

However, this "joke" was not completely useless, at least successfully let the demon leader stop his grim laughter.

The doctor's laughter came to an abrupt end. He looked at his eyebrows with a strange look, then got up from the pool of blood, tidied his clothes, and bowed his hands in a salute.

"I can't help myself, sadness comes from it, and a momentary loss of state makes you laugh."

As he said, he gently wiped away the smile and tears on his face, but his hands were clearly stained with blood. With this wipe, the blood and tears mixed, making his ordinary face look weird and hideous.

Yu Mei didn't answer, as if waiting for him to tie his hands and kneel to beg for mercy. The others didn't say much, only the doctor continued to speak.

"Catch with nothing?"

He chewed Yu Mei's words with interest.

"Why?"

"It's because of your great official power, Master Yu? Is it the mana that Feng Daochang has exhausted?"

The doctor's playful eyes circulated among the crowd.

Bo Tzuyu tried his best to straighten his chest, glaring at him, showing his sense of existence. It's a pity that all these "glamorous eyes" were thrown at the blind man, and the doctor didn't even look at him, but he swept away, obviously not paying attention to him and his servants.

Just pointing to the main hall where the doors and windows are closed.

"Or, the sword fairy in the room?"

The doctor nodded slightly.

"That's right, the one in the room is really amazing. It's ridiculous that I set a trap and tried my best, but still let him kill many of my children. If it weren't for getting out of it in time..." He played with his eyeballs, "This bone is rotten. Yes, I'm afraid it should be me."

"but……"

He spoke, suddenly chewed his eyes and swallowed, then opened his chest toward the closed door.

"Come on! Come out! Kill me!"

The sound reverberated and the wind whimpered.

The demons leaned over and trembled, but Yinwei did not dare to move half a step in the doctor; people looked eagerly, looking forward to the reappearance of the crimson fierce sword light.

But.

The door was still locked, silent, only blood oozing out slowly.

a long time.

"look……"

The doctor looked back.

"So he can't get out."

He laughed silently.

He laughed at the despair of people, laughed at the ecstasy and eagerness of the demons.

"It seems that I have no reason to get caught."

"Oh, yes."

Suddenly he pretended to suddenly realize it.

"Is it because of the injuries on my children? Well, yes, all of them are hurt, so poor, but..."

He caressed his palms and chuckles.

"After eating you, it won't be better!"

This sentence was plain and plain, just like an ordinary greeting when a neighbor ran into it when he went out in the morning, but it fell in people's ears as a thunder, which broke people's nerves and teetered.

Just because this was also an order, the group of demons moved out in amazement, spread their teeth and danced their claws, screamed, and pounced on the crowd, wanting to eat their flesh and blood in order to relieve the hunger and body pain.

The crowd had already fled in panic, but the surroundings were sealed by a wall of fog (harmony), where could they escape?

Zhang Yi silently clenched the long knife, Bo Ziyu's eyes were about to split, and Feng Chong's hands pinched the tactics, all ready to desperately or say to die.

However, at the forefront of the crowd, Yumei, who was the first to bear the brunt, did not react at all at this moment. The sword was still firmly inserted in his waist, and he never pulled it out.

The monster had already rushed to her.

A monster with a human face and a bird body, with tiny mosquitoes gathered in its beak, is called a mosquito; the other is a four-legged snake monster, which is long in the shape of a lizard, and has a fleshy crown on its head, called a thousand-year-old mosquito.

The two monsters are friendly and help each other. They don't fight or grab. One goes straight to peck at the eyebrows, so that it can **** (harmoniously) **** the brain; the other aims at the slender waist to dig out the liver.

In this regard, the voice under the mask was cold.

"Take it down."

...

That is a ray of light.

It's not shining, it's not blazing (harmonious) heat.

But in this dim courtyard sealed (harmoniously) locked by a wall of fog, it looked like the first ray of sky light that pierced the chaos when the world was opened up, making the people and demons in the field unable to move their eyes.

Then there was a rotten silver three-headed fork.

It appeared abruptly in the brilliance, and then quickly stabbed, and fell to the ground with the unprepared mosquito mother and the thousand-year-old mosquito.

Then, it was the owner of the silver fork, with a tiger-armed back and a bearded waist, and his body looked like a real illusion.

Golden belt, red tasseled helmet, green brocade robe, bright light armor.

In the brilliance, the crown is flying, and the armor is shining, just like a **** descending to the earth.

Feng Chong murmured: "The God of Protector..."

wrong.

