The sky was full of burning clouds, the sun was half-dewed, and it was dusk.

The auspicious time has arrived, and the bride and groom pay homage.

Some of the guests who came were neighbors, some were Jinshi in the same year, and some were strangers they didn't know.

In short, there are a lot of people.

Cai Wei gave a gift, crowded in the crowd, looking at the newlyweds, her eyes couldn't stop being envious.

As soon as she finished worshipping the church, Cai Wei quietly exited the hall and walked out of the courtyard to a big tree.

"Big brother?"

The ghost cried and cried a willow branch, and his mouth was bitter. He leaned back against the trunk of the tree, looking at the red clouds in the sky, not knowing what he was thinking, he was distracted.

"Big Brother Ghost!" Cai Wei called again, and at this time, the ghost cried back to his senses.

"Caiwei, you're here, let's go. ”

"What was the ghost brother thinking just now?"

"I didn't think about anything, I just ......" Ghost Cry smiled slightly: "Suddenly I feel that I have been freed from the shackles and relaxed a lot." ”

......

"I want to die, I want to die......"

"Aha......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Kill me, you kill me!"

"You want to come and stay with us!"

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

The sky was dark, the corpses were mountains and blood seas, broken weapons were inserted all over the battlefield, and countless evil ghosts came to ask for their lives howling.

Beneath his feet, the blood-soaked earth had turned into a swamp, dragging him down with all his might.

In all directions, there were countless claws that had been grabbed, and all kinds of noisy and crazy sounds were poured into the ears.

Overhead, a scarlet blood moon, a huge blood moon dripping from the blood, like tearful eyes.

The ghost sat cross-legged with a knife and looked up to the east.

Suddenly, he leaped to his feet, flicked his thumb, and the long knife was unsheathed.

Throw the sheath and hold the knife in both hands.

looked at the group of evil spirits swarming below, and slashed down.

At this moment, the light in the east was magnificent.

All things are white!

The ghost cry opened his eyes, and the sound of roosters could be heard in his ears.

He put on his shirt and carried a knife and went out into the courtyard.

Slowly pull out the scabbard, run your fingers over the blade, then hold the knife with both hands and take a stance.

A power in the dark, condensed in the blade, contained but not released, it exists in the demonic energy, but it is different from the demonic energy, just like a tenant, temporarily living here.

This knife, Ghost Cry didn't cut it after all, he already knew what it was, he had used it once, but that time it was just an emergency.

This power is the dawn of the divine light, and it is the magic power that belongs to the ghost crying. Using this kind of supernatural power is like his instinct, he can use it when he wants to, and he can accept it when he wants to. However, there are limits. You can only use it once, and if you want to use it again, you have to visualize. It's only once, so it's a nirvana, so be cautious when using it.

The big black horse paced behind Ghost Cry and snorted. The ghost cried and put the knife back into its sheath, turned around, patted the head of the big black horse, and scolded with a smile: "You foodie." ”

Then he went into the house, went to the kitchen, took a large piece of meat, and walked out, and the big black horse took the meat in his mouth, and paced briskly to the stable.

In the morning, after breakfast.

Cai Wei held a sword of autumn water in her hand and practiced swordsmanship.

This kind of sword is named because the body of the sword resembles a pool of autumn water.

The Qiushui sword is a long sword, but it is the shortest of the long swords, and it is thin and thin, much lighter and sharper than ordinary swords, but the hardness of the sword body is not enough to block.

Therefore, with this sword in response to the enemy, the first thing you should consider in your attack is not to block but to dodge, so footwork is especially important.

It is also because this sword is extremely beautiful, so it is more expensive than other long swords. And those who use this kind of sword are either just used as accessories and wear them to remember the good-looking scholars. Either they are warriors who lack strength and go fast and skillfully.

As for this sword, Cai Wei loves it very much, and when she has time, she learns to hold the sword in her hand and maintain it carefully.

