In the midst of laughter, Qiu Sanqi once again urged the paper talisman and pressed it towards the old ghost's head. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old ghost tried his best to cultivate and slammed into it.

With a bang, I didn't expect the old ghost to crash into the Maoshan Seal Talisman!

Qiu Sanqi was stunned, and hurriedly pointed out a trick to kill ghosts!

The ghost Taoist sneered slightly, hiding in Qiu Sanpeng's skill, and also pointed out from afar, and a ghost killing trick was clicked......

The ghost killing techniques of the two brothers combined, the power naturally multiplied. Especially the ghost Dao chief's fingers, the power is far better than that of Qiu Sanqi.

But the angle and timing of the ghost Dao's fingers are very ingenious, which is completely consistent with Qiu Sanqi.

At this moment, not only did Qiu Sanpoor not see that anyone was helping, but even the white-bearded old ghost didn't know.

The old ghost was killed in the ghost trick, and the ghost shadow floated out, and the whole body was violently shaken!

"Still want to escape?" The three poor Dao elders chased after him with his sword, and wondered in his heart, why did his ghost killing trick suddenly become so powerful?

Thinking about it, Qiu Sanqian thought to himself, probably this is the manifestation of the ancestor and secretly helping himself, otherwise, why did he become so powerful?

The old ghost used all his remaining strength to flee down the mountain.

He planned to flee back to Xuebuji, take people hostage, and resist stubbornly. In the area of Xue Buji, the old ghost is the most familiar, and only when he gets there, can he have a glimmer of hope.

But at this time, the old ghost has been seriously injured, and it is no longer as easy as before.

The situation changed, and the three poor road chiefs chased after him with a grin, treating the old ghost as a plaything.

The three poor Taoist chiefs could see that the old ghost was already at the end of the crossbow, and even if he fled into the crowd, he would be captured.

Moreover, just now in Su Fengshou's house, the three poor Dao Chiefs were a little embarrassed.

Now the old ghost is running back, which is in line with the mind of the three poor road chiefs. Because he chased him to the Su family, and then captured the old ghost in front of Su Fengshou, he came back with the face of the head of Maoshan Mountain.

The three poor Taoist chiefs were not calm enough at that time, and in later words, they also wanted to save face and pretend to be forced.

In fact, letting the old ghost return to Xue Buji is also the meaning of the ghost chief. If you want to enhance the prestige of the Three Poor Dao Chiefs, you can only let the Three Poor Dao Elders show their prestige in front of them.

Therefore, when the old ghost broke through Maoshan and printed the big talisman just now, the ghost Taoist did not make a move.

Now that the old ghost is seriously injured, Qiu Sanqiao is able to win with ease, and the ghost Taoist is also relieved. support, and you can count yourself as a complete merit.

But the ghost path chief didn't dare to leave, and still followed secretly.

Qiu Sanqi chased the old ghost and returned to Xue Buji.

The rest is easy.

The old ghost crawled to Su Fengshou's house and wanted to kidnap Su Fengshou.

But the ghost chief's fingers couldn't help but point out, forcing the old ghost into Old Lady Su's room.

The old ghost knew that he would not be spared, so he simply stopped running away and was at his mercy.

The three poor Taoist chiefs sat on the Taishi's chair and interrogated the old ghost majestically. Many people in Xue Buji came to watch, and it was a sensation.

The ghost Dao Chang successfully retreated, and in a place where no one was, he bowed a few times to the Maoshan Xuyun Temple, and then floated away with the old ghost Song Youfu.

"Dao Chief, where are we going now?" The old ghost Song Youfu asked.

"Let's go shopping casually first, catch a few old ghosts, and send them to the underworld to make errands." The Ghost Daoist said.

"But where can I go to find the old ghost?" Song Youfu asked again.

"There are a lot of old ghosts, there are everywhere, whoever meets me, even if he is unlucky." The ghost Taoist laughed and said, "Since I'm back, I want to take a look at the famous mountains and rivers in various places and see those prosperous cities." Let's go from south to north, let's see as we go. ”

When the Ghost Dao Chief used to be in his homeland, he was in the midst of war and didn't have the opportunity to play around. Now that Guotai Min'an is safe, it is a good time to play.

"Dao Chief, I don't think you're concentrating on playing, are you?" Song Youfu said.

"That's right, I'm going to find out where those jars are. Now I know that those ten jars are widely distributed, almost enclosing the entire Huaxia Continent. Find the hiding place of the other nine jars and we can go back......"

"How long will this take?"

"Maybe soon, maybe slowly." The Ghost Daoist said.

These ten altars constitute the Ten Killing Array, and what they guard is where the gate of heaven is.

After the ghost path chief has determined the location of the altar, he will be able to find the location of the heavenly gate, and then he will have the opportunity to step into the heavenly realm......

It was precisely because of the existence of this Heavenly Gate that the Ghost Dao Chief gave up the crystal skull's plan to forcibly open the Heavenly Gate.

At first, the ghost chief thought that the ten jars were in the Hong Kong government, but after repeated calculations, he found that he was wrong, and the vastness of this layout far exceeded his imagination.

Therefore, the Taoist returned to the mainland, one to investigate the Feng Shui Bureau in the Mu Basin, and the other to investigate the other nine altars.

Of course, there are also places to visit the mountains and rivers by the way to comfort the feeling of homesickness.

With Song Youfu, the ghost road chief turned north.

Two days later, the Ghost Dao Chief appeared on a sharp island near the sea in the land of Qilu.

The place name Jianshan Island, like the tip of a dagger, is obliquely inserted into the sea.

At that time, it was still a rural area, and the inhabitants were fishermen who had been fishing for generations.

"Dao Chief, are there ghosts here?" Song Youfu asked.

The ghost leader smiled and said, "I'm going to rent a fishing boat and be a fisherman......

In the fishing village by the sea, there are some families who sell fishing boats.

The Taoist wandered for a day or two, bought a newer fishing boat, drove the boat, and swayed on the sea.

The fishermen here go out to sea in groups and cooperate with each other.

It stands to reason that the Taoist chief slips alone, where can he catch fish?

But the evil sect, every time the Taoist goes to sea, he can go around casually, and he can return with a full load.

The fish that were brought back were sold by the Taoist at the seaside, and the price was much cheaper. provoked the other fishermen, angry and red-eyed.

Three or five days later, the Taoist became famous here. Almost everyone knows that there is an old man named Lin Baiyun, who has a secret weapon for fishing and can fill his warehouse every day.

In this way, the Taoist chief fishes during the day and sleeps on the fishing boat at night, and his life is very leisurely.

Finally, a fisherman couldn't help it, secretly approached the Taoist chief, and asked the chief: "Old man, why are you fishing alone at your age, more than us?" ”

The ghost Taoist smiled, straightened his beard and asked, "Have you seen Journey to the West?" ”

"I've seen it......" The questioner was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Do you remember that there is a divine calculator Mr. Yuan in it, who helps an old fishing man tell his fortune and tell him where to cast nets to fish every day?"

"Remember!" The questioner nodded.

The ghost chief grinned and said, "That fortune teller gave me a dream every night and told me where to fish." With the guidance of a fortune teller, I can fill my warehouse every day. ”

The questioner was skeptical, surprised and delighted, and said, "Old man, can you let the fortune teller give me a dream?" ”

(To be continued.) )