I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 219 Undead Knight
"Is there still this?"

When the outsiders who didn't know the situation heard it, they were surprised, but also interested, and their faces were full of gossip.

"Brother Qian, please explain in detail."

"What's there to say, the Li family, the head of Yongcheng, you haven't heard of it. The eldest son of the Li family is a well-known dandy in our area. Come back, spend a lot of money."

"I've heard of that."

"Later, the elder of the Li family couldn't stand it any longer, and said, no matter what kind of flower boat or painting boat, if he dares to receive his son, even if he spends all his family's wealth, he will not be able to drive on the Yongchuan River. .

From then on, the eldest son of the Li family finally became honest, but he didn't have to be honest for long, and he fell in love with some messy things! "

"What nonsense?"

Foreign tourists asked curiously
"Female ghost! Fox demon!"

The well-informed local man looked around and lowered his voice. Not only did he not show fear on his face, but he had a smile that men could understand.

"Huh?! Can you play this too? Are you afraid of losing your life?"

The scribes who came to visit their friends were shocked.

"That's why you are ignorant and ignorant. In today's world, ordinary demons and ghosts don't dare to kill people, they just collect some yang energy.

For ordinary people like me, the waist and legs are sore and weak at one time, and they can't work for several days, but for those rich sons and brothers, they can make up for it very quickly. On the contrary, they can taste the taste that cannot be experienced in living people. "

"It also……"

The scribe who heard such anecdote for the first time was shocked. After a long time, he shook his head slightly and sighed again and again.

"Rich merchants really know how to play!"

"……still the same."

At the gate of the city, a young man listened to the low-pitched conversation between the two of them. Although it was a statement that subverted the three views of ordinary people, he had not seen similar things once or twice, but he muttered.

In this world where fairies, demons, gods and ghosts really exist, among them are high-ranking, rich and powerful officials and children, after knowing many secrets, what will they enjoy?

When Feng Bingwen was cooperating with Dagan Demon Slaying Division, he had seen a guy who deliberately went to the valley to hide in the valley for fun, and broke into the abandoned house in the deserted village.

I have also seen dudes who fed civet cats with rare and old medicinal materials because they read too many ghost novels, in an attempt to raise a cat girl.

Of course, most of these guys who have already asked the boss of the demon slayer did not end well, because these guys played so outrageously that they were in danger of their lives.

As far as Feng Bingwen knows, in some hidden places where ghosts and gods cannot govern, there are indeed non-human ghosts and ghosts engaged in romantic activities.

This is a relatively formal place, but some guys are not satisfied with it, they just want to experience the thrill of hanging by a thread, and go to the deep mountains and old forests to find those beautiful monsters.

For these dead guys, the government generally doesn't care about them, unless the family they were born in will give them a high reward.

And in this Yongcheng, Mr. Li from the Shoushan family, judging from what he has heard so far, there is a high probability that the situation is similar. The living people have had enough fun, and the relatively safe non-human monsters have also tasted it, but they are still not satisfied. , The guy who wants to die.

To be reasonable, Feng Bingwen doesn't want to care about this kind of guy. If he wants to die, who can he blame, but he does have a benevolent father who is worthy of the name.

Therefore, Feng Bingwen decided to come to the door to have a look. If the problem is not serious, he will help that undead knight Mr. Li solve his body problems, and then help the old man to discipline him. One in a million.

Thinking in this way, Feng Bingwen followed the flow of people and came to a large and impressive deep house compound. At the gate, there were already some "masters" dressed as Taoist monks handing out greeting cards.

Looking at the long line of more than ten feet long, Feng Bingwen smiled lightly, and then climbed over the wall and entered the hospital, not bothering to go through the formal process, anyway, he didn't come for a high reward.

Turning over the courtyard wall, I don’t know how much better than his Feng family’s old house. The wide courtyard comes into view, with carved beams and painted buildings, winding paths and corridors, lakes and ponds, among which jagged lake stones are well arranged, and flowers and grass are splendid and luxuriant.

"found it!"

Even though the Li Mansion is vast, Feng Bingwen found the Mr. Li he was looking for on this trip at a glance. Without him, the big cloud of black air is too conspicuous, and it is difficult to see it or not.

After finding the target, Feng Bingwen casually glanced at the monks and Taoists at the gate who seemed to have extraordinary bearing, but most of them were just fishing in troubled waters. He didn't look too much, and went straight to the backyard of the Li Mansion.

Most of these people who want to earn high rewards are swindlers who have no skills and can only rely on pretending to deceive people, but there are also a few of them who have some real skills.

