Every day I have to flirt with the Daoist [Ming Dao Xing Yao]

The night of late autumn is slightly cool, the moon hangs high in the dark blue sky, the clouds are rolling and distinct, moving with the autumn wind, covering up the bright moon, making the world plunge into darkness again.

Chu Ji stood upright in the open space, his clothes rippling slightly, the autumn wind was blowing in his ears, and the sound of very light footsteps came from far and near, Chu Ji was alert immediately, looking sharply at the source of the sound.

A foot wearing a round-toed boot slowly emerged from the corner. Chu Ji's gaze paused, and then he understood something. He could only see a doll carved in pink and jade walking out of the place where the candlelight was flickering. He stared at the wooden hairpin in Chu Ji's hand—it was the second son of the Chen family, Chen Xin, or something, only in appearance.

All the fog seemed to be unraveled in an instant, and Chu Ji suddenly understood, no wonder Lin Han was able to disappear in the Chen Mansion and killed Mrs. Chen Er. It turned out that he was possessed by Chen Xin, a harmless child. , not only arouses sympathy, but also the best hiding place. Lin Han's method is used brilliantly.

Chu Ji only blamed himself for not being able to think of this level first, and looked at Lin Han with deep eyes.

Lin Han walked slowly in front of Chu Ji, stood five steps away from Chu Ji, and stretched out his hand. Unlike the gloomy voice, he said in a childish voice, "Give it back to me."

Chu Ji played with the wooden hairpin in his hand. Since he was drawing people out, he didn't intend to play tricks on Lin Han. He threw it away, and the wooden hairpin fell into Lin Han's hands firmly. Holding the wooden hairpin in the palm of his hand, he looked at Chu Ji with those empty eyes, "The Daoist actually knows who I am, and he must know the ins and outs. Why do you want to help the evildoers?"

Chu Ji frowned slightly when he heard this, and said with a sneer, "Lin Han, I don't judge what is right and what is wrong, but you were supposed to enter reincarnation, but you stayed in the world to make trouble. Based on this alone, I must capture you."

"Everyone in the Chen family deserves to die," Lin Han gripped the wooden hairpin tightly, gnashing his teeth, "Chen Guiqiang robbed the women of the people, and the Chen family murdered people secretly, so why should I take revenge?"

As he said that, Chen Xin's body suddenly struggled violently, Chu Ji held his face, and saw a thick black shadow slowly separating from Chen Xin's body, rising to the sky, and Chen Xin's eyes gradually closed, unconscious Seeing Lin Han's real body, Chu Ji threw himself forward and hugged Chen Xin's small body. After snorting and confirming that he was just unconscious, he placed Chen Xin in a corner and returned by himself. Overhead and confront Lin Han.

Lin Han's face could be vaguely discerned, but his body was almost swallowed up by the black mist. He stood quietly not far away, and his voice was shrill, "The Chen family caress about human life. If I don't seek justice for myself, it will be too much for me." .”

His voice was bleak, but there was no sign of attacking Chu Ji. The owner of the theater, Dao Linhan, was a gentle young man who was kind to others before his death. As if recalling something, the whole person fell into endless pain.

"Even if this is the case, the fault was caused by Chen Gui alone. Why did you kill innocent people?" Chu Ji held the Zhanyun Sword in his hand and did not draw it out of its sheath for a long time.

"Innocent?" The black mist suddenly trembled violently, and roared, "Mrs. Chen and the third madam jointly bullied her and beat her to the point where her body was covered with bruises. The maids pushed her into a deep well, and the thugs threw her body in the wilderness. The wild dogs gnawed cleanly, you tell me that you are innocent, but they are not the only ones who deserve to die in the Chen residence."

Chu Ji raised his eyebrows, "What about Mrs. Chen?"

"I don't want to," Lin Han shook, his empty eyes seemed about to shed tears, he stretched out his hand, and put the wooden hairpin close to his heart, "But she accidentally saw my real body, I have to kill her."

Lin Han seemed to be in pain, as if he was about to kneel down.

Chu Ji had a lot of feelings in his heart. He was not a heartless person. All Lin Han did was to avenge his revenge. Everyone he premeditated to murder had his reasons.

Even so, it was not an excuse to kill someone.

"Where are you keeping those six ghosts?" Chu Ji's voice was as calm as a breeze.

"I won't tell you," Lin Han suddenly smiled sadly, "Chen Gui will never be reincarnated in two hours, and I will perish in this world, Daoist, you can't save them."

Chu Ji rushed towards Lin Han like the wind, and the scabbard of Zhanyun Sword touched Lin Han's neck. He lowered his voice, "It's still time for you to stop now, don't make a big mistake."

As long as Lin Han let go of his inner demons, before Jiang Yuxiu's curse can be removed, Chu Ji pushed the scabbard a little further impatiently, "Lin Han, you are already dead, don't be obsessed."

Lin Han was pressed against the scabbard, showing no sign of fear. Two lines of tears suddenly flowed from his empty eyes. He looked at Chu Ji and asked suddenly, "Master Daoist, do you know what it's like to love someone?"

Chu Ji was stunned, and his hands gradually tightened.

"She is gone, so what about my reincarnation, without her, I don't even have the idea of ​​living," Lin Han seemed to remember the past, weeping, but raised the corners of his mouth, "I want to avenge her, no matter what the price is, I am willing."

Chu Ji was silent.

He couldn't understand Lin Han's feelings, life and death are fate, since the living is dead, it's time to let go of the worldly obsession and go back as soon as possible.

