The night is dark, the moon is full, and the woods.

White clothes, long hair, and the fragrance flutters.

In the foggy woods in the distance, a man and a woman were in love and looked at each other without moving.

On the edge of the woods, the plants and trees swayed rapidly, as if a python was bent over and snaked.

Seeing that he was about to rush out of the woods, Mao Shanjun reached out and pulled his collar, turned his robe backwards, then he stretched his body down, using a "lazy donkey rolling" that was not very elegant.

The robe was like a cloak, covering the body that had just been lying on the ground.

It's strange that when the robe turned around under the moonlight, the gray lining flashed with an inconspicuous faint hazy light.

Mao Shanjun was like a large chameleon, quickly integrating with the weeds under the surrounding locust trees.

Unless it is close to one palm distance, it is absolutely difficult for ordinary people to discover it.

...

Mao Shanjun took a deep breath of the slightly cool air, and his entire abdomen was so enlarged that it was like a ten-month pregnancy.

My mind moved slightly, and the lung qi generated by the rapid running just now sinks to the dantian, forcibly entering a state similar to underwater holding breath.

The violent gasps after the rapid movement stopped instantly.

He was operating under his robe that he was not yet skilled in the inner breathing method, but sweat began to flow out from his forehead.

It was not until this time that Mao Shanjun felt a little relieved. Fortunately, his family had wrapped his master Mao Shanfu a few days ago and asked for some fire spider silk, sewing the dried water-yin toad skin into his robe, replacing the common coarse cloth lining.

Thinking of the master, he pricked his ears and listened to the movements in the distance.

At the same time, it stretched out its right hand and quickly stretched its waist back, then retracted and applied the middle finger, which was stained with some liquid, on its eyelids.

He tied a cowhide belt with four fingers wide beads around his waist, and a row of small bamboo tubes were tied with thin ropes outside.

The penultimate bamboo tube that just reached into the middle finger was the second to last.

When sweat rose and disappeared on his forehead, Mao Shanjun looked deep in the locust forest and gradually showed a strange look.

Just listen-

"You let my family out, I am yours~"

"We don't have a good result together!"

Mao Shanjun's strange expression was about to turn into a smirk, but suddenly turned his head back.

On the barren mountain ridge outside the locust forest.

Two constables dressed in a tall and short manner, holding a torch in one hand and a three-foot long knife in the other.

He was slashing the grass in front of him, looking tired and wondering what to search for.

At this time, the conversation between men and women in front became louder and there seemed to be signs of quarrel.

When the two detectives heard the movement, their eyes lit up first.

Then he heard the content clearly. The tall constable looked unlucky, but the short one immediately became energetic. He cursed "the eloping dog man and woman" with a righteous intent, and then...

Run two steps forward, squatted aside, and prepared to watch critically. The plot development of an indescribable man and aggrieved woman is likely to happen next.

I didn't notice Mao Shanjun hiding not far away.

The short constable gently pulled open the grass leaves and looked carefully.

The man was fat, wearing a yellow robe, with white hair, and his back was facing two people.

The woman's figure was blocked by the man, and she couldn't see clearly. She was reaching out to hold the man and begging him hard.

hateful!

As an old Taoist priest, he was actually in the wilderness, alone, widowed and widowed, and what a moral character!

Isn’t this kind of hero saving the beauty and throwing him into his arms and holding him in his arms? Shouldn’t this happen to a young and strong man like me?

The short constable gritted his teeth and felt his whole body full of energy. Seeing that the old Taoist priest was getting more and more flawless, he pulled open his Taoist robe, revealing something strange that was unknown to him.

The woman was so scared that she screamed, covering her face and hiding backwards.

I'm fucking!

The man was suddenly anxious, and suddenly a smell of fishy fragrance came from behind him. He felt that the evil fire came from his crotch, and he could no longer bear it and shouted:

"Let that girl go!"

"let me!"

At the same time, the tall constable also followed his companions into the forest.

...

The old Taoist priest seemed to have eyes on his back. After the two constables rushed within five feet, several yellow talisman papers suddenly popped up on the inside of the Taoist robe, and then pulled away quickly, shouting back at the same time:

"Xiaojun! I haven't peeded the boy I want yet!"

The constable then saw clearly that the strange thing exposed by the old Taoist priest's open Taoist robe turned out to be a vermilion tattoo that was pressed against his chest.

