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Jia Yilong's eyes widened suddenly and he said in shock: "You can even calculate this?"

Qin Yao nodded silently and said, "What did you do after you met the bride?"

"At that time, a group of people were chasing her. I passed by on horseback, lifted her on the horse, and took her to escape the pursuit. Later, after I found out that she was running away because she was afraid of marriage, I persuaded her and took her away. Go back." Jia Yilong said.

"Have we still reached this point..."

Qin Yao murmured, and then asked in a deep voice: "Jia Yilong, when did you say that time?"

Jia Yilong said without thinking: "The day before yesterday."

"It's too late." Qin Yao sighed.

"Why is it late?" Jia Yilong looked confused.

Qin Yao explained: "If it had happened yesterday, we might have been able to save the bride's life. But now it's been a day, and her body is probably too cold."

"Fellow Daoist Qin, what did you calculate?" Yan Ying asked with a heavy face.

He had a hunch that this might be something serious.

Qin Yao pointed at Jia Yilong and said: "He is indeed the master of the tribulation. I have deduced from his fate that this catastrophe must have come from the Netherworld Ghost King.

The origin is that the ghost king of the underworld wants to return from yin to yang and achieve transcendence.

He searched the world and finally found an extremely yang pure girl born in the yang year, yang month and yang day. She was the bride Jia Yilong had seen. "

Having said this, Qin Yao turned to look at Jia Yilong and spoke again: "The escaped marriage you saw at that time was not a yang marriage, but a yin marriage. It must have been the ghost king who threatened the lives of the entire village and forced the bride to do so. Submit."

"Ah?" Jia Yilong was dumbfounded and said in shock: "In other words, I persuaded her to die?"

Qin Yao nodded: "You can say that, but whether you show up or not, she will die."

Jia Yilong's face was full of remorse, and he reached out and slapped himself hard on the face, saying angrily: "If I had taken her away in the first place, she might not have died."

Qin Yao said calmly: "If you take her away, her entire village will die."

Jia Yilong: "..."

This question has no solution at all.

"The situation is roughly like this." Qin Yao took a breath and said to Yan Ying: "Zhuang Master Yan, do you know where Gujia Village is? The bride is from Gujia Village."

"I know." Yan Ying said: "If we ride away on horseback, it will probably last more than half an hour."

"Then please ask the owner of the village to take us there to take a look." Qin Yao said.

Yan Ying was shocked: "Didn't you say that the bride has..."

"Master Yan, do you think the Ghost King will keep his promise?"

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Yao interrupted directly and said: "If the Ghost King succeeds in swallowing the Ji Yang Girl, the place of birth must be Gujia Village, and no one in the whole village will be spared. If the Ghost King fails to swallow the Ji Yang Girl, a When angry, he will definitely vent his anger on Gujia Village."

Yan Ying: "..."

Either way it's death.

Miserable miserably.

After a while, three fast horses, carrying three streaks of smoke, stopped suddenly in front of the ruins of a village.

The three people on horseback looked around and couldn't find even a complete door panel. Everything was in pieces.

"So much resentment." Yan Ying's eyelids trembled and her heart beat with fear: "It seems that the Netherworld Ghost King did not get Ji Yang Pure Girl, he is simply venting his anger!"

Qin Yao turned around and asked: "Master Yan, are there any rivers, lakes or seas nearby?"

Yan Ying was surprised and said: "What are you doing, fellow Taoist, searching for rivers, lakes and seas?"

Qin Yao said faintly: "The Pure Yang Girl can only avoid the search of the Netherworld Ghost King under one condition."

Yan Ying thought thoughtfully: "Drown in the deep sea?"

"That's right." Qin Yao confirmed.

Yan Ying glanced at the corpses all over the village and her eyes gradually became firm: "Yes, there is a sea nearby. I will take you there right now."

"These villagers are so innocent." Jia Yilong suddenly pulled out the sword on his horse and said bitterly: "I must kill the ghost king and avenge them."

"Let's go." Qin Yao whispered.

Horse hooves formed in bursts, and another three plumes of smoke were swept up, and they quickly left the ruins of the village.

Half a stick of incense is more.

Yan Ying and his two cavalrymen slowly stopped on a beach. The chilly sea breeze came swiftly, hitting their faces and blowing their hair.

Qin Yao opened his Dharma Eyes and looked into the deep sea. After a hundred breaths, his eyes narrowed slightly. He pinched his sword fingers to condense the Dharma Seal and reached out to point towards the sea.

A white fairy light flew out from his fingertips and was thrown into the blue sea like a fishing line. After a moment, a pale corpse was drawn out.

"Mengxue!" Looking at the figure that often appeared in his mind, Jia Yilong shouted, and his body suddenly flew into the sky and rushed towards the corpse in the air.

