I am in a predicament

A bay stream murmurs and flows to the end here.

The willow trees on the bank weep willow branches, and the elders fall into the river, fluttering and rippling.

Scattered among the willow trees, the plantains move with the wind, like a cattail fan blowing the wind, blowing towards the pavilion in the river.

The four pillars of the pavilion are engraved with incantations and radiate different colors of light.

In the moonless night sky and the cold atmosphere, an illusory shadow suddenly floated into the pavilion and solidified itself.

The purple robe is covered with dark gold silk; the shawl is scattered, and the majesty remains unchanged.

Lying by the stage, with hands on forehead, legs crossed, eyes slightly closed and slightly open, half drunk, half awake.

After a long time, Youyou opened his eyes, but he didn't see the moon coming, his eyebrows were not happy, and he heard him whispering:

"I open my eyes to the world of mortals, my poor soul is not a man of mortals;

Mangshan Qiyin has been hidden for ten Jiazi, and now the moon is open and ghosts and gods appear. "

As soon as the words fell, the dark clouds scattered suddenly, and the moon was full and clear, illuminating a road leading directly to Mangshan Mountain.

The winding path leads to a secluded place, with plantains swaying and wicker branches swaying, and two figures, big and small, are ushered in.

Who sings loudly, who whispers softly:

"Difficulties are difficult, the world is difficult, all the way to the Mang Mountains, all the way to the world, there are no ordinary people, there are no gods or immortals, and one step is waiting for the sages.

Xuanxuan, Daoxuan, explain all things together, release ghosts from prison together, life and death are destined, reward good and punish evil, please take a closer look. "

Taking advantage of the moonlight, walking briskly, Tianshi Kui, a bearded man, came with his apprentice Xiaoxiao Murong, and he arrived at the Banana Pavilion in a blink of an eye.

Ni Yu flew in the air and landed behind. The spirit beast instinctively feared the existence in Mang Mountain.

Celestial Master Kui cupped his hands and said, "Ghost friend Shang Qiyin, the ghost and god of Mang Mountain, it's been a long time since we met. Celestial Master Kui is very polite."

In the plantain pavilion, Shang Qiyin closed his eyes again, shook his raised legs, hummed an inexplicable tune, and indulged himself in it.

His voice gradually decreased, he exhaled slightly, and then he fell asleep.

Celestial Master Kui waited quietly, Xiaoxiao Murong, a young Taoist priest, knew the general situation, and waited together with knowledge and interest, without any irritability.

Ni Yu fell down and stood on the shoulders of the little Taoist priest, locking her body tightly.

Dangerous, dangerous, the people in the pavilion are too dangerous.

In a blink of an eye, the moon was setting and the sun was rising, Shang Qiyin woke up slowly, and said with a smile: "Oh, dear guest, rare guest, my friend Tianshi Kui, I'm neglecting you, please come into the pavilion."

Celestial Master Kui hurriedly said: "Don't dare, I have a ghost friend, I'm tired of you being locked up here for a hundred years, I'm sorry."

In the past, due to an accident, Tianshi Kui did not come in time to break the seal, which missed the agreement between the two parties.

How can a few hours of waiting be worth a hundred years of loneliness and emptiness?

"Then hurry up and break the seal, I haven't seen you for a long time, the color of the world."

Mangshan has been in the same color for a hundred years, only darkness and darkness.

"Yes, yes, wait a moment."

Celestial Master Kui flew up, stood on the top of the plantain pavilion with one foot, pinched the amulet towards the sky, and said: "The Taishang Daozu hastily ordered to open the gate of heaven and earth, seal and unblock Bafang Town, go."

The orthodox incantation of the Taoist school came out, and in an instant, the fingertip charm turned into an inextinguishable Taoist fire, scattered in all directions, and broke the seal of the eight trigrams.

Immediately, the formation covering the entire Mang Mountain came from the lineage of Taoist celestial masters, the heaven and earth sealing ghost formation: broken.

Once the seal is broken, the darkness and darkness of thousands of years will be dispelled under the sunshine.

Goodbye to Mangshan.

Wen Xu's light shone on Shang Qiyin's body, and his pale face turned slightly drunken red.

The cold and yin energy that has accumulated over the years rises from the earth and goes straight to the sky.After a while, I saw snow falling from the sky in large pieces, and within a short while, the whole Mang Mountain was dyed white.

Shang Qiyin looked at the sky, dumbfounded, bewildered, stretched out his hand outside the pavilion, the snow fell between his fingers, and murmured: "The snowy sky, the color of the world, so beautiful, so beautiful."

He said: "Tianshi Kui, you made me lose the beauty of the world for a hundred years, what should I do?"

"But it's punished by ghost friends, so I don't dare to complain."

