Sword of Coming

The blind old Taoist held a peach wood sword, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at the ghost in wedding clothes, "Is it a demon or a ghost?!"

The female ghost in a bright red wedding dress gently twisted the umbrella handle and stood alone on the mountain road in the distance, giving people a sense of loneliness. As she walked along, the hem of her skirt was already muddy. For some reason, she did not use magic. The invisible miasma of the mountains was condensed into clothes that could not stain with dirt. The bright red wedding dress she wore was obviously made of real silk and satin, and maybe it was made by a tailor in a shop at the foot of the mountain.

The female ghost moved forward first, peeling off the entire face. At this time, her palm slowly lifted up, and it was covered with a pale and colorless face again, like those beautiful girls in the boudoir at the foot of the mountain, young and beautiful. , if her face were not sickly, she would be no different from an ordinary woman in the world. Up close, even a blind Taoist could not feel the demonic aura on her body.

This kind of great demon with good spiritual practice has no problem walking in the human city. As long as he does not take the initiative to approach the Chenghuang Pavilion and the Wenwu Temple, he will not provoke the suppression of secular forces. Of course, the premise is that this kind of great demon is willing to restrain his aura. Suppress your original intention to kill and don't cause harm to the world.

The female ghost twitched the corners of her lips, but still spoke without moving her lips.

"The Taoist is devoted to killing demons and demons, and has accumulated countless merits, so I am here. I am waiting to see what the Taoist calls the Five Thunder Dharma."

The old Taoist became more and more shocked. The inverted disk in his sleeve had a total of four levels inside and outside, targeting monsters, spirits, ghostly creatures, and gods of mountains and rivers respectively. It is spinning crazily. Except for the first level of Jingmei, the other three floors are all spinning and shaking. This shows that the identity of the thing in front of you is complicated. It is very likely that he was a great demon who was an accomplished monk in life and turned into a powerful ghost after death. , but before completely falling into evil ways, he already had the qualifications to be promoted to a landscape god.

The blind Taoist complained endlessly in his heart. Compared with the insidious mountain ghost in Sanzhi Mountain, is this more difficult and difficult to deal with? The old Taoist tried his best to keep his face calm and his heart not beating, so as not to let the female ghost notice his guilty conscience. He slowly put away the mahogany sword and held the wooden sword upside down to show his goodwill. He laughed loudly and said: "Although this young lady is very evil, she has the power to control her." What is commendable about the atmosphere that reaches the sky and the earth is that I can see it with my heart. The young lady clearly has very little murderous intent and not many sins. There is only some lingering resentment, which is the remnant of many years ago and is not worth mentioning. Pindao is a loose cultivator in the mountains, and he and this young lady are half of the same Taoism. The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple and disturbed the young lady's practice. It is a sin."

The wedding ghost who had been looking up at the oil-paper umbrella suddenly looked away and stared at You Fang, an old Taoist who was good at thunder. This time he opened his mouth and spoke directly, "Miss? Didn't you see my clothes? Call me Madam !”

The last four words, the wedding dress ghost almost roared out.

A moment later, it rained heavily and the mountain wind howled.

Snap.

The female ghost put away the oil-paper umbrella, held the umbrella in one hand, and stroked the umbrella surface with the other, gently wiping away the rainwater. However, when she looked at the faces of the three masters and disciples, she kept twisting, "You are indeed blind, old blind man! You can see with your heart's eye. I think so, I just happened to take you back to my house, so that you, a wise old man with evil intentions, can know what heart-wrenching pain is."

The old Taoist tried to ease the atmosphere and sighed: "Why are you so aggressive, madam? Isn't there no room for maneuver?"

The female ghost began to move forward slowly, stepping step by step in the mud of the path. She held an umbrella in one hand and lifted her skirt with the other hand, revealing a pair of soaked and dirty embroidered shoes. She smiled and said: "If you are not good at Taoism and dare to have bad intentions, you will die." Well, it’s better to die, so as not to delay Lang Jun’s studies and his academic achievements..."

At the end of the sentence, the female ghost whispered softly, with gentle eyes. Those small words that seemed to be whispering were completely covered up in the strong wind and rain.

The blind Taoist sneered: "Is this lady really going to die with this poor Taoist?"

The old Taoist saw that he was in a desperate situation. He had traveled all over the world for decades and had walked through half of Aquarius Continent. He was not a timid person. He shouted softly: "Little cripple, as long as we can join forces to defeat the enemy this time, Pindao promises you that Xiaojiuer will not have to turn in the Fuquan for a whole year."

