Chapter 57 Chapter 57 Three in One

On Wu Manshuang's palm, Yan Luoyue wrote the pinyin sentence stroke by stroke.

She treated Wu Man Shuang's palm as some kind of handwriting and pinyin input keyboard. After spelling each word, she used her snake-like thumb to simulate the space bar and tapped it lightly.

We enjoyed this and exchanged ideas back and forth for several rounds.

At the beginning, Yan Luoyue asked Wu Manyhuang: [Do you think this temple has eyes?]

Wu Manshuang thought for a moment, and followed Yan Luoyue's example by spreading out her palm and writing stroke by stroke: [Probably not.]

In fact, he just shook his head and the other party could understand.

But seeing Yan Luoyue writing so happily in the "secret language", Wu Manshuang couldn't help but want to try it too.

Yan Luoyue nodded slightly, thinking that this coincided with her guess.

She believed that when outside the Yue Lao Temple, this obsession should have its own way to detect what was happening in the outside world.

Otherwise, it would not be able to manipulate the formation so accurately to block their way, nor would it be able to send out the paper army at the right time to surround them.

But inside the Yue Lao Temple, the situation is not necessarily the same.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Wu Manshuang was clearly looking for trouble in the fight with the left-handed spiral demon just now.

It was he who grabbed the silver thread of the left-handed spiral demon, and it was he who held on to the thread stubbornly and refused to let go.

The left-handed spiral demon was even frightened by Wu Manshuang and returned the same way he came, even throwing the paper man into the coffin and forgetting to take it back.

This is a textbook example of an aggressive fraud.

But when the obsession of Yue Lao Temple appeared, the target of blame was not Wu Man Shuang, but the left-handed spiral demon.

Yan Luoyue therefore came up with a guess.

——The Yue Lao Temple may have only sensed the smell of blood, but was unable to accurately detect what had just happened.

Just as ordinary people can check external injuries on their bodies at will, but if they want to explore diseases inside their internal organs, they must use instruments.

For this obsession, the interior of Yue Lao Temple may be its internal organs.

It could vaguely detect the general outcome and hear the conversation between the three people, but it could not observe the specific process of what happened.

This was very good news for Yan Luoyue and the other two.

The two of them were communicating animatedly back and forth.

As a child who had dropped out of school and had never learned pinyin, Ling Shuanghun couldn't guess what they were writing even if he stretched his neck.

Although his expression remained reserved, he was anxiously flapping his wings.

At the same time, he had to find ways to cover up for the two of them and fool the omnipresent Yue Lao Temple.

Bai He cleared his throat and continued to lie with his eyes closed:

"We can see that the old groom and the old bride are scolding each other with angry eyes! They are gritting their teeth, they are glaring at each other, they regard each other as enemies——"

I don’t know how Wu Manshuang, with a white veil on her eyes, cursed Yan Luoyue with her eyes.

After a while, Yue Lao Miao asked doubtfully, "Why... didn't I hear... the cursing..."

Ling Shuanghun chuckled.

"Why didn't a couple who were getting divorced curse at each other? Let the emcee explain this question.

"It turned out that due to excessive anger, the old man and the old woman's voices had become hoarse.

"But even so, they still persist in glaring at each other, fighting each other with their fingers, and maybe even slapping each other in a little while.

"——The above is the explanation given by the ceremonial officer for not swearing at the ex-groom and ex-wife. I hope it can answer your confusion."

Yue Lao Temple: “…Oh.”

Yan Luoyue who happened to hear a voice: "..."

She was wrong. She really shouldn't have joked about the "little editor's style" with Ling Shuanghun when she had nothing to do.

Also, Ling Shuanghun chose this time to demonstrate his literary talent. Could it be that he wanted to use this opportunity to declare that he was not excluded from the three-person group?

Yan Luoyue took a moment to glance at Ling Shuanghun in her busy schedule and discovered that the crane demon was watching the interaction between her and Wu Manshuang with a serious look on his face, and he even had a pen and a small notebook ready in his hands.

