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457 A Chinese Ghost Story

Grandma Dryad roared like a demon. Xiahou, who had just experienced the confusion of the female ghost, suddenly felt a buzzing in his head. He instantly lost consciousness and faced the tree roots that continued to stab him after turning a corner.

The tongue, no longer having the concept of hiding, sat down on the ground with a pop, waiting to die.

"Brother, be careful!"

When Guo Dong saw this, he immediately woke him up with a shout with the roar of a Buddhist lion. At the same time, he held the Taoist sword on one side and muttered something in his mouth: "Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all qi. I have cultivated for hundreds of millions of kalpas to prove my supernatural powers. Within and outside the three realms, only

The Tao is solemn. Its body has golden light, which reflects my body. I cannot see it and cannot hear it. It encompasses the heaven and the earth and nourishes all living beings. If you recite it once, your body will be filled with light. The guards of the three realms will be welcomed by the five emperors. All the gods will pay homage and make thunder.

The ghosts and monsters are frightened, and the spirits have forgotten their form. There is a thunderbolt inside, and the name of the thunder god is hidden. The wisdom of the cave is clear, and the five energies are soaring. The golden light appears quickly, protecting the real person. It is as urgent as the jade emperor's light descending the law, edict. Open! Open! Open!"

Following Guo Dong's last three thunderous shouts, a golden light flew out from his fingertips, and landed on Xiahou's body before the root of the tree and his tongue. For a moment, Xiahou's body glowed with golden light, and it disappeared.

There was thunder, and at the last moment, the tongue of the tree root that had reached Xiahou's lips flicked away, and then it collided with the strong demonic power on it, and exploded into a golden light that filled the sky with a loud bang.

"Huh? Xiahou!?"

In Lanruo Temple not far away, Yan Chixia, who was meditating, opened her eyes instantly and realized immediately: "Not good!"

Thinking of Xia Hou who had just left, although he was very tired of him having to pester him for seven years for the false reputation of being the best swordsman in the world, he was also one of his few friends.

When Yan Chixia was alarmed and rushed over, Xiahou was also blown away because the golden light protective spell was broken by the demonic power on the tongue of the tree root. He fell heavily to the ground and woke up in pain.

"What's going on?"

At this time, although Xiahou was still confused, he realized who was good and who was bad, who wanted his life and who saved his life.

"Obviously, the beauty just now is not a human, but a female ghost. As for this one, it should be a monster."

While Guo Dong was talking, he recited the only one of the Maoshan Taoist techniques he knew that was still useful, which he had stolen from Jiale, a disciple of Taoist Master Four Eyes, before he left the zombie world.

A thunder method and Bagua curse that can be used to overcome tribulations and become immortals - the Bagua evil curse!

"The spring thunder strikes Kan Palace, the summer thunder leaves the fire and burns the sky. The autumn thunder shakes up to gather hundreds of ghosts, and the winter thunder strikes up the evil spirits. The thunder thunder strikes upwards, the sweeping thunder strikes upwards, the thunder strikes upwards, and the thunder strikes upwards, five hundred

The wild thunder struck Gen Palace. I returned to the Jade Emperor's Palace, and the wild thunder protected me."

Looking at the lightning arcs flashing and jumping on the trigram-shaped golden light in his hand, Guo Dong sneered at the tree root tongue that was shooting in a different direction: "Old monster, it's cold in the middle of the night, so I just left you something to make a fire.

Drive away the cold!"

"Bagua destroys evil and punishes it!"

With an angry shout, Guo Dong raised his palm, and then slashed the tree root that was already in front of him with his knife!

Buzz~

There was a buzzing sound, and the Thunder Light Bagua in Guo Dong's hand suddenly started to spin rapidly. As Guo Dong's knife was struck out, it came out like a rapidly rotating chainsaw, and it struck head-on and was powerful enough to penetrate gold and stone.

tongue of tree roots.

The high-speed rotating cutting power carries the power of upholding justice and slaying evil that belongs to the Bagua Thunder Technique. It is as powerful as breaking bamboo, and it cuts on the tongue of a tree root that is more than one person wide without any hindrance. There is a tearing sound, and the tree roots

The tongue had no resistance at all and was cut off by this Eight Trigrams Evil-Breaking Curse!

