Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

Facing the Thunder is not a wise choice.

Wind and fire, thunder and electricity, all glow and roar, engulfing people in an instant.

I don't know how long.

"Taoist priest."

"Li Daoshi!"

The repeated calls made Li Changan gradually wake up.

But then he woke up with dizziness in his brain, tingling on his body and soreness in his eyes.

He opened his eyes a little.

The entrance is a dim and narrow space, and a narrower dim sky.

In the air, there are "snowflakes" scattered one after another.

The gray one fell on the cheeks, and melted instantly as light as nothing.

The floating appearance reminds people of the paper dust raised by the wind in front of the grave.

And what kind of ashes is this "ash snow"?

The Taoist's mind was dizzy, so this thought floated a little, and then sank into the depths of his muddled mind.

The call in the ear is still verbose.

But today's Taoist priests are not only dizzy, but also tinnitus.

I couldn't hear a word, I just felt noisy.

So he just lay there in a daze, staring at the sky for a while.

Until something happened in his arms.

He was stunned again to react.

Then he took out the eyebrows that had been in his arms, and looked around for a while.

At this time, the female swordsman was no longer beautiful, her face was gray, her eyebrows were curly and fluffy, her eyes were closed tightly and tears flowed.

Carrying it in his hand, like the milk cat who hasn't opened his eyes, he flicks with his hands and feet, obviously people are still dumbfounded.

But it's okay.

Still alive.

He was not treated as a demon by Shen Lei and killed him.

Li Changan threw her under the wall and stood up swayingly with his sword.

Look around.

Surrounded by stone walls, ruined plank roads and neat grottoes are arranged.

This is the bottom of the Bacchus kiln?

The Taoist priest looked towards the center.

as predicted.

There is a small mound arched by gravel, broken bricks and other debris. On the mound lies a statue of a god...No, it is a thing that looks like coal cinder sticks together, it is charred and twisted, and it barely maintains its original shape. , But there are holes all over it, as if it will collapse anytime and anywhere.

Bacchus?

Li Changan was surprised.

Why... yes.

If the thunder method is ruthless, every evil will be punished.

Although Bacchus did not explicitly say, but Taoist priests were somewhat aware of it.

Just imagine, a **** who is about to dissipate and return to heaven and earth, where can there be spare energy to frequently send people into and out of the illusion? Can he protect a square inch of the temple amidst the dramatic changes in the illusion?

Without him.

It was only because he had taken what he regarded as unclean and had accumulated hundreds of years of illusion wishes.

How can the incense of the demon be so easy to use, it must be invaded by the demon poison and entangled in resentment, but now it is burned by the thunder fire, and even the statue of the **** is no longer in shape.

But fortunately, Bacchus is a righteous god, and Thunder Fire did not burn his true spirit.

Take a closer look.

There was a hazy light on the battered idol, which was fluctuating and faintly transformed into a vague face.

His face looked anxious, as if shouting something.

It's a pity that the Taoist priests still have tinnitus and can't hear him clearly.

I had to move closer and read the shape of his lips.

He said:

Beware!

…………

The dark bottom of the well shrouded in gray snow.

The Taoist priests' hairs were standing upright in a moment.

Feeling my heart, my eyelids lifted.

Yu Guangzhong.

Something broke open and the snow struck.

Sideways, horizontal sword.

Cang!

The Taoist priest only felt his wrist shake.

As soon as I watched, I saw a half of the sword spun flying out.

This sword was born and died with him, and after a bitter battle, it was already scarred, and it was expected to break.

But it's definitely not this time! It's definitely not here!

It's terrible.

Yu Guangli caught a glimpse of it again, the snow was flying, and the second attack followed.

Li Changan had no choice but to protect his chest with his fork arms and bet that this attack could smash the steel with flesh and blood.

Fortunately.

A familiar smell suddenly leaned behind him.

A bare hand clasped his shoulders.

Li Changan breathed a sigh of relief.

The body then flew back.

