Ding Ermiao sneered, and with a wave of 10,000 people in his hand, the Maoshan Great Seal in the sky suddenly fell, and the aperture shrank.

The ghosts shrouded in the aperture could not resist the coercion of increasing cohesion, and their movements in the aperture were much slower.

However, the speed of Maoshan Ghost Chase Dafu has not been reduced, and it is still shuttling back and forth in the aperture, like a yellow lightning, flying vertically and horizontally, catching these ghosts.

"Spare your life, ** master spare your life!"

"**Teacher, I know that I am wrong, please open the net."

"**Master, I am willing to be driven, I just ask you to withdraw the magic circle!"

“……”

For a while, the ghosts fled in a hurry, wailing and begging for mercy.

Ding Ermiao sneered and said, "Now that I know that I am a ** teacher, don't you think it's too late?" Haha......"

In the long laughter, Ding Ermiao kept moving his sword, and in an instant, he collected all the ghosts in the aperture!

The five-element flag returned to its place, and the paper talisman stamped with the Maoshan seal also fell. Several ghost-chasing talismans in the aperture were also retracted by Ding Ermiao one by one. Only before, the ghost chasing talisman who chased the fat old ghost still didn't come back.

"My husband is so powerful, I catch them all!" Ji Xiaoxiao applauded, but her face was a little pale.

That's because, under the aperture, Ji Xiaoxiao also felt the pressure, so the chest tightness was caused by air blockage.

"Xiaoxiao, are you alright?" Ding Ermiao turned around, looked at Ji Xiaoxiao's face, and said, "Sit down, take a few deep breaths, and you'll be fine." ”

Ji Xiaoxiao nodded and sat down cross-legged. Ding Ermiao helped Ji Xiaoxiao with his hand and let Ji Xiaoxiao sit on his feet.

Two minutes later, Ji Xiaoxiao stood up, her face had returned to ruddy.

But the big talisman that chased the fat old ghost still didn't fly back.

Ding Ermiao thought about it, didn't care anymore, took Ji Xiaoxiao's hand, walked back to the house, and said with a smile: "Xiaoxiao, now you can start." ”

"Okay, you release them first, and I'll pick the right characters." Ji Xiaoxiao sat down at the square table.

Ding Ermiao took out a ghost chasing talisman and shook it in the air, and more than 20 ghosts rolled out, including men and women, old and young, different in height, fat and thin. The candlelight shone on the grimaces, and they were all white.

And the clothing of these ghosts is also very inconsistent, some are old ghosts of the Qing Dynasty, some are costumes from the Republic of China, and some should be ghosts of the last twenty or thirty years.

As soon as the ghost is released, it immediately wants to escape. But Ding Ermiao waved his hand casually, and the Five Elements Flag had already surrounded these things, flying rapidly, and the water could not be passed.

"Listen, whoever dares to run away, I will scatter your souls before your eyes!" Ding Ermiao scolded loudly, and more than a dozen ghost suppression spells flew out in a row, fixing some old ghosts with high cultivation levels.

In front of Ding Ermiao's might, all the ghosts settled down, cowered, and did not dare to step forward.

"Now, you have shown me the best appearance of your life, and whoever becomes beautiful will be rewarded; Whoever gets ugly, heavy fine! Ding Ermiao looked at the ghost in front of him and said.

The ghosts nodded their heads together, each casting their own magical powers. For a while, the light and shadow changed and the eyes were dazzled.

A minute later, the ghosts were transformed. Looking at it again, it is much more pleasing to the eye.

There are ghosts before, hanged ghosts and drowned ghosts, as well as burnt ghosts, and there are crooked facial features and incomplete limbs, which look disgusting. Now that it has been sorted out, at a glance, it is no different from a living person.

"Are you ghosts in this village?" Ding Ermiao asked.

A young female ghost with a good appearance and a sharp speech stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Some are from the village, and some are from outside. In the village, there are more than 100 ghosts, and there are more than 30 outsiders, who were a troupe before their deaths. I'm also an outsider, a swordsman in the troupe. ”

Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "Very good, you are quite honest." Tell me what your name is? ”

"My name is Ai Xiang, and my stage name is heartthrob. Born in the 11th year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty, died in the 33rd year of Guangxu, and lived 22 years in the world. The female ghost replied.

"Well, yes, there is still such a style when you are dead, and when you are alive, it is almost the same to be a heartthrob." Ding Ermiao looked at Ai Xiang, and it was really delicate, with a hint of heroism.

The eleventh year of Guangxu was 1885; In the thirty-third year of Guangxu, it was 1907. In this way, it has been more than a hundred years since this female ghost died and died.

"Thank you, Master Chrysostom." The female ghost Ai Xiang thanked her, turned around and pointed to a few ghosts and said: "These are all members of our troupe, and they also died on the same day, all of them were killed in a fire in Fengmen Village in the 33rd year of Guangxu. ”

Ding Ermiao waved his hand, interrupted the words of the female ghost Ai Xiang, and said, "How did you die, I won't ask now, I'll talk about it tomorrow." Ai Xiang, you first find out all the members of your troupe, stand aside, and I'll arrange for you to do something later. ”

Ai Xiang nodded in agreement, and with a casual move, with a few ghosts, stood under the gable on the east side.

The remaining dozen or so ghosts are standing on the west side, needless to say, they are the ghosts of the village of Fengmen Village.

"Who is the village chief here?" Ding Ermiao asked.

The reaction of these village ghosts is obviously slower than the scene just now.

After staring blankly, an old man with a melon skin hat replied, "The village chief is not here. ”

Ding Ermiao nodded, selected a few village ghosts who looked a little smarter to stay, and also sent them to the side of the play, and then, shaking off the second ghost chasing talisman, released more than twenty ghosts.

First of all, it is a threat, so that these ghosts can show their best-looking true colors before they were born.

"The troupe is all standing on Ai Xiang's side. Those in the village remain where they are. Then, Ding Ermiao commanded.

Under the gable on the east side, Ai Xiang beckoned, and several more drama ghosts passed.

"Who is the chief of your village?" Ding Ermiao looked at this group of village ghosts and asked.

A young male ghost dressed in a long robe, with fine skin and tender meat, stepped forward, shook his head to the ground, and said, "Villain Chai Lingfeng, I have seen the ** teacher." If you go back to the ** teacher, my father Chai Yugui is the village chief of this Fengmen Village. However, he has been captured by the ** division and has not yet been released. ”

Looking at this talk and behavior, it should be a person who has seen the world, but compared to those village ghosts, it is a world of difference.

"Chai Lingfeng?" Ding Ermiao nodded and looked at this guy.

"Er Miao, this Chai Lingfeng is not a good person, as soon as you look at your eyes, you know that your heart is not right." Ji Xiaoxiao said on the side.

Chai Lingfeng's legs weakened, he fell to his knees, and shouted: "**Shi Mingcha, I am really a good person, I was killed by these actors!" ”

"Chai Lingfeng, you are nonsense, you wicked person sue first!" Under the gable on the east side, the group of opera ghosts screamed at the same time