The poisonous mask was applied over and over again, and it was stalemate for nearly an hour.

The ghost possessed in Chen Jiayi's body couldn't bear it in the end.

"Maniac!"

With an unwilling roar, a burst of black mist overflowed from Chen Jiayi's body and went straight under the bed.

"I want to escape, naïve." Fu Yang said happily.

Always be vigilant, of course, you can't let go of this ghost, you must catch the mastermind behind the scenes, or you won't have endless trouble.

When a black mist surged under the bed, a ghost-beating talisman was immediately pasted.

"Ahh

The black mist rolled and slowly overflowed, and in a moment, a female ghost in white showed her true form.

His palms were bent and his face was hideous, and he wanted to lift the talisman on his back, but unfortunately, there was inexplicable pain when he touched it.

Fu Yang took a step forward and snapped and pasted for a while, and the female ghost was full of talismans, rolling on the ground in pain.

"It's a strange thing to run into female ghosts all the time." Fu Yang said with emotion.

Eventually, the female ghost was dying of pain, and her face was extraordinarily pale, like a blank piece of paper.

Lifted off the ghost fighting talisman and pasted a ghost suppression talisman, the female ghost struggled weakly, and said in horror: "Don't..."

It's a pity that it was too late, it turned into a cloud of black mist, and gathered into the ghost town talisman, and the blood-colored words on the original talisman had already turned pitch black.

"Finish the fight, call it a day."

Fu Yang picked up the ghost suppression talisman, put it in his pocket, and when there was no one, he released it for interrogation.

opened the door and said to the people outside: "The ghost has been subdued by me, Chen Jiayi is fine." ”

"Nephew Fu Yang, thank you so much." Chen Lixin said excitedly.

A group of people poured into the ward, and Chen Lixin and his wife stayed by Chen Jiayi's side, watching with concern.

Not long after, Chen Jiayi woke up slowly, her expression was extremely weak, and her lips were bloodshot.

"Mom and Dad, where am I?" Chen Jiayi said.

"Jiayi, don't talk, rest more." Wang Meili said with concern.

Feeling that her whole body strength was like being evacuated, Chen Jiayi quickly fell asleep.

After the matter was over, Fu Yang said goodbye: "Uncle Chen, auntie, I'll leave first, call me if you have something." ”

"Nephew Fu Yang, thank you for everything you have done for Jiayi, busy all night, hurry up and go back to rest." Chen Bodao.

"Yes, I'm leaving." Fu Yang nodded and left Renji Hospital.

The two policewomen who came out with him shouted to him as soon as they got out of the hospital.

"Master, are you free at night?" Wang Shuqing said.

"I'm going to get rid of this female ghost." Fu Yang said.

"In this case, make a note of the phone number and contact you when you are available." Wang Shuqing took out her mobile phone.

The two exchanged phone calls, and Fu Yang stopped a taxi and left.

"Sister Wang, this person is really rude, so he just left." Yu Ling said unhappily.

"Then what do you want, drag him hard." Wang Shuqing said with a smile.

"Forget it, don't mention him, let's go for supper." Yu Ling said with annoyance.

……

The taxi raced all the way, and Fu Yang returned to the residential community.

went upstairs directly, Ji Qingjiao was not in the rental house, and Fu Yang was not interested.

took out the ghost suppression talisman and tore it, and a black mist made up for it, and immediately, the soul arrest rope came out and trapped it tightly.

"Who the hell are you?" The female ghost in white said angrily.

"I should ask you." Fu Yang stared with both eyes.

"Don't want to know anything from my mouth." The female ghost in white is very stubborn.

Fu Yang didn't want to talk nonsense, so he took out the ghost fighting talisman and pasted it up, letting him roar in pain.

When he was paralyzed on the ground in pain, Fu Yang asked, "Have you figured it out?" ”

The female ghost in white turned her head away, gritting her teeth and enduring.

The surprisingly stubbornness made Fu Yang a little annoyed, and summoned the ghost gate to go to the underworld.

As soon as the ghost door was closed, the female ghost in white was scared stupid, and she felt inexplicably frightened in her heart.

When Fu Yang returned again, he had an extra killing stick in his hand, which could be described as a weapon dedicated to rectifying ghosts.

Removing the ghost fighting talisman, Fu Yang finally asked, "Do you want to say it or not?" ”

Still the same result, no response.

In a fit of rage, he beat him with a stick.

"Ahh

The heart-wrenching pain made the female ghost in white twist her body in an instant.

When the second stick was about to fall, she hurriedly said, "No, I said." ”

"I don't know what to do, I have to be honest if I have a stick." Fu Yang put away the killing rod and said.

"It was my master Ye Tianlong who instructed me to do this." The woman in white said ghostly.

"Then why did he do it?" Fu Yang asked.

"His younger brother Ye Tianxiong went to prison, there is something strange in it, he sent me to lure out the secret person, that person is you." The woman in white said ghostly.

"Be smart." Fu Yang rewarded her with a stick.

The female ghost in white suddenly didn't dare to talk nonsense, asked a question, and answered, for fear that the wrong thing would attract a stick.

"Then what is Ye Tianlong's origin, where are the people?" Fu Yang said.

"Ye Tianlong is a disciple of the Ghost Burial Gate of the Snow Mountain in Japan, and he has been practicing forbidden art in Japan all the year round, and I am his puppet, hiding in an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Fushan Prefecture." The female ghost in white replied.

After obtaining the detailed address, Fu Yang hurriedly set off.

The female ghost in white was thrown into the underworld, and Zi Yan watched it, and she would dispose of it when the ghosts came back.

Taking a taxi to the suburbs, Fu Yang flew over some distance apart.

Go stealth, ride the darkness, and float into the abandoned factory.

A group of black-clad ninjas sat quietly in the clearing, with katanas beside them, as if they were practicing.

At the front, there were a total of five men in black robes, each with an oil lamp in front of them, and the light flickered and flickered.

At this time, ten ninjas arrived, holding black ropes, tied to many geist ghosts, at least more than thirty.

"Tianlongsang, there are so many ghosts in Huaguo, we lurk in, form a ghost army, and return to Japan to improve our status." An onmyoji with a mustache on his upper lip said.

"Huaguo has a large population, and there are naturally many ghosts, and hundred-year-old ghosts are very common, and the ghost soldiers that are refined can be described as very strong." Ye Tianlong, who was sitting in the middle, said.

"Yes, most of the people in China are upright, and they don't disdain to refine ghost soldiers, unlike Japan's ghost resources that are divided among the major factions, thinking that our Snow Mountain Ghost Burial Gate, it's good that more than 100 ghost soldiers are born in a year." An onmyoji complained.

"In any case, we must first get rid of the people who hurt my brother, otherwise we will not be able to sleep well." Ye Tianlong said hideously.

As soon as the words fell, the five onmyoji began to move, and one hand reached out, covered with red textures, like ghost painting talismans covering the front and back of the palms.

With a terrible scream, one by one the ghosts were already grabbed in their hands, pressed on the oil lamp, and instantly pulled it in.

Under some means, more than 30 ghosts were loaded into oil lamps in a short time.

Originally, the black fuel oil in the oil lamp was even darker, and Fu Yang was squatting in front of them, staring at the oil lamp.

A pungent smell came, like rancid lard, of course, it was impossible for the Onmyoji to use lard to refine ghosts, it must be corpse oil.

Looking closely, the tiny faces in the corpse oil contained painful expressions, and they were simply suffering greatly.

The sound of crying sounded in Fu Yang's ears, and his face became gloomy.