While Jiang Yue was sleeping, he suddenly tightened the quilt tightly around his body. He frowned, as if he had noticed something.
Behind the screen, two maidservants were sleeping in their clothes. Their faces suddenly turned pale and their breathing almost stopped.
At this moment, the night outside the window is filled with darkness, getting darker and darker, as if it is painted with thick ink, which is scary and suffocating.
At this moment, the door opened quietly, and a man dressed in red stepped in. She ignored the two maids who had passed out, walked around the screen, and looked at the young man on the bed.
Hongyi's eyes were blazing, she opened her mouth and took a deep breath. The next moment she was suddenly stunned, why couldn't she absorb this young man's essence, blood and soul?
The next moment, a stream of black light appeared in front of his eyes, hitting Hong Yi with a "pop" sound, and blasted him out of the door.
In between breaths, the black light flew back with a "swish", and the door was closed. It fell into Jiang Yue's hand, and it was a black chess piece. At this moment, the dim light was flowing on its surface, and there seemed to be a bright red color mixed with it.
The next moment he was completely swallowed up.
call--
Jiang Yue subconsciously grasped the chess piece tightly, his brows relaxed, and he felt like he was having a warm dream.
The two maids outside the screen also had their faces rosy again. They were huddled together as if they were afraid of the cold, with only their black hair exposed and fell asleep.
At the same time, outside the Li family's mansion, the city god's subordinate judge led the Yin messengers and rode the Yin wind to arrive.
At a glance, he saw the big locust tree that was split in half. The judge's expression changed, "No, it's the evil ghost in red. She really is still there!"
"Go and report to Lord City God immediately. The rest of you will follow me to save people!"
Li's Mansion is the City God's place, a place of special communication, so no mistakes should be made.
The judge led a group of undercover agents and chased after him following the evil spirit's aura, and soon arrived at the East Road Courtyard and outside Jiang Yue's room.
"Huh?!" The evil ghost's aura clearly came here, but now it has disappeared. What's the reason?
The judge hesitated for a moment, then went in through the door. He first glanced at the two maids and noticed a trace of ghostly energy on them, but it was very slight and could be recovered after a sleep.
But this could prove that the devil in red was really here. The judge came to the screen with a solemn expression and said, "Huh?!" After just one glance, he was sweating profusely and hurriedly retreated.
"Your Majesty, where is the evil spirit?"
"Sir, is the young master that I told you about him okay now?"
Surrounded by all the villains, the judge wiped his cold sweat, shook his head and said: "It's okay, the evil ghost... uh, he's probably been killed already, let's go."
He turned around and left, looking scared.
That young master actually had a treasure that could suppress evil spirits and slay evil spirits. He only took a glance at it from a distance and was shocked by the ghosts. If he hadn't been blessed with a priesthood, he would have been killed. This man is an extraordinary person.
There must be an expert behind it, no wonder the City God values it so much.
As soon as a few people exited the Li Mansion, they saw divine light surging in the distance. Dong Qingji led all the undercover agents to arrive, "Judge, how is it in the Li Mansion?"
The judge hurriedly saluted and said, "My subordinates pay homage to the master. Please rest assured. There seems to be an expert in the Li Mansion, and the evil spirit in red has been killed."
He came forward and whispered a few words.
Dong Qingji's expression relaxed and he smiled, "I know about this, so I'll stop here. You can follow me back."
It's chaos if he cares.
Mr. Li is temporarily living in the Li family, but he is not here. He only has some means to stay. What does it mean to be in red clothes?
…
Hu Ying fled and fled, traveling all the way through mountains and rivers, and finally returned to Ailao Mountain.
Looking up, I saw black clouds like a curtain, surging and rolling in layers, and a ghostly aura rising into the sky.
His tears fell immediately.
I, Hu Ying, went through hardships and narrow escapes, and finally came back alive!
Damn swordsman, how dare you kill me, the ancestor of the Hu family, one of the ghost kings of Ailao Mountain. This is a blood feud.
You wait!
