Wu Zhen shook her head and said, "No!"
Zhang Zuo and Wang Bin were walking ahead with white paper lanterns. When they heard the voice, they looked back at Wu Zhen in awe.
They are reluctant to be chosen to do such a thing, but they are not very repulsive.
After all, Yu Qingyao is a great beauty, and most men will be a little bit secretly happy to serve her. Secondly, although patrolling the streets at night is hard and dangerous, it is a serious business, and the purpose is to catch monsters.
Besides, Yu Qingyao is a Taoist priest in the Foundation Establishment Realm, and there are powerful demon pets around her, so it is not very dangerous to follow her. It is better than following other Taoists.
These days, the Taoists in the branch have formed small teams to patrol the streets at night.
Baimu quietly came out of the dry well where he was hiding, and he turned into a young man in Tsing Yi, walking quietly on the street.
Blindfolded with a black belt floating behind his head, he was carrying a black leather bag and a bamboo stick in his hand.
He still remembers the beautiful world in the eyes of the last girl in his mind.
The soft silver light of silver chopsticks, the transparent and crystal-clear color of jade hairpins, the intricate and beautiful patterns of silk, the delicate petals of flowers, the beautiful and lovely gestures of maidservants, and the gentle and loving smile of mothers...
What he likes most is the girl's innocent and happy laughter, which makes people feel happy.
All this is so beautiful, he was intoxicated underground for three days before he was willing to leave that wonderful world.
Baimu lives in the underground world, where it is dark and quiet, it is a dead and cruel world, he doesn't like it.
He has a strange ability, as long as he puts the eyes of other creatures into his eye sockets, he can see the memory of that creature, the world in which that creature lives, and the emotions he has experienced.
After trying many times, he found that the world in the eyes of girls is the most beautiful, and the feelings of girls are his favorite.
Therefore, since then, he has become obsessed with finding and collecting girls' eyes.
He can perceive the girl's innocent and happy emotions from the girl's smell, and can tell whether the girl's life is happy or sad from the girl's voice.
He uses this to determine the hunting target.
Although he has no eyes and can't see, but when he finds one, all he finds are beautiful and lovely girls.
His bag is made by secret method, which can store the eyes for a long time without breaking.
Now the bags are full of girls' eyes, and he throws away the eyes of other creatures.
The night breeze brought coolness and various smells, and Baimu breathed intoxicatedly, distinguishing them carefully.
Suddenly, a scent caught his attention. It is so beautiful, incomparably beautiful. Compared with it, all the scents of girls he had smelled were like scum.
Baimu was deeply intoxicated by it, and couldn't help touching it along with the smell.
Yu Qingyao straightened her waist, maintained a perfect posture, and rode the horse forward at an even speed.
Well, even in the dark, even if the street was empty, she wouldn't relax, what if someone was peeping through the window? What if she accidentally exposed her ugly appearance to others
A white lotus must always be beautiful, do you understand
Wu Zhen blinked her golden eyes, and quietly reminded her master: "Something is coming, I'll eat it."
Yu Qingyao shook her head with a smile and said, "No, wait for him to come."
Wu Zhen asked in confusion, "Why?"
When she thought about it, she flew away, wouldn't it be over if she ate that guy with one mouth
Yu Qingyao smiled and said: "People must see what good deeds I have done. I will not be an unknown hero. If you eat that monster, no one will know that I did it. Who will remember me and who will be grateful to me?"
Wu Zhen was speechless.
"What kind of monster?" Yu Qingyao asked. She hoped in her heart that it was the hundred-eyed monster she was looking for.
Wu Zhen glanced over there, and said dully, "It's a female sling."
A female ghost who hanged herself was hiding in the dark ahead, looking at Yu Qingyao greedily.
Yu Qingyao also felt bored when she heard that it was a female hanger.
Ghosts like female hangers are very common in human settlements. There is no way for them. In ancient times, women would hang themselves when they felt that life was boring. This is mainly because the rope is too easy to obtain, and it is the cheapest and most convenient way to commit suicide.
At this time, they have not obtained the method of cutting their wrists. They do know that committing suicide requires a lot of courage and wrist strength, as well as a sharp sword, which ordinary women cannot do.
Taking poison is not easy. Women who are not rich and powerful can't afford poison at all. Poisons are expensive and not readily available. Many women don't even know that anything is poisonous.
Another favorite way for women to commit suicide is to jump off a building, but the buildings in ancient times were not high, and the most common ones were two-story buildings.
It's not that there are no tall buildings, they are high-end restaurants, towers on the city gate, or palaces. Ordinary women can't get in at all, understand
In contrast, who doesn't have a rope? If you really can't find the rope, just tear up a strip of cloth and twist it.
The female hanger mustered up her courage and showed up.
She put away her ghostly appearance, dressed up as a beautiful woman in a silk robe, and ran towards Yu Qingyao in panic, shouting, "Help!"
Yu Qingyao raised her hand and struck thunder in the palm of her hand. There was a sound of thunder, and a flash of lightning hit the female ghost.
He meow, I hate women, you are dead, if you don't stay underground, and you come to me to be an eyesore, then you will be ashamed!
The female ghost stopped in shock, her body turned into a wisp of green smoke, which drifted away with the wind.
Zhang Zuo and Wang Bin were startled, and quickly pulled out the Dahuan Dao behind their backs. The iron ring collided with the back of the knife, and there was a constant screeching sound.
Yu Qingyao comforted them with a smile: "Don't panic, it's just a female ghost, it's fine!"
Zhang Zuo and Wang Bin smiled awkwardly and put away their knives.
At this time, the hundred-eyed monster is almost here.
The incomparably wonderful smell he smelled was exactly the smell of Yu Qingyao.
Feeling the power of Thunder Palm, he couldn't help but stop.
Ghosts are afraid of thunder, so he raised his nose suspiciously, but he didn't sense the dull and damp smell before it rained.
Hundred Eyes hesitated for a moment, unable to suppress the longing for Yu Qingyao's eyes, and walked towards her. To him, Yu Qingyao's eyes are priceless treasures, the most beautiful eyes he has ever seen.
Collectors are often scary, especially when they see their favorite treasures.
That kind of madness and persistence will far exceed the imagination of ordinary people.
Zhang Mingzhi, an outer disciple of Changxinguan, was patrolling the street with his four juniors. He was complaining inwardly, the goddamn hundred-eyed monster, it's not a good place to go, but he ran here, which made me sleepless.
Turning a corner, I suddenly saw a dark figure flashing in the alley.
Zhang Mingzhi shouted sharply: "Who? Stop for Daoist!"
While shouting, he chased after him.
To be honest, he didn't expect that black shadow to be a monster, he just thought it was a thief or a gambler, and he wanted to catch that guy showing off his prestige, expressing his grievances about being forced to patrol, and getting some money for drinks by the way.
The black figure was Baimu, and he froze when he heard the cry and the hurried footsteps.
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