This girl looks good, and she has a fight with Su Xiaoxiao, but Zhou Fengchen is completely indifferent to women at this time, and said, "No, what's wrong?"

The girl hesitated for a moment, looked at him intently, and said, "I'll go with you, be your wife, do laundry and cooking, and work hard."

Zhou Fengchen frowned, "Are you crazy?" We're not familiar with each other, are we? ”

The girl lowered her head, "My grandfather cultivated the Tao and passed it on to me, I am the fate of the yin ghost peeping, I have been weak and sick since I was a child, and I am haunted by ghosts, so I am destined to marry a Taoist priest as a wife." ”

The fate of the ghost peeping? Zhou Fengchen thought about it, this head eighty percent was made up by the old man himself, one of the five disadvantages and three deficiencies of a cultivator, the old man's life is lacking, that is, he is weak and sick, and his soul is broken, so he thought of transferring his life to his descendants and protecting other family members, and it turned out to be the girl's head, so she had an incomplete soul since she was a child, and was peeped at by evil ghosts.

Zhou Fengchen said: "I deeply sympathize, but how can you find someone random for this thing?"

The girl said very seriously: "I didn't look for it casually, I always encountered ghosts when I was a child, and my grandfather told me that it would be okay to marry a Taoist priest, so I have been waiting, until I saw you for the first time today, I want to choose for myself, I don't like that Song Wangcai."

Zhou Fengchen pointed upstairs, "This King of Song is ......"

As soon as he said this, he saw King Song flying out of a room upside down, spurting out a mouthful of old blood, and the old man's family also ran out with a pale face.

Something went wrong? Zhou Fengchen stepped a little, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the second floor, supported Song Wangcai, and ran the "Three Talents Return to Yuan Gong" to try, okay, the Tao is not as good as Su Xiaoxiao, barely quiet and thinking, no wonder it doesn't work.

Song Wangcai stood up straight, looked at the room with palpitations, looked at Zhou Fengchen again, and wiped the corners of his mouth, "Thank you!" ”

The old man knocked all his family downstairs, hugged his fist at Zhou Fengchen, and said with a wry smile: "I was told by the little Taoist!" I transferred this painting from a friend, but I didn't expect it to be in it. ”

Zhou Fengchen waved his hand, "Got it, you can go down and continue the blind date!" ”

Saying that, he turned around and entered the house, and Song Wang suddenly said loudly: "Brother, don't be reckless, draw a demon!"

Zhou Fengchen sneered, ignored it, pushed open the door and closed it again.

Song Wangcai and the old man glanced at each other, and hurriedly ran to the door to steal the sound.

Zhou Fengchen entered the house and found that this was a bedroom, judging from the decoration of some old antiques, it should be the old man's bedroom.

He glanced around casually, and then stared at a painting hanging on the wall next to his desk, which showed a peach blossom forest, in which an ancient scholar played the piano alone, and this painting was a little strange and bewitching in terms of style and color.

"You're enough of this evil animal, and you've run so far just to hide in the painting?"

Zhou Fengchen smiled and walked to the side of the painting.

At this time, the surface of the painting suddenly swayed, the whole painting seemed to come to life, the peach forest was windless, the petals fell quietly, the scholar ten commanded, the strings trembled, and there was a strange sound of slaughter.

The sound drilled straight into the ears, and listening to it made people's heads dizzy, their blood boiling, and it was uncomfortable.

Zhou Fengchen frowned, took a step back, took out a hundred knives, cut his fingers, and shook them gently, "Xuan Eighteen, Five Elements Technique, the power of Gengjin, urgent as a law!" ”

A drop of essence blood slapped on the painting along the knife surface, only to see a strangely shaped knife suddenly appear in the painting, exactly the same as the Baipi knife, as fast as lightning, one knife cut three peach trees, and then a knife cut the scholar's hat and hair bun, the knife momentum did not decrease, smashing the guqin, and then dissipated.