That attack also naturally failed, and threw a thunderbolt in the air in vain.

Stand firm when you land.

"I owe you another life."

He sincerely thanked Yu Mei.

But Yu Mei only squinted a pair of teary eyes, and his face was blank.

Li Changan laughed blankly.

I want to come to the other party, just like myself, with dizziness, pain in his eyes and deafness in his ears.

So simply nodded in thanks.

Immediately looked at the place with cold eyes.

The assailant is already in shape.

…………

It was a lump of rotten meat, a huge conscious movement that almost filled half of the rotten meat lump of a kiln shaft. Its entire exterior was scorched, cracked and cracked like countless mouths constantly opening in the peristaltic motion. Spit out rancid blood and sharp thorns.

Now and here, what else can it be to get rid of the corpse?

Daxton felt a headache.

The illusion was burnt to ashes, why didn't the culprit burn it clean?

However, although this thing has teeth and claws, it looks very fierce at first glance, but it only confronts itself where it is, and did not rush to pursue it. It seems...

While Li Changan was thinking about it, Yu Mei suddenly jumped out from his side, aggressively going straight to the opposite side.

The Taoist priest was taken aback, and quickly grabbed her.

Anxiously: "Do you still have mana?"

Yu Mei blinked his eyes, moved his ears over, and roared:

"What did you say?"

Yes, forget that she is also half deaf.

So the Taoist priests also moved their heads, and the two of them struck their necks, and you yelled at each other.

"I said, do you still have mana?!"

"No!"

"Where is the Talisman Magical Device?!"

"used up!"

"me too!"

The Taoist priest also pointed to the broken sword in his hand.

Yu Mei understood what Li Changan meant, but was still unwilling.

"Don't you let it go?!"

"Not afraid!"

The Taoist priest let go of his voice, and he was not afraid to listen to him.

"The corpse relies on grievances and corpses, but Zuojin was raided by Yu Mei a long time ago, where are these things? Let's retreat for a while, wait for Ming'er to recover some mana, and then come and end with it. Wouldn't it be better than playing with it now?!"

The truth is the truth, but Yu Mei is stubborn, staring at the corpse still being stabbed in place, especially unwilling.

Li Changan has yet to persuade.

"Little Huailing, Dao Ren Li said that this monster is a piece of rotten meat that is lingering, and it is not worth your life."

The words didn't reach the ears, but directly sounded in the mind.

Li Changan was not surprised but rejoiced.

"Bacchus?"

"It's just a trivial god."

Yu Mei did not answer, but the eyebrow color couldn't help flying out of joy.

She had also seen the condition of Dionysus before, and a thin soul body was wrapped around the rotten stone statue, and the appearance of the wind disappeared as soon as the wind blew, and it was miserable.

But now that he can use the method of sound transmission, his spirit state should be much better.

So Li Changan urged, "How does it feel to be struck by lightning?"

Bacchus laughed.

"It's just like a strong wine passing through the throat, it hurts! Happily!"

As he spoke, he changed his head.

"But Taoist, you can say something bad."

"Which sentence?"

"Why should I wait for the rest of the day? I'm sorry you two, but I was disrespectful at the last moment."

Yu Mei frowned: "What do you want to do?"

Li Changan was also surprised.

Sweeping the corpses who pretended to be sea urchins with their teeth and claws, and looked at the Bacchus who was like a remnant soul on the stone statue.

There is no one sentence: What can you do?

Bacchus did not rush to answer, and asked Li Changan instead.

"Does the Taoist remember a word I once said?"

If you don't have a brain, how do Taoists understand.

But this time.

Li Changan's tinnitus has gradually subsided.

Suddenly he heard some faint rumbling noises around him, and the ground began to tremble slightly, with a faint mellow smell coming in from unknown winds.

At the same time.

The corpse became more restless, and the fleshy thorns waved frequently, as if the antennae of an insect were catching something.

soon.

All its thorns shrank suddenly.

Li Changan was agitated, and he was immediately ready.

