The wind is cold and crisp, and the land is withered. Winter in Sichuan has always been mild, but today is the coldest time in ten years. The sky is low, dark clouds are dense, and the cold wind blows through the empty streets, like demons and ghosts singing and mourning. It is the wind and snow

A sign of things to come.

There were only a few people walking on the street, but the Yang Mansion's gates were wide open. The head of the house, Shuzhou Sihu, led a group of servants to stand in the cold wind and look toward the city gate from time to time. The head of the house was in his prime, but his fair face seemed to be shrouded in black air.

, a picture of a decayed spirit, but after standing for a moment, his body swayed and his strength was exhausted.

"Master, the Immortal Chief is here." A servant stretched out his hand and pointed. The master concentrated his attention and looked in the direction pointed. He saw two vague figures, one large and one small, walking from the city gate. They seemed to be different.

He was not slow, but his steps were extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, his body shape was clear, and it turned out that the people he was waiting for were two Taoists.

The leader of the old Taoist holds a whisk in his hand, has a pale face, and has an immortal air. His sleeves and robes are fluttering as he steps, giving him the air of a master. The Taoist boy who is following behind him with a sword is about fourteen or five years old, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and is handsome and handsome.

, the childish look on his eyebrows has not faded away, but he already shows a heroic spirit. It makes people feel that this young man is like the ancient sword he carries. The sword is in the sheath, and it will be even more extraordinary when its edge is fully revealed.

Dazzling.

Seeing the appearance of these two people clearly, Yang Sihu was greatly relieved. He stepped forward to greet them and said, "I have admired the name of Taoist Master Qingku for a long time. It is really a blessing for Yang to meet him today. I should have had a drink with the Taoist Master, but I hugged him with my lower body."

I'm sick and I can't get drunk with the Taoist priest, which may ruin the Taoist priest's mood, so Yang is shameless and wants to ask the Taoist priest for help first."

The Taoist returned the courtesy and then went straight to the point: "It is really the fault of a poor Taoist to keep Yang Sihu waiting for so long. My Taoist friend Ce has already explained to me the matter of your house. Yang Sihu is so righteous and upright, but he is surrounded by demons."

The intrusion is thought to be a change in the family's feng shui. Lao Yang, Sihu, invited me to show me your house."

Yang Sihu did not show any courtesy and led the Taoist into the house. As he walked, he said: "In recent days, girls have been stolen from households in the city and nearby villages. When I was very busy, I accidentally got a strange disease and became mentally weak and physically weak.

, I couldn’t sleep well every night, the medicine and stone were useless, the miracle doctor was helpless, but fortunately..."

Before he finished speaking, the Taoist stopped to pay attention. Yang Sihu followed his gaze and saw that it was the locust tree in the inner courtyard. This tree was more than two feet high, with all its leaves fallen, and its branches looked like coiled dragons, vigorous and powerful.

."What did the Taoist priest see?" Yang Sihu asked.

"Is this tree old?" the Taoist asked.

"Yes, this locust tree is nearly 700 years old, long before Yang's mansion was built. Yang couldn't bear to cut it down, so he let it grow in the backyard."

"Alas!" the Taoist sighed, "Sophora japonica is the ghost of wood. It has a very long lifespan and is easy to gather yin to channel spirits. You put it in the inner courtyard to be nourished by the yin energy of the female relatives. This is really a taboo. Yang Si

The person who came to invite me said that I often hear ghosts singing at night in my house, but the sound comes from the backyard."

Yang Sihu's eyes were panicked and he said anxiously: "Yes, at first, the little girl heard a low and strange sound at night. I thought it was the thief who stole the girl and was eyeing the little girl, so I sent some people to guard her at night, but the sound came out.

There is no rest, but I am getting weaker and weaker for some reason, and seeking medicine and treatment are all in vain. Fortunately, with the guidance of an expert, I found an immortal to come to my door."

The Taoist priest groaned: "That's it. I'm afraid this tree has become a monster and wants to kill you."

