Watch Out! Danger Ahead

"High energy ahead (

There is no curtain in the car, and several people in the car can look through the direction of the car door and see the surrounding shadows quickly retreating, and the lifted car is running fast.

A large amount of gray mist rushed in directly, making it feel like it was difficult to breathe.

The old man driving the car was horrified by Song Daochang, and he couldn't rest easy.

"Dao, Chief Dao, nothing is impossible." He felt very cold all over, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen into ice slag, stimulating the blood.

"Is your ancestor from Shenzhuang?"

Song Daochang's words directly made the old man driving the car's legs weak, and the Venus suddenly appeared in front of him, and it took a long time.

He was sitting outside driving the car before, and he also heard the conversation between Song Qingxiao and the old Taoist priest. He naturally knew the reason why Aunt Wu was recruited twice, which may be related to her birth in Shenzhuang.

When the old man heard this, he felt cold all over, but he was thankful that it had nothing to do with him.

But now the old Taoist's questioning, coupled with his eyes, the old man driving the car instantly understood why the old Taoist should keep himself.

As soon as he reacted, he immediately knelt on the ground with a ‘plop’, his forehead knocked on the floor of the carriage, and howled loudly:

"Old god, help!"

"You get up first."

The old Taoist gave him a false help, and the soft spiritual power supported the old man who wanted to kneel on the ground and begged to sit back on the stool.

"First tell me, is there anything between your ancestor and Shen Zhuang?" Song Daochang asked again, the old man was still extremely upset, shaking like sifting chaff.

It was not until the old Taoist shouted again with the power of Taoism and asked this question again that he woke up.

"No."

The old man shook his head, wiped his face, and glanced down at the palm of his palm where there were no blood or tears, then he was slightly relieved and said with certainty:

"My ancestors are all Yunyang people, absolutely nothing to do with Shenzhuang."

He emphasized loudly, not knowing who was going to say this to.

"That's weird." The old Taoist asked several times, and he said with certainty that he had nothing to do with Shen Zhuang.

Logically speaking, Shen Zhuang's strong grievances should only be directed at Shen Zhuang's bloodline. Aunt Wu was recruited twice, and the safety of the others also shows this.

However, the old man who drove the car had nothing to do with Shen Zhuang, but he was also affected by the Yin Qi, which undoubtedly inferred the previous judgment of Song Qingxiao and the old Taoist priest.

"May I really guess wrong?" The old Taoist frowned and said this sentence.

"Master, you also said that yin and evil things are unreasonable." Seeing him frowning, Song Changqing couldn't help saying: "Perhaps just wanting to harm people."

"No." Song Qingxiao denied his statement. She felt that the evil spirit on the old man driving the car was quite similar to that on Aunt Wu.

His eyes widened, and bloodshot eyes had begun to appear in his eyes, and his eyes were flushed red, like the old aunt Wu.

"You are still related to Shen Zhuang."

"I didn't..." Hearing this, the old man who drove the car immediately denied it.

But before he finished speaking, Song Qingxiao interrupted him:

"you have."

The old man's eyes widened and he wanted to argue. In his eyes, the red blood threads became denser and denser, like a thin crisscross spider web, densely wrapping the two eyeballs in the eye sockets.

Before Song Qingxiao waited for him to speak, he said:

"You took Aunt Wu's job and sent us to Shenzhuang."

She doesn’t know much about the situation in Shenzhuang. From what Aunt Wu said, she probably knows that Shenzhuang is famous for raising silkworms. Many people in the village rely on sericulture to get rich. They were slaughtered a hundred years ago, leading to the population in the city Extinct.

But in addition, through the information revealed by the female ghost who had previously possessed Aunt Wu, we can know that there may be an existence in Shen Zhuang that makes all ghosts feel afraid.

When the female ghost appeared, she controlled Aunt Wu, and even Song Changqing was almost killed.

With her secret help, the old Taoist controlled the ghost with a silver mirror, making her show her true form.

Only with the abilities of the old Taoist priest, it is already very difficult to control the ghost with the silver mirror.

The ghost has become the weather, the evil spirit is very heavy, the way is not shallow, and the reason for the final soul flying is obviously not because of the silver mirror.

In Song Qingxiao's eyes, it was more like she had confided some secret, but she was silenced.

"I took the Wu's sister-in-law's job and sent you to Shenzhuang—"

In this moment, the symptoms of the old man driving the car became more obvious, his reaction began to slow, and the black color on his face became more obvious.

