Obviously, this ghost named Xue Laofei is much more powerful than the ghost named Mo Shaoyu.

Xue Laofei is not like Mo Shaoyu, he took the lead and took these ghosts to exert his strength together.

"When it comes to demolition, I, Xue Laofei, should be the first in this area, and it is easy to demolish, but an old temple like this has many weird and ominous things. Because it was the first time to cooperate, the official messenger did not leave, he was working as a supervisor, Xue Laofei said to the official messenger, "But it's not strange, it's self-defeating, when you see a ghost, you must not panic, the ghost has no combat effectiveness, and they can't hurt people in broad daylight." ”

He cheered at the ghosts to form a long line, and asked them to lift their crowbars and shovels against the wall.

"Follow my rhythm and work hard together!" Xue Laofei said.

"One-two-three, hi yo, one-two-three, hi yo. Xue Laofei shouted the trumpet, and the ghosts worked hard.

"Boom!" and a large part of the city wall fell.

The official's face was very ugly.

He hurriedly came out to stop him and said: "I have said a long time ago, don't brutally demolish and relocate, but protect the demolition, do you know what this is? This is a cultural relic, this is a cultural relic, do you understand the cultural relic, this brick and tile are very valuable, very valuable." The official said.

"It's very valuable, why did you dismantle it?" asked Xue Laofei.

"Can we understand the matter of adults? If you are asked to carry out protective demolition, you will be demolished for protection, and if you break a brick, I will deduct your salary, you know?" asked the official messenger.

"Got it. ”

"The bricks that have been removed are well yarded for me here!" said the officer.

"Okay, boss, you can rest assured, I, Xue Laofei, will definitely satisfy you!"

Then, he organized these ghosts, lined up one by one, demolished brick by stone, and the demolition site was in full swing.

Seeing this, the official began to be dissatisfied again.

"Xue Laofei, let me tell you, now that the weather is hot and the sun is big, you must fucking pay attention to heatstroke prevention and cooling, and you can't let your employees suffer from heat stroke. We must take turns to do it, we must pay attention to the impact, and we must not squeeze the workers. The official said.

"What the boss said was, the boss was right. Xue Laofei hurriedly said, and then shouted at this group of ghosts, saying, "Let's rest and rest." ”

The official left satisfied.

Xue Laofei saw that the official was gone, and shouted: "Little people, don't be lazy, hurry up and work, and demolish this temple for me today, and I will go somewhere else tomorrow!"

Suddenly the dust was flying, and they worked hard to dismantle it.

Half of his face was anxious, the speed of demolition of these ghosts was too fast, and at this rate, they would be really sad tonight.

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo!" He couldn't care so much, he hurriedly ran to the edge of the city wall, knocked on the door of the wealth minister, and shouted, "Mr. Mo, open the door and open the door, disaster is coming, disaster is coming." ”

The Minister of Finance opened the door, and half of his face wished He Xiangfeng and said: "Woe, woe, yesterday that gentleman killed that group of ghosts, and now the new ghosts are very powerful, and the city wall will be demolished after dividing five by two." Sir, Mr. Mo, you must block these ghosts. ”

The Minister of Finance smiled and comforted, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"Something, Mr. Mo, a few years ago, there was a Yin God Temple over there, which was demolished by ghosts, and when the Yin God Temple was demolished, the Yin God had more than 2,000 slaves, and there was not even a single living mouth left, and now the Yin God has no temple in Lethe. ”

Mr. Mo was in a hurry and said.

"The ghost thing that demolishes the temple is not the most powerful ghost thing, if the temple is demolished, it will attract a lot of powerful ghost things, the temple is not guaranteed, and all the more than 5,000 people here will be explained here!"

"Is there such a thing?" asked Mr. Mo.

"Yes, yes, sir, ask your friend a favor - tell them not to tear them down, not to kill them as they did yesterday, to kill them, and to morrow they may come even worse. ”

Mr. Mo nodded.

He went out with Yang Xuan, half of his face was terrified, and he didn't dare to follow.

The Minister of Finance took Yang Xuan's hand and stood on the side looking at this group of ghosts who demolished the wall, this group of ghosts was obviously much more decent than the group of ghosts in front.

"Brother, let it go, let it go, I'm going to tear down this wall, don't press you. The ghost named Xue Laofei saw the Minister of Finance pulling Yang Xuan to stand on the side and said.

The Minister of Finance looked at him with a smile and did not speak, and Yang Xuan also looked at him with a smile and did not speak.

"Mom!" Xue Laofei suddenly shouted, turned around and ran.