Judging from the appearance of his on-site sketches, perhaps in a few years, Wu Manshuang and Yan Luoyue will be published as the protagonists of "Two Resentful Species' Observation Diary" in a book.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Time is precious. Yan Luoyue hurriedly wrote a few words on Wu Manshuang's hand and looked up to ask, "How is it?"

Wu Manshuang nodded, took Yan Luoyue’s hand, and wrote: [hao].

After finishing writing, he imitated Yan Luoyue and rubbed it in her palm like an eraser, erasing the handwriting that didn't exist in the first place into a mess.

Seeing that the two had finished their discussion, Ling Shuanghun immediately announced that the second underworld divorce ceremony had officially begun.

After hearing his words, two paper figures of a man and a woman in red and green jumped out from the corner of the wall.

One of the two paper figures had a red face, and the other had its face torn off by Wu Manshuang.

Both of them look terrifying in their own way, and they are a perfect match.

Controlled by the silver thread, the two paper figures moved towards the coffin step by step.

This left-handed helicon demon may not have learned the idiom "under the melon field and plum trees".

But having just endured the tantrum of Yue Lao Temple, it has already learned without any instruction what "unprovoked disaster" means and what "it is better to be safe than sorry" means.

Therefore, when manipulating the silver thread this time, the left-handed screw demon was very careful the whole time and did not even let the thread appear in the sight of the three people.

It held the paper figure to the edge of the coffin, and then took the initiative to withdraw the silk thread, allowing the paper figure to lose its center of gravity and float lightly along the sliding lid into the coffin.

——Anyway, the person has been delivered. If anything happens to him, it has nothing to do with it.

This standard pan-shaking operation made Yan Luoyue sigh in amazement.

It is true that oranges grown in the south of the Huai River are oranges, while oranges grown in the north of the Huai River are tangerines.

A native, pure-blooded left-handed spiral demon actually learned how to shirk responsibility in the world of immortal cultivation in the mortal world!

After seeing how good it is at adapting to different people, who could have imagined that this left-handed helicoid demon didn't even have eyes?

However, this left-handed screw demon never imagined that he would encounter two unprecedented prey.

You have to know that Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang, they are——

"A human scammer - has been learning how to scam people since birth - has been using scales to scam people since we met each other - has kept the scamming skills of half a pipe of health in mind - and his history of scamming people is as long as his age" is the honorary president of the lifelong advanced scamming skills!

Yan Luoyue: Hehehe, we are going to team up to deal with you.

Just as the left-handed spiral demon was controlling the paper man to move towards the coffin, Wu Manshuang took off her gloves again and violently tore the wound on her palm that had not yet closed.

The skin and flesh, which had already formed a thin scab, were torn apart again by Wu Manshuang.

There was no sign of pain on his face, and when he tore open his wound, it was as calm as tearing off a wrongly written homework.

Blood rolled down like beads from a broken string, and in the blink of an eye it had seeped into the cracks in the floor of the Yue Lao Temple.

At this point, Wu Manshuang still felt it was not enough, so he squeezed the wound to allow more blood to gush out of his palm, and the blood spots spread in a half circle around the tail of the coffin.

Yan Luoyue tugged hard at the back of Wu Manyhuang's collar.

She pretended to scream: "Oh, monster, you are so cruel - old man - you are hurt so badly!"

——In other words, why did the little green snake attack itself so cruelly?

Yan Luoyue discovered that Wu Manshuang was fine in most cases, except for the moment when she entered a battle state where she would immediately become a bit mad and determined to fight to the death.

Feeling the pull from the vest, Wu Manshuang threw on the breath-covering cloak.

He took advantage of Yan Luoyue's force and leaned back, sticking to her arm and turning into a thin green snake. He just lowered his head and slipped into Yan Luoyue's cuffs like flowing water.

Yan Luoyue had used the remaining alien demon skin to forge an arm guard for herself, which came in handy now.

They say that once is new, twice is familiar.

Although the last time she was wrapped around Yan Luoyue's wrist, Wu Man Shuang's length was only enough to make a bracelet.

But this time, when it was gently and carefully wrapped around her arm, Wu Man Shuang had turned into a very presentable jade armlet.

