Zhao Ting didn't dare to doubt the authenticity of Jiang Li's previous words at this time, so he quickly bit his index finger and hit his eyebrows with a drop of blood on the ground.

After dripping blood, the oil lamp in his hand changed to its normal color again.

Seeing this, Zhao Ting breathed a sigh of relief and raised his head to talk to Jiang Li.

But the next scene made Zhao Ting almost scared, his face turned pale in an instant, and he trembled.

He, what did he see?

Black figures floated from above the thirty or so coffins, standing at the head of the coffins, and he could clearly see the hideousness on the faces of those people.

"Ghosts, yes, there are ghosts!" Zhao Ting screamed miserably.

It turns out that there are really ghosts in this world!

Jiang Li frowned, Zhao Ting's voice was too harsh, "Don't scream, I'll tell you to feed the ghosts." ”

As soon as he heard Jiang Li's words, Zhao Ting immediately covered his mouth and didn't dare to speak, but his legs were still trembling, and he suddenly felt a burst of urine.

The scene in front of him was still a bit tricky for Jiang Li.

Thirty of these ghosts is not a big problem, they are all small ghosts, that is, they have blood on their bodies, and they have killed people, and they are all easy to deal with. But there is one that has been cultivated for many years, and it has been cultivated for a longer time than the one on Mrs. Jia's body.

However, although this ghost had someone behind it, he forcibly broke into the feng shui bureau of the ancestral tomb of the Jia family, and was injured by the Dao Qi left by the ancestor of Taiyiguan, and his breath was a lot weaker.

It should be able to be solved depending on the situation, the problem is not big, but it will take a lot of effort.

Jiang Li took out the Qibao copper coin from the cloth bag, wrapped it in a piece of rune paper, and flew directly towards those little ghosts.

The little ghosts struggled to resist, but they were trapped by Jiang Li's Qibao copper coins and couldn't move.

The powerful ghost led by him easily avoided the Qibao copper coin, and the ghost was full of energy, and he rushed directly towards Jiang Li.

Zhao Ting was scared to death in his heart, but his eyes kept staring at Jiang Li.

There is no way, if something happens to Jiang Li, he will definitely die.

Jiang Li was not in a hurry and dodged the attack of the powerful ghost, but the fierce ghost failed to dodge Jiang Li's attack.

"Fight!"

The three Xuanguang swords flew towards the ghost, but the ghost was not ready to be stabbed, and with a scream, three black holes were poked out of his body, and the ghost qi spread.

The ghost was injured, and when he saw Zhao Ting on the side, he had a plan, and he attacked Jiang Li with a false move, but when Jiang Li was somersaulting back, he wanted to go to Zhao Ting's body.

Zhao Ting's eyes widened when he saw the ghost rushing towards him, and he didn't know how to react at all.

"Zhao Ting, bite the tip of your tongue and squirt a mouthful of blood. Jiang Li immediately spoke, and at the same time recited the mantra.

It's noon now, and the yang energy itself is at its strongest. In addition, the blood on the tip of the tongue of a man under the age of twenty-five is also the most yang thing, and it is best to break the evil.

Suddenly, the oil lamp in Zhao Ting's hand burst out with a golden light and flew towards the ghost, who couldn't dodge and was hit.

"Poof!"

Zhao Ting hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, mixed with saliva, and squirted at the ghost.

When facing Zhao Ting, the ghost was hit by a light from the oil lamp in his hand, and Zhao Ting sprayed a mouthful of blood on the tip of his tongue, screaming miserably in an instant, and immediately flew towards the previous coffin.

"It, it's not working, right?" Zhao Ting asked vaguely, "Hey, it hurts." ”

Jiang Li glanced at him angrily and rolled his eyes, "How can it be so easy, this powerful ghost is still a little Taoist, he just doesn't understand me, so he will be caught off guard by me, in fact, its ability is not low." ”

In fact, Jiang Li was also a little aggrieved, how could he know that the affairs of the Jia family were so tricky, two powerful ghosts of more than three hundred years were really enough.

Next time I go back, I have to ask for something from the old man.

The ghost was suspended above the head of a coffin, turned his head to look at the thirty or so ghosts that were trapped, and suddenly moved.

Jiang Li didn't understand what he wanted to do at first, but in the next moment, his face changed drastically.

Because of that terrible ghost, he actually reached out to endure the corrosive feeling brought by the Qibao copper coin, forcibly pulled out a little ghost, and swallowed it in his mouth.

"Stop!"

Jiang Li was shocked, he trapped those little ghosts earlier in order to send them to the underworld to receive the punishment they deserved, so he didn't break them up directly.

Who knew that this ghost was forced by him to be anxious, and he even forcibly took out the little ghost despite the damage to his ghost body.

Naturally, it is not to help the little ghosts, but to devour them and repair their damaged ghost energy!

"Gathering is fire, dispersing is qi, and there is the way of Zhou Tian in the cycle of lifting and falling. ”

Jiang Li couldn't care much more, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were together, and after reciting the magic formula, a beam of flames rose from the tips of his two fingers and flew towards the ghost.

The flame was extremely scarlet, and after the firelight appeared, the temperature in the entire stone chamber was much higher.

The ghost stretched out his hand, and took out two little ghosts from the shackles of the Qibao copper coin, and blocked them in front of him.

"Whew!"

The screams came, and the flames did not hit the ghosts, but hit the two imps in front of them, and the two imps were instantly scattered.

However, after the flames swept through the imp, the last embers burned off the ghost's right hand.

"Samadhi is really hot, you think it's so easy to deal with. Jiang Li looked at the ghost with a smile, and his face was a little pale.

This time it was too hard to go down the mountain, and the Dao Qi never recovered well.

The ghost screamed in pain, grabbed two more imps, and devoured them directly, and the other imps were also scared, and howled dryly.

At this time, the ghosts in the stone room cried wolf, which made people's scalps tingle.

Jiang Li naturally couldn't let the powerful ghosts continue to devour, so he hurriedly rushed over.

The ghost knew that Jiang Li was not easy to deal with, so he pulled out two little ghosts with one hand, and went directly to the exit.

"If you want to run, it's not that easy!"

Jiang Li chased after the ghost again, leaving Zhao Ting, who was trembling with the oil lamp, looking at the remaining twenty or so little ghosts opposite, wanting to cry without tears.

"Jiang ...... Dao Chief, no, master, no, no, uncle, what should I do?"

These ghosts don't seem to be moving now, but what if they run out?

However, Jiang Li ignored him at all and chased him out.

Zhao Ting's brain was hot, and he suddenly remembered that Jiang Li had said that as long as he held the oil lamp, he would be fine.

He silently held the oil lamp and stared at the imps opposite.

Outside the ancestral tomb, the executioner held the machete he used during his execution, and carefully guarded the stone gate.

"Big brother, do you believe in these too?"

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no movement inside, Uncle Jia asked.

The executioner was fierce, but his voice was surprisingly delicate.

"The master doesn't know, in our line of work, there are too many killings in our hands, so I naturally know a little bit about this. Don't underestimate my knife, our family has been passed down for three generations, all of them are doing this business, and this knife was passed down by my grandfather. The executioner smiled slightly, a little silly, "I know why that Taoist priest called me, because of my identity and the knife I used." My execution knife is very vicious and can suppress ghosts. ”

"Jiang Daochang is young, but his mind is delicate. ”

Third Uncle Jia nodded, and finally understood Jiang Li's plan to let the executioner guard the stone gate.

PS: Everyone, is there anyone? Give the ticket count or squeak, why does it feel like playing a stand-alone machine, wow crying, woo~