One person and three dogs, the heavens walk sideways

Chapter 85 Female ghost Dong Xiaoyu, Qiusheng's road to ghosts
Chapter 82 Female Ghost Dong Xiaoyu, Qiusheng's Road to Japanese Ghosts (subscription required)

In the main hall, the anger on Uncle Jiu's face hadn't dissipated yet. Qiu Sheng really hurt Uncle Jiu's heart this time, as well as God.

Seeing this, Wan Yu sighed softly: "Brother Dao, don't be too angry, Qiu Sheng has a temper, and he suffered a loss this time, so he will pay attention later."

"There are some things that I cannot fully control, and there are always mistakes and omissions."

Uncle Jiu hesitated to speak, holding his breath in his heart and feeling very uncomfortable.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm not only angry with Qiusheng's profligate temperament, but also bored. This guy has absolutely no concept of us waiting for his elders to pay for him!"

"Teacher Tiandi, I am the only literary talent left. Then Qiusheng has an aunt, but how long can his aunt help him?"

"As his master, I am his father. Is it possible not to worry about his future affairs?"

"This villain really disappointed me!"

"The wealth that I saved for them has been completely consumed by this medicinal bath, alas..."

"Cultivation is difficult, and believers are even more difficult!"

"Life is the hardest!"

Facing Uncle Jiu's exclamation, Wan Yu didn't know whether to answer or not.

In fact, if Uncle Jiu's strength is not nestled in the small town of Renjia Town, it would be easy to go outside to make a fortune.

Every time I do something, I also charge a hard fee, unlike those who ask for money.

So how much money can you save?
Look at Taoist Master Simu, he drove corpses to give away to guests. Over the past few decades, he has saved a box of small yellow croakers.

One trip is nearly a hundred oceans, Uncle Nine is just too boring, a capable and kind old man with a dark belly.

Otherwise, he would have made a fortune long ago. Of course, this is also related to Taoist practice.

Taoist practice, one cause and one effect, you will get as much reward as you do, and you will not ask for prices.

"Brother Dao, why do you think so much, follow Qiu Sheng tonight and take down that female ghost."

"Hmph, I want to take it down. The disciples that Pindao spent so much energy cultivating, in just one night, were almost scrapped by the old man!"

"If you don't take that ghost, it's hard to solve the hatred in my heart!"

The peaceful Uncle Jiu's face also showed a three-point hostility. Wan Yu shook his head and laughed when he saw Uncle Jiu's appearance: "Okay, I'll accompany Brother Dao tonight to see which daring ghost it is."

The two were chatting, and Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, who were resting in the room, asked with curiosity in their eyes at this moment: "Qiu Sheng, how does that woman taste?"

Qiu Sheng was lying on the bed, moaning a little bit in his throat, but the aftertaste on his face was also full of rippling.

"That taste, Wencai, you don't know. She has excellent figure, appearance and skills. Alas, Master is also blind. How can such a woman be a ghost?"

"Being beaten up like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to make an appointment tonight, oh..."

Wen Cai said enviously: "When did I have such a good fortune?"

"you?"

Qiu Sheng curled his lips and shook his head: "Forget it."

crunch.

The door was pushed open, Uncle Jiu was holding a bottle of medicine, looking at Qiu Sheng with a dark face.

"Wen Cai, give Senior Brother Ni medicine!"

The more he watched, the more angry he became, Uncle Jiu slapped Qiu Sheng again.

"Ouch!"

"Humph!"

Waiting for Uncle Jiu to leave, Wen Cai began to apply medicine to Qiu Sheng. This medicine was very effective. Uncle Jiu brought it down from Maoshan, and it was very effective in treating the bruise.

As soon as the medicine was applied, the blood stopped oozing immediately, and at the same time, a sense of coolness surrounded the buttocks, making Qiu Sheng moan in comfort.

"Hiss, it's so cool!"