Yang Sihu was horrified when he heard this: "How could this happen? I rescued it from the hands of a carpenter, and asked people to take good care of it, build soil, water it, and prune red branches. Could it be that it is ungrateful and wants to harm me?" "

The Taoist sneered and said: "Monsters have chaotic spiritual consciousness and unclear nature. I have long been accustomed to the idea of ​​repaying kindness with hatred. I would like to ask Yang Sihu to lead me into the backyard first and let me take a closer look."

Yang Sihu looked at the locust tree again and felt that the branches that he praised as "dragon claws" in the past now looked like life-threatening ghost claws. His back was soaked with cold sweat. He quickly winked and ordered the servant girl to notify the female family members to avoid it. The Taoist enters the inner courtyard.

Although it is cold winter and all the flowers and trees are withered, the interior courtyard layout still looks elegant and interesting, showing the exquisite thoughts of the owner of this place. The house facing south and facing the sun should be Miss Yang's boudoir. At this time, the doors and windows are closed to avoid strangers. It is the residence of the maid and the gallery, with the locust tree in the middle.

The Taoist looked around the inner courtyard, circled half a circle around the wood, and then stood at Qiannan. The Taoist boy also stood behind him, silent and lost in thought.

I saw that the Taoist did not set up an altar to offer sacrifices, or draw talismans and recite mantras. His eyes flashed, he pointed his halberd finger at the tree, and shouted sternly: "You demon, why are you pretending to be dead? Why don't you show up yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the trunk of the locust tree trembled, and green air seeped out from the trunk. The green air became thicker and thicker, like surging clouds, and gradually condensed into a half-empty and half-real demonic shadow. His face was blurred, and his upper body and He was about the same length as an ordinary person, but his shoulders were twice as broad as an adult's. He was struggling to pull his lower body out of the tree while letting out a silent roar at everyone.

Some family members thought that the Taoist was just being alarmist and did not want to believe that there really was a monster. They were all frightened to the point of trembling with fear, and their faces turned ashen. Yang Sihu, who had seen a lot of the world, managed to steady his body, cupped his fists and said intermittently: "It's true. ..If there are monsters, please ask the Taoist priest to use your magic power to subdue these monsters."

However, the Taoist sneered and said: "You are just a demon, with chaotic intelligence. You can't even speak human words. How can you be worthy of a poor Taoist?" The Taoist stood sideways with his hands behind his hands, gave up his position and said, "My disciple obeys the destiny of heaven, and I can't surrender with ten moves." He punished me by copying the Tao Te Ching a hundred times."

At first he looked at the monster and was still absent-minded. Tao Tong seemed to be more energetic after hearing this. His eyes flashed, he stepped forward, patted the scabbard behind his back, and the ancient sword came out of the scabbard and flew into Tao Tong's palm. He shook his sword and touched the sword with his fingers. His eyes were reflected in the autumn light on the sword.

"If you can't defeat it with three moves, you should ask Feiyang to be kicked out of the school!"

Outside the Yang Mansion, black clouds were pressing down on the top, while inside the Yang Mansion, the green air stirred up the waves.

The Taoist boy was not in a hurry. When the wood demon pulled out his body and stood still, one man and one demon faced each other. The difference in stature between an adult and a baby was as big as that of an adult. Everyone in the Yang family was sweating, fearing that the Taoist boy would be attacked by the monster. He was crushed to death with one hand, but the Taoist boy didn't flinch. He shouted lightly and struck out with his sword.

It is better to say that he is holding the sword forward than that he is ejecting himself with the sword. In one stroke of the sword, his legs, waist, abdomen, chest and arms all exert their strength, so it is unexpectedly swift, accompanied by sharpness. The sound of the sword breaking through the wind struck the Taoist boy like an arrow from the string, piercing the monster's chest. The monster seemed to be unprepared, and hurriedly clasped its hands in front of its chest. The monster's hands were wide and thick, and it blocked the sword without any damage, but it was blocked in a hurry. The body still staggered back half a step. In the eyes of everyone, it was as incredible as a baby fighting off an adult.

Before everyone could be surprised, the Taoist boy kept walking and turned around to the left side of the monster. He only heard a sword whistle, but he struck three swords in an instant, all of them stabbing the wood monster's open armpit.

, the sword power was fierce and accurate, and the three swords hit the same place almost at the same time. Even if the monster was thick-skinned and thick-skinned, it could not prevent such a breakthrough, and the sword penetrated into the shoulder from the armpit.

