Chapter 51: The Sword of the Holy Spirit
Seeing that Song Yuan did not hesitate to break off the bank card with a deposit of more than 300,000 yuan, and threw it on the ground like garbage, no matter how good Li An's mentality was, how could he endure it, at this time, the blue tendons on his forehead were highlighted, his face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "Song Yuan, are you challenging my bottom line?" ”
After speaking, Li An took a deep look at him, turned around and whispered a few words in Da Biao's ear, Da Biao nodded again and again, got into the car and drove out quickly.
Looking back at the few female ghosts who pounced like angry madmen, Song Yuan shook his head, looked at Song Yuan with pity, and said, "For a person like you who is about to die, where is the bottom line?" I'm too lazy to waste my tongue with you. ”
"Oh?" , Li An touched his chin thoughtfully, calmly took out a cigarette, continued to light it, spit out a few smoke rings, and sighed faintly: "My life is up to me, not to the sky!" ”
Song Yuan smiled and shook his head.
Huzi made a motion to wipe his neck at Song Yuan, and also lit a cigarette and smoked it.
"Ahem!"
Suddenly, Li An pinched his neck with one hand, opened his mouth wide, breathless, and his face was painful, as if a female ghost's fierce hands were choking his neck.
The other female ghosts then pounced on him and pressed him to the ground, mercilessly using all kinds of moves to beckon him.
Huzi could only see Li An lying on the ground, convulsing all over his body as if he was enchanted, and let out a strange scream.
Frightened, he hurriedly threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, picked up Li An's head, pressed his chest, and shouted, "Boss, boss, what's wrong with you?" ”
"I ...... Hurt...... Ghosts! ”
But Li An, who was constantly tortured by the whole seven female ghosts, couldn't say a complete sentence at all, and looked at Huzi with extreme horror in his eyes.
Looking at Li An's miserable appearance, Song Yuan's heart instantly balanced a lot, and he smiled crookedly: "Don't shout, I said it a long time ago, he is a dying man, your master is dying, I think you are also fast!" ”
Huzi gritted his teeth and glanced at Song Yuan, quickly took out his mobile phone, and dialed the 120 emergency number, "Hey, ......"
Before the words were spoken, a red-eyed female ghost instantly grabbed his neck and smashed the phone in half with a "snap".
They want Ang Li's life, and they will definitely not let Huzi call 120.
After smashing the phone, the female ghost continued to pounce on Ang Lee's body, wantonly venting the anger in her heart.
At this time, Li An's screams became weaker and weaker, his eyes were bloodshot, and the frequency of his body trembling was getting lower and lower, and he would only shake after a few seconds, looking like he was dying, as if he couldn't get up in one breath in the next second, and he was about to go.
Zhong Lixiu looked at the miserable Ang Li with a calm face, and there was no turmoil in his heart.
Although this is equivalent to indirectly harming a human life, he firmly believes that he is doing the right thing, and a scumbag like Ang Lee does not deserve the slightest pity from him.
Sun Xiaokong's face showed a little compassion, he slowly closed his eyes, and did not look at it, but he was by no means sorry for Li An, but it was a bit like the true feelings of a monk who was dedicated to the Buddha when he saw the suffering of the world......
Huzi jumped up from the ground with a swish, looked at the mobile phone that was smashed in half on the ground, and the half-dead Li An, looked around, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, he couldn't care about it, turned around and ran out of the door.
"Don't run away, I'll give you a trick and let you see this wonderful live broadcast, which will definitely make your life unforgettable!" , Song Yuan smiled weirdly.
He didn't panic at all, even if Ang Lee died at his doorstep now, he had dozens of ways to get rid of the relationship.
"Stop!"
At this moment, there was a sudden loud shout, and when the female ghosts heard this sound, they involuntarily stopped, raised their heads, and looked at Da Biao and a tall and thin Taoist priest who walked in from outside the door.
"Boss!" Seeing Li An's half-dead appearance, Da Biao was suddenly startled and hurriedly ran over, the latter had already fainted, and his snort was already undetectable.