Seeing this situation, Qin Yao silently dispersed the rope of immortal energy and allowed the body to sink, and was picked up by Jia Yilong who soared into the sky.

"Why... why did it end like this?" Jia Yilong murmured after landing lightly.

Qin Yao turned his head and glanced at Yan Ying.

For the current plan, the only way to resurrect Mengxue and the people in the village is to rely on Sun Chasing.

Yan Ying understood the meaning of his glance, but pretended not to know and said nothing.

Chasing the sun is a secret that is not passed down from his Yan family, but the problem is that he has practiced it, but he has not mastered it. He once almost died from exhaustion chasing the sun, but it was useless.

But if he casually passes on this method to outsiders, his ancestors will not be able to explain it...

"May I ask the two seniors if there is a way to preserve the body for a long time?" At this time, Jia Yilong, who was holding the body, suddenly asked.

"What do you want to do?" Yan Ying asked.

Jia Yilong said solemnly: "I want to preserve his body first. After the Nether Ghost King is eliminated, I will search for thaumaturgy to gather his soul and return him to the sun."

Yan Ying frowned slightly: "Do you know how difficult this matter is?"

Jia Yilong nodded heavily: "I know, but I have to do it."

As he said that, he lowered his eyes and looked at the beautiful figure in his arms: "I owe her this."

Qin Yao: "..."

This is supposed to be a hook, but it seems like it’s more than just this story.

Many ancient and early fairy tales are like this, with the male and female protagonists being inexplicably affectionate.

Yan Ying hesitated for a moment and sighed: "Take her back to Gujian Villa with me, and I will help you freeze this body."

Qin Yao knew what he was hesitating about.

Naturally, if the female corpse goes to sea, it cannot be hidden from the Netherworld Ghost King.

If they bring the female corpse back to the Ancient Sword Villa, no matter how they seal the female corpse, the Netherworld Ghost King will kill her like a shark that smells blood.

But if he didn't agree to Jia Yilong, the master of the robbery, and allowed him to leave with the woman's body, he wasn't sure what kind of evil this disaster would cause.

After all, if he can't get to the source of the disaster, he won't be able to break it even if he wants to. I don't know how many people will die tragically because of this, I'm afraid they will feel uneasy.

This is the dilemma of a good man.

More than three hours later.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

In the guest room of Gujian Villa, Qin Yao sat cross-legged on the bed, breathing in spiritual energy and practicing as usual.

Suddenly, a gust of breeze penetrated the door and blew into the room. It manifested into a figure in green clothes and silently approached the bed.

"Why are you back again?" Just when she was only three steps away from the bed, Qin Yao slowly opened his eyes.

The tiptoeing beautiful girl froze in place, then smiled and said, "My benefactor, I am here to repay my kindness."

"How are you going to repay your kindness?" Qin Yao asked.

Qinghu said without hesitation: "I would like to be a maid and take care of your food and daily life."

Many fox demons in their tribe repaid kindness in this way, she just chose the most common way.

"It's so vulgar. It's been like this for thousands of years. Can't we come up with some tricks?" Qin Yao said with emotion.

Qinghu: "..."

"Please do something for me to repay your kindness." Qin Yao said.

"What happened?" Qinghu asked in surprise.

Qin Yao smiled and said: "Travel around the world on my behalf, promote good and eliminate evil, and accumulate good deeds."

Qinghu's face was stunned, but he gradually came to his senses: "Do you actually dislike me so much?"

Qin Yao shook his head: "I don't dislike you. If I really disliked you, why would I have saved you in the first place? It's just that you and I have different paths, and we are in the center of a great catastrophe. A war may break out at any time. It's a disaster for you to stay here. Not a blessing."

Qinghu's face suddenly looked much better, with a smile as bright as a flower: "Are you concerned about me?"

Qin Yao: "..."

He suddenly remembered that this story was not only about the inexplicable love between the male and female protagonists, but also that the green fox was very emotional and careless.

How sloppy?

She was so careless that the male protagonist treated her wounds, and because he was a good person, she fell in love with him...

Thinking of this, his eyes narrowed, and just as he was about to force him to leave, a deafening explosion suddenly sounded in the yard.

Then there was a burst of yelling and screaming.

"Trouble is coming."

Qin Yao's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted: "I'm going out to take a look. You hurry up and don't stay here."

Looking at his hurried away figure, Qinghu opened his mouth, but didn't even say a word.

In the courtyard, a figure wearing white clothes inside and black clothes outside, with a red crown on its head, was suspended in the air with a murderous intent. The mourning stick in its hand was beating out ghosts with bursts of screams and wails. With anger, he knocked away all the swordsmen in red who stood in front of him.

"Dang!"