Soon, I, the ghost tide in Ailao Mountain, will wash away the caves and seal the sky with blood, and no chickens or dogs will be left.
"Where are the wild ghosts? How dare you trespass into Ailao Mountain? You will die!" With a loud shout, two green-faced and fanged evil ghosts blocked the way.
Hu Ying was startled, and then he was filled with grief and anger. My dignified young man from Ailao Mountain, the most elegant and charming among evil ghosts, was actually treated as a wild ghost? I have never been in such a miserable state in my life!
He lifted up his knotted and sticky hair and wiped the mud off his face, "What a shame! Open your eyes and see clearly, I am Hu Ying!"
"Quickly, go tell all the ghost kings that the direct descendants of the Hu family are back. I have brought information from the enemy. My evil ghost ancestor of the Hu family must not die in vain!"
On the opposite side, two evil spirits looked at each other in surprise, looked at each other, jumped up with a "ouch", turned around and ran away.
Hu Ying's face was filled with relief.
Sure enough, when I came back, the anger of Ailao Mountain was already burning.
Sword cultivator, just wait to die!
Half an hour later, deep in Ailao Mountain, there was the Hall of Ten Thousand Ghosts.
All the ghost kings in the mountain came out and gathered here.
The ghost energy is surging and the evil spirit is rising!
At this moment, a ghost king slowly spoke, "Hu Ying, are you saying that the sword was repaired somewhere in Fengshan Cave, and it was he who took out the sword and killed Hu Shouzhuo?"
Hu Ying raised his head and glanced at the ghost kings. He always felt that something was wrong in their eyes, but he didn't have time to think about it. He said sadly: "Yes, it is that damn sword cultivator! When Patriarch Shouzhuo just arrived, he didn't notice it.
There was a sudden sneak attack, and the ancestor died miserably!"
He threw himself on the ground and kowtowed heavily, "Please ghost kings, avenge me, the Hu family, otherwise my reputation in Ailao Mountain will be wiped out!"
Another ghost king spoke with an eager voice, "So, you can lead us to find that sword cultivator, right?"
Hu Ying nodded repeatedly, "Junior can lead the way and we will surely find this person!"
"good!"
"Hahaha, I finally found the crux."
"Oh God, God has never stopped my evil ghost path, and finally gave me a glimmer of hope."
Hu Shouzhuo was killed, and the mortal realm came. The hungry ghost realm was forced into a desperate situation. The ghost kings in Ailao Mountain also tried to find a way out, but that sword was too terrifying. The moment Hu Shouzhuo was killed, all cause and effect were also annihilated. They had no idea what was happening.
What.
Hu Ying came back and brought news about the sword cultivator... All of this may have originated from this person. Even if he did not do it, it must be related to it.
call--
A ghost king suddenly stood up and said, "Everyone, put down all your dignity and arrogance, lead all the evil ghosts under Ailao Mountain to find this gentleman, stand on a bush and plead guilty, and ask him to give us a way to survive!"
Hu Ying, whose face was full of excitement, excitement and ferociousness... Ga? What? Did I hear it wrong?! He opened his mouth and said, "Everyone... ghost kings... did you say it wrong... that sword cultivator is me?
The mortal enemy of Ailao Mountain..."
"That's right, Xiao Hu Ying, it's great that you are back. If it weren't for you, how could we have found that adult? Everyone, what are you waiting for? Whether you and I are alive or dead, we have to decide right now!"
"Let's go, gather our troops and rush to Fengshan Cave Heaven! Even if I die on my knees there, I still want Master Sword Immortal to give me a way to survive in Ailao Mountain."
"That's right, set off quickly!"
boom--
The ghost energy exploded and condensed into a cage, locking Hu Ying inside. A group of ghost kings stared at him with blazing scarlet eyes, "Little Hu Ying, you will lead the way, right? Be obedient and I will give your Hu family a good time.
Don't force your uncles to be violent."
Hu Ying fell down with a "pop", his body shivering and his eyes frightened.
No!
This is a dream, it must be a nightmare!
I want to wake up, I must wake up.
