The two old ghosts who were kneeling on the ground trembled in fright when they heard the sound, and looked back together.

Sure enough, he was a scared wife, and when he heard the roar of the lion in Hedong, he immediately broke his heart.

Wang Meng was also startled, turned his head to check, but didn't see any other figures, and asked, "Who?" Who's talking? ”

"Of course it's that Xue Cuihua, the guy with nine husbands." Ye Zhiqiu smiled and waved to the old ghost: "Lead the way, I'll go to the Jiufu Tomb to have a look, and help the nine of you brothers assign the problem of sleeping at night." ”

Xue Cuihua's voice came again: "Ignorant fanatic, if you dare to come over, I will make you the tenth!" ”

"Hahaha, okay, I'll be your tenth husband, see if you have the ability to kill me!" Ye Zhiqiu laughed angrily, raised his feet and walked west.

The two old ghosts also stumbled westward, leading the way for Ye Zhiqiu.

To the west is a large sloping area with crops and orchards.

Ye Zhiqiu walked and looked, but did not find a cemetery.

Walking to a waist-high wasteland with weeds, the two old ghosts rolled on the spot and disappeared.

Wang Meng said in a low voice: "I seem to have heard of the legend of the Nine Husbands' Tomb, but I have never seen a cemetery here. ”

From the Ming Dynasty to the present, it has been hundreds of years, and it is normal to level the grave and prepare the land.

Ye Zhiqiu swept his yin and yang eyes, nodded and said: "That's right, this is the old site of the Jiufu Tomb, the grave is gone, but the coffin and bones are still underground." ”

A leisurely voice came from behind him, saying, "It seems that you have two strikes, is it a monk or a Taoist?" ”

Ye Zhiqiu turned his head and saw that not far behind him, there was a female ghost in two clothes, with white hair fluttering, but she looked like a sixty-year-old woman.

The old woman's two hands, each holding a mourning stick, the red light in her eyes flashed, and she looked like a ghost.

"You're Xue Cuihua? So old? Look at the old and young people in your family, but they look like your son. Ye Zhiqiu asked.

Xue Cuihua snorted and asked, "No grievances and no hatred, why are you bullying my family?" ”

"Maoshan disciples hunt ghosts, do they still need to have grievances and hatreds?" Ye Zhiqiu sneered and said, "Call out your eldest and second all the way to the ninth, and I'll give you a pot today!" ”

"You win first, I'll talk about it!" Xue Cuihua's grimace suddenly changed, her skin and flesh bloomed with white teeth, and she waved a mourning stick and pounced on Ye Zhiqiu!

With such a change, Xue Cuihua was very terrifying, and Wang Meng screamed in fright.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't move like a mountain, and said with a smile: "Xue Cuihua, this set doesn't work for me, no matter how terrifying the old ghost is, I've seen it." ”

Xue Cuihua rushed to Ye Zhiqiu's side, suddenly opened her mouth, and a mouthful of cold mist sprayed at Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu still didn't move, and accepted it calmly.

The old ghost Qian's donkey skills were poor, and he floated backwards and said: "You really have some ability, hurry up, we will both lose in the province." ”

"It's you who hurts, not me!" Ye Zhiqiu drew a palm thunder, raised his hand and slashed at the old ghost: "The old ghost eats my palm!" ”

Now Ye Zhiqiu has reached the realm of the unity of man and machine, when casting spells, there is no need to chant a spell, and the thunder in the palm of Maoshan can come from the heart.

Bang...... A flash of fire.

"Ah...... You are so ruthless......" Xue Cuihua couldn't dodge, she was struck by the thunder in her palm, the upper half of her body flew out, and the lower half was still standing on the ground.

Ye Zhiqiu was also stunned for a moment: "So unbeaten? ”

The upper half of the old ghost's body fell to the ground a foot away, landed on the ground with both hands, and crawled over with difficulty, gritting his teeth: "You kid...... It's so ruthless, we have no grievances, why are you ...... Ruthless? ”

Ye Zhiqiu sneered: "Don't pretend to be an old ghost, if you want to sneak attack me, you don't have a chance." ”

At this moment, the ground under Ye Zhiqiu's feet suddenly softened, and his feet sank. When I looked down, I didn't know when the ground was full of flowing blood, drowning my knees!

"Blood, a lot of blood!" Wang Meng screamed, jumping with his feet, but he didn't dare to leave.

At the same time, there were ghosts floating in all directions, each with their teeth and claws, grabbing Ye Zhiqiu.

"Just in time, just waiting for you!" Ye Zhiqiu laughed and waved his hand violently: "Jindan pours the ground, scattering beans into soldiers!" ”

The sky flashed brightly, and the sound of puff was endless.

All the ghosts around were shot by the bright light, and the blood under their feet quickly disappeared.

The cultivation of these old ghosts is too shallow, and the illusions they create are not vulnerable at all.

In terms of real Taoism, the old ghosts here together are not as powerful as Zhou Suiwen. Moreover, the current Ye Zhiqiu is not the Ye Zhiqiu of the Zhou Sui Wen period, compared to that time, Ye Zhiqiu's Taoism has improved a lot.

Therefore, cleaning up these old ghosts, for Ye Zhiqiu, is like catching turtles in the urn and probing for things.

The surrounding ghosts were all frozen, including Xue Cuihua.

Ye Zhiqiu lazily threw out a spell and pointed at it: "There is no obstacle to supernatural powers, all souls return together, evil ghosts are extinct, ominous must be chased, and souls will be collected!" ”

This battle was so ordinary that Ye Zhiqiu himself felt bored, so he hurriedly collected these old ghosts and went back to sleep.

But unexpectedly, Ye Zhiqiu's soul collection talisman was released, and he had just collected two or three old ghosts, but he saw a bright light flying from the southeast corner, and with a swish, he shattered the soul collection talisman!

"Who?" Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback and hurriedly looked back.

Behind the grass over there, three figures came out, it was the old nun of Dingkong and her two apprentices from Mount Emei, like mist and rain.

When the two little nuns saw Ye Zhiqiu, they were all in a posture of being an enemy and their eyes were red when they met, their eyes were staring at the limit, and they couldn't wait to eat Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu was depressed, shook his head and said: "When you see a nun, you will lose every gamble!" What the hell, I can meet you everywhere! Master, I'm here to catch ghosts, why are you messing around and breaking my soul talisman? ”

The old nun had just destroyed Ye Zhiqiu's spell, which was a very rude move in the art sect, which was equivalent to declaring the battle method.

The old nun of Dingkong was as cold as frost, and slowly stepped forward: "This nest of ghosts, I have been eyeing it for a long time, and it is not your turn to do it." ”

Ye Zhiqiu shrugged his shoulders and took Wang Meng back: "Okay, just let it be given to you, I won't rob your business." ”

Xue Cuihua and a few other old ghosts, after a short period of dizziness, had already come to their senses, and they each floated in all directions, scattering and fleeing. The two old ghosts who had been put into the paper talisman by Ye Zhiqiu just now also escaped together.

"Amitabha...... Tuk Tuk Tuk ...... "The old nun of Dingkong held the wooden fish in her hand, slowly tapped, and the sound of the indefinite Sanskrit sounded throughout the night sky: "The color body is fake, there is life and death." Sincerity is like nothing, and it is endless...... Amitabha. ”

The sound spread out slowly, and gradually gathered from all around, flickering and near, and continuously.

It's just that the indefinite Sanskrit sound of Dingkong Shitai this time is used to catch ghosts, and it has no impact on Ye Zhiqiu and Wang Meng. (1st Update)