And look at the person bound by this bundle of fairy locks, so that the villager looked familiar, and after running to a safe place to watch, he recognized who this ghost was.

"Isn't this Mr. Feng?"

One of the villagers pointed to the ghost who was besieged by the imps and recognized him as the gentleman who had just come to the village to teach the students more than a month ago!

"Eh! It's really Mr. Feng! ”

Hearing this person say this, the others fixed their eyes and looked at it, and only then did they recognize that this person was Feng Yanmeng!

"Sir! What's going on? How did Mr. Feng become a ghost? ”

Some people felt that this was a bit strange and couldn't understand the reason, so they went to ask the only literate person in the village.

Mr. Teaching watched coldly from a distance as this group of people pretending to be ghosts arrested Feng Yanmeng, and when he heard the countryman's inquiry, he smiled slightly.

"Yes! How did Mr. Feng become a ghost? even provoked the Heavenly Master to mobilize everyone to come and arrest him! ”

Mr. Teach's pretended rhetorical question, which made these villagers even more confused. However, Mr. Teaching knew in his heart that it was good that this Feng Yanmeng was a fake gentleman, but this group of people was not a real Heavenly Master!

A group of fake ghosts come to catch the real ghosts, which is also interesting!

Looking at Feng Yanmeng again, he saw that the four little ghosts with dog blood brands were pressing Feng Yanmeng step by step in a special formation, Feng Yanmeng was forced to retreat again and again, but he couldn't dodge the attacks of these four brands anyway, and they staggered one by one, so that Feng Yanmeng couldn't get out!

Feng Yanmeng was really a little impatient when he retreated, but he was secretly pinching a decision in his hand, and was about to beat the decision in his hand and destroy these four brands, but he saw that the heavenly master Zhong Kui waved his hand, and the four little ghosts with waist drums on their bodies suddenly appeared, constantly beating the waist drum!

"Uhh

The sound of this waist drum is nothing in human ears, but when it hears Feng Yanmeng's ears, it seems to be a deadly magic sound, so shocked that Feng Yanmeng hurriedly covered his ears!

Feng Yanmeng's hand was interrupted, and the four little ghosts holding the sign hurriedly stepped forward, and the four of them smashed the sign towards Feng Yanmeng together!

"Wild wolf!"

However, what is unexpected is that these four brands soaked in dog blood actually passed directly through Feng Yanmeng's body, and the four brands collided together and broke off together!

"What?"

The little imp with the sign looked surprised! This brand is soaked in dog blood, and it shouldn't be able to touch Feng Yanmeng's body!

Feng Yanmeng was also a little accustomed to the magic sound of the waist drum at this time, and took his hand off his ear! With a pinch in his hand, he looked at the big red sedan chair that had been carried aside from the beginning, these little ghosts were all run by people, even that Zhong Kui was just a play, but the people in the sedan chair were not simple!

"Go!"

Feng Yanmeng snorted at the sedan chair, put a hand in front of his mouth, took a deep breath, and spewed out a mouthful of flames towards the big red sedan chair!

"Boom!!"

But after seeing that the flame erupted from Feng Yanmeng's mouth, it quickly turned into a big lump, which directly shocked the little ghost who surrounded Feng Yanmeng, and he was so shocked that he hurriedly lay down to avoid this flame!

And that heat wave went directly towards the big red sedan chair! The eight little ghosts carrying the sedan chair were not easy to dodge, and when they saw that the heat wave was getting closer and closer, Zhong Kui picked up his sword and headed towards the sedan chair!

"Whoosh!"

But I saw that Zhong Kui went directly to the three boxes behind the sedan chair, picked up the sword in his hand, and the chains on the three boxes were broken in response, and the diamond sutra wrapped around the box suddenly flew out, blocking in front of the big red sedan chair!

"Boom!"

The flames were blocked by the Diamond Sutra, sparks spread out, and the earth-shattering heat wave made people feel as if they were in a fire prison!

In just a moment, the fire that had been broken disappeared, but the Diamond Sutra was also burned out! But fortunately, the flame did not touch the big red sedan chair, and the woman inside was still sitting in it!

"You're so daring!"

Zhong Kui screamed and pointed at Feng Yanmeng, but saw that the twelve imps around him hurriedly changed their formation, and the four drumming imps broke the drum and took out four iron nails, and the imps playing suona also took out four iron nails from the suona!

The dog's blood brand was shattered, but the four imps pulled out the bundle of immortal locks inside, a total of eight, and each of the eight imps pulled one end, trapping Feng Yanmeng in the bundle of immortal locks!