“Boyaparamita!”

At the same time, before the tree demon could scream in agony, a loud shout came from the distance, and then a golden light came to the eye as fast as thunder, and with a whoosh, it was nailed to the tree.

On the remaining half of the demon's tongue.

There was a sound of "duh" like an arrow hitting a target, and a golden arrow engraved with runes directly nailed the half of the tongue that the dryad had retracted in pain to death.

"Ah~ Damn it~ Damn it!! You stinky Taoist priests, just wait, grandma is not done with you~!!"

First there was the pain of cutting off the tongue, and then the magic arrow shot through the tongue and nailed it to the ground. The tree demon was furious, and a monster roar roared from all directions.

Bang!

With an explosion, the dryad roared and made a quick decision. He immediately cut off the part of his tongue that was nailed by the magic arrow, and used the strong man's wrist-breaking method to let go of the remaining part. He rolled up the ghost energy that was hit by Guo Dong's ghost exorcism spell.

Nie Xiaoqian, who was scattered and unable to stand up, quickly evacuated under the cover of night!

This is the edge of the forest, too far away from its main body. What's more, this tongue is just one of its tongues refined from countless tree roots. It is responsible for inhaling the prey's yang energy for eating, and it is not enough to compete with Guo Guo.

Dong and Yan Chixia fight!

"Old monster, am I afraid of you!? Don't run away if you can!"

With a roar and a strong wind, Yan Chixia's figure finally appeared in front of Guo Dong, and Guo Dong also smiled slightly and said in his heart: "Master Yixiu, long time no see."

Although Guo Dong knew very well that Yan Chixia and Yixiu were not the same person, they were just coincidences and manifestations of two characters played by the veteran actor in endless time and space, but looking at Yan Chixia's shiny forehead and top of her head, Guo Dong felt

Dong still couldn't help but think of an old monk he once knew.

Naturally, he couldn't help but think of Uncle Jiu, so just now Guo Dongcai simply mobilized his magic power to cast the Maoshan Curse without adding any other power.

"Uncle Jiu, I didn't expect that after so many years, it would be the first time that I use the Taoist skills you taught me to save someone."

Shaking his head and sighing softly, Guo Dong suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and looked at Yan Chixia in front of him: "Thank you for your help, brother. I wonder which family brother is the descendant of? Maoshan Guodong Guo Ziliang, I have met Taoist friends!"

Yan Chixia was just about to ridicule Xia Hou by saying something like "If you don't change your nature, you will be deceived by ghosts", she suddenly heard Guo Dong's words. She was stunned for a moment, then realized what she was doing, and hurriedly imitated Guo Dong and performed a nondescript Taoist move.

Li: "Ah, I have met fellow Taoist, I have met fellow Taoist."

Guo Dong smiled slightly: "I don't know the name of Yougao, so how can I send you a disciple?"

The expression on Yan Chixia's face was a little embarrassed, and she was a little shy: "My name is Yan Chixia, and as for the sect... Well, I was just destined to receive a incomplete inheritance from my predecessors before. I don't know which sect it is specifically.

"

Guo Dong frowned slightly. Although he had long expected that Yan Chixia was from a wild background, but thinking of his sword control skills and the soul's ability to leave the body in the second part, Guo Dong still had a strong impression of his sect.

Inheritance has certain expectations.

However, there are advantages to not having a sect. Although the inheritance is incomplete and destined to be unable to reach a certain height, there will be no one or rules binding Yan Chixia. I believe that if Guo Dong exchanges for something else, Yan Chixia should not be able to reach a certain height.

will refuse.

For example, Maoshan Taoism and some ninjutsu that can restrain evil spirits. I believe that even if Yan Chixia hesitates, she will not be able to refuse in the end.

"Yan Chixia, do you know Taoism?"

Xia Hou looked at the tree root tongue that was still shaking on the ground and the magic arrow, and suddenly walked up to Yan Chixia: "Why are you still better than me in swordsmanship after practicing Taoism? Are you kidding?

