The next day, early.

Baishan, Miss Song, and Sister Miaomiao simply said that they needed to go out for training and might not come back at night.

Afterwards, he rode a spiritual deer and rushed to the Black Pine Nut Farm in the western suburbs of the capital.

After Linglu was delivered, he went back to the mountain to practice. After all, it was only responsible for the "Song Mansion-Qingyun Sect" route in Baishan, and was not a special mount for Baishan.

In the Heisongzi Farm, the owner saw another sect disciple coming, so he hurried out and welcomed him into the farm.

However, the owner of the village didn't pay much attention to him when he saw that he was young. After serving tea, he left.

Not long after Bai Shan sat down, a middle-aged man and woman walked in.

This middle-aged man and woman were both wearing the uniforms of inner disciples of the Qingyun Sect. The man looked dignified and elegant, while the woman was smiling and walking relaxedly beside the man.

The middle-aged man greeted with a smile: "Uncle Junior, I just heard that the owner of the village welcomed a young man. I was wondering who it was, but I didn't expect it to be you."

Baishan stood up and returned the greeting with a smile.

On the other side, the middle-aged woman patted the man's arm and teased: "Senior brother, you don't report yourself to the family. My junior uncle is practicing at Hanyun Peak on weekdays. If we don't wear these clothes, our junior uncle will be here."

I didn’t know we were from the Qingyun Sect.”

The male disciple scratched his head and said "Yes", then clasped his fists and said seriously: "Uncle Bai, I am Mo Shijiang, a disciple of the inner sect of Kuzhu Peak. I am in the sixth realm of martial arts. I have practiced the Soul Gathering Technique. I have now reached the third level.

It’s layered.”

The female disciple said: "Uncle Bai, I am Tong Luan, an inner disciple of Xiayun Peak. I am at the sixth level of martial arts and the third level of the Spirit Gathering Technique."

Seeing that the two of them were being polite, Bai Shan returned the favor and said, "Mo."

He was about to speak, but stopped again. The two of them seemed to be more than ten years older than him, and he couldn't say "nephew" in a logical way.

Mo Shijiang was also cheerful. Seeing his embarrassment, he took the initiative to break the ice and said: "Uncle Bai, my nephew Mo Shijiang is polite."

Tong Luan said: "Uncle Bai, it doesn't matter what your seniority is. You can call him Xiao Mo or I can be called Xiao Tong."

Bai Shan smiled and said: "It's true that I'm in love with you, my two nephews."

Although the three of them met for the first time, they became familiar with each other after saying a few words.

After a few words, Bai Shan asked: "Two nephews, how is the situation here? Has Granny Denghua's daughter been caught?"

Mo Shijiang glanced around and said, "Uncle Master, let's go outside and talk while walking."

In the morning, the Black Pine Nut Farm should have been lively and bustling, but instead it was shrouded in gloomy clouds that even the sunshine could not dispel.

The roads are quite deserted and overgrown with weeds, and many of the fertile fields seem to have been abandoned.

The men and women in the village who met by chance also had clear fear on their faces.

Baishan remembered that the message said that "Grandma Denghua" was executed a year ago, and the panic among these men and women was obviously caused by the eldest daughter of "Grandma Denghua".

The three of them walked to a deserted open space and said slowly: "Uncle Bai, we have already encountered that strange thing.

We use the method of Elder Cuizhufeng.

First light the oil lamp to lure the strange thing to come.

Then when a female family member in the farm feels distressed, she will extinguish all the candles and cut off the monster's escape route.

That strange thing cannot possess the human body, so we will prepare a doll made of locust trees in advance.

Then, the strange thing will appear on the doll's body.

All we have to do is pour oil on the fire and burn the doll, and that will be considered a success."

Tong Luan sighed: "There are also disciples of the Xuantu Sect coming to this village.

We were almost successful, but those Xuantu Sect disciples were just making trouble!"

Baishan has heard of Xuantu Sect.

Although they are very unfamiliar, they also know that this sect and the Qingyun Sect are both around the capital.

