Wen Fei has been practicing kung fu for more than ten years, and if this palm is killed, at least the things behind him will be beaten half to death. But this punch went back, but it was empty, and there was nothing. Using the wrong force made Wen Fei very uncomfortable, and his blood was turbulent.

But at this moment, I didn't know that there was another jiān laugh around me, but at this time, it was no longer behind me, but beside me. Wen Fei's heart was furious, and he secretly said that it was not good, and he seemed to have sensed the approaching danger.

I felt an extremely cold breath rushing towards my face, and I couldn't help but shudder. A cold air for no reason actually spreads from the soles of the feet to the body.

"Damn, this seems to be a ghost's upper body, that is, possessed, this ghost is really powerful!" Normal people have strong blood and energy, and there are three fires on their heads and shoulders, which burn extremely vigorously, and ordinary ghosts can't get close at all. Even when Wen Fei Yin was out of his body, he was also hiding from the living, in case he bumped into it, not only the living would be unlucky if they were contaminated with yin. That yin soul was burned by the yang fire, and it was also troublesome.

Wen Fei's mind turned this thought like a flash of light. He suddenly burst into a shout, his anger sank into the dantian, and he shouted out the word.

Speaking of which, Wen Fei was also too lazy, so he didn't practice martial arts well. But as a lover of spells, naturally I won't be unfamiliar with martial arts at all, especially how to deal with evil ghosts and the like, and I won't be without a little research. Although it was all on paper, and he only met the real one today, Wen Fei didn't panic much, but felt very excited!

If you are a master who has practiced martial arts all year round and has sufficient blood, such a move can scatter the ghosts of the rushing body with such a move to sink into the dantian and speak the truth. It's just that Wen Fei is weak in qi and blood, and he rarely practices kung fu, so if he uses such a move, it is just an empty shelf.

Ghosts rush to the body, basically from the feet upwards. It is the weakest place in the body's qi and blood, and in modern medicine, it is the farthest place from the heart. It is because many people are afraid of cold feet in winter. And when people are dying, that is, their feet are the first to feel it.

Those who practice martial arts, when they sink into the dantian, will mobilize their blood and qi to go down, which is equivalent to giving a blow to the ghosts who rush up from their feet. It's a pity that Wen Fei's qi and blood are too weak, and this is a blow to the head, and it didn't hurt the thing that rushed to him, but only slightly hindered the momentum of that thing.

Then the thing rushed directly to Wen Fei's thigh with a devastating momentum, and in an instant, below the knee, it was cold, and he was no longer conscious. Fuck, I'm going to have to practice martial arts when I get back.

An extremely creepy feeling rose from my heart, it felt like a nightmare at night, and although I woke up, I couldn't break free. I only felt that my whole body was no longer in charge of my own affairs, and a cold chill climbed up with the spine of my back.

Wen Fei's eyes were full of illusions, and he seemed to hear the voices of countless people shouting in his ears. I also saw that the ghost fire had also changed, and it slowly turned into a scene of two armies fighting.

An army on horseback, dressed like a savage and a devil, chased after the other army, all in red uniforms. The army in red uniforms was defeated and lost, like sheep, scattered all over the mountains and fled in all directions. The barbarian army let out a terrifying roar and chased after them. With bows and arrows, with broadswords, he killed those soldiers in red uniforms, cut off their heads directly, and put them under their arms in blood, and went to hunt down the others.

Wen Fei was like falling into a nightmare, although he knew that everything in front of him was an illusion and a fake. But he couldn't break free, so he could only watch the tragic scene!

"Bah! It's you evil beast again!" A burst of shouts exploded like a thunderbolt, and with a buzz, Wen Fei's head exploded, his eyes turned black, and he almost fell.

When Wen Fei dropped his head and sobered up a little, the cold feeling disappeared.

Then he saw a dark shadow running away from his feet, and suddenly his eyes were bright, although it was still night. But there are stars and moons, and it is dim and almost ready to see the surroundings clearly...... It appears to be a wild cat scurrying at its feet, but it is larger than a cat. And those ghost fires, ghost shadows, and so on are completely gone.

In the thin light, a man strode over. When he saw Wen Fei, he was taken aback: "Which Taoist are you, how did you get to this mule and horse set?"

Wen Fei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was still in the mule and horse market, and he didn't run to other places.

Then Wen Fei suddenly understood, it was definitely not a cat, it was a fox. The howl he began to hear was not the barking of a wild dog at all, but the barking of a fox!

But what was the cold feeling just now? Why did it seem like an evil ghost rushing into the body? Could it be that the Broken Fox cultivation was so powerful that it could already possess the body and rush away?

"I'm ......" Wen Fei only said two words, and when he saw the man holding a big cat-like thing in his hand, he immediately exclaimed: "Fox!" I thought it was the fox just now.

"This ghost thing, there will be harm at the end of three days, I don't know how many innocent people have been harmed. I've finally caught it today, and I'll see if I don't skin it and cramp it!" said the big man, brightening up the fox in front of his eyes.

The fox was motionless, with a wound on his leg, dripping and bleeding, and he must have died. However, this fox looks almost the size of a soil dog, and its fur is white and yellow, so people don't know how old the fox is at first glance. Wen Fei was happy in his heart, and secretly screamed in his heart that he deserved it. I was a little afraid, I couldn't imagine that the mule and horse set this night was so terrifying.

"This Taoist priest, why did you come to this place at night alone? There are no people within a radius of more than ten miles, and you are not very good at this skill, so you don't want to come to catch ghosts and demons, so let's go back as soon as possible!"

Wen Fei knew in his heart that he had met a master, and he was very excited. He is naturally very obsessed with Taoism, but he has not met a famous teacher to teach, he is blindly learning and practicing blindly, at this time, when he sees this person shouting, he can drink to break the fox blindfold, and he admires it very much.

Busy said: "This master has a big name, my little brother Wen Fei, I have always wanted to learn the Dao, I don't know if the master can teach me!"

The man looked up to the sky and snorted, his body was majestic, and in Wen Fei's eyes, he had the spirit of a hero. I even made up my mind that I would learn some Taoism from the masters no matter what.