All the ghosts in the house, after seeing me pinch and explode the Qing Dynasty male ghost in front of me, were all frightened, and exclaimed.

Wu Jing was even more dumbfounded, staring at me in disbelief.

But Lao Mo and I are like people who have nothing to do.

In the ghost life we dealt with, this old ghost of the Qing Dynasty is obviously the kind that is very easy to deal with.

Looking at the smoke in front of him, the male ghost of the Qing Dynasty who dissipated.

Although it is not very fierce, it should be able to add some lamp oil to yourself to prolong your life.

I paid attention to the purple bone vine on my wrist.

Strangely, I'm killing this male ghost hand.

I didn't see any "white qi" or "white flower" submerged into the purple bone vine.

Even, the Jushou inscription inside the purple bone vine was not triggered......

You know, this doesn't make sense.

Whether it is the ghost longevity money in the past, or the purple bone vine bracelet now.

Every time I kill the Sneaky, the Jushou inscription engraved on it will be triggered.

This is tied to my birthday.

Whether it's those ghosts killed in the soul ghost, or those ghost slaves killed in the Black Devil Palace, or the red-skinned fire ghost killed in the second factory.

Every time he kills, the sneaky and evil death is more or less, and Bai Hua will disappear in a flash.

But only this time, it didn't.

The thought of this made my brow furrow instantly.

Strange, unreasonable.

That means there's a problem.

Lao Mo obviously didn't notice the abnormality, and at this time, he looked around the entire inner hall and said coldly:

"Old Qin!

What to do with this group of little devils?

In my opinion, none of these ghosts are good.

Slaughtered all of them, add lamp oil to you? ”

But my mind is not here.

These little ghosts are just some wandering ghosts.

To kill or not to kill, it doesn't mean much.

It's not a ghost, and it doesn't add much oil......

What I'm more concerned about is the male ghost of the Qing Dynasty who was pinched by me, and the Jushou rune didn't trigger this matter.

There are only two reasons why this is the case.

First, my purple bone vine longevity bracelet is broken, and the longevity inscriptions inside are invalid.

Therefore, there is no way to absorb the sneaky life.

Second, the male ghost of the Qing Dynasty did not die at all.

Because I didn't die, I couldn't get the Onishou lamp oil.

It is clear that I do not believe in the first.

My purple bone vine has only been made for a few days, and it was carefully made for me by my uncle.

The purple bone vine is tough, and the knife is constantly chopping.

It's broken in a few days? Absolutely impossible.

I don't know why, though, but what tricks or tricks the devil used.

And the answer is obvious.

The ghost didn't die, he fled, and it disappeared before our noses......

With such an idea.

I immediately responded:

"Leave the small ones alone. The old ghost of the Qing Dynasty doesn't seem to be dead yet.

Under our noses, I don't know how to slip away! ”

As I spoke, I lifted the peachwood sword and walked directly to the two strong ghosts of the Qing Dynasty who could not live as long as they died.

When Lao Mo heard this, he was stunned on the spot:

"No, not dead?

Didn't you pinch him to the point just now?

It's all watching! ”

Lao Mo was also puzzled.

What I see with my eyes is the same as Lao Mo.

But rational judgment tells me that the eye deceives us:

"The purple bone vine didn't collect a little ghost longevity, so the old ghost of the Qing Dynasty, what means did he ......?"

My tone froze.

At the same time, he picked up the peachwood sword and came to the two strong ghosts of the Qing Dynasty.

One is about to be gone, and he is extremely weak.

The other was so badly hurt that it was difficult to get up.

I was carrying a peachwood sword, and without saying a word, I stabbed the sword into the body of the Qing Dynasty strong man who was dying.

I'm going to do an experiment with him and determine what I'm thinking.

When the dying demon saw me stabbing him, his face was full of horror:

"No, don't ......"

Before I finished speaking, I didn't hesitate to stab a sword at the ghost gate.

The sound stopped abruptly.

The body exploded with a "bang", the smoke curled, and the soul flew away.

This time, however, I saw a wisp of white blossom, which was sucked into the purple bone vine in the smoke.

My eyes narrowed.

"Sure enough! I was right. ”

Then he turned around and looked at Lao Mo Dao:

"Old Mo, I can now be sure that the old ghost of the Qing Dynasty is not dead.

Let him somehow escape.

But it's definitely around here.

You take the bag, take these little ghosts, and don't let any of them go.

After a while, use the finger compass to check the evil qi. ”

I spoke quickly.

As soon as Lao Mo heard this, his face instantly sank.

But the two of us cooperate tacitly, and Lao Mo also believes in my judgment.

He didn't hesitate or pause.

From the tool bag, he directly pulled out a linen bag with Yin and Yang gossip drawn.

This pocket looks ordinary, but every piece of twine in it is specially made.

According to the way of the eight trigrams and nine palaces, it is woven with one hand and one hand.

You can trap ghosts, you can cover ghosts, you can pretend to be ghosts.

Lao Mo carried his pocket and looked at the more than 100 little ghosts in the house.

Those little ghosts are all some wandering ghosts and wild ghosts who are not in the stream, and eighty percent of them were attracted by the old ghosts of the Qing Dynasty and gave him free long-term work.

Basically, there is no way, just filling the head, pretending to be a gambler, and confusing those living people.

Here, it's just bullying ordinary people.

Facing us at this moment, it is really not enough to see.

Lao Mo glared angrily, and the five elements were coercive, which frightened these ghosts and made them tremble and panic.

Old Mo opened the bag and shouted at these ghosts:

"If you don't want to die, get in at once.

Otherwise, don't blame the poor and you're welcome......"

As Lao Mo spoke, his whole body was shaken.

The strong coercion made these little ghosts frightened and seriously threatened their lives.

Between life and death, a ghost soon made a choice.

"The way, the way, the way, I go in......"

A bald middle-aged male ghost spoke.

Taking a step forward, his body turned into a white mist and burrowed into the bag.

There are those who take the lead, and there are those who follow the trend immediately.

"I—I'll go in too!"

"I'm the chief of the road, I'll go in too!"

“……”

For a while, the entire hall of the underworld building was "whirring" in the wind.

Those little ghosts, under the deterrence of Lao Mo, turned into a puff of white smoke and burrowed into the Qiankun bag.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of ghosts filled the bag.

Lao Mo looked at the bulging bag, pulled it with his hand, and then took out the hemp rope and tied it.

Take out the charm and stick it on the mouth of the bag.

threw it to the nervous Wu Jing:

"You take these little imps well.

Go back and clean them up, don't let them get out. ”

Wu Jing subconsciously stretched out his hand, but his face turned pale with fright.

But he still nodded in agreement:

"Good, good!"

While talking, because he was too nervous, he dropped the Qiankun bag on the ground.

Maybe there are too many ghosts.

Faintly, you can still hear the ghost inside making a sound like "ouch".

Lao Mo didn't care, but quickly took out a compass.

The Finger Sha Compass has some differences from the ordinary Feng Shui Bagua Plate.

There are some more special inscriptions.

Through special techniques, you can use the pointer to identify the source of evil qi in a small area around you that is difficult to detect.

In the past, the master and the uncle had done it.

In the past, the Tao was too low to be used, but now it is no longer a problem.

When Lao Mo collected the little ghost and took out the compass.

I have come to the second strong ghost of the Qing Dynasty, and I have seen that ghost is seriously injured and weak.

Without a trace of mercy, a sword pierced him in the leg.

Ghost blood splattered.

The ghost was in pain, covered his thighs, and screamed loudly:

"Ahh......h

I looked at him coldly and asked fiercely:

"Tell me, where did your shopkeeper go?"