Now, the sword was also held in her hand, but this time it was not for maintenance, but for attack.

As for the target, it's Devil Cry.

I saw that Ghost Cry had a branch in his hand, and Cai Wei attacked again and again, but Ghost Cry hit back with a branch.

The Qiushui Sword is very sharp, and it can easily cut off this thin branch. But it can't be done. It's not that the branches are filled with internal force and are as hard as iron, but they can't be touched at all.

This branch seemed to be alive, easily avoiding the blade, striking the spine of the Qiushui Sword again and again, or lightly tapping on Cai Wei's wrist and body, making the Qiushui Sword return again and again in vain.

After attacking dozens of times, Cai Wei saw sweat on her forehead, and her hair was pitifully attached to it, and the ghost cried to see that it was almost over, and if she continued to play, Cai Wei would have to lose confidence, so she inadvertently revealed a flaw, was caught by Cai Wei, and cut off the branches with a sword.

"Ah!" Cai Wei exclaimed excitedly, and at the same time, there was applause from outside the courtyard.

Cai Wei heard the voice, looked outside the courtyard, and saw an old beggar looking at this side with a smile. The little girl was at the age of Aimei, and her cheeks were suddenly red, and she felt embarrassed, so she covered her face and ran into the house.

"Old drunkard, when did you come to me so freely. Ghost Cry threw away the branch and walked to the gate of the courtyard. The old drunkard threw an object, and the ghost cried and grabbed it, it was a token.

"What, there's a job?"

The old drunkard poured a sip of wine into his mouth and burped: "A big job, at noon, come to the backyard of the Tang family, there is something important to discuss." ”

In the backyard of the Tang family, in the city, the ghost cried a few times, and one of them was because of the fox demon Qin Xianglian.

At noon, in the backyard of the Tang family, the ghost cried and stepped here.

He knocked on the door, and the person who opened the door was still the taciturn middle-aged man, so far, he didn't know who the middle-aged man's name was, only that everyone called him Lao Tie.

The two had nothing to say, nodded to each other, and then staggered by.

In the backyard, there are already 12 large tables, and a rough count shows that the number of people is over 50. It seems that it is really a big job. It was the first time that so many people had gathered in the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

The table was full of food, big fish and meat, so rich, but no one moved the chopsticks, everyone was waiting for the main owner to appear.

Ghost Cry found a random place to sit down, anyway, he didn't know many people, and he didn't have any friends, so it was the same wherever he sits.

The old drunkard appeared, he was not polite, and said at the beginning: "Recently, a group of extremely vicious monsters have gathered in our Hangzhou City, and the old man has a list here, which indicates their price, and carries their heads, not only can they be exchanged for money, but also for pills, exercise cheats, and divine weapons, as long as the Heavenly Master's Mansion has it, they can be exchanged for their heads." ”

So saying, he sent for the list to be sent down one by one, and it was a bound book.

Ghost Cry took it in his hand and flipped through it roughly, it was full of portraits, and the text was marked below. And when he turned to one of the pages, his hand paused slightly.

Cannibal crocodile Zhang Dalang, one of the 12 thieves of Yunmengze, belongs to the wooden ...... Price: fifteen taels of silver.

The corner of the ghost cry's eyes twitched, fifteen taels, gone. He silently stuffed the book called the list into his arms, and his heart ached faintly.

The old drunkard finished speaking, and finally said that he would eat and drink well, and turned around and left. The ghost cried and turned his grief and anger into appetite, and he feasted on it.

The old drunkard hurriedly came to the hall, and in the hall, the old man of the Tang family was accompanying a middle-aged man.

The old drunkard laughed: "Iron gold medal, long time no see." ”

This person's surname is Tie, but his name is not called Gold Medal, the reason why the old drunkard called him Tie Gold Medal was because of his position in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, the Great Song Gold Medal. On weekdays, he saw the head and the end, but at this moment, he quietly appeared in Hangzhou City. It can be seen that something big is happening.