There is no moon tonight, and the lead clouds are heavy. A murderous intent suddenly emerges in the quiet forest, and then it quickly subsides.

Blood in the ground.

The green-skinned ghost fell to the ground, and a ragged painted leather hung on a branch on one side.

A steaming heart was grabbed by a white little hand. Then, it was handed to the red lips, opened its mouth, and took a light bite.

Crack, Crack.

Like chewing popcorn, a heart is quickly eaten.

The fragrant and red little tongue licked the lips and wiped away the blood.

Nine white fox tails that seemed bored and swing casually slowly closed down. A petite figure suddenly disappeared on the mountain road outside Wencheng County.

The Earth Escape Ghost Technique can only be used once a day, which is actually just a lie.

How can ghost arts and ghosts use restrictions on ghosts?

whee.

The playful and laughter of the girl echoed in the mountains and forests. Therefore, the place was quiet and silent, and particularly obvious.

The painted ghost whose heart was poached was dead.

The only ones who can kill ghosts are ghosts!

She left this ghost monster with a skin, just to see what Zhuo Jingning's ability to kill the weasel ghost monster last time, what is the specific power, and whether she can kill the old fox. Unfortunately, Zhuo Jingning has no intention of using it.

Then, this ghost is of no use.

Dare to leave her scent marks, circle out what was her territory, and still dare to break in, and want to leave alive?

The corpses of the painted ghost monster were already stiff. After his death, the little fox left the ghost power in his body unable to be suppressed anymore. After a cup of tea, the corpse of the painted ghost monster suddenly dispersed, like a beach castle that was pushed down, instantly turning into sand, confusing it with the soil on the ground.

If it weren't for the painted skin hanging on the branches and the hair, it would be hard to imagine that there was a snake-level ghost here!

The wind blew slightly, and the tattered painted skin hanging on the branches swayed gently.

It's really as thin as paper.

Suddenly, the wind in the mountains and forests became strong. After a clamor, the tattered painted skin was blown down from the branches and was about to be blown away, but suddenly a suction force was generated from the ground. The hair left by the painted ghost seemed to have come alive and suddenly flew up and stuck to the tattered painted skin.

The originally ragged skin suddenly swelled up, as if it was filled with gas, and after landing, it turned into a plump beauty.

This beauty stood there blankly without any awareness. She didn't look like a living person in appearance, she looked like a drawing.

Suddenly, this beauty was twisted again.

Constantly changing.

In the end, the skin of the painting turned into a painting, with a portrait of the little fox Yichen Yixi. The wind here could not blow a painting, but the painting flew up.

It's like being held by something.

Flying farther and farther.

...

Zhuo Jingning put on his clothes, walked out of the room, and then walked to the next room.

Knocked on the door.

The door opened quickly, wearing white silk pajamas and pajamas and pants, rubbing his eyes with his little hands, and the little fox, who seemed to be sleepy, walked out, "What are you doing?"

"Don't do it."

The little fox stopped rubbing his eyes with his hands, then immediately retreated back into the house, and then slammed onto the door.

Zhuo Jingning had to pay the price for his humble mouth - continue knocking on the door.

The door is open.

The little fox poked out half of his head and curled his mouth: "I looked for someone in the middle of the night, why don't you just talk about that ghost?"

"Yes." Zhuo Jingning nodded, gave her a look that you were a little self-aware, and then asked, "Why are you driving him into my house?"

Damn it, that's a ghost, okay?

"Well..." the little fox tilted his head and said, "I think you two should be able to chat because they have a common hobby."

"What?" Zhuo Jingning looked confused. What should he be able to chat with that ghost?

If the ghost hadn't acted a little more difficult, he would have just punished him and let the guy die. How could he listen to his nonsense for so long?

"Didn't you say that our greatest art is to dress up as a woman... You seemed to be talking about men dressing up as a woman... Well, look, isn't this ghost also dressing up as a woman?" The little fox said seriously, while talking, while gestured with his two little hands.

Zhuo Jingning turned black and turned around and left.

But he didn't notice that the little fox behind him suddenly flashed with a miserable green look when he looked at his eyes.

She licked her lips.

"I really want to eat..."

"No. No."

"It seems that you can't eat ghosts in the future, otherwise you will be unable to control your desire to eat people." The little fox shook his head, yawned, and then continued to go to bed.

She was awakened by the ghost and ran out to kill the ghost. She was still very sleepy.

...

The next day.

Zhuo Jingning went out for a walk early in the morning, which made the yamen runners on duty find out and quickly follow. This is a rare opportunity to flatter. The magistrate of the Death Zhai County who lives in vain can hardly meet once a month!

Such opportunities are not often available!

Zhuo Jingning went straight to the Wang family.

He wanted to see how Pei Zhanqiu was doing.

As a result, he was told by the servant of the Wang family at the door that the master and Taoist Pei in the family were not there. This Taoist Pei was undoubtedly Pei Zhanqiu.

Zhuo Jingning had no choice but to go back.

This morning in Wencheng County was not lively. I went back all the way and saw many beggars on the way. Zhuo Jingning didn't care. The one with the highest crime rate was these beggars. In order to survive, people could do anything.

What is the Chivalrous Beggars’ Sect...that is only found in martial arts novels.

The real beggar gang, who seeks money and traffics in women and children, do everything. Those who don’t do it have turned into corpses. I don’t know where they are lying, leaving only a pair of dead bones.

Compared with Qingshan County, Wencheng County is probably similar. The rice and grain in the rich family are piled up with mold, and the poor are pale and thin. Even if the grain at home is moldy or stolen by mice, they will not give the poor a grain of rice.

About half a month later, Pei Zhanqiu suddenly came to visit, looking sick, but wearing a brand new and gorgeous Taoist robe and looking so full of spirit that he seemed to have encountered some great joy.

Zhuo Jingning invited him in and found out that Pei Zhanqiu had been recovering from the injury for the past half month.

After fighting with the ghost ghost in the skin, he almost died. Fortunately, he broke through and cultivated the third ring mark to repel the ghost ghost in the skin. Then he took Wang Shusheng to hide for half a month, and recovered from his injuries before returning.

Shusheng Wang was grateful to Pei Zhanqiu for saving his life, so he specially asked Pei Zhanqiu to build a Guangong Temple after he built.

Now, he serves as the temple blessing of Guangong Temple in Wencheng County, and wants to ask Zhuo Jingning to go over and hold on to the scene so as to avoid some unnecessary trouble.

Zhuo Jingning naturally agreed.

But he was wondering why it was not the Taoist temple, but the Guan Gong Temple?
Chapter completed!