Not a fairy guest

The old Taoist priest stiffened his neck, squatted down, put his hands on the ground, and began to crawl like a big toad.Yang Qing couldn't help laughing, her pretty face and eyes sparkling.Although his movements were a bit clumsy, Miss Song considered that this dog hole was reserved for her and the Zhang family's private use, so it was a circle or two larger than the ordinary hole.After a lot of effort, I finally got in.

It was pitch dark in the dog hole, with only a faint ray of light coming from outside the hole.The old Taoist priest adapted to the environment, felt happy, and carefully straightened up with Yu Nian's help. He was indeed in the inner courtyard of the Song Mansion.

After finally getting out of the hole, the old Taoist priest twisted his body bones that were sore from being pulled by the two men, and complained that he didn't know how to take care of the elderly. He glanced at the snickering Yu Nian next to him, and felt that his behavior just now was quite shameful and he was not angry. He glared back at him.

Just as the two of them were staring at each other at this inappropriate moment, they also discovered that the Song Mansion was not as brightly lit all night as other wealthy families.The entire courtyard of the Song family was covered with various talismans. The two of them, hidden in the night, suddenly felt a cold wind blowing on the backs of their necks, which sent chills down to their bones.I don’t know if Miss Song deliberately dug the dog hole here. At a glance, in the night, the red lines that crisscrossed to the depths of the boudoir were hung with copper coins one after another. A gust of wind blew by, and the coins jingled and jingled. Sound.

The yellow talismans originally laid out by the mage were fluttering, but they had no effect.In addition, from the secluded area of ​​Song Mansion, the sound of cats meowing in spring can be heard from time to time, making this place even more eerie and strange.

Yu Nian wanted to shrink back when he saw such a scene. No matter what, he was essentially just a teenager. He had never seen such a weird world.In his mind, he imagined the ferocious faces of countless mountain spirits and ghosts.

In fact, the old Taoist priest also felt discouraged at this time.Seeing the horrifying scene in front of him, he swallowed hard down his throat.It's ridiculous that he thought he had stumbled into a good job, but he didn't expect to encounter such a hot potato. For the sake of face, he had to take out a talisman from his arms and secretly recite a spell.

At this moment, they suddenly heard the sound of rapid footsteps and the glow of fire in the distance.Both of their faces turned pale, and it was the old man who grabbed Yu Nian and hid in the branches all over the wall, making a sign of silence. Yu Nian didn't dare to breathe, for fear of being discovered and skinned alive.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and their hearts were in their throats. Yu Nian felt that his heartbeat was beating like a drum, and his palms were slightly moist.

Indistinctly, a voice came, "But the lady is not well again?" a woman said.

Another figure curled up and looked like a maid in front of the young lady. She said with a worried look, "Exactly, this is crazy again. I am about to go to the main room to report to the master."

"I'm going with you, what kind of evil are you doing..." The two of them walked in a hurry. It wasn't until they couldn't see any trace of them that Yu Nian's beating heart calmed down. He wiped the cold sweat from his temples and talked to the old Taoist. He winked.

The two of them tiptoed, listening to the noise in the mansion, and walked quickly towards Miss Song's boudoir.The moonlight was like water, pouring into the courtyard, faintly reflecting the shadows of the two people.Yu Nian felt nervous, and he felt that his steps were a little heavy, and the silent night seemed to be swallowing him up.

Yu Nian became more and more timid, and with the old Taoist priest gritting his teeth, he slowly walked into the yard until he stopped in front of the window. After hesitating for a long time, he punched a hole in the window paper with his fingers.The young man looked into the house through the hole and saw a woman in rich clothes, sitting in front of the dressing mirror and talking to herself in the mirror. She must be Miss Song.

Yu Nian kept looking at her, but he found that there was no image of Miss Song on the bronze mirror, and the figure of Miss Song in front of the mirror made him feel that she was not as plump as the rumors said, and there was clearly a trace of something that should not be there normally. Flattery.

Yu Nian thought doubtfully: That shouldn't be the case. The rumors in Yu County are that Miss Song has a bad temper, but she is also a serious young lady. Why does she look like a profligate person?

Miss Song sat there, opening and closing her mouth slowly, as if she was talking to someone. Yu Nian held his breath and put his ear close, wanting to hear what Miss Song was talking about.

Miss Song put her hands on the edge of the mirror, moved her body slightly forward, and spoke to the bronze mirror, but in fact it was more like speaking to the things in the mirror.

There was obviously nothing in the mirror, but Miss Song squinted her eyes, with sweet dimples, her lips could not cover her teeth, and she smiled happily: "What are you still struggling for? Look at him. Now that I recognize you, look around this mansion to see if anyone is thinking about you before."

At this moment, Miss Song let out a breath and leaned back on the chair, but there was deep hatred in her brows. "Your young husband is also pretty good, but I don't like it. I just want to help you, and you will help me. In seven days, it will be fifteen. I will send you two to be desperate mandarin ducks later. It will be considered satisfying." You are not."

Miss Song's head tilted her head and looked at the bronze mirror and muttered to herself, and the light blooming on it became increasingly fainter.The flowers on the back of the bronze mirror gradually faded away, and the broken woman in the bronze mirror made a faint sound.

