What else does Wushuang have to say. The director shook his head: "Two masters." This child is my life, and I can't kill him no matter what. "

The director said very resolutely, and Wushuang and I couldn't persuade him at all. I had to tell him to be careful in everything.

It can be seen that the director attaches great importance to this child, holding him everywhere to ask for immortals and worship Buddhas, I don't know how many amulets I wear, and I don't know how many lanterns I lit in Changming.

Everything has been settled, but unfortunately, we still haven't found the local Taoist priest. It was useless to stay at the director's house any longer. That afternoon, we said goodbye to the director and planned to leave.

The director graciously retained it, and said a lot of good things, but unfortunately, the two of us have made up our minds, and the director has to give up. However, he decided to have a big dinner at the most luxurious hotel in the area and treat the two of us to a meal.

During the banquet, the director smiled when he ate, and the director's wife was also very happy to hold the child. It's just that Wushuang and I are so preoccupied that we don't have the heart to eat at all.

The Midyear Festival is getting closer and closer, and the people we are looking for have no clue, but they are wandering around, delaying a lot of time.

When I came out of the hotel, it was already dark outside.

The director said to us drunkenly: "You two, stay at our house for one night, and tomorrow morning, I will personally send you wherever you want to go." "

Wushuang shook his head: "I want to leave tonight." "

The director looked surprised, then waved his hand, and said with a big tongue: "It's not safe to travel at night, let's go to my house." "

After saying these words, the director began to drag Wushuang. The smell of wine sprayed on Wushuang's face. I saw her frown.

I was secretly worried about the director: "I'm afraid you're going to be unlucky." "

Sure enough, Wushuang punched the director in the stomach. The director immediately screamed in pain, and his whole body bent down, like a shrimp.

Wushuang looked at him with disgust: "Put it clean under your hands." "

Then, she beckoned to me, "Let's go." "

All my belongings are just a peachwood sword and a shroud, and I don't have to go back to the director's house to clean up, so I nodded. And no two-way walk in the other direction.

On the way, we were all discussing with each other, did we do the right thing at the director's house? Is it just?

Wushuang and I couldn't help but feel a little lost. The two of us have the ability, but in the past few days at the director's house, I feel like we have been bought and acted as thugs.

As we were talking, we heard someone shouting for help. The voice was panicked, and it could be heard that this man was terrified.

Wushuang and I followed the sound and looked over, and heard this person running from a distance, shouting nervously: "Help, there are ghosts, help"

Wushuang and I heard that there was a ghost, and as if reflexively, we pulled out our peachwood sword and ran in that direction.

The man was staggering and running, and when he saw me and Wushuang running towards him, he was immediately frightened. Holding his head, he started screaming. Then, he wanted to run into a nearby alley.

But he didn't manage to escape, because Wushuang and I rushed over and grabbed him. I yelled at him, "Don't be afraid, we're not ghosts. It's here to save you. "

The man looked at the two of us suspiciously: "You are not ghosts?" "

I nodded.

At this time, Wushuang sniffed: "What a heavy ghost." "

I turned my head and saw a green-faced and fanged man rushing over at the mouth of the alley. He was wearing white clothes and white pants, and his tongue was more than a foot long.

When I saw this ghost, I actually had an inexplicable urge in my heart. Because this ghost is too standard-looking. It's basically exactly the same as the legendary ghost.

I looked at Wushuang: "I'll help you deal with this ghost, let you see what I'm capable of." "

With that, I rushed over with my peachwood sword and stabbed it into the ghost's heart.

At this time, I heard Wushuang muttering softly behind me, "Something is wrong, the ghost qi doesn't seem to be there." "

This sentence flashed in my mind, and I didn't think about it, and the peachwood sword in my hand was like a dark red lightning bolt, and it was inserted into the ghost's body at once.

The shot is very steady and accurate, and it can be called perfect.

However, my pride didn't last long. The ghost quickly deflated, and then fell to the ground lightly.

It's actually a paper man? What's going on?

I was wondering when I suddenly heard a muffled grunt behind me.

I realized something was wrong and quickly looked back.

Now I saw Wushuang sitting on the ground. And the man in front of her had a peachwood sword stuck in his chest, and he was retreating again and again.

I hurriedly ran over and helped Wushuang up: "What's the matter?" "

Wushuang turned pale, covered his stomach and said, "This kid punched me." He's not human. "

Surprised, I looked up in that direction, and the peachwood sword on the man's chest glowed red. Then his chest began to fester, falling off one by one. Then, the wound grew bigger and bigger, and the man fell to pieces. A few minutes later, he vanished.

