The ghosts who were obediently kneeling not far away suddenly stood up one after another, turned their heads and walked towards the stage step by step, Wei Kun secretly screamed badly, and ran in the direction of Wang Simiao and Lu Shiba, watching the ghosts slowly walk up to the stage, tearing the paper figures who were singing to pieces little by little, and finally crushing the fragments of their bodies. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Run!" Lu Shibai suddenly remembered the chicken blood that had been left early, and hurriedly pulled Wang Simiao's head and ran towards the box without looking back, reached out to scoop up the wine jar and hugged it in his arms, turned his head and took out the Mongolian knife on his waist, cut the red rope that tied the rooster, and then quickly followed Wei Kun and ran towards the depths of the woods.

When I turned around, I saw the ghosts grabbing the roosters that were fleeing in all directions, gnawing on their faces full of blood, and making a 'poof, puff, puff' sound with relish.

The ghosts, who had not caught the chickens, were still blind, and staggered towards them, but the speed under their feet was getting faster and faster.

Lu Shibai took out the wine jar in his hand and sprinkled it on the ghosts who rushed towards him, and as expected, the ghosts in front of him howled and roared, like a fire, and disappeared into the night.

Throwing the wine jar casually, Lu Shibai ran two steps quickly, and found that the ghost behind him was about to catch up, so in great urgency, he took out the gun stuck in his waist, and shot at the ghost with a few 'bang bang' sounds, and sure enough, the ghost who was hit by the gun fell down in response.

But after not walking a few steps, he turned his head and found that those fallen ghosts were trampled under the feet of the ghosts who caught up later, and without the slightest hesitation, the souls melted into the soil under his feet, and Lu Shibai had to fire three more shots, just like just now, every ghost who was shot by the gun would fall.

Seeing this, Wang Simiao hurriedly took dozens of steps back, and suddenly swept to the eight bitters who were playing the flute next to him, and he was surprised to find that every ghost walking towards the eight bitters would turn their heads to others one step away.

Wang Simiao was shocked, made the smartest decision he had ever made, and ran towards the eight hardships with his feet raised.

But seeing that he was only two steps away, he was suddenly pulled by a ghost in his back, Wang Simiao's eyes widened, he gasped, his whole body stiffened in place, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, and when he turned his head, a burst of golden light suddenly appeared in his chest, and a burning sensation spread in his chest.

The ghost that had grabbed him suddenly let go of his hand with a howl, emitting a puff of smoke and disappearing into the night.

Wang Simiao took advantage of this gap and hurriedly ran behind Ba Ku, tightly holding the corner of Ba Ku's clothes, and as he expected, all the ghosts were one step away from him, and turned their heads and went to the direction of Wei Kun Fangcun or Lu Shibai.

"Taishan-kun! What did we lie to you! ”

Wei Kun roared, but he didn't want to say that as soon as the words fell, the feet of the ghosts suddenly stopped, the yellow sand rolled up, and a strong wind with the smell of rotten meat came from the sedan chair in the dark night sky, knocking them to the ground, and finally, the golden gourd jumped out of the sedan chair and landed firmly at Wei Kun's feet.

Wei Kun hurriedly picked it up, opened the golden gourd, and found that it was empty, so he was shocked, took out the copper coin from his pocket, and gently twisted it in the palm of his hand, piercing the ghost that was about to pounce, and sure enough, every ghost that was pierced by the copper coin sword would disappear in front of Wei Kun's eyes in an instant.

Then he took a few steps back, walked to Lu Eighteen's side, and still didn't listen to the ghost in his hand, and asked urgently:

"What's going on?"

Lu Eighteen's last bullet shot out of the muzzle, turned his head to look at Wei Kun, snatched the golden gourd in Wei Kun's hand, and after checking it repeatedly, his face turned pale and roared at the sedan chair:

"Since it's the Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice! Tarzan God you want the soul of Hades! But come and bite back! It's really stingy! ”

The god Taishan in the sedan chair did not return to Lu Eighteen, but the hundred ghosts who were originally stagnant suddenly rushed towards them with more agile and rapid steps, Fang Cun secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly pulled out the bundle of fairy whips tied to his waist, and threw his hand at the ghosts that pounced and dropped the whip with a 'snap', and a group of ghosts disappeared with a howl.

But the whip didn't stop the ghosts rushing behind them, but instead made them gain momentum.

The three of them retreated, and at the same time noticed that the side of the Eight Bitters was empty, and the ghosts seemed to deliberately bypass him, and after exchanging glances with each other, a fine light flashed on their faces.

"Again...... I really can't hold it anymore. ”

Baku, who was playing the human bone flute with his eyes closed, seemed to sense their intentions, and hurriedly spoke, Wang Simiao had already caused his burden, if three more were added, I am afraid that everyone would die here!

The three of them had to be forced to separate, so they had to fight separately, Wei Kun held a copper coin sword, accompanied by the light of the Buddha on his body, and in front of him were ghosts with teeth and claws rushing towards him, many ghosts still had chicken blood on their faces that had just gnawed on the rooster, exuding a smell that was more fishy than rotten meat, and every time the sword fell, Wei Kun felt that the joints of his body seemed to be struggling, emitting unbearable pain, and the ghosts came out of their mouths. Woo' sound, and the corners of his mouth still left mucus, a lot of which were stuck to Wei Kun's copper coin sword, and with the slashing in his hands, many ghosts gradually disappeared under the sword.

