I have a long pupil

Chapter 50
squeak~
The sound of the wooden door opening was extremely ear-piercing.

The candlelight of the lantern was dim, and as they moved forward gently swaying, a standard deep house compound appeared in front of them.

This is a three-entry house, bypassing the screen wall, is the main house in the front yard, and it is pitch black at the moment.

The mourning hall in the courtyard has collapsed, the paper figurines and horses are toppled, and the paper money all over the floor has been mixed with rainwater and turned into mud.

One can imagine the chaos at the time.

As soon as Zhang Biao entered this place, he felt extraordinarily gloomy and cold. Looking around, the walls were covered with water droplets.

He was not surprised, and looked around again.

There are coffins in almost every room, usually one large and one small, and there are also individual small coffins.

Some coffins have not been closed yet.

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly, walked into the room, lit a lantern, and looked into the coffin.

Under the candlelight, a woman's face was livid, her mouth was open, her eyes were fixed on him, and the stench of corpses came over her face.

Zhang Biao frowned slightly, and opened his collared shirt.

There is a child with black and green handprints!

"Hee hee hee…"

Suddenly, accompanied by the laughter of children, a shadow flashed in the darkness.

When the lantern shines, it is empty.

"Mystery..."

Zhang Biao snorted coldly, hung up the lantern, pulled a stool, and sat under the eaves of the main room.

He touched the two skin bags on his waist to make sure that the ashes of the underworld fire and the yin talisman beads could be obtained at any time without falling, and then he took off the mask on his face and put it aside.

What he brings now is a homemade ghost mask.

The Nuo Mian Jiangliang is still stuffed in the bosom, one is to avoid being recognized by interested people, and the other is that the energy of swallowing the water charm has been used up, and it will consume true energy to wear it again.

"鬾" ghosts harm people, usually at Zishi, and it's not time yet, those noises are just disturbing.

There is also a saying why it is Zishi.

When ghosts harm people, they are usually marked first, and they are entangled in Yin Qi, which is the so-called being followed by ghosts.

But except near the entrance of the spirit world, if ghosts want to appear, they mostly appear when the sun and moon alternate and yin and yang meet, that is, at dusk and at midnight.

After time, it will return to the spirit world.

Of course, slightly more powerful ghosts will also make some noise at other times.

For example, occasional sounds, strange shadows, or something falling suddenly makes you suspicious.

If you are restless, the three fires on your body are more likely to be extinguished.

hula la...

Sure enough, a paper horse suddenly fell over.

Zhang Biao ignored it, put the horizontal knife on his lap, closed his eyes and crossed his legs, recharging his energy.

Unconsciously,
Rain, it's raining harder...

…………

"what…"

The little leader waiting outside looked around, frowned and said, "Why don't these cats and dogs stop barking?"

Cui Laodao took a sip of his wine, pretending to be profound and said: "When Tai Sui arrives, demons and monsters naturally dare not move rashly, this is called 'power'!"

The little boss scratched his head, and took a closer look, "These beasts...seem to be shaking."

In a small courtyard in the distance.

The candlelight was flickering, Gu Chou was sitting on the grand master's chair, holding an ancient book in his hand to read.

The paper of the book is yellow, and there are still many mildew spots and burn marks. On the cover, "Secrets of the Inner Palace Xuanzang" is impressively written.

The swordsman in white pushed the door open and entered, cupped his hands and said, "President, that man has gone in, and there has been no movement so far."

"Don't worry, we'll find out at the end of the day."

Gu Chou raised his head slightly and saw the white-clothed swordsman secretly looking at the ancient book in his hand. He laughed dumbly and said, "Tongxuan, I have no children in my life, and I treat you as my own. If you have any questions, just ask."

The swordsman in white hurriedly lowered his head, hesitantly said: "Master, this is... that book?"

Gu Chou nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Forget it, now that the matter has come to an end, I will tell you all the causes and effects."

"At the time of Emperor Qianjin in 200 years, the Lianhuazong gang colluded with Zhou Wang Zhaoyu to make trouble. They were originally blocked in the secret passage, which was a fatal situation, but a large number of mysterious masters appeared and rescued them."

"Those people are highly skilled, and they can be called masters in Jianghu. They were in chaos for a while in the capital, and many people involved in this matter were assassinated, and the 'Quiet Street Drum' came about because of this."

"This matter shamed the government and the public, and it became a taboo not to discuss it. It was not until a fire broke out in the palace and the inner mansion that these people mysteriously disappeared."

"My ancestor was a guard in the palace. He snatched this thing from the fire. Knowing that it was the target of those people, he secretly hid it."

"I thought it was a treasure, but who knew it was all absurd fairy tales. If it wasn't for the mention of Xuandu Guan, he would have thrown it aside."

The swordsman in white was thoughtful, "Those people are..."

"That's right, it's the Hidden World Xuanmen!"

Gu Qiu said indifferently: "Who would have thought that Xuandu Temple, the sacred place of martial arts, is actually a practice sect."

"They were the former lords of Kyushu. They were aloof and manipulated the change of dynasties. They lost their power after the great change of the world, but they also hid in secret, waiting for the opportunity."

"If the world is updated today, the Great Liang Dynasty is in decline, the vitality is exhausted, and the Taoist sect is reborn, the world will inevitably be in chaos, and time will not wait..."

White-clothed swordsman Tong Xuan hastily cupped his hands, "I will help Master achieve great things!"

