||->-> Chapter 677 of the main text is broken and the beam is destroyed

Gan Yexing raised his head to the sky and sighed.

The matter has come to this, what can the husband say?

complained only about his bad luck, and met Ding Ermiao, a nosy Maoshan disciple, which led to the destruction of his Yin House, and finally he had to be sent to the Hades for trial!

"Gan Yexing, Gan Ziniu, Gan's ancestral hall used the method of life sacrifice to mutilate people's lives, today, I want to surpass those undead. When the undead regain their memories, the ancestral hall will collapse. ”

Ding Ermiao sneered and said, "I asked you to come and see it, just to let you know that heaven shows the truth that good and evil are rewarded!" ”

Gan Ziniu still held on to his illusions, looked at Ding Ermiao and said: "**Master, as long as you let go of the Gan family ancestral hall and my ancestor, I am willing to give all the family property!" What do you think? ”

Uh......, when it came to family property, Ding Ermiao remembered one thing, so he asked Gan Yexing: "Old ghost, I guess you buried a lot of treasures in the ground before you died, right?" Where to put it, talk about it. ”

Gan Yexing turned his head and said nothing*Wan ≡ book*≠ Xiao*.

Unexpectedly, a gust of wind moved, and Gu Zixuan had already lost his trace.

The crowd was stunned, and they didn't know what the guy was doing.

"He went to scrape the ground and search for the treasure of the old ghost." Nanmen said with a smile.

I see, Ding Ermiao nodded.

It didn't take much effort, the figure flashed, and Gu Zixuan appeared out of nowhere, holding a sandalwood box in his hand, and said with a smile: "Found it, found it, buried five feet under the flagpole." ”

"That's it?" Ding Ermiao was a little disappointed. Look at that box, it's only the size of a wine box, how many things can it hold?

When I opened it, there were not many, just a dozen gold bars, each of which weighed about two taels. Looking at the posture, it should have been a lot, but after more than a hundred years of use and consumption, there is only such a little left.

"Phew, what Maoshan disciple? It turns out that he is also a greedy and forgetful thing! Gan Yexing glared at Ding Ermiao and snorted fiercely.

Before Ding Ermiao could speak, the south gate rushed up unharmed, and an ear scraper slapped Gan Yexing's grimace: "Mother, you dare to scold my brother Ermiao?" Look for death! ”

Ding Ermiao laughed, handed over the gold bars to Ji Xiaoxiao, and then opened the altar, flew out of the five-element flag, and flew around the stone pillars under the front eaves, forcing out the seven little ghosts holding the pillars.

Then Ding Ermiao used the ghost suppression charm to collect the seven little ghosts one by one, and then used the five-element flag to force out the big ghost riding Liang.

All the eight ghosts that were used for the sacrifice were arrested, and Ding Ermiao recited the mantra to make them slowly sober up, and then pointed to Gan Yexing and said to them:

"The one who killed you is this fellow. I will send your souls back to the underworld later, you must remember that there is a debtor and a master, and when the Yama Palace is right, you only need to sue this old ghost Gan. ”

"But our bones are still crushed under the stone pillars, what should we do?" The Seven Little Imps asked on a chatter.

Ding Ermiao waved his hand and said, "After the underworld is right, you will be reincarnated as a human being, what else do you need for those rotten backbones?" Now that the world is peaceful and prosperous, you can be reincarnated immediately, and you can just enjoy the prosperity, so don't hesitate. ”

The big ghost rode forward, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said: "**Teacher, our soul has been detained here, and it has been muddy for more than a hundred years, how can this grievance come out?" ”

"Heavenly Dao cycle, retribution is not happy." 丁二苗 says:

"The ancestral hall has been preserved for more than 100 years because of your sacrifices. Now I allow you to break the pillars and destroy the beams, demolish the ancestral hall, and show the resentment in your heart! ”

"Thank you, ** teacher!" The big ghost riding the beam and the seven little ghosts holding the pillar cheered together.

On the other hand, Ganzi Niu on the side had a face like ashes, and his eyes were empty.

