The Fu of Killing Immortals Through Time Traveling

Chapter 12 Little Ghosts Don't Die

He seemed genuinely angry.

Xiao Qing was a little concerned about Zhao Shanbai's eyes when he left, which made him even more surprised. He didn't see Zhao Shanbai for the next few days. He practiced sword alone for a while, but Ban Xia and Bai Ziren followed in the afternoon Sugar maple came to this island.

"Xiao Qing! That one of yours has sprouted!" Bai Ziren and Xiao Qing shouted joyfully as soon as they met each other.

Xiao Qing paused for three seconds before he understood what he meant, mainly because Pinellia had made detailed supplements in this short period of time, among the few seeds of the vine that they planted a few days ago, The one planted by Xiao Qing himself actually germinated.

"The elder said that the survival rate of the microyin vine is less than one in a thousand, but I didn't expect it to sprout." Banxia said with emotion: "That old man Li must have put a lot of thought into it. When we went, he He is squatting there with his own spiritual power to nourish him."

Bai Ziren nodded in agreement, looked at Xiao Qing and said, "Old man Li said he hoped you could go there. As the person who planted it, the spiritual water you poured with your own hands has a great effect."

There is indeed something wrong with this old man Li, Xiao Qing raised his eyebrows in surprise, then nodded slightly after thinking about it, "Okay, I'll be there tomorrow."

Sugar Maple at the side blinked, "Aren't you going to tell senior brother to sneak away?"

Xiao Qing turned his head to look at the slanting sunset, thought for a while, and said, "I will go find him."

"But what if senior brother is still angry?" Tang Feng frowned, pressed her index finger on her lips, and said quietly: "Otherwise, you should sneak away, I'll help you hide it from senior brother."

"Xiao Qing, did you make Zhao Shanbai angry?" Bai Ziren looked at Tang Feng, then at Xiao Qing, and then sincerely suggested, "Otherwise you listen to Tang Feng, or you go to find him, and he disagrees. What if I beat you again?"

Ban Xia: "..." She knew that Bai Ziren must have checked his way of getting along with his master again.

"Stupid seed, my senior brother doesn't know how to hit people!" Tang Feng widened her eyes, clenched her fist and waved it, as if to beat Bai Ziren.

Bai Ziren shrank his neck and wanted to say something, but Ban Xia wisely took the conversation away and changed the subject, "Tang Feng, do you know how senior brother usually vents when he is angry?"

"Vent?" Sugar Maple said with some hesitation, "Probably to scare me, or to practice in seclusion, or to..." She swallowed the word murder, and looked at Xiao Qing, Then he clapped his hands suddenly, "My senior brother is so kind to Xiao Qing, so I won't be angry, so Xiao Qing, don't be careless and ask him for leave, the senior brother will definitely agree."

Xiao Qing, who originally thought that Zhao Shanbai's angry way was a bit boring, glanced at Tang Feng with a particularly sincere expression, and could only smile helplessly. After talking for so long, the final result was still the same.

In the evening of that day, Xiao Qing looked back at the closed cave. At the beginning, Tang Feng said that if he wanted to stay on the island, he had to live with Zhao Shanbai, but that was not the case.

There is indeed only one wooden house available for accommodation on this island, and it is as simple as one bedroom and one living room. At that time, Xiao Qing had decided to either pay attention to the living room or build another wooden house by himself. When he came back later, Zhao Shanbai had already opened up a cave on the back of the mountain range, and lived in it without saying a word.

He had heard from Tang Feng that most monks in the Tang Dynasty paid attention to a comfortable residence, and ascetic monks practicing in the cave were rare, so Xiao Qing lived in Zhao Shanbai's original residence.

If Xiao Qing hadn't grown up in an orphanage and developed a temperament of hiding his thoughts, he might not be able to resist looking for Zhao Shanbai at this time, and asked all these strange details clearly, but Xiao Qing is Xiao Qing, he didn't Asking, just remembering all kinds of strange things about Zhao Shanbai in the bottom of my heart.

Time passed bit by bit, and Zhao Shanbai didn't come back until it was dark, and it started raining unceremoniously, and the rain was slowly dripping, which seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

Anyway, it was going to rain when we went back, so Xiao Qing simply stepped back and leaned against the cave door, with his hands folded in front of his chest, raising his eyes and looking up at the rainwater pouring down from the sky. sword.

Just as he was pondering the words dripping water wears away rocks, and lowered his head to observe the puddles——he heard a voice, "Why are you here?"

The voice came from behind, Xiao Qing looked back, the door of the cave was opened at some time, he looked in astonishment at the very different Zhao Shanbai in front of him, who was actually dressed in black at this time, except In addition, the black spear in that hand also made him stare sideways.

The killing intent condensed on the gun is so clear...

Zhao Shanbai didn't look at him, but looked at the continuous rain, a trace of annoyance and regret flashed in his eyes, he turned the spear in his hand into a light and put it back into the storage bag.

Xiao Qing looked at Zhao Shanbai, he could sense the undissipated aura on the other party, and couldn't help thinking: "You've been busy these days, did something happen?"

