The next morning, when Yun Wuyou got up, he found that Kongdongzi had already left.

He was not surprised, bowed to the Taoist temple and hurriedly ran to the village. Since all the people in the village were cleared, he had nothing to be afraid of.

The most urgent task now is to find the green-haired zombie last night and try if this nightmare is really that magical.

At the same time, at a height of thousands of miles above, Kong Dongzi, wearing an old Taoist robe, was smiling at the little Taoist priest who entered the village.

As for why this "small stick" quota was given to Yun Wuyou, it was also very simple.

So what if the quota of this "small stick" is extremely precious?

One silver armor stick can be used to get three copper armor sticks, but you can only get one of these "small sticks". So what?

I was interesting and pleasing to this little Taoist priest, so I gave it to you, so there were no so many things to do.

The only one in the family was the only one who entered the immortal path. After entering the path of immortality, the relatives and clan members had already died, and the only one in the master's sect was left.

So you can give this kind of thing to anyone you want.

Seeing the little Taoist priest reaching the place last night, Kongdongzi finally drove north and left a whisper in the air.

"Who made this little Taoist priest look like a young self?"

...

Yun Wuyou searched on the valley for a long time, but couldn't find the green-haired zombie.

In the end, I can only blame Kong Dongzi's golden thunder for being too thick and knocked the green-haired zombie into a slag.

After this, Yun Wuyou finally left the village and set out on the road to the east again.

But when I just left the village, the refreshing feeling suddenly fell from the sky and fell into my body.

He was shocked while walking on the road.

The heart is cool and the heart is flying.

I felt refreshed immediately.

But apart from that, there was nothing. The little Taoist stood there and felt it. After not realizing any mutations in his own way, he set out on the road again.

In the afternoon, I finally arrived at the county town here, Yangxin County.

The city wall is high, and Yun Wuyou, who has watched many costume TV series, has not found any difference in Yangxin County.

The crowd was bustling, mostly wearing gray linen clothes. If I were not relying on this face, relying on this robe alone would be ordinary.

Along the way, the young woman pushed her back, and the fierce aunt went straight forward to pinch her face. A young and hot woman came forward to talk to her and asked Yun Wuyou where she lived.

Can this tell her this?!

If I hadn't had a place to stay, I would definitely tell her, not only that, but also to tell her.

I am eighteen years old, eighteen years old, and unmarried.

Ahem, serious person.

Seeing that it was getting late and Yun Wuyou didn't think of continuing to rush, he looked for an inn on the side of the road.

Taking advantage of the money left in the mustard seeds, the little Taoist priest asked for a room and lived in peace.

I originally thought that I could negotiate with the shopkeeper for a cheaper price, but I didn't expect that the negotiation could not be reached at all. The shopkeeper was still a little angry and took it to a guest room on the innermost floor on the second floor.

It’s about eight or nine o’clock in the evening.

Yun Wuyou, who was tired all the way, finally finished repairing, changed into a clean and tidy Taoist robe, and lay on the loose big bed.

Sitting beside the bed was a girl with a beautiful face and a wonderful figure... a ghost.

Originally, Nie Xiaoqian was unwilling to come out, saying that the yang energy in this densely populated area is too strong, which is not good for his own practice.

But this is difficult to get our cloud? Reverse poison milk????? Worry-free?

I wish Nie Xiaoqian's cultivation level will decline, but she will die by the yang energy.

In a blink of an eye, a warm current rose in the little girl's body, her cheeks turned red, and she naturally came out.

"Brother Taoist, you, you asked me to come out, why don't you let me go to bed?" Nie Xiaoqian turned around and said aggrievedly.

Yun Wuyou lay on the bed with the word "big" and said lazyly: "Xiaoqian, I am not that kind of person, so can you take your hands away?"

"oh."

The little girl ghost reluctantly pulled her white right hand out from under the quilt and continued to sit by the bed calmly.

"Xiaoqian, don't you regret coming out with me?"

"I don't regret it. I might be killed by some passing immortal when I stay there, but it's different to stay by the Taoist brother." The little girl ghost said seriously.

Yun Wuyou laughed a little, "Why is this different?"

Nie Xiaoqian swallowed her saliva and looked at the Taoist priest affectionately, "Whoever killed the Taoist brother and I have the family."

As he said that, the little girl actually held her skirt and moved upwards, and a large piece of snow-white appeared in an instant.

The quilt under Yun Wuyou suddenly raised slightly.

"Cruff-"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Nie Xiaoqian instantly turned into a wisp of blue smoke and returned to the mustard seed.

The little Taoist priest was so scared that he stood up on the quilt in an instant, shouting: "Who?!"

The one who entered the door was a maid in green who had a beautiful face and a pale face, and was carrying a wooden box and a bag.

If the burden is not tight, you can vaguely see a bunch of women's clothes inside.

"Who are you?! This is my room. Have you gone wrong?" Yun Wuyou leaned back, holding the broken iron sword in his left hand, and finally felt a little calmer in his heart.

But the maid seemed to have never heard of it. She walked to the dressing table and placed the bag on the chair. She placed the wooden box on the desk, opened it, took out the dressing mirror box and a dressing box from it, put it in place, and then left.

Yun Wuyou was puzzled.

Nie Xiaoqian's voice rang in his mind at the right time, "Brother Taoist, she is like me, a ghost, but she is just a wisp of remnant soul and has no consciousness of her own. She may be reincarnated in a few days."

I see……

Yun Wuyou was about to speak, but he saw a woman walking through the door, wearing a plain lining. Judging from her appearance, she should be a young woman...

After entering, the woman did not look at Yun Wuyou, but walked straight to the desk, opened the dressing box and mirror box, and dressed in front of the mirror.

Taking advantage of the gap, Yun Wuyou asked again: "Xiaoqian, she is also a ghost."

Nie Xiaoqian hesitated for a moment before saying in a not sure tone: "It's a ghost, but her situation is a bit special. I have seen her in the book given to me by Grandma Liu, but I have to make sure..."

Yun Wuyou nodded and did not leave. He wanted to see what this female ghost wanted to do.

As for fear, everyone knows that she is a ghost, what else can she be afraid of?

In this world of "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", ghosts are always common...

After a while, the female ghost finally finished dressing up and got up, her face pale, but it can be seen that she looks very beautiful.

The female ghost opened the bag on her own and took out a jewelry dress from it, which was slightly red in color. The female ghost put it on her body, covered her collar, lifted up the collar, and finally tied it up.

Yun Wuyou was still confused. This female ghost dressed up so carefully. Could it be that she was going to Wushan to go to Wushan to do something about Guan Bao?

After finishing his dressing, the female ghost took out a snow-white long silk from the bag, stood on the desk, walked around the beam of the room, tied the knots together.

This ghost actually wants to commit suicide!

Could it be that she felt that she could not be a ghost, but that she could not be a ghost among the ghosts... Yun Wuyou thought to herself.

The female ghost suddenly jumped up and hung herself on the beam of the house. Her face was extremely miserable, which made Yun Wuyou tremble.

"Brother Taoist, this female ghost seems to be a soul-sharing..."

Yun Wuyou had already got out of bed and put on his shoes, held the iron sword in one hand, and rushed out of the door.
Chapter completed!