Yan Luoyue, who obtained the limited edition jade armlet, instantly increased her fighting power to ax.

She even replaced Ling Shuanghun's position as the master of ceremonies, singing, reciting, acting, and crying loudly while pounding the ground.

Double the fun, double the happiness.

Yan Luoyue covered her face tightly with her hands, like a sad otter who didn't want to face reality.

"My old lover! How could this damn monster eat him?!"

"Wuwuwu, you eat so cleanly, who can I ask for a divorce?"

"Someone, come out and tell me if this ghost divorce procedure can be completed. My dead man has died for the second time!"

Ling Shuanghun: “…”

Left Spiral Demon: “…”

Not understanding what the two were talking about, the Left-handed Helicon Demon hesitated for a moment as he retracted the silver thread.

Then the next moment, it discovered that the originally peaceful Yue Lao Temple suddenly began to shake like an evil dragon whose scales had been touched, and the entire building began to tremble like an earthquake!

As it turned out, Yan Luoyue's impromptu acting was still somewhat superficial and looked a little artificial.

Therefore, the only one who could be deceived by her, apart from a very stupid little snake, was probably the really stupid Yue Lao Temple.

The Yue Lao Temple cannot detect what is happening inside itself, but it can perceive the final outcome.

From this perspective, things look like this:

[The left-handed spiral demon's silver thread entered the temple area.

The smell of blood spread throughout the temple.

An old man it needed suddenly disappeared.

The silver thread of the left-handed helicoid demon was poking its head out from the shallow floor, as if it knew that this matter had failed and could not be concluded. 】

——Excuse me, what happened in this room just now?

Based on the process it perceived, Yue Lao Temple quickly made the easiest, but also the most erroneous, inference.

Is there any need to think about it? It must be that the left-handed spiral demon couldn't resist his greed again!

It's like a person who finds blood in his stool and quickly goes to the doctor for treatment, and is diagnosed with intestinal cancer and will die soon - but the real situation is that he ate a whole red dragon fruit last night.

The obsession in Yue Lao Temple was briefly silent for a while, but soon it rebounded.

Every floor of it rose and fell like a bungee, and the originally sobbing voice turned into a thunderous roar.

Silently yelled: "I told you...don't do that first!!!"

"They...know the ritual...not allowed!!!"

The sound made Yan Luoyue's head buzz, as if a wall-breaking machine was stirring wildly in her brain.

As an innocent innocent, she felt the pain so bitterly. Needless to say, the left-handed spiral demon, who was directly targeted by the Yue Lao Temple, felt even worse.

Within two or three seconds, Yan Luoyue saw a mound of earth slowly rising on the ground not far from the temple gate.

The shape of this mound of earth was surprisingly the same as the wild grave they had seen outside the village before.

Maybe... maybe in the several tombs they saw at that time, the left-handed spiral demon was pretending to be one of them, setting a trap for them from a distance.

As a bird, Ling Shuanghun turned his arms into wings and hung in the air, barely maintaining his balance in the rapidly shaking Yue Lao Temple.

He shouted to Yan Luoyue: "Say something!"

Yan Luoyue was like a piece of seaweed, swaying in the wind in the Yue Lao Temple.

After hearing Ling Shuanghun's suggestion, she subconsciously said:

"Friends, today we found a left-handed spiral demon. It was lying on the sand. Just now, Yue Lao Temple sprinkled some salt on its breathing hole..."

Ling Shuanghun: “…”

Ling Shuanghun: "...I didn't ask you to say that."

Ling Shuanghun: "...Forget it, I'll do it myself."

He had long seen through it. As long as it came to matters involving writing and talking, neither of these two partners could be trusted!

The sharp cries of cranes pierced the thick night. The white cranes spread their wings and sang a tragic song in the atmosphere of imminent battle.

Ling Shuanghun sang with great sorrow:

"The demons have broken the seal and come out, and the left-handed spiral demon is causing trouble.

First she made the old man bleed profusely, and then she swallowed him up in one gulp.

The ex-wife is heartbroken and in tears. She wants to divorce but can't find her ex-husband.

