My old enemy always likes to pull my furry ears

Yan Zhou returned to his own land, or to be precise, this is just a wasteland where he settled temporarily.

Evil spirits especially love places where there is no light, because whenever they stand in the world, there will always be people who will regard them as villains and targets to be defeated and eliminated. No one wants to hug them, only when the night falls, the night covers the world, and he is the only one in the world, can he feel a little safe.

Facing the cold moon on the top of the wilderness mountain, Yan Zhou stood on the edge of the cliff, and the cold wind blew into the distance for a while, the black lines on his face had been accompanied by him coming back from the cemetery, and then slowly dissipated.

"It's unfeeling to say that I have no one to hurt."

With a breath in his heart, he murmured: "Xue Huan, Xue Huan, I haven't seen you for 10 years, you really don't remember me at all."

A coolness came from the edge of the cliff. As the night got dark, the full moon above the head was once again covered by dark clouds. After a while, it hung in the sky again.

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In a small shop in Mingchuan City, Jun An resolutely refused to go home with Jun Zhi, and Jun Zhi was so angry that he didn't know where to vent his anger, and grabbed his ear, nagging: "You haven't played enough, Jiuzhang The one on the stage is a remnant who has lost the three souls, and will die easily, what else do you want?"

Jun An bared his teeth and rescued the disabled ear from his sister, yelling: "There must be something wrong with this matter, if I go back empty-handed, I have to be a joke for those boys, I won't do it."

"But everyone is dead, what a strange way."

Junan stared, lowered his voice, and was about to say a few words, but suddenly felt uneasy, ran over and closed the door, and then closed the window, and then started from the beginning and said: "You forgot that we came to Mingchuan at the beginning. It's time? Both your Chuji and my Canglan have sensed it. The personal saber will only release its spiritual power to remind the master when it feels dangerous. Is Saber trembling with fright?"

Junzhi: "But Chuji only moved for a while, and then there was no more movement."

Jun An shook his head, fixed his eyes on the burning red candle on the table, and said, "The spirit orb that fell on Shen Zhang's body was purple, but his illusion barrier can't be set by purple cultivation. Do you still remember that one?" What did the man with the long stick look like when he broke through the illusion? The entire outer barrier finally condensed into a bead of blood."

He stretched out his hand to pick up a little tear from the red candle, "I don't feel very good about that drop of blood."

Speaking of this, Jun Zhi suddenly remembered the sudden heart palpitations in her heart before Shen Zhang came out. She had never felt that kind of feeling, a feeling of suffocation as if she was stuffed in the water and couldn't struggle. Give her a panic.

"There must be other monsters in Mingchuan City, and their skills are extremely high." Jun Zhuang pretended to draw out his dagger, and said with a false smile, "I really want to see what he looks like."

The way Jun An gestured with the knife stabbed Jun Zhi's eyes, she suddenly came back to her senses, released her spiritual method and snatched his short knife away, and gave him a blank look: "You can save yourself, you don't know this The details of the demon, if I get hurt, how can I explain to my parents."

Jun An grew up and was locked up at home and protected very well. Even if his old-fashioned father allowed him to learn Taoism, he never gave him a place to display it. At that time, he was full of fantasies about the monsters in the outside world, so he practiced with little monsters. If an old monster could catch one and make it into a vase, then he would be elated when he saw his brothers in the future, with his neck raised high.

Jun'an knew that his sister was always unable to stand up to demands, so he flickered and said: "No, I will just take a look at it from a distance, and if I really can't beat me then, I will run away. I have no name in the world, so kill me." It's no good for me."

"No." Jun Zhi was used to his routine, and firmly refused.

Jun An's brows drooped, feeling aggrieved, "Sister, I've never killed a monster, even the one yesterday was picked up by someone else, since I was a child, the eldest brother, the second brother, the third brother and the fourth brother in the family are better than me. Even my seventh brother, who is two years younger than me, once killed a water snake spirit. If I don't have any achievements, I really can't stay at home anymore. They all... all exclude me, laugh at me... ah..."

He started to cry as he talked, but the thunder roared and there was no rain. You know that he is not soft-hearted, and he also knows that this kid is waiting for him to surrender, but he is still annoyed, so he simply surrendered: "Okay, okay, Let you go, let you go, if you lose your life, I will not go back, I will pay you with my life!"

Jun An turned from crying to laughing, without any trace of tears on his face, and vowed: "I will never let you die, you are the only flower in our Jun family."

Junzhi annoyed him and scolded: "Get lost!"

"okay!"

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At the same time, Boss Huang, who had finished the banquet at Jiuzhang Terrace ahead of schedule, brought a few Taoist priests to Shen Zhang's grave. With a sullen expression on his face, he spat at Shen Zhang's grave, and ordered his subordinates, "Burn it."

"Boss Huang, the tomb has been destroyed. You can take off the beads on the formation of dead souls in the small building of the Huang Mansion when it turns black. Let's withdraw from the formation."

The Taoist said respectfully, Boss Huang's anger subsided a little the moment Shen Zhang's tomb was lit.He said in a hoarse voice, "I hope the medicine you gave my daughter will be effective, so that she can forget about the past, otherwise this matter will never end, and you will still not get a penny!"

The Taoist immediately said: "Boss Huang, don't worry. Once the tomb is destroyed, Shen Zhang will disappear from this world forever. Of course, he will not have an afterlife."

Boss Huang coughed heavily, holding phlegm in his throat.

On the other side, Jun An took advantage of the night to sneak into the backyard of Huang's Mansion. It is true that Huang's Mansion is the number one richest man in Mingchuan. There are many trees, and when the wind blows, the shadows fall to the ground, which is scary.

