The King of Youdu didn't speculate on my thoughts, nor did he drag the mud and water, and with an order, more than a dozen ghosts floated out of the inn hall!

"The Yellow Springs Inn, since its establishment has been thousands of years, many of them have been here, and some of them have been left behind. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info laymen don't do things inside, this first round, it's up to you to compete! As for the charm, just draw a robbery talisman, whoever can do damage to this old ghost will win!"

As soon as the words fell, the dozen or so ghosts clenched their fists and gave in to each other, as if they were all very confident in their own Taoism.

I raised my eyebrows, I didn't see that there were so many dead Taoist priests in this inn.

On the other side, several shopkeepers walked out of the back kitchen, emptied the first floor in an orderly manner, and began to set up the competition venue.

The hall is very spacious, after the tables and chairs are removed, a huge round wooden platform is placed in the central area, and there are 15 people in this round, a total of 16 long tables are placed, and the extra one is left for the king of Youdu to figure out at close range.

On each long table, there is a corpse oil lamp to calculate the game time.

Empty rune paper, cinnabar, and rune pens are also available.

The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, and there are actually these ghost-subduing magic weapons in a ghost nest?

Of course, as long as you don't have a telekinetic spell to drive it, these things won't work.

Even so, this Huangquan Inn is too strange and evil.

There are two assessment criteria for the charm competition.

One is whether the king of Youdu said that it can hurt him, and the other is the time when the talisman is drawn.

To put it bluntly, it is very simple, it is to compete who in the shortest time, draw the strongest and most effective evil talisman.

Of course, if the corpse oil lamp burns out and no talisman is drawn, it will naturally be equivalent to failing the competition.

Although the dozen or so ghost Taoist priests don't need the stamens on the other side, they will never dare to relax, with the violent temper of the King of Youdu, I am afraid that in this test, the few who lag behind will be devoured by him and turned into ghost dung.

If you don't want to die, you have to work hard and fire on it.

People love to join in the fun, and ghosts are no exception, and during the preparation, the whispers inside and outside the inn are endless.

"Interesting! That kid should be a new ghost, although there is a black and white impermanence cover, but this time it is estimated that he is dead! The mages around the King of Youdu are all first-class veterans before his death, don't be awesome!"

A starving ghost looked at me sympathetically as he ate the bloody food in the store, as if he had expected me to lose miserably, and then die of scum.

"Look at the 7th table, I heard that he used to be a big disciple of the Zhengyi Sect, and it was rare to meet an opponent in the entire cultivation world!"

Hearing this, a young male ghost next to him nodded again and again, he was a mage before he died, and he was a registered disciple of the Longhu Mountain branch, and his mana was not strong, but the gossip was full of wind and water.

There are also some business-minded, brain-slung thieves, find a few dice, find the most convenient position in front of the hall, and shout: "Come on, come on, buy and leave!

Soon, the front of the gambling booth was full of black and oppressive ghosts, and they were chattering and placing bets.

"I buy table 6 and bet 6 strings of money!"

"Lao Tzu's vision has always been accurate, I bet that guy named Gu Hai will win!"

"Are you kidding me? laugh, just by how old he is, and when he is in the sky, he is a rookie mage! Wait to see him make a fool of himself, and then accompany you until death!"

The controversy in the field was in the eyes of the king, and he did not act in the block.

Instead, he smiled and rubbed Bai Hun who was a prostitute, and walked to his judging table and sat down quite expectantly.

Bang Bang!

A gong and drum sounded, and the talisman assessment was about to begin.

More than a dozen Taoist ghosts took the stage one after another, and I gave Black and White Impermanence a reassuring look, and then followed closely.

The big ghosts in the audience stared at the little ghosts, looking at each other, most of them betting, so they were more nervous than the players.

After all, the underworld money is equivalent to a universal currency in the underworld, if there is really 10,000 yuan of underworld money, maybe you can buy Yin Shuai, go away and not be reincarnated, and stay in the underworld on an errand.

I glanced at the assessment table, basically they were all white-haired and long-bearded, old ghosts, and they all had their own attainments in Taoism, so I couldn't help but pay more and more attention to it, and concentrate on preparing for the battle.

There was only one female ghost, quite young, about thirty or forty years old, and when she noticed my eyes, she actually gave me a defiant look and gave me a middle finger.

I, Nima, dare to despise me?

I unceremoniously replied to her two middle fingers, and glanced at her face and Hun with disdain by the way, the meaning is obvious, if you want to look like you don't have a figure, you still have a face to be a ghost, die early and be born early, and reincarnated as a sow are more popular than now.

The female ghost is quite smart, and when she saw this, her head was half split with anger, and her intestines were hanging outside, so she wanted to pounce on me!

Coincidentally, at this time, the corpse oil lamp was lit, and the king of Youdu shouted fiercely: "Okay, the assessment begins!"

The ghosts lifted the talisman pen sharply, held their breath and meditated, recalled the lines of the evil talisman, and began to scratch on the talisman paper with cinnabar.

The female ghost spat viciously and was also eager to get busy.

Maybe it's because I haven't painted for a long time, or maybe it's too nervous, the scene is not as quiet as I imagined, and the situation is full of situations from time to time.

A few of them also scattered cinnabar on the ground, and before they had time to regret it, they were scattered by the impatient palm of the King of Youdu.

With this lesson, the ghosts were even more frightened, cautious, which pen had not moved a few times, but heard a shout from the No. 15 table on the very edge: "Tattooed Fu Cheng, I finished painting!"

Rushing!

Quiet!

Dead Silence!

Then there was an uproar in the whole inn!

Hundreds of ghosts stared sideways at the guy who made the sound, that is, me!

Not shock, but contempt.

"Giggles, it turned out to be a fake old hat! How long has the corpse oil lamp been burning, and in less than a minute, the talisman has been drawn?"

The two ghost prostitutes beside the King of Youdu laughed and couldn't close their legs, and the flowers and branches trembled.

"Do you really think you're going to win soon? I bet that Fu absolutely doesn't have any mana!"

"He knows that he can't do it, so he just breaks the jar and breaks it, damn it, I hate it so much for losing Lao Tzu's money!"

The rest of the demons also laughed at each other.

Even Bai Wuchang grinned, and quietly took out a mourning stick and whispered: "Old Hei, let's go and save Brother Hai later, you hammer a few more with a stick, otherwise we will have to explain here today!"

The King of Youdu glanced at me lazily, then got up and paced back and forth in front of the 15 long tables, laughing arrogantly: "Haha! Boy, it seems that not only can't you get the stamen on the other side, but you can't even save your own life!"

My complexion has remained the same from beginning to end, and my eggs have remained the same.

Clapped his hands and hooked the corners of his mouth meaningfully: "Are you sure?"