"Master is such a good medicine, I don't know how to take it out earlier, but it hurts me to death."

"Hey, just make trouble, be careful that Master will beat you up again!"

"Tomorrow is the time for Uncle Shi to teach us Chinese martial arts. Let's see what you do then."

Wen Cai gloated at the side: "According to my uncle's nature, if you want to ask for leave to escape, you probably don't even think about it. It's just a small injury. With my uncle's temper, tsk tsk..."

"No way, my uncle should not be like this with such a serious injury?"

Until the evening, Qiu Sheng had long forgotten about the rest.

The feeling of coolness coming from the buttocks made me feel no pain at all. Uncle Jiu's beating only hurt the skin and muscles, and nothing happened to the muscles and bones.

Therefore, Qiu Sheng felt that he could get up again.

I slowly got up, except for a little pain, I didn't feel anything at all.

This made Qiusheng very excited!

Looking at Wen Cai who was dozing off while sitting on one side, and seeing that the lights in Master's room had been turned off, and now the moon was high, it might be almost late at night.

Carefully getting up, Qiu Sheng put on his clothes lightly, opened the door, faced the moonlight, climbed over the wall and went out.

And the moment Qiu Sheng left, Uncle Jiu opened his eyes, his face was black and blue, and he was very angry. He was wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a Taoist bag, and followed behind him.

On the way, Qiu Sheng limped towards the West Street, his face twitched slightly, obviously the wound was affected by walking, the pain was so painful and he still forgot to make an appointment with the female ghost, what a lecherous hungry wolf.

Finally, in an alley, the lights were bright, but all the lights were white lanterns.

Looking full of yin, Qiu Sheng pushed open the courtyard door.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu!"

A gust of fragrant wind hit, Dong Xiaoyu looked at Qiusheng affectionately, noticed the blood on Qiusheng's buttocks, and quickly asked, "Qiusheng, what's wrong with you?"

Qiu Sheng put his arms around Dong Xiaoyu's shoulders, with an angry expression on his face: "My master beat you, and said you are a female ghost, sucking my yang energy, Xiaoyun, are you kidding me?"

"I've been with Master for so many years, and it's not like I haven't seen a female ghost before. How could I not recognize it? Besides, how can there be such a beautiful female ghost as you?"

Dong Xiaoyu's body trembled, with a somewhat unnatural expression on her face.

"Qiu Sheng, stop talking, come in with me, and I'll take a look at your injuries."

Qiu Sheng was fascinated by the fragrance of Dong Xiaoyu's body, and his eyes showed confusion.

Lying on the bed where the fragrance was blowing, his soft and slender fingers began to unbutton his pants with a slight hint of coolness, and his heart trembled even more when they scratched on the skin.

Looking at the scabbed wound, Dong Xiaoyu heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time covered Qiusheng with a breath of dark Yin Qi covering the wound, and the wound began to grow new flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I didn't expect that you, a ghost, really have a three-point friendship, and you are willing to give up the original ghost energy."

Wan Yu walked into the courtyard slowly, and Uncle Jiu also stood in the courtyard with a cold face.

The moonlight is like water, cool but not brilliant.

Uncle Jiu holds a mahogany sword: "Qiu Sheng, come out!"

Qiu Sheng trembled when he heard Wan Yu's voice, and quickly got up, not realizing that the injury on his buttock was almost healed.

Hearing Uncle Jiu's voice now, his face became even more anxious.

"Master, uncle, why are you here?"

Dong Xiaoyu also walked out of the house, looking at Uncle Jiu and Wan Yu, feeling a little more helpless in her heart.

"Why are we here, do you still have the nerve to say?"

His eyes fell on Dong Xiaoyu: "Tonight I will give you two choices, either your soul will fly away, or you will go to the underworld to reincarnate."

In a hurry, Qiu Sheng stopped Dong Xiaoyu: "Master, uncle, Xiaoyu is not a female ghost. Look, she has a shadow under the moonlight!"

