Qiao An also realized that she had said a little too much in a moment's excitement, and couldn't help scratching her head in embarrassment, chattering was a problem and she could only try her best to correct it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I happened to hear a survivor from Taoyuan Village say that he always dreamed of his former companions, saying that the Japanese tortured them so hard, and I wondered if those Japanese fools also stayed behind to bully them. I looked at him pitiful, and he hadn't been live streaming recently, so I wanted to see if I could clean up a few devils. ”

Speaking of this, Qiao An also put away her playfulness and looked solemn. It's not that he is patriotic or great. Rather, he had experienced the pain of slaughtering the village, and although the enemy was different, he had done the same inhumane thing, which he could not bear.

However, in addition to the few people present, there are still a large number of viewers in Qiao An's live broadcast room. When I heard the stories told by Joan, I beat my chest one by one and scolded the Japanese for not being a thing.

"Damn, these Japs are such bastards!"

"That's it, if I see a Japanese person without saying a word, I'll beat them up first."

"I can't say that, my boyfriend is Japanese, and he's very nice."

"Shut upstairs, is Chongyang a Chinese?"

“+1”

"You bastards, what's wrong with me worshipping foreign people. Sooner or later, China will be Japanese, and I like the Japanese. ”

", stinky. Everyone scold her to death with me and let this slut get out. ”

"Get out of China!"

"Fuck off!"

・・・・・・

A few people didn't expect that their simple conversation had caused a lot of turmoil in the live broadcast room. Their first task now is also to find the ghost of a Japanese devil to kill and vent their anger. Needless to say, the ancestors and grandchildren of the Lin family are originally from Nanjing, and they know better than anyone else about the tragedy of that year. Although Nightshade has no patriotic complex, like Joan, he is also very disgusted with their bloody practices.

"You've been here for a long time, but did you find any clues?" Nightshade asked Joan.

"Alas! ~I've been here for a long time. All the souls and ghosts found were a few. I also asked a few little ghosts, but they were taboo and did not dare to speak, I wondered if I was looking for a few powerful ones to ask, after all, they are all Chinese, and the tragic things they experienced back then should not deal with us. Joan sighed, then spoke her mind.

"That's a good idea, so without further ado. Just grab two imps and ask. Nightshade nodded in agreement.

"Master, these little ghosts don't dare to say it." Jo Ann grimaced.

"The little ghost I'm talking about is a demon or something." Nightshade squinted, as if he was a little proud.

A few people were smiling wryly, okay. People are strong, and the evil ghosts and ghosts are all small ghosts, hehe.

Night Shadow looked Qiao An up and down a few times, only to see a brand-new yellow robe. There was a small cloth pocket on his waist.

"Did you bring the guys?" Nightshade asked.

"What guy?" Jo Ann wondered.

"Cinnabar, yellow charms, incense candles or something."

"Uh~No ・・・・・・"

"And what's in your pocket?" Nightshade pointed to the small cloth pocket.

"Paper money."

"Only paper money??"

"Only paper money"

“・・・・・・”

The night is speechless, Nima, you are a wonder. You don't take anything when you go up the mountain to catch ghosts, just take paper money, do you want to pay two dollars and let the ghost go with you?

"Smack!" A slap on Qiao An's head hurt so much that he jumped to his feet, this slap is different, it really hurts!

"You **** ghost hunter doesn't take anything, just bring a bunch of paper money. Are you trying to bribe the ghosts? There are no cinnabar yellow talismans, no peach wood swords, and no black dog blood. Don't you think you're awesome, don't you have to rely on that? Lao Tzu, do I have to throw two talismans when I do it? Do you think you're better than me?! ”

The scolding of the night and covering his face directly stunned Qiao An, and the old man Lin was also blinded, and Lin Qianqian was also blinded. They couldn't have imagined that the cold night would scold people and still set up a set, is it really black-bellied?

The audience in the live broadcast room has also stopped the previous abuse of the Chongri woman, and the woman originally fought back two sentences, but then she was completely drowned out by the abusive sentences, and she didn't know if she was still there, but she didn't speak anyway.

The big guys were also stunned to look at this black-dressed, handsome, and cold-looking Night Dead. The cat demon who saw it that time thought that the night was a cold outsider, and the first time I saw it, I also felt that this young man was a little cold.

"I'll go, the cold male god is so black-bellied?"

"I don't know my heart~"

"It's a misnomer upstairs."

"The master is awesome, looking at Xiao Anzi like a little grandson, I'm so cool. Ha ha! ”

"I feel the same way! Sympathy! ”

"Haha! Let me laugh for five minutes. ”

・・・・・・

After scolding for a while, he also realized that he was a little out of shape, took two deep breaths, recited the heart purification mantra, and returned to that cold appearance.

"Master, don't scold, I know it's wrong. Didn't I see the ghosts on this mountain pitiful, so I thought I would bring them some paper money. Joan covered her head and looked at the night with a pitiful expression.

