Wang Shuo stood there looking at the bathroom door in a daze, and was about to come up with a way to force the old witch king out, when he heard Li Hongji shouting in a low voice while dragging Ma Shuo and Fang Yuan's thighs back with great difficulty: "Hey, Brother Wang, hurry up and come over to help." ”

Turning his head to look at Li Hongji's side, Wang Shuo couldn't help but smile a little bitterly when he saw his appearance, shook his head, and looked up to see that the old monk had indeed fulfilled the promise he had made before, and those ghosts were dragged by him alone, and he didn't distract them at all.

Seeing this situation, Wang Shuo was very relieved to trot forward, and grabbed a person's thigh with Li Hongji and dragged Fang Yuan and the two to the door.

"Quick, help me find their souls," Li Hongji said as he gasped. He wasn't all tired, some of them were scared. Nonsense, you have to be scared when it rests on you, think about it, there are more than 400 ghosts flying on their heads, and they show different appearances on their bodies because of the different deaths, and one of them even fell off his head, but the head that was grabbed by the ghost in his hand was still glaring at Li Hongji and yelling at him, can he not be afraid.

Wang Shuo glanced at the more than four hundred ghosts crowded in the bedroom, and sighed helplessly: "Big brother, we have yin and yang eyes, not fiery eyes, you can find out the souls of Fang Yuan and the three of them from more than four hundred ghosts for me to see." ”

"Uh," Li Hongji, who was choked up, was dumbfounded, looking at the group of ghosts on his head but couldn't say anything. Nonsense, if he could find out, what else would he ask Wang Shuo to help him, but he didn't want to think about it, he couldn't find it, how could people find it.

"Two little friends, please hurry up and lower the witch king," at this moment, the old monk took advantage of the scripture in his mouth to finish reading it but opened his mouth to urge, although he can hold on for a while, but he can't let him keep doing this, he clearly said that the four hundred ghosts were handed over to him to solve, and the witch king handed over to the two of them, why is it that now when he looks at it, he is desperate here, but they are standing there chatting.

Coughing a little embarrassed, Wang Shuo nodded, explained to Li Hongji softly, held the peach wood sword in his right hand and held the cinnabar inkstone in his left hand, walked under the group of ghosts, stood at the door of the bathroom, hesitated for a moment, raised his foot and kicked forward hard, trying to force the door open.

"Bang," a muffled sound came, but he saw that the bathroom door was not opened, but Wang Shuo was ejected a few steps backwards and almost fell to the ground.

"Haha," Li Hongji saw Wang Shuo's embarrassed appearance, he was in a good mood after initially achieving his goal, pointed at Wang Shuo and chuckled, and was about to say something, when he saw a ghost suddenly pounce down from above, scaring him to the floor, fortunately, the old monk reacted in time, quickly knocked the wooden fish in his hand twice, and the sound of the scriptures in his mouth was also increased, so that the ghost was controlled back into the range of golden sound waves, and Li Hongji was not harmed.

The old monk rolled his eyes at Li Hongji, and because he was muttering scriptures in his mouth, it was difficult to speak, so he just shook his head and ignored him, concentrating on dealing with the group of ghosts.

"Li Hongji, didn't I ask you to set up a formation quickly, what are you doing there?" Wang Shuo turned around when he heard the laughter, and just saw the situation on Li Hongji's side, and couldn't help but accuse him a little angrily.

Li Hongji raised his hand and patted his chest and stood up from the ground, seeing Wang Shuo's gaze, he couldn't help coughing dryly, and quickly picked up his tools and walked around under the group of ghosts.

Wang Shuo snorted when he saw this, turned around and returned to the door of the bathroom, reached out and grabbed the doorknob and tried to push the door open, but finally found that the inside had been locked and could not be opened from the outside.

"Mother's book," tried in other ways for a long time, but this door could not be opened by him, Wang Shuo couldn't help but open his mouth and cursed in a low voice, after thinking about it, he turned around and walked back, back to the old monk, afraid that it would disturb the old monk chanting, Wang Shuo did not speak, raised his hand and pressed on his copper Dingding, and recited the spell to follow the old monk to suppress this group of ghosts first, so that it would be much easier to deal with the old witch king after a while.

The old monk saw Wang Shuo's actions, although the two did not communicate, they could guess his thoughts, and when he was about to cooperate with him to suppress some of the ghosts that were approaching first, he only heard a "squeak", but the door of the bathroom not far away was opened by the old witch king from the inside.

"Hmph," a cold snort came out first, and under the gaze of Wang Shuo and the three of them, a strong middle-aged man in simple clothes walked out of it, he glared at a pair of angry eyes and first glanced at Wang Shuo and the three of them, especially Wang Shuo and the peach wood sword he held in his hand, and then raised his head and shouted a word of Thai Chinese at the group of ghosts.

"Whew," I don't know what the old witch king shouted, but I saw that more than 400 ghosts that had been suppressed suddenly howled together, they glared angrily at the old monk sitting at the door, with a hideous expression on their faces, and slammed down together, knocking the golden scripture sound waves trembling, if it wasn't for the old monk who increased the sound wave output again, I am afraid that it would be broken through by the group of ghosts.

Stabilizing the sound wave of the scriptures, the old monk suddenly stopped the scriptures in his mouth, raised his head and shouted at Wang Shuo: "Little friend, I can only use the three kings scriptures to delay for another thirty minutes in the end, you have to hurry up." ”

After speaking, the old monk suddenly recited a new scripture, suppressing the group of ghosts who were rushing at the sound wave of the scripture again.

Gritting his teeth and nodding, Wang Shuo held the peachwood sword in his hand, and looked at the old witch king with vigilance, and he didn't know what was going on, the old witch king who appeared again suddenly made him feel a very strong evil, as if what he saw was no longer a human being, but a very evil monster.

The old witch king seemed to know that the scriptures that the old monk recited this time were not easy to deal with, so he didn't make a sound to the group of ghosts again, but first turned his head to look at Li Hongji, who was standing not far away, and saw him standing there with a sweat on his head, and the runes that had been written in his hand were under the gaze of the old witch king, but he didn't dare to hit the eyes of the array that had been explored.

At this moment, Wang Shuo's eyes lit up, his right hand shook forward vigorously, and threw the peachwood sword in his hand according to the old witch king, and at the same time, both hands quickly pinched out a set of fingerprints, and the sword finger controlled the peachwood sword to pierce the old witch king.

"Hmph," the old witch king turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked at the flying peachwood sword with a disdainful expression, and stood there without moving, and when the peachwood sword came to him, he suddenly opened his big mouth and made a long red shadow.

Wang Shuo took a closer look and couldn't help but gasp, the red shadow turned out to be the tongue of the old witch king.

Knocking Wang Shuo's peachwood sword away with his tongue, the old witch king raised his hands and pressed his cheeks and lifted it up hard, and under the incredulous gaze of Wang Shuo and Li Hongji, he actually pulled his own head off his neck. (Died on the spot...... This is of course impossible. ）

(PS: No PS, ask for a collection and recommendation...... ）