The signboard of Yue Lao Temple is no longer preserved, and the old people cannot rest in peace in the underworld.

No more ghost divorce ceremonies can be held, all the celebrants have been eaten..."

Yan Luoyue looked at Ling Shuanghun in shock.

She discovered that Xiao Ling was simply obsessed with sensitive words.

In just five lines of lyrics, he touched upon all the psychological hot spots of Yue Lao Temple.

Xiao Ling really understood how to stir up internal strife among rivals.

It’s hard to say which line of Ling Shuanghun’s song provoked Yue Lao Miao to go crazy all of a sudden.

As a monster that has not received nine years of compulsory education, the Left-handed Helicon Demon obviously does not understand such a high-level principle as "pacifying the country before fighting foreign enemies".

Firstly, it couldn't care less about killing Yan Luoyue and Ling Shuanghun, and secondly, Yue Lao Temple wouldn't allow it to do so.

Thirdly, in the monsters' life rules, there has never been such a thing as not fighting back when being beaten, or being gentle, respectful, frugal and tolerant.

So after being severely attacked by Yue Lao Temple several times, the left-handed spiral demon could no longer endure it.

It threw off the dust and dirt that covered its body, revealing its true form that was twice as tall as a man.

The left-handed snail demon shot out dozens of silver threads from its shell and began to dismantle the Yue Lao Temple's house!

Yan Luoyue's literary talent is not enough for her to sing the popular Crane Song, but she has no problem stirring up trouble.

Learning from Yan Bixin's successful experience, Yan Luoyue immediately shouted: "The house collapsed, the house collapsed!"

For a while, the scene was in chaos and confusion.

After a while, Yinsi randomly turned the key of the formation, causing Yue Lao Temple to do a sudden braking and crawl and tilt, almost knocking Yan Luoyue and the other two out of the big "mouth" at the temple entrance.

After a while, the left-handed spiral demon's mind was controlled by Yue Lao Temple again. The silver thread twisted 180 degrees strangely in mid-air and stabbed back at the left-handed spiral demon's own hard shell.

This tactic of "using one's own spear to attack another's shield" not only inflicts 2,000 casualties on the enemy, but also makes the enemy pay for it.

The left-handed spiral demon broke a silver thread, leaving a clear scratch on its solid shell.

During this period, Yan Luoyue and Ling Shuanghun were like two small lonely boats in a tsunami.

They held onto the protrusions on the inner wall of the Yue Lao Temple to stabilize their bodies, and occasionally pulled each other.

After persisting like this for an unknown amount of time, the two finally got the result:

This was the best possible scenario, Yue Lao Temple and the Left-handed Helicon Demon were both defeated and injured.

When Yue Lao Miao spoke again, he was breathless.

"You guys... huhu... start quickly... huhu..."

It compromised with the left-handed snail demon: "After the ceremony is over... huff huff... I will give it to you..."

As for the left-handed spiral demon, more than a dozen silver threads were broken off from it, and there were also many scratches on its shell.

Ling Shuanghun had just stood up straight, and the first thing he did was to tidy up his clothes from head to toe.

At this moment, the white crane boy's jade crown was askew, his robes were messy and wrinkled, and even his lacquered boots were stained with a lot of dust. In fact, the image he always maintained was very different.

Ling Shuanghun said with a hint of anger, "My old husband has been eaten, where can I find another old husband?"

Yue Lao Miao said quietly: "I see that you are... quite good at talking... why don't you... take on the role... "

"How can this be possible? How can a dead person preside over his own divorce ceremony?"

Ling Shuanghun was furious and asked, "Why don't you just let the monster eat my wife as well, and then let me play all three roles?"

"Ah... uh... this..."

While Ling Shuanghun was bargaining with Yue Lao Temple and using the topic of ghost divorce, which was the most concerned topic of Yue Lao Temple, to attract all its attention, Yan Luoyue had already stepped out of the threshold of Yue Lao Temple.

With a clear goal in mind, she activated her Turtle Armor Skill and headed straight for the left-handed helicoid demon with whom she had just fought.

Sensing Yan Luoyue's approach, the left-handed spiral demon quickly released more than ten silver threads, intending to pierce Yan Luoyue through.