He quickly discovered,

This illusory general with a magical soldier turned his head, but showed a pair of blue-faced fangs. Although there is no lack of evil spirits among the guardians of the law, this one is full of evil spirits.

Feng Chong then realized that this is a rampant general.

The so-called "rampant general" is actually similar to the "protector of the law". When the Taoist priests receive the scorpion, they will allocate the upper and lower two altars of soldiers and horses. The upper altar soldiers and horses are the heavenly soldiers and the geniuses. , Is called "rampant".

But, who was this recruit from the altar?

Feng Chong recalled Yu Mei's previously confident appearance.

Is it possible that this is the helping hand of Zhen Fusi?

The breath in Feng Chong's chest suddenly relaxed. It was not because of his confidence in Zhen Fusi, or the rampant generals in front of him, but according to common sense...

If there are violent generals, there will naturally be violent soldiers.

But seeing the rampant blue-faced fangs will lift his arms.

There are drums and horns contending between heaven and earth.

Above the fog wall, countless beams of light broke through in an instant, and countless strangely shaped soldiers jumped out of it.

These rampant soldiers are not so powerful, at least they are no better than the monsters around the doctor.

but.

The number is too much.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the monsters were overwhelmed by rampant soldiers, and they were suppressed one after another without struggling a few times.

The only thing left is still a human body, and the doctor who doesn't know whether it is a demon or a man is caught in the siege of rampant soldiers.

But he still looked calm and calm, and taught Feng Chong a sigh of relief. He became vigilant again, wondering if he had any tricks?

Next second.

But seeing the doctor raised his hands neatly.

"I surrender."

…………

Its daybreak.

When the doctor was bound, the already riddled fog wall finally collapsed.

At this moment.

The people who had been panicked all night were shocked that the East had already turned white.

When the sun shines into the courtyard.

The soldiers and generals, as they suddenly appeared before, left with the light.

The people who survived the death in the entire courtyard were left behind, as well as the entrusted doctor and his demons.

Yu Mei said nothing, and walked up to the doctor in silence.

Draw a sword and stab.

But suddenly there was a robe blocking the front under the sword.

Yu Mei's voice was cold.

"He is the culprit."

Feng Chong didn't look at the blade pointed at his chest, but stared at Yu Mei's eyes, and said with a serious face:

"One-sided words may not be true."

"What's more, how to detoxify the monster plague? How many monsters are still hidden in the city? We don't know **** him, how did you know these things?"

Yu Mei was silent for a while, and finally put away the blade.

Feng Chong breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to speak again, but Yu Mei had already turned around, jumped onto the wall, and disappeared.

Feng Chong stayed in his throat, humming his words in his mouth for a long time, and finally turned into a sentence.

"The Immeasurable Heavenly Sovereign."

Then he turned his gaze to the main hall where the doors and windows were closed.

...

Feng Chong and Bo Ziyu opened the door cautiously.

Just a glance.

The two immediately ran to the corner.

vomit!

He vomited violently, in that posture, as if he wanted to turn the stomach pouch out of his mouth.

For a while.

The two people gathered back to the door again, and walked into the main hall with a pale face.

Everything in the hall was smeared with blood.

When the shoes fell on the ground, they sank slightly, and there was a greasy touch. That was because there was a layer of blood mixed with meat on the ground, and from time to time fragments of bones and organs were seen floating in it.

Li Changan stood in this **** flesh pond with his sword.

Not moving, silent, like a sculpture clothed in blood.

Wait until the two are slightly closer.

His eyes moved suddenly.

Bronze daggers hovered in the meat under their feet, and the two Feng Chong were so scared that they were about to grab the door.

But fortunately, the flying sword didn't fly a foot away, so it fell powerlessly, fluttered for a while, and finally sank into the meat.

at the same time.

Li Changan also shook his body and fell to the ground.

The two met and hurried forward.

Feng Chong checked briefly and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay."

"Excessive consumption."

At this time.

"Head of the team... vomit."

But it was a bureaucrat who broke through the door recklessly, and was "pushed" out by the scene in the house before he had time to finish.

Anyway, Li Changan was fine, and Bo Tzuyu took the opportunity to slip away. He suspected that if he stayed alone, he would have to be a vegetarian for the rest of his life.

When I went out, I found the servant who was still vomiting in the corner.

"You can't hold on to such a small scene, why does the yamen want you?"

"That's your leader...

It's a pity that the yaman's flattery didn't finish, and sour water came out first.

Bo Tzuyu had to darken his face and patted the servant on the back.

"In a hurry, what the **** is going on?"

After vomiting, the Ya Ya wiped his mouth with sour water.

