The moment the scroll was closed, the doors and windows were blowing open.

A more violent wind rushed out and swept across the courtyard. The frightened birds that were originally hovering above the old pine flew further away with their wings.

In other courtyards, the maids and servants suddenly shivered and looked at the trees, flowers and plants around the courtyard in horror, with pale faces hiding into the room and not daring to come out.

Zhou Ying stood under the eaves and had to stroke it. Looking at the direction of the side yard, she was actually a little panicked. In an instant, she was pulled into the room by her worried wife and shouted at him: "I don't have my life!"

Just close the doors and windows.

Side yard.

The pine leaves scattered in the courtyard, and the green-faced, fanged ghosts falling from the courtyard wall, with their cheeks and long tongues. As soon as they landed on the ground, they instantly retreated backwards and hit the wall several steps, and the wall bricks protruded outwards.

Before it could recover, a afterimage crawled over the wall. In the big ghost's gaze, his pale arms stretched out from above, and his scarlet nails instantly penetrated into a mess, piercing the green skin.

Puff~~~

With a leaky sound, a white smoke rushed out from the head of the big ghost, and the green-skinned body swayed and took a few steps. The white smoke screamed loudly throughout the courtyard. Then, like a tearing sound of paper, hissing, and the green-faced and fanged head was broken and split by the beautiful figure behind him.

In an instant, the big ghost and his torn head turned into thick smoke.

The cold wind blew away the white smoke, swept away a layer of fallen leaves on the ground, entrenched, stood in front of the scholar holding the scroll, and turned into a graceful figure, giving a slight blessing.

"Young Master."

The Taoist came over with the bowl of cinnabar tea, and the water stains were shaken outside. The smoke was dissipated, and there were fragments of paper scraps on the ground, and the outline of the paper man could be vaguely seen.

Sun Yingxian smacked her lips.

"It's really cruel."

The silhouette technique is a silhouette that can be driven by the caster by dead objects like water, and paper casting spells into beasts, ghosts and other servants who can be driven by spellcasters are not strong enough, but they will not be torn like this.

Even if Sun Yingxian goes up, it will take some trouble to achieve it. Looking at Nie Honglian over there, he feels a little worried.

...If the Rakshasa ghost follows 6 Liangsheng to practice and turn into Yaksha and Shura, what day will it be...

...Then no one can cure it.

As he thought about it, the scroll suddenly hit his head. The scholar over there turned his head and smiled and said, "Why are you still standing there? Please help find out where that person is."

"I want you to say it!"

Sun Yingxian waved the scroll on his head, took a sip of cinnabar water, and pulled out a thread of red thread from his pocket and twisted it into his middle finger, picking up the paper scraps that disappeared from the big ghost over there.

puff!

The cinnabar water sprayed out, dripped on red lines and paper scraps, pinched fingers and trembled lips.

"The order is to be circulated by the world and the world, and to be wandering with ghosts and gods, listen to my orders and see their appearance!"

The word "Ling" fell down, and the pinched fingertips were on the red line. The thread slashed along the fingers and became straight and extended forward. Sun Yingxian stood up and stepped back, and the middle finger tied with the red rope trembled rapidly at a certain rhythm.

6 Liangsheng stood there quietly for a while and heard the Taoist talk about his master. He seemed to be from a major sect. Later, he became a master and practiced on Liangyashan Mountain. He was a Taoist sect. He was a little bit comparable to other Taoists for killing demons and eliminating demons.

"Finally found!"

After a while, Sun Yingxian suddenly turned his face, and Cinnabar Hong was still hanging around his mouth. The Taoist grinned and proudly said: "That guy is in this city. Follow the red line pulled by my magic power and beat him up!!"

“Just find it.”

6 Liangsheng turned around and looked at the beautiful figure next to him. Hong Lian nodded. He knew that he didn't have to speak to the scholar. He flipped his long sleeves and directly rolled up a slight wind.

"Sustain the red line!" 6 Liangsheng reminded again, and stepped on his feet.... He jumped up on the wall with his cultivation. With his eyes, he could naturally see the flow of magic power that others could not reach. He stepped on the courtyard wall and moved to the streets and alleys. His figure stepped on him and rushed to the top of a house.

Looking down from the night sky, among the lights of thousands of houses, the dark shadows stepped on the roof, the tiles raked left and right, flying towards the other side of the city, occasionally breaking the tiles, causing a barking of dogs.

Wow wool…Wow wool…

Rows of lanterns swaying in the night wind on the long street. A team of horses holding torches, suddenly tightened the reins and stopped the horses when one of them listened to the non-normal barking of dogs. Instinctively looked up at a roof in front of the street, and a black shadow flashed through the sight that ordinary people could not see.

"It's him..."

