They changed their faces instantly, and I can actually understand that. After all, everyone has been working the old tomb mountain for decades or even hundreds of years, and it is easy to wait for a hope, who doesn't want to hold this hope in their hands?

If it weren't for the fact that I had just scattered the souls that were flying all over the sky with a stick, a few grumpy fellows would have rushed up and eaten me.

The white-bearded old ghost said humbly: "Mr. Zhang, you are a living person, and your future is promising, but this printed burial dress is not needed. Why don't you switch to something else? As long as there is one on the old tomb mountain, it will definitely not be stingy! ”

If I don't know about the Wen family in Zhejiang, I really don't have much interest in printed funeral clothes. But the third brother Yu personally ordered it, but it couldn't be discounted at all.

I shook my head gently and said, "No." ”

The white-bearded old ghost's tone was still humble: "I have a soul-conjuring blood suit here, which was worn by the little old man when he died, and after wearing it, it can gather yin and disperse yang, and it is the most convenient to use it to trap people and harm people." All you need to do is bury this bloody garment on his ancestral grave. Mr. Zhang, what do you think? ”

"You also know that we lonely ghosts have had a hard time, and only this printed burial uniform is our ......"

If you want to say that I eat soft and not hard, if he turns his face and fights with me, I really don't scare him. But he lowered his posture and spoke in a very humble tone, which made me a little unbearable.

The life of lonely souls and wild ghosts is indeed very difficult, they live pitifully and die miserably. Even after death, you are not allowed to be reborn. But I can't help but take the printed funeral clothes, otherwise how can I pass on the message to Wen Taizi?

was thinking about how to have a perfect solution, and suddenly saw the old man of the Tujia family under the Black Soul full of anxiety, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

it! I was almost not fooled by this guy!

This white-bearded old man forced a few exorcists in Xiangxi to die, which is definitely not a good thing! It was when he saw that I was so powerful that he suddenly became this face!

As soon as I thought of this, I noticed the gust of wind behind me, and when I turned my head to look, I found a woman with no facial features, and I don't know when she was standing behind me.

This woman has a slender figure, but her head is like a salted duck egg, without a nose, eyes and mouth. She saw me turn her head and stretched out her arms to pick me up.

I screamed in fright, and my hairs stood on end. It's not that I'm afraid of this thing, it's just that this thing appeared too abruptly.

And this is a ghost hugging people, you must know that the whole body of the ghost is yin, this hugging the living, the yin energy on the body can instantly freeze the living person into ice cubes, even if the exorcist is caught off guard, he has to be hit.

This guy has bad intentions!

I didn't even think about it, and the evil shortstick would be split on the head. Who would have thought that at this time, the white-bearded old ghost roared angrily: "Don't let him run away!" ”

The lonely ghosts and ghosts around them surrounded one after another, and the leaders were black and steaming, obviously resentful ghosts.

I was so angry that my nose was crooked, this white-bearded old ghost was really not a good thing, he whispered and used words to entangle me, while I hesitated, the ghost soldiers and ghost generals under my command unconsciously surrounded me, if it wasn't for the old man of the Tujia family to squeeze his eyebrows at me, I really almost capsized in the gutter.

Zhou Da kicked over the Black Soul Banner with a kick in his neck, and was furious: "Okay, you sinister and cunning old man!" Eat grandpa's sword! ”

I shouted at Zhou's big neck: "Old Zhou! Go grab the coffin! Today, I want these lonely ghosts to know what an exorcist is! ”

Zhang Wuren has always told me that people's hearts are unpredictable, and ghosts' hearts are also unpredictable. After all, ghosts are the embodiment of the spirit of a person after death. But I've never encountered such a cunning thing in the past three years.

So this time I was really angry, and the duck egg female ghost who was whipped by the evil suppression stick in my hand hugged her head and ran away, and the real fire of the sun flew out, and ignited the barren trees and dead grass around her.

The old tomb mountain is full of yin air, and the scorched yellow and scorched grass and trees grow without any water, and they are extinguished by the real fire of the sun, and suddenly form a prairie fire. Because of the fear of the true fire of the sun, some timid lonely ghosts rushed to me, and only those relatively strong guys rushed towards me with a shout.

Unhurried, I reached out and touched it in my arms, and took out three paper figures. Stretched out his hand and bit his middle finger, clicked on the paper figure, raised his hand and threw it out.

The air flow formed by the burning flames drove the paper figures to flutter and fly into the distance, and the ghosts and ghosts that led to them changed directions to chase after them.

The ghosts are terrifying, and they only rely on blood and qi to sense. The material of the paper figure is already vigorous, and if I don't smear it with blood, it will be no different from a living person in the eyes of the yin soul.

This group of guys has been dead for I don't know how many years, and they are a little demented by the years, and they were fooled by me, and they suddenly chased the paper figures around on the old tomb mountain.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I flashed and was already standing behind the white-bearded old ghost.

This white-bearded old ghost is a little knowledgeable, and when he opens his mouth, he wants to hurt me with his yin qi. If you don't want to be knocked by me with a stick, this guy's mouth will be crooked.

He screamed, "That's amazing! ”

In a hurry, he didn't dare to look for me desperately, so he ran away.

I was almost killed by this guy, where is he allowed to escape? The rope in his hand shook, and the end of the rope was wrapped around the white-bearded old ghost.

