"Movie?!"

The old Taoist almost got so angry that he jumped up and swung the peach wood sword toward Zixu.

"A movie is right! movie is right!"

"I have all the talismans and Taoisms taught you to feed your dogs?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zixu hurriedly ran away, and while running, he shouted: "I'm wrong, I'm wrong! Master, I'm wrong!"

Zixu was chased by the old Taoist and ran away without looking back.

When the distance was widened and the master couldn't hit him, he turned around and made a face at the master.

The hippie smiled and said, "It's a little bit, I'll dare to do it next time."

After saying that, he jumped and ran towards the mountain.

"Slow down, be careful to fall!"

The old Taoist was angry, but he was still worried about his disciple's safety at all times.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zixu's soles suddenly slipped, and he fell to the ground, and fell to his mouth and chewed the mud.

The old Taoist held his forehead speechlessly.

This stupid guy...

I am really afraid of anything I come to.

"Ouch! It hurts so much!"

Zixu let out a cry of pain.

Just as I was about to get up in the dark, my little hand suddenly touched something round and had a hard feel.

The old Taoist shook his head helplessly, flashed his body and moved to Zixu out of thin air.

"A girl in her twenties is still so irritable?"

The old Taoist sighed deeply, "How can you marry someone in the future?"

Zixu pouted in dissatisfaction and said angrily: "I'm just over my 20th birthday. Master, why do you say that I feel like I'm divorced at the age of 38 and have two children!"

"A girl like me is afraid that no one will marry me? All the people who pursue me are ranked in France, okay?"

Zixu supported the ground with one hand, sat up, and grabbed the round things on the ground and played with it.

"What's this thing? It feels good and it feels quite moist when you put it on." Zi Xuqi said.

The old Taoist glanced at it, his eyelids trembled, and his mouth twitched slightly.

"It's really moist, but don't do it anymore, it's not good."

"Why? Why don't you let me take a plate?"

Zixu raised his head and asked dissatisfiedly.

The old Taoist sighed faintly.

The girl’s rebellious period has arrived. The follower who has been stuck behind her master all day has grown up and has become a little gangster.

Can we still want this little cotton jacket that has leaked the wind?

"Tell me, Master, why don't you let me take a tram?"

"The dead are the most important thing, no matter how moist you are, don't deal with it..."

Zixu was a little puzzled, "The dead are the most important? What does this have to do with the dead..."

As he said that, Zixu lowered his head and took a closer look through the moonlight.

It is a human skull!

The piece Zixu has been on the plate is its spiritual cover!

"ah--!"

The screams instantly resounded through the mountains and forests.

After a while, the old Taoist let go of his fingers covering his ears, and his head was buzzing.

Just as I was about to comfort Zixu, a sound of breaking through the air came from my ears.

The old Taoist raised his hand slightly, and a paper doll fell into the old Taoist's palm.

This paper doll is not a real doll, but a spell from Laoshan, which is often used to pass messages and lead the way.

The paper doll shouted: "Master Lin! Dad is in big trouble! If you don't go, your dad will be burping!"

Old Dao Lin's eyes froze and he asked, "Have you encountered a zombie?"

The paper doll nodded and shook her head immediately, her little paper-patterned face full of entanglement.

"It seems like it is, but my dad said no. I don't know!"

The paper doll's words made Mr. Lin confused.

It looks like a zombie, but my junior brother said it is not?

I shook my head, and couldn't care about so much.

"Zi Xu, let's go and help your uncle."

With a bent finger, a magic power was transmitted into the paper doll's body.

"lead the way!"

"Gaga! Dad is saved!"

When the uncle was in trouble, Zixu immediately did not dare to continue playing.

He threw away the bones casually, followed the paper doll, and left with Old Dao Lin.

...

At the same time, Cheng Fan and his group flew here and stood among the clouds.

The four of them looked into the distance, and each showed their magical powers to observe the environment.

Cheng Fan and Nianxi unfolded their spiritual consciousness and explored into the mountains.

The old dragon was chanting and wondering what he was chanting, and he could vaguely hear words like "seeking dragons" and "feng shui".

The Kitchen God tried to find a stove in the mountains, but unfortunately it was a rare place. Not to mention the stove, no one would ever buy a house in such a place.

After a long time, Nianxu said: "The miasma grows in the mountains, and the yin energy is extremely heavy. Some miasma can damage the spiritual consciousness. My friend, have you noticed anything?"

Cheng Fan shook his head slightly, "Like senior, my spiritual sense is also severely restricted. But because of this, Li Xiuyang dared to hide blood corpses in such places, and was not afraid of being discovered by other monks."

"And he did not place the blood corpses in a fixed location, but allowed them to hunt freely and could not determine the specific location. This time he might have to check it out personally."

Nian Sui Xi nodded, "Even if you are looking for a needle in a haystack, you have to take this opportunity."

The Kitchen God smiled bitterly and spread his hands, "This ghost place doesn't even have a stove, so I won't be ugly."

Everyone turned their eyes to Lao Long, and he was the only one who said nothing.

The old dragon said slowly: "This dragon's spiritual consciousness is not as good as you, and no blood corpse was found. But there is one thing that makes this dragon feel very strange."

“What’s strange?”

"This place has good Feng Shui. According to the Feng Shui masters in the past, this place is an excellent place for tombs."

Niansui Xi's mouth twitched, and his eyes looked a little dangerous.

The yin energy here is so heavy, so what do you need to say?

"All kings, princes, generals, ministers, officials and nobles are eager to be buried here to protect their descendants for generations."

"Another, it's the night wind. I always feel something is wrong, which makes my scalp numb."

"What's the problem with this night wind? Isn't it just that the yin energy is getting heavier?" The Kung Fu Prince asked in confusion.

Cheng Fan shook his head and said, "Three seniors, there is indeed something wrong with the night wind. I have observed carefully that Yang Xiuguan, the yin energy in the night wind is the same as the yin energy here, but the yin energy is more intense."

"The night wind here is wrapped with yin energy, and it can blow to Yang Xiuguan twenty miles away. Is this possible?"

"this……"

"Twenty miles are really exaggerating."

The three of them shook their heads at the same time.

Lao Long suggested: "Why go and see where the source of this yin wind is now?"

Cheng Fan shook his head and said, "Senior Long, let Ye Feng's affairs be put aside first. The most urgent thing is to eliminate those disasters first."

"Li Xiuyang's dozens of brothers and dozens of disciples were all refined into blood corpses by him. This is not a small number. And each blood corpse has the strength to reach the level of entry into the Tao."

"After everything is over, it's not too late for us to find the source of the Yin Feng."

"Yes, do the job first."

Nian Xu nodded heavily and said with a final say.

The four of them had no objection and each chose one direction to escape into the mountains.

Cheng Fan flew hundreds of meters with his sword, and suddenly his ears moved and caught a strange look.
Chapter completed!