The rising sun rises in the east, shining golden light.
The rays of light rush in from the eastern sky, spreading over the mountains and fields like a tide, dyeing everything golden and red.
But it stopped abruptly here, as if it had hit an iron wall.
Li Changan and Yan Xinglie looked solemn, and they saw the Soul Locking Valley where the tiger was before the fight.
The ground trend suddenly collapsed here.
High hills, deep valleys, and towering ancient trees.
Thick fog mixed with gray air lingered here. The Taoist priest stood at the mouth of the valley and looked forward. He saw that the thick fog was like a sea of clouds, and the tree crowns that occasionally poked his head looked like scattered islands.
There was very little sound in the valley. The sun cast its light like thousands of sharp swords, piercing into the gray "ocean", but was swallowed up in an instant by the squirming mist.
At the junction of fog and light, Li Changan stood with his sword in his hand. Behind him was the bright world, but in front of him it was like a ghost cave.
No.
That is indeed the Devil's Cave!
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"Taoist Master, you must not do this!"
Time goes back to last night.
The day the White Lotus Saint disappeared was the day when the tiger found a beauty. There is no such coincidence in the world. Li Changan explained his conjecture to Yan Xinglie.
The two of them were about to make a move, but Ma San next to them eagerly spoke to dissuade them.
"It's hard to get to where the tiger is!"
"Although I despise the tiger's behavior, the mandrill's behavior is real. The hundreds of monsters under him are all vicious people. Not to mention that he is hosting a banquet for guests, and there are bound to be more monsters and monsters heading to his lair. Gather together. That place is already a real demon lair!"
"Even if the gods are gone, there is no way they can come out without peeling off their skin. If you two break in at this time, you will be trapped in a desperate situation!"
After saying this truth, there was a moment of silence in the room.
The two of them did take it for granted. As Ma San said, the tiger's location was indeed the dragon's pond and the tiger's den. On the other hand, the two of them, Li Changan was a wild Taoist, and Yan Xinglie was a tiger with its teeth pulled out, both of them could not help.
The bearded man took a long breath, but instead made up his mind and said generously: "Thank you for your kind advice, but Yan Xinglie's duty is that he has to go through this!"
After saying that, he bowed his hands to the Taoist priest and said, "Yan Yan, can you please ask the Taoist priest to help me one more time?"
Li Changan raised his hand to indicate, but it doesn't matter.
"There is a city near here named Pingye, and there is a man named Zhou Tong in the city. I will write a handwritten letter later, asking the Taoist priest to deliver the letter to him."
Delivering a letter?
Li Changan was speechless.
This was not to deliver a message, it was obviously because she was afraid that he would open his mouth and go with her, so she found an excuse to deliberately push him away. The bearded man was already determined to die.
The Taoist opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood? Speaking in general terms. Is it generous and heroic? Or do you want to eat your guts while lying on the firewood? After all, it's your own decision to make.
The Taoist priest poured a glass of talisman wine for the bearded man and drank it in one gulp without saying a word.
As the saying goes, the wind is rustling...
"Taoist Priest, I may have an idea."
Na Ma San suddenly hesitated and said.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward at that time. You said you had a way not to say it earlier. When the atmosphere got heated, you spoke. Are you happy about it?
"Taoist Master, Master Yan." Na Ma San smiled solemnly, "Have you ever heard of 'Monkey's Brew'?"
Monkey brew?
Li Changan nodded. He had naturally heard of this famous wild brew.
There are many records in books, which are probably caused by monkeys piling up hundreds of fruits in tree holes or stone depressions, making wine that smells good for ten miles. In the story, a woodcutter or a drunkard often comes to drink secretly. But remember not to drink too much. Firstly, you will be noticed by the monkeys, and secondly, you will easily die from drunkenness. Once caught by a monkey, "it will die".
"There is a group of monkeys in the mountains nearby. They usually worship the mandrill as the main one, and the object they worship is this 'fruit brew'. We occasionally follow the old ghost to attend the mandrill's wedding banquet."
"I remember one time, when the old mandrill got a particularly beautiful woman, he brought out this 'monkey brew' at the banquet. After the banquet, the floor was filled with drunken fairies."
"If the Taoist Priest and Master Yan mentioned that the woman is really that stunning..."
The Taoist priest and the bearded man said in unison.
"We'll have a chance to take advantage of it!"
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"Watch your step."
Needless to say, Li Changan also opened his eyes wide, staring at the stone path under his feet that was almost buried by weeds.
If you accidentally lose your way, you may never get out again.
After entering the foggy valley, the Taoist priest realized that the valley was not as dead as it seemed from the outside.
Deep in the mist, there are always whispers. Er, mixed with a few bursts of laughter or crying.
Li Changan accidentally looked up and suddenly saw a woman leaning out from behind a tree trunk on the roadside, smiling and waving to him.
The Taoist priest ignored it and just bowed his head and moved forward.
The woman's expression suddenly turned into one of sorrow and resentment. She opened her mouth as if to persuade him to stay, but the sound came out but no words came out.
Seeing the Taoist priest walking away, she eagerly jumped out from behind the tree, but the lower half was empty. Only a cloud of gray air connected with the fog, and in an instant, she was swallowed up by the fog.
Just a remnant soul in the fog.
The ghosts that die in vain, if they lose their minds, will instinctively induce living people to repeat its death method, just like the drowned ghost pulls people into the water, and the hanged ghost persuades people to hang themselves.
