midnight.

Dark clouds covered the moon, and it was so dark that no one could see his fingers.

Jingle Bell……

The bedside bell rang, and Li Ping'an suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed two powder packets with both hands.

Lime, poisonous powder.

Blind and stun the enemy to control them, and then sneak attack or escape according to the situation.

After silently pretending to be asleep for a while, he didn't hear any footsteps. Li Ping'an opened the bed curtains and took a sneak peek. The dust on the edges of the doors and windows was intact.

He got out through the hole in the back wall, climbed up to the roof and looked around, but didn't see anyone.

"Could he be a night owl?"

Li Ping'an frowned slightly. The silk thread connecting the copper bell was four to five feet long, and there would be very little movement if a small animal stepped on or bumped into it.

I was hesitating to go back to the house to sleep, or go to Chunfeng Tower to listen to music. It was safer in a crowded and lively place.

boom!

A loud noise came from the east, which was especially deafening in the silent night.

"There is……"

Li Ping'an's heart moved and he opened the door of the west wing. Yan Chixiao was indeed missing inside.

Returning to the roof, looking around, there was a centuries-old tree not far away.

He leaped forward with his footsteps, quickly climbed up the treetops, looked down at Qianyuan Street, and saw flashes of lightning and continuous roars.

"The Taoist priest is fighting with the devil?"

Li Ping'an was so curious that he couldn't get close.

When masters fight, mortals suffer.

Judging from the momentum of the collapse of the house, it was comparable to a small-scale earth dragon rolling over, and the aftermath could kill people.

Lights lit up in the streets, and the timid people hid in their houses and trembled, while the bold ones stood on the roofs and watched.

Dang Dang Dang!

The yamen servants beat the gongs and shouted loudly in the streets and alleys: "The puppet rebels are massacring the people. The imperial army is suppressing them. It is strictly forbidden to approach, it is strictly forbidden..."

When the people heard this, they quickly went back to their houses and turned off the lights and blocked the doors.

If the rebels break out of the siege and flee in all directions, it is likely to be a disaster for the whole family.

Li Ping'an watched the government officials running around one by one, making propaganda in an orderly manner, and understood that Yan Chixiao was cooperating with the court to eliminate demons while avoiding chaos.

"I never forget to smear the puppet government. How much the court hates it..."

There is very little description of the puppet dynasty, the Wei Dynasty, in the Chronicles of the Kingdom. The only few pages are devoted to criticizing the cruelty of the Wei emperor.

They wantonly massacred the officials and nobles of the capital, and allowed soldiers to plunder aristocratic families, in order to prove that the puppet dynasty was not in line with etiquette, so it could not maintain long-term peace and stability.

唳——

A high-pitched wail resounded through the night sky, stinging the eardrums.

Li Pingan was confused for a moment, his hands and feet became weak and he fell from the treetop. He woke up in mid-air, grabbed the branches with both hands and swung up and down.

"The demons and ghosts are so dangerous, they can affect you even from such a distance!"

There was another continuous roar in the distance, and it was obvious that the fighting was not over yet.

Li Ping'an didn't dare to go up the tree anymore. He stood on the roof and watched. He saw bright lights rising into the sky, thunder rolling in the dark clouds, and then a thunder struck down from the sky.

Boom!

The loud noise caused ringing in the ears, and Li Pingan opened his mouth wide to avoid damage to his eardrum.

After a few breaths, the thunder dissipated and silence returned to the middle of the night.

"Is it over? Is the ghost dead?"

Li Ping'an was worried. If the ghost escaped, it would probably come back for revenge, and Yongxingfang would not be safe.

After waiting in the yard for a long time, I saw a black shadow crossing the wall. When it landed on the ground, it trembled and almost fell.

Li Ping'an lit the lamp and saw Yan Chixiao's miserable appearance. There were several bloody wounds on his chest and shoulders, as if they had been scratched by the claws of a beast.

The clothes around his heart were torn, and there was a dark palm print printed on it, as if painted with ink.

"The Taoist priest is injured?"

"The ghost was too cunning. It possessed a human body and attacked Yan. He almost lost his life."

A piece of Yan Chixiao's calf was bitten by a ghost, and he staggered when he walked. He sat on a stone bench to rest, took the liquor from Li Ping'an, and drank half of the bottle.

"Fortunately, Yan is more skilled and killed the ghost completely to avoid harming others in the future!"

"Taoist Priest, I know some methods of treating trauma."

Li Pingan breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little more favorable towards Yan Chixiao, who was desperately killing ghosts.

Listening to the sounds of fighting and fighting, the ghosts are definitely not something ordinary people can resist. If they are not eliminated today, they will sneak into the morgue one day. Traps and hidden weapons may not be effective.

Once you enjoy someone's protection, you can't just watch your wounds bleed.

Li Ping'an took out the gauze, needle and thread, carefully cleaned the blood stains, and carefully sewed up the wound.

However, there is a piece of flesh and blood about the size of a palm missing from the calf, which is two inches deep. No matter how skilled the surgeon is, it is difficult to sew it up without a skin flap.