It's just that the former is in the west and the latter is in the east.

Mo Shijiang took over the words and said: "Just as junior sister said, the farm has been peaceful for three days.

But early this morning, another female relative had a dull pain in her chest. We asked the owner of the village, and the owner said that this was a sign of severe pain after nightfall. This meant that the strange thing could no longer bear it and was about to come out again.

Uncle Bai came just in time.

The three of us have made great contributions, and the three low-grade spiritual stones can be divided equally."

Tong Luan said with a smile: "My uncle must have entered the sixth level of martial arts in July this year. I saw my uncle in the Wu Yamen renewing his martial arts order."

Bai Shan said: "That's true, it's funny."

Tong Luan said: "Although my junior uncle has a high seniority, he has only entered the sixth level of martial arts after all, and senior brother Mo and I have been there for six full years. I don't need to take action when the time comes, as long as I can help the two of us from behind."

It's just a matter of people pressing the formation.

The two of us will definitely stop that monster and burn him to death."

Six years?

[Spirit Gathering Technique] Three levels?

It seems that my cultivation speed is more than twice as fast as ordinary people.

Bai Shan followed their words and asked casually: "The disciples of Xuantu Sect, they must also want to kill this weird thing, right?"

Mo Shijiang said: "Uncle Bai, don't worry. This time, we have all divided up."

After nightfall, we stand on the east side and they stand on the west side, and wherever the locust tree puppet goes, it goes to that side. In this way, we won't disturb each other, but let the strange thing run away."

Bai Shan praised: "What a good idea."

Tong Luan and Mo Shijiang saw that the legendary uncle who was accepted as a disciple by Fairy Ying was so friendly, and they immediately felt good about him. It stands to reason that people who succeed at a young age can't help but be frivolous, especially when they heard that this

His uncle's background was not good, and he was the son-in-law of the Xiaoyao Hou family, so he felt that his uncle was quite good.

Mo Shijiang smiled and said: "Uncle Junior Master, he didn't see us in such a hurry three days ago. I pulled out my sword to stop him, but a fool from the Xuantu Sect actually knocked my sword away with a big sword.

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As a result, the weird thing ran away, and we started fighting, almost missing the real fire."

Baishan asked: "What does that strange thing look like?"

Tong Luan rushed to say: "This strange thing is very ordinary. I once went out with the sect master once and saw a fire ghost. That is scary."

Mo Shijiang said helplessly: "Junior sister, you really have to tell this story to everyone you meet. You're not afraid of bothering your uncle."

Bai Shan said: "I came out this time to gain experience. If the young girl can tell you these interesting stories, I will be happy to listen."

Tong Luan gouged out Mo Shijiang, and then said: "Uncle Master, the fire ghost hides in the big cooking stove on weekdays. At night, it crawls out from the mouth of the big stove and attaches itself to people. Once it gets on the body,

That was when the whole person was on fire, and the ghost fire was so dense that it was as high as one foot high! He couldn't get close easily! Later, the sect leader took out the magical weapon and spent all his strength to kill the fire ghost."

Bai Shan nodded, but felt a little puzzled.

The will-o'-the-wisps are thick and dense, as high as one foot high

This image always reminded him a little of himself.

However, he is not a ghost fire, but a strong fire poison, three dragon beads, and a two-foot golden Arhat Dharma.

The three of them were walking and chatting.

Baishan also gained a lot more understanding of zombies and other weird things.

At the same time, he also understood the terrain of the Black Pine Nut Farm and the ambush process after dark, and he also had some ideas in his mind.

It's getting dusk.

The owner of the farm arranged meals for the seven sect disciples, then stood at the door nervously, looking around.

Suddenly, he exclaimed: "It's foggy!!"

Why is it foggy?!"

The seven people who were eating looked at each other.

A disciple of the Xuantu Sect did not panic and said with a smile: "With such good weather, that weird thing is definitely going to take action."

