Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 68 Green Bamboo Shekou
The mist filled the courtyard, and the wind lifted the grass curtain.

Mo Chuan stood up suddenly, stretched out his hand to hold it in the air, drew out the evil spirit sword, and held it in his hand.

He walked to the door, raised the grass curtain with the tip of his sword, and glanced out of the courtyard through the gap.

As far as the eye can see, the heart is horrified.

But I saw more than ten yellow-crowned Buddhist disciples standing in the small courtyard.

Take a closer look, good guy, he knows several of them.

——Taoist Yigan, Chongxuzi, Abbot Tianbao, Taoist Miaozhan...

Seeing the raised curtain, Taoist Yigan in the courtyard clasped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, I'm bothering you late at night!"

Seeing this, Mo Chuan stepped out of the curtain, stepped into the courtyard, and bowed his hands in return: "Dare to ask fellow Taoists, why did you visit this place late at night?"

Taoist Yiqian said: "At the foot of Xinghuan Mountain, in front of Tonghuan Temple, apart from the Banished Fairy Palace, there is probably nothing worth waiting for me to come late at night."

Mo Chuan said: "Fellow Taoists, I'm afraid you may have found the wrong person. The poor Taoist just arrived today. Although I wanted to find the fairy fate, but the opportunity didn't come, I got nothing."

As soon as the words fell, the most irritable person in the crowd rushed out to Xu Zi, pointed at Mo Chuan, and angrily said:
"She smells like yellow skin, and you want to hide the Dragon Jade Rune?"

"Don't cry when you see the coffin, take a good look at what this is?"

Another strange Taoist stood up.

He raised a red lacquered gourd, pulled out the gourd plug, a wisp of brown dust slowly flowed out from it, and suddenly, a smell of smell, magnified by some kind of magic, rushed towards his face.

——This thing is surprisingly mixed with sand and sand from Huang Buyu's blood.

Seeing this scene, Mo Chuan's face darkened, and he sighed in his heart, people's thoughts really change three times a day.

In the morning, Taoist priest Yigan advised Taoist Miaozhan not to fight for immortality.

I don't want to, they have joined hands with various forces to encircle them at night.

Daomen in the world should not be underestimated!

"Fellow daoist, what do you mean by this? Just a few wisps of inexplicable sand and dirt to frame a poor Taoist with a red mouth and white teeth? It's really like a green bamboo snake's mouth, and a hornet's tail with a needle! I think you are stealing your home under the guise of fairy fate." The truth of robbery?!"

Mo Chuan was furious and sarcastically.

"you--"

Several Taoist priests were furious.

The veteran Yigan raised his arm, interrupted his colleagues, and said in a deep voice:
"The fate of the immortal family is only for the virtuous. If the poor guess is correct, then the fate of the immortal family is the mansion of the Heavenly Demon Taoist 200 years ago. It is rumored that the Heavenly Demon Taoist used the Yin Talisman and the Demon Wheel to look down upon one side, and then used the technique of spraying , a strange moment!"

"As long as fellow daoists hand over the Heavenly Demon Daoist Yuhu, we will let fellow Taoists leave. From then on, the Heavenly Demon Dao will be divided into two, and fellow Taoists can not only use it openly, but also don't need to worry about others prying eyes. Isn't it beautiful?"

Looking at this scene, Mo Chuan felt extremely familiar.

That's right, they are so yin and yang and mocking the old way of Yanzhen.

It's really evil!
Possessed body Yanzhen old way was made things difficult by them;

Now that he came here in real body, they made things difficult for him again?
Why, is this a horoscope?
Or is fate out of line?
"Ha ha……"

Mo Chuan smiled: "Pindao didn't take Xianyuan, how can I hand it over, can't I just make up nonsense?"

"Don't toast and don't eat fine wine!"

"Why are you talking nonsense with him, Wu Na Yaodao, look at the sword!"

The whole courtyard was full of yellow-crowned Buddhas and they couldn't sit still.

One of the Taoist priests made a formula with both hands, and a flying sword made a "swoosh", and it shot out, shining like a thunder!