But Lin Han told him that he didn't even have the idea of ​​living, and all thoughts were nothing but despair.

Chu Ji's hand on Lin Han's neck gradually withdrew, and he looked at Lin Han quietly. Lin Han was holding the wooden hairpin tightly, smiling at the corner of his mouth, as if he was about to be relieved.

He took six lives from the human world, and now those six souls are still missing. Even if Chu Ji felt sympathetic, he would not let him go. He quietly raised the hilt of his sword, and Chu Ji suppressed the sympathy in his heart. , as a Taoist, one should not let go of a harmful ghost.

"Lin Han," Chu Ji said sternly, "tell me the location of the soul."

Lin Han smiled and shook his head when he heard the words, and raised his neck actively, "Master Dao, you kill me, I made a deal with the ghost king, tonight is the seventh day, and the deadline is up, he will come to take my life, anyway A word of death is the same in anyone's hand."

Chu Ji's hand holding the sword tightened. Lin Han's hopelessness made him grit his teeth, but he couldn't draw his sword to cut it down. He hesitated and struggled. shake.

Just as he was still unable to draw the sword out of its sheath, he suddenly felt an unusual airflow coming here at an extremely fast speed. Chu Ji's heart tightened, and he turned around in an instant, and the crescent moon happened to hang on the eaves , exuding a cool brilliance.

Hearing the sound before the person arrived, the man's slow tone with a chilling chuckle drifted into Chu Ji's ears with the wind in the night, "It's so brave to touch my things."

A gust of cold wind blew, and Chu Ji silently slammed the Cloud Zhanjian out of the scabbard. The sword was fierce, and under the moonlight, there was a chill unique to his cold weapon.

He waited with bated breath for the appearance of the owner of the voice, the moon hung on the corner of the eaves, and the red clothes suddenly appeared, like the brightest red blood embellishing the darkness of the night, extremely gorgeous.

The visitor has a pair of piercing eyes that are as bright as stars at night. The red shirt makes his face as white as the moon, and his thin lips are slightly hooked. The extreme white and the extreme red complement each other. On the eaves, there was light in his eyes, and he slowly fell on the eaves, but his eyes directly passed Chu Ji, and placed them on the black mist that Lin Han transformed behind him.

Chu Ji suddenly felt bad, but in the blink of an eye, before he even had time to look back, he heard Lin Han's scream erupting from his chest behind him. When Chu Ji saw the details behind him clearly, Lin Han's chest was already on fire. A raging fire arose and instantly devoured Lin Han, and until he died, he held onto the wooden hairpin tightly in his hands until it disappeared, and the wooden hairpin fell to the ground with a low sound.

"Lin Han." Chu Ji only had time to call hastily, but the person who had just talked to him had disappeared, his soul was scattered, and all traces of his existence in the world were wiped out.

Jiang Yuxiu on the eaves looked at all this coldly, with a smile in her voice, but it was full of coldness, and she said to Chu Ji, "It's your turn."

Chu Ji turned around to look at the legend on the eaves, Jiang Yuxiu, the ghost king, with a stern expression. He was gorgeous and bloodthirsty, and he just took the time to tidy up the few strands of black hair hanging down on his chest.

Then slowly, he finally set his eyes on the reckless person who dared to break ground on his head.

Chu Ji tightened his hand holding the sword. He had already seen Jiang Yuxiu's skill. With just one glance, Lin Han's soul was destroyed in front of him. Although he practiced Taoism, he was only a body of flesh and blood. Life is easy.

Zhan Yunjian heard an unusual aura and was shaking in his hand. The magnitude of the vibration was something Chu Ji had never seen before. Even Zhan Yunjian knew what a formidable opponent Chu Ji was facing tonight.

During the surging air, Chu Ji was even ready to give his life here tonight, and he finally met Jiang Yuxiu's gaze, coming from hell, with biting coldness and gloom.

Unexpectedly, the moment Jiang Yuxiu saw Ji's appearance clearly, her eyes suddenly closed, as if she couldn't believe it, or as if she saw something terrifying, her pupils narrowed violently, and she sounded uncertain but as if she was A joyful voice sounded, and he spit out two words, "Qin Yu?"

Chu Ji looked at him vigilantly. He didn't know who he was talking about. He just waited to calm down. Facing the frightening ghost king, he showed no fear at all. Instead, he raised his lower lip very slightly, and his voice was lulling, "It is rumored The ghost king is gorgeous in red, and Chu Ji is lucky to meet him, even if he dies today, it will be a happy event."

As he spoke, he held the hilt of his sword tightly and waited for Jiang Yuxiu's attack. Even if he was going to die, he would die with vigor.

Jiang Yuxiu was a little emotionally pulled back by his voice, and quietly looked at the man who was between a teenager and a young man, dressed in a tea-and-white blue suit, arrogant and awe-inspiring, and unexpectedly did not see fear in his eyes.

And that face, alternately with the long-term impression, was seventy-eight percent similar, a little in a trance.

At the end, he smiled slightly, as if laughing at his dazzled eyes, and his eyes lit up with blood again, quietly looked at the people below, showing an overly gorgeous smile, and took Chu Ji's words, "If that's the case, then you Take a good look at my appearance, and recognize your master after you die."

Chu Ji suddenly felt a red light descending from the sky, and stepped back ten steps, while Jiang Yuxiu on the eaves had landed on the ground in a blink of an eye, exuding a strange aura of death.

The author has something to say:

Great!Our Jiang Yuxiu finally appeared!

By about chapter [-], the basic characters will appear spicy!