July 3, 2015 at 11 a.m. Updated word count 2615

The book continued again, and said that Tang Nyima took a group of people to stay in the small temple, Tang Nyima, the little junior sister, Old Man Ye, Uncle Fang and the fat senior brother went into the temple to rest, and the rest of the people lit a fire on the top of the mountain to cook.

The hanged and starved ghosts should be afraid of the sun as ghosts, but since they were reheated by the manhole cover, sunbathing is not a problem now.

Qing'er in the temple hammered Old Man Ye's back, and when several people were laughing, they saw Lao Daokou foaming at the mouth and rushing into the temple in a hurry, shouting at Don Nyima: "You hurry up and tie up this goods, and then let him force me to force me, return the gold, and give me all the go!" I saw that Lao Dao was followed closely behind Xie Wuxian, and his mouth kept asking like a machine gun: "Dao Master, tell me quickly, Dao Ke Dao, very Dao, what kind of Tao is this, is it a righteous way or an evil way, a big road or a small way?" I don't know what's going on here, do you know what? You don't know what the you're doing?"

The old Daokou spurted blood, and Don Nyima hurriedly shouted, "Keep someone under your mouth, and let him live!" Xie Wuxian stood up: "Received!" Hearing the word "to", Lao Dao rolled his eyes and turned his back to anger. After everyone pinched and fed water, Lao Dao woke up slowly, looked at Don Nyima and said weakly: "Don't say anything, hurry up and eat, hurry up and sleep, if you don't leave tomorrow morning, I'll leave!"

In the blink of an eye, the sun set in the western mountains, the night climbed into the sky, looked around and couldn't find where the moon was, the breeze blew gently and made everyone cold, Don Nyima said secretly: "It's a good month of dark wind and high murder night!" A ghost fire floated in the distance, and a voice came from miles away, as if it were in the ear, "Old Dao Chief, for hundreds of years, you and I have not interfered with the river water, and the human race has become extinct, what is the use of you rescuing a few Tiannan royal families, hand over people to this king, and this king will leave immediately, and never stay!" As soon as the words fell, the ghost fire had arrived in front of the temple, and Don Nyima looked at the red-robed ghost led by him, which turned out to be the goldfish-eyed giant face revealed by the undead canopy last night.

Don Nyima called everyone back in front of the temple to gather together, Lao Dao walked out of the crowd, and said in a loud voice: "Human beings deserve this catastrophe, Dao Ye, I can't stop it, but the Tiannan royal family has a deep relationship with me, you can't move, please go back!" The ghost king's face sank, and he said: "This king needs the royal bloodline to trigger the formation, if you don't make it, you will be the enemy of me, can you think clearly?" The old Taoist smiled and said: "This Taoist master has always done something and not done something, so what's the matter if you fight this skin today!" Don Nyima really wanted to say to Lao Dao at this time, the gold will be returned to me, let's go somewhere else to rest? Why is it so dangerous to find a random mountain, God, you are forcing me to death!

The ghost king let out a rude laugh, which made people feel more cold than the night wind, "Old Zamao, do you think that my ghost clan is afraid of you? This king will let you destroy all your forms and spirits today!

Don Nyima was about to collapse, there were a lot of golden ghost generals on the other side, what should I take? At this time, a ghost general found Xie Tianji from the crowd and scolded: "Xie Tianji, your grandson, went to work for a human boy, you are really embarrassed!" Xie Tianji was also a little anxious, and said loudly, "You know a fart, my boss's domineering aura is scattered and elegant, I am deeply fascinated by it, even if it is for the boss to kill the eighteenth layer of hell!" Talent, thank you Tianzhen for these few sentences that can be sung on the music that simply rhymes, Tianji, the boss will definitely treat you well in the future, and no longer be violent to you......

Seeing that the ghost on the opposite side was about to rush up like a swarm, how could a bunch of bronze rookies on his side be able to resist it, and shouted loudly in a hurry, "Take me a move, heaven and earth net!" Twenty manhole covers are like phantoms fluttering in the sky, instantly forming several purple lines in the air, well, the manhole cover is back, the phantom in the air is broken, and the lines form a large net, and the ghost soldiers and ghosts who rush into the net will all turn into minced meat. The ghost behind was stunned, only to see a flash of purple light, and then there was meat filling everywhere, this kid is not a kitchen god, so he can chop!