Me?"

Yan Chixia's brows furrowed tightly: "Brother Xiahou, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean?"

Xiahou blushed and yelled at Yan Chixia: "I competed with you for seven years in sword competition, and lost to you for seven years. I also listened to your lessons for seven years. You always said that my swordsmanship was too messy and my mind was too messy.

Miscellaneous. So I have been traveling around the world for the past seven years, looking for people to learn from each other and practicing swordsmanship. I never leave my sword! But what about you? You are teaching me a lesson while you are distracted from practicing Taoism. Are you kidding me?

"

Yan Chixia was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "Brother Xiahou, don't you understand now? It's useless for you to compete with me to be the best swordsman in the world, because I am no longer a simple swordsman.

Got it!"

"Yan Chixia, do you think I really only wanted to compete with you for the sake of being the best swordsman in the world? Maybe I did before, but now I just want to beat you!"

Seeing the two of them going from shouting and resenting to feeling like gay friends falling in love with each other, Guo Dong quickly interrupted them with a cough: "Boy, it's very cold in the forest here, and the night is dark.

It’s getting deeper and deeper, I think we might as well find a place to settle down first.”

"By the way, I asked someone before and they said that there is a Lanruo Temple in this forest that has been abandoned, which is suitable for us to stay temporarily."

After listening to Guo Dong's words, the two of them were silent for a long time, and finally Yan Chixia sighed: "Come with me, I happened to be living in Lanruo Temple recently...Brother Xiahou, you and I have been fighting for seven years, but in the past seven years...

We’ve always only met briefly, and after the sword fight we went our separate ways, but today it’s just the right time to have a nice chat!”

"Do you want to have a good chat, or do you want to lecture me?"

"Brother Xiahou!"

Guo Dong suddenly shuddered when he saw Xia Hou snorting inexplicably arrogantly and then saying nothing, following Guo Dong and walking behind Yan Chixia towards Lanruo Temple.

Why the hell is this becoming more and more gay?

Ma De, this Xiahou is not pestering Yan Chixia for the sake of the so-called best swordsman in the world, but is he a persistent stalker who refuses to give up despite being rejected?

Sword fighting or flirting?

Huh~~

"Wait a moment!"

While walking on the road, Guo Dong suddenly shouted, which shocked both Yan Chixia and Xiahou. Xiahou unsheathed his sword because of the previous incident, and looked at the surrounding vegetation with vigilance. There was quite a bit of noise.

The feeling of being bitten by a snake once and fearing the rope for ten years.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Chixia glanced at this old friend... well, old friend, and walked to the slightly frowning Guo Dong: "Fellow Taoist, what's wrong?"

Guo Dong touched his ears with his hand and motioned for the two of them to listen to the faint voice coming from the forest: "Fellow Taoist, you said you have lived here for a while. There are monsters and female ghosts here. Apart from you,

As a Taoist like me, there should be no living people living here. But in the dead of night, when people are quiet and demons and ghosts are out, how can there be anyone playing the piano? "

Yan Chixia breathed a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be this, it scared me."

After a pause: "There is indeed no one here. Although there is a Lanruo Temple, all the people inside died a few years ago. Even passers-by can't escape the poisonous hands of monsters here. The sound of the piano is the female slave of the monster."

Ghosts come out to seduce people."

Xia Hou was stunned: "Where is that stupid scholar just now? Is he gone? Why didn't I see him just now?"

Xia Hou still had some impression of that silly scholar, after all, he had seen him twice.

Yan Chixia was stunned for a moment, then her face changed drastically: "No, that scholar is still here, and these female ghosts are targeting him!"

Looking at Yan Chixia who was so frightened and running away in the direction of the sound of the piano, Guo Dong shook his head but was not worried at all.

After all, as a time-traveler who has watched the movie countless times, Guo Dong naturally knows that this is the first meeting between Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian, and this is where the story of A Chinese Ghost Story begins.

But Guo Dong forgot one thing.

That is, Nie Xiaoqian was almost dispersed by his ghost exorcism spell just now. Now...


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