I thought that this white-bearded old ghost would be dragged back by me like a dead dog, but I didn't expect this guy to jump forward like a rabbit, and my corpse rope would fall into the air.

The white-bearded old ghost shouted, "Big black man! You help me stop him for a moment! The printed funeral clothes are ours! ”

The big black man was not stupid, and opened his mouth to scold: "Your grandma! Find the dead and do it yourself! ”

I held the evil in my hand, and the flames around my body were soaring into the sky, don't look at only one person, but the smoke of the burning old tomb mountain was billowing and mourning was everywhere. The clever lonely ghosts can still escape in advance, and the slightly stupid ones are all used by the white-bearded old ghost as bait to lure the murderer, even if the soul is scattered, he will not let me go.

But he said that the white-bearded old ghost didn't dare to fight me, but instead ran to the iron coffin. Helplessly, the iron coffin isolates yin and yang, and the white-bearded old ghost wants to get into it out of thin air but can't.

On the contrary, the old zombie of the big black man was infinitely powerful, raised his hand and lifted the lid of the coffin, grabbed a young girl from it, turned around and ran.

I was startled, and my heart said that there was not a printed burial dress in the coffin? How can it be a young girl?

After a closer look, I realized that the young girl was actually a piece of clothing. It's just that this dress is completely encircled, not only with arms and legs, but also with a mask.

If a person wears a printed burial suit, it is equivalent to wearing a human skin, which looks very weird.

The black-haired strong man was running, and he wanted to put on a printed funeral suit at the same time, and when he was in a hurry, Zhou Da's neck came out of the side coldly, and he held a gossip mirror in his hand, and screamed: "Go!" ”

I only heard a bang, and the black-haired man fell to the ground.

This gossip mirror is the best mirror in Zhou's neck shop, and it is said to have been inherited from the Yin and Yang Taibao of the Ming Dynasty. This Yin Yang Taibao is the chief warlock of the Heavenly Tower of the Great Ming Prison, and the eight bronze mirrors illuminate the eight directions respectively, monitoring the demons in the world.

Later, Li Zicheng entered Beijing, smashed the prison tower, and killed the Yin Yang Taibao. The eight bronze mirrors were also divided among the rebels as property. Since then, eight bronze mirrors have disappeared from the people.

Zhou Da Neck has liked yin and yang since he was a child, and after receiving this bronze mirror, he couldn't put it down and wore it around his waist all day long. On the one hand, he wanted to find the other seven bronze mirrors, and on the other hand, this thing was heavy to start with, and there were gossip runes, even if he encountered any evil spirits, he could use them as weapons to smash.

It's a must-have for stay-at-home travel.

said that Zhou Da's neck was smashed with the Prison Mirror, and the black-haired strong man didn't even snort, and fell directly to the ground. Zhou Da's neck crossed the mirror with his backhand, and with the help of the firelight of the sun's true fire, a red beam of light swept abruptly, and everywhere he went, the ghosts were easy and retreated.

Zhou Da's neck defeated the enemy with one move, and he was really high-spirited. He stepped on the head of the black-haired man with one foot, grabbed the printed burial clothes, and pulled them off as if he was peeling the skin and cramping.

He looked down and said, "Good fellow! Is this clothing or human skin? ”

The white-bearded old ghost screamed angrily, his face changed, and he suddenly turned green and fanged, revealing his true appearance. At this time, I found out that this guy was not killed by a pit, but a soul covered with knife wounds and dying.

The ghost who died horizontally is fundamentally different from the ghost who died unjustly, no wonder this guy can become the head of the old tomb mountain and be respected as the white boss.

But he said that the white-bearded old man was angry and corrupt, and he didn't care about his image. As soon as he turned around, a bloody dress was already draped over his body, and he exclaimed, "The surname is Zhang!" You fucking toast don't eat and drink! Lao Tzu fought with you! ”

I laughed, and smashed the evil stick on the head, and said while smashing back: "Don't run!" ”

I thought that this guy was fierce, and he wanted to fight me to the death. Unexpectedly, as soon as I smashed it, the white-bearded old ghost turned around and ran. While running, he said, "Tujia old man! Miao girl! If you don't make a move, Lao Tzu will eat up all the living people in your village! ”

Two people suddenly appeared in the oblique thorns, the old man of the Tujia family and the girl of the Miao family, one left and one right, stopped in front of me with a sad face. The old man of the Tujia family smiled bitterly: "Brother Zhang, listen to the old man's advice, don't do it again!" ”

I paused, I didn't expect that it would be two exorcists who stopped me from beating up the white-bearded old ghost! It's still the exorcist I just desperately saved!

At this moment, my face turned gloomy, and I said, "You two get out of the way!" ”

The girl of the Miao family sighed and said, "Mr. Zhang, if you want to kill Boss Bai, kill us first!" ”

Exorcists never intercede with ghosts, let alone ghosts who want to kill themselves. Thinking of the dead crazy old man and the almost dead Fang Da Elbow obeying the white-bearded old ghost, I knew that there must be something hidden in it.

So I restrained my anger a little and said, "If you two have any troubles, we'll talk about it later, and I'll take this guy first." According to the Vatican Convention, this grandson will be locked up in a ghost prison for at least a few decades! ”