"Division...... Brother? ”
Looking at this tall and thin Taoist priest, Song Yuan shouted in a daze, he didn't expect Li An to invite his senior brother Song Changfeng to come.
Although they are both disciples of Maoshan, Song Changfeng's Taoism is much more exquisite than him, and Song Changfeng rarely goes down the mountain, so Song Yuan can't help but be surprised.
Song Changfeng glanced lightly at Song Yuan, who was in tattered clothes and had a blue nose and swollen face, then looked away, looked at a few female ghosts, and shouted: "You ghosts are so bold, you dare to commit murder and harm people here?" ”
The female ghosts were obviously a little afraid of Song Changfeng, and they were all stunned, not knowing how to answer.
Zhong Lixiu stepped forward and said lightly, "I asked them to do this." ”
Song Changfeng looked at Zhong Lixiu, and said with righteousness and awe: "As a ghost, you don't take these ghosts to the underworld, but let them harm people, what is your intention?" ”
"We begged the ghost to send the lord, and he agreed to come down in order to get us revenge." , one of the female ghosts plucked up her courage and said.
"That's right, Ghost Cha-sama is here to prevent us from going down to the underworld with a deep hatred."
"That's right!"
Several other female ghosts responded one after another.
Song Changfeng glanced at a few female ghosts lightly, looked at Zhong Lixiu, and said, "Even if they have great hatred, they should be served by the laws of the yang world, and besides, there are still us Daomen disciples, don't you think you have disturbed the order of yin and yang by doing this?" ”
Zhong Lixiu walked closer and said lightly: "These female ghosts have been suffering misfortune for two years at the earliest, not to mention whether they can take revenge, they can't even go to the underworld, so they were locked up by Song Yuan, is this to bring justice to them?" ”
Song Changfeng squinted at Song Yuan, who pretended to have a headache and squatted on the ground, holding his head in both hands, and wailing quietly.
"Even if the junior brother is confused and makes a mistake, I will use the door rules to clean him up, I don't know who beat him like this? Are you deceiving me that there is no one in Maoshan? Song Changfeng said coldly.
In his opinion, no matter how bad Song Yuan is, he will never be beaten like this by these ordinary lonely souls and wild ghosts, it must be Zhong Lixiu's doing.
"We hit it!"
"It's us, this stinky Taoist priest has locked us up for so long, shouldn't we beat him?"
"And me!"
The female ghosts all stood up one after another, straightening their waists, perhaps Zhong Lixiu's calmness made them not so afraid.
Zhong Lixiu said, "Why did you come here?" Did you find out about your brother's behavior and come to clean him up? Or was it at someone's behest? ”
Song Changfeng said lightly: "Of course I noticed that there were ghosts here, so I rushed to take them in." ”
Da Biao turned his head and glanced at Song Changfeng, silent, he knew very well the collusions between Li An and Song Changfeng, if Song Yuan didn't suddenly want to 'cooperate', he would not have been instructed by Li An to take Song Changfeng over.
Song Changfeng, who knew that he was at a loss, didn't want to say anything, took out a money sword, looked at Zhong Lixiu, and said in a deep voice: "You instigated these female ghosts to hurt my Maoshan disciples, should you give an explanation?" ”
"Say?" , Zhong Lixiu shrugged his shoulders and said, "Whatever you want, you can ask for it yourself." ”
"Okay, then let me see how many pounds and taels you have!"
Song Changfeng didn't rush up directly, he had always been cautious, he always felt that Zhong Lixiu was always calm, and did not show the slightest flustery, which was not the kind of heart that a teenager of his age should have.
"If he doesn't have some real skills, he will pretend to be forcible and you will know if you try it."
These thoughts flashed in his heart, Song Changfeng took out a piece of rune paper, held it above his head, and chanted a spell in his mouth, a faint golden light flashed on the rune paper, and it floated towards Zhong Lixiu at a very fast speed!
Seeing that the two were about to fight if they didn't agree, Sun Xiaokong hurriedly put the female ghosts into his soul bag and hid aside.