The divine amber emitted a yellow circle of light, caging Zhu Tong in the middle.

Surrounded by a few handfuls of broken flowers, the little liar had just finished bribing the butterfly god; The elf shelf was getting bigger and bigger, and Zhu Tong could barely control it after devouring more than a dozen bunches of magnolias. No way, in the flower shop I passed by just now, only this kind of flower seems pleasing to the eye.

Qin Keqiang walked over, paid attention to the surrounding environment, jumped up slightly, and hid in a big tree in front of Zhu Tong. He looked at Zhu Tong strangely, not understanding, since he was here to fight, why did he sit under the big tree, with an amber spinning in his fingertips; Could it be that the mystery of Zhumen has something to do with this thing?

Zhu Tong's mind condensed into the divine amber at this moment, and peeked at the scene a hundred meters away through it.

On the seaside, there are only three red candles burning in the stone house, and a fat white rooster is tied under the incense table in the corner of the house, which is not big, with golden eyes, and steel claws.

The ground is wrapped in a circle of bamboo silk, and there is a small cyan snake in the middle, with blood-red eyes; Next to them were two red blood toads, with only skin sacs left, as if they were the losers of the struggle. What is thrilling is that on the top of the head of the cyan viper, a pair of golden-headed centipedes are proudly attached, constantly coming and going from the flabby mouth of the viper.

When Zhu Tong saw the white rooster for the first time, his heart shook, and he felt afraid; It's the butterfly god who is timid, and it has an instinctive wariness of such things.

"Don't be afraid, isn't it just a chicken? It dared to come, and Lao Tzu burned it. ”

The butterfly god is like a child, and he needs to be coaxed and deceived before he is willing to contribute; Zhu Tong meditates on a plate of roast chicken to strengthen the courage of the butterfly god.

Sure enough, the butterfly god became excited, and it saw the golden-headed centipede, which were two Gu worms; For such a thing, the butterfly god does not know to be afraid. But this is not the time to make a move, Zhu Tong tried his best to spin the divine transmission amber and suppress the butterfly god.

In the stone house, the woman in black had a gloomy face, shaking two bamboo tubes in her hands, rubbing and beating each other according to the strange beat, her eyes flashing with excitement, and murmuring with the ups and downs of the centipede.

She was tired, with a black wrap scattered, dressed in the clothes of an ordinary woman, with a silver centipede ornament on her chest and nine silver bells underneath; The wolf tooth earrings hanging from her ears trembled slightly with her chanting.

Opposite the woman in black, sat a Taoist priest in yellow, wearing a hairpin, a black bead under his left ear, and a yellow ribbon on his forehead; He is in his forties, his face is white and beardless, and his face is faintly shining with metallic luster. What's strange is that his eyes, open and close, exude a strange look, which seems to have the ability to frighten people's hearts.

"Magu's baby is more powerful, and the spirit snake brought by the eldest grandson Daochang has also been defeated."

The one who spoke was the old man who restrained the wind, the black wooden staff was coiled on his knees, the head of the cane was inlaid with a gold ring, he raised a red gourd and drank a few sips, and praised: "The wine made by the bamboo Taoist priest is not ordinary, and the eldest grandson Daoist can't make such a good wine." ”

The yellow-shirted Taoist priest stared at the pair of centipedes, as if thinking about something, and ignored the old man's words; The woman in black wiped the sweat drops from her forehead, stretched out her hand and grabbed a golden-headed centipede, and with a twist of her fingers, it was gone.

"Go ahead." Zhu Tong was waiting for this moment, stopping the amber on his fingertips. The black mist condensed around the amber fluttered up, circled the top of Zhu Tong's head for three weeks, and conjured up a black butterfly, fluttering out.

When the woman in black was concentrating on controlling the centipede, he didn't dare to take the liberty of seizing control of the Gu worm; At this moment, the golden-headed centipede had just finished exercising, and she had just taken a breath, when a faint fragrance of flowers appeared in the air, and the light of the lamp and candle flashed with dazzling brilliance.

"Ding!" With a soft sound, the black beads in the ears of the yellow-shirted Taoist priest jumped rapidly.

"There's a guest coming, Magu, coming at you."

Magu had just grabbed another golden-headed centipede, and when she heard this, she was slightly distracted; The golden-headed centipede in her hand went berserk and bit her wrist.

"Ah, ......" Magu screamed and jumped up, shook off the centipede vigorously, took out a white pill and swallowed it, snatched the old man's red gourd with his hand, and raised his head to take a few sips.

The golden-headed centipede drank Magu's blood, and its body swelled and turned red; Turning his tentacles quickly, he seemed to be attracted to something, threw himself on the back wall, found a gap to get into, and disappeared.

"Over there." The yellow-shirted Taoist priest pointed in the direction of the back wall.

The old man was just about to jump up, when a dark howl sounded in the room, and the rooster in the corner of the house jumped up furiously, and the wind was agitated; A few candles on the desk flickered a few times and went out.