"We ran into a sneaky kid at the door, suspecting that he was the spy of the monster!"

Bo Ziyu looked solemnly.

"Where?!"

The Ya Ya hurriedly brought a half-sized boy who was struggling wildly from the side.

Bo Ziyu looked at it for a moment.

Isn't this the guy from the Yan family?

...

"What? Amei is also in this house!"

Bo Tzuyu's face was very ugly, and the servants next to him immediately cried out and said that they had rummaged inside and outside the Jin Mansion, and there would be more people.

Bo Tzuyu looked at the small but stubborn Yan family boy, and believed in his heart. After all, Feng Chong said that the reason why Li Changan was trapped in a dream and couldn't come out was because of an unexpected dream.

But even if the government officials have perfunctorily left out Amei, he also doesn't believe it.

After all, he knows his gang too well. When searching for the Jin family earlier, he was afraid that he would scrape the ground three feet and take the sheep easily. The copper in the crack of the door would not be let go, let alone a big living person?

unless……

He looked away from the gold member thoughtfully.

After a while.

A dry well in the side courtyard.

Bo Tzuyu tied the rope down to the bottom of the well.

With the torch, I saw that there was something else in this well. A high platform was cut out from the wall of the well, and a hidden iron gate was embedded in the depth.

He just pushed the door and entered, and his breathing was quick.

silver!

Bai Cancan's silver is cast into big winter melons, densely piled in the stone chamber.

Bo Tzuyu swallowed hard, looked away hard, and continued to move forward.

To the end of the stone room.

But see copper coins stacked like a mountain.

A small figure curled up in the "mountain", sleeping soundly.

…………

Dream.

The moonlight is like blood, soaking the tall buildings.

The fierce wind howled, so that the towering buildings could not help shaking.

Li Chang'an and the girl were between the flying eaves, jumping and climbing, like walking on the ground, stabbing the monsters that were catching up one after another under the sword.

But there are too many monsters.

When one stabbed to death, ten would come up; ten stabbed to death would come up to a hundred...infinite, endless, Li Changan and the girl had no choice but to fight and retreat.

He retreated all the way to the top of the building, pierced into the blood moon sky, and finally he could not retreat.

The two stood with their backs.

Seeing the monsters climbing to the top of the building from all directions, the girl's face was bleak.

"Unexpectedly, this heroine was going to die here."

However, Li Changan was still calm. He had no time to figure out what Nightmare was playing, but he was still a dream, and he probably wouldn't really die the last time he died.

However, I once heard that someone fell into a dream too deep and died in the dream, and the soul believed it so, so he really died completely. Although this is absurd, the dream has been swayed by nightmare, and it may not be impossible. So just in case, I quickly persuade the girl.

"The sword is still in hand, why say ‘dead’?!"

The girl laughed loudly when she heard the words.

"If you can say this, you are not a vulgar person."

"Okay! I can go to death hand in hand with you, the Taoist priest."

"I took the Lord of Heaven, the number one female sword fairy in the world, and she died just fine!"

What is the next thing?

Li Changan was still stunned for a while because of the absence of life and soul. He thought that claiming to be a "woman" was already a second place, but he didn't expect that there would be even more to let himself go.

But the Taoist priests did not have the time to entangle these at this time.

Because there seemed to be a familiar voice in my ears.

...

The girl looked up to the sky and smiled, and found that the Taoist priest did not agree with her.

Looking back.

I found that Li Changan seemed to be listening to something, and looked at herself with a weird look, which made her feel hairy.

So, some anxiously asked:

"Why? Could there be some powerful monster."

"fine."

The Taoist priest smiled and made an inexplicable request.

"You turn your head."

ha?

Although the girl didn't know why, since she was told by her recognized partner who lived and died, she still followed with doubts.

But just turned around.

Puff.

There was a pain in the chest.

The tip of the sword came out from behind.

…………

Little Amei woke up from her dream.

Her smooth forehead was full of sweat, and her little hand touched her chest, feeling dazed.

The unfamiliar room, unfamiliar faces, and unfamiliar conditions in front of her made her unable to extricate herself from the confusion between dreams and reality.

until……

"Master, you finally woke up!"

An exclamation of joy came from behind the ear.

She turned her head.

Seeing that Bo Chakuai, who had been frequently visiting his home recently, helped a pale and embarrassed Taoist to rise slowly.

The little guy stared at the Taoist priest blankly.

Then the eye sockets slowly reddened.

Finally, he jumped up, rushed forward fiercely, and kicked Li Changan's calf.

Before the Taoist yelled in pain, he ran out the door howling.