As soon as Cheng Huilan said this, a red ghost aura wrapped around the half-brained man's neck like a vine, and in an instant, he was dragged from mid-air to the door of the old house.

But the half-brained man was not a fuel-efficient lamp, the black gas on his body skyrocketed, and he grabbed the red vines around his neck with both hands, constantly struggling.

When the two of them made such a fuss, the breath on their bodies kept colliding, and the old house began to creak, and a large amount of dust fell, and the people in the house were all about to suffer.

Seeing this, Zhang Fanyang immediately ran to the old house, shouting as he ran: "Sister Huilan! Don't hurt anyone in the house! ”

Originally, the half-brained man was nourished by the evil qi in the ghost fog, and the ghost qi was greater than that of ordinary resentful spirits, and as soon as Cheng Huilan had scruples, he suddenly had a chance to fight back.

He screamed and burst the vines that were wrapping around him, and his body slammed into the direction of the old house. The wooden beams groaned and looked like they were about to collapse.

"I'm rubbing! Sister Huilan, you two hold on! I'll save you after I'm done cleaning up this old bastard! ”

Zhang Fanyang roared and flew onto the roof, for fear that the talisman paper would hurt Cheng Huilan and the others, so he could only use the magic weapon in his hand to resist the attack of the half-brained man.

The half-brained man also saw their concerns, laughed wildly and kept changing positions and rushing into the house, leaving Zhang Fanyang at a loss.

After a few rounds, Zhang Fanyang simply withdrew his hand, stood in the middle of the roof and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, the half-brained man laughed out loud and said arrogantly: "What a bullshit master, it's nothing more than that!" Lao Tzu will kill you, and then suck the souls of this room of people! When the time comes, even that shitty mountain spirit will have to kneel down and lick my shoes! ”

After saying that, he turned into black smoke again, and teleported to the front of the house in the next second, intending to hit it with all his might.

At this moment, Zhang Fanyang opened his eyes suddenly, and the demon slaying pestle in his hand flew out with a golden light, hitting the top of the black smoke, passing through the only remaining half of the half-brained man's face, and firmly pinning him to the ground.

The half-brained man didn't even scream at this time, and began to fall apart from the position of the demon pestle, turning into powder and floating in the air.

"Phew! Make you poor! ”

Zhang Fanyang spat fiercely, flew down from the roof, and was busy saving people without even looking at the half-brained man.

At this time, Zhang Fanyang had to admire Cheng Huilan's ability, and said in his heart, Is this the whole village gathered in this old house? Fifty or sixty people were crammed into a small hall, and he almost vomited blood.

It was easy to carry the last villager out of the old house, and in the next second, Cheng Huilan and the others could no longer support it, and the old house collapsed.

By the time the smoke and dust cleared, Zhang Fanyang had already expelled the ghost qi that invaded the body for the villagers. Except for Tian Tian, who was possessed by Cheng Huilan, who was still in a coma, most of the people began to wake up faintly.

When everyone woke up, they were all dazed, and they only remembered that they heard a stranger breaking in the direction of the old house, and everyone ran out to help, and they all fell asleep on the ground in a blink of an eye.

If it weren't for the fact that there were still Tiantian, Chubby and two strange men lying on the ground, they would have thought that they were sleepwalking collectively.

"Village Chief, what the hell is wrong with us?"

Everyone asked around the village chief, and Village Chief Liu took two puffs of cigarette, pointed to most of the collapsed old houses and said, "This old house is in disrepair, and the miasma inside is too heavy.

was troubled by these outsiders, and the old house couldn't bear to toss and fall, and the miasma stirred up made everyone stunned. Thanks to this little brother Zhang who carried us out one by one, everyone can be saved! ”

Zhang Fanyang stood at the back of the crowd with his mouth open, until he was carried into the village chief's house as a hero by the villagers and sat on the throne, and he didn't react from the village chief's righteous nonsense.

"Uh-huh!" Lao Li Tou saw that Zhang Fanyang had been in a fugue for too long, so he couldn't help coughing and spoke first, "I said Comrade Zhang Fanyang, the leader of the demolition team, can we tell me how you demolished the half of the old Liu family's house?" ”

"Uh......"

Zhang Fanyang's old face turned red when he said this, but after thinking about it, this house was not demolished by himself, and he instantly changed to an aggrieved expression.

Who knew that Lao Li Tou and Village Chief Liu saw his expression, and after the two glanced at each other, Lao Li Tou asked hesitantly: "Little Brother Zhang, are you ...... Is it a cramp in the face? ”

You're just cramping! You're all cramping! Zhang Fanyang thought indignantly in his heart.

