It's evening.

The twilight sunset was reflected obliquely in the cemetery, accompanied by the faint yellow leaves, and a gust of wind blew, and Zhu Lishang felt very cold. He stood in front of Tang Lang's tomb, and when he saw that Lu Yuanjun and them were delayed, he was a little strange, so he looked around, but suddenly found a low bald old man standing not far away.

The uninvited guest who appeared at this time must be a bad comer, and the heart of defense is indispensable, and Zhu Lishang's hand was also lightly placed on the pistol, ready to draw the gun at any time.

Zhu Lishang squinted his eyes and stared at the bald old man, and found that he was dressed very brightly, the black feather weave was quite noble, a katana hung from his waist, and the black scabbard had both taste and texture. The old man's face was serious, and his appearance was also very majestic. Zhu Lishang looked at the old man, and for some reason, he unconsciously felt a sense of respect in his heart.

Zhu Lishang's hand gently left the pistol.

The old man walked straight towards Zhu Lishang, who even gave up the most basic defense, what was not good at coming, what was the heart of guarding against people, he actually left it all behind.

"Hello?"

Zhu Lishang himself was amazed, he was so polite and polite, and he rushed up to the old man without saying anything, and then he bowed respectfully?!

What's going on?

Zhu Li didn't understand why, he felt that something was wrong, but this kind of politeness and politeness seemed to be his original intention..... Do you really want to do this?

The old man did not respond to Zhu Lishang, he raised his head and shook his shiny bald head. The height of the old man was only as high as Zhu Lishang's abdomen, and from a distance, he looked like an old-fashioned child. The old man pursed his lips and stretched out a hand to Zhu Lishang.

Zhu Li didn't think about it, so he untied the pistol on his right hand and put it in the old man's hand.

What's going on? How can you give an important weapon to someone else?!

Zhu Lishang was stunned, his heart suddenly became chaotic, and his spirit fluctuated, he couldn't tell the difference, whether he was doing something against his will, or doing something willingly? That's really..... It's so weird!

However, I obviously want to obey this old man.....

The old man picked up Zhu Lishang's pistol, played with it gently, pulled the bolt for a while, and aimed it at himself for a while, Zhu Lishang stood firmly in front of the old man, but he didn't know what to do. Suddenly, the old man pointed his gun at Zhu Lishang.

Why.....?!

Zhu Lishang's mood at this time had completely collapsed, he didn't understand, why even if the old man pointed the gun at him, he didn't have the feeling of fear and the consciousness of dodging or counterattacking? At this moment, what I was thinking in my heart was the ridiculous idea of 'then shoot me to death'!

With a playful smile on the old man's face, he lowered his pistol and held out another hand.

Zhu Lishang naturally handed over the pistol on his left, the old man took the pistol, and also played with it for a while, he nodded with satisfaction, suddenly opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the two pistols in one gulp.

Zhu Lishang looked at the old man's extraordinary behavior, there was no trace of turmoil in his heart, as if the gun was used to eat, and the contradiction in his heart became smaller and smaller, all the abnormal and even terrible behaviors of this old man, in the eyes of Zhu Lishang, suddenly became extremely ordinary and reasonable.

The old man swallowed two pistols, patted his stomach with satisfaction, and then he took the katana in his hand and handed it to Zhu Lishang. Zhu Lishang pounced, knelt on the ground, lowered his head, raised his hands high, took the katana, and stopped moving. At this moment, Zhu Lishang directly became the human-shaped knife holder where the old man placed the katana.

The old man swaggered towards the other place, and at this time, the little monk Kong Sakurako was walking side by side towards Tang Lang's tomb, and they met each other on the path.

After seeing this taciturn, richly dressed bald old man, Shan Xiaoxiao stopped first, only to see her bend directly at the old man at ninety degrees. Shan Xiaoxiao didn't understand what was going on, but felt that after seeing this daunting old man, his heart was filled with a full sense of awe, and at this moment, he just wanted to express full respect and etiquette to this old man.

The old man raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at Shan Xiaoxiao with disdain, as if he was making up his mind.

"Tiny?"

Lu Yuanjun, who was following behind Shan Xiaoxiao, saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly ran up, and he saw an old man standing in front of Shan Xiaoxiao, gently stroking his huge bald head with his hand.

A strong sense of respect arose spontaneously from Lu Yuanjun's heart, but fortunately, Lu Yuanjun cultivated the Yin God and began to resist the invasion of this emotion and thinking with difficulty, just from his expression, it could be seen that Lu Yuanjun was very difficult at this time.

"It's Lady Slippery."

Sakurako stood in place and said in a stiff tone, "Lord Slippery Lady is also our legendary guest god, no matter who you are, when you see Lord Slippery, you will involuntarily treat it as a guest of honor, not only will you warm it up, but you will also obey its words and resolutely obey its will." ”

"What about you..... How is it okay? Lu Yuanjun asked.

