Taoyuan Mountain Village

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Yushan Village, greenhouse.

The little brown bear sat behind Jiang Xiaoye, nibbling at the radish in his hand, poked Jiang Xiaoye when he was almost done eating, and raised the radish in his hand to signal.

Look, it's over again!

Jiang Xiaoye had already prepared, and handed a washed radish to the little brown bear.

The little brown bear happily swallowed the head of the radish, took the new radish and continued to hug and chew. Jiang Xiaoye pulled the radish from another place, and it got up and followed and sat down.

"I have to pay the briquettes factory again, and there are still hundreds of thousands. This money is not enough..." Jiang Xiaoye just remembered at this moment that the salary will start in two days, and it will cost 300,000. The briquettes factory already has more than 100 people. .

And still owes Chu Qing two million, although the other party does not want to live or die.

However, the briquettes factory also has income. Jiang Xiaoye estimates that the salary problem should not be a big problem.

After the busy work, Jiang Xiaoye took the little brown bear to the mountain temple to see.

"Squeak~"

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the mountain temple, Jiang Xiaoye saw Baipao and Xiaoquan running quickly.

The white-clawed man stood up and squeaked at Jiang Xiaoye.

Xiaoquan also jumped on Jiang Xiaoye's shoulder and was a little nervous.

"The old corpse appeared again? Xiao Huang, go to the temple to find your mother." Jiang Xiaoye's scalp was numb, why did it come out again? Immediately put down the little brown bear and gesture to it.

"Ow~"

The little guy happily trotted into the temple, with a radish in his mouth as a gift to his mother.

Now they have been regarded by the village as the brown bears that protect the mountain. No one will hit them and pay attention. They are very safe here.

Jiang Xiaoye quickly returned home with Huangpizi, and went up the mountain with a small Gang sword.

Under a dark mountain wall, Jiang Xiaoye walked as fast as he could, and soon saw the old corpse standing below.

"Gudong!"

Jiang Xiaoye swallowed and felt a little sweat on his forehead. He needed to figure out what the old corpse was trying to do.

Now he is considered a daring artist and dares to come and contact him.

The two yellow-skinned boys shouted at Jiang Xiaoye for a while, then jumped down and ran away without a trace.

This made Jiang Xiaoye even more nervous.

If I had known to bring Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei didn't seem to be afraid of this old corpse.

"Hello……"

"senior?"

"Daoist?"

"Fairy?"

"grandfather!"

...

After shouting for a long time, the old corpse was completely indifferent, but under the darkness, two dark green eyes lit up.

"..."

Jiang Xiaoye had the urge to turn around and run away, but remembering that he had done nothing to harm the old corpse, he gritted his teeth and said, "Master, junior Jiang Xiaoye, I didn't intend to break into your altar before, if you have any offense, please forgive."

"He... ka ka... ding... corpse... soul... ka... dan..."

The old corpse spoke up!

Where is this cheating corpse, this old corpse has intelligence!

After the white clouds in the sky, the sun's rays shone down, and Jiang Xiaoye saw the face of the old corpse again.

The wrinkled face was shriveled against the bones, and the strange dark green eyes flashed strangely.

Shoumei was fishing, with a very long beard, black and slender nails, wearing a worn golden Taoist robe and a golden crown, and white hair covering his back.

Jiang Xiaoye's scalp was numb, and the old corpse's left hand was on his chest, holding that weird gossip plate!

Sure enough, the old corpse took it!

"Daoist, what did you say?" Jiang Xiaoye couldn't hear clearly, but he couldn't help but take a few steps back and didn't dare to approach.

"Corpse...Soul Soul Pill..."

The old corpse had a green aura, and the gossip plate in his hand also flashed a faint golden light.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Xiaoye felt bad, so he turned around and ran away.

He remembered Luo Tianming's notes.

"The Legend of the Mountains... Luo Tianming... Treasure Hunting Huang Xian... Yin Sha and Fierce Tomb..."

"The self-appointed place of the demonic way... Hundreds of boys... Female mercury... Formation... Pill Cauldron Formation..."

"The poison of the tomb guard snake...life is not long..."

