Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 140

In the dim night, the lantern with the word "Dian" swayed in the wind.

squeak~
The door quietly opened, the man in the house hissed at the woman inside, and walked to a room next to the nave, through the slightly open window, and through the white paper lanterns, saw the sleeping child inside, went to Gently push the door leaf open little by little.

The child couldn't fall asleep. Hearing a slight movement, he opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a figure stretched on the ground illuminated by the light of the lantern outside, slowly approaching.

hum.

The boy suddenly shuddered, sat up from the bed in a hurry, jumped to the end of the bed, trembling all over his body, turned towards the door behind the figure, and cried out in fright: "Mother!!"

But Niang's figure didn't appear, only the man who couldn't see his face approached step by step, and vaguely heard the other party chuckling.

"mother!"

"mother!"

The child cried and leaned against the wall and slowly moved his feet, but the big hand grabbed his neck and dragged him to the man.

"Your mother is lying on the bed. As for you, don't you miss your father? I'll send you to see your father later, okay? Don't worry, it won't hurt, and we can see you in the blink of an eye."

The man pinched the child's neck with one hand to keep him from moving around. He fumbled in his pocket with the other hand, and quickly found a few short nails, which were about to be pressed into the child's hair bun.

"do not move!!"

The man let out an irritable roar, feeling the pain of the thorns, the child struggled even more fiercely, and suddenly remembered what the statue said in the Zhenjun temple, he was anxious, and cried: "Zhenjun promised to investigate my father If you die, you can’t escape, Zhenjun will kill you!!”

Zhenjun?

The thumb that pressed the short nail hesitated for a moment, and the man was stunned. In a short time, he had already heard it twice. Could it be that Miao Zhu, who came over today, found something?
Seeing that the children were still making noise, he strangled him hard and shouted: "Shut up! What a true king, watch me push the statue tomorrow!"

Call ~
The wind outside was a little stronger. At this time, the door over there creaked. Cheng came out in a single dress. She heard nothing, so she approached this side carefully. Passing the mourning hall, she saw that she was lying straight on the wooden board. The husband, who was covered with a white cloth, was terrified for no reason, and called to the opened door ahead.

"Is it finished?"

After a while, the woman saw the man dragging the child back out, and she looked at the woman with a somewhat unsightly expression: "Did the Miaozhu from the Zhenjun Temple come in today, what did you do?"

Seeing that the child was still alive in the hands of the man, Mrs. Cheng quickly moved away from the child's sight, and said in a low voice, "I didn't do anything, just asked me if I wanted to do something, and left when I refused."

quack quack...

Suddenly a strange tone resounded in the courtyard, the green trees in the courtyard were rustling wildly, and even the lanterns were swaying wildly under the eaves. The ever-burning lamp in the mourning hall was instantly extinguished, and the standing spirit tablet was covered and fell to the ground, which shocked the man He and the woman looked around tremblingly.

"You... Didn't you say that you know magic? Let's see if this dead ghost is back!"

"Fart, I sealed the soles of his feet and the top of his head, and sued the officials for not knowing, and sued the city god for not being able to get out of his body, how could he turn into a ghost!"

The man yelled loudly, but at the moment what he said, even he himself had some doubts, hurriedly took out a willow leaf across his eyelids, and looked around with a little magic that he accidentally learned outside, and saw a courtyard wall not far away, Slowly climbing the wall with a palm the size of a millstone in his hand, a long blue-grey oval face protruded out, looking straight at them with a pair of gloomy eyes.

"Damn you, that expression... Tell me what did you see?!" Seeing the man's mouth open and staring, the woman hastily pulled him to question, the man came back to his senses, and simply swept the willow leaves The woman closed her eyes and moved her face to the courtyard wall.

Cheng was speechless for a moment, and what she saw in her eyes was those huge gray and gloomy eyes. She was not hard at all, and she fell to the ground with her eyes.

At this time, the man didn't care about the child in his hands anymore, so he threw him aside and tried his best to build up his courage. The master who taught him the spell once said, don't be afraid when you encounter evil spirits, once you are afraid of Yanghuo, you will lose one point. Fear that there is only one flower left.

He calmed down and asked in a loud voice:

"Where are you a ghost, dare to trespass on someone else's house in Yangjian!"