Even if Song Qingxiao doesn't know much about Taoist secrets, he can still see that his vitality is slowing down.

The old man's eyes were swollen high, and the pair of eye bags under his eyelids seemed to be filled with water.

The cyan capillaries floated up, and the head inside was filled with something, bounced slightly, causing the eyelids to twitch, but he himself didn't notice it.

Song Daochang saw something bad, and immediately took out a piece of talisman paper from his waist pocket, chanted the spell, and stuffed it into the old man's mouth.

'boom! ’

The flames ignited, and the talisman paper turned into golden light, temporarily suppressing this yin energy, so that the dying old man could get his life back.

"Oh... yes." There was still blue smoke in his mouth, but he seemed to have not realized Song Daochang's actions the moment before, but he nodded with difficulty:

"I took Aunt Wu's job, took her money, and I want to send you to Shenzhuang."

"You took her money?"

When Song Daochang heard this, he finally found the connection between the old man and Shen Zhuang.

"Right." With the renewal of the magic talisman, his condition is a little better than before.

"Where is the money? Can you bring it with you?" The old Taoist asked eagerly.

Maybe it was because he knew it was his life, the old man didn't dare to hesitate at all, and quickly touched his chest.

He wore an old clothes with buckles on the placket, peeked in through the gaps between the buckles, and took out a bag of things wrapped in old sweat towels:

"All here!"

The recent rumors of Shen Zhuang's haunting have spread almost as far as the fame of the wealthy. Aunt Wu paid too little for others to be unwilling.

Therefore, she paid a lot of price to invite the old man to drive the cow out.

The amount of money is not small, and the old man naturally has to carry it with him.

"Except for spending a silver dollar for my grandson to pay for admission to school, it has never been taken apart."

When he said this, he handed over the tightly wrapped sweat towel.

Before Song Daochang took it, he had already noticed the yin air from his sweat towel.

The sweat towel was tied tightly by him, and the corners were wrapped around several times, as if he was afraid that the silver dollar inside would leak out.

The old Taoist tore it open, and several layers were wrapped around it. Every time one layer was opened, a trace of black air seemed to escape.

As the black air dissipated, the temperature inside the carriage seemed to drop.

"Huh?" The old man's gaze kept falling on Song Daochang's hand, and after seeing him uncover the sweat scarf layer by layer, he let out a cry of surprise.

"what's happenin?"

Everyone's attention was immediately attracted by him, Song Changqing asked, and the old Taoist also raised his head.

"This, this is not the purse given to me by Wu's sister-in-law."

The eyes of a few people in the car fell into the hands of the old Taoist priest, and saw a pink silk satin brocade bag wrapped in the middle of the sweat scarf, embroidered with a small budding lotus, which looked lifelike.

However, the expression of the old man driving the car seemed to be a ghost, and he couldn't believe it:

"The purse that my sister-in-law Wu An gave me is...it's...chuckle..."

He originally looked excited, but as he said it, something was not quite right, and he made unconscious syllables in his mouth, as if he had been evil.

Everyone realized something was wrong, and subconsciously raised their heads and stared at him.

Seeing the old man driving the car, his swollen eyelids were shaking severely at this time, and his eyes were already covered with dark red bloodshot eyes, which were connected to his eyes.

Leng might look as if he had met two dark eye sockets, glanced at them in the carriage, and the hair on the back of his neck was about to stand up.

"Ah..." The other man who got in the car could not help but let out a stern scream when he saw the strangeness of the old man driving the car and stumbled towards Song Daochang's side.

"evil creature!"

When Song Daochang saw this scene, he naturally knew that it was a ghost. He immediately ignored the purse, bit his **** again, and wanted to hit the middle of the old man's forehead.

"drink!"

The old man's eyes were flushed red, occupying the entire eye socket. At this time, his eyelids twitched and he let out a yin-qi scream.

His lips instantly turned black, and a long black tongue came out from his throat, wrapped around the wrist of the old Taoist priest.

A gloomy wind spit out from his mouth and turned into a dense black mist, which filled the carriage.

Wherever the black mist went, dark ice crystals were condensed, and the blood gushing from the tips of the old Taoist's fingers was frozen at once, and it was difficult to point out.

"It's so arrogant!" Song Daochang couldn't get a point of blood, seeing that it was difficult to suppress, and was forced to touch his waist with his other hand.

It's just that the bag is full before going out, but most of it has been used all the way.

The silver mirror was destroyed, and the copper coin was still hanging above the car door.