As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

Even if it had just fought a battle with Yue Lao Temple, its fighting ability should be stronger than this little demon.

Yan Luoyue rushed forward with a tough attitude that was totally inconsistent with her petite appearance, and she actually knocked off more than a dozen tough silver threads.

The life value reduction of -1000, -1000, -1000 appeared above Yan Luoyue's head from time to time.

However, Yan Luoyue only glanced at him with the corner of his eye, then snorted coldly and looked away.

Being hit three or four times in a row by the left-handed spiral demon is enough to take away half the life of an ordinary foundation-building monk.

But for Yan Luoyue, who had activated her Turtle Armor Skill, fully activated her defense, and had just upgraded her health bar on her birthday not long ago, this amount of damage was not enough to move her.

——She can withstand attacks like this at least a hundred times!

Yan Luoyue will teach this left-handed spiral demon a lesson today.

Let them know what 100,000 points means, what power means, and what is the incumbent obligation of popularizing mathematics!

Realizing that Yan Luoyue had already rushed into his safe range, the Left-handed Screw Demon finally sensed the danger and released all of his hundreds of silver threads at once.

At the same time, Yan Luoyue made a move.

Just like Ling Shuanghun who would transform his arms into wings from time to time, the demon race who had mastered the transformation could partially transform anytime and anywhere.

And now, Yan Luoyue, in human form, has transformed the turtle tribe's shell armor onto his body.

Even after forming the shell, Yan Luoyue acted decisively and quickly retracted his limbs and head into the shell!

——Since there is a shell, why not use it?

Thinking back then, the first thing Yan Luoyue did after turning into a little turtle was to learn how to retract his neck!

The hard shell knocked away more than twenty silver threads along the way.

As a counterattack, these tough and sharp silk threads also left deep marks on Yan Luoyue's back.

However, Yan Luoyue is a little turtle with super strong defense but overly cautious.

These silver threads didn't even penetrate the stratum corneum on her back, so it didn't hurt at all.

Following this momentum, Yan Luoyue finally succeeded in getting within three feet of the left-handed spiral demon.

He estimated the attack distance in his mind, and the next second, the Divine Turtle Tornado was dispatched again.

Under the whip of the silver wire that was waving wildly like the tentacles of the sea anemone, and under the heavy pressure of the left-handed spiral demon, the light green tortoise shell spun at high speed and leaped into the sky!

Yan Luoyue flew to a height parallel to the mouth of the left-handed spiral demon's shell.

At this time, the distance between her and the left-handed spiral demon's body had become very close, so close that she could reach out and touch the soft hole as big as a fingernail.

Then, Yan Luoyue stretched out his arm towards Ruan Kong.

Don't get me wrong, as a member of the turtle clan, Yan Luoyue's individual attack power is not high, and the left-handed spiral demon's threads are already retreating.

This state cannot be maintained for too long, and Yan Luoyue only has one chance to attack.

She chose to give this opportunity to Wu Manshuang.

The jade bracelet wrapped around her arm suddenly began to move like water waves.

In mid-air, a hand stretched out superfluously.

Because it had not seen the sun for many years, the palm of the hand was white, the knuckles were distinct, and clear light blue blood vessels could be seen on the back of the hand.

The bright red blood flowed down along the pale palm lines.

The blood drops carried a quiet and dull murderous intent, dripping into the holes steadily and then sinking deeply into the clam-like cavity.

At the same time, a mocking sneer sounded in the air.

"——Hello, spicy snails."

As soon as he finished speaking, the power of the divine turtle whirlwind began to wane, and Yan Luoyue spun down from the highest point.

As she spun at high speed, she was silently shocked in her heart.

By the way, how did Wu Manshuang cleverly combine his politeness of greeting everyone he met with his madness of killing with one strike in just one sentence?

Moreover, he didn't even forget the task Yan Luoyue assigned to him.

Wu Manshuang memorized the menu of "Reading the Menu" by heart, and successfully put what she had learned into practice at this moment!

Yan Luoyue: “…”

At this moment, Yan Luoyue deeply realized that when the little green snake finished its training, it would probably become something extraordinary.

