The real record of former fairy world bosses flirting with each other

When it is ugly, the bright moon hangs high and everything is quiet.

The night wind was blowing coolly, and the dead leaves were swirled twice in the air, and then slowly floated back to the ground.A frightened bird swished past the treetops, trembling twice with the dead branches, and cut the hazy last quarter moon shrouded in thin clouds into several pieces.

It's a good time to be haunted.

At such an hour when everything was supposed to be asleep, the courtyard of the Sun family mansion in the east of the city was brightly lit.

The swaying flames illuminated the night as bright as day, and there were a lot of servants and Taoist priests crowded together in the yard, all staring nervously at the middle of the yard.

In the middle of the yard, dog blood was splashed all over the ground. Seven tall and short wooden stakes were inserted on the ground. The wooden stakes formed a circle, surrounded by red threads tied with copper coins, and the copper coins were blown by the wind. It shook slightly, but made no sound.A net made of wooden stakes and red thread encircled the middle area into a cage, and inside stood a small figure with slightly hunched shoulders, drooping head, and straight legs, as if being supported on the ground by a stick. Holding a small knife in Xiao Xiao's hand, it was dripping with bright red blood.

Standing at each of the four corners of the wooden post was a Taoist priest holding a mahogany sword, muttering something incessantly, all of them were frowning at this time, with an ugly expression on their faces.

"Brother..." In the corner of the courtyard, a young Taoist priest frowned, his voice trembling slightly, "Why is this ghost so powerful? The abbot went into battle himself, and even used the 'Ghost Slaying Formation'. Why, why do you still use it?" Don't let it go..."

"This is Hongli! It can't be compared with ordinary ghosts!" The older Taoist next to him glared at him, tightly holding the mahogany sword in his hand, as if someone had grabbed his throat.

"What?!" The young Taoist priest suddenly turned pale with shock, his legs were a little weak: "Hong, Hongli!"

People break away from heaven and earth and become ghosts, but they still cannot escape the fate of being divided into three, six, and nine classes.Ghosts are divided into six levels from weak to strong: discouraged, white-shirted, yellow-paged, black-shadowed, red-faced, and green-haired. Most of the ghosts you encounter are white-shirted and yellow-paged. Black shadows are very rare, let alone serious ones. Hong Li.

"Shut up!" The old Taoist yelled in a low voice, "Don't disturb the abbot's mantra!"

The young Taoist priest turned pale and shut his mouth hastily.Time passed by one minute and one second, and half a stick of incense passed, and the white-bearded Taoist priest standing in the "dry position" suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. pose.

"Abbot!" The young Taoist priest standing in the 'Gen position' was shocked, and shook the mahogany sword in his hand, and the net of red coins immediately jingled copper bells.Upon seeing this, the white beard Taoist sternly said: "Hold on! If you can't hold on to this formation, no one will survive tonight!"

Hearing the words, the young Taoist immediately held the mahogany sword, frowned and continued to chant the mantra, but the sound of copper coins on the net not only did not stop, but even became louder. Following the messy sound of copper coins, a chuckle suddenly came from the net , the voice fluttered, carrying a captivating coldness.The next moment, the sound of copper coins suddenly sounded, and the circles of red coins collapsed!

"what!!!"

The nervous servants finally collapsed at this time, and there was a scream of unity. In a flash, except for those who had already passed out, everyone threw down their torches and ran away in horror. Under the reflection of the torches on the ground, the grandson The backyard of the house is a mess like a pot of porridge.Amidst the screams one after another, the four Taoist priests guarding the formation vomited a mouthful of blood at the same time. At the same time, a red light flashed, and a child flew out of the formation like lightning. , the corners of his mouth curled up, he smiled very strangely, and the knife dripping with blood in his hand went straight to the white-bearded Taoist priest!

Daoist Priest was shocked in his heart, half of his body seemed to be sinking into the icy water of winter——

My life is over!

"when!"

Between the lightning and the flint, there was a crisp sound, and a Wujin bell came through the air, hit the sharp blade, and sent the blade flying by two feet.

The next moment, wide robes and wide sleeves fluttered in the air, and the slender figures landed one after the other. Their slender fingers lightly caught the bouncing Ujin bell, and then landed firmly in the center of the yard.

Everyone cast their gazes over in unison——I saw that the person who came was young, dressed in coarse clothes, and a nondescript outer robe. The outer robe had survived for hundreds of years, and it was as tattered as a A piece of fishing net, with the words "After vicissitudes" written on it.The man's head was also very messy, with a bunch of hair sticking out stubbornly. He looked as if he had just been grabbed from the bed, and he was very unique.

Although the shape of the clothes is difficult to describe in a word, there is nothing to choose about the appearance and figure.He is tall and has long legs, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and his clothes are not only not decadent, but even have a sense of unrestrained chic. His eyebrows and eyes are extremely beautiful, his face is like a jade crown, his lips are red and his teeth are white. If you look carefully, there is a small mole under the corner of your right eye , looks a little playful, but also has a little passion that has nothing to do with Fengyue.

At this time, those beautiful almond-core eyes were half-closed, with a loose expression, and they stood lazily in the yard, raised their hands to cover their mouths and yawned long, two drops from the corners of their eyes filled with the words "Reluctant". "Three big characters of tears.

A colorful-tailed magpie flapped its wings and flew over. The black gold ring on its paw landed on the man's shoulder firmly under the light of the torch with a warm and soft light.

Everyone stared blankly at one person and one bird, with expressions of shock, doubt, or expectation.But the man seemed to have seen it at the same time. He casually glanced at the ghost on one side, and turned his head slightly towards the colorful-tailed magpie on his shoulder. Get up, dare to love because of such a thing?!"

