Chapter 124 Fake ghost and real ghost

Chapter 124 Fake ghost and real ghost

The night is as dark as ink, and everything is silent.

Dark clouds cover the moon, and a chill rises from the earth, as if God is hinting that tonight is not peaceful.

Taking advantage of the darkness, a carriage carried Sun Simiao and three disciples to the outskirts of Xiang Youxian and others. The driver was Liu Song.

"Fellow Taoist, how do you feel?" Xiang Youxian asked.

"In a place where we can live and work in peace and contentment, it is good to reform the Five Dou Rice Road, but there are still some loopholes left. The most important thing for the country is sacrifice and military service. Just choose one of the two. If you use your body to replace the gods, I am afraid it is not the way to cause chaos."

Just hold the gods up high and explain them yourself. This is almost always done no matter which sect or dynasty you belong to.

Once you become a god, you must do many things well, and you must stand high, otherwise your faith will be shattered and believers will become your enemies.

Countless times before, the Five Dou Rice cultists relied on this trick and the official demon sect's big hat. Not to mention the upper class, even the common people first thought that they were liars when they heard that a certain god came to earth. Even if they changed their names, it would not help.

And there is a fatal problem with this method - miracles.

Someone asked: Since you are a god, why don't you take an empty basin and turn it into a snake, fly one, cast a spell, and catch a ghost.

Therefore, Xiang Youxian and Sun Simiao both agreed with Xu Xuan's views and reforms. Even if there were too many killings, although they did not agree with them in their hearts, they did not reject them too much.

It is indeed unwise to call yourself God in this world.

Soon, everyone arrived in front of the villa.

It was getting late, and the red door of the villa was wide open. There were muddy footprints and signs of being pried in front of the door.

"Is this?" Xiang Youxian was a little confused.

There is a strange smell in the air, which is difficult to describe in words, a bit like the incense burned in the temple.

"No, this is poisonous smoke." Sun Simiao sniffed it gently and immediately realized that something was wrong. He quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and poured out pills the size of mouse droppings.

"Keep it under your tongue, don't swallow."

After distributing the Baidu Pills to everyone, Sun Simiao jumped out of the carriage and followed closely behind Xiang Youxian.

At this time, under the cover of night, eight figures were wandering around the house.

"no one!"

"There's no one here either!"

"The rooms are all empty."

Eight people gathered to report. The red-haired ghost was holding an incense burner in his hand. Purple smoke was emitting from the incense burner. This kind of incense is very malleable and can quickly spread over a hundred meters.

People who smell the fragrance will instantly become weak in their limbs and unable to move their true energy.

"The information is correct. Xu Xuan likes to be quiet and never lets servants serve him." The red-haired ghost seemed to have known about this for a long time.

"Haha, I think this guy is afraid of being exposed. Where is the peace? Why don't you hide in the mountains and forests?" The fat man who spoke is called cannibal. This is not just a nickname, but a real cannibal who likes to eat. Human flesh, especially the flesh of young girls.

"This person should be in the bamboo forest in the backyard. Please pay attention to me. If he messes up, we won't even be able to live!" the red-haired ghost shouted softly.

"yes!!"

The shadow ghost disappeared into the shadows and seemed to disappear visually.

The mandrill ghost is agile, sometimes appearing on one side and sometimes on the other side.

The eight people each showed their magical powers and came to the backyard according to their abilities. The plague ghost was responsible for releasing various poisons.

Many people thought that they killed Xiantian by fighting openly and honestly. In fact, they were wrong, because they relied on this all-pervasive conspiracy.

In order to kill a person, they can visit the location a long time in advance.

If Xu Xuan hadn't left home and couldn't find any flaws, it might have been a few months before they came.

There is a bamboo forest in the backyard.

The bamboo is very tall, and at first glance it looks like bamboo from the south.

There are also some stone tables and chairs in front of the bamboo forest.

In the darkness, the bamboos are intertwined with dark leaves. Against the black sky, they look like monsters with teeth and claws.

"Brother!"

At this time, someone called to stop the red-haired ghost.

"Say, what's wrong?"

"There's someone in front of you."

Following the subordinate's gaze, he saw a person sitting on the stone table.

The man had his back to them and remained motionless.

They were no more than fifty meters away.

"Do it!!"

Whoosh!

After giving the order, everyone was unambiguous and turned into shadows one after another, some rising and falling in the sky, and some walking on four legs like tigers.

The eight ghosts, on the one hand, look like ghosts, and on the other hand, their light skills are like ghosts. When they perform martial arts, they disappear like ghosts.

When everyone killed them, they each took out their weapons, swords, spears, and halberds, and their sharp cold light flashed.

