After all, the man is an expert in the internal family. He was almost confused by the female voice. He woke up quickly and saw that the opportunity was not good, so he immediately broke through.

"Old thief Yan Wei, come here!"

Transformed into an angry male voice.

Swish swish swish swish!

Five or six lanterns lined up to block the retreat.

The man opened his eyes wide and wielded his bronze mace and smashed it.

Bang bang bang!

Lanterns broke, and suddenly a little light green flame stained the copper mace, and it started burning, burning all the way to the handle.

"Ghost Fire?"

The man shouted in surprise and hurriedly threw the copper mace to the ground, fearing that the strange flame would burn it to his hands.

Without the copper mace, he had to wave the short blade and rushed out.

"Come on, I'm waiting for you here..."

The faint call came out again, but a sedan chair was standing horizontally in the center of the road.

It is a small soft sedan chair, two people are lifted one by one, one by the other, square, with red tassels hanging from the top of the sedan chair, with a charming color.

The delicate call came from the sedan chair, which was particularly tempting.

The man gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed, and he turned around and rushed into the forest.

There are many lanterns hanging on the trees, emitting a faint light, so that you will not be able to see your five fingers in the forest, and within a range of more than meter, you can see objects.

"You scholar, really hide here!"

The man suddenly saw behind a pine tree, hiding from a figure, and immediately stepped forward and grabbed it with a big hand.

The man jumped away. It was Chen Tang, holding a wooden box in his hand.

Seeing this, the man grinned and said, "Scholar, please help me block it, I will be grateful to you."

As he said that, his left hand poked out again, and it was a "star-picking hand" in his hand.

He wanted to capture Chen Tang and wait for the evil spirit to attack him, which could be used as a shield. Maybe the evil spirit liked the scholar's breath and ate it, so that he would have a chance to escape.

This "star-picking hand" has been immersed in the man for many years and has been very skillful in practicing this trick, but he has almost failed.

But Chen Tang suddenly felt a thump and bumped into him.

“Huh?”

The man thought the scholar was shocked and came to his door without knowing the depth.

Chen Tang, who was close to him, slapped him with a palm and slapped him on the man's lower abdomen.

"you!"

The man screamed in surprise and subconsciously stabbed the short blade in his hand.

With a loud bang, Chen Tang was blocked by a sword box, like a pierced iron stone, leaving no trace left.

Chen Tang jumped aloft, jumped a few feet away, and looked over with bright eyes.

The man stood there, his expression seemed to have no change, and he still looked sinister and fierce.

But Chen Tang knew: This is fake!

This person is the deputy director Yan of the college, Yan Zhihai. He didn't know what was wearing on his face and disguised himself.

As a veteran book fan of martial arts novels, the saying "disguise" is quite easy to understand and accept.

However, Yan Zhihai was slapped on the abdomen by Chen Tang's palm, and he didn't feel anything at first, but soon he realized something was wrong. A strange breath rushed into the dantian. The feeling was like a butterfly flapping its wings, and the dantian suddenly turned upside down.

"What's going on?"

Yan Zhihai looked at Chen Tang's eyes, full of shock and fear.

"Old thief Yan Wei, go to die!"

A lantern fell from the sky and hit Yan Zhihai impartially, staggering him, and finally tilted his head and fell to the ground.

Yan Zhihai was frightened to find that his meridians were disordered, his hands and feet began to numb and he could not move.

Swish!

The sedan chair appeared in front of him, and the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted open, and a delicate jade hand stretched out, grabbed Yan Zhihai's feet, and slowly dragged him into the sedan chair.

"No, no!"

Yan Zhihai shouted in panic, but he was powerless and could not struggle.

Soon, bursts of torn sounded, like a broken cloth, and Yan Zhihai's cry for help suddenly disappeared, and then there was a chewing sound, like a wild beast eating, making people hear and creepy.

Chen Tang stood there quietly, motionless.

About a quarter of an hour later, the sedan chair calmed down and said in a delicate voice: "Thank you, my son, for helping me and letting me take revenge. So, tonight, I won't eat you, you can leave quickly."

Chen Tang sighed: "The girl died unjustly, which is regrettable, but since she has successfully revenge and has achieved what she wants, she should go where she should go, and don't harm the world again."

"What did you say!"

The female voice turned into a male voice, with an angry roar: "How dare you care about our affairs? Where are you when we die? You will only look at each other coldly and do nothing; you will also make indifferent sarcasm. Yes, you are all accomplices and our enemies!"

The more he said, the more crazy he became: "So, we took back what we said just now, and we will eat you tonight."

As the voice sounded, the sedan chair rushed over and rushed forward, and reached with one hand.

It is no longer a delicate and delicate jade hand, but a furry claw, quite thick, full of green hair, five fingers long and huge, five nails, several inches long, black and shiny.

Chen Tang stood there, motionless. In the upper end of the Tianren Sword Box in his arms, a ray of glow suddenly shot out of the upper end of the "well" symbol, covering his claws.

There seemed to be a huge suction force in the glowing light, grabbing the claws, and then pulling out the evil spirit sitting in the sedan chair.

Chen Tang raised his eyes and saw that the evil spirit was not huge, but his body looked quite strange, with black hair all over his body, long hands and feet, like a strange beast...

In a blink of an eye, the sunlight had already put it into the sword box.

The box was shaken gently, as if there was a slight sound of water, but it soon became silent.

With a crackling sound, the sedan broke and scattered all over the floor.

Then the remaining lanterns hanging on the pine trees turned into gray one by one, completely shattered.

Chen Tang took out a fire note from his arms, lit it, and took action as a small torch, ready to walk out of the woods.

When I passed by the pile of sedan chairs, I suddenly stopped and broke the branches to stir up the rotten and smelly wood. I soon discovered that big yellow money was scattered in it.

Chen Tang was overjoyed and quickly searched for it. He thought that he had more than 3,000 yuan.

These are all the tangles of Yan Zhihai on his body. The evil spirits eat people but do not eat dead objects, so they are left behind. Chen Tang is just cheap, and they are treated as spoils and have been seized quite a lot.

"Huh, this is it?"

Chen Tang's heart moved, and a piece of leather paper was picked out from the branches. It looked very familiar and spread out. Isn't it the faces that Yan Zhihai used to disguise?

What surprised Chen Tang even more was that the material of this velvet was exactly the same as the velvet that recorded the "Shan Yang Jing" before, and was almost the same.

In order to crack the technique, Chen Tang repeatedly studied the peel paper, looked and touched it, so he would never make a mistake.
Chapter completed!