Fortunately, Jun'an's family has been inherited from generation to generation, and now the family has a great business, no worse than Huang's house, otherwise, he would have missed the black shadow flashing past the wall in the comparison of sighs.

Junan raised his vigilance and followed carefully, chasing along the long corridor to an inconspicuous small building.There is a lantern hanging outside the door of the small building, with Buddha characters on it, shining golden light.

Junan guessed, could it be that there is a small building dedicated to the Buddha in the Yellow Mansion?

Soon, he turned inside, and saw the second floor gleaming with extremely obvious light against the backdrop of the night.

He used lightness kung fu to fly up to the second floor, stood in the aisle and watched the flickering light inside the door.

The Canglan behind him began to stir again, this time the strangeness was exactly the same as when he first entered Mingchuan, Jun soothed his heart, took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and slowly opened the door... There was a magic circle drawn on the ground behind the door , the horizontal and vertical zigzag strokes turn out the number of formations, but——

A man in black held the Buddhist beads on the magic circle and smiled at him strangely. Jun An's heart skipped a beat, his eyes seemed to be covered with dust, and the man disappeared before he had time to see his purple eyes clearly.

The magic circle made a hoarse roar, and then twisted and spun on the ground. Jun An was clever, shook off the goosebumps all over his body, turned around and went out, and quickly slipped away from this place.

After walking back to the small shop, Jun An had a hopeless nightmare all night and woke up in a cold sweat. Under Jun Zhi's puzzled eyes, he hurriedly dragged her to find the largest Buddhist temple in Mingchuan, and burned incense for safety.

The most popular temple in Mingchuan enshrines the golden body of Patriarch Bodhi. It is said that prayers are especially spiritual, especially when it comes to money. To put it bluntly, Mingchuan’s wealth is not only due to jade, but also because of a big Buddha that is efficacious.

Junan piously knelt down from the steps outside the hall, kowtowed step by step, praying for safety with each step, firstly parents, then brothers and sisters, and then himself, step by step, putting aside the glamorous identity and the original disgraceful The reason is that Jun'an is the most ordinary of thousands of good men and women. He is a mortal body with the most simple desires in the world.

You know that you don't believe in Buddhism, and you don't have the idea that beliefs are mutually exclusive, but Jun'an kneels and worships at the side, and she walks by the side.

The temple keeps burning incense every day, and there are many people who come and go in bright clothes, but almost all of the steps passing the entrance hall are pious worshipers, and only you know that standing is very eye-catching.

The abbot of the temple noticed them early in the morning, and waited until they finished kneeling on the steps, entered the hall, burned incense and made a wish, and then went up to talk to them.

"Amitabha, hello to the two benefactors."

Jun An saluted him with clasped hands, the host smiled warmly, and said slowly: "Look at the clothes of the two benefactors, maybe they came from other places."

Jun An nodded: "We are here for sightseeing. We have heard about the Ming and Qing Dynasties and the beautiful mountains and rivers in Mingchuan for a long time, so we want to stay in the city for a few more days."

The host asked, "How does it feel to be here?"

Jun'an burned incense and worshiped Buddha all the way, and his mood had calmed down a long time ago, but looking around the golden-lit Buddhist hall reminded him of the Buddha's saying that the Buddha exorcises all evils, so he half-truth and half-tested: "Mingchuan is indeed a treasured place, but, my Just entered the city yesterday, and heard some strange things."

The master went through the battlefield for a long time, without any surprise, and said kindly: "The two benefactors have extraordinary looks, and I know that the two of you are in conflict. Why don't you follow me to the backyard and talk for a while."

The backyard of the temple is deep, and there are many flowers planted at the entrance, and a bronze bell is erected on the cobblestone road, which is solemn and solemn.

Jun An walked with the host, and heard him say: "You must have heard about the haunted Huangfu."

Junan nodded in acquiescence.

"A total of thirteen people died in Huang's mansion. They all disappeared first, and the bodies were found in the stinky water tank the next day. Sometimes people disappeared out of thin air during the day. Someone saw it with their own eyes, and it was rumored that there were monsters hovering in Huang's mansion, but Later, there were many rumors that it was a ghost, the ghost of Shen Zhang."

Jun An said: "I heard that Boss Huang asked someone to kill him, and then..."

I don't know if the host is empty of all four, or he is not surprised by this kind of thing, his tone is very indifferent, but there is also a trace of pity between the lines.

"Evil is rewarded with evil, and good is rewarded with good. It's a pity that Shen Zhang was a kind person during his lifetime."

"Yes." Jun An agreed.

Jun Zhi who was at the side suddenly asked: "Master, Shen Zhang's soul died yesterday, but the demonic aura has not dissipated. I wonder if you have heard that there are other demons in Mingchuan City?"

The host was silent for a while, then said: "I'll take you to meet someone, maybe it's the right thing for you to look for."

The host clasped his hands together, and walked in along the flower-planting road. There were many trees in the path, and the heavy leaves above his head covered the sky heavily. After a while, his head was empty. Jun An followed the host to a wing room forward.There is a large open space in front of the door of this wing room, and a lotus pond is built in the middle, with spring water spraying leisurely. There are no lush trees around, but more stone piles for practicing martial arts, and various incomprehensible statues.

Xue Huan was lying on the roof sleeping, with his legs crossed, humming a chaotic tune out of tune.

With the wind still in his ears, he opened his eyes and jumped down from the roof. In order not to stain his clothes, he deliberately lifted them before landing, so that in Jun An's own contemptuous eyes, his actions were purely for being handsome. .

"Host." Xue Huan clapped his hands together and saluted the host.

"What a coincidence, I saw you again, brother." Although Jun An was complaining in his heart, the smile on his face was as deep as the sea.