Another person said: "Let's prepare oil lamps and dolls to attract that strange thing. We will definitely succeed tonight!"

Another young female disciple of the Xuantu Sect looked at the opposite side of the dining table with great interest, sizing up Bai Shan. She suddenly said: "Are you the disciple that Fairy Ying accepted after she descended to earth?"

Before Bai Shan could answer, Tong Luan said in a bad tone: "So what? Are you jealous and want to be my uncle Bai's maid?"

White Mountain:

Although it was a bit like rushing a duck to the shelves, he roughly understood the relationship between the two sects of Qingyun Xuantu today.

Not very good.

Coupled with the conflicts of the past few days, it is normal for the smell of gunpowder to be strong.

However, he didn't want the fire to burn him, so he said: "Since there is a strange thing coming tonight, everyone should work together to fight against that strange thing."

The young female disciple across from me snorted, "Tong Luan, look at your uncle, he is much better than you. You have such a temper. How can you be an immortal?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a tall man beside her also scolded: "Junior sister, stop talking!"

The young female disciple immediately became silent.

The tall man nodded towards Bai Shan, which was a sign of "harmony", and he was obviously the leader of the four members of the Xuantu Sect opposite.

Baishan thought for a while. Although he didn't find anything special along the way, he felt that the fog was unusual, so he said: "These weird things are cunning. It's foggy again tonight. It's really not a good sign. No."

If you extinguish all the candles, see if the strange thing will come back another day."

The tall man smiled and said: "Brother Bai is too worried. It would be better if the strange thing comes while it is foggy. It will also save us a lot of effort."

Mo Shijiang also leaned over and said softly: "Uncle Junior, that strange thing ran away a few days ago, and we finally got a sign today. If we miss it, we don't know when it will be next time."

If Bai Shan was alone, he would have put out all the candles and oil lamps, and waited until another day when the environment would be more conducive to him.

But then he thought about it and thought that this task was only rated as easy, and that these six people might each have magical powers, so he said no more.

At night.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and I can't see my fingers even if I stretch out my hand.

It is normal for fog to occur in late winter.

Seven people came outside the house of a virgin family.

This female relative is the one who showed signs of chest pain in the morning.

at this time

inside the house

The oil lamp was dimly lit, and the oil-wicked lamp flickered, emitting a dim light that was bright and dark.

The dim light revealed a frightened woman on the bed and a locust wood doll on the round table in the center of the room.

Sophora lords and wood ghosts have a strong Yin energy.

At this moment, the painting looks like a doll, with half of the face lit up and half darkened, which is strange and penetrating.

outside the house

Four people from the Xuantu Sect on the west side were lying in ambush.

To the east are Bai Shan, Tong Luan and Mo Shijiang.

In this game, Baishan was positioned as a "raiding array" rather than a "main force". He himself came to see the strange objects and experience the atmosphere of experience, which was regarded as an "internship".

Therefore, although the scene was unfamiliar and the atmosphere was not the solitary one he liked, it was still acceptable.

In addition, there were many small barrels of kerosene placed inside and outside the house.

This kerosene is used to easily light the locust wood doll.

Although there are talismans and the like available for sale in the sect, inner disciples who have never practiced cultivation cannot use them.

Whether it is a talisman or a magic weapon, it requires spiritual energy to be driven.

To get started, you need to cultivate your magic skills to at least the fourth level.

At the sixth level, you have truly broken through to the realm of all things.

But it's hard.

Even if inner disciples have talent, they cannot achieve it without more than ten years of hard work.

"Uncle Master, you'll be ready to sweep the formation in a moment, and we'll do the interception.

Junior Sister Tong, after that strange thing appears, I will rush in.

If the monster escapes, remember to intercept it outside, then throw it into kerosene and light it."

"I understand, senior brother.

Uncle Bai, you haven't broken through for a long time and you don't have enough experience, so please be careful."

"Thank you, I will be careful."

"Are the fire seals ready?"

"Everything is ready."

After a soft exchange on both sides of the house, no one spoke.

Time passes minute by minute.