"Humph! Whether you like to listen or not, it doesn't matter to me if you die anyway. Give me the paper money. ”

"Oh ~ good." Joan took the cloth pouch off and handed it to Nightshade.

As soon as he took the cloth pocket, he kept touching the shoulder of the night dead with his little hand.

The little paper man cautiously flew to the side of the Nightshade, and pointed to his pocket and then to himself.

"Don't worry, you're indispensable." Nightshade smiled.

The little paper man danced happily.

Nightshade opened the cloth pocket, and the corners of her mouth twitched. Well, it's really all paper money・・・・・・

Take out a stack of paper money, and the Nightshade will fan them like a poker. It didn't draw a circle and light it like a fire like ordinary people.

"Wandering wandering souls, where to stay the three souls descend early, the seven spirits are coming, the temples and villages by the river, the palace prisons, the graves and mountains, the false alarms are weird, and the true souls are lost・・・・・・" With the recitation of the night spell, the rune paper was lightly shaken and the fire was ignited.

This method is not much surprising to the few people who have seen the method of the Night Death. But those who hadn't seen him in the live broadcast room were a little surprised.

"Yo he! It's on fire. ”

"Tricks?"

"It's said in the novel that this method is the way to go."

"Who knows, it looks pretty handsome anyway."

"Look, there's something!"

I saw that with the burning of the paper money, a gust of wind blew and the trees rustled, and the flames swayed a little. After a while, a figure appeared in the distance. The man was not like an ordinary lonely ghost, he looked very active.

A big man of 1.8 meters, wearing linen clothes from the old era, with a big face in Chinese characters, and a scar on his face that looks like a fierce face.

"You're looking for me?" Scar Ghost floated closer and looked at the Night Dead who was burning paper money.

"That's right, there are some things to ask you." Nightshade nodded.

Since he was looking for his own scar ghost, he was not polite, and with a big move, the paper money was burned clean, and then a handful of paper money appeared in his hand out of thin air. Looking at the amount of paper money, he grinned and stuffed it into his arms.

"What's the matter? You ask. ”

Scar Ghosts are in a good mood, and unaccompanied wild ghosts like them have no source of income. But although you don't eat or drink ghosts, you also need to spend money, after all, ghosts also have ghost consumption, don't they?

"I want to ask where the ghosts of devils are."

"The ghost of a devil? Hey, you're late. The devils on this mountain have almost been killed, and you can't find them, so go back. Scar smirked and waved his hand before leaving.

"Is there still Taoyuan Village?"

Nightshade's words suddenly startled the Scar Ghost, and he looked at Nightshade with some solemnity.

"How did you find out about Taoyuan Village?"

"That's not what you're supposed to ask, you just have to answer my question." Nightshade glanced at him faintly.

"Hey! Boy, it's not a small tone. Believe it or not, just by what you say, I can make you unable to go back. Scar Ghost smiled angrily, it was the first time he had seen someone dare to talk to him so loudly, you must know that he was also a murderer back then, and he was also fierce when he became a ghost.

"You can give it a try, if I don't have something to ask you, I can make your soul fly away." Nightshade smiled disdainfully and returned the words as they were. Then he took out a handful of paper money and lit it.

"I'll ask you again, there are Japanese ghosts in Taoyuan Village." Nightshade stared at the Scar Ghost with a condescending posture, and a chill radiated when he spoke, even he was a little uncomfortable.

Scar Ghost knows that this person is not simple, and is not in the nonsense "There is, and no less." However, in my opinion, even if you go, you will be sent to death. ”

"Then it's not your business, you just need to tell me how to get to Taoyuan Village."

"I won't tell you, the devils who brought you in won't let me go."

"A bad seed, a bad seed when you are alive, and a bad seed when you die." A sarcastic smile tugged at the corner of Nightshade's mouth.

"Humph! What do you know? I think my brother Qiang killed countless people back then, who have I been afraid of? Even if the ghost sees me, I'm going to run away. Even when I died, I killed more than a dozen devils with my own hands, and my souls were all scattered by me. If it weren't for the fact that the devils in Taoyuan Village were too fierce, Lao Tzu would have been killed a long time ago. Scar Ghost snorted coldly and retorted loudly.

"I'm going to take my words back, but only halfway. You are a man when you are alive, but you have become a bad breed who is afraid of death when you die. ”

Hearing the first half of the night ghost's words, the scar ghost's face softened a little, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his face became even more ugly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the hideous scar looked quite terrifying.

"Humph! Stinky boy, don't think that if you have some ability, you will have no one in your eyes. If you insist on entering Taoyuan Village, I won't stop you, but you won't be able to enter without me leading the way. If you want me to lead the way, you have to show your skills and let me see! The scar man was also angry after being sarcastically ridiculed, but he didn't lose his mind, he also wanted to take the opportunity to try the night dead's catties, if he really had the ability, he would take him in, and if it was a waste, he would be slaughtered directly.