I don't know what kind of evil method Mr. Qin is going to perform, Uncle Nine is so jealous, and immediately asked the little spear to admit it immediately.

Can be the character of the little spear, how could he admit defeat?

However, when I saw the expression of the little spear, I should also know the formation pattern that Mr. Qin drew on the ground, and his expression was also a little panicked.

"Don't be afraid, I just need to be faster than him, before he summons that thing!" The little sharpshooter gritted his teeth.

As soon as the words fell, the little spear pulled out the flower spear inserted in the ground and rushed towards Mr. Qin.

"Hey! Don't be tough! It's already too late! Uncle Nine stomped his feet in resentment.

I craned my neck and looked at the blood-red pattern, which looked like the shape of a cow, but the cow was one-legged, and it had three eyes, and its horns were crooked, and I didn't recognize what it was.

Xiao Xiyue and the old child next to me also don't recognize it, and the three of us went to ask Uncle Nine.

Uncle Nine wrinkled his brows and said that the thing was called a cow ghost.

The cow ghost itself is just an incomparably ordinary ghost pawn in the underworld.

But the duty of the bull ghost is to carry the unjust ghost king with extremely heavy luck and strong mana, and he will be punished in the eighteen layers of hell!

This Mr. Qin drew the soul detention formation of summoning the cow ghost, the purpose is to summon the cow ghost with him, and bring it with him, the unjust ghost king on the back of the cow ghost!

How difficult is that unjust ghost king to deal with? It's definitely not comparable to the group of lonely ghosts that the little spear scared away with the mourning stick before!

After a while, I'm afraid that if I invite the bull head and horse face, the black and white impermanence and even the upper body of the king of Yama, I won't be able to suppress it!

After listening to Uncle Jiu's explanation, Xiao Xiyue and I, as well as the old children, all gasped and felt the seriousness of the matter.

And the little spear had already rushed in front of Mr. Qin's formation, wanting to destroy the formation.

But the formation was a red flash, and the little spear immediately flew out.

At the same time, the stage square under the bright sun suddenly blew a cold and angry wind! made everyone present shudder!

On the ground, the blood formation drawn by Mr. Qin also slowly evaporated, rising with a blood-red mist.

The little sharpshooter who had just gotten up from the ground widened his eyes and looked at the red mist in front of him.

It's the first time I've seen it, and the face of the little spear really shows panic and fear, presumably he saw the unjust ghost king who was carried by the bull ghost in the red mist.

"Yikes! It's late! Young class master! Throw in the towel! Uncle Nine yelled at the stage.

At the same time, Mr. Qin also had an expression of victory, and sneered a few times, saying that the little spear knelt down and kowtowed to him three times now to beg for mercy, and he would spare the little spear's life.

At this time, Xiao Xiyue nervously grabbed my hand, and I felt that her palms were all beating hot sweat.

I never thought that the outcome of this battle would be like this, at the beginning, it was clear that the small spear had always had the advantage.

But Mr. Qin was too scheming, and successively summoned the Eight Waxes of Blood and the Toad Yin Master, disrupting the formation of the little spear, and finally summoned this bull ghost carrying the unjust ghost king, and won with one blow!

I sighed, it seems that the ginger is still old and spicy!

Right now, I don't have hope for the little spear, and I shouted at the little spear on the stage with Xiao Xiyue, let him put down his dignity, kneel down and kowtow and beg for mercy, no matter what, saving his life is the most important thing.

can be arrogant like a small spear, even if he is made to admit defeat, it is impossible, let alone make him kneel and kowtow!

The little spear stepped on the seven star steps and recited the lyrics again, seemingly wanting to fight to the end.

"The pendant has a long beard and an ugly beard, and the boots are wet.

"Kui Xing Dian Dou Zhen Zhaiqi.

"You don't need to be a little ghost, you have to help you when you are drunk.

"Purple Qi is coming from the east to descend the immortal!"

Mr. Qin snorted disdainfully from his nostrils.

"Humph! The kid surnamed Lu! Don't struggle, now that I have summoned this unjust ghost king, even if you invite the king of Yama to come up, you can't help it! ”

The little spear completely ignored Mr. Qin's words, the colorful opera clothes shook, turned red, and reached out to wipe his face, and the jade-white face on his face before turned into a red and black net angle face.

Seeing the little sharpshooter dressed like this, my head suddenly "boomed".

"Win." I say.

"Huh?" Xiao Xiyue, they all looked at me in surprise.

"You young class master is really a great character, so smart." I say.

At this time, Mr. Qin's face froze when he saw the god who invited the little spear to his body this time.

However, he still pretended to be calm and said, "What's the use of you inviting Master Zhong Kui to come?" King Yama couldn't suppress this unjust ghost king, and Master Zhong Kui was helpless. ”

"This Heavenly Master is not here to descend this unjust ghost king! It's here to descend on you! The little spear stretched out his hand and pointed at Mr. Qin.

