Tai sui

"Then... what kind of brat, where does it usually go?"

"I think it's in the wine," the green-clothed man thought he didn't understand when Xi Ping only asked about insects but not about the exorcising incense, and explained patiently, "The exorcising incense itself has a slight smell of alcohol, and insect eggs are also very fragrant. Small, it will be regarded as the sediment in the turbid wine - but you should only have taken the soul-exorcism incense, and have not eaten insect eggs by mistake, otherwise the two will superimpose, and the attack will occur earlier."

Xi Ping breathed out hanging on his chest: That's good, because of his "heart disease" that doesn't delay eating or running, Hou Ye has never touched a drop of alcohol outside.

"I don't know," he turned his attention to the "spiritual exorcism", and said with a wry smile, "Drinking in the drunkenness is almost like panting, ask me which breath I can't breathe..."

At this time, a trumpet-like "woo-woo" sounded from the densely foggy forest, interrupting Xi Ping's words.

With a sound of "crash", the torrential rain fell and dispersed the thick mist, as if a hand wiped away the steam attached to the glass.

Before Xi Ping had time to adapt to the sudden clear vision, his eyes were hit hard—only four..."persons" were seen, carrying a coffin, from which grave they had just crawled out of.

One of the coffin bearers was the lantern bearer just now, and he was actually relatively neat in this group.Among the other three, there was one with no facial features, only a slit in the middle of the pale face, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the eyes or the mouth for a while; the other was missing half an arm, and his head and neck were precariously stuck on the triangular chest. It looks like a flag pole; another one is missing a large part of his skull, and the hollow part is wrapped with rags, and the blood vessels on his brain bounce against the limp cloth.

The four who carried the coffin were facing Xi Ping, less than a hundred steps away!

Xi Ping was caught off guard and faced these demons and ghosts, and almost didn't come up in one breath, feeling that he lost ten years of life.

"Evil cultivators tend to go crazy, and their appearance is often different from ordinary people, so don't be afraid." The man in the green shirt took a sip of the wine in the small flagon, saw that he stepped on a protruding tree root when he stepped back, and almost sat down, so he stretched out his hand Supporting him, he raised the hip flask at him, "There is wine, do you want to drink?"

Xi Ping: "Drink."

The man in the green shirt: "..."

He originally said something politely, thinking that the young man had just found out that someone had added food to his wine, so he would definitely not dare to eat food given by others, but he didn't expect that he really wanted it.But after all the words were spoken, he couldn't refuse to give them back, so he handed over the jug with some pain: "There are not many, save it."

The young master didn't know the word "save" when he was so old, so he took a big gulp after taking the jug, and almost got fucked.

The wine was extremely strong, and as soon as he entered his mouth, the smell of the wine slit his throat and rushed down, sweeping across Xi Ping's internal organs, and then killed a carbine, going up to the center of his eyebrows.After a few breaths, the burning feeling suddenly dissipated, and the mellow aroma of wine surged up.

Xi Ping let out a breath of steam, and his courage grew again.

So he noticed that there was another person following the coffin.

The man was dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, his face was so pale that there was no blood.

is about to leave.

But...she doesn't look like Jiang Li.

Xi Ping couldn't tell what was different about her for a while, the facial features were of course still the same, even the combed hair was the same as usual.But inexplicably, she didn't look delicate or fragrant anymore.She used to be like a flower that eats the wind and drinks the dew, but now she suddenly grows hot, rancid and smelly flesh and blood, exuding a rough "human smell".

"Know?" The man in green shirt asked, "A confidante?"

"She's a beauty," Xi Ping stared at Jiangli pretty well, remembering that in order to protect her, even his own servants couldn't trust her, so he ran over to find the underworld in person.He felt a little ridiculous, gritted his back molars and laughed. "I'm not a confidant—I don't deserve it."

Just hearing a "boom", the demons and ghosts put the big coffin on the ground.Jiang Li and the coffin bearers walked around the coffin in a special rhythm, stomping on the ground with every step.The ground seemed to have turned into a big drum. Once those people stomped on the ground, there would be a muffled sound on the ground, and it would be heavy again.

Xi Ping's overly sensitive ears were hurting from the shock, and he was about to raise his hand to cover it, when suddenly, he caught a soft sound... coming from the coffin.

He suddenly got goosebumps all over his body: Why is there someone who beats the time!

Immediately afterwards, an unusually clear female voice inserted into the drumbeat, and the singer who had stunned the Lingyang River opened her voice, so beautiful that it made people tremble.

In the past, some people who listened to Jiang Li's song, when they heard the point of infatuation, tossed their cups and walked away in panic, saying, "This son's singing is ominous, the sound has the method of deceiving people, and people have the appearance of evildoers."Xi Ping took this as a joke, because most of Jiangli's songs were written by him, and their family's ancestral craft is to be a mascot. How can there be any reason for "ominous"?

The person who said this must be another fool who was dazzled by beauty.

Now, he knows who the fool is.

Along with the singing, a bright green lamp rose from the coffin, floating in mid-air, like a will-o'-the-wisp; the people around the lamp were inhuman, like ghosts.

