Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Old Man Who Cultivates the Spirit

Master Fang and I stood there holding our breath and quietly looked at the paper figure in the moonlight.

The scene was quite weird, and the paper man didn't even look at this side, even though the fire was burning very hot.

After about ten minutes, the paper turned around and walked towards the sedan chair.

"Keep up and see who's manipulating. Just as the paper man was carrying the sedan chair away, Master Fang made a gesture towards me and said to me in a low voice.

I nodded, and followed it in unison.

The paper man carried the sedan chair and went around into the depths of the woods.

There was no road in the forest at all, and the paper figure carried the sedan chair at a fast speed. I also have to admire when I see that posture, this paper figure is really strong. When I was dragged by Master Fang, my face hurt from the thorns of the branches, my clothes were scratched in several places, and there were several bloody wounds on my face.

The further you go, the farther away from the town, the more desolate the surroundings become.

I don't know how long I was chasing, Master Fang suddenly stopped and looked around vigilantly.

And I held back my nausea and followed Master Fang closely.

The paper figure is gone, the sedan chair is gone, and a tiled house appears in front of it.

The yin qi coming from the Nawa house could be felt from dozens of meters away.

"Liang Bing had an accident here, and the yin qi on the broken sword is the same as here. Master Fang took Liang Bing's broken sword and continued towards me, "Let's move later, I may not be able to take care of you, you take care of yourself." ”

Hearing his solemn tone, I knew that things must not be simple.

The Soul Ruler and the pistol were taken and placed in the most convenient place, ready for the next danger that might be encountered.

Following Master Fang's footsteps, he walked slowly towards the tiled house.

A closer look reveals that the building is so dilapidated that it may not have been inhabited for decades.

As soon as I got closer, I heard the laughter of children coming from inside.

If it were ordinary, this laughter would be very likable, but in the thick yin atmosphere of the night, it would be extremely weird.

Immediately after, we saw five children wearing big red bellies appear in front of us.

There are ghost keepers here?

Seeing these children, I was also stunned for a moment, I didn't expect to meet ghost keepers in this remote town, which is really rare.

"You deal with those little ghosts, and the ghost keeper will leave it to me. ”

Master Fang said to me, ignored the little ghosts, and walked directly towards the tiled house.

When a few little ghosts saw Master Fang passing, they immediately surrounded him.

Master Fang didn't care about them at all, he raised his leg and kicked them, and several little ghosts were immediately kicked aside.

The little ghost, who was still smiling just now, immediately cried, and surrounded Master Fang again.

As concocted, after kicking a few times, a few little ghosts immediately dodged aside, not daring to approach Master Fang again.

At the same time as Master Fang entered the tiled house, the little ghosts finally saw me, as if they had found a new plaything, and surrounded me with a smile.

Seeing that Master Fang dealt with it very easily just now, I also raised my leg and kicked towards the front one.

There was a sound of "bells", and the sound of metal clashing.

This time it was as if I had kicked on the iron plate, and there was a heart-piercing pain in my toes, and I gasped several times in pain.

In an instant, a couple of imps surrounded me.

There was a little ghost who was even more rampant, and he grabbed my leg and bit it down.

When I saw those sharp teeth, I immediately reacted, I must not let them bite, otherwise it will be very troublesome.

He casually pulled out the soul ruler and smashed it at the head of the little ghost.

The sound of metal clashing was heard again, and my hands were numb from the shock.

When I saw that little ghost being photographed several meters away, I was also happy in my heart, and the soul ruler really worked. Especially when dealing with these ghosts. I finally understood why someone used a good peachwood sword to exchange for his grandfather's soul ruler, but he resolutely refused to change it.

In the same way, I also photographed the rest of the imps.

It's a pity that these little ghosts have been tricked by the ghost keepers, otherwise my soul ruler will be enough to make their souls scatter.

What's even more regrettable is that all the soul stalking talismans on my body are used on Liang Bing, and I haven't had time to make new ones yet. Otherwise, a few soul calming talismans will be pasted, and these little ghosts will only be able to stand obediently and be beaten.

The imp came up to me again, more ferocious than before.

continued to use the soul ruler, but he could only shoot them away as before, and there was no substantial damage.

"Zheng Fan, hurry up and finish your work and come in to help. In the tiled house behind him, Master Fang's slightly anxious voice came.

The sound of metal colliding inside was very intense, and I could see the sparks coming out of the door, which showed that Master Fang inside was not very relaxed.

I was dressed roughly, and my hands were constantly fumbling in the canvas bag.

Pistols definitely can't be used, and they won't work against these ghosts at all. The soul whip was used as a rope and tied to Liang Bing's body, and the soul suppression talisman was gone. Ordinary peace charms, compasses, turtle shells, and other things have no effect at all.

Finally, I felt something that could be used, the copper coin sword.

This copper coin sword was dismantled once when I was in Huangshan Village, and it was only when I returned home that I strung them together again.

The blade of the sword consisted of two hundred and fifty copper coins, each of which was opened.

The moment I drew the copper coin sword, those little imps seemed to sense the danger and stopped rushing towards me.

Seeing this, I immediately came to my senses. Holding the copper coin sword in his hand, he stepped forward and slashed at one of the imps. The imp was split in half by me and fell to the ground. When I looked closely, I found that these little ghosts were also made of paper paste.

A few other imps desperately fled towards the tiled house, how could I miss this opportunity.

Finally, at the door of the tiled house, the last imp was crushed.

When the last imp was smashed, a dull roar was heard from inside.

"Zheng Fan, well done, hurry up and come in to help. "Master Fang was at the door, saw me clean up a few little ghosts, and gave me a thumbs up.

When I entered the door, I found that there was a shriveled old man with white hair standing opposite Master Fang, staring at me viciously.

"Is that you, the little imp who killed me?" the shriveled old man's voice was very ugly, like a machine that had not been oiled for decades.

"Be careful, I'll deal with him later, and you can deal with those ghosts. ”

Hearing Master Fang say this, I saw clearly that there were no less than seven or eight shadows standing around the house, all of which were ghosts raised by this old man, men, women, and children. And these ghosts don't seem to be a little bit stronger than those little ghosts.