"Wait, wait for me to light the fire and attract the people of the Gan family, and then you will do it." Ding Ermiao waved his hand to stop the impatient Seven Little Ghosts who were holding the pillar.

Gu Zixuan and the South Gate here were unharmed, each casting their own magic powers, rolling up a pile of dead branches and grass, and piling them on the school playground. Then Gu Qinglan poured a little gasoline prepared in advance on it, lit a fire, and suddenly the fire burst into the sky.

"Gan Ancestral Hall Elementary School is on fire——!

Huang Kejun shouted vigorously on the school's loudspeaker.

It didn't take much effort, the lights of the villages on all sides shook, and the people of the Gan family rushed over in a hurry.

When these villagers rushed to the school, Gu Zixuan pointed to the ground, took Ding Ermiao and others, and all retreated to a dirt mountain bag on the east side of the school.

Huang Kejun and Luo Yufeng were also taken away, and the only ones who remained at the scene were Gan Ziniu, the big ghost riding Liang, and the seven little ghosts holding the pillar.

Why are there eight ghosts here? Let Gan Ziniu explain it to his people.

Tushanbao and the school are just separated by a wall, and Ding Ermiao and others condescendingly inspect the situation in the school.

The villagers rushed into the school and gasped when they saw the scene in front of them. - Gan Ziniu was demented and didn't say a word, while the eight ghosts, big and small, were scurrying around, laughing.

Soon, the seven little ghosts holding the pillar and the big ghost riding the beam each made their own moves, shaking the stone pillar and destroying the beam, and they were very happy.

Those stone pillars, under the combined force of the seven little ghosts, were pushed one after another, and the ground was dusty; The beams in the aisle are also crumbling, and they are about to fall off.

"Don't destroy my ancestral hall!" Caught off guard, Gan Ziniu roared and rushed to the aisle.

It was also at this time that the girder fell and smashed on Gan Ziniu's head!

"Principal Gan......!"

"Ganzi Cow!"

The villagers screamed.

But in the shouting, the entire ancestral hall collapsed with a shocking momentum, and the dust rose several feet high.

"Principal Gan ......, beaten to death?" Huang Kejun stood on the dirt mountain bag, looked at the situation of the school from afar, and said tremblingly.

"It should be dead, such a heavy beam smashed down, no one can stand it." Ding Ermiao didn't care, and said:

"Gan Ziniu's ambition is not small, he hopes that after he dies, he can also use the ancestral hall as his own yin house, after he dies, his soul will not die, continue to enjoy, and then cultivate into a ghost immortal. Hey, three inches of gas are used in a thousand ways, once you die, everything will be over. It's good to be dead, it's good to be dead, it's a hundred! ”

Ji Xiaoxiao also snorted and said:

"It seems to be cheaper for this ganzi cow. He died like this, there must be a lot of honors behind him, the family said that he died bravely for the ancestral hall, and the relevant departments will say that he sacrificed his life for the glory of the school. In short, another model that is about to be born. ”

Ding Ermiao was stunned, he didn't expect this.

However, Gan Ziniu is dead, which is good for Huang Kejun and Luo Yufeng, or Gan Ziniu will bite back, Huang Kejun and Luo Yufeng will be a little troubled.

The general trend has been decided, Ding Ermiao waved his hand and recalled the seven little ghosts who hugged the pillar and the big ghost who rode the beam.

Huang Kejun and Luo Yufeng pretended to run into the school, and together with everyone, they took the ganzi beef out of the ruins. Needless to say, Gan Ziniu has completely lost his breath and has been smashed beyond recognition.

Gu Zixuan pointed to the ground, took Ding Ermiao and the others away, and returned to his own land temple.

That night, Ding Ermiao was in front of Gu Zixuan's land temple, opened the altar, first beat the old ghost Gan Yexing to the underworld, and then sent the seven little ghosts and the big ghost riding Liang to the ghost gate one by one.

After everything was in order, everyone talked about wine until midnight, and then rested in the guest room.

When he woke up the next morning, Ding Ermiao opened his eyes and couldn't help but scold!