I asked Wushuang, "How are you?" "

Wushuang's expression was very painful, and his face was pale: "I'm poisoned and need a place to recuperate." "

I saw that she had been holding her stomach, took her hand away vigorously, and said anxiously, "Let me see." "

After Wushuang let go of her hand, I found that her clothes had a big hole, and the skin underneath had turned black, and the black was clearly a palm print.

Wushuang smiled palely: "It's okay, you can't die." I've been in the coffin shop for so many years, and this corpse poison can't help me, just let me sleep for one night. "

I staggered out of my arms by the help of her. In the distance, I heard the director going crazy in the streets.

I shouted at the other side, "Director, come over here." "

The director was drunk, but this did not affect his hearing. He muttered something. Then he walked over to us.

The director's wife followed him with the child in her arms and smiled at us awkwardly: "I've already called a taxi." Coming right away. "

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Xiao Wang came in a car. Sent us to the director's house.

The director was still babbling, and Wushuang and I didn't pay attention to him at all. Walk quickly to the room and close the door.

Wushuang was lying on the bed, holding a peachwood sword in his hand, which was horizontal across his chest. This posture is exactly the same as when I was in the coffin.

I saw her frowning all the time, lying motionless on the bed, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, walking back and forth in the room.

Suddenly, I heard someone talking outside. One of them said, "Brother, aren't these things we doing a little hurtful?" "

The other said, "Brother, don't be funny, when have you ever seen Tianli?" "

The first one said, "When Master was there, he taught us to do one good thing a day, but I always feel that we are doing one evil thing a day now. "

Another scolded: "Master has long since died, he knows what a fart." Let's take people's money and eliminate disasters for others, brother, can you respect some karma? "

I heard this a little strangely: "What? Someone came to kill the director? "

I was just about to open the door and go out to have a look.

Suddenly, as if a gust of wind blew, the door opened on its own. Then, in front of my eyes, two people walked in through the door.

These two people are fat and thin, and it's funny to get together.

The fat man looked at me, was shocked, and said, "Brother, there is another person here." "

The thin man said calmly, "Don't shout, he can't see us." Hurry up and get to work. Once the girl was done, she went back to sleep. "

I stood there without saying a word, already thinking in my heart: "These two people think I can't see them? Are they ghosts? Who are they going to come in and kill? Kill the unequaled? "

My eyes were fixed on them, and my mind was racing: "Just now they said, take people's money and eliminate disasters for others." Wouldn't anyone hire them? "

As I was thinking, the two of them had arrived at the twin bedside. We're debating how to do it.

I walked over step by step, and felt the peachwood sword in my arms, intending to surprise them from behind.

I was about to make a move when I heard the two men snort. Two steps back.

Then the fat man shouted, "Brother, I ran into hard stubble today." "

The thin man said viciously: "Brother, work harder, it's a big deal to go back and charge more money." "

At this time, I found that Wushuang was already able to sit up from the bed.

No, to be exact, her soul sat up from the bed. Her body was still lying there.

At this time, the fat man quickly took out a rope from his arms, put it on Wushuang's neck, and muttered in his mouth: "Come with me, you." "

Wushuang's head was caught in a rope, and he staggered two steps after the two of them. She struggled hard, but the two of them, one fat and one thin, one pulled the rope and the other drove behind, and immediately suppressed Wushuang.

When I saw this, I made a decisive move and stabbed the fat man with a sword.

The fat man took a step forward, then looked back at me, and was shocked: "Brother, he can see us." "

The thin man said viciously, "I have seen it." You hold this woman, and I'll deal with him. "

Then I saw the thin man pull out a peachwood sword from his bosom, similar in style to mine.

I was stunned for a moment: "This kid also has a peachwood sword?" "

When I was wondering, a red light flashed, and the peachwood sword had already attacked.

I subconsciously swung my sword to block it. Then he hurriedly stepped back.

However, the kung fu under this thin man's hands is very hard. The peachwood sword in his hand seemed to be flowing water, attacking in a steady stream.

At first, I was able to block left and right. After a few minutes, he was completely in a situation of being beaten passively, and if he was not careful, he would be pierced with a transparent hole.

At this moment, a soft cry sounded in the room: "Don't move. Otherwise, I'll kill this fat man. "

The thin man stopped.

At this time, I saw the soul of Wushuang holding a peachwood sword in his hand, the tip of the sword against the fat man's throat.