Outside the stone house, a few exclamations rang out; The old man broke down the door and saw several disciples dodging everywhere. He was just about to ask a question, when the golden light was shining in front of him, and the big centipede that had just escaped from the house pounced on him and landed on his shoulder.

"Ah......" He knew how powerful this thing was, and without hesitation, he struck his shoulder with a black rod; The golden centipede dodged the black rod twice, fell to the ground and writhed a few times, burrowing into the dirt and disappearing.

But the centipede's sharp toothed knife had bitten through his clothes, leaving an itchy wound on his shoulder.

For things like Gu worms, the little liar's knowledge is still shallow; In his opinion, even if the destruction of the golden centipede is successful, it will also eat the master, and the injury will be serious, anyway, the woman can no longer be evil.

Zhu Tong clapped his hands and wanted to leave, but he didn't expect that greater danger was coming.

The stone house was pitch black, and the eyes of the yellow-clothed Taoist priest shone with a silvery-white luster in the darkness.

"Magu, are you okay?" He didn't chase after her, but picked up the woman in black.

"I can't die, go get my baby back." She curled up in a ball, seeing that she was suffering a lot, and pointed to the corner of the room: "Carry your general, I know, it's Madame Butterfly who is here." Only she can take my child, Dead Daoist, you feed it so many good things, it has been tossing in the water and fire for more than ten years, it's time to let it out. ”

The big rooster is a divine rooster cultivated by the yellow-clothed Taoist priest as a secretary of the Taoist sect, and it has always been the woman in black who has been secretly releasing Gu; The yellow-clothed Taoist priest came forward at the right time and used the divine chicken to drive away the Gu worms.

"The Great General has gone." The yellow-clothed Taoist priest looked at the corner of the house, and sure enough, the iron chain that tied the rooster was loose.

"Dead Daoist, then you should go quickly."

"I can't show my face, who knows who is coming? If the bamboo Taoist priest hears some wind, can he spare me? ”

"Humph! Usually you blow in the clouds, as if you are powerful in the world, and you are afraid of bamboo Taoists. Magu eased up, rubbed her wrists, and pouted.

"Whatever you say, this time it's not that you covet the 100,000 yuan, if you want to be majestic, I won't leave Taixuanguan; Wait, wait another two years, and when I can practice the things in that book, none of us will have to be afraid. ”

"You can earn 100,000 yuan by letting the child go once, isn't it? How much incense money does your broken Taoist temple have a month? I've been with you for almost twenty years. Always listen to you bragging, bragging...... If the child is not recovered, I will die. ”

"What's wrong with you? Baby, this time is different, I just heard something strange, that's why I didn't dare let you go. Elder Wang went there and couldn't find anything cheap. ”

The two argued, and the yellow-shirted Taoist priest didn't say a word to deal with it, that is, he didn't go to see the situation over there, and he didn't let Magu go; It's just that he tilted his head to listen from time to time, and the black beads in his ears shook a few times from time to time.

"Ah...... Centipede God, spare me...... Dead Daoist, think of a way, it will toss me to death. ”

The woman in black was rolling on the ground, her face pale and faintly green.

The Gu Keeper fed the Gu worms with essence blood, and over the years, the golden centipede had become a part of her life; Although she hated these two Gu worms and wanted to get rid of them at any time, after losing them, the toxins accumulated in her body regurgitated, and they kept moving around her body all the time, and every joint was in severe pain.

A grim smile appeared on the corner of the Taoist priest's mouth, and he pressed the centipede silver ornament on the chest of the woman in black, and inserted a bamboo stick into her chest.

The blood-red blood spread down the bamboo sticks, and the woman in black fell silent, her eyes obsessed.

"No, you two centipedes, I've been studying them for twenty years, and I already know how to deal with them. It's good to die, go back and let Xiaoyu pay more money, baby I'll avenge you. ”

The yellow-clothed Taoist priest meditated cross-legged, took off the black bead from his ear, sprayed a mouthful of blood, and carefully placed the black bead on the top of the bamboo stick.

The woman in black's blood flowed onto the damp earth, the stone house rustled, and several hibernating snakes crawled in through the cracks in the corners; On the roof, several spiders appeared on the walls; In a few breaths, a large number of poisonous insects appeared around the woman in black.

The black beads swirled on the top of the bamboo stick, and the yellow-clothed Taoist priest had a solemn face, took a sip of the wine in the gourd, sprinkled it all over his body, and wrote a yellow talisman with the blood on her chest, lit it on fire, and sang a few screams like ghosts crying wolves.

Candlelight lit again in the stone house, and the yellow-clothed Taoist priest was shrouded in a thin layer of blood mist, stepping on the sky, and quickly circling around the black beads on the bamboo sticks.

A hundred meters away, Zhu Tong was not easy, the Yintang acupoint at the center of his eyebrows was beating rapidly, and there seemed to be a few needle tips constantly piercing there; The butterfly god is in a fierce battle with a golden-headed centipede looming there.