Snap——
Snap——
He moved his hands to the left and right, shooting his face, which was a burst of crazy output.
The ghost kings were shocked, "Stop! Stop him quickly, this bastard is going to harm himself!"
…
Buried in the abyss.
On this day, there was a roar, and the ghost energy surged straight into the nine heavens, tearing apart the sea and the ocean, and condensed into a terrifying evil ghost shadow between the heaven and the earth.
"Who? Who?! How dare you kill my chosen bride, you deserve to die!"
This evil ghost hides deep here and practices silently for tens of thousands of years. Taking advantage of this time, his luck and cultivation skyrocketed in the early Yuan Dynasty, and he is only one step away from achieving the other side.
The bride in red is his chosen bride. Once she has accomplished her cultivation, he can devour her on the wedding day and break through the realm in one fell swoop.
But now, all this is in vain!
boom--
The ghostly energy burst out of the abyss and shot straight into the sky.
"I will find you, I will definitely find you!"
…
Downstream of the Xiaoliu River, there is a large house where the Zhang family lives.
From a small traveling businessman, after three generations, he has accumulated a rich family fortune and has become a well-known wealthy family far and wide.
Now, he has attached himself to the Golden Scale Empress. Once the temple is successfully established, he will be the first to contribute.
The old man of the Zhang family is already eighty-four this year, but his face is still rosy and full of vitality. "Just wait and listen, tomorrow is the day when the empress will set up a temple to worship the goddess. There must be no mistakes. We should prepare and check."
Do it again.”
"Yes!" Everyone in the Zhang family suddenly accepted the order, looked excited, and left in a hurry.
If a mere mortal family can help the Water God ascend the throne, they might get a glimpse of the deity in the future.
In fact, the descendants of the clan may even give birth to legendary immortals. How can we not be excited?
The old man of the Zhang family turned around with a respectful expression on his face, "Master, I will trouble you to issue the imperial edict tomorrow. Once this is accomplished, the Zhang family will surely be richly rewarded!"
The old mage was full of energy and wore a dragon and tiger Taoist robe with a calm demeanor. Hearing this, he put down his tea cup and said calmly: "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, it's just a divine water seal. If a poor Taoist takes action, it will naturally be foolproof."
"That's good, that's good." Hearing this, Mr. Zhang became more respectful and said, "Come here, send the three mages back to rest."
The old mage nodded, waved his sleeves, and left with his two disciples.
After returning to his residence, after the servants of the Zhang family left, the second disciple touched his head and said, "Master, why do I feel something is wrong? Does the Zhang family establish a water god, does it seem real?"
The old mage's hands began to shake, and he couldn't hold it down anymore. He glared at him fiercely, "Shut up! Why didn't I realize that you have such a powerful crow's mouth? Boss, pack up quickly. Let's leave this place after dark.
!”
"Yes, Master!" The eldest disciple quickly packed everything up with nimble hands and feet, looking like he was very familiar with it.
The second disciple opened his mouth wide and exclaimed, "Master...you...this...if the Zhang family finds out, won't we be beaten to death?"
The old mage trembled, gritted his teeth and growled, "Boss, stop his mouth. If he dares to say even a single word, I will be beaten to death!"
It was getting dark, and the door slowly opened. The old mage took two disciples and quietly went out. But before they could reach outside the house, they were stopped by a group of guards.
The second master of the Zhang family is a tall man, wearing a strong black shirt, and has a very gangster spirit. "Three mages, where are you going?"
The old mage glanced at him without changing his expression, "On a whim, I want to observe the sky at night and predict tomorrow's edict."
Mr. Zhang raised his eyebrows, "What about this celestial phenomenon?"
"Good luck."
"That's good. We've also observed the celestial phenomena. Come here, send the three mages back to have a rest early. Don't miss the time tomorrow."
The old mage turned around, his sleeves fluttering and his demeanor calm, "Thank you."
Returning to the room, listening to the footsteps outside the door, I was sure that the ferocious Mr. Zhang had ordered guards to guard the place.
The three masters and disciples looked at each other, and their faces suddenly turned pale.