"Amitabha, Master Zhang, the old man has a word, I hope you can listen to me." The ghost insect monk in the sky slowly fell in front of me.

"What are you going to do?" I clenched the black and white swords in my hand, and everyone behind me leaned in.

"The corpse behind you must be an important person of Zhang Shizhu, but the person is dead, no matter how sad Zhang Shizhu is, it is also unintentional, the image of the Buddha is the twelve causes and conditions of my Buddha, and the monk who has crossed the Buddha is very deep, so the product of the Buddha's dream and the monk, the old man only hopes to recover the image of the Buddha, and it is good to ......"

I shook my head.

"I'm going to take my cousin home."

I said in a firm tone, and the ghost insect monk smiled silently.

"Presumably, the little monk behind Zhang Shizhu is also a person with a deep relationship with the Buddha, so this image of the Buddha will be attached to his body, the old man just wants to retrieve the image of the Buddha, and when the time comes, his body will naturally be taken away by you."

"Hahaha, ghost insect monk, you said it lightly, you have already given it to you, only to smash the corpse directly, and then extract the image of the Buddha, when the time comes, I'm afraid, I can't even recognize the appearance of the corpse, Zhang Qingyuan."

Ye Guyun said with a laugh, and then suddenly, his whole person turned into a burst of green light, and the moment I realized it, Ye Guyun had already arrived at his cousin's corpse, and stretched out his hand to grab his cousin.

"Grass ......" I roared, and in an instant, holding the black and white double swords, I slashed towards Ye Guyun, and with a bang, Ye Guyun blocked my double swords that jumped up in the air and slashed down.

"Don't make any more trouble, Zhang Qingyuan, you have done well enough, I just want to get the image of the Buddha, but it's just a corpse, what's there to worry about?"

While Ye Guyun was talking, I found that all around him were already surrounded by his green ghosts, holding everyone hostage.

"You ......," I clenched my fists and creaked.

"It seems that City Lord Ye is destined to compete with Lao Wei for this Buddha image today."

As the ghost insect monk spoke, a large number of green ghosts behind him fell behind him one after another, taking out all kinds of mist.

"Ghost insect monk, Ye Guyun, you two, since you are here, don't think about leaving."

At this moment, the voice of the ghost rakshasa came from the sky, and the ground under his feet suddenly boomed, and it was warped, and one by one the thick roots of the tree rose from the ground, and on the black roots, the purple hands like withered branches stretched out in an instant, grabbing a green ghost, and in an instant, the green ghost didn't even have room to howl, so it was completely sucked up and turned into flying smoke.

"Hehe, Ghost Rakshasa Master, old man, I'm just here to have a good time."

As he spoke, he saw a wave of his hand, and all the green ghosts behind him were put into their robes, and he quickly bypassed one hand at a time, flew out of the city, and disappeared.

"Hmph, Ghost Rakshasa Thing, I've got it."

Ye Gucheng said, grabbed his cousin's corpse, and flew towards the outside of the city, his subordinates also let go of the others, and in an instant, the ghost rakshasa laughed wildly.

At this time, I also saw that the huge rakshasa tree had come to me.

Suddenly, when Ye Gucheng was about to fly out, on the Rakshasa tree, purple rattans flew out and entangled his cousin's body, and with a bang, he tore off one of his cousin's hands and pulled him back, and the other people also gave purple rattans, wrapped around them, and pulled them towards the Rakshasa tree.

I roared, raised my twin swords, and cut through countless rattans.

"Zhang Qingyuan, what are you going to do? Hahahaha... Those guys too, they want to get the image of the Buddha, they dream, and when they come back, I'll clean them up one by one.

I rushed along the street, roaring, getting closer and closer, all the people, wrapped around the purple rattan, rolled up to the vicinity of the rakshasa tree, and in the distance I saw a shadow, it was Fang Datong.

"Hmph, dead monk, you dare to do that kind of thing to my heart, think about how you will die."

With a thud, I fell to the ground, unable to move at all, my limbs weak, and the furious laughter of the ghost rakshasas resounded over the entire city.

Suddenly, with laughter, bursts of women's cries resounded in the sky, and at this time, I looked up and saw that the Rakshasa tree was full of female ghosts, one by one, hanging on the tree, like a fruit, and there was a purple rattan on the top of my head.

The sky rumbled, dark clouds rolled, and the sky around was completely dark.

With a snap, it was Lin Miaoxue, she was wrapped in a red cloth, her face was pale, and she fell in front of me, I looked at her with a painful face.

"Zhang Qingyuan, hurry up and find a way to bring Mr. Du Zesheng back."