"Taoist Priest, this wound can only be covered with golden sore medicine and wait for it to scab over slowly."

It's a pity that I didn't know that I would travel through time. Otherwise, I would have written down the method of growing antibiotics in a local way in advance, and carry a few with me, so that I would no longer have to worry about wound infection.

"Thank you, layman."

Yan Chixiao cupped his hands and said, "Yan has already washed his marrow and exchanged blood. A few wounds are nothing, and he will heal on his own after some time."

Marrow cleansing and blood transfusion!

Li Ping'an was shocked and amazed in his heart. No matter how much he overestimated Yan Chixiao's realm, he never expected him to be a martial arts master.

Zhao Yuntu, the master of economics, and Chen Yan, the golden swordsman, are the top figures in the capital's arena. They only strengthened their inner strength and refined their internal organs, and later became martial arts masters in the marrow-cleansing realm.

Blood transfusion is a higher level than marrow washing, and there are many experts in Daqian.

"At the Taoist level, you can have the palace doctor diagnose and treat you, and use some miraculous medicine to make the wound heal faster."

"Yan doesn't like officials, and others don't like me either!"

Yan Chixiao snorted coldly: "No one in the imperial court knows the origin of this ghost, but they all pretend to be blind and hand over the shit basin to the previous court..."

"Cough cough cough."

Li Ping'an coughed a few times and interrupted Yan Chixiao's words. There were some things he knew he couldn't say.

Moreover, calling the puppet dynasty the former dynasty clearly showed some recognition of the Wei Dynasty. It was simply a crime to punish the nine tribes, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Taoist Priest, are there many ghosts in this world?"

"There are many of them in the wilderness."

Yan Chixiao said: "Layers don't need to worry. Ordinary ghosts are of low strength, and a strong man who has never practiced martial arts can kill them."

Li Pingan felt a little relieved: "How to divide the strength of ghosts, and how to restrain them when they encounter them?"

Since there are many ghosts in the world, it is only a matter of time before you encounter them.

If you know more about it and take precautions early, you can save your life if you do encounter one.

Yan Chixiao pondered for a moment and asked, "Does the layman know how many levels of true energy there are?"

Li Ping'an said: "Zhen Qi is different from the five levels of body refining. It is only divided into three levels: Qi gathering, true essence, and pill formation. I don't know how to divide them specifically."

Big Toad Qi is not a real Qi training method. Its main function is to strengthen the body and strengthen the body. It only slightly touches the realm of Qi.

"After the ghost condenses, it absorbs the evil energy on its own, and is born in the state of gathering energy."

Yan Chixiao said: "After a long time, the Yin evil spirit will condense into water quality, similar to the true essence. Then the Yin evil spirit will form a real elixir and become the ghost king who controls the Yin realm."

Li Ping'an suddenly understood more about ghosts and Qi.

"So the ghost you killed tonight is comparable to a martial arts master?"

Yan Chixiao is a body refining master in the blood exchange realm. He was seriously injured in a fight. The ghost should be the Qi Practicing Ghost King who has formed a Yin evil pill.

"Realm belongs to realm, it cannot be counted as strength."

"Most ghosts are confused and extreme, and can easily fall into traps. Their souls are solitary and have no yang, and are extremely restrained by fire, yang energy, thunder, etc."

Yan Chixiao said: "So it is much easier to deal with him than a martial arts master!"

Li Ping'an asked: "Can the Taoist priest tell you a few specific items to exorcise evil spirits? Let's prepare them in advance. We don't want to kill ghosts, but at least we can save our lives."

"The best thing to restrain ghosts is the peach wood sword. Peach wood is yang. The older it is, the more yang energy it has. Carrying it with you will prevent evil spirits from getting close to you."

"The incense ash in the temple relies on the mind power of believers. Sprinkling it can make ghosts appear and suppress them."

"The money from the Five Emperors can ward off evil spirits and transform into evil spirits, and can be woven into a sword to kill ghosts."

"Cinnabar can also drive away evil spirits..."

"The butcher's pig-killing knife, the executioner's ghost-headed knife and other evil blades..."

Yan Chixiao talked about more than ten ways to exorcise evil spirits, all of which were common items, and finally said.

"The most effective one is the lightning that strikes the wood. The thunder from the sky is as strong as the Yang. If the remaining wood is touched, the ghosts and ghosts will die immediately. If the lightning strikes the peach wood, it will be even more powerful. Even the poor Taoist has never seen it!"

Li Ping'an's eyes lit up. The ancients could only rely on luck to obtain the lightning-strike tree, but he had a way to induce thunder to strike the peach tree.

Add a kite and copper wire to create Franklin's secret method of conquering demons!

The two peach trees in the yard were planted by my great-grandfather. They are nearly a hundred years old. If they are struck by thunder from the sky, they can make century-old, lightning-strike, and peach wood swords.

The three superpositions add up, and the Ghost King Piyi!

"It's not enough to just wear a mahogany sword. You also need hairpins, necklaces, folding fans, bracelets, foot pads, and two front and rear breast protectors..."