"There are ghosts, there are ghosts, in broad daylight, there are ghosts!" Xue Laofei shouted as he ran.

The ghosts who demolished the wall behind him all ran away one by one.

"There is a wrong, there is a debtor, don't follow us, don't follow us. A guy who couldn't run fast, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and said, "Don't, don't follow me, I'm old and young, every time I see the temple, I burn incense, I see the grave, I have never done anything wrong, let me go, Mr. Ghost!"

"In broad daylight, why is it broad daylight at night?" asked the finance minister, and then, he went to pull this guy by the hand.

But his hand was missing, and his hand passed through the hand of the demon.

It's weird.

The Minister of Finance was stunned.

He didn't understand why Ji Youqian killed those ghosts yesterday without leaving a piece of armor, but today his hand was able to pass through the ghost's hand.

"What a ghost, Mr. Ghost, don't hurt me!" the timid guy peed his pants, and a smell of urine came over.

It's just weird.

The Minister of Finance picked up a stick and whipped it on the head of the ghost.

"Ahh

"Strange!" the Prime Minister's face solemnized.

He turned around, and the ghost thing ran away as if he had been pardoned, and his ass was pouring out.

"What's going on?" asked the finance minister, "what's going on?"

He muttered to himself.

He had some doubts about these ghosts, were those ghosts the real people, and he became ghosts?

When he sold it to Dou Shen, did he become a ghost?

Lethe, this is Lethe.

He was very unconfident, after all, he was the wealth minister of Momen, although he also cultivated, but his strength was to make money, and his Dao heart was not stable.

He turned around and pulled Yang Xuan and ran back.

"Simon Bo, are we dead?" he asked.

Simon Bo smiled and didn't speak.

"Are we dead?" the finance minister grabbed Simon Bo, and when he caught Simon Bo, he felt a little better in his heart, because Simon Bo could still catch it.

"What do you say? You came to Lechuan and drank Meng Po soup, did you say you died? Have you ever heard of a living person drinking Meng Po soup?"

The Minister of Finance sat on the ground.

What Simon Bo meant was that they were all dead.

He stood up suddenly and said to Zhu Liyang: "Zhu Ba, I know that I am not dead, you will not let Yang Xuan die, will you?"

Zhu Liyang also smiled and did not speak.

The Prime Minister of Finance was furious in his heart.

"The dignified minister of wealth does not know that 'the dead are born, and the living are dead'. "It's still the killer Lu Piaoying who has a good conscience, he saw the appearance of the financial minister, and he couldn't bear it, and said.

"W-what do you mean?"

"Minister of wealth, you are so bent on making money, you don't even know that there is a place in the world called the realm of the dead? They live a very painful life, and if they want to live, they deliberately forget the moment of their death. When they stay in the life of the deceased, they cut off the memory of death, so the memory of the last day of their life is empty, and their memory will always remain on the day before death, but there will always be a time every day when he experiences the memory and pain of death. “

Lu Piaoying sighed and said, "I originally thought this was just a legend, but I really didn't expect that there was really such a place in the world. ”

The minister of wealth did not believe it a little, he said: "We Momen, respect the heavens, respect the people, never believe in the ghosts and gods, the so-called ghosts, is people's imagination, the so-called gods, but also a little stronger than ordinary people, they are separated from the masses, call themselves gods." It's not strange, it's self-defeating!"

He figured it out, so he changed.

The night was dark, it was midnight.

"You've also been in contact with Ji Youqian for so long, when did you see when Ji Youqian was thirsty for killing? Ji Youqian was killing on a killing spree yesterday, can't you still figure it out? If they were real creatures, Ji Youqian wouldn't have killed anyway, Ji Youqing's spirit was very powerful, and he felt the pain of these ghosts before he did it. ”

"Killer, let Momen not believe in ghosts and gods, he said that if he doesn't believe it, he will be scared to death by the real ghosts and gods one day. Simon Bo said.

The ghost of the demolition ran away without a trace.

The Minister of Finance was convinced that he was not dead, and he suddenly felt ridiculous.

"I've been busy making money, so I've delayed my cultivation, and my Dao heart is flawed," he said, "but Momen can't do without wealth, and I can't do anything about it." ”

He walked to the edge of the city wall to see where the escaped ghosts had gone, but the wealthy minister still had many questions.

"Why can't we reach the bodies of ghosts, and what can wood hit them?"

"They don't actually have bodies, they're just a mass of energy," Lu Piaoying continued to explain, "because they're illusory, so your body can pass through their bodies, and your hand can't hold their hand. ”

"Then why did I hit him with a stick?"