Ha ha……

What answered the man was the low, hoarse and gloomy laugh from the long oval face behind the courtyard wall, as if straightening up, slowly raising it, in the eyes of the man, it was higher than the courtyard wall, revealing a mouth full of fangs.

"A ghost messenger under Zhenjun Lingxian's command, come with me."

Faced with such a mortal who is not even considered a cultivator, Wang Zhaoyuan didn't understand where the other party's courage came from, and dared to push the statue of the real king, "Don't worry, you don't have to think about going to the Chenghuang Temple."

The man didn't listen to the inexplicable words, but watched in disbelief that the ghost gradually walked in from the courtyard wall, it was actually a ghost messenger from Zhenjun Temple.

Are the statues in the temple really alive?
The man realized that he had long lost the intention to stay. The ghosts staying in the temple are not as easy to deal with as lonely ghosts. He hurriedly took out a mahogany comb and threw it directly towards the opposite side. Rushed to the courtyard gate, quickly opened the door and rushed to the street.

He strode forward frantically with both feet, looking back from time to time, he saw that in the thin mist, a tall figure was chasing him, even at a much faster speed, and it would not take long to catch him.

But right now, the night is quiet and there is no place for crowds to gather. There are two stone bridges in Wutiao Street to the nearest brothel.

"Being able to dispatch ghosts of this level... This Luo can't stay here anymore, and I will leave the city at dawn tomorrow!"

Ordinary ghosts don't get wet. The man walked quickly. When he saw the stone bridge in front of him, he took a deep breath, jumped over the stone bridge and jumped into the water.

This river is a branch of the Rui River outside, crossing Luodu, and it is one of the water sources of the whole city.

Pfft!
The figure jumped off the bridge, the water splashed high, wiped the water stains on his face, and saw that the ghost hadn't chased him, so he hurriedly swam towards the water gate. Passengers, as long as they can get on the boat, they can spend the night safely with the help of the yang energy gathered by so many people.

It was roughly decided in this way. The man quickly planed the water surface with both hands. When he passed through the bridge hole, his kicking feet seemed to touch something, but he didn't pay attention to it. He just moved forward. A curtain surrounds him.

"What... what?"

The moment the man struggled, his whole body suddenly seemed to be entangled, and then he was lifted up, his eyes met the cold vertical pupils, and the words he wanted to shout came to an abrupt end.

He swallowed hard, and on the opposite side was a huge snake head, swallowing letters.

The water curtain faded away, revealing a thin white scale, the bloated body suddenly tightened, entangled the man, rolled up in the air and looked at each other.

At this time, Yin Qi spread over, and Wang Zhaoyuan felt the familiar evil spirit under the bridge, and slowly leaned half of his body down, and saw a long white shadow rolling around the man he wanted to chase.

"White Snake, I am the ghost messenger under Zhenjun's command! Zhenjun wants to arrest this person."

But the white snake over there didn't know the Yin ghost in front of her, and she didn't know who the true king was. She only knew that she had managed to hide from the night parade and sneaked in from the water gate, and was kicked on the face by this man. How could she bear it? .

Now being scolded by another ghost, he immediately tightened his long body, strangled the man until his face turned red, and kept begging for mercy.

……

As if feeling the demonic aura, in the City God's Temple outside Luodu City, the City God's Faxiang walked out of the painted clay sculpture, looked towards the city, and raised his thick eyebrows: "Bold monsters, dare to sneak into the city and make trouble, go left and right to arrest them!"

The city gods on both sides punish the evil Yin and the master Bo stepped out of the clay sculpture to show his Dharma body, took the night parade and a wave of yin and errands, and rode the yin wind to soar into the sky.

……

hiss~~
The waves rushed to the river bank in circles and created a large wave of water. The struggling man beat the snake with all his strength.The white snake turned its head sideways, its long body suddenly tightened, and with a click, the man froze immediately, blood was squeezed out from all seven orifices.

"Haha, just right!"

Seeing the death, Wang Zhaoyuan became happy instead. He stretched out his arms and grabbed the broken body directly, pinching the phantom that had just flown out in his hands.

　The third update is over, and I will give you the fourth update the day after tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)