The next second, Yan Luoyue landed safely on the ground. He immediately transformed into a human form, rolled on the ground, stood up and ran in the opposite direction.

She still remembered what happened to Wu Chunhui after he was poisoned by the little snake. It was really... his whole body swelled up into an exploding giant.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Manshuang also transformed into a human form, and with her gloved left hand she pulled Yan Luoyue and ran wildly.

As he ran, he tried to put the cloak on Yan Luoyue.

After trying this two or three times, a muffled explosion suddenly occurred behind the two men.

Yan Luoyue looked back and was immediately surprised.

"The thread of the left-handed spiral demon is really strong!"

Inside the tightly sealed snail shell, which was opened only as small as a fingernail, the flesh of the left-handed snail demon decomposed rapidly due to the poison, producing a large amount of corrupt gas, which eventually expanded and exploded.

The rushing air blew the entire shell up on the spot.

The left-handed spiral demon's corpse flew into the sky.

That visual effect...e, is probably similar to the effect of firecrackers!

But even after enduring the corrosion of venom, an explosion from the inside, a physical kick, being raised and dropped, this shell made of countless silk threads still does not suffer much wear and tear!

Yan Luoyue was overjoyed: "Great, I'm just in need of materials for refining equipment!"

In particular, the refining material that can withstand the toxicity of Wu Man Frost.

You know, little green snakes can grow taller.

Although he saved and saved every bit of the leather he had taken from the alien demon, it was no longer enough as his figure gradually grew taller.

Although Yan Luoyue didn't say it, she always kept this matter in her heart.

Now, this left-handed spiral demon is just a pillow handed to you when you want to take a nap.

The snail shell was very large, enough for Yan Luoyue to make a set of isolation suits for Wu Manyhuang from head to toe, and a set of protective suits for herself, and there would still be a lot of materials left over for other things.

Based on this point alone, this trip to the ghost village can be said to be worthwhile.

Once the left-handed conch demon died, Yue Lao Temple became like a tiger with all its teeth plucked out.

Without its minions serving it, it would be difficult to activate the formation and control the entire village with just an obsession.

Yan Luoyue and the other two relaxed and cleaned up the traces of the battle.

The places where Wu Man Shuang's blood had dripped must be cleaned up with fire, and the flesh and blood sprayed by the left-handed spiral demon must also be burned on the spot.

The two blood-stained wedding gowns she was wearing were quickly taken off and burned along with the others.

They were busy holding a ghost divorce in the first half of the night, and busy cleaning up the battlefield in the second half. The schedule was so tight that the night passed quickly.

The sky was turning pale, and the morning star was already shining in the east.

"Speaking of which, what should we do with this Yue Lao Temple?"

Ling Shuanghun stood up, took off the mask on his face, looked back at the old and dilapidated Yue Lao Temple in the morning light, and shook his head gently.

"If it's just an ordinary obsession and harmless to humans, it's fine to keep it. But it has learned to cooperate with monsters and is using whatever means to lure travelers to kill it, so it can't be kept."

Yan Luoyue recalled what she had learned in class: "Generally speaking, the way to clear obsessions is to dismantle the body."

"Yes." Ling Shuanghun didn't even forget to tuck his messy hair back neatly when he stood up to wipe his sweat. "We have to tear down the Yue Lao Temple soon."

At this point, his expression became a little strange again.

"Xiao Yan, what is your relationship with Master Yan? As everyone knows, he predicted last time that the house would collapse, and Fellow Daoist Zhen's house really collapsed. And you just fanned the flames of Yue Lao Temple and told it that the house collapsed, and now..."

Now, the house is literally falling down.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Luoyue gritted her teeth and insisted, saying word by word: "This is really just a coincidence..."

Ling Shuanghun closed his eyes, shook his head and sighed regretfully: "I don't believe it."

Yan Luoyue looked at Wu Manshuang for help: "Manshuang, what do you say?"

“…”

Wu Manshuang lowered her head.

Even though he was covered by a white veil, the two of them could see the shame in his heart.