The lame boy nodded, stretched out his hand to hold the soul-calling banner with the words "Subjugate demons and catch ghosts, eliminate demons and protect the Tao", and said in a deep voice: "That's enough."

The blind old man put his foot heavily on the ground, put the fingers of both hands together, and made a Taoist sword gesture. He quickly recited a series of sword techniques silently, ending with "Urgent as a law".

I saw the soul-calling flag stuck on the ground. Suddenly, the flags that were originally rolled up seemed to be fluttering in the wind, making a hunting sound, with eight characters on them, and turned pale white, like eight figures. The soldiers in silver armor began to obey the military orders, run around on the flags, and arrange their troops.

Then the four words "subduing demons and catching ghosts" moved rapidly along the flags, wooden poles, arms and shoulders of the lame boy, and finally ran into the boy's ears, nose and four orifices.

The young man's eyes instantly turned pure white, and every time he breathed out, his face was filled with black smoke.

The lame boy clenched his fists and roared to the sky. Black smoke billowed from all over his body. Raindrops the size of soybeans landed within three feet of his head and evaporated into water vapor in an instant.

Compared with the restrained female ghost, the lame boy is obviously more like a ghost that chooses people to eat.

The ghost in wedding dress had been looking at the little girl with a round face. When the boy started running towards her, she looked at the relieved blind old Taoist. She said calmly: "I'm so disappointed, I can't even be considered a heretic." It’s just a crooked way. A thief shouts to catch a thief. He shouldn’t die. He should live a life worse than death.”

The lame boy arrived in front of the female ghost in an instant, jumped up high, and swept the latter's head with one leg.

The ghost in the wedding dress neither dodges nor blocks. She always holds her dress with one hand and two fingers, her figure is graceful and she moves straight forward.

Bang.

The female ghost's entire head was "uprooted" and flew down the mountain to an unknown location.

It’s just that the headless female ghost continues to move forward.

After landing on the ground, the young man swept his whip legs again, but this time he swept towards the waist of the headless female ghost.

The female ghost's hand holding the umbrella only used the back of her hand to gently block the boy's extremely powerful slashing attack.

The young man's leg failed to make the back of the female ghost's hand move at all.

With the help of the huge rebound force, the young man twisted his figure in the air and pushed his palm towards the heart of the wedding ghost, saying in a deep voice: "Demonstrate the demon!"

The two words "Silver Demon Subduer" appeared on the back of the young man's hand, and then they were automatically dismantled stroke by stroke, and finally merged into a murderous silver dagger, containing blue-white light, which flew out of his hand and flew straight into the female ghost's heart.

The female ghost held the sharp flying sword with two fingers that was about to pierce the bright red wedding dress.

The flying sword, which was less than a foot long, was trembling and buzzing.

The female ghost's voice sounded leisurely, "If you don't want the head, I don't want it. This dress can't be damaged. If it gets dirty, it can be washed, but if it's torn and mended, it won't be beautiful. Otherwise, how could Mr. Lang laugh at my daughter?" red……"

After the lame boy extended his palm, he punched an uppercut almost at the same time, but did not shout out the word "catching ghosts". Above his fist, a flying sword made of the words "Fan Nian" was also swept out. It was obvious that It seems dull, but the boy is not really dementia.

Take action to kill the enemy, the combination of right and wrong.

There was a loud shout and an explosion, "You wretched maid, I will do justice to God this time. Even if I don't have my head, I will still blast you with five thunders!"

Ten feet above the mountain road, a white thunder crashed down in the air.

The female ghost still held the umbrella in one hand, and with the other hand, she first held the first "demon-subduing" flying sword with her index finger and thumb, then gently raised her arm, and caught the second "demon-catching" flying sword with her ring finger and little finger. .

Then he lightly hit the young man on the forehead with an elbow. The young man flew backwards, fell onto the muddy path, and then slid back more than a foot.

The female ghost raised her hand holding the umbrella and opened it with a snap.

White thunder hit the top of the oil paper umbrella and exploded brilliantly.

The female ghost standing under the umbrella slightly increased her strength with her four fingers, and the two flying swords were abruptly broken. After falling to the ground, they turned into two pools of mercury-white liquid, which were soon mixed with the mud.

With a wave of his hand, the head flew back and landed on the neck again. The flesh and blood grew and soon returned to its original shape.

