"Haunted, bullshit."

Yang Lin smiled in his heart and turned around and didn't pay much attention to that.

After entering the yard, to be precise, after entering the Yang Mansion Hall, he could vaguely see through what happened in the backyard without saying that it was arousing the sad things in his original memory.

Horse-drawing is really a horse-drawing hanging.

However, this method is really eye-opening.

When you observe objects with the sky eyes, you can see through the confusion when you are close. It is not true that ghosts hit walls, but there is ecstasy.

"Concentrate on practicing. The force of this knife is weak. Do you understand the slanting? You have to imagine that there is a big piece of wood in front of you, and you cut it into two pieces with one knife."

Yang Lin flicked his tail finger, and a light white wave of air shot straight out with a whimper, hitting Xu Xianhuanjue's hole.

A wisp of qi rushes through the meridian and breaks the acupoints...

Xu Xian said with a wow sound, and felt his hands and feet beside him. He half jumped and turned over and lifted up, and he slashed, making the air waves in front of him surging.

He was stunned for a moment.

Even if he had no knowledge, he could understand that the power of the knife just now, let alone wood, even a rockery or a huge rock, he could cut into two pieces with one knife.

Although I use a wooden knife in my hand.

The shrill roar of the knife breaking through the air.

Is this something that I can only use for half a day to practice knife?

"Don't stand there, and do your best to swing a thousand swords as you felt just now. No, three thousand swords."

Yang Lin taught his apprentice seriously, but he wouldn't laugh.

Although he can't see or feel some blessings.

But he had a feeling that perhaps it would be either a disaster or a blessing to accept this disciple himself, and it would be quite a small matter.

A great blessing or a great disaster is just a gamble.

Immortals and Buddhas fear the cause, and ordinary people fear the fruits.

There are all kinds of sayings here.

I saw the opportunity, because I was concerned about this and that, I didn’t have to do anything.

Now, no matter what, I am not a god or a Buddha, so I don’t have to fear cause and effect for the time being.

Of course, even if the final result is difficult to end, isn’t there still a way out?

Yang Lin touched the martial arts order in his hand that did not exist in the real world, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Muscle version of Xu Xian, let's hit, boy."

With the skills of Shenxiang Prison Control, he was sure that within three months, he would train Xu Xian to Schwarsenger.

...

"That's it?"

Taoist priest Deng Mutou looked at the old housekeeper of the Yang Mansion in a daze at this time, "Didn't you say it's haunted? It's really haunted. Why doesn't I sound like it?"

Li Gongfu lowered his head, his mouth twitched wildly, and he wanted to laugh but was very polite and dared not laugh out loud.

Hu Ya was completely unchanged and still maintained a transparent posture. To be honest, she didn't understand anything. She just thought that the pastries she served were actually quite delicious. Because she was worried about her identity, she couldn't eat them with a big appetite. It was a pity.

On the contrary, Zheng Lun practices the body of the Mingwang and the Vajra Knife in a very broad way. Although he practices Buddhist mental methods, he prefers the Vajra Technique and is very reckless.

At this moment, when I heard the movement in the backyard, I laughed so hard that I leaned back and forth.

"If it weren't for Captain Li, you brought me in personally and recognized the second son of the Yang family, maybe I would have thought I had come to Qunfangyuan."

As soon as these words were said, the old butler and the second young master Yang Boya blushed and anger appeared in their eyes.

If it were not forcibly.

They really don't want to invite others over.

In fact, although there is no one in the backyard, the sound coming out is too fucking.

Especially when the sound is very familiar.

A few soft moans and wild breathing were entangled, and someone begged for mercy.

Some people also shouted for the fight.

The sound was heard overwhelmingly, locked in the yard, but it was clear, allowing everyone to imagine the scene inside.

The horse hang is really a horse hang. The collision between the jade card and the table is crisp and pleasant. A male voice laughs from time to time, "Wen Niang, you lost this time. See how many rounds can you hold on to you?"

"Come on, I'm afraid you donkey guy..."

A female voice is heroic, like a female general who is about to go to the battlefield.

The other two female voices laughed: "Don't be afraid Xiaowen, three of them can't beat him one, so I won't believe it."

When Yang Boya heard this voice, he immediately covered her forehead and squatted down, not even wanting to say anything.

The old butler said whisperingly: "My grandmother Wen is the second young master, and the other two..."

"Who are the other two?"

Zheng Lun asked, his eyes extremely excited.

"It's the old lady and the third young lady."

The old butler was sweating heavily on his forehead, and he felt that he could not stay here for a moment.

However, this time the master issued a strict order, and the woman inside didn't care whether she was alive or alive. The male voice must not be let go, and he must die."

In fact, before they invited Captain Li from the yamen to come, their family had already thought of many ways. Seventeen or eighteen maids and servants had rushed in in the backyard, and even the third young master Yang Zhongyun couldn't help but rush in.

No one came out.

I heard a few screams at that time.

Then, there is no more of the following.

They even heard the sound of chewing.

Therefore, if you are walking around the periphery, you are still lucky. As long as you don’t force yourself to hit the bamboo forest and flowers in the backyard again and again, you will be fine. Once you are determined to rush in, you can still go in.

However, I can't guarantee the consequences of going in.

"Who can you deceive me?"

Taoist Deng Fangliu was a rare spiritual awakening at this time. He didn't know what kind of martial arts he was practicing, but he had no feeling of such sounds. He just squeezed out a little smile on his face: "Are you just a fool, who can you deceive me? Go..."

He pulled out the long sword on his back, stretched out his hand, and put a yellow talisman on it. He took two strange steps under his feet, and then slashed it with one sword.

call out……

At the point where the sword light rose, the yellow talisman burned on the green sword, and another sword light emerged in front of him. As he pointed the sword, he emitted a cold light and broke straight into the thick fog.

"Bang..."

There was a loud bang.

Everyone could hear the sound of Titicaca Lala in their ears.

Deng Fangliu shook his body, his face turned pale, and he opened his mouth and vomited blood.

He shouted, "Hurry, hurry up and rush in. That guy has been injured by my spiritual sword and cannot help him recover."

"The spiritual sword of Bull Nose asks for directions, how many brushes do you have? Look at my Mingwang sword technique, and the demon man gives the head."

At this time, Zheng Lun did not drag his legs. A golden light flashed on his body, and the sword light rushed into the vast fog like thunder.

There were a few rumbling sounds, the fog dissipated, and the situation in front of me was clear.

What comes into view is an unsightly scene.

Needless to say, the strange postures of the three women are.

Looking at the intoxicated and confused eyes and excited emotions in their eyes, you will know that it is not normal.

The jade plaques scattered all over the ground and the tables that were chopped to pieces can clearly know what contributions the Taoist Master Deng Fangliu made just now.

The spirit sword was broken into two pieces at this time, falling to the ground, losing its luster.

Zheng Lunyong was brave, but at this time he was nailed by a huge rake and twisted around the ground. His face was twisting ferociously. He only held half of the broken knife in his hand, and he could not use his strength to dance.

The owner of the rake had black hair like a steel needle, his head was huge, his ears were emitting wind, his mouth was protruding, and his fangs were thick, and he turned out to be a black pig's head.

The round tendon flesh is obviously full of huge strength.

The most bizarre thing is that this guy nailed Zheng Lun to the ground with a rake, and he kept outputting to someone.
Chapter completed!