The monster roared in pain, but it seemed that the tree had not grown into a spirit recently and had not yet developed vocal cords. It only had the shape of a roar but could not hear the roar. However, everyone in the Yang family trembled in their hearts, as if they felt the anger and ferociousness of the wood monster.

The left arm was injured, but the monster became even more ferocious. It turned around with its right arm, trying to knock the Taoist boy away. The Taoist boy drew his sword and returned, leaping back a few steps. The monster followed closely, and its right arm was as thick as the Taoist boy's waist.

He waved his hands as if chasing a fly, forcing the Taoist boy to be unable to fight back. Everyone onlookers was sweating profusely. In the blink of an eye, the Taoist boy was forced to stand in front of the locust tree, with no way to retreat.

The monster's huge palm took the picture. Seeing that the delicate path was about to be turned into a pulp, several timid servants couldn't help but close their eyes and scream. But they could only hear the women's screams, not the howls of the Taoist boys, and the servants slowly opened their eyes.

Eyes, the Taoist boy was standing peacefully, but the monster was already kneeling on the ground and motionless, only the sword stuck in its throat was trembling.

The servants and women didn't know why, and Yang Sihu and the other servants also saw it inexplicably. Only a few guards with excellent eyesight and proficient in martial arts saw the clues. The boy first used the left arm of the waste wood demon, and then showed weakness and backed away, which attracted the demon to just

Attacking rather than defending, he advanced fiercely. The Taoist boy seemed to have no way to retreat, but in fact he pressed his back against the giant tree to stop his retreat. Then he turned around and circled half a circle against the tree like a snake entwining it.

He had already turned his retreat into an advance, and the sword in his hand was being held out flatly. However, the monster was unable to recover in time and hit the sword's edge on its own.

The three moves only took a moment, but everyone was dumbfounded. Taotong's swordsmanship was second to none. What's even more rare was that he was well-founded in his advance and retreat, and used skill to overcome strength, which showed his extraordinary appearance. Until the monster's figure dissipated and turned into green energy, everyone had not recovered.

.

"Good swordsmanship!"

A crisp oriole call woke up everyone who was distracted. The Taoist boy followed the sound and saw that the door of the boudoir next to him was half open, and half of his youthful and pretty face was revealed. The Taoist boy then remembered that he was in the backyard of the women's family. He thought it was Miss Yang of the Yang family who was watching the excitement outside the door.

Peeping secretly, I hurriedly looked away, but I felt that the pretty face that I had never seen clearly was so gorgeous that it brightened the dull and dark winter day, so I secretly glanced away with my peripheral vision.

But the fragrance door has been closed, and there is no trace of the fragrance...

In a house somewhere in the middle of Sichuan, a feeling of anger was building up. The birds perched on the eaves seemed to feel the anger of the people in the room, and they fluttered their wings and fled.

"Seven days to go, only seven days to go, this Nine Yin Locking Elemental Formation can make the sick ghost of the Yang family die silently, and the 'disaster' can enter the Northland and come under the control of my king. I don't want it to happen anywhere else."

All the work is in vain!!" Hu Bugui couldn't hide the hatred in his heart, anger boiled on his elegant and elegant face, and five fingerprints were found on the pear wood table case.

Hu Yan, who was standing at the side, looked flustered and forced a smile to persuade him: "Second uncle, stop breathing, isn't he just an ordinary man? I will sneak into Yang's house tonight and take his life, and I promise to let him die silently."

It was better not to speak, but as soon as he spoke, Hu Bugui's anger was vented: "Kill, who do you want to kill? Do you think this is the North? Is it protected by my king? This is the middle of Shu! It belongs to Mr. Peacock.

In this territory, Jinping of Western Shu is as famous as my king, the Wild Dragon of the North. Do you want to kill people under his nose? Where is it further south? It is Lichen Road, where cultivators from all over the world gather! So is Yang Xuanyan after all.

He is a seventh-grade minister and a member of the Yang family of Hongnong. If he died at the hands of our clan, would the monks from Lichen Dao be unmoved? With powerful enemies around you, you act so recklessly. It is a small matter to lose your life.

, it would be great to let the "scourge" escape from control."