"Amitabha!"

Another sound of the Buddha's name, and a golden seal of killing monsters and eliminating demons, appeared in the air, wandering around and suppressing them.

"Lightning Mother Thunder God, with supernatural powers of rapid descending, hurry like a law!"

Billowing dark clouds instantly covered the galaxy, and thunderbolts twinkled and twisted in it, turning into electric snakes, overwhelming rivers and seas.

All of these are slow to say, but in fact they appear simultaneously in an instant.

The yellow-crowned Buddhist disciples in the courtyard seem to have a tacit understanding, and they choose to do it at the same time, and all kinds of majesty appear, which is really shocking!
The world is silent, and Russia is noisy like thunder.

When the lightning fell, the seal of Buddha was also photographed in the sky.

There is also a magical sword chasing thunder and lightning, and the stars rush to him, trying to kill Mo Chuanxiang's head.

"Ah--"

Facing this appalling scene, Mo Chuan's mouth curled into a sneer, and his figure suddenly faded away.

The moment he left, he faintly heard a loud voice: "...Stop!"

There are even more ten thousand spells coming out.

Mo Chuan was surprised... Did he meet a knight?Or black eat black?

Before he lost his mind, he had already returned to the real world.

The endless hustle and bustle also quietly receded at this moment, like a realistic illusion.

Mo Chuan put away the evil spirit sword, sat down on the sofa, looked at the ceiling chandelier, and let his thoughts wander.

Jianghu experience is still too little.

In other words, the Three Thousand Avenues are as complicated as sand.

A lot of experience, in the face of the mysterious and unpredictable divine channel technique, does not work at all.

This point can be known by referring to the few Taoism methods he has mastered.

It's a pity that the vest of Taoist priest Mingchen can no longer be used.

Fortunately, he is in charge of the technique of spraying, so it is not difficult to change his appearance.

"Dong dong dong..."

While his mind was wandering, Mo Chuan was awakened by a hasty knock on the door.

Mo Chuan was startled, and glanced at the clock.

After eleven o'clock at night.

Who will come to him at this time?

Wrong food delivery, or community warmth?
Mo Chuan rubbed his face, got up and walked to the door, and glanced outside through the cat's eyes, his face suddenly became strange.

"Crack!"

He opened the door, only to see a weak girl standing outside the door.

She is about twenty-eight years old, with delicate features, looks like Wang Qiang, and looks like a Chu girl.

Xu Shi ran wildly all night, dripping with sweat, his pretty face was as pink and tender as jade, and his hair was wet and sticking to his forehead.

Even in the dark night, it doesn't hide that charming temperament that I still feel pity for.

She was wearing simple and coarse linen clothes, and her white skin was exposed amidst the ragged clothes.

"My lord, can you save the little girl? My cruel father forced me to marry Liu Yuanwai as a concubine. If the little girl doesn't agree, he will beat me to death!"

When the girl saw Mo Chuan, her tears couldn't stop flowing, and her whole body trembled like a quail.

"Come in, come in and talk!"

Hearing the words, Mo Chuan quickly moved aside to get out of the way.

"Thank you, Young Master, for taking me in!"

The woman looked happy and raised her foot to step in.

The moment they passed shoulder to shoulder with Mo Chuan, the narrow door frame made it inevitable that their bodies would touch each other.

The woman's expression suddenly became ashamed, and a blush rushed from her neck to her snowy cheeks.

then……

She walked into the living room with two legs, and her upper body fell to the ground. Only her head was still shyly suspended in the air.

Because of her hair, Mo Chuan held her in his hand.

"Son..."

In the next second, the girl's complexion froze, and her face paled immediately!

"My wife doesn't come from 1000 years ago."

Mo Chuan grinned, his eyes were cold.

Hearing the words, the girl's head twisted suddenly, turning into a hideous and grotesque snake's head, and the hair Mo Chuan grabbed suddenly turned into snake scales standing up.

Following the change of the girl, the familiar living room around her quickly faded away.

(End of this chapter)