Whizzing!

Flying needles, darts, and flying knives fell from all directions like a violent storm.

"Haha, go against us and seek death!"

The red-haired ghost sneered.

If the detoxification pills are not taken beforehand, even a congenital master's internal strength will be affected; for a master to fight, any flaw will be fatal, let alone the internal strength being affected.

"careful!!"

At this time, Xiang Youxian, Sun Simiao and others also came to the backyard.

Seeing that Xu Xuan didn't react, Xiang Youxian became anxious and threw the sword on his waist.

The internal force turns into Gang Qi and enters the sword body, and the sword body emits a bright white light.

boom!

The sword broke into more than a dozen pieces in the air, shooting towards the eight people like meteors in the dark night.

Unfortunately, it was too late, Xu Xuan was about to be shot by a hidden weapon.

"Haha, remember, those who kill you are the eight ghosts of Shushan. I am the red-haired ghost. Remember grandpa's name, so as not to end up in hell as a confused ghost."

Seeing his plan succeed, the red-haired ghost was extremely excited, and he had added another person to his record of killing Xiantian.

Who else in Shu would dare to provoke him in the future?

Wow!

At this time, three inches of Xu Xuan's body was covered with golden light.

Ding Ding Ding... The hidden weapons shot on it, and they were bounced off one by one, making the sound of metal colliding.

More surprising things are still to come.

There was another gust of wind.

Wow!

Xu Xuan flew into the sky, ten feet above the ground, stepped on the dark clouds, and looked down at everyone from above.

Ten feet is not a high height, and many Xiantian masters can do it, but soon everyone found something wrong.

This guy didn't fall down, but was suspended in the air, still stepping on the dark clouds.

The only thing the eight ghosts could do was to launch hidden weapons, but hidden weapons were useless to Xu Xuan, and all the golden light on his body was blocked.

The perfect golden light spell, coupled with the huge amount of true energy in the foundation-building period, the golden light spell can last for a long time.

This shocking scene made the eight ghosts stop involuntarily.

They wanted to run away, the scene in front of them was too shocking, this shock could not be described in words.

It was equivalent to the ancient cold weapon battlefield, where a guy with a gun suddenly appeared and fired.

"Run!!"

The red-haired ghost shouted, and when he turned around, he found Xiang Youxian and others at the door. .

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!

At this time, the fragments of the sword thrown by Xiang Youxian arrived, and one person was shot dead on the spot.

The remaining seven people stood back to back in a circle.

"Damn, let's fight them, pretending to be ghosts. I, the Eight Ghosts of Shushan, rely on ferocity when I go out... um..."

At this time, the red-haired ghost choked on his heroic words.

More terrifying things are still to come, black smoke spread from all around, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, and even exhaled white air.

Five terrifying ghosts slowly rose from the ground, with pale faces, dark eyes, bloody mouths, and a dark inside of their mouths, as if connected to the abyss.

There were five in total, and their bodies seemed to be illusory.

After two consecutive miraculous visions, all seven ghosts were stunned.

Not to mention them, Sun Simiao and Xiang Youxian were also so shocked that they forgot to speak.

Torture ghosts and summon gods, torture ghosts and summon gods... It turned out that it was not a lie.

Plop! !

"God, spare me! God, spare me, I know I was wrong."

Looking at the five approaching slowly, the seven ghosts were no longer as fierce as before, and they knelt down and kowtowed continuously.

Seven ghosts, he had two more ghosts than five ghosts, but the two sides were not of the same nature.

Xu Xuan slowly fell down, and a ferocious ghost head was hovering on his shoulder.

"I heard that you are also ghosts, red-haired ghosts, how are you compared to me?"

The red-haired ghost cried and regretted it. If he had known in advance, he would not come here even if he was beaten to death.

But if he didn't come, did he believe that there were really ghosts here?

"You are a ghost, we are just bugs, gods can call me red-haired bugs, gods forgive me..." The red-haired ghost was very humble.

"Why did you come here?"

"It's like this..." The red-haired ghost told what happened.

"I see."

"God, can we go now?"

"Yes!"

The five ghosts made way for them.

As if they had been pardoned, they stood up carefully and walked towards the door.

At this moment, the red-haired ghost suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

He turned his head subconsciously and saw a pale head resting on his shoulder, with dark eyes staring at him.

This was the last scene of his life.

"Magic... Taoist magic actually exists, are there really ghosts and gods? Torturing ghosts and summoning gods? Could it be that a real immortal has descended to the world..." At this time, Xiang Youxian and the other two reacted, and Sun Simiao said in horror.

The disciple quietly poked his head out from behind the door, looking at the five ghosts with both desire and fear.