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The one-eyed Taoist shook his head helplessly, feeling a little depressed. The little guy didn't listen to them, but listened to Xu Ce's. This is a bit too much. A box of tomatoes was betrayed.

"Xiao Douding, take good care of your home. If Master comes back and finds that you have destroyed your home, don't even think about eating bananas!"

Before leaving, Daoist Yimei couldn't help but warn that this little thing is cute, but it is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi..."

Xiao Douding nodded obediently, as if to say, don't worry, Ben Zangzo is the most obedient.

"Set off!"

The one-eyed Taoist waved his hand, calling everyone to set off.

In the dead of night, holding a torch, he walked in the direction of the plantain forest.

After a while, the four of them stopped and arrived at their destination.

Beside the plantain grove, a row of wooden houses was built. There were lights on in the wooden houses, but strangely there was no sound, and there was a strange silence.

It's just like……

Deathly silence.

Xu Ce looked forward, there was no major accident, he knew what was going on, the plantain essence had almost sucked up the Yuanyang of the people in the plantain grove, leaving only a little bit to hang their lives, if not treated in time If not, these people will have to burp if they can't survive for two days.

But since they came, they must not die.

But Yimei Daoist, Afang, and Ahao's master and apprentice didn't know the situation here, so they carefully looked towards the wooden house. Go to the cabin.

He randomly chose a wooden house and pushed towards the door. There was a slight creaking sound, and the door was unlocked.

Looking inside, he found a pale and bloodless man, with sunken osprey, and an extremely comfortable expression on his face, but the breath in his nose was as thin as a gossamer, as if he was going to die at any time like.

Daoist Yimei stretched out his hand to detect the pulse of the opponent's wrist, and after a while, he took a breath and said:

"There is still life to be saved. Ahao, Afang, nephew Xu Ce, you three, go and see if the situation in other wooden houses is like this. If so, don't mess with their bodies, just come back and tell me."

While speaking, Yimei Daochang took out a black-painted pill from the cloth bag on the side, and stuffed it into the man's mouth.

"Master, what did you feed him?"

Afang asked curiously.

"Yang Qi Pill."

"Yang Qi Pill?...Uh, master, it must be the elixir you mixed with black dog blood, rooster blood, and cinnabar, right?"

"Yeah, what? What's the problem?"

"Is that really edible?"

"As long as you talk too much, hurry up and go outside to have a look!"

"Oh, good master."

The three of Xu Ce walked out, and Xu Ce was also curious, is it really the three ingredients that Afang mentioned just now?

If so, it wouldn't be a panacea.

But it was disgusting enough, Xu Ce quickly shook his head, anyway, if he was asked to eat, he might not be able to bear it.

There are more than a dozen small wooden huts beside the banana grove. After pushing away the wooden huts, there is a man lying in each wooden hut, and he still seems to belong to that kind of very strong man, but at this time, they are all the same as before. Like the person who opened the room, his face was pale and bloodless.

It made Afang and Ahao feel an inexplicable chill down their spines.

After a while, the three of them checked all the rooms and went back to the room where Daoist Yimei was.

"Master, they are all the same as him."

"Master, what kind of demon did you say? It's too ruthless. Even if these people come back from treatment, they will probably lose a few years of life."

A Fang and A Hao asked, with worries on their faces.

Uncle Jiu frowned, looked at Xu Ce, and asked:

"Nephew Xu Ce, what do you see?"

Xu Ce was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect the Taoist priest with an eyebrow to ask him. He thought that he was just making soy sauce, and at the last critical moment, he collected the soul of the plantain essence.

But since the questions were all on his head, he had to answer them, otherwise he would lose face to Uncle Jiu, and it would be a sin.

Xu Ce made a thoughtful look, looked around, and finally fell on the plantain forest, and then slowly said:

"Uncle Yimei, I think the culprit is there."

"In there?"

Before Yimei Daoist could speak, Ahao shook his head, then took the conversation and said:

"Senior Brother Xu Ce, it shouldn't be, you just came to our Jinque Town, I'm afraid you are not familiar with Jinque Town, but we have been in Jinque Town for many years, and there are no ghosts in this plantain forest.

In contrast, I think it is more likely that the evil spirits passing by here came to beat the autumn wind, and these ordinary people would be unlucky. "

"Yeah, I thought so too."

Afang nodded approvingly, expressing his agreement.

Xu Ce didn't explain, just smiled and looked at Daoist with one eyebrow without saying a word.

The two disciples, A Fang and A Hao, may not have enough eyesight, but Yimei Daochang is an old world, and he should have seen the clues.

Seeing that Xu Ce didn't speak, and they couldn't ask any more questions, they both looked at the one-eyed Taoist priest.

The Daoist priest with one eyebrow saw the clue at a glance to Xu Ce, and he sighed secretly. It was beyond his expectation. Is this the insight that a Taoist who has only practiced for three months can have?

Thinking of this, Daoist One Eyebrow thought of Xu Ce's cultivation, and he suddenly realized a problem. Regarding Xu Ce, a nephew, there are some things that seem to be better not to make conclusions according to common sense.

"You come out with me."

Daoist Yimei put aside the messy thoughts in his mind, now he is here to save people and destroy monsters, so he should do things first.

"Oh, Master."

The three of them followed, and then stopped around the back door of the cabin.

"Huh? Why are there red strings and red candles on the ground?"

Afang and Ahao didn't need to raise their eyebrows to remind them. When they lowered their heads, they had already seen something unusual. There were red ropes and red candles on the ground in this row of small wooden houses, and one end of the red rope extended to the wooden huts. inside the house.

The other end extends into the banana forest.

"Master, what is going on here?"

Daoist Yimei squatted down, pulled out the red candle on the ground, and pulled the red rope extending into the banana forest into his hand, and then said slowly:

"If my teacher's guess is correct, a certain banana tree in this banana forest has become a spirit tonight!

You try not to get close to the banana tree. "

"Ah! If you become a spirit, can a banana tree also become a spirit?"

"That's right, it's becoming refined. It's thousands of times harder for plants to become refined than animals. However, at the right time, this can be saved a thousand times."