"The corpse... can't be..."

"recovery……"

Fix the corpse, no, revive? Jiang Xiaoye felt troubled, he didn't touch this old corpse, gossip plate? Not like ah!

Immediately, he thought of Xiao Hei. When Xiao Hei jumped out of the Dan Ding, he seemed very guilty. In an instant, Jiang Xiaoye's face turned black, what did this bitch do! ! !

Dead corpse soul pill? Blackie ate? Where did Blackie find it?

There was a gust of gloomy wind, and Jiang Xiaoye stopped immediately.

In front of him, the old corpse raised his head, surrounded by green mist, terrifying.

"roar~"

There was a flash of green light in the old corpse's eyes, and he suddenly opened his mouth, his mouth full of fine black teeth and bit down on Jiang Xiaoye's neck.

Jiang Xiaoye was startled, he stepped back without hesitation, and at the same time met him with a sword.

"Hao Ran is righteous!"

The small Gang Sword flashed white sword light and slashed at the old corpse's head.

"Keng~"

The old corpse waved his hand and grabbed the small Gang sword.

"Chichi~"

In an instant, the old corpse let go of his hand instantly, and white smoke rose from the pitch-black palm like a bone claw, and a "chichi" sounded.

” the corrosive sound.

Jiang Xiaoye was overjoyed, Xiao Gangjian restrained evil spirits!

But the surprise changed in just a second. Green flames burned directly on the old corpse. In an instant, the whole area became dark, and ghost fires continued to appear around him.

"There is righteousness between heaven and earth!"

Jiang Xiaoye watched the old corpse rush up, immersed in his mind, and the small Gang sword in his hand was full of sword energy.

White light, ghost fire...

The two figures were intertwined.

"Peng!"

Jiang Xiaoye was forced on the rock wall by the old corpse, and the old corpse directly grabbed the small Gang sword in his hand, ignoring the burning of Chi Chi.

Opening his mouth, a foul smell rushed to his face, and his black, fine teeth bit down on Jiang Xiaoye's neck.

A breath of death made Jiang Xiaoye feel like he was about to suffocate.

"Sword Gang... out!!!"

As soon as Lingtai was cleared, Jiang Xiaoye immediately remembered something, and suddenly pulled out his small Gang sword.

A white light.

"Zhu Xie, subdue demons, punish ghosts, suppress demons!"

The little Gang sword only pulled out three fingers, Jiang Xiaoye felt that his spiritual power was madly swallowed by the little Gang sword in his hand.

"Edict!"

A golden font flew out of the small Gang sword, instantly became larger, and faced the old corpse.

"Roar!"

The old corpse roared, but for a moment he knelt on the ground and struggled frantically.

But he couldn't even get up.

The golden "Edict" characters hovered above the old corpse and slowly rotated, and strands of golden light turned into chains and wrapped around the old corpse.

Edict?

Jiang Xiaoye felt weak for a while. He wanted to bite the tip of his tongue to refresh himself, but he had no strength at all, and fell directly to the ground.

In a trance, he saw that the "Edict" characters kept pressing on the old corpse.

He also saw a figure appear in front of him, as if it was a mountain god.

"I have a sword to protect one side!"

"Pushing evil, subduing demons, exterminating ghosts..."

The sound seems to be far away, fades in and fades out...

Everything is calm, and the sun shines down, expelling the gloomy atmosphere here.

"Squeak~"

White Claw ran over cautiously, and after finding that there was no danger, he called out to the small circle in the distance, and the small circle immediately ran towards Jiang Xiaoye.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoye had already passed out.

No matter how the two Huangpizi shouted, they couldn't wake Jiang Xiaoye.

"Squeak~"

"Squeak~"

After a bit of exchange, Xiaoquan quickly left, leaving only White Claw standing on Jiang Xiaoye, looking cautiously at the old corpse kneeling on the ground.

The characters of "Edict" disappeared, and under the naked mummy of the old corpse, there were golden one-finger-wide magical textures entwined.

White paws uneasily circled around Jiang Xiaoye, obviously scared, but didn't want to throw Jiang Xiaoye here.

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