The singing, the footsteps, the knocking in the coffin and the trembling of the ground became louder and louder.Xi Ping was almost unable to stand, so he had to hang himself on the nearby tree with difficulty, and turned his head to ask the man in green shirt next to him: "Sir, do you still care?"

"Elder?" The man in the blue shirt was thinking about how to get the flagon back to look less stingy, when he heard this, he raised his eyebrows, "Do you know who I am?"

Xi Pingxin said that he is not stupid - he has heard the faceless and skinless lantern bearer say that there is a hole in the forest dug specially for Tianji Pavilion, this seemingly poor man is not trapped by the hole, he is still talking about it by the side Looking around, it can be seen that they are more powerful than these scary-looking demons and ghosts.

Besides, as a human-shaped incense burner, he didn't stay on the incense table properly, and followed the "road guide" left for Tianji Pavilion all the way here, but the other party didn't know it at all. Is this reasonable?There must be an expert behind the scenes.

Although this expert couldn't figure it out, he was able to blurt out the salary of the Hussar General, obviously he was a member of the imperial court.Maybe it's a senior official of Tianji Pavilion, or even...

The man in the blue shirt shook his head: "This is just a ceremony, it's useless to interrupt, they've already 'taken' themselves out."

As soon as the words were finished, a long moan came from the north, like the roar of some kind of furious beast, coming with the gust of wind, even suppressing the drum that shook Xi Ping's ears.

After breaking the sound, the clear and beautiful female voice turned into a hoarse roar, which didn't even sound like a human voice.

It was the first time that Xi Ping knew that sound could also be turned into a hammer. He only felt that his chest was hit hard by mixed loud noises, and the ribs almost split on the spot.His eyes went dark, and when he came back to his senses, the seven orifices were already bleeding.

But he didn't care to wipe it, at that moment, trembling for no reason climbed up his back, he felt someone... no, there was something behind him, separated by a thin layer of "Mustard" watched him!

The blue-clothed man opposite him changed his sluggish standing posture, silently raised a finger at Xi Ping, and suddenly looked sharply past Xi Ping, shooting behind him.

Xi Ping's nosebleed from the shock flowed into his mouth, and he didn't dare to wipe it off for a moment. After an unknown amount of time, he heard very light footsteps passing by "rustling" and walking away.He turned his head suddenly, but saw that there was nothing behind him, only a row of shallow and clear footprints on the soft soil, and he walked towards Jiangli them unhurriedly.

The strides were neither big nor small, and they were steady, but...there was no one on the footprints!

Xi Ping never believed in ghosts and gods, but seeing a ghost with his own eyes at this moment made the sky almost explode.

Looking again, the people next to the coffin all knelt down, and the coffin boards that had been ringing just now disappeared!

A gust of evil wind blew up in the coffin, and spread to the surroundings. The lush vegetation in the forest was blown by the wind, and the green leaves suddenly withered and turned yellow, trembling, and fell to the ground.

Without blinking an eye, Jiang Li cut his own wrist cleanly with a sharp knife.

Xi Ping didn't know how ruthless she was, the knife almost cut off half of her wrist, blood sprayed all over the coffin, and the footprints had already reached the coffin.

Those kneeling on the ground shouted: "Welcome Tai Sui—"

At this moment, Xi Ping heard a crisp sound, like a sharp weapon smashing the glass cup.

Immediately afterwards, four or five figures in blue robes descended from the sky, the leader held a long sword, and slashed at the coffin with a sword. Finally, someone from the Tianji Pavilion came!

Xi Ping's eyes were dazzled, he didn't see who came from the Tianji Pavilion, and he didn't know which one fell into the coffin first, the footprints or the sword light.

The sound of gold and iron was so intense that it seemed that sparks were about to be thrown, and then with a "bang", the coffin in the middle suddenly fell apart, and a person stood up on the ruins!

The man who had wanted to uncover the coffin just now showed his true face.

I saw him tall and tall, wearing a dark brown shroud with five bats holding a long life, poking auspiciously in the middle of the coffin board, and several evil spirits guarded him back to back, confronting the walkers in the world.

Xi Ping didn't even bother to look at the corpse, his attention was completely sucked away by Jiang Li - just such a wrong sight, her face like a lotus was dry and wrinkled like an old woman, her shoulders and back It collapsed, and more than half of the hair was white.If it weren't for the general appearance of the skeleton still supporting the facial features, he almost didn't dare to recognize it!

"Get out of the way!" There was a clear whistle from the forest not far away, and an acquaintance with his sword brushed across the treetops, and Deputy Dutong Pang arrived in person!

Pang Jian clasped his hands in a bow-drawing posture, and the rainwater swirled and gathered in his hands, condensing into a "water arrow" and shooting straight at the person in the coffin.

Jiang Li took a step forward without thinking, blocked the water arrow with his body, and let out a sharp roar with his mouth open.

The man in the green shirt came to Xi Ping's side at some point, raised his hand and slapped Xi Ping's ear.