The horse's hooves were circling around, and the man had four long-handled knives on his back, a whip and a slender scabbard around his waist. He was the first left captain of Fushui County. He had a few steps in his martial arts in the past three years, so his eyesight was naturally hard to reach. The figure who had jumped over several houses could see the familiar outline at a glance.

"General arrest?" The constable under his command urged the horse to come from behind.

Zuo Zhengyang replied with a side face: "It's okay." Thick brow frowned, and then ordered: "Don't go back to the government office for the time being, and follow me to go there again."

"yes!"

The detectives quickly held the knife and bowed their hands, grabbed the horse's belly, and ran with the general culprit in front of them.

at the same time.

In the west of the city, in a courtyard, Zhang Dongming stood under the eaves with his wives and concubines, nervously looking at the altar in the courtyard. The candlelight flashed and dark, and the true man Yangming was casting spells.

"Master, do you think Cheng'er can get the elixir this time..."

The old man patted the back of his wife's hand: "Yangming Zhenren is very powerful in spells, he should do it."

When the words fell, a fire splashed from the altar. The Yangming Taoist who cast the spell was then tilted back and took a half step before stopping.

Zhang Dongming felt nervous and couldn't help but speak.

"Real person..."

Over there, the Taoist raised his hand and told him not to speak, grinning and exposing his teeth, spitting.

"I have some knowledge of Taoism, so Zhang Fuzhu doesn't have to worry. I'm just careless for a moment."

As if he noticed something, he sneered: "How dare you peek at me with magic power?" He turned his hand and brushed a bowl of blood on the jar. The pattern of Yin and Yang fish suddenly condensed on the back of his hand.

"............ The God Lord listened to my words, and the villain was in trouble, so he sealed his eyes."

He stomped his feet and pushed his palm towards the candle, a burst of flames surging.

...

"oops……"

In the other direction, Sun Yingxian's eyes were red, as if they were smoked, and she gritted her teeth.

"Your mother, dare you to use this trick!"

One hand maintained the red line, the other hand grabbed the cloth pocket, and took a few yellow talismans to hold them to your mouth, and pointed at the change of fingers.

"I'll fuck you too!"

The yellow talisman of the word "Chi" fluttered without wind and hung on the red line.

....

"Why--"

Taoist Yangming screamed, his eyes were all black, as if he had been punched twice from left to right.

He was furious and used his magic power to connect it with the red line peeping this place. The magic power was passed on with words: "I think of the person who is in your passage, and I don't want to harm you. If you are stubborn, I will take real action."

"I am not afraid of it, if you have any skills, let it come over!" Sun Yingxian's roar also sounded from the other side.

Under the eaves on the side of the courtyard, Zhang Dongming and his wife looked nervously at Master Yangming who seemed to be talking to someone in the courtyard. Naturally, the couple couldn't hear this conversation.

"This real person should be asking the gods for help, right?"

"Maybe it... the real person has a high level of magic power, so he shouldn't be able to resist it."

In the courtyard ahead of sight, Taoist Yangming stopped talking to the other party, his face was gloomy and terrifying. He swung the dust and sat down in the cushion cross-legged, his lips quickly stammered, and his breasts were coaxing and muttering.

The candlelight swayed, shining on the face and flickered.

Next second.

The Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, his face suddenly turned red like charcoal, and a trace of anger gradually overflowed from his body, illuminating the entire courtyard. Then, he stood up, swept the dust and shouted: "Come on!"

The fire flew over along the thread of magic power that ordinary people could not see.

laugh…..

Hissing...

Sun Yingxian in the courtyard, on the other hand, was covered in sweat and was dripping down desperately. While maintaining the red line, he was also chanting the magic tricks. However, the wide sleeves of Taoist robe still lit up spots of sparks, burning countless small holes and spreading towards him.

"Hiss... so hot... This guy is still practicing the art of fire disgusting..." "6 Liangsheng, you are really born by Lu Niang, hurry up."

In an instant, the trouser legs and sleeves ignited the fire. Sun Yingxian gritted his teeth and cut off his magic power, threw him to the ground, rolling wildly at the fire on his body!

"It hurts...I am not in harmony with your demonic power, and I am waiting with me...oh, it hurts..."

At this moment, in the mansion located in the west of the city, Taoist Yangming, who seemed to know the victory or defeat, patted the dust on his robe, looked at the night sky, and the direction of the person who was against him.

He grinned and said, "Haha... I will argue with you again after I get the elixir!"

Walking to the altar, he swept the dust, picked up a few pieces of paper, and bounced it: "You go and take the elixir..."

rustle…..

Huhuhuhuhuhuhu....

Just as he ordered the decree to issue the law, the trees in the courtyard were stroking wildly, and a biting cold wind blew in from outside the courtyard wall to the east.

The rows of lanterns under the eaves of the corridor were shaking wildly, and the whimpering sound made the couple feel creepy in their pores.

"What's going on?"
To be continued...