New White Snake Asking Immortals

A group of crows chattering against ancient trees, while the fire is half green and new ghosts cry.

Bai Yu is very happy. I usually only listen to human singing and acting, but I have never seen a ghost show. I am very lucky. This ghost sings well. Cannot tip.

Lao Huixian began to watch opera with a correct attitude, nothing to be afraid of.

No matter how scary these barren mountain ghosts are, there is still a giant snake monster that scares people. Legend has it that Wang Jiaji was smashed to pieces with dark clouds by this guy. The mere ghosts are stronger than giant snakes.

They didn't dare to stop on the stage, and the ghosts around them didn't dare to leave. Maybe they were coerced for the first time.

Occasionally, the mountain people in the mountain go into the mountain and are attracted by the stage, even if they don't die, their vitality will be greatly damaged. Who would have thought that Feng Shui would turn around, and dozens of ghosts would be frightened and dare not move.

Bai Yu didn't bring melon seeds, but fortunately there was a pile of salt left.

"Shushasha"

There is nothing in the world that makes a snake happier than tiǎn) licking salt. A tiǎn) sip is better than drinking fine wine, watching opera and eating snacks, and the most important thing is that it does not cost money.

After a long time, an old woman with yellow hair came out from behind the stage, looked at Bai Yu, and walked over tremblingly.

"I have seen the seniors, please let the younger ones go"

The old woman knelt in front of Bai Yu and did not dare to raise her head. Bai Yu put away the salt and was about to get down to business.

It's just a Huang Daxian, a kind of unique spirit, who somehow came to this place to practice. Speaking of which, Hu Changhuang walked relatively close and was considered an old acquaintance.

"Get up and talk."

"Thank you senior."

The yellow-haired old woman bent over and stood up, lowering her head and not daring to move. She was just a weasel spirit with low mana, and she couldn't offend this great god who came to watch ghost shows in his spare time.

"What happened to the haunted manor in the mountains? You are also a native of this place, so you must know something."

Listening to the play is just a way, and the bottom line is the truth.

"Back to seniors, there is a fierce ghost living in that village. He has practiced for more than a hundred years and claims to be the king of ghosts. He rules all ghosts in a county. Even the little ones have to pay tribute every year in exchange for safety."

"Ghost King"

Bai Yu sneered, which ghost king would live in the Central Plains, and those who can be called kings are all powerful in the transformation stage. How can such existences stay in this place to attract attention? Are they not afraid of being transformed? It is probably a more powerful ghost. Tigers and monkeys are the overlords, and they are not ashamed to say anything. If they are the kings, they will die easily without that life.

"I heard that there are evil cultivators haunting the manor, so it must be no good to be sneaky."

"There are a few ghosts in total."

"Besides the ghost king, there are also a group of little ghosts who occasionally go out of the village. The little ghosts are slightly better than me."

Waving his hand, the weasel bowed his head and retreated.

Bai Yu thought to himself, he guessed right before, there are really evil cultivators haunting this place, the devil cultivators are cruel and bloodthirsty, and the evil cultivators and ghosts raise zombies, it is hard to treat these two kinds of people as good people, let me ask, one day You suddenly see the souls of the ancestors who have died long ago being driven by others, how embarrassing it is to meet, the scene is extremely touching.

Ghosts who have been entrenched for many years must be very rich, and the five taels of silver from the common people belong to Huixian, and the snake does not want to just want spoils of war, um, that's it.

The ultimate group set off again, and went straight to the ghost village in the mountains with the help of the moonlight.

The lonely and wild ghosts listening to the play are too lazy to talk to them, they are just some wandering souls whose wishes have not been fulfilled in the mortal world, they are the big heads in Zhuangzi, and only by killing the ghosts can they earn merit.

The strange thing is that Huixian never mentioned going back.

"Master, aren't you afraid?" Bai Yu asked curiously.

"afraid."

"Why do you want to go?"

"As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell will go to hell. This old monk is willing to transform the evil spirits and restore peace to the world. Donate in vain. Don't let the evil spirits escape to save others."

"Uh, don't worry, I can't run away."

Bai Yu admired it very much, this is the real eminent monk, he is more genuine than those monks who wear golden cassocks and buy expensive sandalwood and recite ancient scriptures, willing to enter ghost caves for five taels of silver, amazing.

In fact, Huixian thinks that this big demon is very powerful anyway, and there is nothing to do with mere ghosts. There are snake demons in everything, so we can just read the scriptures and watch the trouble

Little Shitou yawned again and again, and the child couldn't stand the sleepiness.

Huixian hung the bamboo basket carried by the little stone on the cobra,

Then put the child into the bamboo basket behind his back.

Afraid of mosquito bites, I picked banana leaves and covered the bamboo basket, and the small stones in it fell asleep

Late at night.

The moonlight is light blue, Bai Yu puts the horizontal knife on his back, holds the blade of grass in his mouth, and hangs his hands on the scabbard as he walks. When he walks, he inevitably sways from side to side. One step, firm steps, and finally a cobra with a small bamboo basket on its head, knocking against the big tree from time to time.

Walk for a long time along the rugged mountain road in the valley, bypassing the dry forest.

Suddenly there was a light ahead.

"Tsk tsk, rich"

Spitting out the grass leaves, Bai Yu looked at the gate of the manor with red lanterns hanging in front of him and sneered. Zhuangzi was hiding in a withered and decayed forest. Ghosts like to make trouble, and ghosts in the wild graves watch paper figurines sing operas, and the laughter in Zhuangzi is even worse.

Huixian God is present, and he takes out the wooden fish in his hand, and there is a tendency to chant sutras if there is a disagreement.

"Come on, let's go in and have a look, look at me and chant sutras to transform evil things."

"Good."

When the Ultimate Group walked to the gate, Hui Xian knocked on the door, but Bai Yu kicked it first.

boom

The door was kicked dust rustling, crumbling, so frightened that the drumming and laughter inside stopped abruptly, the small stone in the bamboo basket behind Hui Xian yawned and continued to sleep.

"Come on, come on, which god is so hot-tempered?"

squeak

The door was opened, and Bai Yu was stunned when she saw the woman. How should I put it, the woman looks coquettish. She only wore a translucent gauze skirt to reveal half of her shoulders, her arms and legs were exposed, she was white and tall, and she wore a strange hair ornament on her head. Walking barefoot, swaying and moving, her makeup is even more beautiful than that of a brothel girl.

The woman was stunned when she saw the combination outside the door, a monk, a girl, and a snake

The fan in his hand shook lightly.

"Oh, it's so radiant to be here, the two of you please."

Bai Yu walked up to the woman with a horizontal knife on her shoulder, raised her hand to pinch her chin, looked up, down, left, and right, flirting with this charming beauty like a frivolous playboy.

"Tsk tsk, it's still real leather."

"Miss, don't be in a hurry, come in and have a cup of warm wine first"

"OK."

Bai Yu, who was dressed in black, raised her feet and stepped over the threshold, leisurely admiring the scenery of the manor. The old Huixian at the door kept saying "do not look at evil" and followed her in, which made the woman laugh and laugh.

The cobra with a bamboo basket couldn't see clearly and slammed into the door with a bang.

The sound of drums and music reappeared, and the melodious sounds were endless, and the laughter of Yingying, Yanyan, and Yingying once again sounded in the mansion.

bang

The gate was closed heavily, and the old Huixian gave a jolt and quickly walked a few steps to follow behind the snake demon. He knew that no one in this manor was all ghosts, and besides, the woman was not allowed to see her revealing clothes.

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