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On an empty field, the rouge horse galloped, and its horse's hooves were hiking, making a clear and powerful sound.

Chen Tang didn't know how to look at the horse, but he knew that this mount was definitely a good horse. He had never tried it and didn't know if he could "travel a thousand miles a day and walk 800 miles a night". But as a horse demon, if it is impossible to compare with a thousand miles a day, it would be too inferior. According to the truth, it should be even better than that.

As the injury gradually healed, the skin of the horse also changed, and the original maroon became bright and vivid.

Chen Tang was very suspicious that if he continued to evolve like this, he would become a red rabbit.

Compared to pulling a carriage, Rouge Horse obviously prefers to be ridden by Chen Tang. When running, exerting force and sweating all over is of some benefit to internal injuries. What it prefers is that if Chen Tang is happy, he will reward two additional whips.

Outside the venue, the Taoist took the strange man by. Under the felt hat, the strange man stared at the rouge horse with his eyes, his eyes full of desire and heat for delicious blood food.

Chen Tang felt something, and he pulled the reins of the horse to slow down the speed of the Rouge Horse. Then he looked up, but only saw the backs of the two left. The tall strange man walked step by step, shrugging his shoulders, looking clumsy and stiff.

The Taoist robe he wore was obviously not suitable for his body. It did not look small, but rather it looked large, covering his body, with a wide robe and a big hat, which looked mysterious.

I remember reading martial arts novels before, and a warning about walking around the world was repeatedly mentioned, which means not to offend "beggar monks and Taoists, as well as women" easily. Because these people often have skills and powerful means.

When he was in the inn, Chen Tang felt that Taoist was strange, but he did not find any abnormality under the sensing. He thought in his heart that the other party might have just passed by. However, now the other party appears on the sidelines again, which inevitably makes people suspicious.

Although the Taoist left in a hurry with the strange man, Chen Tang was already cautious and had no intention of walking his horse. He shouted and rode his horse back to the inn.

Abao was waiting outside the door, and when he saw him coming back, he immediately came up to lead the horse.

Chen Tang made a casual move, turned over and got off the horse, slapped the horse's butt, and signaled Yanzhi to follow Abao back to the backyard stable. He went upstairs, washed his face and hands, and prepared for dinner.

The day passed quickly. During this period, Chen Tang deliberately hid upstairs, occasionally observing through the window to see if the Taoist was wandering nearby.

The county town is not very popular, especially after the haunted incident, it seems even more deserted. There are very few people coming and going, and there are no Taoist and strange men. Both seem to have left, maybe elsewhere in the city, or maybe they have left the city.

"Are you too concerned?"

Chen Tang said in his heart.

Because I had booked in advance, I had chicken for dinner today. I killed an old hen. The eggs were so old that it was so old that it started to stew in the afternoon, and it was just right by the time of meal time.

After a full meal, I washed my body and it was time for Hongxiu Tianxiang to read and write again.

At this time, Su Ling should be the happiest thing. She felt that there was no dark night between heaven and earth, and under the lamp, she had to be warm and warm.

After writing the words, Su Ling returned to her room to rest, while Chen Tang continued to do Zhoutian's luck lessons as usual, then changed into a painted leather clothes, carried a sword box, and blew out the lights.

But he did not jump downstairs immediately, but stayed in front of the window and waited quietly.

Most of the hour passed, and there was no movement outside. Chen Tang let out a sigh, then jumped down, and he was worried about circling around the inn, but still did not find any suspicion. Then he spread his body and rushed towards Yiwei Street.

During the day, he had conducted a field survey on this street and even set the suspicious target as the temple. So tonight's action was very clear, and he would come directly towards the temple without doing anything else.

The night was heavy and there were no lights on the streets. Soon, Chen Tang came to the gate of the temple.

This temple is not big in size, but it looks like a room with a green wall and tiles, and plaques and couplets hanging at the door, but Chen Tang didn't want to see it. Seeing that there was no door, it was a waste of trouble.

A small land like this is actually similar to a ancestral hall, with no portals or temple blessings. It is dark inside, gloomy, and has a very narrow vision.

Chen Tang was not uncomfortable. He didn't use his eyes to directly use his breath to sense it. As long as he captured the Yin Qi, he would know the location of the evil spirit.

At the first moment, the direction of sensing was directly in front of you. There was the statue of this chaste empress enshrine.

The vision is blocked and I can't see clearly the appearance of this statue. It's probably the kind of thin eyebrows and thin eyes. Most female statues are like this.

Under the sensation, it was empty and there was no yin energy.

This made Chen Tang feel strange. If the statue of God had only a lump of wood, where did the evil spirit come from?

No discovery was found on the statue of the gods. He began to search around him. After a circle, he had no harvest. The entire temple was cold and stiff, very ordinary.

Did you guess wrong? The root of evil spirits is not a temple?

Chen Tang couldn't help but mutter in his heart. After thinking about it, he simply sat cross-legged on the ground, melted into the darkness, and began to wait.

During the meditation, his state arises, and his whole body gradually becomes part of the temple.

I don’t know how long it took, but the wind outside seemed to be strong, and it swept across the empty streets and made a strange sound.

A black mist surged from one end of the street, swept by the wind, and covered it up. Soon the entire street was covered, as if it was in the underworld.

The black mist then poured into the temple, like a thick smoke.

"The bright moon shines, and the wronged ghosts sway in the wind; looking for a husband, the dark wind blows the moonlight..."

A sad and cold singing sounded faintly.

The song goes from far to near, and finally reaches outside the temple gate.

Chen Tang was still sitting cross-legged, motionless like a sculpture. The singing sounded in his ears, like a slanting and telling, making people feel desolate.

He calmed down and didn't even open his eyes.

Before long, there was a loud bang, and it seemed that many people walked into the temple, with footsteps loudly. The singing was still endless. Some people also played the suona, beat the gongs and drums, and accompanied the music, which seemed extremely lively.

The originally quiet temple seemed to have become a place of joy that sings and dances in an instant. From quiet to moving, the scene switches, bizarre and absurd.

Chen Tang's eyes were closed and his breath was calm, just like an old monk entering into meditation, without any interference from any changes, and his state of mind was in the ancient well.

The excitement continued, and suddenly someone came to Chen Tang, but a soft body fell into his arms. A delicate voice said, "Young Master, are you waiting for me here?"

Exhale like orchids, panting gently, indescribable charm and attraction.

Chen Tang suddenly opened his eyes!
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