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The courtyard of the earth and stone rammed wall, the square circle of five or six zhang, although simple, is also cleaned refreshingly. There are several trees growing next to the courtyard wall, and under the trees are placed hoes, wooden forks and other agricultural tools. The three stone houses at the end of the courtyard should be the residence of the master's family.

After a large crowd of people poured into the courtyard gate, the courtyard became lively.

There were old men and young men who carried wooden stools and tables and invited guests to sit down, and women brought jars, put stone bowls on them, poured tea, and entertained them with hospitality.

Xiang Yu is a senior of the Immortal Dao, even if he can't show his cultivation, every move, he still inadvertently reveals his might. He occupied a table, and Ah Wei sat down with Ah Wei and Ah Ya and Ah Chu. Ah Sheng, along with the rest of his disciples, stood by and looked around. The men, women, and children of the village had no intention of sitting idle, and walked to the three stone houses, just to see the newborn children and to please some joy.

Ah Mu, the master of foundation building of Jinshuimen. He sat down at the table, grabbed the stone bowl, looked at it with disdain, sniffed it, and flipped it over. Half a bowl of water spilled out, and it happened to fall on the feet, hem of his clothes and boots, and suddenly a layer of water and dust was cheap. Ah Mu squinted, snorted, and threw it away, and the stone bowl "clanged" around the table.

Wuyi frowned slightly, reached out and lifted the hem of his clothes and shook it gently.

At the same time, someone came from outside the courtyard, and it was the owner of the house, a man named Basket, who had an extra black wooden staff in his hand. But seeing that the people in the courtyard were divided into two groups, and their behaviors were very different from each other, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised, and quietly clenched the wooden staff in his hand.

At this moment, cheers rang out.

A woman walked out of the house and was surrounded into the courtyard. She held a child in her arms and held it high in the air ostentatiously. Men, women, and children cheered again and sent words of praise.

The elephant and the monks present followed the sound and watched.

I saw that the child should have been born not long ago, but he was bare-bottomed, not crying or shouting, staring at himself, looking at the men, women, and children around him one by one. When the child looked at the elephant and the group of monks beside him, he suddenly kicked his limbs around, and then burst out of his voice and let out a scream. The screams were piercing and sudden. It was like a call, a surprise, and with the woman's embrace and comfort, it immediately turned into despair and sad weeping. The crowd disagreed, and continued to laugh and point, only to scare the child as a foreign guest.

And Xiang Qi and the others were already looking at each other, stunned. Among them, Ah Li's face changed greatly, and before he could make a sound, Ah Wei reached out to cover his mouth, and then pulled his arm and turned to leave. The rest of the people did not dare to delay, and then left in a hurry.

The basket, the owner of the house, stood in front of the door with a wooden staff, hesitating. Unexpectedly, the group of guests from far away did not say goodbye. He froze in place for a moment, at a loss. And in the blink of an eye, the last person passed by. He didn't think much about it, and he raised his staff and smashed it.

When everyone rushed out of the courtyard one after another, Wu Blame was still looking back.

The child had been carried into the house by the woman, and the crying was still terrible. A cold wind blew, and the old trees in the courtyard rattled. And the trees were full of withered yellow, and there was not a single fallen leaf. The hazy sky is becoming more and more obscure......

Wu Yi took one last look at the scene of the small courtyard, and walked out of the courtyard door with his feet raised. Suddenly, the wind sounded, and he turned and raised his hand. A wooden staff was smashed head-on, and he grabbed it. And the jet-black wooden staff was so powerful that it sank. He stumbled slightly, secretly surprised, and immediately stood firm, and said with a jerky accent: "This big brother, you don't have to send each other!"

"Ah......h

The wooden staff smashed out by the basket was easily grabbed, and he hurriedly used force, but he still couldn't pull it. He was surprised, and then said in shock: "Fruit...... Sure enough, it's a ghost ......."

Ah San had already run out of the courtyard with the crowd, and when he looked back, he saw that Wu Blame was blocked. He wanted to gloat, but he was startled.

Did you hear it wrong, senior brother is a ghost?

Wu Blame was regarded as a ghost, and he was also a little confused, and suddenly his palm was cold, and the black wooden staff he grabbed was actually a little strange blood. He let go of his hand abruptly, and while the man staggered, he turned and rushed out of the courtyard.

But seeing that Ah San had already taken out the short sword from his arms, he said viciously: "Who killed my senior brother, I will destroy his entire clan......"

Blameless scolded: "Dog things, sell less! I'm not dead......"

Ah San glared: "You are not dead, how can you become a ghost?" I want to kill, don't stop me......"

This guy is very serious, like a person with affection and righteousness, even if he opens his mouth and closes his mouth to kill, it has become a matter of course and obligation.

At this point, someone shouted, "The ghost is here—"

It was the man with a wooden staff in his hand, and before the shouts fell, the dogs barked incessantly, and then one after another figures rushed out of the house, either carrying a hoe, or holding a wooden fork, or holding an axe and machete, and ran straight to this side. There is also a blind old man, who is shouting again and again: "Yin wood exorcism is the most difficult to prevent, exorcism ...... ghosts."

Ah San was dumbfounded: "Oh my God, who is the ghost......"

Xiang Yu and the others went out of the courtyard and wanted to check it out in the village. And in the blink of an eye, countless figures have emerged from all directions.

He hurriedly signaled: "Return the same way ......"

The crowd returned, but was blocked by the man with a wooden staff.