At this moment, the two of them shut up at the same time and looked outside, only to hear the sound of footsteps, and a disciple of the Fragrance Society whispered outside: "President, there is a guest visiting at night, and I will send you a token, saying that you will know it at a glance."

The swordsman in white hurriedly opened the door, took a bracelet from his disciple, and handed it over respectfully, "Master."

Gu Chou took a look and saw the lotus pattern on the bracelet, immediately sneered and said: "Tell them, Yi Chong will do his own business and don't want to deal with outsiders!"

"Yes, President!"

After the disciple left, the white-clothed swordsman said: "Master, is it too early to turn against Xuanmen now?"

Gu Chou shook his head and said: "They are weak now, and they will not come to the capital before the Great Liang Dynasty collapses. Only the Lianhua Sect is sneaky, and I am afraid they have other plans."

"Forget it, just don't bother, how is the preparation going?"

"I've made a batch of firebolts in the Raging Fire Hall, and I sent people to buy them in batches..."

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Yichong Manor, the back door.

The disciple of Xianghui threw the bracelet out, and said coldly: "The president said that Yi Chonghui is a serious businessman and will not deal with suspicious people!"

In the dark and rainy night, there stood three figures, all wearing coir raincoats, with bamboo hats lowered deeply.

The leader took the bracelet, snorted coldly, turned around and left with the others without any nonsense.

When they came to a dark alley, the leader raised his head, and it was the Zhaoguo Temple supervisor, the monk Fashan.

The two next to it are monks in the courtyard.

"Brother Fashan, what should we do?"

"Hmph, this Yi Chong Society even dared to collude with the Killing Sect, and what are you talking about as a serious businessman, if those brothers hadn't returned to the mountain..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Another monk scolded, frowned and said: "I see that my uncle wants a lot of cinnabar dog blood to ward off evil spirits, Senior Brother Fashan, what should I do?"

Fa Shan was about to speak, when suddenly a gust of wind tore through the rain curtain and shot at him, but it was a mace with huge arrows.

Bang!
Fashan let out a scream, and was nailed to the wall by the arrow through his shoulder.

"Brother!"

"Don't talk to me, run!"

On the high eaves, Xu Bai slowly got up from the darkness, his eagle eyes were cold under his white brows, "You want to run away after hugging a rabbit and hitting a wolf?"

After all, he rose into the sky and melted into the rainy night.

Hou Kun blushed with excitement, rushed out of the darkness, and knocked the screaming Fashan unconscious with a stick.

"Damn it, you've made great achievements by being lucky!"

Bang!bang bang!

In the distance, the watchman's feeble voice sounded, "At midnight, be careful with candles..."

…………

Call ~
In the dead and silent mansion, a gloomy wind suddenly blew up.

The candlelight in the lantern flickered suddenly.

In the wet courtyard, white mist rose.

clap la la...

The coffin in the surrounding room vibrated violently.

Zhang Biao opened his eyes suddenly, put the Nuo mask on his face, and looked around with sharp eyes.

In the ear, nursery rhymes suddenly sounded.

"The sky is dark, the night is vast, my mother sewed clothes for me, the stars are dark, and I am heartbroken. Who gave birth to Yekuilang..."

If Zhang Biao felt something, he turned around abruptly.

On the coffin in the main room, sitting a child with a bruised face and ragged clothes, staring straight at him with black eyes, with a strange smile on his face.

It was the little ghost, Aguang.

The eyes of spiritual vision were working, and information flooded in:
鬾 (Yellow Grade [-])
1. The souls of children who have fallen into the spiritual world due to fear will sink into darkness forever. Because of their desire for life, they like to pester women and children.

2. Zi can travel between the two worlds. After being strong, it can melt into the darkness and perform tricks: condense the body, control blood and blood to kill, and fear the sun and flames.

3. Infected by external forces and become ghost servants...

4. Mother, there is a grandma outside the window calling me...

"Boy, help me to save myself!"

Without further ado, Zhang Biao jumped towards the coffin, and at the same time, three Yinfu Liuzhu had been buckled out of his left hand.

Swish!
The little ghost, Ah Guang, suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Biao turned around and landed on the coffin. If he felt something, he suddenly raised his head.

I saw that little ghost lying on the beam of the house, his blue face was exposed in the darkness, he opened his mouth suddenly, with sharp fangs and a big tongue twisting back and forth.

Suddenly, Zhang Biao seemed to be choked by the throat.

Qi and blood were stagnant, and his whole body was stiff.

It's the trick: congealing.

Seeing that Zhang Biao was not moving, the little ghost, Ah Guang, climbed down from the roof upside down, turned his head around, showed a strange smile, stretched out his small black hand, and grabbed his neck.

Puff puff!
Just at this moment, Zhang Biao's Three Yang Real Fire suddenly rose, and the three Yin Talisman Flowing Beads in his left hand were shot out directly.

"ah!"

Accompanied by strange screams, the little ghost Aguang began to twist strangely all over his body.

The ghost is invisible, but three yin talisman flow beads are inlaid on its head, buzzing and spinning.

Without hesitation, Zhang Biao took out another pinch of fire ash from his waist, muttered in his mouth, and recited the ghost spell.

This time, it was like pouring water from a frying pan.

The surrounding coffins slammed, and some corpses sat up suddenly.

Ghosts curse the dead and say that in this place where evil and evil gather and the house is full of corpses, every thought must have a vision.

Zhang Biao didn't care, he circulated his true energy, mixed it with ghost spells, and blew suddenly.

In an instant, the faint blue fire illuminates the darkness...

(End of this chapter)