Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

Chapter 157: The eleventh bowl of soup (7)

Presumably, when the time came, Old Man Lang took Qing Huan and the second senior brother to Chao County's grandfather's house.

The county grandfather’s house is the most luxurious and magnificent in the entire town, the five-entry courtyard, and the two stone lions in front of it are extremely majestic. Fangs and claws. The stone lion could ward off evil spirits, but at this moment it suddenly revealed a black air.

This place is so weird.

Qing Huan looked at Old Man Lang's expression very solemnly. Before, Old Man Lang said that such a remote and small place could not get any big evildoers, but now, it doesn't seem to be the case... Qing Huan took a look. Old man Lang glanced at it. Old man Lang has experienced countless winds and waves in his life, and even the most powerful monsters have been collected in town, so how can he be afraid of things on this small trail. He wanted to call Qing Huan to be a teacher, but he was worried and afraid of the teacher's parents, and wanted to stand in front of her in everything. Back then, his other apprentices had never been like this.

Perhaps because of the loss of a female disciple, I am even more worried that a beautiful baby girl will be harmed. Girls are different from boys. Qinghuan is sensible and smart. She has just grown up and took care of them. Today, they can do nothing without her. The clothes are made by her, and the food is hers. She took good care of their food, clothing, shelter, and transportation. If there were no major hidden dangers, Old Man Lang felt that it would be good for the five masters and apprentices not to go down the mountain for a lifetime.

However... he looked at the dark sky and sighed, whether or not the one should come. After so many years of cultivation and cultivation, they should also understand the past grievances and grievances. Taoists also pay attention to gratitude and gratitude, so that cause and effect can be achieved. Liang Xue died tragically. This hatred must be reported. What's more, the two people practice evil methods for evil, and they should be eradicated as soon as possible.

If he sees it right, this black air is clearly inextricably linked to the two of them. In any case, this matter must be resolved.

Thinking of this, Old Man Lang took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the county grandfather's house.

The scarlet wooden door creaked open, and the black hole in the distance, the hall opened wide, like a huge dark mouth, flaring its teeth and claws at them.

Qing Huan wore a pair of blue embroidered shoes, which had been washed a little white and changed color, but she still wore them. At this moment, as soon as the embroidered shoes stepped on the ground, there was an indescribable softness. Qing Huan looked down, it was actually a spot of blood! She was shocked and immediately shrank back! A big hand behind her supported her shoulder: "Don't be afraid, it's a blindfold."

Qinghuan wanted to explain that she was not afraid, but habitually loved to be clean, so she wanted to lift her legs, but the second brother cared about herself so much, if she didn’t accept it, it seemed like nothing, so she smiled: "I know. Thank you Brother Er."

"Sister Huan, use what I taught you to break this blind eye." Old Man Lang demanded.

Hearing this, Qing Huan nodded. Everyone believes that noon is yang, midnight is yin, male blood is yang, and female blood is yin. This is not unreasonable, but it is actually the opposite. A woman’s blood is yin, so yang, and the sun at noon is the hottest, but because of the alternation of time, it is actually the most yin. If you really want to expose a flying corpse, the most suitable time is within the first two hours of noon.

She bit her index finger and dripped out a drop of blood, secretly thinking that if she wants, this blood can make people immortal, but now it is used as an exorcism tool, which is really a violent thing.

The blood was applied to the yellow talisman, Qing Huan chanted a few spells in a low voice, and immediately let go. The yellow talisman immediately gave off a golden light as if alive, and in the blink of an eye, the soles of her feet recovered the feeling of stepping on the bluestone. After a sigh of relief, she was not afraid of anything else, she was really afraid that the Taoism she had learned would be a little awkward. After all, what she had learned before was all on paper, and the actual combat experience was zero.

"Sister Huan, this monster today will serve as your first test when you become a teacher. Can you accept it?" Old Man Lang asked with a serious expression. If you look closely, you will find that his eyes are actually a little nervous. After all, these things are not easy to provoke, and they are not more than ordinary petty troubles. Although Qinghuan is extremely smart and talented, she is a girl, after all, the old man Lang has seen in this life. There are a lot of women, not a few who are brave, but how can you be timid to be a Taoist priest? Be aware that a little negligence may kill you! Therefore, choosing to let Qinghuan be a teacher at this moment, Old Man Lang is both worried and looking forward to it.

Thinking that when Shou Dao became his eldest disciple, he was faced with a century-old ghost. Although he was in a hurry, no matter what happened, the second disciple Shouxian was worse. Although he succeeded in the end, he asked the fox spirit to **** away. With a lot of energy, the third disciple Shouli...not to mention, there is no chance of winning for a Huangpi who has cultivated into a fine skin. The fourth disciple Liangxue is even more miserable. The first time he became a teacher, he was scared and fainted by a ghost... This painful historical lesson was worse than the other, Old Man Lang felt that Huanmei would also be finished.

