Wu Zhiyuan walked to the door, stretched out his hand to push open the wooden door, the light from the outside shone in through the crack in the door, it was very dazzling, he hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands, squinted his eyes and saw through the cracks in his fingers, Zhang Dashuai was standing at the door.

"Is it okay?" Zhang Dashuai asked coldly.

"That's it." Wu Zhiyuan paused for a moment, and only when his eyes could adapt to the light outside, did he put down his hand, and then turned around and returned to the small house, and Zhang Dashuai also walked in.

Wu Zhiyuan walked straight to the table in the north, reached out to get the glass bottle containing the imp puppet on the table, Zhang Dashuai suddenly rushed over from behind, snatched the glass bottle in Wu Zhiyuan's hand, and said with a smile: "I'll take it." ”

Wu Zhiyuan was stunned, looked Zhang Dashuai up and down, nodded, and then turned around and walked towards the door.

The two walked out of the small house one after the other, stepping on the fallen leaves all over the ground, making a "rustling" sound.

At this time, it was already noon, the sun was slightly westerly, and two shadows that were not too narrow were reflected on the ground, one was Wu Zhiyuan, who was walking in front, and the other was Zhang Dashuai, who was walking behind. Suddenly, the shadow behind him sped up suddenly, and his hands reached out and pounced on the shadow in front of him.

Although Wu Zhiyuan did not look back, he had already seen the changes in the shadow on the ground, in fact, he found that something was wrong with Zhang Dashuai when he opened the door, and he had already been mentally prepared.

Zhang Dashuai was in a hurry, and the tip of the wooden sword pierced his clothes and pierced into his skin. Wu Zhiyuan knew that the situation had changed, and Zhang Dashuai at this time was probably no longer himself, and it was very likely that he was following the path of that little ghost. In this case, Zhang Dashuai's body must not be injured, so Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly retreated. But Zhang Dashuai was unyielding, and pressed towards Wu Zhiyuan step by step with a fierce face, and in desperation, Wu Zhiyuan could only raise his sword and keep retreating.

Zhang Dashuai's chest was tightly pressed against the wooden sword, forcing Wu Zhiyuan to retreat to the stone road by the poplar forest, just at this time Adjutant Wang came back from outside with four of his subordinates, and several people pushed open the door and saw Wu Zhiyuan holding a sword against Zhang Dashuai's chest, and all of them screamed, four of them raised the rifle in their hands, "bang" a few times, pulled up the bolt, and Adjutant Wang took out the shell gun on his waist and aimed at Wu Zhiyuan.

"Put down your sword!" Adjutant Wang burst out.

Wu Zhiyuan screamed in his heart, Zhang Dashuai at this time has been possessed by the ghost, if he even throws away the wooden sword, I am afraid there will be nothing to curb the ghost. But if he didn't put down the wooden sword in his hand, Adjutant Wang and the others might really shoot at him.

At the moment when Wu Zhiyuan hesitated for a short time, Zhang Dashuai suddenly turned his head to look at Adjutant Wang and the others, his face showed a fierce light, and a low roar came out of his throat, leaving Wu Zhiyuan behind, turning around and rushing towards Adjutant Wang.

Adjutant Wang obviously didn't react to what was going on, and when he saw Zhang Dashuai coming over violently, he hurriedly put away his pistol and was about to stand up and salute. However, he didn't even complete a standing action, he was grabbed by Zhang Dashuai's waist, held it high above his head, roared, threw it out, and smashed it heavily on a bowl-thick poplar tree not far away.

Adjutant Wang let out a miserable scream, fell to the ground and kept rolling over, groaning. I couldn't stop groaning, and I struggled for a long time before I could barely get up.

When the remaining four soldiers saw it, they immediately panicked, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know which one this is singing.

Zhang Dashuai threw Adjutant Wang aside, his feelings were almost irritable, he roared angrily, grabbed his chest with both hands, tore off his shirt, and tore it to pieces in one fell swoop. He had a hideous face, eyes blazing, and looked terrifying.

The four soldiers were frightened at this time, and they turned their guns one after another and aimed them at Zhang Dashuai.