With a wave of his hand, Donnyema formed a death sewer array between humans and ghosts (each level was multiplied by two for each level of Gaizhong'er (each level was raised). There are close ghosts even if their feet are floating in the air, the manhole cover still cocks a slit to suck it in, and the thousands of ghosts pressed by the black pressure have bronze, gold and even platinum, and they even look at the open space in front of them neatly and dare not take half a step beyond the thunder pool.

At this time, a ghost general took out a porcelain bottle, opened the mouth of the bottle, buzzed and flew out of a piece of insects, and the voice of Lao Dao was anxious in the air: "It's a corpse worm, quickly release the three flavors of real fire!" Don Nyima really wants to give the old man a manhole cover, and he also three flavors of real fire, I only know the six flavors of Dihuang pills! Listening to the screams of a few Ziyun disciples in the front row, his whole body was instantly gnawed by corpse insects, Tang Nyima hurriedly sent the little junior sister and others into the manhole cover, and he also got into it, and at the same time, his mind moved, and those who were not hit by the corpse insects were also taken in, and when he looked outside, more than a dozen Ziyun disciples had turned into white bones.

The ghosts saw that the hundred and ten people were gone, and they didn't think much about it, they were about to fly into the temple to check it out, only to hear the screams of ahh The ghost king in the air stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on the side of his mouth, and shouted "go", all the ghosts came and went quickly, and a gust of wind seemed to run away, and there were only more than ten skeletons and corpse insects still attached to it in front of the temple.

Don Nyima took back the lid in the cover, and then summoned all the ghost soldiers and ghost generals, found the one who took the porcelain bottle, and asked the name Wang Fugui, who was gold 3, the ghost warlock, and ordered him to put away the corpse worms, and then send the other ghosts back to the book of life and death, leaving only Xie Tianji and Wang Fugui to accompany him. In the sky, the old way slowly fell, his right eye was black, and at first glance, he was punched by the ghost king. Lao Dao circled around Don Nyima a few times, hehe Yile, and said: "Dao Ye, I really looked away, I turned out to be a master! I just want to pounce back to save you from being beaten!" Don Nyima said in his heart that by the time you came, we would have all died a long time ago.

Lao Dao suddenly remembered something, and he frowned a little, grabbed Don Nyima's sleeve, and said, "Little brother, Dao Ye has something to ask for." "A flick of the sleeves of the robe, a dozen people fell, although the clothes are a little messy, but between the gestures are full of grace and luxury, one of them wears a purple and gold crown with a bundle of hair, wearing a bright yellow Kowloon robe, slender figure, hands over the knees, although in a different place, but the face is full of light, without fear, a good look of the emperor!

Lao Dao continued: "Dao Master, I urgently need to go back to the master to discuss important matters, this is a long way to go, I can't carry these mortals, I look at you seems to have something else, hundreds of people can be pretended, please little brother can accompany me to take these royal bloodlines on a journey?" Don Nyima's eyes lit up, and he was worried that he had nowhere to stay, wouldn't it be good if he could hide in the old Taoist sect for a year and a half, and wait for the peace in the world to come out again? Don Nyima pretended to hesitate, and Lao Dao quickly took out a golden stone from his arms and said: " This high-grade spirit stone should be regarded as the reward of the little brother."

Saying that there was no need, Don Nyima's sleeves had already rolled up the spirit stone, "Okay, I'll accompany Dao Ye on a walk, and by the way, I will go to Guixian Mansion to visit the door." Lao Dao arched his hand and said, "Tomorrow morning, we will leave and rest early." After that, Lao Dao sat aside and closed his eyes to recuperate, and said no more.

Don Nyima looked at the manhole cover, due to sucking nearly a hundred ghosts, Gai'er had a little left on his body and turned completely brown, picked up the high-grade spirit stone he had just gotten and touched the manhole cover, the spirit stone turned into a golden light and entered Gai'er's body, Don Nyima's unexpected voice sounded again! "Ding Dong! Tianling Gai'er has been upgraded! Xiao Tang, I see that you have a bad complexion, it seems that there will be a bloody disaster in the near future, you can buy insurance and buy it quickly, and it is best to prepare two pieces for the cemetery! The old rule will send you a small poem, ah! Tianling Gai'er ah purple brown, the elixir is so easy!" Don Nyema shuddered, the disaster of blood and light? What the hell is it that you make it clear that I want to avoid it, damn it, you don't have to think about it if something happens to me, I will definitely throw the manhole cover into the dung pit before I die!