Pulling Yan Luoyue's sleeve with her gloved hand, Wu Manshuang tried to comfort her and said sincerely, "I... I can't believe it either."

He had indeed seen it with his own eyes. Along the way, wherever Luoyue mentioned a ghost, there was a ghost; wherever he mentioned a village, there was a village; wherever he mentioned a paper figurine, there was a paper figurine; wherever he mentioned a lantern, there was a lantern; wherever he mentioned a lonely grave, there was a lonely grave.

With a 100% chance of winning, Wu Manshuang simply couldn't bear to betray her conscience.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Ling Shuanghun laughed unabashedly.

He was so wicked as to use the tone of a crane song, and his smile was a bel canto coloratura that rose an octave.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Damn, what kind of resentful friend is this!

Before demolishing the temple, the three searched inside and finally found a corner of an old letter under the shrine.

As soon as the letter was pulled out, a cloud of dust flew towards his face.

Waving their sleeves to disperse the dust, the three carefully spread out the yellowed and brittle pages. It turned out to be a letter to a passerby.

The letter briefly describes the past of the village:

It is said that there was a master of immortal cultivation in the village in the past. But now, no one in the village has the talent to cultivate immortality.

In recent days, the village has been haunted by ghosts. They invited a Taoist priest from a nearby sect to help check, but the final result was not satisfactory.

After half of the villagers discovered that they had dug up their ancestors' graves, stood in the abandoned Yue Lao Temple, and kowtowed to coffins in the middle of the night, they decided to move the village.

We should learn from past experience and be cautious if passers-by mistakenly enter their village.

After reading the letter to the end, Yan Luoyue felt as if a great change had taken place in the world.

"It seems that this custom has not been passed down. Later, even they themselves did not know that their ancestors had such a custom."

Perhaps, these villagers don’t even know that they are descendants of the demon race.

They don't even know that three thousand years ago, there was a war against demons that almost subverted the three realms, and the human and demon races shook hands and made peace under pressure - and that was the origin of their bloodline, the incubation of their customs, the reason for "haunting", and the origin of everything.

Ling Shuanghun carefully put the letter away, and then wrote something down on his personal scroll.

He smiled warmly and said, "That's why we need to record history."

Official history writes about heroes, while unofficial history writes about the human world.

Use songs to express emotions, use articles to record things, use biographies to record spirits, and use myths and legends to pass on folk customs.

To record those stories is to pass on the traces of what once existed.

Perhaps a custom will disappear, a city will be destroyed.

But thousands or hundreds of years later, when someone mentions this old story, other readers will still respond: Ah, yes, I have read this history!

Leave the stories in the world, and what is gone will never be forgotten.

Today, the White Crane Demon is still a recorder of unofficial history.

…

As the Yue Lao Temple collapsed with a loud bang, its obsession let out a final sigh in mid-air, and then the sound became inaudible.

The three of them stood facing the ruins of Yue Lao Temple for a while, savoring the ups and downs of this evening, and they all felt it was very magical.

Ling Shuanghun stood with his hands behind his back, looking thoughtful in the morning breeze.

"By the way... don't you think something is missing?"

Yan Luoyue thought: "What?"

Ling Shuanghun: "I got first-hand unofficial historical data, you got the materials for refining weapons, and Xiao Wu got the soft armor that will be available in the future. We returned with a full load, but in the end, we watched you collapse the house... Then what? What else?"

"...Don't talk nonsense. I didn't cause the house to collapse."

Yan Luoyue emphasized it again, and then revealed a puzzled look: "But it is true, it seems that I have forgotten something..."

"Formation." Wu Manshuang reminded in a low voice, "We came here to close the no-fly formation."

As for the later stories about hauntings, lonely villages, ghost marriages... they were all just passive self-defense.

It can only be said that Yan Luoyue's prediction was too accurate. Under her influence, the three people's thoughts went astray rapidly, and they almost forgot what they came here to do in the first place.

"……Oh."

After listening to the conversation between the three of them, a light laugh suddenly spread in the air.

The other two looked around, trying to find the source of the sound.

As for Yan Luoyue, she stood up straight suddenly.