When he realized that the few magic weapons he took advantage of had already been used, it was too late when he wanted to touch the talisman paper again.

The tongue was wrapped around his fingers, and in the sound of ‘chiffing’, Yin Qi, like a maggot attached to bones, crawled into his body along his wound.

A large amount of viscous liquid was secreted on the tongue, and as the tongue closed, the liquid pulled out thousands of threads, binding Song Daochang's body and dragging it in the direction of the old man driving the car.

"master!"

Seeing this scene, Song Changqing immediately hugged Song Daochang firmly without hesitation.

But the old man was so powerful after being possessed, and this ghostly method was terrifying.

Song Changqing only felt that the body of the old Taoist he was holding in his arms quickly lost its temperature, as if he was holding an ice sculpture.

His palm quickly lost control, and the purse he held in his hand seemed to be unable to grasp. When he saw that it was about to fall, Song Changqing stretched out a hand very hard and caught the purse that was about to fall in his palm.

In the car, Aunt Wu fell asleep after being possessed, and the other man was already shaking with fright at the scene before him.

The black energy on the old Taoist priest was like a plague, quickly contaminating Song Changqing's body, entangled the two together, and dragged them in the direction of the old man driving the car.

‘Drink—drink—’

At this time, the old man driving the car had a hideous look like an evil spirit. He opened his mouth and exhaled a lot of black air. He looked at the two masters and apprentices who were being dragged close, his long tongue curled up, and he greeted Song Daochang's face.

"set--"

Dao Chang Song knew that he had mastered the Tao, but he had a certain level of cultivation. At this time, his spiritual sense was still sober, and he tried his best to grasp the floor of the carriage, trying to stabilize his figure.

But after he was controlled by Yin Qi, his strength was greatly reduced, and his struggling strength seemed weak and helpless in the eyes of this evil spirit.

"Could it be that I can't survive the catastrophe, will I die on the road?"

At the moment of life and death, such a thought flashed in the mind of the old Taoist priest.

He remembered the few sticks of incense that had been burned before leaving the house. The incense had been extinguished before it was lit. Obviously, the ancestors of Yunhu Mountain did not bless him when he wandered into the muddy water, and everything was only his insistence.

While sighing in a trance, I saw a little cyan afterimage passing by, bringing up a clear and clean wind, and it seemed to shatter the chaotic black air in the carriage.

"what……"

At this moment, an extremely sharp scream came from the old man driving the car.

As soon as this scream sounded, the old Taoist priest and Song Changqing found that the force that bound the master and apprentice had dispersed in an instant.

The sound pierced the eardrums of the two of them, and the master and the disciple were agitated. Song Daochang took the lead in recognizing the gods and looked in the direction of the screaming sound——

In the next moment, Song Changqing felt the body of the old Taoist who was firmly held by him trembling, and then screamed:

"Song Qingxiao! What are you doing?!"

The fainted big brother quickly raised his head and saw a scene that he couldn't believe.

He used to be cowardly and timid, and he was scared to cry when he heard that he was going to the graveyard to practice courage~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At this time, he half stood up and grabbed the old man's hair with one hand, forcing him to lie back. Started.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

The old man let out a stern and sullen shout, and his head shook vigorously, but he was still unable to shake her palm and was firmly grasped by her.

After the head was restrained, the ghost had to give up control of the two masters and apprentices, and instead pulled back the terrible long tongue and wrapped it around her arm.

But she was unmoved, and her other hand reached into the eyes of the old man driving the car.

The old man's eyes were swollen, and those dark eyes were tightly narrowed into a slit at this time. He opened his dark mouth and let out a terrifying scream.

Song Qing's small fingertips forcibly separated his eyelids, and at the same time pressed down on his fingertips, forcing his eyes to stare out.

At this moment, the old man's eyes were covered with red bloodshots, like **** tentacles, still slowly twisting and wriggling.

Under her sight, those blood vessels seemed to be a little scared, wriggling trying to sneak into the eyeballs again.

But before they escaped, Song Qing's small fingers slid in flexibly, accurately pinching the black air hidden under the messy blood veins.

"Ah..." The scream was high and stern, with sordid and resentment.

"Ah--" And this scream was painful, scared, and horrified, but it belonged to the old man driving the car.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-" Another man in the car who witnessed the reappearance of Li Gui kept screaming.

"what!"

"what--!"

At the same time, Song Daochang and Song Changqing exclaimed at the same time when they saw this incredible scene.

After several screams, Song Qingxiao remained unmoved, grabbed the black energy, and drew it out!