It's a pity that they are not very capable, and they are basically in the condensing stage. Only one person has condensed three mixed breaths of true qi, and it is easy to deal with ordinary ghosts. Basically impossible.

In fact, this basically reflects the current situation of the cultivation world in Dagan. There are basically no decent sects of immortality in Dagan. Although there are many Buddhist temples, few of them really have inheritance.

If ordinary casual cultivators want to be promoted, there is almost no second choice except to seek refuge in the government. If they simply want to practice on their own, there is basically no way out. Yu Nian, it could not be said that he met an accident halfway and disappeared.

"Ok?"

As soon as he thought about it, Feng Bingwen had already walked to the backyard, and happened to see an old Taoist priest with white hair and childlike face setting up the altar, and was waving a mahogany sword.

Beside the altar, there was an old man in brocade robes with a serious face, and an old woman with an expectant face. Besides, there were more than a dozen servants and servants.

On the opposite side of the altar, a pale young man in brocade clothes fell to the ground, his eyes were bloodshot, although his condition was extremely poor, his expression was exceptionally calm, revealing a sense of satisfaction.

"Why isn't this guy dead yet?"

After finding the goal of this trip, Feng Bingwen's eyes were full of surprise.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this Mr. Li is only pale, with an appearance of overindulgent kidney deficiency, but in the eyes of Feng Bingwen, this Mr. Li is almost drowned by black air.

The essence of black qi is obviously the resentment, yin qi, and hatred that can only be found in ghosts. For living people, a small amount of these will weaken the yang fire, make them confused, and a little bit more will even shorten their lifespan.

The amount of evil energy originating from the resentment of ghosts in Mr. Li's body is enough to kill a normal adult on the spot, or even turn him into a corpse.

But now this Mr. Li is in good condition. Although his face is pale and he looks exhausted due to excessive indulgence, he is still a real living person after all, but his yang energy is weakened to the limit, and he looks like he is dying.

"Extraordinary fate?"

Feng Bingwen frowned, and looked at the stern-faced Li family master. This was the one who had a causal relationship with him. Because his family was rich and willing to do good deeds, so the number of good deeds he provided for Feng Bingwen, close to tens of thousands.

So even if the old man didn't have any problems, Feng Bingwen decided to come and take a look. After all, this young man who likes to be a knight of the dead has become his heart disease, and he is depressed all day long.

"Special physique?"

At present, Feng Bingwen only has these two guesses. There must be something special about this Mr. Li, otherwise all vitality would have been wiped out by the resentment in his body.

"However, what level of ghosts did this guy provoke?"

Feng Bingwen is very curious about this point. Most ghosts can hardly even harm people, and those who can absorb yang energy from living people are regarded as climate.

And like this, in broad daylight, the resentment doesn't disappear, and it still entangles the body, and even the evil spirit that can take the life of a living person is really rare.

This is no longer an ordinary ghost, it is clearly a ghost cultivator with serious cultivation methods, otherwise even a resentful ghost would not be able to leave such a strong yin on a living person.

"The City God doesn't care?"

At this glance, doubts popped up in Feng Bingwen's heart one after another. In a small remote town with a small population, maybe there is no city god sitting in town.

But in a land of mansions, there will naturally be incense gods to suppress the land, and if evil spirits dare to approach, the City God will definitely suppress it with thunderous force, this is their duty.

"...According to the five mountains, the eight seas know the news. The demon king tied his head, guarded my house, the evil and evil dissipated, and the Dao Qi remained forever."

And when Feng Bingwen looked at Mr. Li, the Taoist priest who set up the altar relied on the power of the altar, muttered words, and successfully cast a magic spell for purifying heaven and earth.

Immediately, there was a surge of fresh air, which turned into a purifying force, and fell on Mr. Li who was facing the altar. The magic spell, which was enough to directly evaporate ordinary resentful spirits and ghosts, weakened the black air wrapped around him, and immediately Nearly half of them were cut off.

The yin and yang eyes have been opened, and the old Taoist priest's face showed joy when he saw this scene, but the smile on the corner of his mouth has not yet fully bloomed.

Then I saw that the black energy that had just been weakened on this young man rose suddenly, not only returning to its original heyday, but even if he had his own will, he rose into the sky, turned into a pitch-black skull, opened his mouth wide, and uttered a blow at the old Taoist. With a roar, the invisible soul sound went straight to the old Taoist,

puff!
The dharma altar exploded on the spot, yellow cloth, talisman paper, peach wood... everything that should have the power to suppress evil and exorcise evil spirits was torn apart. Pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, the servants and servants beside him screamed again and again.

(End of this chapter)