Dispelling the evil spirits, the young man looked Wang Dali up and down, feeling a little strange.

"No matter how you look at it, he's an ordinary person."

He held the weapon in his right hand, and touched his chin with his left hand

"It's just, it's too calm, isn't it?"

In front of him, Wang Dali picked up a ghost-headed broadsword on the ground, put it in front of his eyes, and after careful observation, he came to the conclusion that this was an ordinary broadsword with a sharp edge.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that Wang Dali ignored himself who had just saved his life, a cross broke up on the young man's head, and he asked Wang Dali unhappily.

"Wang Dali. What about you? ”

"You don't need to know who I am."

The young man's tone was filled with pride and self-satisfaction, as if he was very happy to refuse to answer Wang Dali's question.

"It's just that you're an ordinary person, how can you walk into Rakshasa Street?"

"Rakshasa Street? Is it the name of the place? ”

Wang Dali silently wrote down the name and asked the young man.

"Why can't ordinary people walk into Rakshasa Street?"

"Why? You don't need to know."

The young man approached the king vigorously, and an unknown strange power surged in his left hand.

"You're just an ordinary person, hurry up and let me seal your memories and send you out of Rakshasa Street. Ordinary people should live the life of ordinary people. ”

"How do you tell I'm just an ordinary person? Is it because I don't have that strange power in you? ”

Grabbing the back of the ghost head knife in his hand, Wang Dali tore the knife from the middle like tearing paper, and then kneaded them into various shapes like plasticine.

Seeing this scene, the young man immediately became vigilant and said coldly to Wang Dali.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Me? It's just a wanderer looking for his hometown. ”

Wang Dali's eyes were a little gloomy. He had already sensed it just now, although this was also a country illuminated by the five-star red flag, it was not the world before he crossed over.

The young man frowned, not satisfied with what seemed to him a perfunctory answer. But just as he was about to continue asking, a female scream suddenly came from the street next to him.

The young man's eyes froze, and he didn't care about Wang Dali, so he jumped up the tall building, but saw his younger brother rushing over.

"Xiaoliang?"

"Brother, if you don't go back, the soup will be cold."

The young man, who looked very similar to the youth, held a dagger in his hand. He pulled out a few darts from his waist-slung backpack and shot the evil spirit that was tearing at a young woman in the next street

"Another ordinary person? What's going on today? ”

looked at Wang Dali, and then looked at the woman on the ground who ran a red light and hit herself today, and the young man felt that it had been a bad year recently.

He sighed and jumped off the tall building. The weapon in his hand erupted into flames, and the technique was repeated to destroy the evil spirits once again.

After that, the young man wielded his weapon or punched and kicked him, and with each blow he could destroy an evil spirit, and it seemed that he would soon be able to clean them all up.

At this time, Wang Dali and the young man called Xiaoliang by the young man came to the woman's side.

"Brother, sister, you walked into the ghost door and closed it. This is not the place where humans should be. ”

"Hell? What do you mean? ”

Sitting on the ground, the woman who had not yet recovered from her fear asked the young man with a pear blossom and a rainy face.

"This is Soul Street, a place to absorb the undead, connecting the spiritual realm and the human world. Every town street has a town spirit general to guard. And my brother is the soul of this Rakshasa Street. ”

Watching his brother destroy the evil spirits as if he had entered a no-man's land, the young man introduced the two with a smile.

"Town, town soul general?"

The young woman looked at the back of the young man bathed in flames in confusion, and felt that her three views were shattering.

"Listen to the crumbs."

With a smile on his face, the young man who had just played well said to the evil spirits who were cowering in front of him.

"I am the soul general of the town soul street, and the Cao Yanbing of Rakshasa Street is also!"

"Huh, that voice?"

The over-age girl whose coat was torn on the ground felt that the voice of the young man was somewhat familiar.

"Stupid woman, didn't you tell you to be careful when you walk? Always bumping into something you shouldn't be bumping into. ”

"Huh?! You're a miser?! ”

"Why are you giving me trouble everywhere?"

Cao Yanbing looked at the overage girl in front of him unhappily, is this the legendary fate?

"Trouble? Please, I'm confused, you've got to explain the situation to me! ”

The two who seemed to know each other quarreled as they talked. At this moment, a huge evil spirit with a rusty glaive blade and a notched blade came out of the group of evil spirits on the side, almost twice as tall as the other evil spirits, and the armor on its body was also more solid.

"You are the soul general of this Rakshasa Street?"

This tall evil spirit is different from other evil spirits, and can speak with people. With a faint smile on his face, he stared at several people with murderous intent.

When she saw this evil spirit, the young woman took two steps back in fear, but Cao Yanbing said to this evil spirit with a smile.

"Sure enough, it's a high-level evil spirit, and it can still speak human words."

"Hmph, it's a bad word. I was a general when I was alive, how can I be a lonely ghost after I die? ”

The evil spirit's eyes glowed green, and he approached everyone step by step. Every time he stepped on the ground, he vibrated like a rhinoceros preparing to charge.

"We are here for one purpose. That's to dominate Rakshasa Street! ”

It's just that his remarks directly made the teenager on the side laugh.

"Hmph, that's arrogant."

Cao Yanbing seemed to have heard some funny joke, and showed the same smile as his younger brother.

"It's nerve-wracking, the evil spirit actually wants to climb on my head."

Cao Yanbing put the weapon in his hand on his shoulder.

"Did you know that the Soul Suppression Generals were all hand-picked by the Spirit Realm? The purpose is to guard the town soul street, so that the dead cannot enter the human world. ”

"Although there is more than one Soul Street, it is the most evil ghost and the most dangerous place on Rakshasa Street. What do you want to do with Rakshasa Street? ”

"A dying man, why do you ask so much?"

The evil spirit waved the Glaive Sword in his hand, and a layer of pale green spiritual power enveloped his tall body.

Cao Yanbing's body moved and wanted to step forward, but Wang Dali stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Let me do it."

He shook his head at Cao Yanbing and said.

"I'm new to the city today, and I'm going to be bothered a lot in the future. Think of it as my gift to you. ”

Cao Yanbing didn't say anything, but the evil spirit on the opposite side was furious.

"Junior, Ann dares to bully me! Just an ordinary person, I ......"

The evil spirit was halfway through his words when he suddenly stopped.

Hey, why is this headless body so familiar?