Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 242: Killing the Demon on a Rainy Night
rainy night.

In the villa between the mountains, there was a sound of a woman sobbing, and then there was a knock on the far door.

Fang Xuan couldn't help but think about legends about gods and ghosts.

Just as he was about to get up, the knock on the door suddenly stopped.

Fang Xuan turned his head and glanced at Pu Anyu on the bed, who was sleeping soundly.

I don't know if she really believed in Fang Xuan or if she had other means to save her life.

After about a stick of incense, the heavy rain gradually stopped and turned into a sad and continuous drizzle.

Suddenly, there was a loud cry outside, and there was even the sound of people scratching on the door.

Fang Xuan stood up, and the energy around him slowly began to gather, and the room suddenly shone with bright golden light.

At this time, Pu Anyu suddenly woke up, yawned and said: "Quickly gather your strength, your dragon energy can scare the ghost to death accidentally."

As Pu Anyu spoke, he took out a small lamp from his arms, and as the candlelight filled the entire room, it felt a little extra warm for no reason.

Fang Xuan frowned, his pupils were immediately replaced by golden light, and the golden vertical pupils exuded brilliant light.

Things may not seem to be of much use, but they are also treasures.

Fang Xuan hesitated for a moment and asked: "So, in this Yongquan Villa, are there the kind of spirits you mentioned?"

A young man in black clothes with a horizontal sword hanging on his waist was walking at night with an old man. Under the bamboo hat, one of them was worried and the other died generously.

I had been wandering around in the world for several years, and had just returned to Yongquan Villa not long ago. After knowing these inside stories, I had the idea of ​​​​eliminating the troubles of the Villa.

Far away in the alley, two white figures, one large and one small, walked forward in the rain and appeared in Fang Xuan's sight.

The heavy rain soon turned to light rain, and the two of them walked into an abandoned house one after another.

The old man wearing a raincoat had a solemn expression on his face: "Dou Yu, the evil spirit is particularly strong tonight, have you really decided to do this?"

Pu'an Yu lazily put his hands on the armrests of the chair and looked at Fang Xuan with a smile: "You are a bone Shura, but you can still become a ghost? Besides, we are really killed by evil ghosts. We are dead, so we can be a couple in this mountain forest. The desperate mandarin duck is also an interesting story that can be sung and cried. "

"Of course, these yin objects can frighten ordinary people because they are superficial, or they can attach themselves to some weak people, and the phenomenon of "ghosts pressing on the bed" will appear. However, those who have practiced Neijiaquan will have yang energy It’s enough, but they don’t dare to get close.”

This alley is very deep, and since the scene of Yongquan Villa is not connected to the outside world, there are very few people, and it gradually became deserted. Over time, it became a place for the young people of the Villa to practice courage.

In just an instant, the two figures disappeared instantly, and the whispers in the entire alley stopped abruptly.

Fang Xuan returned to the yard and sat down without saying a word. Pu An Yu moved a bamboo stool and sat next to Fang Xuan. He took the initiative to explain: "There are many monsters among the mountains. These creatures are the most special." , some cold and cold ones can affect the souls of ordinary people after death. Over time, what people often call "ghosts" will appear.

Fang Xuan ignored it and walked straight to the courtyard door. After opening the door, the alley outside was gloomy and empty, but there were still whispers.

Fang Xuan said doubtfully: "I just noticed that the Yin Qi on their bodies is much stronger than what you said. There shouldn't be any evil ghosts in this villa!"

Rain curtain, Yongquan Villa.

The young man in black is called Dou Yu. He is a member of the side branch of Yongquan Villa. He has also shown his talent in martial arts since he was a child.

They were two children. Their backs were to Fang Xuan, but their heads were turned a full 180 degrees. They were looking at Fang Xuan at the entrance of the courtyard, grinning silently.

Pu Anyu smiled and said: "Yes, when I first entered the villa, I also saw that there were few people in these mountains and Yang Qi was scarce. This Yongquan Villa has naturally become a place that spirits are happy to yearn for."