Xi Ping was lightly patted by the palm, and the sound of "gurgling" water "flowed" from his right ear to his left ear, making him temporarily deaf.

He couldn't hear the sound of Jiang Li, but he could feel the surrounding vegetation shaking. The wheels of the carriage that had been parked on the side of the road were cracked for no reason. !

Pang Jian was so loud that the long sword under his feet shook, and he flew to the ground like a swallow.

The sound of water in Xi Ping's ear only murmured for a moment, and soon it went out from his left ear again. He regained his hearing, but his mind was in a mess—what did he see?

The delicate flower is about to leave, just now I staggered the unpredictable Lord Dutong in the Tianji Pavilion!

Pang Jian shouted: "Fix the formation!"

Several long swords intertwined with each other, and the sword formation of the man in blue thundered down, and several sword lights wove into a net, pressing down on the man in the shroud in the coffin.

But at this moment, the dead man opened his eyes.

His pupils were golden, and his gaze was captivating. As soon as he raised his hand, a gust of wind rose from the ground, and the blue-clothed spirits didn't bother to take a breath, and even flew several feet away with the sword.

Pang Jian's expression finally changed.

Those creepy golden eyes drooped down, and the owner of the golden eyes lightly brushed the dust off his shroud, his expression almost gentle swept over the few evil cultivators surrounding him, and the corners of his stiff mouth were raised, revealing a little smile.

It is reminiscent of an unpredictable god.

The skinless lantern bearer shuddered and murmured, "Tai Sui...it's Tai Sui..."

It took a while for the evil spirits to come back to their senses, one by one they knelt down at his feet, crying and laughing like crazy.

"Tai Sui!"

"See Tai Sui—"

"Tai Sui! Tai Sui has really come!"

The man they called "Tai Sui" looked at Jiang Li, and stretched out a hand as green and white as a dead man towards her.

Jiang Li knelt down and grabbed his knees in front of him.

"Sisters of the Chen family," his voice was actually very gentle, with a faint Ning'an accent, "Thank you, I know about you."

Xi Ping was taken aback.

The sisters of the Chen family...Jiangli's surname is Chen?

He involuntarily reached out to touch the piece of birth jade in his arms.

What is written on the jade is "Ning'an Chen Family", could it be...

At this time, Tai Sui's figure suddenly swayed slightly.

Jiang Li was taken aback and called out, "Tai Sui?"

Tai Sui put his hand on the center of his eyebrows, sighed, and looked up at Pang Jian: "Pang Dutong, Jinping wolf dog, is well-deserved of his reputation. He really has a heart of stone. Even if dozens of lives are lying in front of him, you will not be able to move you away from the mountain. We are lying in ambush in Qinglong Pagoda The brothers and sisters nearby, it seems, were all martyred."

Pang Jian sneered: "It's easy to say."

A group of demons and goblins next to the coffin heard the sound, and their expressions changed suddenly. Someone lost his voice: "Impossible! We haven't received any news of the change!"

Jiang Li raised his head suddenly: "Tai Sui, if they don't get the Dragon Vein Essence, then you..."

Tai Sui looked at her with almost compassionate eyes: "My body is just barely maintained by relying on your 'offering'."

"I've only heard of deceitful people who seized their houses and used the veins of the earth to sew their bodies and souls together, but they were all struck by lightning. It's the first time I've seen someone who put his mind on the veins of a dragon. This senior really has lofty aspirations." Pang Jian She arched her hands in amazement, "You may not be able to catch the lightning strike tonight. I see this walking corpse, so I can only use these ugly monsters to survive for a while. Why bother? It's ugly, get off quickly come down..."

His voice fell, and a thunderbolt fell, reflecting the shadow behind Tai Sui.

That was a dragon shadow!

Long Ying walked under Tai Sui's feet, and wherever he passed, the birds and bugs that hadn't had time to escape were sucked dry and turned into sand.The dragon in the shadow roared silently on its back, and rushed towards the people walking in the world!

Fortunately, although Pang Jian's mouth was weak, the string was always taut. The moment the thunder fell, he immediately slapped a spell.

But before the dragon shadow arrived, the talisman was already broken.

With a flick of his sleeve, Pang Jian shot out seven or eight spells at the same time, airtightly blocking his colleagues behind him.

"Indeed, this body of this seat can only last for a moment." Tai Sui rolled up the long sleeves of his shroud leisurely, "but for you little 'enlightenment', isn't a moment enough?"

Pang Jian couldn't utter a single word right now, and the pretentious frivolity on his face could hardly be maintained anymore.

He came from a humble background, and he climbed up step by step by himself. Although walking in the world can only be enlightened, he has encountered evil cultivators above the foundation more than once in his life. Can hang around until reinforcements arrive.

He has never been like this moment, when he meets the opponent, he is so oppressed that he has no strength to fight back, like a baby who has no ability to fight back in front of the eight-foot strong man.

This is just a walking dead... What realm is this demon?

Tai Sui obviously didn't pay attention to the people in Tianji Pavilion, his golden eyes turned, and he turned to Xi Ping's direction: "There is also this supernatural friend, have you seen enough?"