There were some strange noises around the top of the mountain, as if something was crawling in the woods, but it was hidden by the whistling wind, and it was not really audible. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, as time passed, the sound became more and more noisy, crying and laughing, ghosts crying and wolf howling, and it sounded like at least hundreds of voices were slowly approaching from all directions, deeply stimulating everyone's nerves.

The three of them have all seen ghosts, except for Dongdong, they are all people who have seen wind and waves, although their faces are pale with fright, and their faces are nervous, but they can barely maintain their composure.

The three of them kept their eyes wide open, and kept looking around, trying to search the darkness, and although the sounds around them were getting closer, they could never see anything.

But before they could speak, a series of sizzling sounds suddenly sounded in the open space outside, and a scorching smell wafted from the air.

The ground on the periphery was sprinkled with lime and glutinous rice, which was originally snow-white, but at this moment, there were dense footprints, large and small, constantly approaching the small temple.

Every time a footprint appeared on the ground, a puff of black smoke would rise, making a sound like red iron inserting into ice water, and ghosts began to gradually reveal their bodies.

Dongdong and the others looked at the light from the ever-bright lamp, and suddenly gasped, these ghosts could see at least hundreds, densely clustered together, and judging from the sound, there must be more hidden in the darkness behind.

These ghosts include men and women, old and young, in different costumes, some scholars wearing long robes and square scarves, and some women wearing cheongsams and graceful figures, but when they look closely, Dongdong almost vomits.

These ghosts are all terrifying, hideous expressions, the seven orifices are good to bleed, many of the heads are only half left, gray brains keep dripping, some of the whole body has no flesh and skin, only a pair of white Sensen's skeleton remains, and some only have the upper body, dragging the blue-gray intestines to crawl on the ground, every time they climb forward, they are burned by the lime and glutinous rice on the ground and scream, leaving a charred black drag mark.

Edamame stood on the top of the temple and glanced at it, and found that most of these ghosts had no halo on their bodies, just ordinary ghosts, only a few of them emitted a faint white light, dressed in white, and sneakily hiding behind them in places where the lantern could not shine.

Edamame smacked his lips, now that the ghost door has just opened, all the people who are attracted by the yin qi are some miscellaneous fish, and the highest cultivation is just a white-clothed resentful spirit, and he is too lazy to do it.

"Master Bai is here! Wait for the speedy retreat! Edamame drank clearly, and the sound echoed at the top of the mountain.

The noise around them suddenly suffocated, and suddenly it fell silent, and most of the ghosts stopped, raised their heads, and looked at Edamame standing on the top of the small temple in disbelief, but a few of them, as if they hadn't heard Edamame's words, still walked forward with blank expressions.

Edamame snorted coldly, pointed with one hand, and said a few words silently, and the heavy dark clouds in the sky flashed a burst of lightning, converging into a purple lightning bolt and falling among the ghosts that were still moving forward.

With an explosion, several ghosts that were close to were directly split into puffs of green smoke, blown by the night wind, and quickly drifted away, and those who were far away were also blown up, letting out a terrible scream.

Suddenly there was a ghost crying wolf on the top of the mountain, and the ghosts scattered in a hurry, scrambled to turn around and flee down the mountain, and disappeared as soon as they came out of the range of lime powder.

The white-clothed wraiths hiding behind seemed to hesitate, standing still and not moving, although they were not in the range of lime powder, edamame could see them.

The white-clothed resentful spirit found that Edamame's cold gaze swept towards them, and his fingers seemed to point at them, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly made a gesture and quickly floated down the mountain.

"I'll go!" Dongdong turned his head to look around, and found that in the blink of an eye, most of the hundreds of ghosts on the top of the mountain had escaped, and he suddenly sighed: "I scared the fat man, it turned out that they were all paper tigers, so I couldn't help but be scared ......."

Captain Zhang and Major Zhao, who were standing in the circle, were also scared out of a cold sweat, and turned their heads to look at the edamame standing on the top of the temple, their eyes flashing with a strange brilliance.

Edamame stood on the top of the temple and posed, enjoying the reverent gazes of the few people below, and his heart was dark, when he suddenly heard Dongdong shouting again.