"Dry! Female! Modest! Shake! Pit! Leave! Tough! Exchange! ”

The eight people stood in the corresponding position, each pinched a decision in their hands, connected the two ends of the rope with eight iron nails and nailed them to the ground, stepped into the ground with foot nails, and each recited a mantra, an enchantment was formed, trapping Feng Yanmeng inside, even Feng Yanmeng's cultivation couldn't get out!

Let's see that Zhong Kui came with a knife, and when he arrived in front of this gossip array, he pointed at Feng Yanmeng with his hand!

"Bold imp! Dare to break my sister's sedan chair! Do you know that my sister is still the eldest daughter of the yellow flower, if you look at it! But how can my sister get married? ”

Feng Yanmeng looked at this Zhong Kui's play, and was speechless in his heart, what is this doing? Is Zhong Kui marrying a sister?

"Who the hell are you?"

Feng Yanmeng hadn't recognized this person as the one who sang Liu Mengmei on the stage that day, and there was still a gap between Liu Mengmei and Zhong Kui's outfits.

"The old man is the ghost hunter Zhong Kui! Zhong Zhengnan! ”

Zili put on a posture and said majestically to Feng Yanmeng, but Feng Yanmeng felt bored, and Zili's posture also made He Mingyu behind him feel funny, and he couldn't help laughing.

Zili thought to himself, I'm singing with you, why do you have to laugh by yourself?

"Sir, I don't have time to play with you today, let me out quickly, otherwise I will bear the consequences!"

Feng Yanmeng was so impatient with this absurd teasing, with his cultivation, it was impossible to be trapped by these tricks who didn't understand the Tao, so he warned Zili to take people away quickly!

However, Zili said very confidently: "Feng Yanmeng! Although you have learned a lot of Taoism, your cultivation is profound! But you're a ghostly body after all! Everything in the world is mutually reinforcing, and others can't catch you! I have a way! ”

Zhong Kui said this, Feng Yanmeng was disdainful, but Zhong Kui looked up to the sky and laughed!

"Then let you see my sister's dowry!"

Zili said so, with a wave of his hand, he saw that the treasure chest behind the big red sedan chair was opened with a bang! And the contents inside are all magic weapons used to hunt ghosts!

When Feng Yanmeng saw the contents of the box, he also realized that something was wrong, and he was about to escape from this gossip array! However, Feng Yanmeng was a step late, but the skills of these scenes were also good, and one of the actors took out a gossip mirror from the box! Jumped in front of Feng Yanmeng and used the mirror to suppress Feng Yanmeng!

"Ahh

These things are all the magic weapons that He Mingyu collected in the folk to suppress demons and eliminate demons! Each of them has endless cultivation, even if it is used by these dramas without Taoist cultivation, it will have some effect!

Feng Yanmeng was illuminated by this gossip mirror, and hurriedly covered his face and retreated, however, the other little ghost behind him took out a red thread from the box, and an iron nail was tied to one end of the thread, and threw it towards Feng Yanmeng's body!

"Whoosh~!"

This red thread tied Feng Yanmeng up this time, and the other end was caught by another ghost and fixed the iron nail to the ground!

Feng Yanmeng's body was trapped by the red line, the two little ghosts pinched, and the red line kept winding around Feng Yanmeng's body, penetrating his seventy-seven forty-nine big holes, and then stretched out one end and fixed it on the ground! After a while, Feng Yanmeng was trapped by this red thread, unable to move at all!

"You guys! Who taught you this? ”

With Feng Yanmeng's cultivation, although these things could temporarily seal him, they couldn't fix them forever! Feng Yanmeng was even more curious about who actually taught these things to these actors!

"Humph!"

Zi Li snorted coldly, and with a wave of his big hand, he saw that those little ghosts took out four big nets from the lower box, and two little ghosts cooperated to wrap Feng Yanmeng's body together, and the other little ghosts beat eight bamboo sticks into the ground according to the astrological direction, and the four big nets were tied to the bamboo sticks at the eight ends respectively!

"Next!"

In the end, the person holding the gossip mirror threw the mirror into Zi Li's hand, and Zi Li took down a Tai Chi pattern that was only the size of a palm behind the mirror, fixed the mirror on the frame, and shone on Feng Yanmeng!

And that palm-sized Tai Chi pattern was thrown on Feng Yanmeng's forehead after Zili sprinkled the essence blood on it!