"Hmm..." Shang Qiyin said in a deep voice, his eyes froze with displeasure, he raised his hand slightly, and in an instant, he pressed his palm on Kui Tianshi's chest.

Heavenly Master Kui let out a muffled snort, the ghost energy entered his body, directed it back to the original, and relieved the stagnant energy, he exhaled long and lightly, his whole body lightened.

Shang Qiyin withdrew his hands and frowned, saying: "How can your foundation be so poor? Compared with a hundred years ago, it is far from enough."

Heavenly Master Kui said: "Through an accident, the foundation was damaged, and I have just repaired it recently. With this cultivation base, I hurried here, first to relieve the ghost friend from difficulties, and second, to ask for your help."

"What's the matter?"

"Two months ago, when I was cultivating in the mountains, I suddenly felt that there was a strong ghost energy between the heaven and the earth. Someone communicated with the underworld and released ghosts to the world. This disturbed the order of the world. I should stop it, but I couldn't find it anywhere."

Shang Qiyin closed his eyes, felt for a long time, and said: "The ghost is in the south, thousands of miles away from here, hiding underground."

"Thank you ghost friend, please."

Heavenly Master Kui said goodbye and left, followed by Xiaoxiao Murong, a young Taoist priest.

Shang Qiyin sighed leisurely, picked a banana leaf, and put it on his head, "My friend, my friend, you are too calculating. Forget it, I will go with you and settle this matter."

He has taken a fancy to himself, and he will not let him go alone. With his weak cultivation, is it any different from sending him to death?

Celestial Master Kui stopped immediately, turned back and grabbed the banana leaf, shaded him, and said with a big smile, "You still understand me, thank you. People live in the world, have experienced too much, and are familiar with it, so they naturally understand calculations." , more calculations. People who don’t have calculations don’t live long, they don’t live long..."

"Is this little Taoist priest your apprentice?"

Xiaoxiao Murong said: "Xiaodao pays respects to senior."

"Of course, I am talented and intelligent, and my line of heavenly master will be carried forward in his hands."

"If you can't fly to immortals and ascend to the Tao, your achievements will be limited. If you don't kill yourself and practice the ghost way with me, you will achieve even greater achievements."

Xiaoxiao Murong hurriedly waved her hands and said, "No need, thank you for your kindness, senior."

It's death again, these two people really look alike, they both want me to die, I'm so scared, my life is in danger, should I find a chance and sneak away.

"It's a pity, excellent qualifications."

Xiaoxiao Murong felt the senior's gaze on his neck, shrank her head, and hurriedly hid behind Kui Tianshi.

What an interesting little Taoist priest, and the bird on his shoulder, he is very afraid of me, it’s just that he has eaten some birds in the past, and it’s not your kind, so what are you afraid of!

The three of them descended from Mount Mang and headed south.

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Three months later, in the ghost cave of Vientiane, Yan Luo, the dead ghost of the piano, returned, captured more than a hundred villagers, and placed them in the open space.

He investigated An Yeyouxiang Fragrant Dancer, how is the Rakshasa ghost dance practiced?After a lot of practice and coordination, the effect was really good, and the power of Yan Luo's death song greatly increased.

He said: "Very well, you have put your heart into it."

Xiang Wuji said: "Thank you sir for your compliment, I only hope that you will not miss a major event."

Yan Luo, the death ghost of the piano, waved his banner and shepherd staff, suddenly poured out three layers of skill, and smashed through the air with one blow, and went straight to the Luoxia Pavilion, drifting with the tide.

As far as Luoxia Pavilion, one layer of skill was consumed, and the remaining two floors were destroyed first, the defensive formation of Luoxia Pavilion, and then the attic.

After a long distance, Da Si Guan Yue Guan Shan, Hua Jun Bie Yun Yi, and Ye Tian Xuannv Yue Xi felt it.

Yueguan Mountain was transformed by swords, so it didn't have much combat power, so just wait and watch.

Bie Yunyi and Yue Xi condensed half of their true energy, they were very welcome, just when Gui Yanluo's two layers of skill broke through the defensive formation, they rushed to meet them, both of them melted away, startled by bursts of smoke.

Then the voice of the ghost Yanluo sounded: I captured more than a hundred villagers, looking up at the mountains and rivers, three days later, I will wait for you in the ghost cave of Vientiane, hahaha...

Taking the villagers as hostages, Yan Luo, the Qin dead ghost, readily invites the fight.More than a hundred villagers are just the beginning, thousands and tens of thousands, but the behavior is not good.

The three people in Yueguan Mountain looked at each other, looking at Yang Shanshui, who was sitting dry in March, without a trace of the soul, traveling far away, returning indefinitely...