Zhao Shanbai raised his eyes slightly and looked at him, "Has the micro-yin vine sprouted?" After seeing Xiao Qing nodding, he continued: "The reason why it can survive must be because a large wave of fierce ghosts have escaped from the underworld in the past few days. In the human world, due to the aggravation of yin energy, the micro-yin vines will inevitably grow very quickly in the past few days, and they will mature in less than half a month."

Ghost?Underworld?

Xiao Qing had a deeper understanding of the difference in this world. The long-term companionship made him feel less strange about comparing with Shanbai. At this moment, he couldn't help asking: "Are you going to hunt them down these days?"

Zhao Shanbai nodded, "Exactly, they are wreaking havoc everywhere in the human world, killing countless lives. In the past few days, the surrounding people have come to ask for help, and Master ordered me to go down the mountain."

Hearing that there were ghosts around, Xiao Qing's eyes lit up, "What kind of cultivation are these ghosts, can I—"

He wants to experience it, no matter how hard he is only on the small island, it is too small and too monotonous, he needs some experience to make the sword in his hand sharper.

While speaking, he took a step back unconsciously, trying to open up the space, and looked directly at Zhao Shanbai, but when the feeling of the cold dripping of the rain was fleeting, Xiao Qing couldn't help but startled, he looked at his body separated by the rain. The silver light, a weak warm current dissipated the chill, he subconsciously looked at Zhao Shanbai's expression.

The hand holding the spear was clenched unconsciously, Zhao Shanbai met Xiao Qing's gaze without changing his expression, and did not speak.

Xiao Qing squinted his eyes, and the other party's expression was blurred in the darkness, making it hard to see clearly.

Although he always felt that Zhao Shanbai was very special, this speciality was based on the inexplicable kiss on the hair on that rainy night, but Xiao Qing never really took it to heart, and he later regarded Zhao Shanbai as an acquainted friend, Even as a mentor, but at this time, his heart was slightly touched.

"Yes." Zhao Shanbai said, the darkness of the cave covered his eyes, "I'm going out to kill a big ghost."

The ghosts are also divided into levels, but they are relatively simple. The weaker ones are called little ghosts, the stronger ones are called big ghosts, and the stronger ones are called ghost kings. They are not actually ghost cultivators. Knowing that ghosts, Hades, etc., are the ones who formulate the order and regulations of the underworld, and arrange for ghosts to be reincarnated. Because of their particularity, they form a unique realm that is related to but not connected to several realms.

Although there are guards in the underworld, it is not uncommon for ghosts to escape, but it has obviously happened a lot during this period, even in the slightly better Yangzhou area, villages of ordinary people have been massacred by ghosts frequently, and the lives of people are devastated. The state is moving.

At night, in a dense forest, there are only white figures floating around slowly approaching a village not far away. Most of them have confused expressions, and they are extremely absent-minded about the lights and smoke of the village. And the demeanor of hope.

"These are little ghosts, most of them are in groups, and if they stay in the world with a clear mind for a long time, they will be devoured by yang energy, and their souls will fly away."

"They haven't lost their consciousness and turned into bloodthirsty ghosts, so they just need to catch them and send them back to the underworld. After we catch them, we will go find another big ghost." Zhao Shanbai put away the spear and took out a piece of gold. Si Dou Wang looked at Xiao Qing who was standing out of nowhere and looked down with a surprised expression, and said indifferently: "Your skill of flying into the air is very good.

Xiao Qing blushed slightly, gave a grace, and asked, "How to catch them."

Zhao Shanbai looked at the gold wire netting in his hand, Xiao Qing followed his gaze, then nodded clearly.

A group of little ghosts were getting closer and closer to the village, their chaotic eyes stared at the half-lit village, as if the time had gone back bit by bit, and there was a strange brilliance on their faces, as if It's like returning to my hometown.

The way home is obviously not easy, because there are two people blocking in front of them.

They stopped in their tracks, tilted their heads and looked at the two of them in confusion, some shouted at Zhao Shanbai with calm brows, and some smirked at Xiao Qing who looked handsome.

"Right now." Zhao Shanbai said suddenly.

Immediately, a golden light emerged from their hands, and as the two of them quickly pulled apart and surrounded the little ghosts, it quickly turned into a huge golden net, trapping the dazed little ghosts in one go. After the calculation, they approached the little ghosts and let the giant net shrink into a ball.

The little ghosts who were squeezed into little people like plasticine still climbed up and down the gold net with a confused and clean look, and some of them showed happy and comfortable expressions.

Xiao Qing: "...This golden net." It felt like a weird drama.

"This is the yin device of the underworld. Although it is a condensed yang qi, it has the effect of absorbing yang qi, helping them eliminate the yang qi that they have messed up in the human world." Zhao Shanbai glanced at him hastily, and turned the Put the gold net away and put it back into the storage bag, "Let's go, there is a ghost in the southeast."

Looking at the back of Zhao Shanbai walking in front of him in black.

Xiao Qing suddenly had an indescribable feeling that standing in front of the little devils just now, the hands of the two of them were tightly intertwined through the gold mesh pocket...