Our Lady of the Mother will die if she does not escape

As soon as the words fell, the cemetery fell into silence, and the disciples thoughtfully savored Chu Woyun's words carefully.I don't know how much I understood.Forget it, the master leads the door, the practice is in the individual, let them figure it out on their own regardless of the supporting roles, anyway, it is enough for the protagonist to melt his soul and achieve the goal of leveling.

At this time, a strange child's voice suddenly came from not far away, as if reciting a simple song.This is originally rural, but at this time, it is obviously out of date. The singing of a group of immature children is wafting in the dark and gloomy cemetery, which is very frightening.

"What noise!" The disciples drew their swords.

"Quiet!" Chu Woyun shouted, wanting to listen to the voice carefully, at this time, the nursery rhyme turned into a sobbing cry.For some unknown reason, there was a black mist all around, the temperature dropped a few degrees, the sun was not seen in broad daylight, and there was an ominous atmosphere.

"Ghost!" Chu Woyun was hugged on the left and right at the same time, it turned out that the male and female protagonists hugged each other.But, can we talk about not holding your ass?

Diao Junjie's legs were weak, he lowered his body and shrank behind Jin Ci.Chu Woyun said at this time: "Jin Ci, go and have a look."

"Yes, Master." Jin Ci was actually afraid, but as a senior brother, he should be the first to set an example.With heavy steps, he moved forward little by little, with Diao Junjie on his lap with his eyes closed, like a dog's skin plaster.

Before walking a few steps, at this time, the sound of a sharp whip whipping the skin and flesh suddenly sounded in the black mist, and at the same time, there was a scream of pain, and the black mist roared loudly, and several small things rushed inside, unkempt and unkempt. , dressed in rags, are all street beggars.

"Stop them!" Chu Woyun gave an order. Although the age was not much different, but the little beggars were no match for the monks of Xianmen, and they bumped into the hands of Chu Woyun and his group one by one.Then, a few strong men dressed as family servants rushed out, holding whips in their hands, and they were vicious, and they kept waving the whips to beat the beggars who were left behind.As if trying to drive them away.

Chu Woyun confirmed that these were all living people, so he felt relieved.But no matter how much he yelled, he couldn't stop the chaos. He raised his right hand, and a stream of thick white smoke flowed out from the broken cigarette holder, which gradually twisted into a thin thread, quickly entangled everyone present, and fell straight down, falling in various poses. Different, Chu Woyun is more sure, they are ordinary mortals.

The field control efficiency was excellent, the strong man and the little beggar who was bullied by the strong man froze, and just stared at Chu Woyun in a daze.Only then did he accept his magical powers, stepped forward to look at those people, and asked, "Are you the servant of Mayor Liu's family?"

The head of the strong man got up and knew that Chu Woyun was an immortal invited by the mayor. He put away his ferocious expression, cupped his fists, and said in a rough voice: "Yes, I have collided with the immortal."

Chu Woyun was also confused, and had countless questions: "Why are there a group of beggars in the cemetery, and what songs are they singing? Why do you have to make trouble with a group of children?"

"This..." The servant was full of hesitation, unwilling to reveal: "We are also following the mayor's account, because these stinky beggars and wild children suddenly ran out to spread rumors, so we came to catch up. Ah, the immortals don't know, they Ah, you are young, you have a bad heart, and you have fleas on your body, stay away."

Chu Woyun, with frowning eyebrows, took a step forward, invisibly giving the strong man a sense of oppression: "You just said, all of a sudden?"

The head of the strong man let out a bewildered sigh.

"I asked, when did these songs begin to spread?"

"Just... the last few days." The brawny man wanted to cover it up: "The stinky beggar is talking nonsense, Immortal, please don't take it seriously."

"You only answered one question." Chu Woyun said solemnly: "Don't change the subject, what else?"

The brawny man smiled and pretended to be stupid: "And...what else...we don't know."

Chu Woyun: "What are they singing?"

"Ah, it's all made up, don't take it seriously, a bunch of stinky beggars..."

"If it's not true, why cover it up?" Chu Woyun pressed every step of the way, "What exactly are they singing?"

At this time, a black-faced little beggar suddenly whispered: "You also ask, and he also...

The brawny man suddenly became angry, and he pulled out his whip, and it went straight towards the black-faced beggar.If he hits this time, his skin will be torn apart.Just as Chu Woyun wanted to stop it, suddenly there was an angry shout from the crowd of disciples, "Stop!" The whip was drawn in the palm of one hand, and the man snatched it away.

With the young man's slender body standing in front of him, Chu Woyun's heart suddenly felt sore.When he was a child, he was no different from these beggars. Seeing the strong man bullying others and beating the beggars aroused his compassion.Facing these people, I must still be a little timid in my heart, but after half a year in Xiaoyaozong, not only did I increase my cultivation, but I also sharpened my courage to see injustice.

Chu Woyun moved his hands and feet, and his body quickly flashed around. No one saw his movements clearly, and seven or eight whips appeared in his hands, and he threw them on the ground violently.Jia Ding knew that this little white-faced jerk in Tsing Yi couldn't be provoked, so he kept quiet and didn't dare to move rashly.

The whip that whipped people was confiscated, and the little beggar at the beginning came to pull Chu Woyun's clothes, leaving a small black handprint, and Chu Woyun's face was covered with black lines in an instant, why did he have to lay hands on his ass?

He squatted down halfway, and touched the mild welt on the little black beggar's face. Under Chu Woyun's touch, the ordinary wound quickly stopped bleeding and healed, leaving only a shallow mark.The little black face couldn't believe it and exclaimed wonder.

"What are you singing, keep going, don't stop, I'm here, they won't make things difficult for you."

Beggar's eyes dodged, and he took a peek at those strong men. Chu Woyun didn't think it was dirty, so he wiped his black face with his sleeve. The sleeve was dirty, but his face was still black. He smiled and said, "Tell me, I'll buy you candy nests to eat."

The beggars were all hungry, and gathered around, chattering and opening their mouths. At this moment, there was a sudden muffled sound from the ground, and black crows flew into the air in groups, panicking.Then, the crashing sound under the cemetery became more and more clear, like hundreds of corpses slapping the coffin violently, about to break through the ground.