Chapter 40: The Curtain Rises on the Decisive Battle
Chu Feng and Wen Cai responded, and then lit the oil lamps on the seven altars with matches.
"The evil baby also has the curiosity and playfulness of a child, so ask the spirit baby to come out to play and lure it out!" Uncle Nine turned his head to look at Pu Jia and ordered.
"Yes, Master!" she nodded, and then went to the tricycle that held the spirit babies and invited them out to play.
The spirit baby was simple and lively, and soon appeared, gathering together happily, filling the Dashuai Mansion with the laughter of children.
Swinging, playing in the rockery pool, playing with eagles and catching chickens, singing and dancing, it is particularly lively.
The master and apprentice glanced at each other, and then quietly returned to the hall and hid.
In Michelin's bedroom, the ghost baby heard the cheerful and lively atmosphere outside, so he turned into a purple light and escaped through the window.
The ghost baby has a hideous and vicious face, with strange purple skin, and there are purple vein-like bulges on a bald head, which looks more and more terrifying.
As soon as it appeared in front of the many spirit children, it stretched out its clawed hands and let out a vicious roar to intimidate them.
The spirit babies let out a panicked cry and hurried back to the tricycle, turning into a flash of light and disappearing back into the statue.
"Catch it!" Uncle Nine looked solemn, shouted loudly, and rushed towards the ghost baby with Chu Feng and the others.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the ghost baby crossed his hands, and a circle of purple yin thunder visible to the naked eye was wrapped around his arms, and shot towards Pu Jia and Chu Feng, who were the first to attack.
Chu Feng and Pu Jia quickly dodged away, and the purple yin thunder rushed towards the Ninth Uncle and Wen Cai behind them.
Uncle Nine should be old and strong, and when he can't afford to make a move, he rolls forward one by one, letting the yin thunder fall short.
On the other side, Wen Cai was struck by the thunder, his whole body twitched like an epilepsy, his eyes rolled white, his mouth foamed at the mouth, and he said in a voice trembling with electricity: "Master...... Help me!"
Pu Jia and Chu Feng had the same thoughts, they both chose to surround Wei to save Zhao, and rushed towards the ghost baby with a peachwood sword in hand.
Sure enough, the ghost baby saw the two peachwood swords slashing at him, and he immediately screamed in fright, and made the yin thunder disappear and retreated in a hurry.
"Bang-"
Sleeping with this, the courtyard gate of the Marshal's Mansion was directly kicked away, and the long-haired ghost servant and Han Meimei appeared at the same time.
Seeing the appearance of the two, Chu Feng's eyes lit up, and without hesitation, he pulled out the gun with his left hand like lightning.
At the same time as he raised the 54-style black star, the ghost servant and Han Meimei raised their hands and threw two flying knives, which burst out like a silver match.
"Bang!"
Chu Feng pulled the trigger, and the bullet accurately hit the oncoming flying knife, making a hoarse and piercing collision sound, and even sparks were sparked, causing both to eject.
Pu Jia's attack on the ghost baby was also suspended, relying on the advantages of agility and spirit, he twisted the blade of the sword and accurately side-struck the side of the flying knife.
"When—"
With a crisp sound, the flying knife was directly shaken out, spun into a silver light wheel and whistled to tear through the air, piercing into the trunk of the landscape tree.
"Master, hurry up!" The long-haired maid and Han Meimei joined forces to kill, and they didn't forget to warn the ghost baby.
The latter screamed, turning into a purple light and rushing back to the mother's body, obviously not a speed that others could catch up.
"Qiusheng, Pujia, hold them back, wait for me to do it!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Uncle Nine rushed back to the back of the altar as he spoke, preparing to cast a spell.
"You deal with Han Meimei, I deal with the ghost servant!" Chu Feng and Pu Jia stood side by side, put away the black star, and instead took out a spirit talisman and pasted it on the peachwood sword.
"Okay!" Pu Jia responded, splashed a handful of glutinous rice in her hand, and took advantage of Han Meimei's dodge to kill it with a peachwood sword.
Han Meimei is half human and half corpse, and the lethality of glutinous rice to her should not be underestimated.
But the long-haired woman is half human and half ghost, and glutinous rice is ineffective against it.
Chu Feng knew this very well, so he didn't use glutinous rice, but attacked it with a peachwood sword with a spirit talisman attached.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the ghost servant is naturally considered to be very skilled, and in the original plot, Aunt Partridge and Uncle Nine teamed up, and they also suffered losses in her hands.
But when it comes to Chu Feng, it doesn't seem to be enough.
She leaned back with an iron plate bridge, avoiding the sword blade that Chu Feng slashed horizontally, but unexpectedly, the latter's wrist immediately swirled, and the peachwood sword pierced down like lightning.
"Poof!"
The peachwood sword with a spirit talisman is extremely lethal to ghosts, not to mention directly piercing her chest, but it is even more "sneering" with green smoke, and the wounds are expanded.
"Ahh
"Not good!" Chu Feng chuckled in his heart, knowing that she was going to use illusions.
In the original plot, this is the best method of the ghost servant. Whether it is the scene in the Hundred Ghost Fog Forest, or the play of Wencai, Qiusheng, and Nianying, it is enough to prove the horror of her hand.
And Chu Feng's weakest attribute is spirit, which is only 18 points.
With one's own strengths and the shortcomings of one's enemies, the effect is self-evident.
Chu Feng only felt that his eyes were dark, he couldn't see or hear anything, and his whole body was as heavy as iron, he didn't listen to the call at all, and he couldn't move at all.
Such a situation naturally made him creepy and flustered.
In the eyes of others, Chu Feng stood in place with a blank face, allowing the screaming ghost servant to show a fierce face, slapping his chest with one palm, and forcibly breaking free from the peachwood sword.
"Bang!"
Chu Feng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if his bones had been broken, almost causing him to faint - of course, his current situation was actually not much different from fainting.
"Poof—"
Chu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flew out upside down, and he fell to the ground.
Uncle Jiu's face changed, and he immediately put down a fist-sized sculpture in his hand, twisted two pieces dipped in willow leaves, dipped them in a bowl full of runic water, and flew towards Chu Feng.
"Slap, smack—"
He fought two moves with the ghost servant who wanted to persecute Chu Feng, and kicked him back two steps with one kick.
"Wake up!" Uncle Nine snorted and wiped the two willow leaves on Chu Feng's eyelids.
Chu Feng suddenly felt that his eyes were clear, and he finally had hearing and vision, and he was able to control his body.
"Hurry up!" Uncle Nine pushed him directly in the back, anxiously pushing him towards the female ghost.
Seeing that Wencai was dumbfounded on the spot, he wanted to complain: You are our own master, you are really not afraid of his death by pushing the senior brother up like this?
Fortunately, Chu Feng reacted quickly, and immediately put the peachwood sword in front of him, letting the ghost servant's claws grasp it, and "snort" rose green smoke, causing her to scream in pain and retreat.
In fact, it is no wonder that Uncle Nine is so anxious, the situation is really precarious, and he can't afford to delay.
In the little time that was wasted before, the ghost baby attached to Michelin had already howled fiercely and jumped down from the stairs!
Not only that, but there were also terrified shouts of people in the streets.
"Run, zombie!"
Bursts of heavy and rapid footsteps, from far and near, came towards the Great Marshal's Mansion......