Feng Yanmeng was now bound by various props to restrain the yin spirit, and he was still unable to move, but this formation was not over, and the remaining imps scattered the grains on the ground again, and used willow branches to block the yin qi on the left and right sides of Feng Yanmeng, and this was the completion of this demon subduing array!

"How? Feng Yanmeng, are you convinced now? ”

Zili laughed, looking at this Feng Yanmeng who was sealed in the big array, now, even if Feng Yanmeng has great skills, he can't escape at all!

This hand of this drama troupe, even the teacher is also a little interesting to watch, but although this play has not been sung yet, Mr. Teaching doesn't want to continue watching, so he turned around and went home!

"Huh! Sir, where are you going? ”

When a villager saw Mr. leaving, he couldn't help but ask, but Mr. Teaching only replied lightly.

"I don't have anything to watch in this play, so you better go back and rest! Beware of getting into trouble! ”

Mr. Teaching didn't look back, the ending of this play is already clear, this drama troupe is not Feng Yanmeng's enemy, just to catch the game set up by this erratic Mr. Feng, and most of the next is private grievances and hatreds, there is nothing to see!

"How? Is that drama outside okay? ”

When the teacher returned home, the woman in the family was waiting for him, pulling him to sit on a stool, while she leaned on him.

"How did you come out again? Aren't you afraid that people from outside are coming to catch you? ”

The teacher smiled and said to the woman.

"Do you not know if they are here for me? What am I afraid of? ”

Let's say that this Mr. Teacher gave up the drama and returned home to meet his own gentle township, and those villagers did not dare to stay here because they did not have Mr. Teach's support, so they went back to their homes and closed the door to sleep.

But Zili laughed.

"Little ones, take this ghost away, wait for me to set up the oil pan, and fry him!"

With a wave of Zi Li's big hand, a little ghost immediately took out a jar, and he was about to take the sealed Feng Yanmeng back into the jar!

However, Feng Yanmeng could see that this person didn't know how to collect ghosts at all, and he needed to use the spatial transfer method to transplant the entire formation into the jar, which was not something that a trickster who hadn't learned the Dao method could do.

"Brother, slow down!"

At this moment, the woman in the big red sedan chair spoke, but the woman's voice was familiar to Feng Yanmeng.

Feng Yanmeng turned his head to look, but saw a bride with a red hijab floating out of the big red sedan chair, after the bride lifted the hijab with her hand, Feng Yanmeng's heart was galloping, if he wasn't a Sven person, he would definitely scold!

"He Mingyu! It's you! ”

Feng Yanmeng yelled, no wonder they knew so much! When Feng Yanmeng and He Mingyu were husband and wife, they didn't know that she was a monster, and they didn't know what she was capable of.

He Mingyu is a great demon with eight hundred years of cultivation, even if his combat strength is not as good as Feng Yanmeng's, his knowledge is not shallow, and he knows how to subdue this ghost who has changed so much in the void and reality.

But He Mingyu acted as if he didn't recognize Feng Yanmeng, so he had to continue singing this play.

"Brother, I think this person is born white and pure, and he has some skills, why not let him be my wishful husband? Brother, you used all my dowry to subdue him! ”

He Mingyu said to Zili, and Zili naturally laughed, and immediately agreed to the marriage, on the surface, it seemed that he had finally married his sister, but Feng Yanmeng had a black line on his face, and they were clearly working together to pit themselves.

"Feng Yanmeng! Just come with me! ”

He Mingyu smiled at Feng Yanmeng, and with a flick of his finger, Feng Yanmeng's body suddenly flew up, and the gossip formation naturally dispersed, bringing him to the sedan chair, and a group of forty-two little ghosts carried the two sedan chairs back the same way.

And Feng Yanmeng was in the sedan chair, but he was unwilling.

"I've been with you all my life, how many lifetimes do you want me to be with you?"

As soon as Feng Yanmeng's words came out, He Mingyu also smiled.

"You're wonderful! Since you have not yet been reincarnated, you are still in this life, so continue to walk with me! As for the next life..."

He Mingyu said this, but he stopped talking, smiled, opened the sedan curtain and looked at the man on the bamboo tie in front of him.

"I've already given it to someone else..."

He Mingyu didn't say the next words, for fear that Feng Yanmeng would be jealous.

Let's say that the troupe worked hard to sing a play of Zhong Kui catching ghosts, and then turned Zhong Kui to marry his sister, and returned to the theater!

"But this He Mingyu's heart has been shaken, leaving a place for others, can he accompany Feng Yanmeng to his reincarnation safely?"

"If you want to know what happens next, and listen to my next breakdown!"