Ten minutes later.

Amamiya Maho took a bottle of beer and was pouring it violently.

The Zhengzhen Master had been in the cemetery for about seven or eight minutes, and he made it clear that she should stay with Beiquan at the entrance of the cemetery and not run around and cause trouble for him.

Amamiya Zhenfan nodded hesitantly on the surface, and his heart was simply happy, this point, a fool is willing to go to the cemetery with you.

When the time comes, if you really meet a ghost, won't you be the first one who is unlucky.

The ghost is not stupid, he put the soft persimmon and did not pinch it, but went to the bald donkey first.

She scolded the bald donkey in her heart, and suddenly she was cool from head to body.

Amamiya Maho didn't dare to be too presumptuous, because for some reason, the murderer in Beiquan didn't follow him, but stayed at the entrance of the cemetery and didn't know what he was thinking.

As for the taxi driver, the next second he got the money, he slammed on the accelerator and drove away.

Kitaizumi held the handle of the katana, slowly clenched it, and slowly relaxed, his attention focused on his surroundings.

He was not in a hurry to enter the cemetery, and it was not too late to go over when he heard the movement.

He also wanted to see if he could absorb the time ripples if the goblins were destroyed by others.

Stomp, stomp!

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, and they were getting closer.

Amamiya Maho instantly became vigilant and followed the voice to look at the entrance of the cemetery.

I saw a figure stumbling down the steps, it was actually a beautifully dressed young woman, at this time the white shirt on her upper body was torn a few times, and the black short skirt and stockings on her lower body were also tattered, and the whole person looked extremely flustered.

It's her?!

Amamiya Maho recognized this person and felt relieved.

This person is the victim of this incident, the missing female anchor.

Presumably, he was saved by Master Zhengzhen.

Tut-tut, look at the little face of the pear blossom with rain, look at that figure, no wonder you can be an anchor.

As a woman, Amamiya Maho has to admit that this female anchor is indeed attractive and has won at the starting line.

She took off her suit jacket and was about to step forward, but she saw that Beiquan's murderer was actually faster than herself, so she rushed to meet her.

Oh, man.

"Help me! There's a white shadow behind me that keeps chasing me!! The female anchor kept looking back, and suddenly tripped under her feet, and the whole person fell towards Beiquan.

"Wait, this murderer is Ji Shensang's one, is this considered cheating? Shall I go up and stop it? Just when Amamiya Zhenfan was entangled, he saw that Beiquan's face did not change, and he faced the female anchor with a kick and kicked the other party into the air.

Followed by.

Laugh at!!

In an instant, a cold sword light flashed.

The katana in Kitaquan's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and it was swung out like lightning with one move.

The blade was reflected in the starlight, like a slightly curved bright moon, cold and silent, and the female anchor was cut off with a single sword.

Seeing a beautiful woman with a good temperament and good figure first kicked into the air and then cut in half, Amamiya Maho's face turned white, and he trembled with fright, and the beer bottle in his hand fell directly on the road, making a 'clang' sound.

Before she could react, she saw that the upper body of the female anchor was facing her, showing a sweet smile at her, reflecting her fair and delicate face, but it was extremely weird.

"I, I, I ......!!" Amamiya Maho was really frightened this time, his lips trembled, and he couldn't squeeze out a whole sentence.

"Get down!"

Suddenly she heard a sound, she didn't think about it, she fell to the ground, and Yu Guang saw a white shadow appear behind her at some point, saw a sword light shine, and let out a strange roar.

Whew!

Shh

The katana in Kitaquan's hand spanned a distance of several meters and slashed at the white shadow. The white shadow was cut in half like a white garment, and vanished into thin air.

"Whew!"

Beiquan took a breath and felt a ripple of time being sucked into his body.

Murmur mutter –

Yes!!

At this moment, from the direction of the cemetery, there was a sound like chanting, accompanied by a terrible howl.