But the hero saved the beauty. The two of them rushed to the woman without even thinking about it, and reached out to help the woman up.

But I saw the woman lifting her long hair.

What was exposed was a terrifying face full of maggots, with long tongues exposed and eyes completely white.

"Help me up, I will be yours..."

"Ghost!"

...

Mao Shanjun carefully put away the half-bottle of the infatuated fragrance left and breathed a sigh of relief.

This incense comes from the famous flower-picking thief Fei on the Liang in the late Qianlong period.

Back then, the thief was accidentally captured by Mao Shanfu, who had just walked down the mountain. Based on the principle of "avoiding poison leakage", the preparation method of the mysterious love fragrance fell into the hands of Mao Shanjun's cheap master.

Just now, Mao Shanjun used the incense to inspire the blood of the two constables to help the master attract the attention of the female ghost.

The constable lived in the county government for a long time and was afraid of the common people. In addition, he often practiced martial arts and strengthened his body, and his qi and blood were stronger than ordinary people, which was just used to rush to the yin.

After traveling through time for several years, although his mind was only completely awake not long ago, Mao Shanjun carefully recorded a lot of the differences between this world and his previous life.

According to the master Mao Shanfu, the mainland of China is full of all kinds of "angels" that are invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people.

The talent is powerful, the official energy is full of body, the pearl and treasure energy is full of evil energy, and the yin energy is profound...

These words are not just simple adjectives. Those who are lucky enough to be able to practice can see these mysterious qi after learning the method of looking at the qi.

Qi is divided into yin and yang.

Ghost energy, evil energy, demon energy, demon energy, monster energy, corpse energy, etc. belong to Yin energy.

Spiritual energy, essence energy, blood energy, treasure energy, etc. belong to yang energy.

Yin and Yang are mutually generated and restrained, and evolved thousands of times. Countless monks have been poor for a lifetime, but they have never understood the whole truth.

Yin ghosts like to eat the essence of living people. After the qi and blood of the body are stimulated, it disturbs the gaze of Yin ghosts, which is called "continuing Yin".

Mao Shanjun is not a native of the world called Shenzhou Continent. His soul was originally a five-good young man in the 21st century.

After getting drunk five years ago, my soul was inexplicably penetrated this world.

It was not until the beginning of this year that it was completely integrated with this young man's body, also called "Mao Shanjun".

Unlike many novels in previous lives, the soul is immediately merged.

Five years ago, the real Mao Shanjun and his master Mao Shanfu suffered a soul roar by the fierce ghost during a revenge.

If the young man Mao Shanjun of Wuhao happened to pass through his soul and replenish the original soul of his original body, this little guy would have been killed by an unreliable master.

But the original body's soul is weak, fierce ghosts hurt the soul, their consciousness gradually dissipates, and their life spans.

It took Mao Shanjun five years to completely absorb the original memory. The two were united and spent the first panic time.

It is precisely because of the slow integration that the cheap master did not find any abnormalities.

During that time, he determined that this world was similar to the late Qing Dynasty in his previous life.

At the end of the dynasty, the yin and yang energy between heaven and earth was unbalanced, demons and ghosts frequently appeared, and the spiritual energy became weaker and weaker, making it increasingly difficult for monks to practice.

It is widely rumored that the great disaster of heaven and earth is coming and has entered the Dharma-Ending Age.

Although the name of the dynasty is called Dashun, the other matters are roughly the same as in the history of previous lives.

In addition to the occasional differences in names of famous people, most of them are basically the same. The emperor’s reign is Guangdao.

After fully awakening, Mao Shanjun slowly extinguished his thoughts of studying history and followed the cheap masters all the way south. On the one hand, he avoided the fierce ghosts and sought revenge, while on the other hand, he traveled to earn the needs of his practice.

...

The sound of urging the boy to pee in the distance came

Mao Shanjun looked at the cheap master helplessly.

After a moment of hesitation, I took off the diabolic tube that was leaning against with the ox tears.

The inside of the bamboo tube is not woody, but a light red that is almost bloody.

Mao Shanjun skillfully unbuttoned his waist and put it under his crotch, and sweared for a moment.

Then he shook his body and threw the bamboo tube with the remaining heat into the forest.

Seeing his master catch the wet bamboo tube, he jumped into the shore like a toad, grabbed the robe, straightened up, spread his thin legs, and ran away from the forest without any shadows.

A real man never looks back at a boy urinating.
Chapter completed!