Next second.

But seeing the flesh thorns soaring suddenly, they didn't hit the Taoist priest and Yu Mei, but instead propped up the flesh group and jumped up.

However.

The moment it jumped.

The faint rumbling sound suddenly amplifies, and a majestic amber column of water gushes out of a hole on the stone wall that should have been abandoned, and the corpse is slapped down.

Not only that, the parts of the corpse contaminated by water, the flesh and blood melted into wisps of smoke.

The Taoist was taken aback.

groundwater?

Do not.

A strong aroma of wine bursts into the nose.

It's wine!

And it's good wine!

"The world's sorrows and grievances can be sold with fine wine."

Bacchus laughed happily.

"Qiu Lubai."

"Zhuyeqing."

"Kunlun brewed."

"Ningyueshuang."

...

Every time he uttered a name, there was a good wine pouring out of a grotto.

Ore.

Hundreds of fine wines spewed out from the Hundreds of Mouths Grottoes. Clear, red, sweet, and mellow... the kiln is filled with greatness.

The drunk waves are piled up, and the wine is churning.

His laughter is so cheerful.

"Everyone, swig!"

…………

Everyone who is good at wine has probably dreamed of wandering in the sea of ​​wine and drinking swigs.

But Taoist priests can say very responsibly that everything is too bad. He really doesn't want to go through this kind of experience a second time.

In particular, the corpse of another "drinker" is like falling into a sulfuric acid pool, struggling and shaking violently, but is firmly tied to the bottom of the kiln by the distinct flow of wine, repeatedly grinding layers of flesh and blood, melting every blood and water.

So when the two were lifted up to the kiln by a wave of wine, the Dionysian laughed:

"How does my stock of fine wines taste?"

Li Changan helped Yu's eyebrows soaked up, and replied out of anger.

"Strong enough."

Bacchus laughed again, but didn't laugh a few times.

"Huh? This evildoer is a bit fierce."

The Taoist shook his heart.

Not finished yet?

Hurry up and look in the wine kiln.

The flow of fine wine is still distinct, washing the corpses repeatedly.

But the corpse had a slender fleshy thorn, and it went into the stone wall of the wine kiln, pulling himself up. Although the fleshy thorn was quickly broken by the wine, before it was broken, it had already protruded a second... just like this, it was scoured, squeezed, melted, and moved up little by little.

Even if there is no balance between good and evil, Taoist priests can't help but lament the tenacity of each other's survival.

"Bacchus?"

Li Changan called again, but this time he did not respond for a long time.

Instead, it is in the kiln.

Accompanied by the corpse floating up a little bit, the washing of the corpse gradually weakened, and the originally distinct wine and water slowly mixed, and the kiln well became muddy and dark, so that the body of the corpse gradually became blurred and difficult. See.

"Puff."

Li Changan turned his head, only to see Yu Mei's back dive holding a sword.

"The Immeasurable Tianzun!"

Taoist morale burst into laughter, how come these one and two are so swaying? !

He shook his head.

Pick up the broken blade, cut off the robe and wrap it around a few times as a grip.

Jump into the wine.

…………

Li Changan has poor water quality.

When he dived, Yu Mei was already fighting with the corpse.

She wasn't a complete reckless man. She didn't directly go up and fight close to her body. Instead, she relied on a flexible figure to walk around the corpse, constantly cutting off the fleshy thorns that the corpse protruded.

This method works very well.

Forcing the corpse to have nowhere to take advantage, it sank a little more.

After the drink melted, the original behemoth now looked like a woman who was curled up.

Li Changan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to dive into the gourd picture.

But neither he nor Yu Mei miscalculated the ferocity of the corpse.

Notice.

The flesh and blood on the outside is actually the corpse of a monster controlled by resentment, while the body is actually the little girl.

Suddenly.

The corpse actually turned all the monster flesh into spikes and shot it out.

As if a flower of flesh and blood thorns bloomed in the dim kiln well.