"Let's go, let's go together." Beiquan put the knife back in its sheath and said calmly.

"Good, good!" Amamiya Maho looked at the unusually weird female anchor on the ground again, "So, what about it?" ”

"It hurts, it hurts, hee, hehe, it hurts." The expression on the female anchor's face was crying for a while and laughing for a while.

Boom!!

Beiquan slashed over with a knife in his hand, hitting the female anchor's face, and the dragon's breath surged along the blade, incinerating it into a cloud of black smoke and disappearing.

"Problem solved." He glanced at the lower half of the female anchor's body and found that the lower half of the female anchor's body had also dispersed into black smoke.

He didn't know what it was.

But after practicing the two skills of shadow escape and knife drawing, at close range, his senses were extremely keen, and he immediately noticed that there was something wrong with the female anchor.

A big living person, without a heartbeat and no breathing, is naturally not a living person.

Since he is not a living person, he naturally doesn't need to think about it so much, and he directly slashed the matter.

Kitaizumi carried a katana and followed the sound and quickly rushed over.

"Wait for me!" Amamiya Maho naturally didn't dare to stay where he was, so he hurriedly caught up without saying a word.

......

Not long after, Beiquan came to the cemetery and also saw the monk Zhengzhen.

In front of a large black tombstone, the monk Zhengzhen is holding a string of black prayer beads in both hands and reciting scriptures.

Above the tombstone, a blurry white image seemed to be squeezed by some invisible force, and the figure became smaller and smaller, and finally shrunk into a white point of light.

"Close!" Monk Zhengzhen's face was solemn, he shouted, and took the light point in with a black prayer bead.

He let out a slow sigh of white air.

This time it's really thrilling, this place is actually entrenched in a three-headed evil spirit.

Fortunately, he was cautious in his work, and before going out, he brought a magic weapon from the temple, which was able to seal the evil spirit, and he returned to the temple to go over again.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Beiquan and Amamiya Shinho who had arrived.

Zhengzhen shook his head, a little helpless, and said that he would not be allowed to follow, but finally came.

He was about to greet him: "Two donors, next time you will ...... Be careful! ”

Before he finished speaking the truth, he saw a man in white flying out of the corner of the mountain forest, with black hair and a shawl, and a long white dress dragged down.

Sou!!

The man in white swooped down on the North Spring.

"Not good! If only he was possessed!! "Zhengzhen's complexion changed drastically.

A samurai who practices martial arts and an ordinary person are completely threatened by being possessed.

This is the reason why he doesn't want the samurai to come into contact with the supernatural, and if he is not careful, it will be disastrous.

He didn't even think about it, and directly threw the string of Buddhist beads in his hand, trying to scare the man in white away.

However, his strength was limited, and the beads flew halfway to the ground and fell to the ground.

The man in white not only did not slow down, but was faster and castrated more violently, and he pounced in front of Beiquan in one body.

Beiquan held the katana in one hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at the man in white.

It's close.

It's closer.

Now is the time!

Swish!!

His other hand reached out like lightning and pinched the head of the man in white.

Boom!!!

Beiquan's eyes flashed with anger, and the skill of Ying Dun was proficient in his heart, and he instinctively used it, and the dragon breath in his body surged violently to his arm and fingertips.

The air flow around his hand trembled violently, and Beiquan suddenly burst into a force, pinching and blasting the head of the man in white, and even his body was torn to pieces by the air current, and disappeared.

Zhengzhen looked at it in a daze, and didn't know how to speak for a while.

Amamiya Zhenfan swallowed, "Master Zhengzhen, your Buddha beads are still on the ground." ”

Zhengzhen nodded blankly, but his body did not move, he remembered what he said before, and suddenly an indescribable mood welled up in his heart.

He didn't know what to say, so he could only put his hands together and let out a sigh.

Alas......

Monks really can't talk nonsense.

Cause and effect come too quickly.