The little girl was stunned, looked at her empty hands, her eyes widened.
"Ouch..."
A moan came from the side, but it was the old man on the bed in the room, who took a big breath.
The little girl heard the movement, with a surprised look on her small face, and crawled to the bed with her hands and feet.
The old man's eyelids moved a few times and slowly opened his eyes.
One night passed quickly, the sky was getting brighter, a red sun rose, and the wind and rain raging outside had ceased.
The door of the room opened with a creak.
The warm light shone in, and the outside world was clear. Most of the fog near the mountain village had dispersed, and only a little bit remained far away.
The little girl had changed into a red cloth shirt that was a little pale, and carrying a patched bag on her back, she supported the old man and walked out slowly.
The old man was wearing a shabby gray cloth gown. His complexion looked better than at night, but he was a little inconvenient to move. He was holding a wooden crutch that was a little polished in his hand.
The two went out and walked towards the entrance of the village.
The old man seemed to be very weak, and he panted a little when he arrived at the entrance of the village.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The little girl raised her hand and gestured.
Grandpa is okay. Although the long-haired ghost has been removed, the ghosts near the village have not disappeared. Sooner or later, other ghosts will be attracted. We have to leave immediately." The gray-robed old man rubbed the little girl's head. , Said.
The little girl nodded obediently.
The two continued to walk forward, without taking a few steps, a blue light fell from the sky and landed not far in front of the two, showing a graceful figure.
The visitor was actually a white-robed Taoist woman, in her thirties, with an egg-shaped face, fair complexion, and a pretty face, but her face was cold, revealing a fierce anger that a woman rarely saw, and she was holding a white dust in her hand.
"It's so strong that ghost mist is almost forming, but why don't you see the ghosts entrenched here?" The white-clothed Taoist aunt looked around and said to herself.
The old man and the little girl couldn't help being stunned when they saw the white-robed Taoist woman descending from the sky.
"Are you from this village?" The Taoist aunt in white came over, looked at the two of them, and asked.
"The old man has seen Xiangu." The old man finally recovered at the moment, and he was about to kowtow to the white-clothed Taoist.
It's just that he was in a bad body, and he couldn't help coughing as soon as he bent over.
The little girl hurriedly freed up a hand to pat the old man on the back, but she was too young to support the old man with only one hand.
"Lao Zhang does not need to be polite, Master Lei Yin, Poor Dao Fuyun Mountain, just passed by the clouds, and noticed the gathering of ghosts here, so I came down to check it." The white-robed Daoist waved her sleeve with her left hand, holding the old man's body firmly in the air with her right hand alone The palm was raised, and he paid a salute.
"Yes, yes, if Xiangu has anything to ask, the old man must tell the truth." The old man eased his breath and nodded hurriedly.
The little girl hid behind the old man, holding the old man's sleeve in her hand, looking at the white-clothed Taoist with big eyes curiously.
"Looking at this situation, you should be from this village, right? This place has been attacked by ghosts?" The white-clothed Taoist glanced at the little girl's baggage and asked.
"Yes, my surname is Sun. Everyone calls me the head of my old grandson. This is my granddaughter. Both our
grandparents and grandchildren are born and raised in this family estate. The village was originally enshrined as the guardian of a yellow-tailed king. Its also safe and sound, and there are no ghosts or monsters. But Huangwei King Yue died suddenly on a thunderstorm day before, and then a long-haired ghost came to our village every night. The other people in the village didnt run away long ago. , I was killed by the ghosts one after another. Only our grandparents survived. The old grandson sighed and said sadly.
"Yellow Tail King?" White-robed Taoist aunt Liu Meiyixuan.
"It's a fine yellow dog." The old grandson hesitated for a moment and said softly.
"Oh, if the monsters of the monster race can protect the common people, it would be a right way. If you die in a thunderstorm, it should be the power of the sky thunder to overcome the catastrophe and fail." The white-clothed Taoist nodded slowly.
The old grandson heard this, but he didn't know it, so he didn't dare to ask Dao aunt.
Your grandparents and grandchildren are one old and one young, and the blood is not strong. Why are the other people in the village killed, but you two survived?" The Taoist aunt looked at the two, and a sharp light appeared in her eyes.
"This... King Yellow Tail placed the shrine near my home before his death. It may be that although the King passed away, Yu Ze was still blessing my home, and the old man still has some black dog blood, so he has persisted until now." Asked for a moment, and said hesitantly.
The white-clothed Taoist shook her head, obviously not agreeing with this statement, her eyes swept over the two of them, and stayed on the little girl.
"Huh!" The Taoist aunt suddenly condensed her eyes, looked up and down the little girl a few times, and then pointed to the void.
A pure white light shot out from her fingertips, and then disappeared into the center of the little girl's eyebrows.
The little girl stagnated, her eyes became a bit misty, a faint crystal white light appeared on her small face, flashing endlessly It turned out to be a natural white tiger evil body! No wonder it has been able to withstand the invasion of ghosts for so long, not bad, not bad..." A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the white-robed Taoist.
The white light on the girl's face faded quickly, but her cheeks became flushed, and her body collapsed into a coma.
"Daxian!" The old grandson was startled and wanted to help the little girl, but his figure was a little unstable.
"Lao Zhang Mo wants to panic, she just slept over, it doesn't matter." The Taoist aunt in white stretched out her hand to help the old man, and slowly explained.
The old grandson was relieved when he heard the words.
"How dare you kill a man in Yizhuang, this hen is so bold! Do you know where the long-haired ghost hides during the day? I will go and get rid of it, so as to settle the unjust soul of Zhangjiazhuang Yizhuang." There was a layer of evil spirit, and a terrifying blue light was faintly permeated.
"Thank you Shangxian for your kindness, but I heard my granddaughter say that the ghost came to Zhuangnei again last night and was removed by a passing young man." The old grandson said with gratitude.
"What does that person look like? Is there anything special?" After a start, the white-robed Taoist aunt changed the dust from her left hand to her right, and asked a little curiously.
"The old man has been ill in bed a few days ago. He has been unconscious last night and didn't see that person. When my girl wakes up, Xiangu will ask her again." The old grandson shook his head and said.
The white-robed Taoist nodded, no longer entangled in the matter, and said:
"Although the ghost is removed, this place is not suitable to continue, you two will leave with me first, and find another place to live."
"Yes, thank you Shangxian." The old grandson was overjoyed when he heard this, and thanked him.
White-clothed Taoist aunt waved the dust, and a group of white clouds appeared out of thin air, holding up the three of them to the sky, and quickly disappearing into the distant sky.