"No...... No...... Don't hurt the handsome! Adjutant Wang got up not far away, shouting in a staccato and faint tone.

The top boss spoke, where did the four dare to disobey, one of them hesitated for a moment, and quickly put away the gun, and the other three saw that someone had collected the gun, and also lowered the muzzle of the gun.

At this juncture, Zhang Dashuai suddenly pounced on the nearest soldier to him, he was fat, but the speed was staggering, and before the soldier could react, Zhang Dashuai grabbed two arms.

The soldier was so frightened that he just begged for mercy, but he saw Zhang Dashuai let out a roar in his throat, and pulled it hard, tearing the soldier's two arms off his body alive. Suddenly, blood spurted out violently, and the soldier looked at the column of blood spraying wildly on his left and right shoulders, screamed, his face became whiter and whiter, and finally his eyes rolled and he fell to the ground without moving.

Zhang Dashuai roared frantically a few times, waving the two broken arms in his hands, and blood splattered. At the same time, the glass bottle in his hand was also thrown off and fell on a pile of rubble not far away, the glass bottle was suddenly shattered, and the puppet inside rolled out.

The other three soldiers were dumbfounded, one by one stood in place with wide eyes and long mouths, unable to say a word, let alone raise their guns for self-defense, until Zhang Dashuai shook off the two broken arms in his hand and let out a roar, which pulled the three people back to reality from the panic, one of them raised the rifle in his hand tremblingly, and aimed the muzzle at Zhang Dashuai.

However, his action of raising the gun was half a beat slower, Zhang Dashuai rushed forward like crazy, snatched the rifle from the soldier's hand, folded his hands hard, and the rifle about half a person high "snapped" and was broken in half!

At this moment, Wu Zhiyuan approached Zhang Dashuai from behind, suddenly pounced on him and strangled his neck, and then pushed his waist and threw him to the ground. Wu Zhiyuan's body is not thin, but it is by no means a tiger's back, and Zhang Dashuai's fat body is simply incomparable, but at this time, in order to subdue this fat man who was possessed by a ghost, Wu Zhiyuan used all his strength.

Zhang Dashuai was twisted to the ground by Wu Zhiyuan, grabbed his hands on the ground, kicked his feet randomly, trying to escape Wu Zhiyuan's restraints, and wanted to get up, Wu Zhiyuan had tens of millions of strength, but he couldn't help a fat man possessed by a ghost, and he was about to be unable to support it, he shouted to the three soldiers who were standing in place like a chicken: "Come over and help me hold him!" ”

A word woke up the person in the dream, and the three people hurriedly rushed over when they heard the words, two of them held down Zhang Dashuai's left and right hands respectively, and the other person pressed Zhang Dashuai's feet.

The four of them gritted their teeth and pressed Zhang Dashuai to death, but that Zhang Dashuai's strength was very evil, and the strength of the struggle not only did not decrease, but became bigger and bigger, accompanied by a low and hoarse roar in his throat, and almost threw the four of them aside several times.

Adjutant Wang, who was not far away, limped over, and was also frightened by the situation just now, and he asked tremblingly: "Now, now...... How...... How...... What to do? ”

"Go break a willow branch! Fast! Wu Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and shouted to Adjutant Wang.

"Good!" When Adjutant Wang heard this, he hurriedly staggered to the west, where there were several willow trees, and although the leaves were falling at this time, the willow branches hung down and could be broken off with his hand.

A moment later, Adjutant Wang went and returned, holding a branch in his hand and handing it to Wu Zhiyuan: "Willow branch." ”

Wu Zhiyuan and the other three were holding down the big handsome Zhang with their nursing strength, and when they looked up and saw that the willow branch broken by Adjutant Wang was actually dry, they suddenly became angry and scolded angrily: "You are fucking stupid!" Be fresh! ”

Wu Zhiyuan has read books, has been slightly influenced by Confucianism, and is polluted by the family environment, so he is not a rude person, and he never scolds people rudely, and it is the first time to scold loudly at this time.

This time he was really forced to be anxious.