No matter how agile Yu Mei was, how could he escape such a intensive attack, and only barely protected the vitals, he was pierced by Li, severely pinched on the stone wall, and then fainted.

This really taught Li Changan by surprise.

Mainly no one told him, will the life transformed from plants into animals be drowned?

The corpse quickly condensed the spikes back, and the flesh and blood re-wrapped the body corroded by the wine.

Li Changan discovered that after a short burst, its figure shrank by a large circle, and he probably had no spare energy to launch the attack just now.

But... the Taoist hesitated a bit, after all, he bypassed the corpse and dived in the direction where his eyebrows were sinking.

Ever since.

There is no obstacle in front of the corpse.

It follows the usual rhythm, withstanding the corrosion of the wine, climbing up step by step.

When it was about to climb out of this "thick acid pool", only a thin layer of flesh and blood was left on its body. The last step was to project the last flesh and blood without hesitation, even the only few remaining outside the kiln. On the stone pillar, the body, which has been corroded by the skin and exposed the fascia muscles, will be pulled out of the "deep".

this moment.

It's like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Is about to return to the world.

But at this moment...

Suddenly there was a loud noise:

"Ah uh~"

A big fat guy with a fat body and shiny hair was born!

The four hoofs came out together, carrying a huge weight of six hundred jin, firmly stuck on the small face of "Amei", which was as big as the palm of the hand.

Collapse~

The last thorn was overwhelmed and broke on the spot.

The evil spirit who saw the sun again was pushed back to **** by the hoof of the donkey!

The Taoist Gurulu spit out a bunch of bubbles.

"Good donkey!"

…………

When Li Changan raised his eyebrows and floated to the surface.

The long gray snow finally fell.

The sky swept away the dust, revealing its original appearance.

But seeing the clouds and mountains outline the overlapping golden edges, it seems that the heavy rain is temporarily suspended, but it is not gloomy. It is probably because a huge hole is opening in the Yunshan, and the bright sunlight poured down from it, casting on the ruins of the desolate temple. , Plunged into the deep kiln, and opened up a beam of light casting in the dead and gloomy wine.

Li Changan followed the light and looked down.

In the turbid liquor, at the end of the beam, there was a small figure slowly sinking.

But occasionally there was a slight tremor, and the priest knew that everything was not over yet.

"Bacchus?"

Still no response.

So the Taoist priest rubbed the hair on the head of the donkey who was spreading Huan in the wine, put his eyebrows on the back of the donkey, and pulled out the dagger that he held tightly from her hand.

Take a deep breath.

Go back and dive.

...

The bottom of the kiln is quiet, without a trace.

The sky light through the wine wave reflected on Amei.

What the Taoist priest saw before his eyes was a terrible monster with skin peeled off, hands and feet ablated, white bones and **** blood, but what came to mind was the innocent and splendid girl in the Yujiadi store.

But soon.

He laughed at himself, and laughed at himself in a pretentious manner.

When he was about to lift the sword to approach, Amei suddenly opened her eyes, or in other words, two dead gray eyeballs were aimed at in her eyelids that had melted away.

Then the remaining flesh and blood on his body trembled and was about to move.

Seeing this scene, Li Changan was not surprised at all.

I knew it was ferocious and tenacious, and would not give up waiting for death until the end of life, and who knows whether it means to escape and ascend to heaven?

The Taoist priest was about to move, but suddenly, behind the corpse, in the gloom at the end of the light, a pair of arms wrapped around the corpse's body.

Immediately afterwards.

The owner of the arm emerged.

It looks like calcined coal, full of dense cavities.

It is the stone statue of Bacchus, or in other words, Bacchus.

He was in a terrible state, and his soul was already dimly lit on the idol, but now it is scattered as stars.

Bacchus is dissipating.

Just now he called for a good wine to solve his grievances, which was the swan song he prepared for himself, but it was a little bit worse. It is expected that Bacchus has been absorbing the incense of the demon, no, he should continue to live without interruption from the beginning.

