Yang Jiang climbed out of the window and hurriedly chased a few steps, and saw Zhang Xiufang's figure running into an alley, and hurriedly rushed up.

Grandpa's death hit Yang Jiang very hard, and he even ignored a very important thing in a hurry, that is, this is no longer a city from his grandfather's hometown, hundreds of miles away, and most of the Xuanmen monks are hidden, so the source of information is naturally slower than the outside world, and since Zhang Xiufang can get the news so quickly, it is enough to prove that the worst thing about Yang Jiang's grandfather is also to shock the people in the Xuanxiu world within a radius of hundreds of miles.

What made Yang Jiang feel relieved was that Zhang Xiufang chose a dead end in a panic, Zhang Xiufang stood at the other end of the alley, but the index finger and middle finger of her right hand were broken because of the broken golden knife by Yang Jiang just now, and the blood kept flowing down her fingers.

"Tell me who killed my grandfather!"

Yang Jiang's eyes were cold, this matter was haunted in his heart, and it had already become a heart disease.

Zhang Xiufang saw that there was no way to escape, so she was not afraid to laugh.

"Hahaha, Yang Jiang, you wait, you don't have to look for the truth, because the truth will come to you by itself, come on, although I don't know why your cultivation is clearly under me, you can still cut off my sword and golden sword, but don't think that the old woman and I are muddy."

After Zhang Xiufang finished speaking, the yellow paper in her hand was sprinkled, and the yellow paper like cherry blossoms flying was immediately sprinkled all over Yang Jiang.

"General Window, General Gate, Supreme Mana Va, listen to my ancestor's orders, don't stop eliminating demons and retreating, edict!"

As Zhang Xiufang's incantation was finished, the yellow paper turned directly into phantoms dressed as ancient generals, holding steel knives in their hands, and rushed towards Yang Jiang when they saw Yang Jiang as if they saw the enemy on the battlefield.

"Your sister is worthy of being an old monster, and she can summon so many town generals at the same time."

Yang Jiang was also stunned in his heart, he didn't expect that Zhang Xiufang, who had broken the spell by himself, would be able to make such a hand, while using the sword to resist the attack from all directions, while thinking about how to force Zhang Xiufang to ask what he knew.

This town house general is naturally different from ordinary ghosts, and his strength is not known how many times stronger, and under the attack of several town house generals, Yang Jiang can only defend regardless of the head and tail, and it didn't take long for several wounds on his body to be added.

Zhang Xiufang was overjoyed when she saw this, and hurriedly threw out more yellow paper to summon more town house generals.

Yang Jiang, who was beaten and bruised all over his body, hurriedly dodged around, and saw that several more town house generals appeared, and he was immediately frightened to urinate, but unexpectedly, he didn't pay attention but was kicked to the ground by a door general behind him, and his body immediately flew towards the wall on the side like a leaky ball, and this kick almost didn't make him pee his pants.

Knock –

With a loud bang, Yang Jiang fell from the wall, but just as he was about to dodge the attack of the general of the town, he suddenly found that the layout of this alley seemed to be a little wrong, the general alley was composed of the walls of the houses on both sides, but the two sides of this alley were not walls, but two separate earthen walls that were somewhat rudimentary.

Looking up at the head of the earthen wall, Yang Jiang's eyes suddenly released a fine light.

"I see."

At this moment, a town house general had already come to him, Yang Jiang hurriedly rolled to the side, looked under the wall, only to see that in the middle of the earthen walls on both sides, there were two small stone piers, and the earthen wall in that direction also slightly protruded outward, this layout turned out to be a natural stone quagmire! It's just that you need to use loess and ink fountain lines and two iron drills to make an eye.

Originally, this formation was used by ancient carpenters to place the rocks under the pillars, and its purpose was to make the soil around the rocks softer, so that the stones could be easily guarded, and secondly, the stones would be extremely stable after the soil was dried.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jiang already had a plan, and he rolled over on the spot, and he grabbed a handful of loess when he got up.

"Hey, it's a pity that there's no water, water?"

Yang Jiang suddenly thought of something, quickly took out a few pieces of yellow paper from his pocket, and recited the spell to invite the town house general, and several town house generals who were almost exactly the same as the opposite side appeared.

"General Wa, hold on for a minute."

Hearing Yang Jiang's order, several town house tile generals immediately rushed towards more than a dozen town house generals on the other side, and this guy ran to the side and threw the loess just now on the ground, took off his pants and urinated towards the loess.

"What are you going to do this bunny?"

Zhang Xiufang stood aside and didn't dare to come over easily, after all, the two town house generals were fighting, and she had to hang up directly on the spot if she was a mortal and a bad one.

Yang Jiang didn't pay attention to it, and after peeing, he put on his pants and squatted down and pinched the urine-drenched mud.

"Boy, you won't be beaten stupid, you still have the heart to play with urine and mud at this time!"

Zhang Xiufang didn't know what Yang Jiang was going to do, but her eyes were also full of vigilance.

The loess is completely combined with urine, and after the kneading of Yang Jiang's hands, it has been like dough, only to see Yang Jiang throw the mud ball on the ground, take out two small iron drills that he carries with him to quickly level the loess, and then put the two iron drills on the mud ball in the shape of a cross.

Zhang Xiufang is also a disciple of Luban, at this time, if you can't see what Yang Jiang is going to do, you will be too sorry for Master Zu, Zhang Xiufang, who found out Yang Jiang's intentions, hurriedly ordered all the town house generals to give up attacking the few tile generals summoned by Yang Jiang, and turned to attack Yang Jiang.

"It's late."

A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Jiang's mouth, and he had already taken out the ink fountain line in his hand and circled it three times around the loess and cross iron chisel.

Suddenly, the mud between the two earthen walls of the alley became so soft that it turned the entire alley into a huge mud pool.

The general of the town house who rushed towards Yang Jiang was able to walk a few steps at first, but as their struggles became more and more intense, their bodies quickly sank into the quagmire, until the top of their heads was also submerged, and then finally turned into yellow paper again.

"Little rabbit, withdraw the formation, or we'll all die here."

Zhang Xiufang watched the soil under her feet slowly become wet and soft, and secretly screamed in her heart, whether it was her or Yang Jiang would eventually be swallowed up by the mire and suffocate to death.

Yang Jiang's body also slowly fell into the depths of the quagmire, which made him have to control the movements of his body as much as possible, after all, if he struggled desperately, it would be the same result as those town house generals.

"Say, who killed my grandfather!"

Yang Jiang's eyes were cold and he asked.

Zhang Xiufang had already fallen into the mud under the intense exercise of her body because she was about to rush over with her town general, and the mud was tightly fitting her body, which made it extremely difficult for her to breathe.

"Yang Jiang, if you say it, it's death, if you don't say it, it's death, instead of being treated as a traitor and being spurned and executed by the same sect in the Xuan Cultivation Realm, it's better for me to be martyred today."

Zhang Xiufang's face was full of anger, and when her body was about to be completely submerged, Yang Jiang found that a trace of relief and relief appeared on her face.

Yang Jiang's face changed slightly, and at this time, the soil had reached Zhang Xiufang's neck, and he only had one hand and head exposed at the same time.

"Don't say yes, let's go down to see my grandfather together!"

When the soil was about to completely submerge Yang Jiang's nostrils on his back, Yang Jiang finally withdrew the formation, and Yang Jiang's mood in the dark soil was extremely complicated, the longing for his grandfather, and the chewing on Zhang Xiufang's words before he died, even made it more difficult for him to breathe normally than buried in the soil.