Yan Ying came through the air with a sword in hand. The long sword bloomed with red-gold light like the rising sun, blocking the mourning stick that was slashed down.

"Go away." The figure kept pressing down the mourning stick and said coldly.

"Who are you, and why do you want to invade my Ancient Sword Villa?" Yan Ying clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, her body's mana surged, and she tried her best to resist the falling weapons.

"You hide my bride secretly, but you don't know who I am?" the figure asked.

"The Netherworld Ghost King?!!"

Yan Ying's heart trembled, and the next moment, she was knocked away by a black light emitted from the Ghost King's body.

"Bang!"

Yan Ying's back hit a wall hard, creating a gap in the wall in an instant, and her body rushed into the house. Smoke and dust were flying, and she couldn't stop coughing.

The Ghost King of Netherworld turned the mourning stick, summoned a ghost flag with a flip of his hand, waved the long flag, and shot out black air balls, which turned into black smoke skulls with howling ghosts and wolves, roaring towards the gap in the wall.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

Just when these skulls were about to rush into the hole, countless lightsabers with sacred attributes fell from the sky, penetrating each skull and cutting them into black smoke.

"who?"

The Netherworld Ghost King shouted in a deep voice.

A piece of flame suddenly appeared on the ground. Qin Yao, with long hair shawl and holding a three-pointed two-edged sword, appeared from the flame and said quietly: "My surname is foreign, and my only name is a public character."

"Grandpa?"

"Why."

The Ghost King of Netherworld was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reacted and said angrily: "You are teasing me!"

"Why did I tease you?" Qin Yao asked in confusion.

"court death."

Seeing that he was still fooling him at this time, the Nether Ghost King became furious and waved the Yin Soul Flag with all his strength. Large ghosts with ferocious faces kept flying out from the flag, heading towards Qin Yao.

"You've just called me grandpa and you're going to kill me. You're so treasonous."

Qin Yao waved his sleeves and released countless power of faith, turning into a holy sword and passing through the chests of those fierce ghosts like a broken bamboo.

However, the strange thing is that even if the body was pierced by the sacred power, these ghosts did not explode because of it. Instead, they seemed to go crazy because of the severe pain, became even more manic, and rushed to Qin Yao in the blink of an eye.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Qin Yao held a three-pointed two-edged sword, transformed into a stream of light, and charged through the ghosts with an unrivaled force, heading straight for the Netherworld Ghost King. No ghost was his enemy.

"boom."

At the critical moment, the Netherworld Ghost King raised the mourning stick to block the three-pointed two-edged sword with a dim light. The mourning stick burst immediately, and the ghost king was shocked and ran away.

"Stop." Qin Yao shouted.

"Demon Dao, after I find the yangnu yanghun and complete my immortal path, I will come to you to settle the score." The Netherworld Ghost King said, and his body was about to escape underground.

"Whoosh."

"puff."

Qin Yao suddenly threw out the long knife in his hand. The long knife turned into a flash of light. It came first and struck the Ghost King hard, forcing him to stay in place.

"boom."

Unexpectedly, this ghost king was also a ruthless character. After being restricted from freedom, he exploded brazenly. The ghost body was blown into dozens of pieces by himself. They went underground together and quickly disappeared in Qin Yao's senses.

"It's not the right time."

Qin Yao was thoughtful as he stared at the fragments of mourning sticks and ghost flags on the ground.

What is the timing?

It's a fateful disaster.

What is the fate of the Netherworld Ghost King?

It is the greatest treasure in this story, the sun-catching halo.

Without the Sun Seizing Aura, the opponent's villain's aura is just like the protagonist's aura, and it is absolutely impossible to kill him easily.

Only by taking the initiative and setting up a desperate formation to kill them all can we have a chance of success.

Thinking of this, he asked Jia Yilong who was in a daze in the courtyard corridor: "Mr. Jia, do you have half a jade bracelet in your hand?"

"The Taoist Master has a clever plan." After these two or three things, Jia Yilong was now astonished by Qin Yao and immediately took out half of the jade bracelet from his arms.

Qin Yao said: "Go and look for Mengxue to see if there is the other half."

Jia Yilong said in astonishment: "Is there anything important about this jade bracelet?"

"Of course it's important."

Qin Yao said solemnly: "If I'm not mistaken, this jade bracelet is the legendary sun-catching halo."

"What's the use of the sun-catching halo?" Jia Yilong looked confused.

Qin Yao paused for a moment and said calmly: "You can kill the Ghost King."

Jia Yilong's eyes widened suddenly, then he turned around quickly and walked away quickly.

At the same time, Yan Ying looked at Qin Yao suspiciously, muttering to herself: "How come this Qin guy knows everything? Is there such a terrifying calculation technique in the world?"