After I watched the little black cat come back to life, I flew to the top of Liu Kongzhen's head, and spit out a mouthful of yellow-red thick phlegm mixed with blood on Liu Kongzhen's face who looked up in a trance!

That's right!!!

It's a straight face, and even Liu Kongzhen inhaled and inhaled a little into his nostrils.

We don't know what kind of hatred a person and a cat have, anyway, this phlegm spit has a grudge against a man and a cat for taking his wife and killing his father!

"I'll go to your uncle's!"

The surface of Liu Kongzhen's face was like a mask, and his dislocated hands couldn't express his anger at all, so it was like an old turtle stretching his neck, gritting his teeth, and scolding with red eyes

"Calm...... Calm ......"

I really can't figure out the little black cat's routine.

Since the beginning of stepping into the old theater, the behavior of all ghosts and ghosts is not only weak, but also a little bit brainless.

For example, the little black cat in front of him, it is certain that he is a god of evil, but the god of Nima is not spitting on the head of a human being! It's a big mouthful!

I lifted the knife and stepped forward with my right foot, and then used my right foot as a support point, fueled by the refreshing feeling of pain, and with a thunderous sound on the ground, I successfully jumped more than a meter high, and slashed the watermelon knife at the little black cat with horizontal eyebrows and vertical eyes.

"Huh!"

"Phew!"

"Meow~Meow~Meow~"

The little black cat wagked its tail with a hippie smile, easily dodged my knife, and even unhurriedly gave birth to a mouthful of thick phlegm and spit on Liu Kongzhen's hair.

No way......

This method will not work!

When I came from the third floor to the stage area, there was no danger along the way. So I adjusted the state of the team in time, and asked what the four people who ate melons would do and the specific effects and effects of their own spells.

According to the saying of the four people who eat melons.

Lao Wang is old and aging, his physical fitness is not as good as that of a young man, and his skills are all in the appearance and gossip mirror. can only use the gossip mirror to deter the body of the ghosts, so that they have nowhere to hide under the brilliant yang energy.

So, in modern terms, he's a hard controller.

Master Hui'an is similar to Lao Wangtou, and he is an auxiliary hard controller. The main effect is that he beats the chime and recites scriptures, and has the ability to slow down the movement of ghosts, which he did just now.

On the contrary, the strong woman Lao Zhao's eldest sister is a warrior, and others have introduced a lot, and when it came to her, she said: "Since you gave me the peach wood sword, there will really be zombies in a while!" Uncle Ying cut them! I'm going to cut them down."

Women don't let the eyebrows go, there is wood!

Yu Xiangrou, who was originally going to get together with me, had no choice but to escort his daughter-in-law and serve as a flank support.

As for Xiao Nie...... His role will not be mentioned for the time being.

After all, no matter what you do, you have to pay attention to modern operations, assign tactical tasks, and describe each other's tacit understanding in a short period of time, so you will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

Just like now, I couldn't control the little black cat alone, so I immediately called my teammates: "Master Hui'an! Give a slowdown! Old king! Give a vertigo!"

"The old king will be here soon!"

The old king's thick and wide sleeves waved, wiped the peony flowers painted on the mirror surface of the gossip mirror, and then painted a chrysanthemum on the mirror at a speed of three times a second, less than five fingers. And use the mobile phone to refracted the light, hit the little black cat again and again, and chant the incantation: "A hole without desire!"

"Meow!"

The little black cat frantically dodged left and right, but the mirror light spread wide enough, and it was still radiated to the lower half of the body, the front paws could still move, but the hind paws were close to the fishtail and trembling in the air.

"Because of the accumulation of goodness, he vows to save all sentient beings, and the gold and tin in his hands open the gates of hell. The pearl in the palm of your hand, the light of the world. In the sound of wisdom, in the auspicious clouds, it is a great proof of merit for Yan Fu to suffer sentient beings. Great compassion and great wishes, great sages and great compassion, the deity Jizo Bodhisattva Mahasattva......"

The moment Master Hui'an got his hands on the old king's head, he directly controlled the chime pole with his thumb and knocked the chime frantically, and the speed was at least four times a second. The crisp sound of the engine, which was already urgent, coupled with the scriptures he had found the right rhythm to match the recitation of the chime, would feel chaotic and upset when it reached the ears of outsiders.

Of course, the original intention of the Buddhist scriptures is not to make people feel annoying.