Mr. Qin's face instantly turned pale.

"Rebel! I met Master Zu! Still talking wildly! Still not kneeling? The little spear scolded angrily in an extremely deep voice.

Mr. Qin's eyes showed unwillingness, but he still bent his knees and knelt down.

"The kid surnamed Lu, you're too much!" Mr. Qin gritted his teeth and said.

"Send away the unjust ghost king you summoned." Said the little sharpshooter.

Mr. Qin's expression was like eating, but he still obediently complied, pinched his fingers, recited the incantation, and sent away the red mist.

"Kowtow to this Heavenly Master again and admit defeat." Said the little sharpshooter.

In an instant, the green tendons on Mr. Qin's forehead almost broke through his scalp, and he yelled hysterically: "Your method is too inferior, it is completely tricky!" ”

The onlookers were still at a loss, and I was the only one who shook my head and laughed.

At this time, I noticed that there was another person who was also laughing.

It was Mr. Qin's mother, who directly threw away the dragon head crutch in her hand, clapped her hands, and laughed unscrupulously.

She smiled like this, not like an old woman, but like a little girl.

At the same time, the familiar feeling she gave me was even stronger.

At this time, Uncle Nine and the others also reacted, saying that the little spear was playing Master Zhong Kui at the moment was the ancestor of the corpse bearer.

Because the corpse bearer is a crooked way, it has always been intolerable by the Taoist rivers and lakes, so in order to gain fame, it is also an out-of-the-ordinary respect for the teacher, and the first criterion passed down from generation to generation is not to offend the ancestral master.

I was so nervous just now, Uncle Nine and they actually forgot about this stubble, and they were also amazed that their young class master was so clever, and at this last moment, they turned defeat into victory!

I looked at Mr. Qin kneeling there, and a little sympathy actually rose in my heart.

This unlucky bastard, because his grandfather, was so miserable twice in a row, when he first entered the village before, he was also put on a show by my sister, if I were Mr. Qin, I am afraid that I would be angry and leave the master.

The onlookers were still confused, not knowing what was going on, and Mr. Qin's wife walked to the stage, stretched out her hand to pull Mr. Qin, and said: "Okay, even if he plays Laipi, if he loses, he loses, but this fight is very happy for his mother." ”

Hearing this, Mr. Qin's originally decadent and depressed face instantly brightened, and he immediately said that his mother was happy, which was more important than anything else.

"Great filial son!" I thought to myself.

Mr. Qin's old lady walked up to the little spear, looked at him, and said, "What a handsome young man, I like you, I will definitely get you in the future and let you be my servant." ”

Hearing this, the little spear immediately showed extremely disgusting eyes, and said, "Old woman, don't talk nonsense, it's disrespectful to the old woman." ”

Mr. Qin's wife chuckled, turned around and helped Mr. Qin, and was about to walk off the stage.

"Hey! I haven't let you go yet! The little sharpshooter said.

Mr. Qin and his wife turned around.

"What? My son has already lost to you and admitted that he is the evil outsider, what do you want? Mr. Qin's wife asked.

"I just want him to explain clearly, since he is an evil demon and not a divine envoy, then what did he want to do just now by pretending to be a god on the altar and deceiving the villagers in this village?" Said the little sharpshooter.

Mr. Qin had a stiff face, still using his quibbles, saying that he was indeed a monk who cultivated the left path of the side door, but the pretending to be a ghost just now, just watching the people in the village panic and wanting to appease the big guys, he acted in a scene, which was completely a white lie.

These reasons were too far-fetched and ridiculous, and Xiao Shengun looked at the villagers in the audience and asked them if they believed Mr. Qin's explanation.

The villagers all looked at each other, did not nod or shake their heads.

After a while, the villagers took the lead and said that none of them believed it now, they had just seen that Xiao Shengun and Mr. Qin were by no means extraordinary, but both of them insisted on their own words, making the villagers believe in themselves, and aimed at the other, I am afraid that the two of them did not have too simple thoughts.

This is indeed the normal reaction of the villagers in our village, and I used to hope that after the little spear defeated Mr. Qin, they would be able to become enlightened, see Mr. Qin's true face, and drive Mr. Qin out of the village.

Now it seems that I was naïve.

However, our attack this time was not without gains, it could be regarded as uncovering Mr. Qin's hypocritical face, shaking his prestige in the village, and at least clearing the charge of being framed for the little spear.

"Actually, this is also very good, you really should not be superstitious about someone, but believe in yourself, use your own eyes to find the truth, and then make judgments and actions." Said the little sharpshooter.

After that, the little spear walked off the stage and left the stage square with us.

After returning to my house, the little spear looked disgraced and embarrassed because of the previous fight with Mr. Qin, so he asked me to help him get some water to wash it up.

I answered, carried the bucket, went to the water room in the backyard, and the moment I turned on the faucet, my eyes widened instantly.

What flowed out of the faucet was crimson blood. ()

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