The magpie fluttered its wings and chirped. If you listened carefully, you could vaguely hear someone's words from the chirping of the bird, saying that "there is only one black spot left in the circle of merit".

The man paused for a moment, his beautiful apricot eyes finally widened a little, he glanced at the bird's paw, and said to himself: "So fast?"

The ghost on one side was still very tight just now, but now it suddenly became "such a thing", roared angrily, threw the knife with a flick of the hand, raised his shoulder, and a black, bloody smell rose from his hand instantly. The fog rushed towards that person!

"Blood sea fog!" The expression of the young Taoist priest who had just defended the formation changed drastically, he picked up the mahogany sword and rushed over, shouting hoarsely: "Get out of here!"

"Wait, wait." Hearing the voice, the man in the courtyard moved his wrist, waved his palm up and down towards the young Taoist priest, and then turned his head to look at the ghost.

Perhaps the ghost's appearance really didn't fit his aesthetics, the man lost interest after looking at it, and yawned leisurely, there was nothing to look at after scanning around, and he simply looked up at the crooked moon.

Seeing that the black mist was about to touch people, Li Gui smiled sinisterly. At this moment, a bell suddenly jumped into the air, and as soon as the "jingle bell" rang, all the black mist was instantly sucked into the bell. Then it went straight towards the ghost, and when it got close to the ghost, it turned into a big silver net, and wrapped the ghost in a blink of an eye!

The ghost immediately rolled to the ground, and the screams of pain resounded through the sky.

Everyone in the courtyard was dumbfounded.

"Tsk, it's another night with only the moon and no stars." The man patted the ashes that didn't exist on his hands, a little regretful: "...It's really not particular."

Everyone in the courtyard immediately knelt down.

The man thought of something, turned his head to look at the young Taoist priest, picked his ear with his little finger, and said lazily: "...What did you just say?"

The young Taoist's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he stuttered: "I, I said..."

The young Taoist slapped his thigh, his eyes lit up: "Master's name?!"

"A person with no name and no surname." The master replied lazily, and turned to look at the ghost caught in the net.At this time, the howling of the ghost had already subsided, he stretched his palms forward to retract the bell, and then grabbed the ghost on the ground in the air, dragging a red shadow out of the child very brutally, Then he stuffed it whole into the pocket at his waist.

The Li Gui was possessed by the child. At this time, the Li Gui was taken away, and the child's face finally returned to normal, his breathing was shallow and even, and he lay on the ground sleeping very quietly.At the same time, on the eaves, the intricately decorated black gold rings on the magpie's paws glowed with a faint blue light, like glare on a snow-capped mountain.Excited, the magpie flew up into the sky, as excited as if it had swallowed ten pills in one go, turned two somersaults in a row, fluttered its wings, and went to nowhere.

The man looked at the shadow of the magpie, hooked his mouth, and tossed the Wujin bell in the air twice casually.A luxuriously dressed woman ran to the child in a few steps, went to the closet on the floor, hugged the child and cried loudly.The master paused, walked towards the woman leisurely, waited until the woman was almost crying, then leaned over slightly, and smiled at her, a small mole under the corner of his right eye moved slightly, smiling like The willow tree sprouted in March, and it was heart-warming and beautiful.

"This master..." The woman had tears in her eyes, she stood up and was about to kneel down: "Your great kindness..."

The corners of the master's eyes were curved, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he stretched out his palms forward: "100 taels."

The woman's knees stopped in mid-air.

"One, 100 taels?!" The woman had a look of disbelief, and the final tune broke.

"Ah, that's not right..." The master frowned slightly: "I was called up in the middle of the night, so I have to pay more."

She moved her fingers with a sincere face: "Chenghui... 120 taels."

When this person is not smiling, his eyebrows and eyes are handsome, with a comfortable sense of laziness, like a white cat basking in the sun in winter. Under the light of the torch, there was a shimmer in his eyes, which made people unable to take his eyes off—maybe it was because he was beautiful enough, and the urge to beat him was not so strong at this time.

The woman's lips moved: "This, this much?"

120 taels, enough to cover all the expenses of a large mansion for a year.

"120 taels, it's not too much to buy the lives of your whole family." The white-bearded priest who just vomited blood walked over, clutching his chest, and bowed respectfully to the man: "Master, thank you for saving your life. "

"It's easy to say." The man responded, but his eyes were still on the woman.The woman hesitated for a moment after hearing what the old Taoist priest said, and said a few words to the housekeeper who looked like a housekeeper behind her, and then bowed to the man: "Thank you, Master."

The man instantly burst into a smile, as bright as flowers blooming all over the mountains and plains.

After taking the bank note from the butler, the man patted it flatteringly, then nodded very gracefully, turned around and walked around the white bearded Taoist priest who wanted to talk to him and the man with glowing eyes staring at him in a strange position. The young Taoist priest walked towards the door.Walking to the door, there was a little Taoist priest who was still wearing baby fat. The man rubbed the little Taoist priest's head, and then went out happily.

"Brother Mowu, when can I play with you again?" The little Taoist shouted towards the back of the man.The man didn't turn his head and didn't respond, he waved his hand to the back.

With a few "clangs", several mahogany swords fell to the ground.The Taoist priest with a white beard stared at the little Taoist with wide eyes: "Who? Who do you think he is?!"

The little Taoist blinked: "Brother Mo Wu, you treated me to candied haws before!"

"Mo Wu?" The white-bearded priest trembled all over, his eyes widened, and his voice doubled——

"He is... Tianshi Mowu?!"