I shook my head at Lin Miaoxue.

"He is no longer the Du Zesheng you are familiar with, there is nothing that affects him, he is just a demon who wants to become a ghost venerable, called the Ghost Rakshasa , and there is no more you in his eyes."

Lin Miaoxue showed a smile and shook her head.

"Mr. Du, it's Mr. Du, there is only one Du Zesheng in this world, maybe you are a little ghost, you don't understand, what is love ......"

My eyes widened, and Lin Miaoxue's tears kept flowing out of my eyes.

"Why? You ......"

"Why do you think, Zhang Qingyuan, in this world, there are people and ghosts ......?"

I looked at Lin Miaoxue blankly.

"Because it's a human being, only a human can kill evil ghosts, Zhang Qingyuan, remember it, no matter now, or in the future, remember it, only people ......"

I nodded as if I didn't understand, supported my body little by little, and stood up, in the sky, purple thunder and lightning were combined, and the deafening thunder was loud.

The rain poured down, and the black raindrops the size of beans kept dripping on my body, full of tears of resentment and sadness.

I raised my head and looked up, it was Lan Ruoxi, she was still struggling.

"Maybe, I don't understand, what love is, but now, I just want to protect her, protect everyone, and it's enough to have this feeling......"

"Want to go up? Zhang Qingyuan. "It was the Man in the Iron Mask, and he appeared behind me, turned his head, looked at him, and nodded.

In an instant, the black wings on the Iron Mask Man's back opened, and I squatted on the ground, slammed into the air, jumped up, and then landed firmly on the Iron Mask's back, clenching the black and white swords in my hand.

"Are you here? Zhang Qingyuan, haha, I see how you want to fight with me, more, sadness, resentment, hahaha......"

The female ghosts hanging from the trees whimpered louder, as if they had been tortured in some way, and their cries gradually turned into cries of pain.

Purple beams of light continued to shoot from all directions of the Rakshasa tree, and the Man in the Iron Mask quickly took me and moved in the air.

With a squeak, I saw that on the trunk of the tree, two huge palms composed of countless purple rattans stretched out, one hand clenched into a fist, and with a bang, it hit us in this direction, and the fierce wind came towards us, blowing the skin on my cheeks, and constantly shaking.

The man in the iron mask was up and down, overflowing with evil energy, like a black meteor, under the interweaving of purple beams, dexterously dodging, the huge fist in front of him, was about to hit the man in the iron mask, he accelerated, suddenly, boom, a burst of black light lit up, and took me out of the range of the fist.

"It's now, Zhang Qingyuan, that guy's main ghost, it's in that mouth, let's go."

Ahh

"I'm going to rush over."

As the Man in the Iron Mask spoke, a purple sea of fire appeared in front of him, and in an instant, he stopped us from going.

"Don't even think about it, Zhang Qingyuan ......"

With a ding, a large space on our side cracked, and a huge purple fist erupted from the inside, and the man in the iron mask suddenly stopped, raised his hands, and blocked it in front of him.

"Let's go first, Zhang Qingyuan."

The moment the fist hit the Man in the Iron Mask, a black glow lit up, and the Man in the Iron Mask threw me backwards.

Then I saw a bang, the figure of the Man in the Iron Mask disappeared, and in the distance, with a bang, many of the houses that had been dilapidated were suddenly reduced to rubble.

"I had a dream, cousin......"

I was falling down, and my cousin's voice resounded through the sky, very clear and very gentle.

"Cousin......" I shouted with wide eyes.

"In my dream, I saw a fairy, Buddha, but I still like fairies, they are very beautiful, but ah, women's tears are dripping in my heart, I can't bear to just leave......"

Suddenly, in the process of falling, I cried with joy, staring at the sky blankly, in the sky that was still raining, a crack opened, a dazzling golden light, falling from the sky, I looked over, the light sprinkled on my cousin's body.

The sound of a bang sounded, and in an instant, the branches of the Rakshasa tree, around the golden light, burst into flames, and then turned into ashes.

"Ah......h

"It's the Dharma ......" and then the Rakshasa tree began to flee little by little, leaving the golden light.

I was still falling down, and suddenly, one hand, caught my body, it was the Man in the Iron Mask, and he held me with both hands.

"Hehe, Zhang Hao, that kid, it's a little interesting......" The iron-masked man had a gray face and a smile in his eyes.

My cousin's body, under the glow of golden light, slowly floated in the air, and in all directions, the sound of chanting Buddha resounded in the sky, gradually covering up the voices of those crying women.