It was the first time that Wang Mengxiong had encountered such a legendary and noble thing as a ghost hitting the wall, and if this was not the famous No. 69 Fushuang Road, he really wanted to try to play and see if he could figure out the principle. In case you play with a guy who doesn't like it in the future, you might be able to use it. It's just that after all, he is alone in this haunted house now, the unknown and unpredictable possibilities are too great, and there is always a feeling of being out of control. So he didn't hesitate to take out a talisman seal and throw it towards the stairs in front of him.

When it was touched, it seemed to explode out of thin air, and it was like a giant drum being beaten, and even the air in front of me seemed to ripple, spreading in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, the fluctuations came and went as fast as they came, and in the blink of an eye everything was back to its original state, except for the talisman that fluttered down the stairs, and no longer reacted as if it were dead.

"This ...... What the hell is going on? How could it be ineffective? ”

Wang Mengxiong chuckled in his heart and had a bad premonition.

"It's too big, what hasn't been tested in practice is unreliable, and I still have to put so much effort into making it. It seems that the heirs of the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain are not reliable, and the so-called "Xibi Anthology" is even more of a trick! ”

The so-called road is a foot, and the devil is a zhang. The existence that secretly coveted it saw that Wang Mengxiong ignored his illusions one after another, thinking that this young man who dared to come to the murderous mansion alone must have something in his heart, and he must have some powerful means. Who knows that a ghost will try out the depth of the other party when he hits the wall, and when he is proud, he no longer hides, but directly appears in his figure, planning to laugh at the other party first, and then kill him by means.

A gust of wind blew, and the windproof horse lantern in Wang Mengxiong's hand was also pressed into flames, and it flickered and dimmed. A boy about twelve or thirteen years old suddenly appeared at the staircase below, his bewitching black eyes looking up, exposing his face that seemed to have been shaved with a big white wall in front of Wang Mengxiong's eyes.

"Hahaha, what a great master I should be, it turns out to be just a mallet. Even my little ghost can't break the wall, and I still learn to exorcise demons and catch ghosts, which is really beyond my strength! ”

The guy who had been hiding suddenly appeared, much to Wang Mengxiong's surprise. But as long as he thought about it a little, Wang Mengxiong understood the reason why this guy came out. The other party who dared to love saw that his talisman was invalid, and he couldn't help but come out to play majestic and watch jokes! "It's just that Lao Tzu can't do this by all means? When there was no Xibi anthology, Lao Tzu didn't still see one to fight one, and two to fight a pair! ”

Putting away the talisman seal in his hand, Wang Mengxiong didn't want to get close to this kind of ruthless and cunning guy, so he slightly carried the Hercules skill, shouted like spring thunder in his mouth, gathered the qi and blood around his body, and smashed it out with a punch, and the air seemed to be exploded, and went straight to the other party's face.

"Your moves are useless, they won't hit me at all. Even if you can hit me, you can't hurt me, it's a waste of effort. ”

The boy said simply, but his body seemed to feel an inexplicable threat in advance, and he retreated, not giving Wang Mengxiong a chance at all.

Wang Mengxiong's fist was overflowing, and he didn't hurt the other party, but in exchange for the other party's ridicule, he was slightly annoyed in his heart, but he didn't show it. It's just that the strength that has been gathering momentum for a long time broke through the restraint of the fist, wrapped in a stream of heat, and continued to run towards the opponent's chest.

The boy was triumphant, but he didn't know that danger was coming. As soon as the energy touched his clothes, it burned directly from his chest like a spark, causing the boy to let out an earth-shattering roar.

The Hercules Skill was performed by Wang Mengxiong, a boy man, and it was the most effective against this kind of yin and evil. However, the other party has been in trouble for many years, and the ability to harm others is not trivial. Just now, he was caught off guard and lost a move, but he quickly reacted, and under the great yin qi, the flame in his chest was extinguished in an instant, and his clothes became intact in an instant.

Wang Mengxiong knew that Hercules worked, and his heart was a little relieved, but he was still unforgiving: "How is it?" What does it taste like? The guy who hides his head and tail dares to come out and beg for a beating, how cheap do you say? ”

Although the boy pretended to be breezy and bright, and the waves were not alarmed, he was actually burned a little by the fire, and his heart was painful. As a result, after listening to Wang Mengxiong's words, he was suddenly poked in the bottom of his heart again, his face instantly turned hideous, and two lines of blood and tears slowly slipped out of his two eyes.

"You're looking for death!"

"Whew! Just rely on you, a cheap species, if you have that ability, you will still play tricks here! Wang Mengxiong was also a debater in college, and his mind was lively and sensitive, so he quickly grabbed the other party's sore feet and chased after him.

"I ......" the boy wanted to refute, but when the words came to his lips, he was interrupted by Wang Mengxiong.

"What am I? Just by the way you look like a ghost or a ghost, you can see how cheap you are. You didn't know how to cherish it when you were a human being, and you became a ghost at a young age. Good people don't want to be ghosts, but they are cheap. After becoming a ghost, he didn't reincarnate and become a new person, but hid here and secretly killed people. It's not very generous to be a ghost, it's the second cheapest. Lao Tzu has been in for so long, you are pretending to be a god and a ghost, but you are almost burned to charcoal by Lao Tzu after all your means, you say that you are not an unlucky ghost! It is for the third cheap. was scolded by Lao Tzu for a long time, and he didn't dare to put a fart, and he was born to be cheap and angry, and he was the fourth cheap. His face is white, his mouth is red, and he is neither male nor female......"

Wang Mengxiong spoke quickly, not giving the other party time to interject and refute at all. Just as he was about to say that the other party was the fifth cheap, the boy was already so angry that he was wrapped in a cloud of black mist, accompanied by the howling of the yin wind, directly blocking his words.

"Niang Xipi, if you don't come again, Lao Tzu's mouth is going to be dry, and he is almost out of words. Now the other party is so stimulated that he takes the initiative to send it to the door, just to exert the power of Hercules! ”

His mind was like lightning, but the kung fu in his hand did not hesitate, his steps were like mountains, his punches were like meteors, and he slammed into the black mist.

"Ah......h

There was a scream from the black mist, and then the black mist quickly disappeared into the stairs above, reintegrating into the darkness, never to appear again.

"Small, run fast, otherwise Lao Tzu won't be able to scold you, and he will beat you to death!" Wang Mengxiong looked at the place where the boy had disappeared, and with a soft snort, he raised the lantern again, studying how to crack the ghost wall.

The underground talisman was picked up by him again, and he tried it twice. Every time I can see the scenery floating, but it always falls short, as if something is missing. After repeating it twice, the talisman actually spontaneously combusted without wind, turned into fly ash and dissipated.

"What's the difference? Could it be that there is a problem with my materials? The talisman in my dream seems to be an iron plate made of metal, but this one of mine is yellow mounted paper. But we didn't ask for that effect, we just needed to break the obstacle and suppress a handful of imps and evil things. Or is the line drawn wrong, and there is a deviation from the real sigil? But it's impossible, that talisman has been engraved in my mind since I had that dream, and I have compared it when I drew it, and it is exactly the same! ”

When Wang Mengxiong was struggling and talking to himself, a childish voice came.

"You're missing a spell!"

"Who? Who's there? ”