After all, Xiaoshui is no longer there. Why should the gods of Xiaoshui be greedy for survival?

Bacchus turned his head to face the Taoist priest, he had no more energy to transmit, but why bother to speak at this moment?

Li Changan brushed the sword with his fingers.

"Slash the demon."

Yingying Qingguang emerged.

The Taoist smashed it down with a sword.

…………

After the rain, the sky is fine and the sun is clear.

Li Changan pulled out the last weed, stretched out his muscles and bones, looking around the fruits of his labor.

The lonely small courtyard, the big locust tree with sparse branches, the once withered and sprouting vines, and a small tomb were all roughly cleaned up, vaguely looking like before.

Yu Mei took out the soup made with wild valley and wild vegetables, and filled three portions in a broken bowl that he had turned out somewhere, and the two of them gathered around the stone pier with a donkey and slurped the soup.

Li Chang'an bowed his head and blew the heat:

"Now that the monsters have been hoeed out, what are your plans for the future?"

Unexpectedly, asking casually but in exchange for a long silence.

"Who said that the monsters are dead?" Yu Mei pointed at himself coldly, "Isn't there another one?"

Li Changan was taken aback, and hurriedly raised his head, only to see the corners of Yu's eyebrows and lips, and to see the surprised and panic look of the Taoist priest, he even laughed unscrupulously.

Well, it seems that after rubbing the **** to Yu Zhenren, she has a lot of cheerful temperament. She used to be cold and didn't even look at her facial expressions, but now she has learned to make jokes.

Li Changan was helpless, making Yu Mei laugh slowly, and continued to eat, tusk, unsurprisingly, bitter and hard.

Yu Mei smiled enough, and finally remembered to answer the Taoist question.

"The illusion is shattered, although I am no longer Xiaoshui's eyebrow, but I am still Huai Ling in front of a real man's grave."

"The world is vast and the world is prosperous, don't you want to see it with your own eyes?"

"Open your eyes and tell nonsense." Yu Mei whitened the Taoist priest. "It's still troubled outside. Where is the prosperity? What's so good about the corpses everywhere?"

After speaking, she interrupted the topic roughly, and then handed over a booklet.

Li Changan took it over. The thread was rough and the cover had the words "Miscellaneous Charm Collection".

"This is?"

"for you."

"I haven't received Lushan's urn, where can I use it?"

"It's okay. This is compiled by real people who have collected and circulated talisman in the world. They are all types of golden light curse and evil spirits. You don't need to accept someone's job. I will give it to you, so that you don't need to claim to be a Taoist but always borrow other people's homes. Rune."

Taoist priests are thick-skinned.

"Thanks a lot."

But disrespectful.

Yu Mei handed out another booklet.

It's much lighter and thinner than "Small Collection", and there is no name on the cover, but Li Changan gets more and more familiar with it. This is not...

"right."

"This is the magic weapon for real people to detain monsters and construct illusions. Although it is incomplete, it is still of great value. Staying here will be coveted."

"If possible, please return it to Lushan."

"If it's not convenient."

Yu Mei paused.

"It's up to you."

"It's OK." Li Changan took it the same way. "What else can I order?"

Yu Mei smiled and shook his head, putting the hair around his eyebrows behind his ears.

"When will the Taoist priest leave?"

Li Changan ate up the soup in twos or threes.

"now."

...

There is no need to mention the gossip, Li Changan should finally set foot on his way home.

He led the donkey and gently closed the courtyard door.

After taking a hundred steps, I suddenly felt something and looked back.

But seeing the small yard floating in the small courtyard, the brilliance was condensed, and it melted into the many big trees on the high wall.

Immediately afterwards.

But seeing the lively new buds from the branches of the locust tree, the new buds stretched out into leaves, and clusters of light yellow flowers formed between the branches and leaves. It seemed that after a long time, the locust tree became covered with branches and fragrant swaying in the blink of an eye.

The wind blew across the branches.

Vaguely waved goodbye.