After thinking about it, he wiped his face and began to tell a serious story about this trip to find people.

Hearing that Liu Futian's soul had been found, Village Chief Liu suddenly stood up from his seat and said in a trembling voice: "Futian...... Fukuda he ......"

Zhang Fanyang nodded and continued: "Brother Futian was indeed killed back then, and his soul was trapped in that ghost fog by the mountain spirit for more than ten years and couldn't come out. But now I've got my soul back from the mountain spirit, and he's with Sister Huilan at this time.

The reunion of the two of them this time has made Sister Huilan's resentment a lot less, and her soul body has been temporarily stabilized. But it will take some effort to completely overtake them. ”

Seeing that Village Chief Liu was so excited that he couldn't speak, Lao Li Tou leaned over to Zhang Fanyang and whispered: "It's bothering you, little brother, if you need anything, just say it." But...... Can they let father and son meet each other first? ”

"You can't be in a hurry when you see each other, Brother Futian is still a ghost, and too much ghost will hurt your body. You wait a little longer, and I'll arrange for you to meet when their anger is gone. ”

Hearing this, Village Chief Liu wiped the tears on his face, sighed heavily and said, "Alas, my son died so unjustly, when will I be able to dissipate my grievances." ”

Zhang Fanyang showed a mysterious smile and said, "Village Chief, you can wait with confidence. In the past two days, Uncle Li has trouble going out of the mountain again to choose a new cemetery for your son and daughter-in-law, and I promise you that within half a month, you will be able to rebury them in peace. ”

Hearing this assurance, both Village Chief Liu and Lao Li Tou showed a reassuring smile, and wanted to ask if there was anything that needed their attention, but they didn't even respond to a few questions.

Looking more closely, I found that Zhang Fanyang was already unconscious, and his saliva had dropped to his chest.

Zhang Fanyang slept until the morning of the third day, climbed down the kang in a daze, and his stomach began to scream.

Lao Li Tou was entering the house with a box of steamed buns, and as soon as he lifted the door curtain, he saw a black shadow flash in front of him, only to flash and disappear for a second, and when he saw the situation in the house clearly, he felt funny and distressed.

I saw Zhang Fanyang squatting in the corner of the wall with a white steamed bun in one hand to start work, but he was so fast and anxious that he choked and rolled his eyes, and while constantly beating his chest, he refused to put down half of the steamed bun in his mouth.

Seeing that everyone was choking, Lao Li first went up and hugged Zhang Fanyang's waist and abdomen, and squeezed him hard a few times before he was fished back from the ghost gate.

But as soon as he came to his senses here, Zhang Fanyang squatted down again to pick up the steamed buns that fell on the ground.

Lao Li grabbed him and said, "Don't pick it up, I still have it, I'll give it to you." ”

Immediately afterwards, he was about to stuff a basket of steamed buns into him, but Zhang Fanyang pushed the steamed buns back with a smile.

"No need Uncle Li, this steamed bun can still be eaten. It's much better than the steamed buns I used to eat! As he spoke, he picked up the steamed buns on the ground, blew them and bit them hard, and changed the subject, "How long have I been asleep, is there any news?" ”

Hearing this, Lao Li quietly wiped his eyes, patted his thigh and said with a smile: "By the way, you hurry up and follow me, Lao Liu is now waiting to bow down to you, the Heavenly Master." ”

"Bow down? Celestial Master? ”

Seeing Zhang Fanyang's bewildered face, Lao Li Tou explained happily: "Yesterday, a few police officers from the criminal police team came, saying that the murderers of Futian suddenly rushed to the public security bureau to surrender the night before yesterday.

This time, I came to extract Lao Liu's DNA and go back to make a routine comparison, and inform him that the case can be closed within a week, and let us arrange for someone to go over and collect the bones.

Now Lao Liu is everywhere to promote your ability to subdue demons and subdue demons, but he doesn't know whether to call you a master or a Taoist, so in the end, he simply called you Zhang Tianshi, and sent you to nail a Buddhist shrine to make offerings.

”

Zhang Fanyang laughed evilly when he heard this, thinking of Liu Futian's gearing up when he and Liu Futian made a "revenge" plan before, he knew what kind of hospitality those who turned themselves in.

But after laughing, he suddenly remembered another thing: "By the way, Uncle Li, how are Tiantian and Chubby?" ”