"That soul-wounding bird, after lifting my mind control, seems to have retained a certain amount of protection..... But..... This protection soon became untenable. We'll all end up completely in control of it....."

"..... Then I'll kill him before I get under control! Lu Yuanjun gritted his teeth and said, but he was still trying to resist the strong sense of obedience in his heart, which seemed to be very difficult.

Lu Yuanjun raised his right hand with difficulty, adjusting his spiritual power, and the palm of his hand faintly glowed with blue light. Whether it is the intensity of the light or the speed at which it appears, it is far less than usual, which shows that the spiritual invasion of this slippery ghost has had a great impact on Lu Yuanjun's spiritual power.

"Sealed ..... Spirit.....? The slippery head ghost tilted his huge bald head, looked at Lu Yuanjun a little strangely, and repeatedly chanted the word 'Feng Ling' in his mouth, as if the spiritual power that Lu Yuanjun showed just now made this slippery head ghost realize something. It looked at Lu Yuanjun for a while, and an extremely strange smile suddenly appeared on its face, and its eyes changed from curiosity to murderous intent.

"Soga ....."

Lu Yuanjun stood in place and couldn't move, at this time he was concentrating all his attention to resist the mind control of the slippery ghost, but for this aspect, Lu Yuanjun was really not an opponent, and he quickly bent down stiffly, and the blue aura that appeared in the palm of his hand just now also disappeared.

At this time, Lu Yuanjun suddenly felt that the big ghost in front of him was not at the same level as the previous Rift Girl and the Great Tengu! If you have to judge the strength of its spiritual power, then it can almost be compared to a dragon. At least, the current strength level of Lu Yuanjun must be a little worse than this big demon from the Far East.

This big ghost has to be eliminated, if it is allowed to escape, then it will definitely set off a disaster in the Far East in this land! Moreover, what frightened Lu Yuanjun was that this slippery ghost was still absorbing the spiritual power that was overflowing around him, and so far, this big ghost had not yet reached its most complete state.

It's tricky now, and how scary it would be to wait for it to fully recover!

Sakurako also secretly took action, wanting to equip the armor hook and kill with one blow as quickly as possible.

The slippery head ghost beckoned, and the salute in the distance quickly got up, and his two hands always held forward the katana that the slippery head had just placed. At this time, Zhu Lishang was completely controlled, he didn't know what the slippery ghost was going to do, and he didn't know if it was right for him to do this, but he only had one thought in his heart, that is, he must resolutely obey this respectable old man!

Sakurako had just installed the armor hook, but suddenly felt a tightness in her heart, and the previous idea of attacking the slippery head ghost suddenly disappeared. She raised her head, her body stood straight, the hand with the handarmor hook obediently stretched out, the slippery head slowly stepped forward, and observed with interest the weapon of Shangkong Sakurako, after some observation, the slippery head shook his head a little displeased, stretched out his hand, and flicked the handarmor hook lightly.

The armor hook suddenly shattered, and the arm inside also broke the skin, Shangkong Sakurako snorted softly in pain, and the slippery head ghost raised his head, stretched out a finger and made a silent action at Shangkong Sakurako, Shangkong Sakurako immediately closed his mouth, bowed his head respectfully, and stood aside.

Lu Yuanjun was still desperately resisting, he still had the last trace of sober consciousness left, and the spiritual power turned over in his body, but he just couldn't release it. And the slippery ghost seemed to be relaxed, and didn't say a word the whole time.

Finally, Zhu Lishang walked in front of the slippery ghost, he bent down respectfully, presented the katana, the slippery head ghost didn't look at him, just gently picked up the katana, grabbed the handle with one hand, held the scabbard with the other, and with a crisp sound, the katana was pulled out of the scabbard.

"Spirit Sealer....." The slippery ghost walked up to Lu Yuanjun with a look of disgust, and Lu Yuanjun was completely silent at this time, he bent over and stretched out his neck, like a little lamb to be slaughtered.

Everyone stood quietly in place, the evening sunset gradually lost its brilliance, the night was approaching, the bleak autumn wind never stopped, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, drop by drop rain fell. The whole cemetery was extraordinarily gloomy and pitch black, like a silent and desperate execution ground.

The slippery head raised his katana and prepared to execute Lu Yuanjun.

Suddenly, the Five Demon Umbrellas in Shan Xiaoxiao's hand fell to the ground with a 'click', and the slippery head turned his head attracted, only to see that the Five Demon Umbrellas suddenly flashed green. The slippery man squinted his eyes, only to see a bird hanging in the air in the light.

"Broken Soul——! Broken Soul ——! ”

"I'm going to do it today, don't miss it!"

After a few cries of the Soul Breaker Bird, it suddenly groaned, and then dispersed with the light, turning into an invisible sound wave. Even the slippery ghost felt like his ears were ringing, and everyone present was shocked, as if his spirit had been washed.

"Horse..... Masaka? The slippery head made a somewhat puzzled sound.

The light was completely gone, leaving only the ringing of tinnitus, but it was getting quieter.

Everyone came to their senses.