"That's right, Brother Yong, you must not let him go."

"Today, we are embarrassed and lost home, how will we mix in the county in the future."

"I guess tomorrow there will be a scandal about us spraying in the bath."

Hearing the young man's words, the others echoed him.

Hearing everyone's words, Zhao Yong was also bitter, and he was not reconciled, but he had never seen Ye Zhengyang at all, let alone Ye Zhengyang's name and address, how could he take revenge?

As if knowing Zhao Yong's thoughts, a young man said to Zhao Yong: "Brother Yong, isn't your cousin in the Public Security Bureau?" ”

"Let him help us find out who that kid is?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yong suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, let's go find my cousin!" ”

Zhao Yong was about to get up as he spoke, but just as he was about to get up, his stomach suddenly hurt again, followed by a stream of yellow soup spurting out, and he hurriedly screamed and said, "It's better to wait until I'm better before going!" ”

Ye Zhengyang and Yuanfang, who were the initiators, ran out of the bath laughing.

At this time, the outside of the bath was already full of people, all pointing and pointing.

"This boss!"

At this time, the fat boss came to Ye Zhengyang and the others again, made a bitter face, and asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"How did they do that to the VIP room we just cleaned up?"

Ye Zhengyang shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and said, "How would I know?" ”

"Then you have to ask the son of the richest man in the county!"

"Ah, my .................."

After listening to Ye Zhengyang's words, the fat boss's original bitter gourd face was about to cry.

After Ye Zhengyang finished speaking, he stopped looking at the fat boss's pitiful appearance, and left with Yuanfang.

Ye Zhengyang led Yuanfang through the street and came to a quiet alley.

Suddenly, Ye Zhengyang said to the air in front of him: "After following us for so long, shouldn't you show up?" ”

After Ye Zhengyang finished speaking, he stood there quietly, making Yuanfang confused for a while.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Yuanfang asked Ye Zhengyang, "Why are you nervous?" ”

Ye Zhengyang shook his head at Yuanfang, signaled him not to speak, and then continued to the air in front of him: "If you don't come out again, don't blame the poor and you're welcome!" ”

Ye Zhengyang said that a piece of rune paper suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a slight shake, the rune paper spontaneously combusted without fire, and then in his mouth

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Chanted: "Heaven and earth are natural, filthy Qi is scattered, the cave is mysterious, Huang Lang Taiyuan, and the eight directions are mighty, so that I am natural, urgent as the law!" ”

I saw that after Ye Zhengyang's incantation was recited, the rune paper in his hand turned into a three-inch short knife burning with flames.

The three-inch knife shot out at the front, instantly splitting the air in half.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a terrible scream sounded in the alley, and then a female ghost dressed in white, with long hair covering her face, and a pale yellow flame on her body, appeared out of thin air.

"Yellow Soul Fire!"

Ye Zhengyang looked at the female ghost in front of him with some surprise, and didn't understand how deep the resentment this female ghost had, and there would be a yellow soul fire.

As we all know, due to different resentments, the ghost fire is red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple from low to high, except for those old ghosts in the soul detention tower, the highest-level ghost that Ye Zhengyang has dealt with is only orange soul fire.

Unexpectedly, she met a powerful ghost with a yellow soul fire today, and she was not afraid of the sun, and the resentment on her body was so strong that it shielded the yin qi on her body.

If it weren't for Ye Zhengyang's advancement to the first-grade real realm, and his sensing ability was more than dozens of times that of the nine-grade Dao long realm, he really wouldn't have discovered its existence.

Seeing the female ghost appear, Yuanfang wanted to step forward, but was pulled back by Ye Zhengyang.

Ye Zhengyang stared coldly at the female ghost in front of him, and asked, "What do you want to do all the way?" ”

"The little Taoist priest is very powerful!"

The female ghost stabilized her fluttering body and said to Ye Zhengyang: "I didn't escape your perception!" ”

"But even so, you two will die too!"

The female ghost said that her long hair was windless, revealing an ugly face full of festering maggots.

"Humph!"

Ye Zhengyang snorted coldly and said, "I just don't know whether to live or die, I was originally in a good mood today, and I don't want to worry about you." ”

"I didn't expect you to seek death by yourself, so it's no wonder that you are poor."

"Poor Dao will scatter your soul now, so as not to harm others!"

Ye Zhengyang said with his hands open, and the Demon Sword suddenly floated on his palm, and then the two fingers of his right hand were put together, pointing towards the female ghost.

The Demon Sword suddenly turned into a red ray and shot towards the female ghost.

Feeling the powerful murderous aura on the Demon Sword, the female ghost's ghost body suddenly trembled, and a look of horror appeared on her face.

Now Ye Zhengyang has advanced to the realm of a real person, and his strength has risen like a geometric multiple.

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Not to mention the fierce ghosts of this yellow soul fire, even if they face the weasel spirit in human form again, they will effortlessly kill it.

Just when the Demon Sword was about to stab the female ghost, the female ghost suddenly knelt down and shouted to Ye Zhengyang: "Dao Chief, Heavenly Master spare your life!" ”

Seeing that the female ghost actually begged for mercy, Ye Zhengyang gently hooked his two fingers, and the demon sword suddenly stopped outside the female ghost's ruler.

"What other words do you have?"

Ye Zhengyang stared at the female ghost and asked.

"The Heavenly Master is above!"

The female ghost hurriedly kowtowed to Ye Zhengyang, for fear that Ye Zhengyang would kill him if he was unhappy.

Ye Zhengyang recalled the Demon Sword, which made the pressure of the female ghost drop sharply.

"Say!"

Ye Zhengyang said coldly to the female ghost.

"Heavenly Master Rongqi!"

The female ghost hurriedly said, "The little woman just tested the mana of the Heavenly Master, and there was no malice!" ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Ye Zhengyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

The female ghost said, "The little woman just wants the Heavenly Master to administer justice for me!" ”

Ye Zhengyang said: "You are dead, if you have grievances, you should go to the underworld and find the judge, why do you want to find me?" ”

The female ghost explained: "It's not that the little girl doesn't want to go to the underworld, it's just that I can't help myself and can't go!" ”

The female ghost's words suddenly made Ye Zhengyang curious, only to see Ye Zhengyang and Yuanfang glance at each other, and then said to the female ghost: "You tell me carefully!" ”

"Hey!"

The female ghost sighed faintly, covered up her terrifying appearance, and suddenly turned into a stunning beauty with a beautiful face and a country and city.

It turns out that the female ghost has been dead for nearly eighty years.

The female ghost's real name is Sang Rouer, the daughter of a wealthy family in Wutai County, and Sang Rouer originally had a husband named Zhao Jinhe.

Zhao Jinhe is also a native of Wutai County, and he is the son of the magistrate of Wutai County.

One night, Zhao Jinhe's family was killed by a group of unidentified men and robbed of all their property.

And Zhao Jinhe was in the field, so he escaped the catastrophe.

When Zhao Jinhe returned, he had already become a poor bastard with nothing.

In addition to being sad, Zhao Jinhe suddenly thought of his father's best friend in this county, that is, Sang Rouer's father Sang Nanpo, and Sang Rouer was still his fiancée, so he went to defect.

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