This time their mission was to collect the body and deliver it to the hometown that Hu You said for burial.
Huyou will be waiting for them in his hometown.
As luck would have it, their hometown of Lindu was somewhat familiar to them. It was in western Yunnan, not far from Phoenix City.
A group of people were standing in front of the valley, and an animal cart happened to pass by them.
The driver stopped the two-winged horse and asked, "Where are these fellow Taoists going across the valley?"
Yan Qing smiled and said, "Go to Hongfeng Ferry."
"What a coincidence, so are we. It's almost evening. You guys look young. Why don't you wait until the sun comes out before leaving?" The coachman was afraid that they wouldn't know the inside story, so he smiled and said, "I carry passengers to Hongfeng Ferry every day. , but I never go to the valley at night, but today a distinguished guest chartered a car and had to leave now, so I came here, but now I am afraid that I will have to spend the night outside the valley."
"You don't know that there are many evil spirits in the valley. It is said that...the evil spirits that flow into Zhongzhou come from here."
Everyone in the Supreme Sect was startled when they heard this, "But you haven't heard of it before?"
Yan Qing looked at Lin Du, "Uncle, is it in the newspaper?"
Lin Du shook his head, "This place does not belong to any sect force, and it is close to the border of Zhongzhou, so it did not reach us."
Yan Qing walked over to the coachman and asked with a smile, "We checked the Zhongzhou Chronicles before we came here. Didn't we hear that there are evil spirits here?"
"Hey, it's just been in the past few years. Isn't the world becoming more and more uneventful?" The coachman's face was weathered by the sun, and the luster of tung trees showed in the afterglow of the setting sun. "It's been seven or eight years, and it was still there before. Those who were able to walk at night, but then fewer and fewer people walked at night, and there were more and more traces of evil spirits. Everyone was just ordinary people, so they didn’t dare to leave.”
Hearing this, Lin Du had some concerns in his mind and nodded to Yan Qing.
Yan Qing smiled and stuffed a few spiritual stones into the driver's hands, and a group of seven people walked into the valley.
"Hey! You bunch of idiots! Why don't you listen to my advice!" The coachman shouted a few times, then finally shook his head helplessly and turned to look inside the car, "Hey, distinguished guest, tell me, this world..."
In the shared carriage, a withered hand slowly stretched out. The hands were unnaturally green and black, "Now, cross the valley."
"Dear guest, the sun is setting today!"
"I said, cross the valley!" the man shouted word by word.
Hearing this, the coachman couldn't help but look behind him strangely, and planned to say something serious. There was no risking his life in rushing. If he had a high level of cultivation, he would definitely fly away without hiring a car.
"immediately……"
The coachman's eyes fell on the man's hand, and his heart skipped a beat. It wasn't the same color just now.
The red sun finally sank into the horizon, twilight fell in all directions, and the indigo night swept in, pressing inch by inch over the red sky, like a demon devouring light, overwhelming the bright colors, ushering in the dark world.
Lin Du suddenly stopped and asked, "What does it smell like?"
"What? The smell of money?" Yuan Ye replied subconsciously.
Hou Cang's voice came from the disciple tokens on their waists, "It smells of evil."
The sound of the sword being unsheathed was clearly audible, and Lin Du turned back suddenly.
The young man unsheathed his long sword, and the green and black hand reached out to the coachman's shoulder at this moment.
The sharp sword light cut through the gloomy sky, with a terrifying sharpness, and accurately cut off the outstretched hand.
The coachman rolled out of the car in embarrassment, but refused to leave and hugged his horse tightly.
The young man in white used his sword to directly break open the roof of the carriage. With a loud click, the carriage fell apart, leaving only the bottom frame and the stubborn wall panels that scattered like a failed flower.
"Oh, my car, my lifeblood...ah!!! Ghost!!! Oh no, evil spirit!!!"
The coachman rolled and crawled on the ground, pulled out the dagger from his waist, cut off the shaft of the coach, got on his horse and ran forward.
Hou Cang lowered his eyes and looked coldly at the strange green-and-black "zombie" with a severed hand. The dusk finally fell, and the man stiffly raised his head, faced the face of the ruthless demon, opened his mouth, and only spit out strange words from his throat. The sound of whooshing.