"Beans, why are there still a dozen or so of them gone!"

When edamame looked at it, he found that more than a dozen ghosts had crossed the range of lime powder at this time, and one ghost wearing a suit with only half of his head left, and his left foot had already stepped on the plastic wrap.

It lifted its right foot and just crossed the tortoiseshell powder line on the periphery, when suddenly the tortoiseshell pink line shot out a red light, and its right foot that crossed the line instantly turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

But the rotten ghost seemed to be unconscious, still stretched his right leg forward, and leaned forward, but as soon as he passed the position of the tortoiseshell pink line, his body instantly turned into green smoke, and it looked like he had entered an invisible door, which felt very strange.

In the blink of an eye, the rotten ghost was left with only one left foot with half of the calf attached, and it was still twitching outside the pink line.

Edamame sighed and looked at the rest of the dozen or so ghosts, who also crossed the pink line one by one like rotten ghosts, and then turned into wisps of green smoke and disappeared into the air.

"These are ghosts with uneven souls, who have lost their spiritual intelligence, only instinct remains, and they are attracted by the yin energy of the small temple."

Dongdong couldn't help but be a little surprised by the power of the tortoiseshell powder when he saw more than a dozen ghosts turn into green smoke, and turned his head to ask edamame, "These powders are so powerful, why don't you just sprinkle them on the ghosts, or do you have to set up a formation and wait for them to come?" ”

Edamame glanced at him and said, "You said it simply, that's all there is to tortoiseshell powder, how many can you sprinkle?" And the wind is so strong on the top of the mountain, you may be blown away by the wind as soon as you spill out, which is a pure waste of things. ”

"Oh......" Dongdong scratched his head and looked at the ground, only to find that the tortoiseshell powder sprinkled on the ground by edamame was firmly stuck to the thick black dog blood, even if the wind on the top of the mountain was so strong, it was not blown away, and he immediately understood why the edamame began to sprinkle black dog blood before arranging the formation.

"Those ghosts that have turned into green smoke are all gone?" Dongdong blinked and asked again.

Edamame shook his head and said, "No, the ghost door is wide open tonight, they come up to the yang world with the consent of the Yin Division, as long as they don't harm people, I can't do too much, or hundreds of ghosts will be scattered at the same time, and the ghosts will come to me for trouble immediately......"

As he spoke, Edamame took out the "Bai Ze Spirit Record" in his arms, waved his hand into the air, and more than a dozen green smokes that had disappeared appeared again, and they were instantly sucked into the book.

Putting the book in his arms, Edamame continued: "When it's over tonight, I'll put them back in the Yin Division, these are also poor people, their souls are not aligned, they can't be reincarnated, and I don't know how long they have been in the Yin Division." ”

Dongdong shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent.

Major Zhao looked around and found that the top of the mountain had become quiet again, except for the whirring wind, and there were no ghosts on the lime ground around him.

So he turned his head to look at Maodou, and originally wanted to call Brother Mao with Captain Zhang, but he didn't seem to be very familiar, so after thinking about it, he had to say, "Hmm...... Mao Daochang, is it okay already? ”

Edamame's little face collapsed, and he said angrily: "Don't scream, don't scream!" You look at me like a Taoist! ”

Major Zhao's expression was a little embarrassed, and he didn't understand for a while that he was wrong, it wasn't a Taoist priest who could catch ghosts...... Could it be a monk?

Edamame snorted, looked at him again and said, "How can it be so simple, now that the ghost door has just opened, the ruthless characters are all behind, don't relax!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "......", and a slender footprint appeared on the lime ground, and everyone quickly turned their heads to look.

The figure of a woman gradually appeared, seventeen or eighteen years old, with black hair in a shawl, although her face was pale, but compared with the terrifying-looking ghosts in front of her, it looked much more pleasing to the eye.

Dongdong looked the female ghost up and down, and sighed: "The beauty is really still compared......"

However, Edamame was not in the mood to look at the appearance of the female ghost at this time, he stared at the bright red robe that the female ghost wore on his body, felt the strong resentment emanating from her, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching.

"The ...... of the Red Devil"