Liao Zhai Great Kind People

Chapter 37

Inside the palace, in the open space in front of the Compassionate Ning Palace.

Zhang Xiu was cooking the bacon attentively, sitting beside Yan Feng who covered his mouth and nose with a damp cloth.

Taoist Xuantian's majestic mana formed a protective shield, which tightly wrapped her and Zhang Xiu, preventing the intrusion of smoke.

After a while, Taoist Xuantian frowned, and said impatiently: "You called me and asked me to make this mana shield for you, just to show me your bacon?"

Zhang Xiu patiently explained: "It is very important to me not to be smoked."

Taoist Xuantian asked suspiciously: "Why?"

Zhang Xiu straightened her face and said, "Because I——do not eat fireworks!"

"..."

Taoist Xuantian drooped his eyelids, and didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

Zhang Xiu continued: "You pulled me over to help, but you ran to hide yourself. There is no such reason in this world. Now it is almost certain that the court lady's case was not done by the imperial concubine, so you should have no scruples." Bar."

Only then did Taoist Xuantian understand that Zhang Xiu was narrow-minded and wanted to take revenge on her, so he gave him a sideways glance and said, "I'm not afraid of implicating that imperial concubine. I didn't find any trace of the evildoer, which is why the Queen Mother brought you here."

Zhang Xiu snorted and said, "It seems that you probably didn't look for places like stinky ditches. Mosquitoes like to hide in dark and damp places like that."

As he spoke, Zhang Xiu looked at Yan Feng who was sitting by the fire and turning the bacon.

A black mosquito approached Yan Feng's back silently.

Searching his body for a long time, he found that Yan Feng was wrapped tightly, not even a trace of skin was exposed.

The mosquito ate for a while, and landed on Yan Feng's neck. The straw on his mouth stretched suddenly, piercing his neck through his clothes.

After a while, the mosquito froze suddenly and slowly fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a red light flashed, and the mosquito suddenly turned into a young man covered in black lines, lying on the ground, retching violently.

"Ouch... your blood, bearded man, why does it stink so much!"

While retching, the young man looked at Yan Feng angrily, as if he wanted to throw him into the fire.

This mosquito spirit is the monster that sucked up the blood of those maids.

He who was sleeping was suddenly awakened by the smoke. When he came out to check, he found that the palace was full of thick smoke, so that he had nowhere to hide.

Hearing the discussion of the palace people, he realized that the culprit was Zhang Xiu, who was angry and wanted to take revenge.

After hiding in the dark and observing for a while, he found that Zhang Xiu and Taoist Xuantian were covered with a layer of mana, which made him a little uncomfortable, so he turned his idea to Yan Feng.

Unexpectedly, after taking this mouthful, his mouth would be full of stench, almost fainting him, retching, and yelling at Yan Feng angrily: "Are you a maggot, why blood smells worse than feces! "

Yan Feng turned his face in a heartless manner, took off his clothes, revealed the small bag tied all over his body, and said, "I think it might be because you're really sucking feces!"

Mosquito Essence's face turned pale in an instant, and he spat it out with a vomit.

Yan Feng looked at his distressed look, and laughed in a good mood. When Zhang Xiu asked him to tie feces and disgusting mosquito spirits on his body, he refused at first.

But seeing Mosquito Jing's wonderful expression now, he felt that all his sacrifices were worth it. He unloaded the feces tied to his body, and pointed at Zhang Xiu with a smile: "As the saying goes, there is a grievance and a debtor. He came up with the idea, if you want revenge, go to him, don't go to the wrong person."

Mosquito spirit glared at Zhang Xiu with resentment, Zhang Xiu smiled slightly, and said, "I have two news, good and bad, and the bad news is that you won't be able to avenge your hatred, because we will kill you soon. you."

"Well, the good news is that we don't have to kill you, because there is poison in the shit, and you may be poisoned to death first."

"Poison in shit??"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mosquito Essence immediately felt dizzy in his head, and his lungs were about to explode with rage. He let out a loud cry, and two transparent wings appeared behind him. Zhang Xiu sprints over!

Taoist Xuantian focused his eyes, waved his long sleeves, and a red light fell, covering the head of Mosquito Essence.

Seeing that the red light was about to hit the mosquito spirit's head, suddenly, a red light rose from the mosquito spirit's body against the sky, smashing through the red light shot by Taoist Xuantian in an instant.

A silk ribbon shining with blood-red light suddenly appeared in the hands of Mosquito Essence!

"Nine-turn ghost belt!"

Seeing the silk sash in Mosquito Jing's hand, Taoist Xuantian's face turned pale instantly, and his body stepped back abruptly.

The Mosquito Essence pursued her closely, with a sneer in his mouth, and waving the silk ribbon with a ferocious face, he chased after her.

It was the first time that Zhang Xiu saw such a terrified look on the face of the national teacher, he couldn't help but stare blankly, and soon came back to his senses, and asked Yan Feng: "What is the rope in the monster's hand?"

Yan Feng's complexion was heavy, and he said in a low voice: "Nine turns of ghost sash! To sacrifice this magic weapon, one needs to find a woman, kill her nine times in a row, and attach all the grievances and souls of her nine lives to this silk sash .

After the magic weapon is refined, it can break all the skills of the practitioner, it is very vicious! "

Zhang Xiu gasped: "Then... we won't overturn the car today, right?"

Yan Feng probably understood what he meant, cut his right hand silently, smeared the blood on the flying sword, and poured mana into the sword frantically.

In an instant, it seemed as if a brilliant sun had risen in the dark night, instantly illuminating the entire Compassion Palace!

"Heaven and earth are boundless, Mysterious Heart is righteous! Mysterious Heart is mysterious, and all dharmas are unified!"

Mosquito Spirit, who was chasing Taoist Xuantian, suddenly sensed a strong sense of crisis, turned his head, and a bright sword light came with invincible power. In the blink of an eye, it had come to his back, and it was about to hit him back heart!
At the very moment, Taoist Xuantian who was running away suddenly turned around, and was about to cast her spell with a wave of his hand!
The mosquito spirit broke out in a cold sweat, raised her right hand, and the nine-turn shadow turned into a bloody light and entangled Taoist Xuantian, making her unable to move.

At the same time, all his mana was condensed on the steel needle in his mouth, and the red light was shining brightly, as if the tip of the needle was pointed at the wheat awning, and he precisely pressed the steel needle in his mouth against the edge of the sword!
In the midst of the cremation, the steel needle and the flying sword were in a stalemate for a moment, and the flying sword's light suddenly dissipated, turning into an ordinary soldier, and fell to the ground with a clang.

At the same time, there was a clicking sound, and the steel needle in the mosquito's fine mouth broke, and blood trickled down the broken steel needle.

Mosquito Jing swallowed the steel needle back into his mouth with pain on his face, and staggered towards Yan Feng with red eyes: "Bastard, I broke my life-killing needle, I will kill you..."

However, he had just taken two steps when he suddenly heard a gust of wind blowing from behind his head.

Turning around and looking, Zhang Xiu hit him on the forehead with a stick, and a pure masculine force struck him, smashing his brains apart in an instant!
Mosquito Jing screamed in pain, fell to the ground, shook his head and was about to stand up and fight back.

At this time, Zhang Xiuhu bent his body and grabbed his bleeding head. A strange red light flashed in his eyes. His straight eyes met the blurred vision of the mosquito spirit.

(End of this chapter)