Suddenly, a shrill scream tore through the silent foggy night.

"Ah! Ah!!"

The originally anxious female family member in the room clutched her chest and screamed, gasping for air as if she couldn't breathe.

Mo Shijiang and the tall man from the Xuantu Sect rushed into the room instantly. They raised their hands and each fired a sword energy. They stood up and extinguished the lanterns.

As soon as the lights went out, the two fell silent.

The female family member was still screaming, but the two of them had ignored the scream. They were listening to the movement of the locust wood doll on the wooden table.

Click

Kaka

The doll seemed to move twice, and the wooden body collided with the wooden table, making a clear and creepy sound.

Immediately afterwards

There was a heavy "knock" sound.

The doll seemed to fly.

Because of the darkness and thick fog, although Mo Shijiang and the Xuantu Sect disciple could not see clearly, they were both in the sixth realm of martial arts and had the ability to identify positions by listening to sounds.

Upon hearing this, he knew that the locust tree doll had flown to the west, which was the direction of the Xuantu Sect as agreed before.

The Xuantu Sect disciple laughed loudly, raised his hand and stabbed the doll. When it touched the doll, the sword body twisted and turned, and the true energy inside was like a whirlpool, entangling the escaping doll.

As the sword swung, the locust tree doll had already entered the oil barrel.

Plop! Plop!

The locust tree doll wants to run away.

How can the disciples of Xuantu Sect be willing to obey?

The sword energy was suppressed instantly and hit the Sophora Tree Doll back.

At the same time, the fire stick in his hand shot out.

Bang!!

The fire broken piece fell into the kerosene barrel, the kerosene was ignited, and the locust tree doll made a weird scream in the sea of ​​​​fire.

The Xuantu Sect disciples shouted excitedly: "It's done!!"

Mo Shijiang and Tong Luan outside sighed softly.

The flames were crackling, and the screams of the locust tree doll gradually subsided.

Everyone is ready to "call it a day".

And at this moment,

A sudden scream came.

The voice came from the young female disciple of the Xuantu Sect.

In the darkness, the firelight continued, shining all around.

The scream only sounded for a moment and then disappeared.

The air was filled with tranquility.

Tong Luan was a little flustered and asked: "Xuantu Sect, what's going on over there?"

“Junior sister Ma’s heart is gone!!”

After a few simple words fell, an indescribable panic spread.

"How is that possible? Wasn't that weird thing burned?"

"What's going on?"

Mo Shijiang, Tong Luan, and Bai Shan looked at each other and walked forward quickly.

In such dangerous times, separation is courting death.

An instant later, the six living people gathered together, surrounding the dead junior sister.

The woman's heart had been torn out, and red blood was flowing out.

suddenly

The scene in front of the six people had a strange flickering and frame-jumping feeling.

The female disciple who fell to the ground suddenly stood up again, her heart intact as before.

The six people looked at each other

There was silence.

Mo Shijiang suddenly said: "Illusion! Use the scenes we are familiar with and expect to lure us into illusion. The strange thing is not dead. The scenes just now are all fake!

It's right next to us.

No! This is its ambush!"

Just as he finished speaking, the screen skipped frames again.

Everyone only saw a strange scene. Four small dolls were lying on Junior Sister Nama's chest, eating her heart.

As if because they were exposed, the four little dolls suddenly raised their heads and looked directly at the few people.

A few people felt their hair stand on end, especially among the little dolls, one of which actually had pale white hair.

This scares them even more!

Because this white hair reminds them of Grandma Denghua.

They have all seen the process of this incident and know that there are four "Grandma Denghua" in the family, and now there are exactly four dolls.

Several people suddenly realized,

Maybe "Grandma Denghua" is pretending to be dead,

Maybe "Grandma Denghua" was not killed by the previous Cuizhu Peak elder at all.

Maybe "Grandma Denghua" pretended to be dead just to win the hearts of some young and strong people.

And now, "Grandma Denghua" has succeeded, and they have become the first batch of prey!!

