Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty One: Old White Hits the Ghost
The fat Taoist had been slapped by Xiao Yu and had been thinking of going into the mountains to get his place back. However, the strength shown by Xiao Yu had far exceeded their expectations, so they had been very careful for so long.
But now that Xiao Yu is gone, it's a different matter. Lao Bai and Xiao Yu have a good relationship, so let's use Lao Bai to take the blame for Xiao Yu.
"Okay, Taoist priest, don't worry, we will definitely complete the task."
The burly man took the porcelain bottle, smiled coldly, and quickly retreated.
Lao Bai recently worked with the sloppy Taoist to clean up the treasures in the underground cave and only went out at night.
Some people in the team also guessed that the old Taoist master had discovered the treasure, but everyone tacitly understood it and pretended not to know. They chatted and meditated. It seemed calm, but secretly it was turbulent.
"Xiao Yu has been gone for ten days. I don't know what happened. I hope I can escape. Otherwise, I won't be able to explain to his family when I go back."
In his spare time, Lao Bai and the sloppy Taoist sat together and couldn't help but sigh.
"Old brother, don't worry. Xiao Yu and the ghost corpses around him are not mortals. They can definitely save the day. Just wait and meet with him in the town."
Although the sloppy Taoist said this, he was also very worried in his heart. After all, it was a big demon, not an ordinary monster. If something happened, the possibility of Xiao Yu and the two of them escaping was extremely slim.
But he couldn't say this at this time. He was afraid that if he said it, Lao Bai would be upset and angry, and things might not be what he thought.
"I hope so. I have watched this child grow up since he was a child. It is hard work to come here together through wind and rain. Alas..." Lao Bai sighed.
"Don't worry, it's almost done here. We'll be ready to leave soon. Let's go back first."
In the evening, after dinner, everyone sat outside to enjoy the cool air and began to discuss going back. However, Lao Bai was upset and couldn't settle down, so he returned to the tent early.
As for Mu Liutian and others, they were still playing poker with a few Taoists and didn't care at all. The fat Taoist's men took advantage of the opportunity to relieve themselves and threw a small bottle into Lao Bai's from a corner of the tent.
In the tent.
As soon as the vial entered the tent, a burst of black air flew out of it. The black air condensed into a blurry shadow in the tent. It was a woman. She seemed to have just died. Her soul was very light, but the woman was heavily injured.
of resentment.
As soon as the woman gathered her figure, she noticed Lao Bai sitting cross-legged. Then she moved her body and leaned towards Lao Bai's body.
In another tent, the fat Taoist was sitting cross-legged, holding a talisman in his hand, with a lock of hair curled inside the talisman.
The fat Taoist was sitting there, muttering to himself, then he picked up the talisman with his hair curled up, waved it on a red candle, and then opened his mouth and blew into the talisman.
"Kill him..." The fat Taoist said in an indifferent voice.
As soon as the fat Taoist's voice fell, the woman in Lao Bai's tent suddenly showed a ferocious look on her face, and then her body suddenly dissipated, turning into a line of black air, and struck towards Lao Bai's neck.
However, when the ray of yin energy just touched Lao Bai, the talisman on Lao Bai's body suddenly emitted a yellow light, and the female ghost was directly ejected.
But now, Lao Bai's closed eyes suddenly opened, and then he moved his mouth slightly, and after muttering a few sentences, he stretched out his hands to touch his eyes, then slowly turned back, looked behind the room, and saw the female ghost floating in the air.
In mid-air.
After following Xiao Yu to catch ghosts many times, Lao Bai had already become calm, so he pretended not to see it, then quickly turned around, grabbed a handful of glutinous rice from his bag, then suddenly turned around and sprinkled it in the direction of the female ghost.
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The female ghost did not expect that Lao Bai would attack her, so she deliberately floated forward, but as soon as she took a few steps, she was hit by a handful of glutinous rice.
"ah…".
The female ghost was beaten by Nuomi, and bursts of black smoke came out from her body. Then her soul trembled and slowly turned into nothingness.
"Hmph, how dare a little brat come to seek death?"
Lao Bai proudly touched the remaining glutinous rice and immediately felt extremely relieved.
Even red-haired zombies are afraid of these glutinous rice, let alone these souls, because these glutinous rice are not ordinary glutinous rice, and a small soul cannot resist the attack of glutinous rice.
The female ghost was instantly stunned, and at the same time, the talisman in front of the fat Taoist also burned and turned into ashes.
"Hey, this old guy has really learned some skills now. He can even deal with female ghosts. Okay, then I'll have some fun with you."
The fat Taoist seemed to be instantly interested. He took out two talismans and handed them to his two men. Then he gave a quick order and the two men immediately walked outside.
When Lao Bai killed the female ghost with one strike, the gloom on his face suddenly disappeared and he became full of confidence.
At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in the room, making Lao Bai feel cold all over, and he couldn't help but pull up his clothes.
And just as the cold wind blew, two men appeared in Lao Bai's tent.
One of the two men had no head, and the other's head was covered with bones. Half of his body seemed to have been split open by someone with a knife. There was a gap of more than ten centimeters, which looked very scary.
The two ghosts looked at Lao Bai and laughed. Then, one ghost's stomach suddenly opened and black blood flowed out. The blood flowed along the ground and flowed behind Lao Bai in an instant.
However, Lao Bai didn't pay attention to what was behind him at all. He stretched out his arms and naturally put his hands behind him, right into the thick blood.
Feeling the stickiness under his hands, Lao Bai couldn't help but frown. When he looked back, he saw that the originally dry soil had turned pitch black, and his hands were even covered with wet things.
"What the hell is this?"
Because the light was not very bright, he quickly took out the lighter and opened it with a snap. With the faint light, he saw that his hand was red, and there was a blood-red tongue hanging on the edge of his palm.
Lao Bai was stunned. He looked at the tongue blankly and had no reaction for a while. He waited until the lighter was turned on for too long and became a little hot, and he suddenly woke up.
"here we go again?"
Lao Bai said dumbly, and then his hair stood up instantly. He wanted to turn over and sit up, but found that he had no strength at all.
Outside the tent, the Taoists were all surrounding the river, so there was still some distance from here, and no one noticed anything unusual about Lao Bai. After all, in the past few months, it has been difficult to be safe here, and nothing appeared.
That's why everyone is so relieved.
"Want to run...?"
The blood-red tongue floated in front of Lao Bai, and a sneer came from inside.
"No, if I don't run away, why do you always come to me? I haven't offended you."
Lao Bai said this in his mouth, but his other hand quickly touched the glutinous rice in the talisman bag, but as soon as he moved, the blood-red tongue licked towards him. For a moment, Lao Bai's whole body tensed up, and he did not dare to
There was no movement at all.
As for the red tongue, as soon as it touched Lao Bai's body, a ray of yellow light flew out, directly popping the red tongue two or three meters away. There was even a trace of black gas coming out of it, and there was a foul smell.