The sky finally darkened completely, and the small lights installed on all sides of the carriage sensed the darkness and suddenly lit up, illuminating the appearance of the man in the middle.
In other words, it can no longer be called a human being.
The thing was rapidly expanding, like a rapid giant growth process, and a strange roar came from its throat. The originally tightly wrapped robe was directly broken and cracked at this moment, and the rapidly expanding body was covered with strange patterns. The black runes looked like some kind of thick oil had been applied to the skin, but if you looked closely, they seemed to be under the skin, and what stood out were scars.
Hou Cang had no intention of waiting for the thing to finish inflating. Just as he was about to strike with his sword, a group of children's heart-rending shouts came from the token, "Save someone under the sword!!!"
"Uncle Master, wait! Don't kill yet! That's money! That's our money!"
"Brother, don't move!"
Hou Cang was at a loss for a moment, and he could only forcefully withdraw the sword energy he swung out, so the sword energy with the white light at the tip of the sword turned its tail and was forcefully withdrawn like a flowing cloud.
He turned around, and the little brats who had asked him to wait outside to meet him almost ran out of six dragging auras, shouting and running towards them with their footwork.
"Uncle Master!!!" Yuan Ye took the lead and ran forward, the magic talisman in his hand shining brightly, "That's our customer! Our customer!!!"
Hou Cang: Huh?
He turned around, and saw that the thing had completely transformed. It kicked off its hind legs, leaped high into the air, and rushed straight towards the immortal in the air closest to it. It had ferocious fangs, scarlet eyes, and ferocious everted bones and muscles. It was very... Indecent appearance.
Before he could speak, Yuan Ye's voice shouted again, "Uncle Master!!! Our client seems to have mutated!! He bites people, what should I do!!"
"Then let him be buried in peace! Fourth senior brother! Keep his body intact! It's easy to bury him!"
Lin Du's voice didn't even sound breathless, he was calm and collected, but his murderous intent was already there.
Hou Cang responded, raised his hand to seal the secret, the golden light on his forehead reappeared, and he broke the demon womb with one sword.
The white light penetrated the body of the thing, and this time the carriage floor also shattered, leaving no residue behind.
The coachman who hasn’t run far yet:...
There was quite a movement of six people running around. The coachman still hadn't figured out why his customers, who were clearly human when they got on the bus, turned into demons at night. Why were they clearly his customers and turned into those stupid young men? customer of.
And why... those stupid young men can run like thousands of troops.
Lin Du was the first to arrive at the crime scene and immediately put on the shark leather gloves. Before he started testing, he heard Hou Cang say, "Did you see clearly what technique I used just now? I will use it like this in the future. "
Lin Du said he understood perfunctorily, and took out the tracking aura in the shape of a rabbit head in his hand. The rabbit's eyes instantly lit up and turned red.
"It is indeed an evil spirit."
"But it's clear that the soul is our client."
It’s impossible to go wrong with the spirit-chasing guide talisman.
Yuan Ye picked up the storage bag and the broken jade pendant on the ground, put them together and studied them, "Uncle Junior is our customer. The name on the jade pendant is Hu Feiwei, who is the person Hu You entrusted."
"This name is really wild." Mo Lin walked around in a circle with his sword stick, "It looks pretty wild now."
Xia Tian Wu approached to check and collect the corpse, "Obviously the person was not dead when Hu You placed the order, why do you want us to collect the corpse? Did he figure it out?"
Lin Du's gray-black gloved hand still held the spiritual weapon, "It's hard to say~ but the coachman is right."
She looked back at the valley, "It's dark, and there are indeed evil spirits in the valley. There are many evil spirits."
Xia Tianwu's eyes fell on the tracking spiritual weapon. The rabbit ears turned in a strange direction, pointing directly into the valley, and the panel displaying the number directly reached the maximum value.
"Is this Huyou trying to trick us?" Yuan Ye also walked over, "It seems that three million is not easy to get."
Ni Jinxuan suddenly thought of something, "Uncle Junior, have we forgotten something?"
Lin Du nodded, "Well, Qi Zhen, he is still in Qin's state of mind and can't run fast."
"It's not that I forgot, I did it on purpose."
Her eyes were dark and deep, and she said lightly, "I also kept Han Yueling."
Han Yueling is the moonlight and can turn into intangible form.
Lin Du deliberately set the trap.
