The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 44 Ghost Cicada
After all, this road full of dead leaves is still being walked.

Ding Wan's fingertips suddenly flashed with a flash of inspiration.

Inducing wind.

As the aura of her fingertips outlined mysterious patterns, which merged into Taoism, a strong wind howled out, directly sweeping away all the dead branches and leaves on a road.

The road instantly became clean and tidy.

Pei Xihe frowned.

"This road looks wide and flat, and it connects to the gate of the village. It stands to reason that there are many pedestrians, so it wouldn't be so desolate."

Jiao Shan was a bit more shrewd than Jiao Hai, he took a step forward and surveyed the surrounding environment with his eyes.

"It seems that no one has set foot here for a long time. We have investigated and found that Changle Village is a big village with a population of at least [-]. From the looks of this evil spirit, the persecution of this village is very serious!"

Ding Wan followed suit.

"Now that everyone's door is closed, how can we communicate with these people?"

Her face froze slightly, and she was a little worried. Their immortal masters cannot easily hurt mortals, nor can they use Taoism rashly, otherwise they will easily owe karma and karmic debts in the future.

But in this way, if these people are extremely stubborn and close the door, there is nothing they can do.

They cannot fully understand the situation of the evil spirits here through the mouths of the villagers, and they cannot come up with a comprehensive solution.

"Sister Ding, don't worry. We have to ask the villagers here to see if they are willing to cooperate before making any plans. If they are willing to cooperate, then it is best. If not, we will make another plan."

Pei Xihe smiled and said, her eyes were pure black, like obsidian, with a smile, her face revealed a stunning posture.

"What a beauty."

Ding Wan thought to herself.

She raised her lips: "Then let's do what Junior Sister Pei said, go door to door and ask about it before we make a plan."

Jiao Shan and Jiao Hai nodded. This is the best way for their current situation.

But suddenly.

a scream.

"what!"

Pei Xihe's six senses were superb, and she frowned instantly.

She and Ding Wan Jiao Hai Jiao Shan looked at each other.

"Chase!"

The three of them nodded, and the four of them flew towards the screaming place in an instant.

Pei Xihe's fingertips only took half a breath to outline the spirit pattern attached to his feet.

Nine grades of Taoism.

Ride the wind.

Her speed increased by a full sixty percent.

Astonishment flashed across Ding Wan's eyes, but the pair of boots under his feet gave off a pale yellow aura, which was a special magic weapon of the ninth rank, the wind boots.

Jiao Shan and Jiao Hai exploded with spiritual power, and their physical bodies were not bad, and their own speed alone was on par with Pei Xihe and Ding Wan.

The four of them hurried to the source of the sound.

But even with such swiftness and quick response, it was still a full step.

"hiss."

"It's disgusting."

Ding Wan glanced at it, then looked away.

Jiao Shan and Jiao Hai also frowned thickly, and a bit of disgust and disgust flashed in their eyes.

Pei Xihe also hated such a scene.

It was a person, a dead person.

To be more precise, the appearance of death was extremely miserable, and his whole body was extremely shriveled.

Pei Xihe didn't move her eyes away like Ding Wan did, she took a closer look.

"It should be a middle-aged man in his 40s and [-]s, who has been sucked dry of blood and soul."

She looked at it for a moment and came to a conclusion.

Ding Wan's eyebrows skipped a beat.

"Did we encounter a ghost that sucks human souls this time?"

Jiao Shan and Jiao Hai also had heavy brows.

"It should be fine."

Pei Xihe suddenly sensed something was wrong.

She seemed to take a step forward, but a flash of red flame flashed across her fingertips.

Blaze!

Under the blessing of the Scorching Sun Kung Fu, a wisp of raging fire instantly turned into a raging flame!

"retreat!"

She snarled.

The other three were quick-witted and retreated instantly.

A black shadow shot from the mummy was stopped by the flames.

There was a crackling baking sound and a burnt smell permeated the tip of the nose.

The black figure was burned by the flames, and was completely trapped and killed in the flames.

After burning for a while, Pei Xihe waved the tip of his right finger, and the flame gradually went out.

After the flame was extinguished, a charred black coke-like thing fell to the ground.

Ding Wan was a little surprised.

"It's a cicada."

Jiao Hai squinted his eyes, a little dignified.

"It's a ghost cicada."

The ghost cicada is a creature nourished by the ghost aura born by the ghost. It can be used as the hands and eyes of the ghost, and has a certain ghost aura and power.

"It seems that the ghosts in Ghost Shadow Village are not necessarily simple."

Pei Xihe spoke helplessly.

The fierce ghosts they talk about can actually be called ghost cultivators, but they are just low-level ghost cultivators.

A real ghost cultivator can cultivate in a living body, lead spirits into the body, and nourish ghost power.

When it was time to form the alchemy, what they formed was not a golden elixir, but a ghost elixir.

When a ghost cultivator reaches a great level of cultivation, he can control thousands of ghosts, and one person can be said to be invincible.

And what they are facing are ghosts whose souls linger because of various chances and coincidences, who have fallen into reincarnation, and have accumulated strength because of resentment.

Divided into ordinary ghosts, red-clothed ghosts and ghost kings.

Once the ghost king is born, he will be comparable to the cultivation of the foundation, and it is by no means something they can resist.

"Although the ghost cicada was condensed, it should be a red-clothed ghost. If it is the ghost king, it can naturally capture and devour us directly."

Pei Xihe comforted, this is the truth, the sudden attack of the ghost cicada means that the ghost that raised it has sensed their aura and is full of malice towards them.

But he didn't show his true body to kill and devour them.

It must be known that the body and soul of a monk must be tens of millions of times stronger than that of an ordinary mortal.

It is impossible not to covet their precious bodies, essence, blood and souls.

Therefore, it is definitely not the ghost king behind it.

It should be a red-clothed ghost condensed into a ghost cicada.

"How could such a ghost be born in this village?"

Ding Wan was very puzzled.

There seemed to be a bit of coldness in Pei Xihe's eyes.

"We'll be more careful when we meet the villagers later."

The three of them understood what she meant and nodded.

How was the ghost born?Strong resentment before death.

Injustice and hatred distort the law of spontaneous dissipation of the soul, turning the soul into a ghost, and its thinking becomes ignorant and fierce.

And it was born in Changle Village, and it died here.

How did you die?What role did the villagers play in this?
In this way, things become more complicated, monks can't kill indiscriminately, otherwise they will have a burden in their hearts and become a mental block in the future.

If there are evil deeds among the villagers that lead to the birth of evil spirits here, then they have to save the evil spirits.

If the evil spirit had done a lot of evil before him and was already paranoid and distorted, they could kill him directly and kill him.

It is so easy for them to do a task. If they cultivate their minds and cultivate their minds, if they can avoid karma, they will not.

The four of them understood what to do next, and they questioned the villagers in their hearts, and they were a little more defensive.

Let's go to the cliché, figure out the right and wrong, and then make plans.

(End of this chapter)