Experience is full of traps, people’s hearts and minds are treacherous

Reality taught them a hard lesson.

Just as I was thinking about it, the next moment, the screen jumped again.

Tong Luan let out a cry of pain.

The uniform of her Qingyun Sect inner disciple was stained red by the blood seeping from inside.

"Tong Luan!!"

Mo Shijiang shouted loudly.

This sound woke Tong Luan up, but she was so frightened that she couldn't help herself. She didn't dare to stay where she was. Instead, she screamed like a frightened bird, turned around and stepped forward, and in an instant she flew out several feet towards the thick fog.

Run in the direction.

"Junior sister! Don't get separated!" Mo Shijiang shouted as he chased after her.

The remaining three Xuantu Sect disciples also felt fear in their hearts. They looked at each other, then hurriedly gathered together and ran out.

call

A cold wind blew by, and all the burning fire oil was extinguished.

Baishan looked around and saw that everyone was gone.

The house next to it is also gone.

He walked alone in the dark.

In the thick fog, no one could see anyone.

The young man tried his best to restrain his breath, and then swept away into the distance.

The power in his body was like an arrow tightened on a bowstring, ready to be shot at any time.

He walked farther and farther, and gradually he didn't know where he was.

"Is this an illusion? If I get hit, I won't be able to break through it and I will have to be slaughtered by others?" Bai Shan murmured, "Then how do I get out?"

A stick of incense has passed.

Two sticks of incense

Three sticks of incense

Suddenly, he felt as if small, cool and hard wooden hands suddenly appeared, grabbing his back. Those small hands carried strange power. If he hadn't counterattacked instantly with his true energy, he might have been killed.

In an instant, the power hidden in Bai Shan's body exploded.

The tree-like fairy roots between the eyebrows flickered, and the stored spiritual energy came out through the body, rushed outward, and turned into the two-foot-long Arhat Dharma image in the thick fog.

"Arhat" took a deep breath, and suddenly the crimson fire poison rolled out, like a red-trained python swimming in the void, and in an instant it condensed into three whirlpool-like dragon balls. These three dragon balls were even more powerful than the last time.

It's even bigger and more terrifying, like three red vortexes about ten feet in diameter.

At the same time, he turned around suddenly, without even looking, and hugged those unknown things tightly with both hands.

As soon as he took it into his arms, Bai Shan felt that they were four puppet dolls.

The four puppets were struck so violently that they were stunned for a moment, and then they were stunned and struggled wildly.

But "Arhat" hugged her very tightly.

No matter how hard they struggle, it's all in vain.

"Huh~"

"Arhat" said nothing nonsense and spit out a fierce fire mist.

The highly corrosive fire mist fell on the four puppet dolls, causing them to scream strangely.

The screams were four different sounds, including an old woman's scream, a woman's scream, a man's scream, and a girl's weird scream.

The scream rang out for a moment and then stopped.

Baishan didn't let go and continued to blow the fire mist until the four dolls' heads, shoulders and bodies were all turned into ashes.

Not giving up, he grabbed the lower bodies of four more dolls, held them in the air with his fingers, and continued to blow, as if a welding gun was spraying high-temperature flames.

The dolls only had their lower bodies left, but they were like shrimps whose heads had been beheaded, struggling desperately to escape.

But they can't break free at all.

And because his head was gone first, he couldn't even speak.

The fingers of the Arhat Dharma in Baishan are like the strongest pliers, clamping them tightly.

After a while, the doll turned into ashes and disappeared from the world.

Baishan didn't dare to be careless. Even when he blew the fire mist, he only blew out two dragon balls. At this time, he still had one left. He looked left and right, waiting for the hidden enemy to appear.

The wait turned out to be in vain.

He put away his strength and looked again, only to find that the illusion had been lifted.

"The difficulty assessment of this task is obviously wrong, right?"

Bai Shan murmured to himself, and then hurriedly started looking for his fellow disciples.

"Master Nephew Mo!"
Chapter completed!