New White Snake Asking Immortals

He chased him for a long distance until he lost his ghostly breath.

On the streets of town, Bai Yujun was puzzled, how could such an obvious ghost disappear without a trace? Any Specter must have a lot of resentment before he died and refused to go to the underworld to evolve, even if he couldn't sense it, why didn't the compass move? No matter where he goes, the Specter has a terrifying aura that cannot disappear.

It's a pity that I didn't study spells well on the mountain and I only flipped through the book temporarily.

Someone!

There was a man walking down the street under the moonlight night. Looking at the man, Bai Yujun felt a little familiar, as if he was the man in black that he met during the day.

Sure enough, he felt a gloomy and cold aura that made the snake uncomfortable. The man glanced at Bai Yujun, then lowered his head and walked away quickly.

Bai Yujun didn't care about the man. If he guessed correctly, the man in black was either a loose cultivator or a disciple of a certain sect traveling abroad. Bai Yujun did not intend to conflict with him.

After searching for a long time without any clues, I had to return to the broken house.

The next morning.

Bai Yujun came to the rich family's house that had been harassed by the specter, carrying a bookcase and a weapon on her waist.

After the maid and servant woke up, they ran away with their belongings, and the big households nearby who were planning to make a fortune still did not dare to come to the house to eat the dead household. God knows if this will attract the ghosts. Who dares to approach with a broken limb in the hospital?

But it's not good to just throw that pile of corpses in the yard. The smell of the wind blows the nose and hurts the brain.

A few squires in total simply recruited a few old bachelors to restrain their corpses and throw them at the mass graves.

The old bachelor was called a widower in ancient times. He had no family, no business, no wife, no children, one person to feed the whole family and no hunger. Anyway, he didn’t have any descendants to be dragged down by his family background. He dared to do anything. They were not afraid of widower work. They carried the dustpan and shoveled the heads of the stumps, broken arms, minced meat, etc., into their pockets, and then threw them on the trolley and pulled them to the mass graves.

When Bai Yujun came, he happened to catch up with the widowers shoveling minced meat, and was working hard.

A mere corpse of minced meat is nothing to fear for a snake, so he picked a clean place in the yard and settled in the yard to check.

When those working men saw a beautiful woman, they suddenly glared at them, but they didn't dare to go too far. That Taoist robe was not to be provoked, and they could only pass the eye.

It's not like I came to this courtyard for nothing. I dug out a few yellow paper talismans from the bookcase, looked at the layout of the house, and pasted the talismans on the pillars of the main hall door, and then pasted the talismans on the walls and wing rooms.

The working man whispered.

"What is that beautiful Taoist girl doing?"

"Maybe he was putting on a talisman to hunt ghosts, but why didn't he even set the altar table? I remember that Zhang Daxian had to prepare a lot of things before doing this."

"Keep your voice down. Those are fairies on the Immortal Mountain. Even the official should respect them."

Bai Yujun was too lazy to listen to the nonsense, and put the spell on the key position on her own.

Even being killed by a specter can easily turn into an evil ghost. First, stick the talisman well and wait for seven days to return to the soul to prevent accidents. When going down the mountain, there are not many talismans and I dare not waste too much.

Thinking of the talisman, I looked at the pattern of the talisman in my hand, it seems... not very complicated.

To draw talismans, cinnabar is needed, but Bai Yujun doesn't have it, nor does this family's warehouse do not have it, so I have to use smoke and ink as the second best choice. I can use pens casually from this study. The right to practice penmanship.

The men working in the courtyard saw the little Taoist nun coming to the gate with a cigarette and ink brush.

The writing brush is very large, and it belongs to the type that can only be used when practicing calligraphy. The ghost knows why a country rich man would put such a thing in his home. It is estimated that it is more likely to be used as a decoration. Today, it is convenient for Bai Yujun to draw talismans and carry them. He came to the gate with a big bowl of cigarettes and ink, and dipped in ink to draw talismans unceremoniously as many people in the town watched...

The two gates were all painted with enlarged talismans, which attracted the people of the town to come forward to ask for the talismans to take them home to ensure their safety. Bai Yujun smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away, thinking about it as he walked.

"The talisman drawn by the snake spirit... it should be easy to use, right?"

I don't know if Fu Lu is good or not, but there was another accident in the town that night.

Another gentleman was slaughtered all over the house. The day before, there were still some maids and servants left in the big family. The whole family died, and even the big dog who guarded the house was gutted!

Specter murders spread wildly in the town.

Just after noon, the squires and wealthy household members in the small town ran away, everyone could see that the two murders were all for the big family. However, they have freed up a few large houses and a little food for the surrounding refugees.

Bai Yujun felt that the Specter really didn't give face to the snake, it was too much.

Another night fell, Bai Yujun stood with a weapon and glanced at the heights. The town was extraordinarily quiet tonight. Those who couldn't get away were trembling and hid in their blankets, begging for gods and immortals. I don't know who stole two of the talismans at home. They may be used at home to ward off evil spirits~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Sitting on the roof, I took out a piece of bacon and stuffed it into my mouth. .

Time passed very slowly, and many people couldn't bear the fatigue and fell asleep.

Bai Yujun's eyes didn't blink.

Suddenly, the compass moved! The pointer trembled for a while and then suddenly pointed in one direction. Bai Yujun grabbed the weapon and performed light work and ran quickly in the direction of the pointer.

There is a figure floating in the distance in the air, it is the dreaded ghost, but tonight his clothes have turned red...

Upon closer inspection, I found out that Li Gui is a man. I saw him with disheveled hair and thought he was a female ghost. His face was gray and white, his eyes were like dead fish, and his feet were not touching. The continuous killing has raised his level. It's also very easy. The disadvantage is that it becomes a walking dead and is crazy and violent. Even demons don't like it. How annoying.

Bai Yujun was very excited, yes, excited.

In the past, others yelled at them to be evil and accept their fate. Today, they can finally shout to this ghost in an open and honest manner, and maybe one day they can shout "Humans, go away".

"Evil ghost!"

As the saying goes, it makes sense not to say ghost characters at night. Ghosts are very sensitive to the pronunciation of ghost characters. Just after Bai Yujun called the two words for evil spirits, the specter immediately turned his head and rushed over, giggling and giggling while rushing. It's definitely not a good thing to laugh at this thing, look at the nails, it's almost catching up with the claws of the pangolin.

You can try the newly learned sword moves, pull out the heavy ruler, and run the demon spirit to attach the aura to the ruler.

"Too imaginary sword intent!"

The heavy ruler slashed straight in the head, and the fierce and vigorous Li Gui hurriedly stepped back. The ruler, Taixu Sword Intent, was borrowed by Bai Yujun from the name of the pure Yang practice.

After repelling the Specter, he sprinted forward with both feet...