As the sun set, night fell, and in the small col outside the wall of the Luoyang Martial Arts Academy, three black and thin old men were busy in the shade.

The tallest Ganha carried the locust wood offering table and carefully placed it according to the direction, and the second Ba Se shook a roll of flesh-colored tablecloth, and spread it on the locust wood offering table in a regular manner, and then the two took out a candlestick carved with evil gods and placed it on the flesh-colored tablecloth.

The boss Chachai pinched his hands and said something in his mouth, suddenly opened his little eyes, pointed his hand, and "snorted" twice, and the two candlesticks lit two dark green flames out of thin air, but they flickered and flickered as if they would be extinguished at any time.

The last afterglow of the setting sun swept by, and the two dark green flames were extinguished in an instant by the sun, like a mouse meeting a cat.

Chachai couldn't help frowning: "No, we have to wait......

"Second brother, will it be a little early now?" Seeing this, Gan Ha said to Pase: "Wait until it's dark before the big brother can play!" ”

"Do you want to wait for the instinctive old bald donkey to come, and then we'll come back?" Pa Se snorted coldly: "The lights will be turned off at nine o'clock in the evening at Luoyang Martial Arts University, and after the lights are turned off, that kid will come over, and the instinctive old bald donkey may appear at any time."

"Every day after dinner, the deacons and monks will come and clean up, and they will not leave until about half past seven, and now the days are long, and it will be completely dark after half past seven, and our time is only one and a half hours from half past seven to before half past nine.

"Pinch the head and remove the tail, in fact, we only have an hour to really do things, how can we not prepare earlier?"

"Yes, yes, the second brother is right!" Gan Ha agreed with a smiling face, but turned around and pouted: It's awesome for you, why don't you go to heaven?

After waiting for a while, the sky finally became completely dark, and Chachai once again pinched his hands and said something in his mouth, and two dark green flames were struck, and this time the two candlesticks were finally lit, and gradually stabilized and became more and more vigorous in the night.

In the night, the two dark green flames were like ghost fires, reflecting that the two candlesticks were actually carved from human arm bones, and Bai Sensen was terrifying.

The human bone candlestick and the dark green ghost fire reflected the three brothers as hideous as ghosts.

Suddenly, a black shadow sprang out and pounced directly on Pakse's side, it was the mutant rat the size of a cat.

"Squeak!" The mutant rat raised his head and said to Pakse, and Chachai and Gan Ha immediately looked at Pakse in unison.

"Alright, the deacon monk is gone!" Pakse was very satisfied with his presence, and clenched his fists and gestured: "Start work!" ”

Chachai and Gan Ha pouted their lips in unison, but they didn't say anything, and then Chachai knelt in front of the Huaimu offering table, holding a palm-sized black clay jar in both hands, and the mouth of the black clay jar was sealed with a ghostly talisman-like papyrus, Chachai bit his finger and drew something on the talisman paper with the blood of his fingertips, and then a strange scene appeared, and his fingertips suddenly began to bleed profusely!

Obviously, Chachai just bit his fingertips into a small bite, and at first he had to squeeze blood out, but now it is "gurgling" out, as if someone is sucking out, and soon Chachai's blood dyed all the rune paper red, and Chachai immediately left his fingers off the rune paper when he saw this, at this time his black and thin old face was a little pale, but he had the usual calmness.

Something even stranger happened, the blood-stained rune paper was returning to its true color at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it were just a blood-sucking medium.

A moment later, the black clay jar suddenly lit up with blood light, and a three-foot-tall blood-red light rose into the sky through the rune paper!

Chachai had a hideous smile on his face, pinched his hands, and didn't know what to mutter, after muttering two words, his hands were clasped into fists, and he only raised two small fingers and pointed at the black clay pot, and suddenly the blood-red light broke away from the black clay pot!

"Quack quack......" A sharp and piercing strange laugh seemed to come from a very distant place, but it was terrifying to hear.

The blood-red light turned into a big-headed imp, who was a three-year-old kid with a head as big as a basin.

If you don't look at his face, he is a big-headed son, but his face is extremely hideous, two blood-red eyes are flowing with blood, the whole nose has been sliced off, only two blood holes, the corners of the mouth are torn to the side of the ear, revealing black and red gums and a yellow and black mouthful of rotten teeth, and the tongue is long and drooping like a dog.

The big-headed little ghost was naked, with two rows of ribs on his body, a big watermelon belly, and his skin was black and wrapped in a thick evil aura.

Within a few steps, the big-headed imp turned into a cloud of blood-red smoke and floated into the university wall under the cover of night.

The blood-red smoke seemed to be equipped with navigation, and it drifted directly to the practice room, and there was nothing abnormal along the way.

At the door of the practice room, the blood-red smoke turned into a big-headed ghost again, and he jumped into it singing songs that ordinary people couldn't understand.

As soon as I entered, the big head and the little ghost were not good, and I saw a tall and handsome young man playing with his mobile phone.

Murong Kunpeng originally cultivated "King Kong Not Bad Divine Skill" just to cultivate "King Kong Not Bad Divine Skill", but what he didn't expect was that after practicing for a day, not only did "King Kong Not Bad Divine Skill" enter the realm quickly, but Danhuo also seemed to grow a little!

Because the previous Danhuo was too weak, even if it only grew a little, it looked obvious, which made Murong Kunpeng surprised and delighted, originally he thought that he couldn't cultivate Danhuo, but he didn't expect that cultivating "King Kong is not bad divine skill" would also be useful, so he seized the initiative, although Danhuo entered the realm very small, but no matter how thin the mosquito legs are, they are also meat!

And in the process, he finally enjoyed the satisfaction of cultivation, which was exactly what he had dreamed of living so big.

So it's like a long drought and a rainy day, Murong Kunpeng came to the practice room after eating to continue his cultivation, playing with his mobile phone to send a message to Sima Ji saying that he wanted to be alone, and as soon as he looked up after sending the message, Murong Kunpeng looked at the big-headed little ghost.

One person and one ghost looked at each other, staring at each other with big eyes, all of them with a slump on their faces.

The big-headed imp has a psychological advantage in the face of living people, he doesn't want to see people just to successfully complete the task, this is Chachai's will, but the big-headed imp himself still thinks that someone is better, and his favorite is to play people!

"Quack quack...... the big-headed imp smiled, he received the order of Chachai to "fight quickly", shook his head, and disappeared into the void in an instant.

The invisible big-headed imp jumped up and ran behind Murong Kunpeng, and a three-level jump rushed to Murong Kunpeng's shoulder!