"No! Don't come over!"

"Zhang Long, Zhao Hu... I didn't kill you, I was just following orders!"

The man dressed as a general was waving a spear indiscriminately, with a cry in his voice, begging. Around him, several Yin soldiers showed terrifying and severe looks, or they were bleeding from their orifices, or their stomachs were disemboweled, or their faces were cracked...

…Unmoved at all, they came around.

The man gritted his teeth and stabbed with his spear, but found in despair that the tip of the spear had hit the Yin soldier, but it only stirred up a cloud of black air in vain.

He staggered and fell into the corner.

There is no way to retreat.

And the ghosts were already swarming up.

Crying, screaming, chewing.

After a while.

There was only a white skeleton left in the corner, still maintaining a frightened posture. Immediately, the skeleton's jaw opened and closed a few times, and then scattered to the ground with a "crash".

Black energy slowly seeped out from the pile of bones and scattered like ghost soldiers. However, they did not leave in a hurry. Instead, they turned their attention to another corner.

There was a girl curled up there. She looked to be eleven or twelve years old. She wore a jingchai skirt and was wearing a cloth dress. She must have been a maid who boiled water.

Logically speaking, this maid was not a general brought by Li Kuiqi, so she should not be the target of revenge by the ghost soldiers. However, these ghost soldiers were originally fierce ghosts on the battlefield. They had recently joined Yan Xinglie, and their duties were still shallow, and their viciousness had not disappeared.

Everyone is in the midst of revenge, and their eyes are filled with blood. How can they still worry about whether they are innocent?

This little girl was also terribly frightened. She could see the ghosts approaching little by little, but she couldn't control her body. She couldn't even call for help, let alone run away. She just couldn't stop crying.

--Who can help me?

At this moment, a sword scabbard was placed in front of her.

"go back."

The Taoist priest with short hair came closer.

"Don't hurt innocent people."

When the ghost soldier saw Li Chang'an, he paused in his approach. The red light in his eyes slowly faded. He bowed to the Taoist priest and then retreated.

"well."

The Taoist priest sighed, turned to look at the little maid, and said softly:

"Are you okay?"

The little girl's eyes were filled with tears and she shook her head slightly, obviously her fear was not gone.

"follow me."

The Taoist priest pulled her up, tossed her all the way, and took her into a side room.

The wing was filled with men, women, and children, all of whom were servants and maids that Li Changan had rescued from the out-of-control Yin soldiers.

"Is there anything missing?"

The Taoist priest asked the steward.

"Taoist Master's benevolence and virtue are all here."

After saying that, the steward led everyone to kneel down to thank him for saving his life. The Taoist priest quickly supported him and said "well deserved" several times. When Li Changan thought about it, the reason why these people suffered was because of him.

It was due to negligence and poor thinking. I just thought about letting the bearded gang take revenge, but I didn't consider that there were irrelevant people in this mansion.

And at this time.

"Taoist Master."

Lou Cheng walked in through the wall.

This appearance frightened the crowd to the point of almost exploding. After a while, the Taoist priest managed to calm him down and pulled Lou Cheng out of the door.

"It's done?"

According to the plan, Yan Xinglie and his men went to take revenge. After killing their enemies, they took Li Changan back to Echeng through the underworld.

"On the contrary."

Unexpectedly, Lou Cheng hurriedly grabbed Li Changan and walked out.

"Li Kuiqi is guarded by eminent monks and has opened up the Dharma Realm. There is nothing we can do!"

………………………………

"Yan Xinglie, you can't kill me alive, and you can't help me even more dead!"

"While I'm still alive, I can bribe the imperial court, recruit people, and enjoy glory and wealth; a hundred years later, I can bribe Yama and be worshiped with blood, food, and incense."

"That's right, I killed your parents, I killed your brother, I killed your son, and your wife... I really can't bear to kill her... After all, your wife's taste is really...

Ha ha ha ha……"

Lou Cheng and Li Changan rushed to the house where Li Kuiqi was hiding. Before he got close, he heard an arrogant voice making endless noises, and then heard a howl that was not like a human voice.

"Boom."

The whole house shook with the huge muffled sound.

Both of them said "no" and hurriedly rushed to the door.

But I saw black smoke billowing in the room. In the smoke, a golden light curtain shaped like a copper bell was turned upside down, protecting the two people. One of them was a monk in simple clothes. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his hands clasped together.

With his head lowered and chanting endlessly, he must be the eminent monk that Lou Cheng mentioned. The other one is extremely rich in clothing, but his body seems to have shrunk, weirdly hunched, but his limbs are quite long, and he looks like a "

"Prawn" should be Li Kuiqi.

Outside the golden bell, Yan Xinglie held a heavy sword and chopped with all his strength.

Every blow was like a big bell, shaking the house, but the golden bell only emerged with Sanskrit characters one after another, and never wavered at all. On the contrary, Yan Xinglie, every time he swung his sword, black smoke came out of his body.

, the clothes and armor on his body were also somewhat torn. This was not an ordinary piece of clothing, but an illusion of the soul.

"Please wait a moment, Daoist Priest Li is here."

When Lou Cheng saw this, he hurriedly called out, and Yan Xinglie finally stopped, but he still stared at this life-and-death enemy with fire-breathing eyes that was so close, but could not do anything about it because of the golden bell.

The "prawn" heard this and sneered.

"Is this the helper you found? A bull nose?"

The Taoist priest was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he just stabbed him with his sword.

However.

"Ding."

The tip of the sword stopped on the golden bell and could not move forward even an inch.

The "demon slaying" that has always been invincible has no effect at all!

Sure enough.

The Taoist priest took back his sword and shook his head at the two men without trying again.

"Slaying demons" is only effective against all evil spirits, and this golden bell - he glanced at the monk who was immersed in chanting sutras - does belong to the upright and authentic Buddhist sect.

"Hahaha."

Li Kuiqi waved his "shrimp claws" and laughed.

"Yan Xinglie, Yan Xinglie, you are a waste when you are alive, you are still a waste when you die, find a helper to make you a fucking waste..."

"Bah!"

Lou Cheng angrily threw the iron helmet on his head. Yan Xinglie, on the other hand, said nothing and just slashed with his sword.

Unfortunately, it was still in vain, and the shock caused cracks in his armor.

Lou Cheng quickly advised:

"Don't be so aggressive in asking for help! If you continue like this, not only will you not be able to break the barrier, you will not be able to hold it on yourself."

But Yan Xinglie could not listen at this moment. Lou Cheng had no choice but to look at the Taoist priest for help, but the Taoist priest could only shake his head. He knew Yan Xinglie and knew that at this moment, he would rather be knocked out of his mind here than to

Take even one step back!

Lou Cheng was so anxious that he jumped up and walked quickly around the golden bell a few times. Suddenly he cursed the monk.

"You're such a ignorant monk!"

"My family recruited the traitor Li Kuiqi who came to kill him out of personal hatred and justice, but you came to intervene and save this villain's life. I think you are not a good person in a nest of snakes and rats!"

Inside the Golden Bell, Li Kuiqi kept provoking, but the monk next to him showed no reaction at all.

Lou Cheng continued to curse:

"Which monk are you from? You don't know right from wrong! Mount Wutai? Huayan Sect? Centennial Palace? Baoguo Temple..."

Speaking of "Baoguo Temple", the monk trembled slightly, but Lou Cheng looked him in the face.

"Okay, it turns out to be the bald donkey from Huguo Temple."
To be continued...