Zhu Tian's spell is not strong, but it is calculated that his cultivation is tens of thousands of years, and in this era of declining vitality, it is difficult for ordinary Daomen monks to catch up with him.

After experimenting with more than a dozen different talismans in a row, Zhu Tian gradually calmed down and began to draw talismans one by one, the principle of talismans is ever-changing, the beginning and end of the heart is the foundation of the talisman, each talisman is a formation intertwined in it, and finally forms a special talisman to produce different effects.

Some talismans need to be written in one stroke, while some talismans are a combination of several runes, and most of the talismans in Zhu Tian's hand are aimed at zombies and ghosts, and it is relatively easy to write.

However, in two hours, Zhu Tian had already written hundreds of talismans, and he felt that the more he wrote, the better the talismans, and he even planned to learn some high-end talismans to write and buy them in the same body, maybe he could make a little money.

After the writing of the talisman ended, Zhu Tian looked at the glutinous rice that had been soaked in a jar next to him for two hours, he took out a gold brick in his hand and rubbed it hard, and the gold brick formed a puff of gold powder and fell into the glutinous rice, he quickly stirred to make the white glutinous rice stained with a layer of gold powder, and then conveniently collected all the gold flour glutinous rice in the warehouse.

Glutinous rice is used to deal with zombies, and the power of glutinous rice with gold powder will increase tenfold, and after completing the preparation, Zhu Tian looked at the time and it was not yet dark, so he walked into the restaurant in Maoshan Town.

After a little investigation in the restaurant, there is a big play in the theater at the entrance of the town tonight, but it is a play specially performed for ghosts, and the people of the entire Maoshan Town will not watch it

"Knock Knock Knock"

The sound of gongs, drums and singing in the theater was extremely lively, but there were only two people watching, one of them was gnawing on sugar cane with a thin pot lid, and the other had made a stool to sit on and eat melon seeds.

The head of the pot looked around while gnawing on sugar cane, and after watching for a while, he saw a young man next to him eating melon seeds and watching a play, and he muttered:

"I knew that no one was watching the show, so I wouldn't have to stand in the front row."

The person who watched the play was Zhu Tian, he glanced at the windy theater and smiled:

"Well, what the little brother said is, you see that in order to watch the play early, I didn't even move the bench."

The pot lid said with a smile:

"Oh, my name is Wencai, eldest brother's surname?"

"Zhu Tian." Zhu Tian replied.

Just as they were talking, a gust of wind blew open the curtain of the theater, and the red-faced Wusheng on the stage suddenly saw that there were two living people watching the play in the audience, and he hurriedly waved to the two, but Wen Cai, the head of the pot lid, actually slapped and slapped it.

Zhu Tian turned his fingers and turned the mantra in his mouth, and then a faint white light flashed in front of his eyes, and when he opened his yin and yang eyes, Zhu Tian looked around, and hundreds of figures with dark blue eyes and white skin stood behind them watching the play, but their eyes looked extremely unwilling and entangled.

On the final platform, four men with weapons stared at the group of people, as if they had no interest in the drama on stage.

Zhu Tian came here just to watch the play, and absolutely did not interfere with other things, looking at so many ghosts and the four ghosts who suddenly appeared, he shook his head and watched the play while eating melon seeds.

At this moment, a female ghost walked out of the group of ghosts, and when she saw Zhu Tian, who was quite handsome, she leaned on him with joy in her eyes, and with a wipe of her hands, she planned to lock Zhu Tian with yin qi, but how strong Zhu Tian's cultivation is, even if he doesn't defend at all, he will exude the aura of a strong man, not to mention that there is also a formless human emperor qi in his body, and as soon as the female ghost approached Zhu Tian, a golden light directly drew her upside down.

The screams of the female ghosts were only heard clearly by the ghosts, and the head of the pot lid only heard a faint ghost howl, and he looked around and continued to gnaw on the sugar cane without seeing anyone else.

The ghosts were frightened away from him by the golden light coming out of Zhu Tian's body, and at this moment, behind the curtain of the theater, a man in his forties with a single eyebrow and a young man in his twenties were watching this scene curiously.

There were grapefruit leaves on the brows of these two people, and the young one saw that the female ghost was bounced away by Zhu Tian's golden light, so he turned around curiously and asked:

"Master, didn't you say that the female ghost was going to hang people? How did I meet that person and actually bounce off directly. ”

The middle-aged man shook his head and said:

"Protecting the body and protecting the divine light, he is either rich and noble or a good person of all ages, but he doesn't look like him, but there is a trace of disdain between his eyebrows, it is estimated that he knows that there are ghosts around, is he a fellow believer?"

This middle-aged man is called Uncle Nine in Maoshan Town, but his name is extremely enchanting Lin Fengjiao, the young man is his eldest disciple Liu Qiusheng, and he also has some mana, but he is greedy and loves to provoke right and wrong, and Uncle Nine can only wipe his ass at any time.

There are few people in the world who have the aura of the human emperor in Zhu Tian, and the legend has it that the three emperors and the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor have it, and there are even fewer people who know this kind of aura.

Seeing that Zhu Tian had a protective divine light, Lin Jiu was not worried about the impact of those ghosts around him on Zhu Tian, but Wen Cai, who was still gnawing on sugar cane not far from Zhu Tian, was taken by the female ghost again, she cautiously walked to Wen Cai's side, her hands touched Wen Cai's neck for a while, and a cyan aura was tied to Wen Cai's neck.

Seeing that Wen Cai was tied up, Lin Jiu hurriedly said to Qiusheng:

"You hurry up and go in and bring Wen Cai out, otherwise he will follow these ghosts into the ghost gate, if he goes in, he will never be able to come out again."

Qiusheng frowned and muttered:

"Your mana is profound, why don't you go?"

It is said that master and apprentice are like father and son, but this Qiusheng has always been neither big nor small, and Maoshan has a strange habit, that is, to protect the short, this Lin Jiu is extremely doting on the two apprentices, even if he causes any trouble, he will solve it, if it is in other sects, Qiusheng's disciple will either be expelled from the master a long time ago, or he will have his leg broken a long time ago.

This Lin Jiu is still right, if his senior brother Shi Jian doesn't know who he secretly gave birth to a son with but he doesn't dare to publicize it, but he is accepted as an apprentice by his side, and he is arrogant and doting, then he can be regarded as the head of Maoshan Mountain.

Qiusheng didn't talk nonsense with Lin Jiu, Lin Jiu wrapped a red thread around Qiusheng's hand, and said with a smile:

"It's because of my profound mana that those ghosts will run around as soon as I go out, you go quickly, remember where to pull Wen out."

Qiusheng reluctantly walked into the theater, and when he walked to Wencai's side, he signaled:

"Wencai, the master called us."

Wen Cai reluctantly said:

"Such a beautiful play, why did you go back so early, you see so many people around, I finally occupied a front row." (To be continued.) )