Huangliang Inn

The man was filled with evil spirits and lost too much blood, and soon fell into a coma.

The Yin soldiers took him back to the Huangliang Inn, and according to Yan Jue's instructions, he was thrown aside casually, and continued to guard the stove in batches and sacrifice the will-o'-the-wisps.

Because they have the public morality of protecting the people, the will-o'-the-wisps they refine are extraordinary, not to mention demons for the time being, all evil spirits and bloody ghosts will hurt them if they touch them.If it cannot be extinguished in time, it is not a lie that the soul will be scattered on the spot.

In the cauldron made of bronze, a group of ghostly green ghost fires fluttered and danced. The center of the flame was orange the size of a baby's fist, and there was a wisp of dead air wrapped in it, which quickly condensed into grimaces, horrifying and terrifying. creepy.

The Yin soldiers who are not on duty for the time being sit at the table in twos and threes, exchanging the accumulated demon pills and Yan Yan for fine wine, drinking and reminiscing about the past, the most talked about is always the battlefield.

Occasionally, when someone mentions the unmarried wife at home, it will immediately cause a burst of laughter.

The topic became more and more crooked. The married Yin soldiers talked happily and laughed very jokingly, while the unmarried ones were full of envy, thinking that if they hadn't died in battle, would they still be able to marry a wife and have children.I don't want to be rich, I just want to take care of the fields at home, my wife and children are hot on the kang, and I can live a smooth and smooth life.

Amidst the chatter and laughter of the Yin soldiers, the man woke up leisurely.Opening his eyes, he found that the water ghost with a pale complexion was only three steps away from him, and he touched his waist almost instinctively, intending to use a compass to lock her up.

"Taoist priest, be honest!"

Several Yin soldiers stood up at the same time, condensed their short knives with evil spirits, and threw them in the air.

Amid the sound of breaking wind, the dagger pierced through the man's jacket and trousers, pinning him firmly to the ground.Fortunately, there was no death on the knife, otherwise, with the man's current situation, the remaining half of his life would not be saved.

"Boy, I have been a ghost for decades, and I have met countless monks, Taoist priests, and ghost hunters. They are all more skilled than you. I advise you to be honest, so as not to suffer. "

The big Yin soldier squatted in front of the man, patted the man's face with the back of his knife, with a ferocious smile, and his tone was full of warning.

The man suddenly turned his head and glared at the Yin soldiers.Yan Jue glanced behind the counter, but didn't find ghost or evil spirit in him. He thought that he was an evil wayfarer who was in league with ghosts, and angrily said: "Associating with evil spirits and ghosts, you know, it's helping evil spirits, the law of heaven doesn't allow it?!"

Yan Jue was crushing a demon pill, picked up a handful and fed it to the little fox, when he heard this, he just smiled and didn't explain to the man at all, what's more, he didn't even look at him.

Outside the inn door, a judge in battle armor and holding a tomahawk had a dark face. Geng Chen stood in the air with his arms folded, his long sword unsheathed, his black hair fluttering in the night wind, showing sharp eyebrows and golden eyes.

"Aiding evildoers to abuse, the law of heaven forbids it? Then Ji Chang is a good person? Hey!" The judge sneered repeatedly, put away the tomahawk, and the totem on the jade ornament was annihilated.Tong Gengchen clasped his fists to bid farewell, and immediately led his subordinate Guicha and a group of ancient Yin soldiers back to the underworld, never looking back.

Geng Chen flew down from mid-air, ignored the roar of the guard beast, and pushed open the door of the inn.

"I was thinking of you, just in time!" Yan Jue raised his head and smiled brightly.

Geng Chen paused.

Should he turn around and leave, immediately, immediately.

It's a pity that Yan Jue didn't give him a chance to retreat, he leaped out with one hand on the counter, came to him as fast as he could, held his wrist firmly, and approached him: "Do me a favor, please?"

After saying that, without waiting for Geng Chen's answer, he dragged him to the counter, took out the silver bell that was stored in the soul body, and tapped the bell wall with his fingertips, and ghost cries and monster roars immediately rang out in his ears.

"Where do these come from?" Geng Chen took the silver bell and asked, feeling the resentment inside it.

"It was brought by the Taoist." Yan Jue pointed to the man on the ground, and said to Geng Chen, "He approached Nine Tails, who smashed his weapons. These are the souls trapped inside, and most of them are fused together. Good and evil are inseparable. Nine Tails asked me to help, at least separate out a few foxes inside."

"Please help?" Geng Chen put down the silver bell.

"Whoever made me soft-hearted is a good person." Yan Jue said with a smile.

"..."

"What, am I wrong?"

The corners of Geng Chen's mouth moved slightly, and he lowered his eyes silently, and suddenly discovered that the scaled dragon skin of the mirage dragon should be the thickest among many of its kind.

Although the Yinglong in front of him had no expression on his face, Yan Jue could still guess what he was thinking out of the self-confidence of having known him for thousands of years and chasing him for thousands of years.At that moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly, grabbed his collar with both hands, forced the distance between the two of them closer, and said with a low laugh: "Geng Chen, believe it or not, I will kiss you right now?"

