Chapter 6 Chapter Thirty-Seven

In the darkness, light is hope, and it is also a pointer for me to return to the mortal world.I got up suddenly, looked back, and saw bright lights illuminating a tortuous road in the distance of the opposite mountain pass. I was surprised in my heart, remembering that when we lay down just now, we didn't see any light, so we can see that it came out suddenly, maybe it was because of the thick fog that we could see this scene. Taoist Master Wuchen and I slowly got up, looking at the light, there was a kind of joy for the drowning person to breathe again.The old man's lips trembled, he giggled, and muttered: "The lamp of the soul, the road back to the hometown, the passers-by on the road want to die..." I felt like tears were flowing from my dry eyes, and I couldn't stop it after I wiped it a few times. Instead of wiping, he smiled and answered Taoist Wuchen's question just now, saying: "Master Dao, after finishing the matter of the little Buddha, I am sure that I can bring happiness to others instead of eternal loss. Afterwards, I will boldly pursue the girl I like, and let her feel the craziest love in the world."

Daoist Wuchen responded blankly, seemed to murmur a word, then kicked my ass, laughed madly and said: "Insecure little baby, if you keep doing this, where are you going to go?" Seeking seven wives?" Seeing the old man laughing wildly like a child, I rubbed my head and was speechless. After a while, I smiled wryly and said: "For an ordinary young man who has been married for several years, can there be a It's enough for the girl to let me love and cherish, what else can I expect? Daoist, you old man, don't impose your ideals on me, okay?" Daoist Wuchen didn't seem to hear what I said, and ran forward happily, waving his hands on his head, and shouted loudly: "You must be happy when you are happy in life, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. I am born to be useful." , The thousand gold is gone and it will come back. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time. Who, who else, will drink, and the cup will not stop."

With a smile on my face, I watched Taoist Master Wuchen run towards the path illuminated by the soul-evocating lamp, and followed slowly behind.Just after walking a hundred meters, I suddenly felt a ray of murderous intent, and my heart was cold, and I warned loudly to the Taoist leader Wuchen who was still standing in front of me, "Be careful, Daoist!" Before the words were finished, a faint figure flashed out from behind a small dirt bag, twisted a few weird arcs, a cold light flashed in his hands, and passed by Taoist Wu Chen.Like a movie scene, after the distance between the two was eight or nine meters, each other paused for a while, frozen and motionless.I saw that figure was a man with a pale face, but the cold light in his hand was a black soul-calling banner, the edge of which was as sharp as a knife, exuding a slight chill.

Is Taoist Priest Wu Chen dead? There was a chill in my heart, but when I was in extreme fear, the old man suddenly jumped over like a child, pointed at the white-faced man and laughed playfully: "Hey, I want to take the old man's life, you boy!" It's still a little bit worse!" I'll go, this crazy old man really scared me to death.Sure enough, neurotics have a wide range of thinking, and mentally disabled children have a lot of fun. The world of neurotics is really beyond my comprehension.Seeing Taoist Wu Chen's happy face, I felt relieved, squeezed my fists, and said in a low voice to the white-faced man, "Who is coming, tell me your name."

The man's eyes were as cold as ice for thousands of years, he ignored me, and slightly danced the soul-calling banner in his hand, turning it into a large cloud of chaotic white light, and headed towards me with a hood on.Before the white light came into my body, I could feel the chaotic power contained in it, like a powder keg that would explode at any time.Blocking the way of life, there is no room for communication.I didn't talk too much anymore, I was like a cheetah, and suddenly moved five or six meters to the left, and then kicked my legs, and I was like a sharp arrow, attacking the white-faced man.Daoist Wuchen was not clear about his head, but whoever was kind to him and who wanted him to die was very clear. When he saw that the real fire was burning on my side, he also attacked that white-faced man.

The man saw that Daoist Wuchen and I not only did not run away, but instead came close to us, he did not panic, he slightly waved the soul-calling flag in his hand, and immediately many ghost soldiers and generals fell from it, all of them were dressed in majestic black armour. , extremely mighty.This thing looks powerful, but to me and Daoist Wuchen who are red-eyed, it is normal.My side is still old-fashioned, Ping Ping pushes out a palm, overwhelming others with force.Daoist Wu Chen's side was much hotter. The old man rubbed the blood and dirt on his body with his hands, squeezed out several mud balls, muttered something in his mouth, and threw it forward, and immediately there was a raging fire ignited .When those black-armored ghost soldiers touched the sun fire, it was like dry wood meeting a raging fire, the flames covered the sky, all ignited, and then disappeared.

This was something the white-faced man hadn't thought of. Seeing the old Taoist approaching, he couldn't help showing a trace of surprise on his stiff face, and immediately waved the soul-calling banner to keep the crazy old man out.Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind blowing up behind him, and he tried to block it, but missed.While the white-faced man was surprised, his lower body felt a chill, and he looked down, only to see a person's whole body shrunk tightly, while one foot suddenly kicked down. Yellow dog piss! I succeeded in the blow, but I felt that the place I kicked was not strong, as if there was nothing there, and I didn't have time to think about it at the moment. As far as I could see, there were fat insects attacking from the flanks, heading towards the asshole of the white-faced man .The appearance of the fat bug put an end to all the pride of the white-faced man, and he was dragged down from the air by me.That man didn't even groan, and he endured it abruptly, which surprised me. I couldn't help but hit me a little harder, and while beating me, he murmured fearfully: "I call you pretending, I call you noble and glamorous!" , told you to block the way of my father..."

I was terribly scared, but it wasn't that I was afraid of this kid, it was that Daoist Wuchen stiffened just now, which scared me out of my wits.Along the way, I depended on him life and death, like a true friend. Although the old man was crazy and sometimes embarrassing, too many people have disappeared. I really can't bear someone leaving me And go for the blow. As if sensing my strong emotions, Daoist Wu Chen grabbed me and said, "Hey, stop beating, it will be useless if you continue beating me." I don't understand what he means by that.Looking up, I saw that the old man drew an uncertain flame from the side, grabbed it with his withered hands like bird claws, rubbed it repeatedly, and then slapped the white-faced man for a while, and suddenly the flames burst into flames. Swallowing this guy up almost set my eyebrows on fire.

The flames were blazing, but there was no smell of burnt meat, which made me feel strange.Fortunately, the flame only lasted for a few seconds, and in the original position, a lying paper figure appeared.This paper figure is half the height of a person, and its shape is lifelike. It is far more advanced than the ones used by ordinary people for funerals and graves. It should belong to the category of magic weapons.I wiped the sweat from my forehead, and couldn't stop being shocked. The strength shown by this thing just now is really no worse than ours at the moment, even far higher than the level of Star Demon, but it is just a Paper stuff?

I was surprised, seeing the complicated runes on the rice paper with cinnabar and cloud ink, I couldn't help but bent down to pick it up.As soon as I bowed, my hand was grabbed by Daoist Wu Chen, his dirty face showed a nervous expression, and he whispered: "Don't pick it up, don't pick it up..." Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly tensed up and pulled me towards the back of the nearest rock.The old man talks crazy, but he still has a strong sense of danger.Subconsciously, I followed him and hid behind the rocks. Before I could stand firm, I heard a rustling sound coming from the lamp in the distance, which sounded eerie.I took a peek, and under the dim light, there was a black giant slowly crawling towards this side.That thing actually has three heads.