"Because they saw that you were coming, the energy body reacted, and he thought that he himself had been beaten, so his body changed, and the energy of the energy body acted on your stick, making you feel that you had drawn him. ”

"What if I want to destroy them?"

"Quite simply, if you imagine that you are infinitely powerful, you can easily defeat any such ghost. “

The Minister of Finance thought about it and felt that it made sense.

"Mr. Lu is a good person. The finance minister said.

In that case, then Lethe is really not terrible.

He believed Lu Piaoying's statement, and decided to find a ghost who was unwilling to admit that he was dead and stayed in the life realm of the dead to see what these guys were all about, maybe they could fulfill the wishes of these deceased, maybe some of these dead people left a lot of money in the world?

He saw a shadow in front of him.

The shadow is hurrying, with his head down.

As he walked, he suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly: "What about the severed head battlefield? It is difficult to start a business, so I will go to Quantai to recruit the old department, and I will kill Yama with a banner of 100,000!"

Obviously, this is a guy who is dead but not willing to die.

Although he is dead, he still wears armor and a sword, and he looks majestic. He didn't believe that he was dead, he didn't want to admit that he was dead, and he was going to behead even the legendary Yama who controlled life and death.

Apparently this is a warmonger.

"Brother, brother," Cai beckoned to him, "Brother, where are you going?"

"I'll go to Izumidai. The ghost said.

"What are you doing at Quantai?" asked the finance minister.

"My brothers have died in many battles - all of them have died in battle, and they are now in Quantai. We should have rested, but now we can't, we're going to do something big. ”

"What's the matter?" asked the finance minister.

"We're going to kill Yama!" he said.

"Yama?" asked the minister, "Yama is said to be more mysterious than the gods, can you find him, and if you find him, can you fight them?"

"Who knows if you don't try? Who would have thought in the early years that we could compete with the gods? There are many things you don't try, you never know how powerful you and your robes are. ”

"The strong man is mighty, the kid admires it, but the kid built the foundation and practiced at the age of five, and now he has decades of skills, Yama is much more powerful than me, or you try your Fa quality, don't go to death in vain." ”

The Minister of Finance said that he would do it, and as soon as he made a move, he was Momen's mastery: "Non-attacking eight styles".

He dialed the abacus and deduced Momen's non-offensive eight styles.

In the abacus, the abacus beads glowed, formed a formation, and formed a long sword, which directly slashed at the ghost.

"Sword of Judgment!" the ghost shouted, "Sword of Judgment, what do you have to do with Momen?"

The ghost creature stretched out his hand, directly grabbed the wealth minister, put the abacus into his arms, and asked, "Sword of Judgment, how can you know the Sword of Judgment?

He didn't believe that he had taken the financial minister captive, looking left and right, looking up and down, and the financial minister had no ability to resist at all.

"Open your mouth and see. ”

The ghost thing said as he squeezed the mouth of the prime minister with his hand.

The Minister of Finance was very depressed, not that these ghosts were not good, why did they become so cruel all of a sudden? What the hell was going on? How could he grab himself and squeeze his mouth away?

The ghost creature nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Yes, yes! This gold tooth is very well inlaid, and I wanted to set such a gold tooth when I was alive." Momen Caixiang, sure enough, is a scholar, the sword of judgment has become like this in your hands, don't just use the sword in the future, the person who lost Momen. ”

Then, he threw the wealth to the ground and said with satisfaction: "When I saw the Xiangfuzi, I told him that during the Qingming Festival, I owe Ning Yue the wine, remember to make up for it." ”

The ghost laughed and walked away, and the wealth minister was sore from the fall, and struggled to get up.

He returned to the city with difficulty, grabbed Lu Piaoying directly, and said: "You lie to people, you said that the ghosts of the dead have no combat power and can't hurt people, but how could I be directly beaten by a ghost? He directly broke my sword of judgment, and lifted me, and broke my mouth to see my teeth! ”

"In the living world of the dead, not every ghost thing does not admit that he is dead, what you meet is the one who admits that he is dead, such a ghost thing is a powerful ghost, you can't provoke it, it's terrible!" Lu Piaoying said, "Such a powerful ghost kills with a very heavy meaning, he actually let you go, it should be with you or want to entrust you with something, you must do it." ”

"He said that he was going to Quantai and asked me to tell Xiangfuzi that he would make up for the wine owed to him during the Qingming Festival, and his name was Ning Yue. The finance minister said.

"What?" Lu Piaoying was stunned when he heard this.

"Quantai, I know Quantai!" Yang Xuan heard this, pulling the road and running away, "You must catch up with him, it must be him!"