Chapter 133

"Old guy, I'll give you a way out, and you don't even know what to do!" Zhang Faqiu chased after him, and kicked the old guy unceremoniously.

"Ah! General, please spare me, I have no choice but to!" Daoist Zhang bitterly said, this time, no matter how fierce he looked before, he has already become like a dead dog begging for mercy.

"Begging for mercy?" Zhang Faqiu spat unceremoniously, "What did you just say? I'm sure I'm going to die today? Your uncle, can you tell me again?"

"General, the villain is really forced to be helpless. That Zhang Daotian has a higher status than me. He taught me what to do. How dare I not do it?"

At this moment, Zuo Ci came up, cast a cold glance at Zhang Daoye, and waved his hand to stop Zhang Faqiu's movements: "Tell me where Zhang Daotian is, and you will save yourself from death."

"This……"

Zhang Daoye hesitated for a moment, very afraid, but he still said: "Qiucheng..."

"En." Zuo Ci nodded, and looked at Daoist Zhang with a half-smile, "You were able to tell about the Shushan incident before, you must know my temperament. The thing I hate the most in my life is being deceived."

"Understood! How dare I deceive you?" Daoist Zhang was as docile as a pug at this time.

At this time, the sky was getting dark gradually, Zhang Faqiu helped Zhang Biao up, Zuo Ci looked at it and said, "It's okay."

Zhang Faqiu nodded, carried Zhang Biao on his back, and walked outside.Zuo Ci asked Daoist Zhang to help transport all the coffins around here, set a big fire, and burned Ashura's body as well.

Zhang Faqiu noticed that Asura's body... looked like iron!
Zuo Cidao: "As one of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, the Asura of Buddhism is used to protect the Dao, but more than 100 years ago, someone in the Dao Sect obtained the method of refining Asura, and used the magic of raising ghosts to raise them. Asura."

"Emotions, you already know that these are all a game?" Zhang Faqiu was speechless for a while, that is to say, when he was besieged just now, Zuo Ci hid in the dark and watched?

Feeling a little embarrassed by Zhang Faqiu, Zuo Ci nodded: "Only Zhang Jiao's lineage understands the technique of playing nightmare, so when I saw Corpse Nightmare, I probably already had some guesses, but I didn't dare affim."

Zhang Faqiu smiled wryly: "Remember to say it later, you don't know that I was scared to death just now."

Zuo Ci laughed: "When I was hiding below, I saw you killing all directions. You are extremely powerful."

"I can't admit cowardice in front of the enemy anymore!" Zhang Faqiu curled his lips and said very seriously.

"Hey! Tell me about all your conspiracies and tricks. Did you start plotting against me when you kidnapped Li Mojin?" Zhang Faqiu shouted, Zhang Daoye limped on a wooden stick Walking beside Zhang Faqiu, when he heard Zhang Faqiu's words, he immediately smiled bitterly and said:
"General, I really didn't plot against you this time..."

Zhang Daoye said it again, it was originally Jin Ao who was going to deal with Li Mojin and Zhang Faqiu, and then he called their group, but when they were outside the pavilion, everyone looked like Zhang Faqiu. Flying sword stunt frightened.

Especially Zhang Daoye, his natural way of flying sword skills is not something that ordinary people can cultivate successfully, even many famous people in Taoism cannot drive flying swords.

But this guy was holding a breath in his heart. It happened that Zhang Daotian was in charge of raising Xiu Luogui here, so Zhang Daoye got in touch.

Zuo Ci has always been someone from Zhang Jiao's lineage who wanted to get rid of him very much. As soon as Zhang Daotian heard that Zhang Daoye said that he had seen Zuo Ci's disciple, he immediately acted and set up a trap here, all for the sake of getting Zuo Ci Attracting it, and then attracting the Asura ghost, killing Zuo Ci, and eating Zuo Ci's flesh and blood, will definitely cause a qualitative change in Asura.

It's just that no one thought that Zuo Ciqiang's change of state, the Shura ghost who didn't make it, was as fragile as paper in front of her.

"Weird, then how did you make the corpse nightmare? Could it be that you can make a corpse nightmare with just anyone on top?" Zhang Faqiu asked curiously.

"General, you fought with a ghost last night, and you tore the clothes on your body, right under the nails. We got the pieces of your clothes out from under his nails, so that we can create the nightmare." Daoist Zhang was honest, he said whatever Zhang Faqiu asked.

"Doesn't this mean that you can create something like a nightmare if you just find any clothes?" Zhang Faqiu was a little terrified.

Zuo Ci glanced at Zhang Faqiu: "How can it be so easy? If it was so easy to create a nightmare, Zhang Jiao would have been invincible long ago."

Zhang Daoye explained further, and Zhang Faqiu finally understood that Nightmare requires very special materials to activate. This kind of materials takes a long time to prepare, and they are very precious. The success rate of cultivating them will be very low. .

The biggest shortcoming is that there are enough materials for such a nightmare, but it may not be successful. No matter who does it, there will be a high failure rate.