The wedding ghost raised her free arm and plucked one or two pieces of grass from her head.

"Come again!"

The blind old Taoist's heart trembled, knowing that he would not do it again, he regarded death as if he were home, completely let go of his hands and feet, and after taking a deep breath, his face was majestic, shrouded in a light yellow color.

The old Taoist lifted his feet off the ground, put a fist on his abdomen with one hand, and beat his abdomen hard. The palm of one hand turned to the sky. His sleeves slipped down, revealing a series of vermilion talismans on his arms.

The old Taoist said in a deep voice: "His is the clouds and rain, hee is the thunder! The clouds are shining, and the immortals show the way!"

The female ghost held an oil-paper umbrella and twitched the corner of her mouth. She passed by a lame boy who couldn't afford to be seriously injured. She thought he was blocking the road and kicked the boy down the mountain. However, the boy's figure disappeared in the air.

The little girl with a round face went crazy and cut her hands and arms with a knife, smeared it on her face randomly, and then rushed towards the female ghost to fight for her life.

But the little girl forgot that the heavy rain was coming at this time, and she did not have the immortal skills of the blind old Taoist to retain the spiritual energy of the talisman. By the time she rushed to the ghost of the wedding dress, her face had already become clear, and she could only keep slipping. It was just rain, and the blood had already been washed away by the rain.

The female ghost casually slapped the little girl on the cheek. Her petite and skinny body immediately rose into the air and flew out. Like the lame boy, she quickly disappeared.

After that, every time the female ghost in red took a step, a white thunder as thick as a bucket struck down and landed on the oil paper umbrella. Then the lightning flew everywhere and the white thunder shattered.

If someone were to look at the mountain from a distance at this time, they would see streaks of thunder and lightning like white snakes, falling from the mid-air from a low height again and again, and then splashing brilliantly among the mountains and forests.

A continuous rain that could be endured by wearing a bamboo hat suddenly turned into a torrential downpour without any warning, making it really difficult to move forward.

When Chen Ping'an suggested finding a place to take shelter from the rain, Lin Shouyi stretched out his hand to hold the bamboo hat to prevent it from being knocked askew by the rapid rain, and said in a deep voice: "Something's wrong."

Li Huai grabbed Li Baoping's sleeve and shouted loudly: "I'm a little scared."

Li Baoping lectured: "Isn't Senior Yin Shen a ghost? Then what are you afraid of?"

Li Huai's eyes lit up, "Yes!"

In turn, he turned around and lectured the white donkey behind Lin Shouyi, "Little white donkey, don't get lost."

The donkey snorted.

The Yin God appeared next to Chen Pingan and said hoarsely, "There is a female ghost here who is sitting in the surrounding mountains and rivers. Now she is fighting with the old Taoist. As expected, the female ghost is sure to win. Her origin is unknown and her Taoism is not low. If Normally and elsewhere, I can capture it, but here and now, it’s very hanging.”

Yin Shen carefully looked around and explained: "In the mountain and sea genealogy, as long as there is a named mountain and river righteous god, he will have his own mountain top boundary, or jurisdiction. If he fights with people on his own territory, he will have the time of heaven. The obvious advantage of geographical location. In addition, the imperial court did not designate mountains and rivers for gods. Even if there are powerful demons, ghosts, and various spirits that can stand out, those who want to have a Confucian academy or a Taoist sect mansion The blessed land of the Taoist temple and the ruins of the ancient battlefield of the military monks are more difficult than reaching the sky. This is not only achieved by strong cultivation, but also requires great opportunities. But the way of heaven has never been happy with evil things like us, and wants to be upright and bright. Occupying a piece of territory is tantamount to separatist feudal dynasties, how easy is it?”

Li Huai timidly said to himself: "Senior Yin Shen must have been a scholar during his lifetime."

Yin Shen spoke in a deep tone and pointed to the mountain road at everyone's feet, "A very bad news is that the female ghost who leads a group of evil spirits here is no less than a mountain god. Maybe she is also the river goddess. The identity is weird from beginning to end, and what's more, the female ghost cast a spell on you from the very beginning, and you are walking on the 'road to hell' that she secretly laid. I am the body of a sinister creature, and I can enter and exit freely. But once I try to force you out of this path, your body and soul may be severely damaged."

Lin Shouyi said calmly: "Senior Yinshen, since you can't win a fight with her and we can't leave, what should we do?"

Yin Shen said in a deep voice: "Wait until she shows up. Don't worry, I will never let you get hurt."

