The commotion they made woke up many people, Murong Qingxue walked out of the next room, and the monks in the temple also rushed to check the situation.

Ye Qiuyang squinted his eyes, looked at the female ghost at his feet, and said coldly,

"You just said that you were on orders, on whose orders?"

The female ghost said tremblingly,

"Yes...... Qing ......."

As soon as she was halfway through her words, a golden pill suddenly shot at her body, and her whole face was instantly distorted and deformed, and she let out an extremely terrible scream.

Immediately after, her body shattered, and finally turned into a black aura that gradually dissipated into the air, completely dissipating.

At the same time, above everyone's heads, there was an eerie voice,

"Useless waste, dare to betray me!"

Ye Qiuyang looked up and saw an old woman standing on the wall of the temple at this time.

The old woman had gray hair, wore a black robe, and had a string of thick Buddha beads around her neck, and her eyes were fierce, like a poisonous snake.

Ye Qiuyang pouted, if he didn't guess wrong, this old woman should be the owner of the female ghost just now, and when she saw that the female ghost was going to betray herself, she killed her.

He was about to make a move, first beat the old woman down and then talk, Li Jiajia followed an old monk and appeared in the field of vision without hurrying.

The old monk looked at the old woman standing on the wall, and his pupils shrank sharply,

"It's you!"

"Could it be that the recent events in the temple were all planned by you?"

The old woman sneered, without quibbling, and said frankly,

"That's right, it's me who is conniving on ghosts and harming people, just to make your bald donkey show up!"

She gritted her teeth and said,

"After so many years, I didn't expect you to hide in this place and survive!"

"Bitter bamboo bald donkey, today, we should settle the account!"

The old monk, who was called the bitter bamboo, sighed,

"Amitabha, Senior Sister Qingzhu, what happened back then, Lao Qu admitted that he was wrong, but nearly forty years have passed, as a member of the Buddhist sect, haven't you let go of it?"

When the old woman heard this, she waved her sleeves and scolded,

"Bald donkey, don't say these fake words to bluff me!"

"Forty years ago, from the moment you exposed me to Master, I was no longer a bullshit Buddhist!"

Li Jiajia, who was standing beside Kuzhu, took a step forward and said loudly,

"You old woman, my master is urging you to be kind, why don't you listen, but instead use foul language!"

The old woman Qingzhu looked at Li Jiajia and was stunned for a moment, and said,

"Bald donkey, this little girl should be your apprentice, right?"

"That's right, I'll use her to cut her today!"

After she finished speaking, her figure jumped, jumped down from the wall, and rushed straight to Li Jiajia!

The old monk Kuzhu shook his head,

"Senior sister, it seems that you are still obsessed after all!"

He recited a scripture in his mouth, and with a flick of his wrist, he shot out a golden light that knocked Qingzhu back several meters.

Immediately after, he didn't give any respite, chased up, and slapped it with another palm!

"Ahh

The old woman screamed and fell backwards to the ground.

I saw that after she fell to the ground, she turned into a paper person!

The old monk Kuzhu frowned, and just as he was wondering, Li Jiajia reminded,

"Master, be careful!"

As soon as her voice fell, the old woman just now reappeared behind Kuzhu!

Kuzhu hurriedly turned around, but it was too late to take the call.

The old woman threw out three silver needles in her hand and stabbed him in the chest.

Kuzhu snorted, clutched his chest and retreated repeatedly, a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

The old woman said proudly, "Bald donkey, you are still so careless!" ”

As she spoke, she rushed forward and attacked like a storm.

After being hit by the hidden weapon, the bitter bamboo was obviously unable to resist, and he retreated one after another, and his face turned pale.

Li Jiajia was so anxious that she stomped her feet and wanted to go up to help, but she knew that she was not the opponent of this old woman, and if she messed up, she would only cause chaos to the master.

Not to mention the rest of the monks, they all have more than enough heart but not enough strength.

They neither practice martial arts nor the Fa, and on weekdays they just chant sutras and recite Buddha, clean monasteries, and really can't help much.

In desperation, Li Jiajia had no choice but to set his sights on Ye Qiuyang,

"Donor, aren't you a Taoist priest, the Buddha Taoist family, you can help my master!"

Ye Qiuyang smiled bitterly, there is no need for this little girl to say, he is also going to do it.

Not for anything else, just because the female ghost under this old woman just wanted to sneak attack him and the fat man.

For that alone, he must take revenge.

Ye Qiuyang stepped forward with an arrow, pushed the old monk's bitter bamboo away, and then slapped the old woman.

Seeing that he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, the old woman couldn't help but look down on him in her heart, but she didn't dodge, raised her arm, and took the call head-on.

But the moment the two palms collided together, she felt a strong spiritual power rushing straight in, her arm was numb, and the whole person shot out upside down.

After finally gaining a foothold, the old woman's face was full of shock,

"This cultivation, to say the least, there must be a heavenly master.....

"Damn!"

She recited a spell, took a purple purse from her waist, released a demon with fangs and claws, and pounced.

This is just the lowest level of evil ghosts, Ye Qiuyang didn't consume any power at all, and he was scattered with a light palm.

But after delaying this second, the old woman had already fled over the wall and disappeared, leaving only one sentence,

"Old bald donkey, I didn't expect you to invite such a helper, then I'll settle the account another day!"

Ye Qiuyang scolded, "Dead old woman, she runs quite fast!" ”

Chen Fatzi also said, "That's it, I haven't made a move yet!" ”

Li Jiajia saw that the old woman had been driven away, so she hurriedly ran to Kuzhu's side and asked anxiously,

"Master, it doesn't matter to you, right?"

Even though the old monk's face was bloodless, he still shook his head,

"Don't worry, Master is fine."

He held his breath and pulled out the silver needles on his chest one by one.

After doing this, he raised his voice and said to the disciples,

"Alright, let's all go back and rest, there shouldn't be any more danger tonight."

Soon, the monks dispersed one after another, and Li Jiajia also left extremely reluctantly.

After everyone left, Kuzhu slowly walked in front of Ye Qiuyang and said,

"Donor, the old man is here to thank you for your help just now!"

Ye Qiuyang pursed his lips, "It was the dead old woman who provoked me first, you don't have to thank me." ”

After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and go back to his room, but was stopped.

"Wait!"

Kuzhu said, "Donor, the old man still has something to ask for. ”

Ye Qiuyang stopped and asked, "What's the matter, tell me quickly." ”

After holding his chest and coughing twice, Kuzhu said,

"Donor, the person just now has a stubborn personality, he didn't succeed today, and he will definitely come back tomorrow."

"The old man was accidentally injured again, and I'm afraid he will no longer be an opponent."

"So, I want you to stay and help."

(End of chapter)