The glade is not large, and in winter, the weeds on the ground wither, and it is almost flat.

The little liar used the divine amber to wrest control of the golden-headed centipede from the woman in black, and even ate her back, and was in a good mood. Unexpectedly, a golden-headed centipede came over quickly and circled around the circle of amber of the gods.

Although the butterfly god is not big, he extremely hates the ugly golden-headed centipede to invade his territory, although they all belong to Gu worms, the butterfly god is the most proud, and he disdains the golden-headed centipede, urging the god to pass amber to drive it away.

For such a situation, Zhu Tong doesn't know what to do; In fact, he also hates golden-headed centipedes; However, after wrestling control from the woman in black, the golden-headed centipede regarded Zhu Tong as its master and host, pounced, and retracted into the divine amber.

This is fatal, Zhu Tong doesn't understand such a thing as Dou Gu at all, and is fooling around according to his own guess; I never thought that taking control of the golden-headed centipede from the woman in black would have such a bad result!

The Divine Legend Amber has greatly reduced its spirituality, it can't deter the centipede Gu, but it still maintains the function of a channel; The golden-headed centipede didn't look at the big moth that was shrunk inside, and quickly entered Zhu Tong's Yin Tang point through it.

As for the butterfly god, he followed the reckless master to suffer; Although it is proud, but Zhu Tong, as a man, has never bothered to cultivate it, it is still very weak, and now it only has the ability to parry.

No matter how you look at it, Zhu Tong didn't find any offensive organs in the butterfly god, it just relied on its light body to defend passively; And the toothed knife on the top of the golden-headed centipede's head flashed with a strange cold light, constantly tearing off a few pieces of butterfly feathers from the butterfly god's wings.

What's even worse is that a majestic rooster flew in the distance, it flapped its wings excitedly, its white and shiny feathers were particularly dazzling in the night, and it pounced on Zhu Tong as soon as it landed.

Who would have thought that the head of the house would be forced to be messed up by a rooster.

Yin and Yang roared and pounced, jumping back and forth around the big, but they didn't dare to pounce. The puppy also has an intuition, although it is a dog, it is not as tall as the ass of a rooster, and it knows that it can only intimidate such things, but cannot deal with them.

The white rooster didn't pay attention to it at all, and with a wave of its wings, the yin and yang rolled and was thrown more than ten meters away.

The outside world even affected the battle in the Yintang Cave; The golden-headed centipede heard the rooster crow, and the fierce attack stopped, and hid in the corner with a clatter; Only then did the butterfly god get up and flap his black wings to fight back.

From under the tree crawled out another golden-headed centipede, this one was obviously larger than the one just now, and it was shining red.

The white rooster gave up his attack on Zhu Tong and pounced on the golden-headed centipede. They are old enemies, and the golden-headed centipede is also full of hatred for the white rooster; The body writhed strangely in the air, flying up and down around a small tree, and suddenly found a gap and pounced under the rooster's wings.

Zhu Tong took the opportunity to stand up and clapped his hands to see if Yin Yang was injured; The little one was left behind and didn't come back, not even a word. He thought that since the golden-headed centipede was on the body of the rooster, this majestic rooster was finished.

A cold feeling spread, Zhu Tong was shocked in his heart, and looked back.

"Giggle...... Not. The white rooster raised its neck and crowed three times, and its feathers stood up in layers, throwing out the golden-headed centipede, and its sharp steel claws grabbed the centipede, and its sharp beak tore at it.

The golden-headed centipede seemed to be haunted by the spell, and was dumbfounded, not resisting at all, being torn into three pieces and swallowed.

The white rooster's body swelled a lot, stretched its wings, and a trace of blood appeared in its golden eyes, and once again stared at the Yin Tang point on Zhu Tong's forehead, and let out three loud and short chirps.

The butterfly god was afraid, and he also learned from the golden-headed centipede, gathered his wings, and hid in the Yintang cave and pretended to be dead?!

The terrible thing is that at this moment, Zhu Tong realized that he was subconsciously a little afraid of this white rooster.

It's weird, it's just a master of the rivers and lakes standing in front of him, Zhu Tong won't be afraid, how can he be afraid of a chicken!

Zhu Tong checked his condition, and there was a trace of cold light in the eyes of the white rooster, no matter how powerful this cold light was, it was just a chicken after all.

The white rooster started again, its wings flapped and flew up, and it pounced straight on Zhu Tong; The feet flashed with cold light and pierced Zhu Tong's eyes, and the sharp beak brought a red glow, pecking at Zhu Tong's forehead Yin Tang acupoint, as if he wanted to peck there and gouge out the butterfly god and swallow it.

"Damn, that's a great chicken." Zhu Tong dodged away, but found that in the face of this rooster, his skills were also a lot sluggish, and he didn't even have the usual three-percent dexterity.

Why? Could it be that the soul of the butterfly god was frightened, he was implicated, and his ability became smaller?

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