He felt a little guilty and regretted that he had gone his own way against the current in the aura of greatness. Although it would be of great benefit to his cultivation afterwards, and it could even be said that the benefits were immeasurable, the problem was that at the moment, his Taoism had been damaged to the point where he was left with nothing but At 70% to 80%, she fell into the scheme of the female ghost again. It is very likely that her initial target was Chen Ping'an and his party, not the three masters and disciples of the blind old Taoist.

Those white paper lanterns that stretched for several miles along the mountain road were simply a deception to lure him to find out.

Yin Shen's mood is complicated, the blind Taoist is not high in cultivation, and his nonsense mouth is really poisonous.

Yin Shen said: "You all stand behind me."

Soon this Yin God stood at the front of the path.

Chen Ping'an and Lin Shou stood back, one on the left and one on the right.

Chen Ping'an had replaced the hatchet with the auspicious talisman. Lin Shou's hands were hanging down, with a talisman on each sleeve.

Li Baoping and Li Huai stood further back.

The white donkey at the end was a little restless and stepped heavily on the ground, splashing mud.

A wedding ghost holding an oil-paper umbrella walked slowly from a distance, holding a blind old Taoist's leg in her hand. She finally stopped a few feet away from Chen Ping'an and the others. On the mountain road, a light came on The lanterns, even those behind Chen Ping'an, were no exception, and the blushes illuminated everyone's faces.

The female ghost casually threw the ignorant old Taoist between the two parties. With an unsurprising "surprise" expression on her face, she stretched out her finger, nodded, and said: "There are so many distinguished guests, one, two, three, there are three scholars here. , who is a Confucian gentleman? My husband once determined that he must become a virtuous gentleman in this life, so as to bring peace to the common people of the country. I didn’t expect that at such a young age, my husband’s long-cherished wish would be achieved so early. .”

Chen Ping'an wanted to take a step forward, but Yin Shen shook his head and whispered: "There's no rush."

The female ghost tilted her head, looked left and right, and looked at the three little guys with small book boxes on their backs. "Lang Jun once said that only those scholars with good conduct can be called reading seeds, so whenever I miss My husband who has not returned from a long trip will invite some scholars who are passing by to come to my house and give them young and beautiful maidservants, unique ancient books, and thousand-year-old guqin. I like to listen to them say those touching words of vowing to each other, which is the only gift in the world. Only a scholar with a full stomach of poems and books can speak those love words so tenderly."

The wedding ghost finally focused her eyes on Yin Shen and said with a smile: "This senior Yin Shen is really unlucky. If it were a few years later, I would definitely not dare to show up in person this time."

She talked to herself, lowered her head slightly, covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, her eyes wandering, "It's really not good for a woman to show her face."

But even under the light, that face was still pale and colorless, which was too creepy.

Li Huai just stuck his head out and took a look, and his legs shook in fear.

She smiled and asked, "I haven't talked to anyone for a long time. I can't help myself. Do you mind?"

She remembered something and gently put away the oil-paper umbrella.

Almost at the same time, the heavy rain suddenly stopped, and there was not a drop of rain in the sky.

Lin Shou smiled and asked: "May I ask this lady, what happened to the scholars who were invited to the house as guests?"

She continued to walk forward, her smile gone, "They, in the end I cut off these scholars who broke their oaths one by one. After helping to stop the bleeding, I planted them in my garden."

"Because I want to know whether the seeds of reading in Lang Jun's mouth will bloom in the soil, and whether they will bear fruit one day."

"But I'm very disappointed. They just turned into withered bones. But maybe those scholars can't be called reading seeds, so your appearance makes me very happy."

Lin Shouyi's face turned pale.

Li Baoping was so angry that he was shaking all over.

Li Huai simply covered his ears with his hands, "I won't listen, I won't listen..."

"I used to like scholars the most, but I hate heartless people the most!"

The wedding ghost slowly raised her head, blood and tears flowing from her eyes.

The greatest infatuation in the world has never been let down.

The white paper lanterns hanging on both sides of the mountain road all had streams of blood falling from the top, eventually drowning the candlelight.

"In the end, I realized that there is no scholar in the world who is not a heartless person."

The female ghost's face was covered in blood, and she casually threw away the oil-paper umbrella that she had used as a token of love with her husband in the past. She covered her face with her hands, and a suppressed sob leaked out from between her fingers.

"Mr. Lang, I don't blame you anymore. Please come back."