——That’s the sound!

——When Wu Manshuang grabbed the thread of the left-handed spiral demon, the questioning male voice that echoed in her mind was this voice!

Facing the three people's vigilant eyes, a silhouette, like frosted glass wiped by water, slowly appeared in the dim light of morning light from head to toe.

The moment he saw the man's face clearly, Yan Luoyue had only one word in his mind: "Damn!", which kept getting bigger and bigger in his mind.

--Depend on!

——It’s you!!

——I was a gray-haired person at the beginning!!!

At the beginning, Yan Luoyue once said: "The current environment is suitable for telling a ghost story."

Then in the next second, the man in white with snow-like hair revealed a vague figure, flashed slowly in front of the three people, and then disappeared without a trace.

And this is the fundamental origin of this great adventure in the underworld village.

The man in white had a handsome and evil appearance. His hair was as white as snow and fell to his waist. In his narrow eyes, two red pupils were like rare gems.

The man stood very straight, but his demeanor was not solemn. He had a casual smile and did not look like a serious person.

In fact, this look, this temperament...

If most of the local monsters were not ugly, Yan Luoyue would even think that the white-haired man was a demon lord who walked out of a book.

It was not until this person showed up that the three of them became aware of his presence.

Even when meeting him face to face, Yan Luoyue and the other two could still feel that unfathomable aura.

Just by looking at each other, the three of them couldn't help but sweat on their foreheads.

...This is the most powerful person Yan Luoyue has ever seen since coming to this world.

Smiling at the three people, the man in white hooked his finger and made a "summon" gesture to a corner.

As he moved, a palm-sized battle flag appeared where there was nothing originally.

The flag fell into the man's palm as smoothly as possible, and he rolled it up casually and put it in his arms.

"This young friend." The man in white turned his gaze, and his blood-red eyes stared at Yan Luoyue with a smile.

"Your flying device is very unique, what you say is very interesting, and your friends are also very unique... Well, I hope we can meet again someday."

With a wave of his hand as a farewell gesture, the figure of the man in white disappeared into the air like a wisp of smoke, just as he came.

The pressure on their bodies eased, and the familiar air enveloped the three of them again. Yan Luoyue then realized that they had subconsciously held their breath just now, and even their breathing frequency was restrained to the weakest state.

"…Who is he?"

The first words that came out of Yan Luoyue's mouth were towards Ling Shuanghun.

"I don't know." Ling Shuanghun was sweating profusely and had to wipe it off one by one with a handkerchief.

"I have definitely read the records about this person... but as soon as he looked at me, my memory was sealed. This is an advanced method of mind control. His cultivation must be above the Yuan Infant level."

“…Above Yuanying? I don’t believe he is only at Yuanying.” Yan Luoyue murmured.

Jiang Tingbai's cultivation level was at the Yuanying stage. When she was with him, Yan Luoyue had never felt such a huge pressure.

Remembering what the white-haired man had just done, the two formation rookies hurriedly lowered their heads to check for traces of formations on the ground.

The formation that had been vaguely visible before now disappeared without a trace.

Yan Luoyue even wondered if the man in white had found the center of the formation and then destroyed the entire formation.

"Speaking of which..." Yan Luoyue suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

"He probably saw that we were busy all night, so he mentioned me and you guys... But why did he give my flying saucer a shot for no reason?"

The three of them looked at each other, and a sense of bad luck emerged in their hearts.

"Let's go back and take a look!"

I ran all the way back and found the UFO was still parked there.

On the porthole designed by Yan Luoyue, a piece of paper was prominently posted.

Not daring to be careless, Yan Luoyue tested it with his spiritual energy. Seeing that the paper did not explode and did not attack, he put on special gloves and carefully took it off.

Written on the paper were three Chinese characters in black ink, in a style similar to that of a flying dragon and a dancing phoenix: "Search and seize the petition."

...Chamei means to confiscate.

In other words, Yan Luoyue received a fine.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Luoyue was unsure whether the other party was joking or serious, and her eyes drifted towards Ling Shuanghun:

"Speaking of which... the world of immortal cultivation also has fines???"