On the contrary, this is the outstanding point of Master Hui'an! And the most awesome point! As long as it is any species that is ashamed, ghostly, and evil in its heart, when it hears his chanting, it must first feel hatred, and then repentance!

Looking at the monks who are not serious, there are immeasurable Buddhist practices.

With the cooperation of the old king and Master Hui'an, the little black cat was successfully nailed in the air, don't mention moving! Even the black blood in the wound is gone!

But is it so easy to solve?

There is a saying in Feng Shui that is not widely circulated: "If the fierce spirit wins, it will disperse and become rain and dew, and if the evil spirit wins, it will condense into frost and snow."

The condition for the appearance of the evil god is companionship!

And the female ghost in front of her, who is accompanied by evil spirits, is a woman who has just been scattered. It can mean that the amount of time that the evil god has been trapped in the theater of old drama is immeasurable. It is enough to show that the evil god tried the reincarnation of the first seven again and again in the bronze mirror, causing the confusion in his heart to accumulate more and more, and the evil qi became heavier and heavier.

What kind of situation does this create?

If the evil god is not killed, it is better to say, if there is a danger to his life, the result will be that the person who wants to kill the evil god will suffer a counterattack from the evil qi stored in the entire old theater!

A counterattack that doesn't stop dying!

"Whew! Call! Whew......"

In the stage area, where there were few large vents, there was a sudden howl of fierce winds, and the gale was so strong that it could blow over the dilapidated benches of the auditorium.

If at this moment, you can climb high and look far away to see the entire feng shui pattern of the Lao Hua Theater, you can find that in an instant, the feng shui pattern has undergone earth-shaking changes. With the horn as the eye, the cultivation of the evil position as the acupoint, and the tunnel as the mouth of the wealth, the three complement each other.

The pure evil qi flows out from the tunnel entrance, feeds back the wealth to the surrounding residents, and then incorporates the evil qi caused by the residents' negative emotions as a cloth through the cultivation of the evil qi, so as to circulate indefinitely.

It was as if the horns were waiting for that day to come.

"Boom!"

There was a flash of lightning in the sky, with a thunderclap.

The dark clouds cover the moon, as if to indicate that today is a dark month and the wind is high, which is a good time to kill people and do bad things.

A whirlpool of black air waves, invisible to the naked eye, converged on the roof of the third floor of the Old Drama Theater, rotating in circles and recently rushing into the Old Theater.

Pounce on the evil god who is summoning them.

Time...... The temperature in the stage area is as cold as winter,

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The cold wind poured into his mouth, and the sound of Master Hui'an chanting came suddenly, covering his chest as if he had asthma and coughing.

"Click......"

The old king's thin body was almost blown away by the eighth-level wind, and the mirror in his hand fell to the ground without holding it steadily.

It is visible to the naked eye, and now the concentration of evil qi has reached the point where it is visible to the naked eye.

The black, red, and white gas diffuse throughout the theater, and a sniff does not mean that you will die immediately, but on the contrary, it has a slightly refreshing effect.

From a metaphysical point of view, under the premise that there are no ghosts, the evil qi and yin qi and so on only subtly change the human body and personality, and this change is imperceptible in a short period of time, and it is easy to die violently when walking down the aisle after a long time, or the life of the husband and wife is extremely uncoordinated, and there are mental problems such as auditory hallucinations and conjectures.

In a short period of time, there is nothing to worry about.

The evil god who is still calling for wind and rain in front of you is the most important thing!

I had no way to change the status quo, and when I thought of the system props and equipment I handed over to the four people who ate melons, I hurriedly shouted with wind leaking from my mouth: "Old Wangtou!" Plant that little yellow flag on the ground! Ma Yo Di! It's all dead in a while! ”

"Mmmmmm

The old king struggled to withstand the strong wind, took out the small yellow flag from his arms, and then inserted the small yellow flag into the gap at the staircase of the private room on the second floor.

"Huh...... Swish...... Who......"

The little yellow flag fluttered in the wind and had no effect......

"her uncle!"

I secretly scolded the system mother for being really unreliable, who might as well worship yourself! Seeing that the little black cat is about to complete the second evolution of becoming a god, you must hurry up and make up your mind!

Otherwise, the tide is gone! It's too late to say anything!

I pecked at my teeth, pecked at the blood, swallowed the blood, my eyes were scarlet and bloodshot, and in an instant I had a decision: "Kill it!!"