This ability belongs to ability, talent belongs to talent, courage is the most important thing! Otherwise, what people say is soft, afraid of hard, hard, horizontal, afraid of death, fear of stupidity. Being a Taoist priest is not afraid of your heart being broad-minded, I'm afraid you are not being broad-minded.

Old man Lang hesitated for a long time before letting Qing Huan take the lead, but he had already twisted his hands and was already prepared. Once Qing Huan had a problem, he would rescue him as soon as possible.

In fact, Qing Huan is really not afraid. What is there to be afraid of? It's not a ghost, she's not afraid, and she's not afraid of a ghost. It's just that in the world, she concealed the coercion on her body, even if it was a ghost, she would not be frightened, and she had already managed to put it away freely with her existing abilities.

There was still no one in the flower hall, Qing Huan twisted the Huo Jue, and immediately heard a pop, and then a woman's voice like weeping: "Official~people~~~"

It was actually opera singing.

I don't know if it is a fancy thing, it may be useful to men, but it is a pity that Qing Huan is a woman in her bones even though she is wearing men's clothing. With the power of Tiangang in her hand, she slapped her hand, and the hand on her shoulder instantly emitted a burst of blue smoke, emitting a stench!

The female ghost screamed and retreated, Qing Huan frowned, and she was dirty. Too lazy to talk nonsense with the female ghost, she threw out a few yellow symbols as illumination, and when she turned her eyes sharply, she saw the female ghost sitting in the middle.

The appearance of a pierced stomach is really ugly and crying. For Qinghuan, who loves beauty and cleanliness, it's a bit unbearable. She took a deep breath and took a step back, but even so, the faint smell of fishy smell still rushed into her nose.

Old Man Lang and Senior Brother Er are calm, they have been smelling the smelly corpse for many years. Seeing Qing Huan retreating at this moment, the second senior brother wanted to step forward to help her, but the old man Lang grabbed his arm and ordered: "Don't act rashly."

What is sitting on the seat? people? ghost? Qinghuan can't tell, but it's disgusting. It is said that it is a person, with a ghostly spirit on its body, it is said that it is a ghost, but it has a substance, and there is even a shadow under the shining of the fire talisman! Isn't this a **** of life?

The only certainty is that it is a woman.

The female monster sighed, her voice was weird, like the sound of a fingernail across a glass plate, which sounded extremely uncomfortable. She stared at Qing Huan, recognizing her as a woman, and shouted, "Are you here to die?!"

"Who died? I don't know." Qinghuan smiled, and her hands formed handprints. The next second the female monster wailed, and the small thunder struck down, and the flesh on her body immediately turned outwards, revealing the bright red inside. The tender meat comes. In this way, the female monster seemed to be tangible.

Qing Huan frowned, it shouldn't be, with such a heavy ghost, where does the so-called normal body come from? Besides, the strange smell... "What the **** are you?"

"Haha..." The female monster laughed so that she got goose bumps all over her body. "What...hehe...hehe..."

Haha, it’s not over, if you haven’t lived in the modern world, it’s mainly Qinghuan who has been there, and she loves to surf the Internet. When she thinks of huh, she feels all wrong, even if she knows that this female monster is actually laughing strangely. , I also felt like being scolded in my heart. "shut up!"

"Shut up? Why should I shut up? I—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Old Man Lang: "Stop it! We don't want to hear any tragic story about you! No matter how miserable you are, you will harm people. There are many people who died in your hands. You are so miserable. It's useless to die. To be suppressed today is to be suppressed!"

What's the use of talking nonsense, no matter how pitiful, this monster has indeed killed a lot of people, her body smells so bloody, and she can preserve such a body, I think it is the essence of those middle-aged men. It's just... the old man Lang is strange. Only spirits have always sucked human spirits. Where does this female ghost come from, and can also **** human spirits? You must know that men’s yang energy is heavier, and ordinary ghosts can’t get close to them. Even the violent ghosts have to be affected by the yang energy, but how many people has this monster sucked?

It's weird.

A monster who values ​​her body so much, and knows this evil method... Old man Lang doesn't want to listen to the monster's nonsense. Whether she has trouble with Fang Zheng or the county grandfather, he doesn't care anyway, he The only thing I want to know is... "Say! How did you cultivate like today?! Who taught you the way to practice?!"

Such evil spirits, such vicious methods, were clearly the handwriting of the master and apprentice. Old man Lang was anxious, how could it be them again, the ghosts are still there, even such a far place has ghosts, I don't know whether the world has been in chaos.

The female ghost Jie Jie laughed strangely and was about to speak, when the second senior brother punched her: "Did you not hear that you want to shut up?!" What is wrong if you don't understand human words!

Female monster: "..." Since her death, no one has beaten her again, and this man...he actually broke her face!

She screamed, and regardless of Qing Huan and Old Man Lang, she rushed to the second brother, looking at the posture, it seemed that she was about to eat him.

Also, there are three big living people present, Qinghuan is a woman, Old Man Lang is an old man, but the second brother is in prime of life.

The second brother was chased by monsters all over the room, and suddenly understood why the master wanted to follow him by himself, and he wanted him to be a bait!