And Fang Cun raised the bundle of immortal whips in his hand and pointed at the group of ghosts that rushed towards him, ' After repeating it several times, the ghost suddenly felt that he could not attack Fang Cun, and turned his head into two ghosts every time he appeared to attract Fang Cun's attention, and when he threw off the whip and beat the ghost away, and when he raised his hand and needed cushioning strength, he suddenly rushed forward violently, and his hand was still hanging in the air, and he was also caught off guard by the ghost, and the clothes on his body were also torn out of tears by the ghost, but the flesh was not hurt.

On the other side, the bullet in Lu Eighteen's hand had already run out, so he had to re-jam the gun on his waist, reached out and dipped his index finger in cinnabar at the tip of his ear, wrote a red spell in the air, and then pushed the charm to the rushing ghost, the cinnabar behind his ears was moist, and he could accurately write the ghost talisman every time, but this meant that every time Lu Eighteen took cinnabar, he borrowed the divine power from the horse fairy carried on his body, and Lu Eighteen also secretly found in his heart that every time she dipped in cinnabar, the divine power would become less and less, so she had to retreat while fighting, With a red neck, he shouted to Wei Kun and Fang Cun:

"It's not the way to go on like this! Hurry up and think about what to do! ”

"There will be more and more ghosts! Sooner or later, we're going to die of exhaustion here! Fang Cun replied.

Wei Kun glanced back at the two of them, his face was gloomy, he was holding the copper coin sword in his hand, and his brain was spinning rapidly.

"You guys help me block it! I'm going to set up a formation! Lu 18 shouted.

Wei Kun and Fang Cun signaled, and hurriedly took a few steps back, attracting the ghost in front of Lu Shibai's eyes, so that she could take out the gap to set up a formation to subdue the ghost.

Lu Shibai hurriedly turned his head, ran back five steps, stood under the birch tree not far away with his hands folded, and said silently:

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the copper bell is in formation."

"Break away from the world and cross my soul."

"The Taishan Great Sacrifice is in front, driving a hundred ghosts to the clouds."

"The purple gold gourd is exchanged for life, and a golden coffin is seven feet three."

"Unexpectedly, the old man turned his face, and the night walk of the hundred ghosts changed the sky."

"On the Black Mountain where blood is sprinkled today, I respectfully invite the gods to go down to the sky."

As soon as the words fell, a ray of golden light suddenly spread around Lu Eighteen, and the light slowly surrounded the entire mountain along the birch tree, and everyone half-squinted, using their hands to block the dazzling light, and the originally hideous and ugly ghost suddenly collapsed to the ground and turned into a puddle of mud.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Lu Shibai in surprise, and found that the clothes on her body were soaked with sweat, and beads of sweat the size of beans were falling from the tip of her nose to the ground, and her feet were weak, and before she could say anything, she fell to the ground, her face was pale, as if she was dehydrated.

Everyone hurriedly ran over, but Ba Ku turned his head and walked cautiously to the side of the stage, picked up his cage, and prepared to follow behind Wei Kun, Fang Cun and Wang Simiao to check Lu Shibai's condition together.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and Ba Ku quietly turned his head to look at the sedan chair not far away, and found that on the wooden board under the sedan chair, there was a totem in the shape of a very vivid and strange cat face.

Wei Kun took the lead in taking Lu Shiba's upper body into his arms, asked her to sit up, bowed her head and asked:

"How are you? Can it continue? ”

Lu Shiba's face turned pale, moved his fingers, and said softly, "Take out the small bottle in my pocket." ”

As soon as he heard this, Wang Simiao hurriedly reached out to take it out, but he didn't take it out after a few times, Lu Shibai frowned, and said a little unhappily:

"I said cowardice, if you want to take advantage, it's okay to rush when our lives are not in danger?"

In a word, Wang Simiao's ears were red, and he squatted in place at a loss, but he was happy, reached out and inserted it into Lu Shibai's pocket, and easily took out the dark brown small medicine bottle inside, and after opening the bottle, he poured out the black pill inside, and suddenly a strange fragrance came to his nose, which made everyone feel refreshed and refreshed.

"Hey! Put the medicine in my mouth! ”

"Huh? Oh...... Good. ”

Fang Cun hurriedly stuffed the pill into Lu Shibai's mouth, watching her frown and swallowing it with difficulty, after about five seconds, Lu Shibai suddenly pushed Wei Kun behind him away, with great strength, and before Wei Kun could react, he had already fallen to the side.

Looking up again, I saw Lu Shibai huddled together with his lower abdomen, rolling on the ground and whimpering, Wang Simiao reached out to pull it, but was pushed away in an instant.

"Don't touch me!"

With an angry roar, Wang Simiao hurriedly withdrew his outstretched hand, stood in place, and looked at Lu Shibai worriedly in unbearable pain, but after ten seconds, Lu Shibai suddenly raised his head, and his two eyes were covered with bloodshots, looking terrifying and hideous.

Raised his head and sat up, staring at the sedan chair of the god Taishan in front of him, took a few long breaths, and said to everyone:

"I don't have much time, let's do it quickly!"