And the sounds in the valley were all the cries of innocent souls in the fog.
The Taoist priest couldn't help but ask: "This valley is so remote, where do so many lost ghosts come from?"
"The Taoist priest doesn't know something."
Yan Xinglie's broad figure walked in front of the Taoist priest. At this moment, he had a gray cloak on him. The cloak rolled up in the wind, transforming into Ma San's face.
"Only a small number of these remnant souls in the fog died after getting lost. Most of them were civilians who were plundered by demons in the valley. After their flesh and blood were eaten, their bones were abandoned in the valley. Their souls were also trapped by the fog, and were increasingly corroded and consumed."
"It turns out...cough cough cough!"
A bearded man who was listening attentively was about to nod when he let out a violent cough. And Ma San on the cloak also frowned, obviously struggling to support himself.
"Can you still hold on? How about we separate for now?"
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Time returns to last night again.
"So, the question now is how to sneak into the wedding banquet?"
Both of them set their sights on Ma San, and he was the only one in the room who knew the details.
Ma San thought for a while and then slowly said:
"The monsters are loose and the interrogation is not strict. It is easy to sneak in. However, there must be many monsters with clear ears and noses in the middle, and you need to hide your identity in front of them."
"The Taoist Master is quite simple. Although he is a living person, he seems not to be afraid of the invasion of Yin Qi. Living in the realm of Yin and Yang, as long as he is infected with some Yin Qi, it can be easily concealed."
Li Changan nodded, this was probably the function of "opening the secluded world".
Ma San's eyes turned to Yan Xinglie again.
"It's just that Master Yan is in trouble."
"How to say?"
"Master Yan's qi and blood are as strong as an oven. Even ghosts with lesser spiritual skills dare not approach him. Anyone can see that he is a living person, but it cannot be covered up by a little yin energy."
Yan Xinglie smiled bitterly and said: "There are some things in my luggage that hide the blood, but it's a pity..."
It's a pity that it was lost. It was said but not said.
Namasan thought for a moment and came up with a solution.
"Master Yan, are you afraid of the cold?"
Yan Xinglie laughed and said:
"If you don't avoid being attacked by swords and axes, why should you be afraid of the mere cold?"
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As a result, Ma San turned into a cloak and used his Yin energy to cover Yan Xinglie's Yang energy.
Just like this, Yan Xinglie felt like he was in the middle of winter, with cold air invading his body and coughing all the way; and Ma San seemed to be clinging to the stove, his soul being burned all the time.
Therefore, Li Changan suggested that the man and the ghost should be separated for the time being.
Ma San flatly refused.
"Taoist Priest, please look at our feet. The stone path is becoming more and more obvious. This means that we are approaching the mandrill ahead. If we separate now, if we bump into some monster, all our efforts will be wasted!"
Yan Xinglie also nodded in agreement.
"Ahem, this cough is just an old problem. It's not a problem. It's just Brother Ma San's hard work."
"The Taoist priest has been very kind to us, so why should such trivial matters matter?"
The Taoist priest shook his head and was about to say something.
Suddenly, he saw that the stone road ahead widened and merged into a branch road. On that stone road, a gorgeously dressed woman came holding a red postcard and a sharp mouth.
"Be careful, that's a Qingcheng woman."
Ma San reminded him and stopped talking.
Then, the road became wider and wider, more and more paths merged into it, and more monsters gathered.
迿, prison ox, ghost fox, wild dog, fierce ghost, living corpse, fox demon, snake spirit...
On the stone road in the fog, a parade of hundreds of ghosts was staged.
The Taoist priest and the bearded man were also bold people, and they blended in without changing their expressions.
The Taoist priest also found two conjoined humanoid monsters.
"What kind of monsters are you two?"
"Others call us 'Meng Shuang'."
"Oh, then have you ever seen such a monster?" the Taoist priest gestured. "It's similar to you, but it's a monk with three heads and six arms?"
"Um..." the two monsters responded shyly, "We don't go out often, so we really don't know."
At this time, Baigui suddenly stopped on the spot.
Li Changan kept smiling and just quietly held down the hilt of his sword.
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In the new house, red silk is hung everywhere.
"Alang, when you are like this, I don't care about you."
The white lotus demon girl put on a brand new wedding dress and pushed a man away with a coquettish smile.
This man was also wearing a big red robe, but he was an old man with a wrinkled face. He was short in stature, with his arms hanging down from his knees. The weirdest thing was that he only had one leg in the middle.
This is the "tiger".
The tiger was not angry even after being pushed away, and tried to stick to him again with a shy face.
"My darling, I'm about to go to church anyway, so please let me ease the pain of lovesickness first!"
"That can't be done. I am a daughter of a decent family. It was agreed upon, but only after paying homage to the church..." The enchantress Qing Fei blinked her eyes and burst into tears. "If not for this, I would rather die on this wall. .”
"well."
The tiger grumbled a few times, but he had no choice but to jump out on one foot.
As soon as the door was closed, Concubine Qing's expression immediately changed.
She slapped her arms vigorously, with a look of disgust and disgust on her face.
"This damn old charmer, if I hadn't been sealed off, I would have had to shed my black skin!"
After cursing a few words and looking relieved, she put her hands behind her head.
After a long time, he slowly pulled out half of the mottled gold needle from his spine.
In this little effort, she was already pale and dripping with sweat.
But she gritted her teeth and continued to pull out the golden needle bit by bit.