"Trust." Geng Chen changed his usual style, did not dodge backwards, supported the back of Yan Jue's head with his big hands, and put his fingers into his hair, bringing the distance between the two closer.

"What's the wind blowing today, why did you change your temper?" Yan Jue curled his mouth, let go of Geng Chen's collar, and wrapped his arms around his neck.If you don't take advantage of the cheapness of door-to-door delivery.

The four eyes met, the black pupils turned into red gold, Yan Jue sighed slightly, he really liked this face the most.

"Cough cough!"

The sound of coughing came suddenly, Yan Jue blinked, turned his head, and saw the female ghost covering the eyes of the little fox, insisting that he would not look at it.A group of Yin soldiers pretended not to care, but their eyes always drifted from all corners.

The Taoist priest like a blood gourd was lying on the ground, his face flushed, and blood gushed out of his mouth, and it was he who coughed.

"It's really troublesome."

The opportunity is rare, but the atmosphere is destroyed.

Yan Jue reluctantly let go of Geng Chen, walked up to the man in a few steps, took a pill from the air, opened the man's mouth, and threw it in.

The man wanted to struggle, but the hand that clasped his chin was like iron tongs, and remained motionless.The movement of the struggle was so great that his jaw was almost crushed.

The elixir melts in the mouth, with a refreshing fragrance.The maddening poisonous fever quickly eased, the blood stopped flowing, and the wound grew new flesh at an incredible speed.The pain gradually disappeared, and the broken bones began to heal. The man tried to move his wrist, but he was able to move freely.

Looking up at Yan Jue, the man frowned tightly, and did not thank him. Instead, he accused Yan Jue again of being in the company of demons and ghosts, against the way of heaven, and must be punished.

"Collaborate with evildoers and ghosts, and go against the way of heaven, and you will be punished by thunder!"

As soon as the ending sound fell, the cold scabbard suddenly pressed against his forehead.

Geng Chen holds a long sword in his hand, his eyes are like ten thousand years of ice.The domineering Yinglong aura filled the surroundings, and the Yin soldiers couldn't hold on anymore, and the water ghost huddled into a ball, wishing to hide in the shell again.

The snow-white little fox's eyes are shining, looking up at Geng Chen's back, his eyes are unblinking, his heart is full of desire and envy for power.

The man didn't dare to move, his blood seemed to freeze in an instant.

He had never experienced such horror before, as if he would be crushed into powder in the next moment.In comparison, even if Nine Tails wanted to take his life, it didn't frighten him so much.

"He can't die yet, I'm useful." Yan Jue pressed Geng Chen's wrist, and with a little force, moved away the long sword that was pressing on the man's forehead.Immediately, he snapped his fingers, and the man was entangled and pulled up by invisible ropes, unable to move his hands and feet.

"I won't kill you for the time being. However, if you still speak out, I can't guarantee how long this promise will last."

Yan Jue warned the man, pointed to the silver bell that held the soul, and promised Geng Chen, "Five demon fish, three boxes of spices, and ten altars of fine wine. I still keep that Bifang. If I can bring it back, How about we make soup?"

Geng Chen took back his long sword, sacrificed dragon energy to wrap the silver bell, and said, "Since it's burnt, just throw it away. If you want to eat it, I'll catch it again. I know where Bi Fang's nest is."

"it is good."

During the conversation between the two, the man tried to break free from the shackles, but failed to do so.

The female ghost walked out from the counter, ignoring the man's cannibalistic gaze, brushed the man's forehead with her green hand, and lifted the blood-clogged hair, and clearly saw a seal the size of a copper coin, her eyes flashed red, she said with a dark smile : "It's him, yes, it's his blood."

The man turned his head away in disgust, the female ghost didn't care at all, she looked at Yan Jue with a smile, and said, "The shopkeeper is him. If you take his blood and anger, you will be able to find the Taoist priest back then."

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Yan Jue tapped on the table, and two wooden slips with black background and red stripes flew out from the wall, floating in front of the female ghost.

"Yes." The female ghost said sternly, "People have good and evil, and so do ghosts and monsters. I never harmed people when I was alive, and I have never done evil to innocent people after I died. There is a debtor and there is a master, and the person who asked for my life was the person who harmed me, but the Taoist priest indiscriminately protected those wicked people, trying to drive me out of my wits."

"Why?"

"Just because I'm a ghost and they're human?"

"Without these villains who kill people, where would I be, a water ghost full of resentment?"

The woman wept blood, every word shed tears.His eyes became red, and black lines covered his neck and hands.This time, Yan Jue did not suppress her resentment.

"People have good and evil, so ghosts don't exist? I respect eminent monks and people who practice Taoism, but those who kill innocent people regardless of good and evil, shouldn't they be punished?"

Before the female ghost finished speaking, the man had already sneered: "Ghosts are born to harm people, how can they be good? They should be wiped out of the world and wiped out!"

The female ghost let out a stern roar, and all the Yin soldiers present showed serious expressions, and the whole body was lingering with death.The little fox was also covered in fur, and kept yelling at the man.

Yan Jue stopped the female ghost and the Yin soldiers, took a copper bell from the air, shook it lightly, the man could no longer speak, and put his hands on his head, with blue veins bulging on his forehead. After a few breaths, he fell on his head and fell into an endless nightmare middle.