With the shout of the leader, the underground demons, who had long been terrified, hula-la, ran away in an instant. In the process of hasty retreat, the sycophant master followed the leader and ran at the front. The sycophant master noticed that while the leader was running wildly all the way, he was still constantly absorbing the black qi transformed by the remnant soul to replenish and strengthen himself. This boss is too insidious and vicious! After going out hunting for a long time, he not only transferred all the danger to his subordinates, but also used the lost remnants of his subordinates as his own tonic. It is estimated that afterwards, the leader will pretend to say to his subordinates: "Alas, I have done my best! It's just that those brothers are so badly injured that I really can't do anything about it! In this way, he maintained his prestige and won the heart of the ghost, and at the same time gained great benefits. Despicable, insidious, and shameless! This is the "highest evaluation" of the sycophant master's heart to the leading evil ghost in front of him! Of course, such an evaluation is something that a sycophant master would never dare to declare.

On the entire way home, there were only two ghost attacks on a huge scale. The suicidal attack of the drowning ghost group was blocked by the son's protective yang energy; The greed of the underground ghosts devoured was destroyed by the sudden burst of yang energy in my body. The other scattered ghost attacks, compared to these two times, are not at the same level at all, and of course they cannot cause any danger to me. The point is, after these two large-scale ghost tide attacks, I came to this understanding: "All ghosts are completely overpowered by yang energy, so no matter how terrifying and powerful the evil spirits are, they can't cause even the slightest damage to the living people who are full of yang energy in their bodies!" "Of course, I'm also a living person, so from then on, I was dismissive of all kinds of ghost attacks along the way. It is precisely because of their absolute spiritual contempt that the scattered ghosts that come later generally rush halfway and escape with some fear.

"Haha, 'People are afraid of the ruthless, and the devil is afraid of the evil'! I'm more ruthless and vicious than the demons, and none of them dare to provoke me! "In the second half of the journey, not only did I not worry or fear, but on the contrary, I became more and more complacent.

The so-called "people are in good spirits on happy occasions" is precisely because the mood has improved, so I feel that the second half of the journey is particularly fast. In just a few moments, we were back in our hometown.

Since entering the popular village, the boundless black curtain has gradually disappeared. I was back in a miserable state where I couldn't see anything. Now, I'm a little nostalgic for the boundless shady curtain. Although the dark curtain is cold and depressing, and the ghostly atmosphere is full, at least you can see it. In any case, it's better than not seeing anything. Actually, I don't want to see strange ghosts all the time, but I am happy and even excited when I see ghosts who have nothing to do with themselves. conAd1();

I couldn't see it, but I could hear all kinds of sounds. The sound of sharp brakes, followed by the sound of dense footsteps. From the voices spoken, I could tell that the people who came up were a few relatively enthusiastic elderly laborers in Murakami. Amid the coordinated shouts and the creaking and screeching of the cart, I felt my body begin to shake. I even accidentally touched a part of my body. I still feel the pain of piercing my heart, but after many experiences, my endurance has become much stronger. While I didn't have to endure the pain very hard, I was still listening intently to the sound of the outside world.

Finally, I heard my son's voice. Immediately, the tension in my heart relaxed a lot. Because, I am a little worried that my son will not be able to come out of his infinite grief. That's my son, after all, and he must be as strong as I am. The son's voice sounding so beautiful as he carried all sorts of things (to the hospital and some necessities of life) sounded like a fairy.

There was less worry, and my mood became noticeably lighter. I heard the whispers of the laborers who were carrying the carts. The main thing is to sigh and regret. It was a kind of lament and regret that I "died" so soon.

"Hehe, this time you are sighing and regretting that it is too early!" I shouted in my heart with some amusement. If only such a cry could really ring in their ears...... I couldn't help but laugh out loud when I thought about it. If I sit up now suddenly and sit up, then ...... At this moment, I couldn't help but think about it in my heart. It seems that I would love to see the panicked faces of the people.

In my mischievous imagination, the cart finally arrived at the gate. I could clearly feel the cart up a small slope. I knew that when the car had calmed down again, it would open to the guò gate. Suddenly, I felt as if my body was illuminated by a magical light. It was a light very similar to the brilliant light that erupted from the son's body, a light that was both high and divine. Under the stimulation of this light, the yang energy in my body naturally rose, and suddenly there was a feeling of water melting. In a trance, I seemed to see two tall and mighty figures. Their eyes are like light bulbs, shining with noble divine light.

After two bumps, it was estimated that the gate had passed, and the strange light disappeared. conAd2();

Could it be that it is the god of the door? I still know a lot about all kinds of myths and stories. The Door Gods are the most faithful guardians of mankind, and under their protection, no filthy and evil things can break into the dwelling of humans. Thinking of the previous scenes of various evil spirits disappearing under the light of yang energy, it is not difficult for me to judge that if any ghosts really tried to break in, then they would definitely be reduced to ashes under the scanning of the noble divine light.

Just when I felt the great power of the gods, I suddenly felt a sudden burst in my heart, and then I realized that something was wrong. If I really died and became a ghost this time, wouldn't I have been blown to ashes by the two door gods when I passed through the gate? When I think of this, I can't help but break out in a cold sweat. Because, after experiencing some bizarre things, I can already be sure that after death, people will inevitably become dead souls. Now, like those demons, my biggest fear is "soul flying". Because, in a certain sense, "the soul is scattered" is the real death! Even if I really die this time, but after becoming a ghost, I can still see my relatives and still be able to accompany my relatives, so what is there to be afraid of simply "** death"?

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