Guan Yunzhu pulled Qi Yunfei out of the back door of the lobby and found that it was dark and even the moonlight could not be penetrated. But it was much better than facing the evil ghost. She lit the fire note, glanced around, and said to Qi Yunfei: "Junior brother, uncle is fighting with others in front of him, and there are evil ghosts blocking the road in the lobby. Let's climb over the wall from here."

"Then do we want to go around the front door?" Qi Yunfei was stunned.

"No, let's go straight from here. Don't you think this town is wrong. Have you forgotten what you saw just now?"

Qi Yunfei remembered the scene of the corpses stacked on the bed just now, and felt terrifying and nervous. But after thinking about it, he said: "But uncle was seriously injured and broke another arm. If he fought with others, he might... that one would be at a disadvantage."

Guan Yunzhu looked back at him and said, "Then can you beat someone whom you think you can't beat even if your uncle can't beat him?"

Qi Yunfei said anxiously: "I know that my Taoism is nothing, but, my uncle was seriously injured. If we leave like this, wouldn't it be a bit... a bit..."

Guan Yunzhu waved his hand to interrupt him and said coldly: "Then you go. Then let the old monk kill him with a palm. The uncle from the province will take care of you."

Speaking of this, Qi Yunfei couldn't say anything, but he always felt that after leaving this, he felt that he couldn't get through it, whether it was the rules or the psychology of the sect, but he couldn't think of any good idea, so he had to follow Guan Yunzhu silently.

Guan Yunzhu walked slowly and found that it was a bit terrifying. With the blessing of true power, the bright fire could only shine within two feet, and there was endless darkness outside. When stepping on the dead leaves, it suddenly made a harsh sound, making the two of them nervous inexplicably.

After walking a few steps, Qi Yunfei couldn't stand the suppressed and tense environment and said, "Senior Brother, why don't we go back? This back hall always feels strange."

Guan Yunzhu was also quite scared, but how could he just say what he said and the water he poured out could be returned just by saying that? Besides, there was an unknown evil ghost in the lobby blocking the road. It was not that easy to go back. He said immediately: "It's okay, just wait until we find the base of the wall and turn it out as soon as possible... Hey, what do you think is that?"

A faint bell sound came over like light smoke, vaguely unable to hear it. Qi Yunfei listened carefully for a moment and said, "This seems to be the voice of the Master's Dahao Ming Bell, it should be a fight with the old monk."

Guan Yunzhu said: "I hope my uncle will shine brightly on his fortune, so let's go quickly."

Qi Yunfei hesitated and felt that it was wrong to go like this, but he couldn't help much, so he could only whisper: "Uncle Master, we two are weak and we really can't help. I'll forgive me."

Before he finished speaking, another more powerful bell came faintly, and Qi Yunfei said, "This seems to be the master's bell. Has he been here?"

When Guan Yunzhu heard this, she said, "I can't make a mistake. This is the sound of the master's bell. Since the battle many years ago, only the word "jiao" is left, and it must be the master who has come."

Qi Yunfei said happily: "Then let's go back quickly. There are masters and uncles. The old monk probably won't be able to go there."

Guan Yunzhu gritted her teeth and said, "We will still leave here. We really can't handle the evil ghost, so let that kid drag it for a while. By the way, how did that ghost come out?"

He pulled Qi Yunfei's arm and suddenly felt a slump. When he looked back, Qi Yunfei stood there in a horror, as if he had lost his soul. His pale face was covered in cold sweat. He opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it. He looked straight ahead and didn't move.

Qi Yunfei followed his gaze and was immediately shocked to his heart and gallbladder. A furry, ferocious and ferocious face poked out of the night, and his white fangs shone.

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The Buddha light on Monk Kongjue's body was shaking by the violent yin energy, and a trace of uneasy and panic flashed in his heart. Just as he was about to go forward to see what happened, a two-foot-high black bell stopped in front of him, only she heard Yang Qihou say, "Master, the contest between you and me is not over yet."

Monk Kongjue turned his head and looked at it. Yang Qihou supported Luo Qitao, who was already unconscious, and stood staggeringly behind him. Yang Qihou looked embarrassed, with the corners of his clothes being much damaged, as if he had suffered a lot of losses. Luo Qitao was much more serious and had been seriously injured before. After this attack from Monk Kongjue, he was afraid that he would not be able to recover in three months.

Monk Kongjue said together: "I have just experienced the clever skills of the two gentlemen and have benefited a lot. I also asked Mr. Yang not to have this meaningless dispute when he was in the case of his junior brother." Monk Kongjue was worried about the safety of Zhu Qingsheng who had never met before, and secondly, he was very concerned about the violent yin energy. Thirdly, Luo Qitao was already unconscious. He was really despised in his heart and no longer wanted to make things difficult for these two people, so he really didn't want to fight with them.

Yang Qihou gently pushed Luo Qitao to a distance, summoned the Great Hao Ming Bell, and said in a deep voice: "I haven't fought for the last breath yet, how can I know the result? Master, please take action." As soon as I bounced my fingertips, the Ming Bell suddenly rang out "dongdong".

When Monk Kongjue heard the bell, he was suddenly shocked and understood how the two yin energy appeared. He slowly said, "I heard that the 'Dahao Eighteen Bells' of the sect have all the effects of disturbing the soul. When the living people heard it, they were restless, and the deceased stopped feeling uneasy. I guess these two yin energy were stimulated by the two."

Yang Qihou was stunned and then laughed: "The master only guessed half of it. It is true that these two yin energy were disturbed by us, but our main target was the master. As for where the bell sounds, we can't control it."

Monk Kongjue sighed, "Yes, the bell sounds like this, let alone people, sometimes they can't follow their own wishes and are forced to do something that they can't help themselves."

"What do you say so much, Master, please take action." The Dahao Ming Bell in front of Yang Qihou slowly rotated, and wisps of black air floated into Yang Qihou's body. His expression gradually became radiant. Yang Qihou let out a long roar and rushed over with the rolling cold wind.

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Zhu Qingsheng lay on the beam, holding the Kui Yang Parasol tightly with both hands, and rushed down immediately as long as there was something wrong with the clear air below.

The clear air slowly floated, gradually gathering together, condensing into a human form, wearing intact Taoist clothes, holding a peach wood sword in his right hand, with a neat face and complete limbs, except for the translucent body, it was completely like an ordinary person.

Zhu Qingsheng looked carefully and saw that the man looked old, as if he was in his sixties, with a thin body, and a peaceful and graceful eyes. He could not tell that he had any malice.

The Taoist looked up at Zhu Qingsheng, with an excited expression, as if grateful and painful. After a long time, he bowed deeply: "I can be liberated today, thank you for this benefactor."

(End of this chapter)
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