Looking at the arrogant beard and hair of the second uncle, who was known to be elegant and wise, Hu Yan could not help but lower his head and murmured: "What kind of disaster? What kind of climate can a little girl have? My seventh sister spends all day painting her features and boasting about her beauty."

The country is beautiful, let her try it."

After hearing this, Hu Bugui was extremely angry and rejoiced: "Hey, Hu Xiaojiu, are you still entertaining your seventh sister? Your seventh sister seems to be lighthearted, but I feel at ease when doing things. How is it like your kid, who can't act with his head?

It was a waste of my great talents and natural evil eyes. This time I, the Qingqiu Fox Clan, obeyed the order of my king, and I only brought your third brother and you. Don’t I just want you to learn from your third brother’s stability? I’ll wait for you and you can learn.

Hu Yu is half of him, so he can go and entertain your seventh sister."

Seeing that his uncle had slowed down a bit, Hu Yan knew that he was resourceful and wise. He suppressed his anger for a moment, so he took the opportunity to divert the topic away from himself and said, "Then second uncle, what should we do next?"

Hu Bugui asked: "What do you think of those two Taoist priests today?"

Hu Yan sneered and said with disdain in his eyes: "Are there any tricks on the street that are worth mentioning? The veteran's aura was disordered. He was clearly a charlatan who learned some miscellaneous tricks to cheat money from somewhere. The wood demon was simply summoned by him.

Come to deceive some villagers and village women. It only has its shape and no substance. The little Taoist priest has a solid foundation, but he is young and has little cultivation, so he is not worthy of attention."

"What about the sword moves? Maybe you can tell their origins from the sword moves?"

Hu Yan pondered for a moment, then hesitated and said: "Looking at that posture, it looks like it came from Lingxiao Swordsmanship, but the way it was used was specious and nondescript. I couldn't tell what moves were used. Yes, that veteran must have been kicked out by Lingxiao Swordsmanship.

Let the master go out and take the little guy as his apprentice. The three-legged cat master will bring out the bad apprentice!"

Hu Bugui sneered: "Is it lame? When you, Hu Xiaojiu, were as old as him, you almost cut off your own ears when practicing swordsmanship."

Hu Yan was afraid that his uncle would turn the blame on him again, so he laughed a few times and did not dare to say anything.

Hu Bugui continued: "The charlatan accidentally broke my formation. It's too much of a coincidence. Although the foundation of the path is shallow, the swordsmanship is not bad. Although the competition is fake, his cultivation is genuine.

The authentic style of a famous family cannot be taught by a charlatan. It seems that the old master has hidden it deeply."

"Hiding it deeply? It's impossible. What kind of big shot is this? You've never heard of the second uncle?" He said nonsense. The second uncle is Bei Longtian's confidant. There are only a handful of great monsters in the world. If he were the second uncle, he wouldn't even be able to see it.

If he is pure and honest, that Taoist is enough to be feared.

Hu Bugui also stroked his head and pondered, and after a while he said: "If I had predicted it correctly, we might have fallen into someone else's trap without knowing it. Recently, the demon clan in Shu heard some rumors and went looking for some spiritual girl. They stole it."

Many girls, and a few blind ones, brought their ideas to the Yang Mansion, but I took action to get rid of them. Combined with what happened today, someone should be targeting us. "

"We are so secretive, how can we still leak the news? What should we do next? Why don't I follow those two people and see what they are and what they are."

"It's not your turn to go even if you want to go. Your arrogant appearance has not made it known to the whole city. Third brother, your concealment and escape skills are both excellent. Wait for the two Taoists to leave the house and follow them.

Go up and explore and see where they come from."

Hu Bugui said to the corner of the room. He saw a vague human figure stepping out from the dark corner, changing from virtual to solid, and the figure gradually became clear. It turned out that there was a third person in the room. Needless to say, this one was dressed in black and had an ordinary appearance.

The young man is exactly what Hu Bugui calls his third brother, Hu Yan's third brother, Hu Yu.

"When something goes wrong, retreat when you have to. Don't be greedy for success and advance too quickly." Hu Bugui was worried and warned him one more time.

Hu Yu nodded silently, then slowly retreated to the corner, blending into the darkness.
Chapter completed!