Zhang Faqiu was speechless for a while, feeling that his luck was so bad? ,

Walking out of the mass burial ditch and passing through the woods, the sky was already dark. The soldiers of Zhang Faqiu's army camped directly beside the pavilion according to Zhang Faqiu's instructions.

Seeing that Zhang Faqiu came back with injuries on his body, a group of warriors were also dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.

Zhang Faqiu said: "It's just a minor injury, it doesn't get in the way, let Wen Cai settle down first."

A group of warriors carried Zhang Biao into the barracks and began to check Zhang Biao's injuries. As Zuo Ci said, there was basically nothing serious.

After a busy day, Zhang Faqiu also suffered a lot of injuries. Naturally, there was a military doctor in the army, who gave Zhang Faqiu some herbal medicine hastily, and fell asleep.

Originally, Zhang Faqiu was very interested in Zhang Daoye's story about Zuo Ci's killing spree on Mount Shu. He wanted to ask Zuo Ci about it, but he stopped his curiosity deeply.

If Zuo Ci is willing to talk to himself, he will naturally talk to himself, and for an old Taoist priest who has lived for hundreds of years, some very interesting and fascinating things will always happen to him.

As for Zhang Daoye, he was in Zuo Ci's barracks, with Zuo Ci, Zhang Faqiu was naturally not worried that this guy would escape under Zuo Ci's eyes.

Lying on the simple bed, Zhang Faqiu soon fell asleep.

In a daze, when he slept until midnight, Zhang Faqiu seemed to hear someone calling his name, the voice was far away, fluttering and inaudible.

Zhang Faqiu was also in a daze, so he responded casually. A gust of wind chased away Zhang Faqiu's barracks. Zhang Faqiu saw a woman appearing in his own tent, smiling at him, and the sound came out of his mouth. Very ethereal, with a very strong allure...

"Faqiu...Zhang...Fa...Qiu..."

Zhang Faqiu sat up from the bed and looked at the woman: "Who are you and what do you want me to do?"

"Don't you recognize me? How long have we been apart, and you don't recognize me?"

As she spoke, the woman covered her face and began to cry.

Hearing the woman's cry, Zhang Faqiu felt as if he had seen this woman somewhere before, so he stepped forward and asked with some uncertainty, "Have I seen you somewhere before?"

"Of course I have. You have already forgotten who I am? No wonder my mother often said that men are all heartless, and no one has a conscience! The hearts of men in the world are all made of iron and black!"

After hearing this, Zhang Faqiu was speechless for a while, what kind of theory is this?He was just talking nonsense, but he didn't know why, his head was dizzy for a while, but when he looked at the woman who appeared suddenly in front of him, he felt very familiar.

Zhang Faqiu turned his head and looked, there happened to be a wooden shelf not far away, and there was a basin of cold water on it, which was used to wash his face before going to bed. At the moment when his mind was in a coma, Zhang Faqiu walked up to it, He picked up the water and splashed his cheek.

"Hey..." The woman's cry sounded very charming at first, but after hearing it again, it felt very terrifying, like a female ghost howling and crying under the dark night.

Zhang Faqiu couldn't help shivering. When he looked back this time, there was no beautiful woman on the ground. It was just a half-human tall red-eyed white-haired fox, covering his face like a human, with his mouth There was a creaking sound, and the hairs on Zhang Faqiu's back suddenly rose!
"The monster is making trouble!" Zhang Faqiu roared, grabbed the washbasin in front of him, and threw it down at the big red-eyed white-haired fox!

"Gah!"

The big red-eyed white-haired fox uttered a scream, jumped out of the military tent, and disappeared into the night.

Zhang Faqiu yelled: "Go with the sword!"

"Zheng!"

The Yitian sword placed next to the pillow flew out at once, but failed to catch up with the target, causing the big red-eyed white-haired fox to escape!
Zhang Faqiu chased out of the army tent, holding the sword in his hand, staring at the night under the night.

At this time, Zuo Ci heard the noise, and immediately came outside, looked at Zhang Faqiu with some puzzlement, and hurriedly asked, "What did you see?"

"A fox turned into a woman and came to our military tent. I was almost fascinated by her!"

Zhang Faqiu was afraid for a while, if he hadn't happened to have a basin of cold water to wash his face in his military tent, as long as he walked up to the fox tonight, the big red-eyed white-haired fox might turn around and show his original shape, bite him to death and eat him.

When Zuo Ci heard this, his expression became serious: "You come to our military tent."

Zhang Faqiu nodded, went back to the military tent and took Ming Hong Dao away, when the patrolling soldiers came over, Zhang Faqiu waved his hand and said: "I have something to talk to Master, you should cheer up. "

When he came to the military tent, Zhang Daoye had already slept like a dead pig, snoring like thunder.

Zuo Ci lit an oil lamp, Zhang Faqiu sat down opposite him, and said with a serious expression: "Your nightmare has not been resolved, there will be many monsters looking for you now, once you relax, maybe... ..."

"What might happen?" Zhang Faqiu was a little scared. Who would not be afraid of such a situation?
"Once you relax, those monsters may occupy your body, become another you, and live in this world."

(End of this chapter)

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