Without waiting for a speech, Ah Mo slashed over with a fist. With a "clang", his fist smashed on the wooden staff, causing him to scream in pain, and he couldn't help but retreat again and again. But the other party slammed the wooden staff into a "whining" sound, even if it touched the flying sword, it was also smashed open, which was very fierce and unstoppable.

"He's a mortal ......"

"Not a human ......"

"He's a ghost......"

"We'll talk about it later, and get out of here, or no one will try to get away......"

When Ah Ya and the others were stunned, the man with a group of middle-aged men and a few black dogs had blocked the way to the entrance of the village, and rushed over with shouting.

Xiang Yu didn't dare to be careless, greeted, turned around and ran to the village again, but saw a few sneaky people in front of him, he said angrily: "Where do you want to go......

Blameless got rid of the entanglement, and ran away with Ah Sansa's legs, just as Ah Sheng turned back to wait, he had no time to speak, and walked straight through the chaotic crowd. Ah Sheng made eye contact with Ah Wei again and took the opportunity to tailgating. And in the hurry, there is still a leak. Ah Sheng had no choice but to beckon: "Senior, and pass through the village, there may be a way out......

Xiang Yu and Ah Ya and the others didn't have time to think about it, and then left.

And there are more people chasing behind him, and I am afraid that there will be hundreds of people. More people found black branches, or sticks, which, according to the blind father of the village, were the most difficult to prevent.

The hillside is covered with trees, and where there are trees, there are cottages. The constant pouring of figures made the crowd of exorcists more and more huge. The mountains are all over the wilderness, and they are all brave and extremely strong.

At the bottom of the hillside, there is a trail.

The trail was bumpy, and the twelve monks were busy.

Blameless ran in small steps, while secretly wondering. The middle-aged men in the village are quite strong, and they are similar to the disciples of the Xianmen who have not cultivated. Then there are extremely hard and powerful black wooden sticks, which are not to be underestimated. In other words, once they fight hard with each other, they are outnumbered, and it is really unpredictable!

In particular, the black wood, also known as the wood of the yin, is a rare refining object, but it can be seen everywhere here, and is regarded as a thing to ward off evil spirits. And this wood is to yin, the monk is to yang, and yin and yang are mutually restrained, which just restrains the benefits of the flying sword. And in this situation, who is the real ghost......

Xiang Yu passed by, followed by Ah Mu and other Jinshuimen disciples.

Blameless and unwilling to be strong, he took a few steps back.

Hundreds of people behind him were chasing after him, and dozens of figures appeared in the mountains and forests in front of him.

"Rush to the past—"

The elephant finally moved to kill and took the lead in rushing towards the crowd. Ah Ma and other Jinshuimen disciples wielded short swords and slashed. In the past, the immortal masters gathered in one place, rushed to kill one side, and they were bound to be invincible. And the hoes and sticks smashed in unison, as fast as a shower, and the yin wooden sticks were constantly chopping, and it was difficult to bear the blow. In an instant, the group was encircled.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he turned around and retreated. A man chased after him and picked up his hoe violently. He ignored it and jumped down the hill with his feet up.

Ah San followed him like a shadow, and he just wanted to escape, but he had short legs and happened to hit the hoe.

Hey, my brother is despicable! He can jump out two feet far, but he has always hidden it, and when it is critical, he is really pitiful!

Ah San didn't have time to complain, so he hurriedly raised his sword to block it, and the "bang" shook the hoe, and he rolled down the hill. Ah Wei, who came later, took the opportunity to swing a sword, and actually split the man's waist in half, and did not forget to shout: "Ah Sheng, Ah Li, come here ......"

The elephant was punching and kicking himself, still under siege. But I saw that the five people of Yuan Tianmen had already taken advantage of the geographical advantage to find another way. He had no intention of fighting, so he pulled back. The disciples of the Golden Water Gate retreated one after another, and ran down the hillside one after another.

Below the hillside, there is a depression. Ahead of the depression are a few low trees.

The group bypassed the trees, panicking.

Hundreds of strong men chased after them, obviously the evil spirits refused to give up.

"Senior Brother......

Ah San fled with the crowd, but saw someone leaning under the tree and staring up. Run fast, it's him. Don't run away, it's him. Brother, what is he going to do?

Wu Yi knows the trick of escaping, and naturally knows the truth of fast and slow. So when it's time to run, never hesitate. When it's time to be slow, you never miss the wind and grass around you. He jumped down the hill, and with a sharp leap, it happened to be a black low tree, and he crouched in front of him, and suddenly raised his head again, and his expression was slightly stunned.

jumped up and down, just when Ah Wei killed someone.

When the man with the hoe fell to the ground, a faint black shadow rushed into the sky. In an instant, the dim sky suddenly changed, as if there were clouds opening and closing, and as if a gap had opened in the chaos of ten thousand years......

"Senior brother, you're running......"

Ah San gasped and urged again and again, as if he didn't follow his senior brother, he didn't know where to go. Hordes of figures poured across the hillside, as if a horde of beasts were competing and menacing.

"Flying Sword Lends Me ......"

"I don't ......"

Wu Yi jumped up suddenly, snatched the flying sword from Ah San's hand with his hand, and swung it hard. A dwarf tree behind him was cut by him by the roots, and it was a few more times, and there was an extra trunk four or five feet long on the ground. He grabbed the trunk, turned and ran.

Ah San chased desperately: "Senior brother is despicable, return me the flying sword-"

At this time, above the heavenly dome, the changing clouds gradually disappeared......

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