"Catch a fox, a ghost I was detained just now was kidnapped. I followed it here and disappeared. That's why you, the old man, asked me to ask and tell me the vixen's cave. It must be a good thing that the vixen did."

Tudi laughed and said, "You have been catching ghosts for a thousand or eight hundred years. Why have you lost the ghosts now? It must be because you are negligent in your duties and have suffered such a bad result."

Bai Wuchang jumped in a hurry, and saw the old guy smirking, and he looked gloating with a gloating expression. He didn't hit him, and he raised the mourning stick in his hand and said angrily: "If you don't pick up the key points for me, be careful that my mourning stick will suck you, you can't take care of yourself."

Seeing that Bai Wuchang was anxious, Tudi waved his hand and said, "Master Qi, don't be in a hurry. Just kidding, that vixen lives in this mountain. As the saying goes, monks can't run away from the temple. If they catch the fox, they will not be in a hurry."

Bai Wuchang talked endlessly about this land, and he stomped his feet in anger and said, "Can you be fucking not anxious? You are pecking at the geese every day, and now you are pecked by a small family bird. Punishment is a trivial matter. If this matter is spread to the ghost world, where will I put my thousand-year-old face?"

Tudi nodded and muttered thoughtfully: "It makes sense, it makes sense. Even though things are small, the face is great."

Bai Wuchang heard the land say this and kept silent, waiting for the land to explain the following. Unexpectedly, the land said with an old face, "Seventh Master must be exhausted after rushing so far. It is better to go to the old man to have a cup of tea, take a rest, and keep enough energy to find the bad luck of the vixen."

Bai Wuchang's legs became weak and almost knelt down to the old man in the land. His ghost eyes were dizzy and looked at the land and begged: "Master, you are my master, okay. I beg you, where is the old vixen?"

The land saw Bai Wuchang's virtue, and she had goose bumps all over the floor. She was shocked and said, "I saw the mountain in front? After passing the mountain, I turned to the right. There was a one-finger peak. Under the peak was the cave of the fox. The old fox has been practicing for thousands of years. There are some Taoist practices. You should be more careful and advise you to go back and find some helpers..."

Before the land was finished, Bai Wuchang glared at the land, stomped his feet, and got in the air. He had already gone far away. Turning over the mountain, he saw a tall mountain on his right hand, which was like a finger, penetrated straight into the sky. He thought to himself that the old man in this land was whispering, but he didn't coax me. He landed at the foot of the mountain, the bright moon was hanging high, and the breeze was gentle, which was really clear and clear.

Looking around, strange flowers are beside the ground, auspicious grass is everywhere, and trees are lush. Bai Wuchang exclaimed: "This fox is quite good at choosing a place. This place has a beautiful scenery and a pleasant climate. It is indeed a good place to practice. I wonder what a fox spirit wants to use for his soul?"

After walking around, I saw no cave. I fumbled around the grass and suddenly saw thorns growing on the left head, and a black demonic aura filled the air.

Bai Wuchang was delighted and thought to himself that it seemed to be here. He muttered something, opened his mouth and squirted, and a flame sprayed into the thorns. A thorn immediately ignited a raging fire, and it shone brightly around, and in a moment, it burned into ashes.

Just as Bai Wuchang was about to take a step, he suddenly saw a white shadow flashing in the air. A charming girl shouted in the voice: "Where did the wild ghost come from? He dared to go to the door of my aunt's cave."

Bai Wuchang looked closely and saw the visitor bent his eyebrows, cherry mouth, blood-red lips, face bái    nèn, figure graceful, like a fairy in the sky, holding a long sword.

Bai Wuchang raised his mourning stick and said, "I am a missionary in the underworld. Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an is right. Are you the vixen who took away the soul from me?"

The woman spat and cursed: "Auntie, please do you think Hei Wuchang or Bai Wuchang. What kind of ability is a small hanged ghost? The little ghost you besieged was taken away by my aunt. How can you do to me?"

Bai Wuchang was furious when he heard this and shouted, "A little fox dared to be treacherous in front of me, see that I have taken you away." He raised the mourning stick and hit him on his head. The woman shook the long sword in her hand, held the mourning stick, and cut the long sword into the diagonal, and cut it towards Bai Wuchang's five fingers along the mourning stick.

Bai Wuchang took a quick step back, opened his mouth, and whispered a mouthful of fire. The woman threw out the long sword in her hand, muttering something, and the long sword turned into a ball of white light, like a shield blocking the fire.

"Oh, I'm sorry, the fox can also use flying swords. It's because of my master's mourning stick or your little flying sword." He threw the mourning stick in his hand, pointed his hands, and a white light went straight to the sword light. In the air, two balls of white lights were heard, and there were endless jingling sounds.

After fighting for a long time, the two groups of white lights were equal. Bai Wuchang was secretly anxious. He didn't expect that this old slut fox was so powerful. He thought: My mourning stick is also a magic weapon in the underworld. The mourning stick with the eighth master Fan Wujiu is called the Yin-Yang Two Odds. If the eighth master is here, the Yin-Yang Two Odds are taking action at the same time, I would like to know that this slut fox is no match. I can't go back to find the eighth master now, what should I do?

Suddenly, when I heard a gust of cold wind behind me, a voice shouted loudly: "Seventh Master, don't worry, I'll help you." Then a black light passed by, as fast as lightning, and headed straight for the sword light.

The woman could not resist it. She shouted, took away the sword light, raised the clouds, and fled in panic.

The seventh master said happily: "Your Majesty, you came in time. Let's go to the cave of this slutty fox first. Ni Duo is probably in it."

Ni Duoshi was drowsy, and suddenly smelled a fragrance in the blur. He was shocked. He opened his eyes and saw himself lying on a bed with the lights and candles on the table next to him, and the curtains and quilts were all pink. He thought to himself where he was?

"Save me, save me...", the voice was weak, Ni Duoshi was startled, and sat up and shouted, "Who is talking, where are you?"

"I, I'm right next to you," the voice intermittently, as if it was about to die.

Ni Duoshi glanced at him, and there was a young young man lying beside him, with a pale face and almost transparent look, and a pair of dead fish-like eyes staring at Ni Duoshi.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

"Don't mention it, too, you were also caught by the vixen. You should go to the table, under the table, and take one from the drawer, and take one, a porcelain bottle." Ni Duoshu turned over and got out of bed, opened the drawer, and indeed saw a crystal green porcelain bottle.

"Hurry, pour out, pour out a pill, take it, take it for me." Ni Duoshu opened the porcelain bottle, a fragrance penetrated his nose, stretched out his palm, poured out a pill, blood red like jade, faintly showing a red light.

Ni Duoshu took the pill to the young man.

The young man took a deep breath, closed his eyes and slowed down, and said, "It's much better. Thank you for saving your life. I almost lost my soul. What's your name?"

"My name is Ni Duoshu? What's your name? What's this place?"
Chapter completed!