"Master, I've been with you for so long, can the female ghost not recognize you?"

"Xiaoyu is so kind to me, how could she be a female ghost!"

Wan Yu sighed, "Qiu Sheng, come here."

"Uncle Master!"

"come over!"

Wan Yu's complexion darkened, and his whole body was directly pressed against Qiu Sheng's body, and Qiu Sheng's heart felt cold all of a sudden.

Dong Xiaoyu took a deep breath and stepped forward: "You two real people, I have no ill intentions towards Qiusheng."

"It is because you have no malicious intentions that you are allowed to choose. If you have malicious intentions, you will die today."

Uncle Jiu pulled Qiu Sheng over and kicked him.

"Get back!"

"Master!"

boom!
Wan Yu's hands were not so light, he kicked it over in an instant, his strength circulated, he kicked it flying, hung it on the wall, spurted out a mouthful of black blood with three points of coldness, and it froze in the air. popsicles.

"Autumn!"

Anger flashed in Dong Xiaoyu's eyes, his long sleeves fluttered, and he went straight to Wan Yu's face like a horse.

"court death!"

Blood burst out all over his body, he punched across the air, and with a bang, the ancient sword was unsheathed, a cold light flashed, and the white sleeves exploded like a goddess scattering flowers.

Uncle Jiu's hand printed the formula together, the red light of the peach wood sword flashed, and the sword was handed out, and the magic power rushed down. Dong Xiaoyu was caught off guard, screamed, and the wooden sword flew out backwards through his chest.

In Qiu Sheng's eyes, this scene was not only shocking, but also lonely!

"Xiaoyu, you are such a ghost..."

Wan Yu took a step forward, thunder sounded, five fingers were like mountains, he pressed down with one palm, the sky tilted, and there was a loud explosion.

"what!"

Screams resounded in the dark night, palms fell, Yin Qi collapsed, Dong Xiaoyu could no longer maintain her beautiful appearance.

The clothes all over his body turned into tatters, his face was rotten, and there were still maggots hanging on it, crawling slowly.

Uncle Jiu sneered: "Qiu Sheng, look, this is your Xiaoyu."

Dong Xiaoyu turned the whites of her eyes outward, but she could still feel the emotions emanating from her body.

Looking at Dong Xiaoyu's appearance, Qiusheng recalled everything last night in his mind, and suddenly his stomach churns.

"vomit!"

"Ha ha……"

"Ha ha……"

A burst of black air surged, and bursts of resentment suddenly rose in the void, Dong Xiaoyu's throat was hoarse, and the void screamed like a night owl.

"Qiu Sheng, Qiu Sheng..."

At this moment, grief, indignation, and despair suddenly rose in Dong Xiaoyu's body.

Wan Yu shook his head as he watched, this is also a bad fate.

Because of love and hatred, he is about to turn into a ghost now.

The same goes for Qiu Sheng, who has unplugged Ruthless, a fighter among scumbags.

Uncle Jiu turned over the gossip mirror in his hand, pinched the Yin Jue, and followed the trend of a moonlight falling down.

The gossip mirror flashed golden light, and a golden beam fell on Dong Xiaoyu.

The black air and resentment continued to dissipate, and for a while, the wailing continued.

Every time Qiu Sheng screamed and screamed, the expression on his face became numb.

Wan Yu looked at Dong Xiaoyu, who was enveloped in black air. Under the golden light, the resentment dissipated by one point, and then rose by three points.

The expression on Qiusheng's face fell on Dong Xiaoyu every second and every frame, making her resentment more intense.

Seeing that Uncle Jiu was about to be overwhelmed: "Qiu Sheng, go back!"

Seeing this, Wan Yu stomped his feet and smashed down the barrier with a hammer. In an instant, under the blood of the sun, the resentment collapsed, and the soul and body began to collapse as soon as the golden light shone.

(End of this chapter)