The young man in black already had my hand on the horizontal knife and lowered his voice, "If we drag it on any longer, I don't know how many more people will die in Yongquan Villa!"

As for the old man, he was an old resident of a nearby alley. After staying in Yongquan Villa for a long time, he knew some things that others didn't know.

Arriving at the house, Dou Yu pushed open the ancient door. Hengdao had already been unsheathed. The old man beside him took out a yellow talisman from nowhere. He pushed it in front of him with both hands and smiled bitterly as he walked: "Dou Yu, the right time and the right place tonight. He is not on our side!"

The young man Dou Yu hummed, stared at the door in front of him, suddenly turned around, and snatched the yellow talisman from the old man's hand: "That's all, you don't have to go to death with me. Lend me this yellow talisman, if I If you can’t come back, tell the owner tomorrow to collect my body!”

After that, Dou Yu had disappeared into the night. When the old man was about to speak, he looked at the darkness around him, hesitated again and again, gritted his teeth, and followed him: "I don't have a few days to live at my age, so I might as well accompany you!"

Dou Yu was so angry that he slashed at the door with his sword, "Open!"

The sword was so fierce that the seemingly solid gate was cut in half.

As the door collapsed, a dark wind suddenly filled the abandoned house.

The old man kept reciting terms he didn't know where he learned.

next moment.

A pale face with no eyeballs suddenly appeared in front of him, just a few feet away from each other.

The old man was stunned for a moment.

In an instant, the old man felt a kick in his chest, and he flew backwards. After struggling for a while, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

When he woke up again, he was already lying in the guest room of Yongquan Villa. He staggered out of the room and saw Wang Chao with a solemn face.

Wang Chao sighed: "Xiao Yu is not dead, but he has no chance of martial arts in this life."

As the manager of Yongquan Villa, Wang Chao originally wanted to tell the old man that he should not accompany Dou Yu so recklessly.

Just looking at the other party's panic, especially the blood-black scratches on his body, which had not faded even though the night had passed, he sighed, turned around and left.

The old man wanted to ask about Dou Yu's whereabouts several times, but in the end he hesitated and lost his mind.

Early in the morning, Fang Xuan was warmly invited by Wang Chao to attend the Dou family's banquet.

The two of them walked around the entire Yongquan Villa, including streets, ancestral halls, and martial arts arenas.

After returning to the courtyard, Fang Xuan suddenly asked: "No one has cared about Yongquan Villa for more than ten years. Does Manager Wang have any selfish motives for letting us in?"

Pu Anyu nodded, "They can't deal with the things in Yongquan Villa by themselves. According to me, their survival has reached a critical stage. I can't believe that today's dinner is also for this matter."

"If they complain tonight, will you be filled with righteous indignation and come forward!"

Fang Xuan shook his head and said softly: "I think there is a saying that is right, if you are rich, you will benefit the world, and if you are poor, you will be alone.

However, if you insist on coming to Yongquan Villa, don't you just hope that I can come forward? "

Pu Anyu smiled and said, "You can see all this."

Then, she stroked her hair and said, "Who makes you so powerful? Bone Shura is like a chicken in your hands."

Fang Xuan said calmly: "We'd better go our separate ways after I help you get that small thing back."

Pu Anyu immediately grimaced, "Long Jing, you are too heartless!"

Fang Xuan ignored it and continued to ask: "What should I do with that spirit? Kill it?"

Pu Anyu smiled bitterly and said: "It would be a pity to kill a spirit that can catalyze evil things!"

The autumn leaves are cool and the stars are shining!
At the railing of a high-rise building in the distance, a child of seven or eight years old was laughing and joking.

Under the railing, the entire Yongquan Villa appeared in the other party's eyes.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the child's face, and he said to himself: "When these vaginal things are completely swallowed, I will no longer need to rely on this body."

"It's just a pity that this body is born with a pregnant spirit!"

As he was talking, the child suddenly lowered his head, took out a handkerchief and started playing with it.

Above its head, a blue light danced faintly, like a candle in the middle of the night, suddenly big and small, bright and dark!
(End of this chapter)