I have been practicing Taoism for ten years, but you told me that Taoism is all fake.

Just after Jiang Chen left, the villagers did not dare to stay any longer, and left one after another, the fire in the courtyard was still burning, making a crackling sound.

Xiang Ju and Zhang Dalong's mother were all helped into the room and lay on the bed, and Zhang Laohan collected his son's body alone and put it back in the coffin one by one.

Zhang Long's gaze flashed, and he walked to the fire and turned his head to look at the shadow behind him.

His face was suddenly unusually calm.

At this moment, my sister, who had just had a full moon in her mother's room, cried.

"Xiaolong, go see your sister." Old Man Zhang shouted weakly.

Zhang Long replied and immediately ran to his mother's room to hug his sister.

In the blink of an eye, he walked out with his sister in his arms.

Fire, burning very strongly.

Zhang Long looked at his sister in his arms, and his eyes showed a vicious, resentful expression!

He threw his sister, who had just reached the full moon, into the fire.

In the fire, the crying of babies was immediately heard.

But it only lasted for a few seconds and there was no movement.

Zhang Long's face showed an expression of enjoyment.

Zhang Lao Han was tired at this time, just caring about sorting out his son's body, and he asked tiredly.

"Long Long, coax sister."

Zhang Long turned his head and glanced at the shadow behind him, and the resentment on his face deepened.

"Dad, since my sister was born, you haven't hugged me again, since you like your sister, then I will give my sister to you too!" Zhang Long said and laughed happily.

Then, he lay on the ground, clinging to his shadow.

At this moment, a white-haired old man wearing a yellow Daoist robe with floating dust in his hand walked to Zhang Long's side from outside the courtyard.

The floating dust in his hand flicked over Zhang Long's head.

Zhang Long raised his head and looked at the old man suspiciously.

The old man had a kind face: "The old man slaughtered the left Daoist of the door, are you willing to worship the old man as a teacher?" "

......

Jiang Chen was walking on the night road, and a sense of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart, and he subconsciously looked behind him and found that the Zhang family's blood was monstrous and the yin qi was gathered.

He immediately pinched and frowned.

"Broken!"

Jiang Chen quickly rushed over and found that Old Man Zhang was lying on the ground at this time.

Jiang Chen hurriedly squatted down to check on Old Man Zhang's situation.

I saw that Old Man Zhang's whole person was shriveled, like a dry corpse.

"Yang Qi has been sucked dry!" Jiang Chen's expression became solemn.

He walked around the room again and found that Zhang Mu and Xiang Ju had also died by the same means.

Zhang Long disappeared, and he searched the house, but could not find any trace of him.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, and he took out the compass.

The compass did not react in the slightest, which showed that there were no monsters and ghosts nearby.

Is it an evil way?

Jiang Chen's first reaction was to raise the corpse gate, but the means of raising the corpse gate is to raise ghosts and zombies, and will definitely not absorb the yang qi of living people!

Who is it?

So cruel!

Jiang Chen was stunned in place, thinking back to the life that was still alive at this time had turned into a dry corpse, he felt a deep sense of frustration, he didn't know why, since the master left, the world has changed.

There are crises everywhere.

Just as the heavens were about to be covered by something, darkness would erode the earth and devour the living.

Jiang Chen lowered his head, and there seemed to be a sentence that Master used to chant in his ears.

"Smelly boy, I want to remind you that we as Taoist priests can't have a heart, because you will see all kinds of things that make you sad and helpless, of course, you haven't gone down the mountain yet, you don't understand."

"The world is dark, but we Taoist priests have torches in their hands, things in the darkness can see you, but you can't see the crisis hidden in the darkness, smelly boy, listen to the master, when the master is gone, don't be a Taoist, be an ordinary person, live in the light, don't go to a dark place."

"Master, what is a dark place? The exchange of sun and moon, isn't it the alternation of darkness? How could it be darkness?

"Hahaha, sun and moon exchange? Dark alternation? The darkness you understand is different from what Lao Tzu sees, Lao Tzu tells you that the so-called darkness is human nature, the world says that ghosts harm people, but the world does not understand, talent is the most terrible thing in this world.

"If one day, Lao Tzu returns to the West, you kid remember that living is the most important thing for you, and other things have nothing to do with you."

Jiang Chen's eyes flickered, as if he understood a little of what Master meant, but he didn't seem to understand.

Maybe what Master has experienced, he has never experienced, therefore, he does not understand.

But, one day, he believed he would understand, because he had followed the path that Master had walked.

Because, he is a Taoist priest.

The souls of several people in the Zhang family had long since disappeared, and Jiang Chen sighed, leaving a soul-inducing lamp and turning away.

......

After returning to Baiyang Town, he was full of worries, and the yellow hair was entangled by Lin Qiaoqiao, which was definitely not a simple matter.

If he rashly finds Huang Mao to surpass Lin Qiaoqiao, I am afraid that Lin Qiaoqiao will suddenly go crazy and tear his face with himself, and then his hand will be too heavy and kill Lin Qiaoqiao directly, then the mission will fail.

The punishment for failure is death.

At present, she can only resolve Lin Qiaoqiao's resentment and make her defenseless against herself before she can carry out the super-work.

If you want to resolve the resentment of the ghost, you can only solve the problem by understanding the cause of death in front of her.

It was obviously impossible to ask Huang Mao, perhaps, the rest of the town would know about Lin Qiaoqiao.

Jiang Chen sat on the bed and pondered.

After a while, he was tired and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Jiang Chen got up, and Big Yellow was already lying on the windowsill frantically picking up a butterfly outside the glass with his hand.

Jiang Chen got up, washed simply, and then walked out of the room with Rhubarb.

The corridor of the hotel was still damp, and the smell of disinfectant water was a bit heavy.

The light on the ceiling flickered on and off, but when Jiang Chen closed the door, he saw an extra blood-colored number on his door.

“6！"

Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed.

What do you mean?

6？

He looked at the other doors and saw that only his own had numbers on them.

He tried to wipe it and found that the numbers on the door couldn't be wiped clean anyway.

At this moment, a thin young man wearing a blue and white plaid shirt, hair covering his eyebrows, and a round-rimmed glasses that looked a little Sven walked over.

He was holding a large stack of paper on it as if something was written on it.

As he walked, he twitched and said strange things to himself.

When he passed by Jiang Chen's side, he didn't see it and walked straight over.

After walking a few footsteps, he immediately stopped, and he immediately turned around.

Jiang Chen saw that the man's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was very haggard.

He was emotional, stared at Jiang Chen with dead eyes, and handed over the paper in his hand.

Jiang Chen took a look at it, and on the paper was a photo of a girl, as well as names, heights and other things.

It's a search for people.

"Dude, have you ever met my girlfriend, her name is Lin Qiaoqiao, she came here a week ago to play with her classmates, but now she has disappeared, have you seen her? She is 165 tall and looks exactly like in the picture.

Jiang Chen took the revelation of finding people, looking at the other party's anxious and haggard appearance, he really couldn't bear to tell the other party that his girlfriend was actually dead.