Ding Ermiao has already won the battle at the moment, but he still doesn't dare to be careless, so he will take advantage of the victory to chase after the victory, and kill the ghost in the palm of his hand. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ghost of the big ghost continued to shrink, and gradually, it turned into a black shadow the size of a palm.

"Haha, it's all the essence of the condensed!" Ding Ermiao laughed, took off his coat, took off his shirt inside, drew a ghost collection talisman with blood on his fingertips, and headed towards the big ghost cover.

The evil ghost had no power to fight back, and was captured by Ding Ermiao.

Ding Ermiao was so tired that he rolled up his shirt and threw it on the ground, sat on it himself, and never wanted to stand up again.

The black fog gradually dissipated, and the moonlight finally reappeared, and the village chief led everyone to grope for it, shouting: "Brother Ding, Brother Ding!" ”

"Here, don't call ......" Ding Ermiao waved his hand weakly and said, "The evil ghost has been taken in by me, it's okay." You tell me to rest for a while, for a while......"

"The ghost has been caught?" The village chief was overjoyed, squatted down, and looked at Ding Ermiao on the side.

Ding Ermiao rested for half an hour before he staggered to his feet and waved his hand: "Let's go, go back." I lost so much blood that I couldn't stand it. ”

The village chief hurriedly beckoned everyone to hold Ding Ermiao and walked back cautiously.

When he arrived at the village chief's house, Ding Ermiao drank a large glass of warm water and said, "Find a place for me to sleep, if you don't sleep, you will die!" ”

The village chief didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly led Ding Ermiao to his bedroom and let Ding Ermiao rest.

Ding Ermiao fell on the bed, recalling the situation of the big battle against the evil ghosts, and he was still in a fog - at that time, he was obviously no longer good, why did he suddenly have Shenwei again, and seriously injured the evil ghost all of a sudden?

Thinking about it, Ding Ermiao couldn't figure it out, but muttered in his heart, could this be the blessing of the ancestor of Maoshan? If it weren't for the blessing of the ancestors, why did he suddenly turn defeat into victory in the end?

Thinking wildly, sleepiness and tiredness attacked, Ding Ermiao finally closed his eyes.

……

This night, Ding Ermiao slept until ten o'clock in the morning of the next day.

The village chief had already prepared good wine and food, and shouted cautiously for half an hour before waking Ding Ermiao up.

Ding Ermiao slept for so long, his face was still a little pale, and after washing, he sat down on the table and started eating without saying a word.

However, I bit the tip of my tongue too many times last night, and now eating is very hindering, and it hurts!

Half-full, Ding Ermiao paused and asked, "How are your bags at home now?" ”

"Hehe, it's really strange to say, those dirt bags have slowly retracted again, and now they are basically level with the ground." The village chief said.

Ding Ermiao nodded and continued to eat.

After the meal, Ding Ermiao sat in front of the village chief's house basking in the sun, still thinking about two questions in his heart: First, who is the person who called him to catch ghosts? Second, why did you turn defeat into victory last night?

Ding Ermiao guessed countless possibilities, but was rejected by himself. Thinking about it, Ding Ermiao didn't expect that all this was done by the master!

Originally, Ding Ermiao could go back this afternoon, but tomorrow is the day of the Yushanzhai market, so Ding Ermiao plans to stay and play for a day.

Anyway, the master is not on the mountain, and he is completely liberated.

In addition, he was too tired to hunt ghosts last night, and Ding Ermiao felt that he had a reason to take a break.

The village chief is hospitable, so he naturally doesn't mind how long Ding Ermiao stays here.

Another night passed, and the next morning, the village chief personally accompanied Ding Ermiao to the market.

The market in Yushanzhai is very large, and the villagers in the vicinity of dozens of miles are all rushing to buy things here.

At seven or eight o'clock in the morning, the streets in the stockade were already crowded.

Ding Ermiao was strolling around and watching the beauties at the same time, and he was very happy. After going back and forth on the street a few times, Ding Ermiao was still spinning.

"Brother Ding, do you want to buy anything?" The village chief turned his leg sore and couldn't help but ask.

"Oooh...... I want to buy a TV, but I don't have enough money. Damn, the person who called me to hunt ghosts the day before yesterday can't be found again, otherwise, I have to ask him for a thousand children and eight hundred, to catch ghosts in your village, and I almost didn't put my own life into it. Ding Ermiao said complainingly.

This time, Ding Ermiao brought two hundred yuan over, and it was naturally not enough to buy a TV, only enough to buy some gifts for Hongyu.

The village chief shrugged his shoulders and said that there was nothing he could do. Because Ding Ermiao was still a little younger, the village chief didn't dare to lend him money.

After walking back and forth on the street, Ding Ermiao finally chose a gift for Hongyu, a bottle of perfume and a bottle of shampoo.

The village chief also breathed a sigh of relief, and took Ding Ermiao to the restaurant for dinner, planning to send Ding Ermiao back after the meal.

But halfway through the meal, the discussion at the next table attracted Ding Ermiao's attention.

There were four people at the next table, all of whom were in groups to have a drink in the restaurant at noon.

One of them, who was in the big throat, said, "If you want me to say, the school is not done by people, that place is haunted!" Wait and see, there will be more deaths in the days to come. ”

"Yes, it's a pity that the girl, a city person, came all the way to teach, but she died like this, alas." The other sighed.

"It's also a little miserable, her parents, I'm afraid they're going to cry to death." One person said.

Is there a ghost harming people? Ding Ermiao was taken aback, and hurriedly turned his head and asked, "Big brothers, what are you talking about?" Is Haunted Dead? ”

The big throat tube drank a lot of wine, glared at Ding Ermiao, and asked, "Who do you call big brother?" We're all forty years old, how old are you? ”

The village chief hurriedly smiled, took out a cigarette and sent it around, and said, "I am Wang Damei, the head of Hetangwang Village, brothers, which village are you from?" This little brother is young, but he is the apprentice of the three poor Daoists of Qiyunguan, a disciple of Maoshan Mountain, and he is an absolute good at catching ghosts! ”

"The apprentice of the three poor Dao Chiefs?" The big throat froze for a moment and said, "Coincidentally, in our village, there was still someone discussing in the morning, and I wanted to invite the three poor Taoist chiefs to take a look, but I didn't expect to meet his apprentice." By the way, young man, what about your master? ”

"Master has wandered away, and now I am in charge of Qiyunguan. I came here to catch ghosts in Hetangwang Village, and I just cleaned up an evil ghost over there. Ding Ermiao rolled his eyes lazily and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

Big Throat and the others glanced at each other and said, "In our Weitianzhuang Village Primary School, there is a female teacher who died, and she is a college student from other places. The girl died a miserable death, she was originally a thin person, but after she died, her whole body was swollen, and her arms were thicker than a man's thighs. The seven orifices bleed, which was very scary. ”

The village chief was also surprised and asked, "Did the police come, how do you say it?" ”

"I didn't say much, I just got the body away." Said the big throat.

(To be continued.) )