Face the ghosts besieging from all directions.

Zhang Zhenren shouted: "Lightning strike."

The talisman flew and the lightning flickered.

More than thirty bolts of lightning flashed out and struck the ghost man.

One hit is not scorched.

The ghost man came running again.

Zhang Zhenren's white beard fluttered, his eyes widened angrily, and he shouted again: "Lightning strike."

Thirty bolts of lightning slashed out and struck the ghost.

Second wound.

The ghost man was completely struck by lightning and fell to the ground, stagnating.

After two consecutive high-intensity lightning strikes, Zhang Zhenren's physical strength began to be exhausted.

Unsteady, his hands on the wooden table.

The short-bearded old man said, "Senior brother, are you okay?"

Zhang Zhenren smiled bitterly: "It's not a big deal, it's just that I used too many lightning strikes, and my physical strength is a little weak, it seems that I am really old."

The long-bearded old man said, "Senior brother, you can rest for a while, and the other ghosts will be handed over to us."

Zhang Zhenren looked at the endless stream of ghosts, frowned, and thought hard: "There are too many ghosts, just rely on our three old bones to fight with them, I'm afraid that if they don't die, we will have to die of exhaustion."

The short-bearded old man sprinkled a handful of beans.

The soybeans dripped, and the white smoke rose, turning into small soldiers, armed with guns and knives, and rushed forward to kill them.

The short-bearded old man asked, "Senior brother, what do you think?"

Zhang Zhenren pondered with his eyes, and said eloquently: "Capture the thief and capture the king first, as long as you find the source and cut it off, then all the ghosts will become rootless trees, water without a source, and the natural earth will collapse and become a climate."

The long-bearded old man said, "But where is the source?" ”

Zhang Zhenren took out a compass from the donkey's cloth bag.

The red hand spun rapidly.

Soon, the pointer stays in one place, pointing to a certain location.

Zhang Zhenren: "Sirius, sitting north and facing south."

Zhang Zhenren pointed to a certain place on the street and shouted, "It's there."

The short-bearded old man said, "Then let's rush out together."

The long-bearded old man said: "The force must be in one place, not blindly exert force, the three of us will exert force together and fight in the same direction."

Zhang Zhenren nodded and said, "That's it."

The three veterans quickly put away the wooden table.

Turn over on the donkey and straddle onto the donkey's back.

The little donkey bleated.

The three donkeys that have been trained in Longhu Mountain have no fear of ghosts.

The short-bearded old man commanded the small soldiers, swarmed up, and rushed forward with a hula.

The long-bearded old man commanded Sun Wukong and the third prince of Nezha, wielding their respective weapons, occupying the middle position, picking off the missing ghosts one by one.

Zhang Zhenren pinched the trick and was ready to be rushed up by ghosts at any time in order to deal with the surprise attack of ghosts.

The three veterans rode donkeys and galloped forward.

The ghosts everywhere they passed were all knocked down by small soldiers, or swept away by Sun Wukong with a stick, or picked up by Nezha with a shot.

Not a single ghost can come close.

The donkey ran on all fours, running forward as fast as it could.

The ghosts in the rear rushed up again, like a tidal wave, regrouping together.

The short-bearded old man threw the beans out of his hand.

Scattering beans into soldiers, blocking the ghosts in the rear.

The three veterans fought and retreated, and finally came to an old town.

All the ghosts were blocked by Sun Wukong, Nezha and a group of small soldiers on the street around the corner behind them.

The old town is quiet here.

There was silence all around.

There doesn't seem to be any ghostly thing.

However, the cyan mist was very thick, as thick as substance.

Zhang Zhenren and the two junior disciples both had solemn faces and looked around vigilantly.

Even the little donkey who sat down screamed uneasily.

The hooves rubbed against the ground, trying to get out of here.

Zhang Zhenren leaned down, patted the donkey's head, and comforted: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

After Zhang Zhenren's reassurance, the donkey gradually calmed down.

Out of nowhere, a gloomy wind blew.

Even the three Dao Masters felt creepy for no reason.

The short-bearded old man looked at the old city, and a trace of worry and jealousy appeared in his eyes, and said: "I'm afraid there is something terrible in it."

The long-bearded elder said: "Indeed, when this yin wind blows, even I feel creepy, a feeling of coldness in my back."

Zhang Zhenren looked at the compass and said, "Since the compass points here, then the source of the ghost should be here, and it can't be wrong."

The short-bearded old man said, "Senior brother, what should we do now? ”

Zhang Zhenren: "Look ahead."

The three Taoist leaders rode donkeys and walked forward slowly.

Fog-shrouded front.

A vague figure was shadowy, unable to see clearly, and was slowly walking towards the three veterans.

The short-bearded old man said vigilantly: "Senior brother, be careful, there seems to be someone ahead."

Zhang Zhenren nodded and said, "I saw it."

The long-bearded old man drew his peachwood sword.

Zhang Zhenren picked up a talisman from his arms, twisted it with two fingers, and the talisman flew over, ready to throw it out at any time.

The short-bearded old man threw out a handful of beans, white smoke rose, and turned into dozens of small soldiers, guarding his side, ready to respond to emergencies.

The figure approached.

I saw that he was wearing a black uniform, black boots, and a police badge hat.

Dressed as a police officer.

The short-bearded old man wondered, "Is this a policeman?" ”

The long-bearded elder shook his head and said, "Something is wrong? ”

SWAT walked over and looked up.

The three veterans frowned, and a common thought emerged in their hearts.

This cop is not human.

SWAT officers have dark blue faces and dark blue eyes.

There is no expression on his face.

The special police officer looked at the three of them, saluted, and said: "The ancestors of Longhu Mountain, don't come to the troubled waters this time, go up the mountain to cultivate with peace of mind, why bother."

Zhang Zhenren: "The person who cultivates the Tao is to eliminate the demons and defend the way, if you don't get rid of the demons, how can you defend the way."

The special police said: "The three of you are old, it is not easy to cultivate, and stepping into a ghost town alone is tantamount to digging your own grave, so let's go back, my lord does not want to be an enemy of Longhu Mountain."

The short-bearded old man shouted: "If you don't want to be an enemy of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, then why do you want to kill so many ordinary people and turn them into ghosts."

A very ugly smile squeezed out of the stiff face of the special policeman, and replied: "Human beings have occupied the earth for too long, so long that they dare to say that man will conquer the sky, and it will be necessary for the king to prosper in five thousand years, it is time to change hands, and no one can stop it."

The long-bearded elder scolded: "Let your bullshit on the horse, what destiny is it, but it's just an excuse put forward by you ghosts."

The special police said: "The rise and fall, the change of dynasties, this is the inevitable result of history, no one can stop it, I hope the three of them will not act against the sky."

Zhang Zhenren: "Teach your leader, I want to talk to him face to face."

The special police said: "Taoists have the power of divination and asking hexagrams, why not divinate a hexagram to verify whether what I say is continued."

Zhang Zhenren was stunned.

The other two are also fluted.