Chapter 33: The Sorrowful Wild Lily (33)

"What a fart!" Dai Min, who is usually Svenwen, was also "polluted" by Zheng Yi, burst into foul language, and twisted Zheng Yi's chest hard. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oops~~Yo~ It hurts, it hurts!" Zheng Yi's face was distorted in pain, and he begged for mercy.

Dai Mingang was also moved by his "big husband" side, and in a blink of an eye he revealed his true colors, which was really annoying. "Before you get down to business, you want to run away, you're still not a man!"

Zheng Yi sneered at Chong Daimin with a sneer, "It's not a man, you don't know yet!" As he spoke, he deliberately stood up.

"Get out!" Dai Min yelled impatiently.

"Gotta ~~ order!" Zheng Yi learned the appearance of a martial artist in Peking Opera, posed with his body and hugged his fist at Dai Min, and played the rhythm "Qiang Qiang Qiang ~~~~"

At this time, the girl who fought with the male ghost was already invincible, and was scratched on the shoulder by the male ghost's claws, and looked for an opportunity to get out while defending.

"Oh no!" Zheng Yi shouted, "Brother Yi is here!" Then he jumped on the stage and joined the fight.

The goal of the male ghost is very clear, that is, he went straight to the girl's treasure bell, so he didn't have time to deal with Zheng Yi, who killed him halfway. The girl also knew this, and found a gap, the girl quickly tore off the treasure bell pinned to her waist, and shouted at Zheng Yi, "Next!" Then he threw the bell away.

"Oh C! not as bad as you!" Zheng Yi's eyes widened in surprise, he didn't expect the girl to make such a bad move, but his hand unconsciously caught the treasure bell.

"Roar~~" The male ghost was stunned, staring at the bell with his eyes, and then chased after Zheng Yi like crazy.

Zheng Yi flew out a yellow spell and shouted, "Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law, forgiveness!" A golden light immediately shot into the center of the male ghost's eyebrows, and a burnt smell came from the top of the male ghost's head. The male ghost's body is shaky, and although he has been hit, he can't subdue him, which makes him angry. He suddenly stopped and stood in place, waving his hands and walking up the stage with a bang, the cheeks on both sides of his face swelling and floating, and bursts of black mist erupted from his mouth.

"Be careful, the black mist is poisonous!" Zheng Yi shouted, quickly covered his mouth and nose, and was on guard. Dai Min didn't know the situation, so she had to do what Zheng Yi told her, but she still kept an eye on it, picked up the bronze mirror and held it in her arms, and found a table away from the stage to hide underneath. If she doesn't know what to say, she might as well escape first, which can be regarded as reducing the "burden" on Zheng Yi, but she always feels that it is too unrighteous to do so, in case Zheng Yi "dies", she has to take him "home"!

The black fog was getting bigger and bigger, and gradually they couldn't see each other's positions clearly, and although Dai Min was afraid, he didn't dare to make any sound, for fear of summoning that thing. It was pitch black and extremely quiet, and she guessed that Zheng Yi and they were thinking the same as her!

Suddenly, not far from Dai Min's left front, there were two bangs similar to metal strikes, I don't know if it was Zheng Yi or the girl who was using some magic weapon.

"Moon Luhua, the wind is gone, pardon!" The girl's crisp voice broke the silence of the night, and then under the stage, the lights around the first row of tables shone brightly, and the black fog gradually dissipated with the table as the center.

"Stupid!" Zheng Yi scolded sharply, and then shook his hand and flew out a copper coin, hitting the wick of the candlestick in the girl's hand. The candlelight went out in an instant, but it was too late, and the male ghost screamed and slapped the back of the girl's heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the girl's mouth. Immediately after that, the male ghost grabbed another claw at the girl's heart.

"The sword of wisdom is unsheathed, slash the demon and punish the spirit, forgiveness!" With Zheng Yi's pinching mantra, several copper coins leaped up from his palms and intersected in the air to form a copper sword. Zheng Yi pointed at the male ghost, and the bronze sword immediately flew over, stabbing at the male ghost's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

The male ghost sensed the danger, and in order to protect himself, he had to temporarily give up the attack on the girl, and hide in the black fog as if fleeing for his life. Unfortunately, his sharp nails still pierced the girl's T-shirt, cutting a two-inch-long wound on her left chest.

"Xiao Minmin, quickly shine on him with a bronze mirror!" Dai Min heard that this was Zheng Yi's voice, and asked her to use the bronze mirror to shine on the male ghost? But she couldn't see where the male ghost was hiding! After thinking about it, Dai Min gritted his teeth, boldly got out from under the table, and held the bronze mirror with both hands to aim at the thick black fog.

Just when Dai Min immediately changed the angle of the bronze mirror, his eyes suddenly lit up, and for a moment the green light point floated in front of him, could it be a male ghost, Dai Min was puzzled, and continued to capture the bright spot with the bronze mirror.

"The law is born from the heart, endlessly, bright!" Zheng Yi groaned softly, and flicked the candlestick in the girl's hand with his fingers, and the wick lit up in response, quickly swallowing the darkness around him. "Push him here!" Zheng Yi shouted loudly, Dai Min understood, the male ghost was really afraid of this bronze mirror, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he moved the bronze mirror to force the male ghost to escape to the stage, the position that Zheng Yi pointed to.

Just as the male ghost obeyed Dai Min's wishes and fled to the position pointed by Zheng Yi, Zheng Yi held a small yellow-brown triangular flag that he got out of nowhere and held it in his hand, while shaking and pinching the mantra "Tianluowei Net, Diyan Moluo, get up!" As Zheng Yigao shouted the incantation, a large net of silver light of equal size faintly appeared on the ground of the stage, and the male ghost who fled above screamed miserably, and his body trembled, as if he had suffered great pain.

For a while, it seemed that there were many people singing in low voices, and the buzzing sound was endless, "Buzz, Banzar grunting, sad horses, ......"

The male ghost curled up on the ground with his head in pain, whining and wailing in pain, Dai Min looked at everything unbelievable in front of him, and did not think of the scene of the Buddhist monk in the ghost movie.

Zheng Yi shook the flag in his hand, as if he was giving instructions to an invisible person, and a huge silver net distributed on the stage rose up, wrapping the male ghost in it, and a beam of golden light appeared, and the male ghost and even the black fog disappeared suddenly, leaving only a son's dress worn by an ancient aristocratic man scattered on the ground, with a little copper coins scattered on it.

"Whew~~~" Zheng Yi took a deep breath, as if he had just finished a hard work, stretching his muscles and bones. Dai Min leaned over cautiously, still holding on to the bronze mirror and didn't dare to let go, "It's over?" ”

Zheng Yi didn't raise his head, and slowly picked up the copper coin pressed on his clothes, "Ang, it's over." ”

"Woo woo~~~~" The buzzing wail suddenly sounded, accompanied by the sound of hitting the bell of the treasure, Zheng Yi lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the bell on his waist for the time being, pulled it off, and sighed, "It's not that your husband and wife are born at the wrong time, natural disasters and people are difficult, it's only to blame you two for not being a disaster and not being disciplined." Let your horse go for the time being, you must learn to be obedient, and you must not do anything wrong. Go ahead! As he spoke, Zheng Yi silently recited a spell, shook the bell, and a wisp of green smoke floated out along the wide mouth of the bell, and hung on the clothes lying on the ground, wrapped the clothes tightly in the green smoke and slowly flew into the air, gradually disappearing.