The sound of the piano and the peach tree disappeared in an instant, and the scholar looked up with a frightened face.

Zhou Fengchen scolded sharply, "Evil animal! Still not a law? ”

The scholar trembled and floated out of the ancient painting, and when he arrived in the room, he knelt in front of Zhou Fengchen, "The little demon is guilty, and the Taoist chief spares his life!" ”

When the old man outside the door and King Song heard this, they hurriedly pushed open the door, looked inside, and couldn't help but take a step back, glanced at each other, and saw a trace of shock in the eyes of the other party, this Taoist ...... Is it so scary? Surrendered such a powerful painting demon all at once?

Zhou Fengchen ignored the reactions of the two people behind him, lowered his head and asked, "What are you guilty of?"

The scholar demon said in a trembling voice: "The body of the little demon is an ancient painting of the Tang Dynasty, buried in the tomb with the original owner**, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon and the yin qi of the netherworld, and gradually having spirituality, unearthed a hundred years ago to open the spiritual wisdom, ten years ago can be transformed into a human form, this year began to go out to harm people, a total of forty-one people were killed, including Xiao Yong of Lao Zao Village!" Sin is not punishable, and I am willing to be punished by the scattering of souls! ”

Zhou Fengchen frowned and said, "You are quite a bachelor, let me ask you, do you know where General Su Mo is?" Let's be honest! ”

The scholar shook his head and said, "I know!" But General Su Mo is a demon general who cultivates on one side, and the level of the little demon is too low, so I don't know where he is! ”

Zhou Fengchen saw that this scholar didn't look like a lie, nodded and said, "Okay, then you always know where your master, the white lantern girl, is, right?"

The scholar suddenly raised his head and said with a strange smile: "Of course I know, but ...... My master needs to practice, and outsiders can't disturb him! Therefore, the little demon would rather die than say. ”

As soon as the words fell, his body suddenly burned.

"Your uncle!"

Zhou Fengchen scolded and stretched out his hand to grab it, but the scholar burned too fast, turning into a wisp of green smoke in the blink of an eye, leaving a painful scream in the air, and his soul was scattered.

This is the method of burning souls, demons committing suicide, who would have thought that an evil monster would also kill himself?

"You're it!" Zhou Fengchen pulled down the ancient painting, tore it with his hands, and stepped on it a few more times, still feeling angry, feeling that his chest was about to explode.

The reason why I was talking nonsense with this family just now was that I thought that things were all right, maybe I could find General Su Mo immediately, and then solve the matter of Monk Yuanzhi, and then I could go home, but now I still haven't found anything!

I came to save the Yuanzhi monk, but what have you been doing these days? First the hanged ghost and the old lady skin, then the yellow-skinned essence hidden flower girl, then Zhang Wulang, Aqiu, and finally this scholar painting demon, I didn't get the idea when I got it around, and the Yuanzhi monk is still the same!

"Small, small?" The old man timidly entered the house and shouted.

Zhou Fengchen asked impatiently, "Something?"

The old man shook his head, "No, it's okay!" ”

"What are you calling me for?" Zhou Fengchen turned around and walked out, sighing, "I'm sorry to disturb me!" ”

Looking at Zhou Fengchen's back as he went downstairs, the old man sighed, "I wanted to have a relationship with him, and my temper is not small, what kind of sect is it?" Is it really Maoshan? ”

Song Wangcai's eyes rolled, "Call me tomorrow and ask my senior brother and sister, and you will know who he is!" ”

When Zhou Fengchen arrived downstairs, the beautiful girl grabbed his shirt and said, "Take ...... Let's go! ”

Her family members next to her all looked embarrassed, but they didn't mean to refute.

Zhou Fengchen frowned, pulled away the girl's hand, and said: "Actually, it's okay if you don't marry a Taoist priest, let your grandfather marry you once, and move your soul to replace the disaster!" Good bye! ”

As he spoke, his figure flashed, and he disappeared outside the gate in an instant.

(End of chapter)