Outside the door, Yu Nian heard Miss Song talking nonsense in front of the mirror like a demon. He felt uneasy and wondered what kind of evil spirit was possessed. He had heard about snake spirits, toad spirits, rat spirits, and those restaurant patrons who often The vixen from Mianxiang Tower.

Miss Song was facing Yu Nian, and she could vaguely see an exquisite brass mirror in her hand.If Yu Nian could take another step forward and enter Miss Song's boudoir, he would definitely be able to see the small seal written on the cloud pattern on the edge of the mirror: Blue Sky and Red Dust Mirror.The back of the bronze mirror is engraved with lifelike lotus branches and lotuses.

For some reason, Yu Nian stared at the bronze mirror with great fascination, as if there was a mysterious magic power on the mirror that was trying to draw his soul into it.For the past few years, his intuition had been dizzy and he seemed to be in a trance, but fortunately this time the old Taoist priest was by his side and pulled him back from that strange power.When the young man came back to his senses, he saw that the pile of talismans in the hands of the old Taoist priest had all turned into ashes, but he was scared to death. He no longer dared to look at the bronze mirror, and could only stare numbly with his feet while still dressing in front of the mirror. Miss Song.

Suddenly, a shrill female scream broke through the silence of Song Mansion, making people's faces change after hearing it. It was accompanied by a sound as sharp as metal or fingernail friction, which made people's back numb. Hands and feet are cold.They saw a plump woman wearing a red wedding dress and a phoenix crown and harem on her head. Her face was purple and her lips were voluptuous. She rushed out of the door like a ball of red flames. The two of them were instantly shocked!
Her jet-black hair was filled with black energy, and her eyes were red, staring fiercely at the uninvited guest in front of her.

"This is the monster!" Yu Nian secretly thought, his legs unable to move as if a thousand pounds had been poured into them.He was not usually a timid person, but this evil resentment made the hairs on his back stand up one by one, and cold sweat continued to slide down his back.

Seeing this scene, the old Taoist priest showed some degree of Taoist practice. He quickly made seals with his hands and recited the mantra to clear his mind. A stream of fresh air lingered around the two of them in the electric light and flint, seeming to form an invisible shield, which made Yu Nian feel A little refreshing.

His expression was solemn, and it seemed that he had far underestimated the monster's aura!I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with!

The two of them were shocked when another Miss Song, dressed in red, rushed out of the room. She looked the same as the previous woman. She was actually like twins carved from the same mold. But this lady The distance between her eyebrows is as clear as mist, and although she is plump, she still looks pretty.wisps of black smoke came out of the mouth and nose of the leading woman in red, filling Yu Nian with an unspeakable cold air.The old Taoist priest immediately changed his mind and covered Yu Nian's mouth and nose to prevent mortals from inhaling the evil spirit.He couldn't help but pull Yu Nian back, steady his body, took out the yellow talisman from his waist, and prepared to face the enemy.

"Who are you?" The Qingyuan woman followed him out of the house. There was a sense of self-pity in her eyes, as if she was begging the demonic woman. Yu Nian was confused. Haven't you heard that there are two young ladies in the Song Mansion?
When the woman in red saw the yellow talisman clenched in the old Taoist hand, a look of sullenness flashed in her eyes, but it passed quickly, and was replaced by a strange laughter from her mouth, which was extremely sinister.The red phoenix eyes were full of hatred, as if they were going to swallow everything up.

The old Taoist priest had no time to think too much at this moment. This monster was not a vulgar thing. It could actually transform into the appearance of others. He should not confront it at night when the Yin Qi was strong. "Run!" His voice was not loud, but it made Yu Nian return. Jae-in's muttering mind came back to his senses, but it was too late at this moment.

The woman in red seemed to be able to separate herself. She quickly split into two parts and rushed towards the Qingyuan woman who looked exactly the same from left to right. Hearing the scream of the young lady, which was equally sharp and harsh, the old man was so angry that he couldn't help but grab his hands. Make the seals quickly and mutter the words.Suddenly, the surrounding wind roared, surrounding Lao Dao and Yu Nian, and suddenly formed a wind blade and headed towards the woman in red.

"Imperial!" The old Taoist shouted, and he instantly hit the woman in red, but he knew very well that the damage was not enough for someone as evil as her, and could only force her to a short distance.After being hit, Xie Sui let out a wail, and his two bodies merged into one.

Yu Nian saw that this old Taoist was really no ordinary person. He seemed to have become more courageous as if he had a backer.He quickly pulled out the ancient sword from his back.Suddenly a green light flashed on the sword, and just as he was about to stab the woman in red, she transformed and dodged in an instant.

The old Taoist was startled. This boy actually used his sword to subdue demons, and he looked a bit like a Taoist disciple.

Xu Shi's ancient sword was once a treasure of immortal swords. The sword's body was full of light and its sword energy was extremely sharp.Yu Nian was thin, but his physical strength was much better than that of ordinary people. He held an ancient sword and stabbed the red-clothed female demon. The figure of the red-clothed woman swayed, turning into a wisp of red smoke and floating to one side, and at the same time she stretched out something like The claw-like fingertips struck at the ancient sword.