Under Zhang Ye's inquiry, the White Shadow Female Ghost told the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that their souls were sacrificed by the goddess in the rattle, and they were trained into ghost slaves, and they merged with the rattle and coexisted with each other.

The bell saves the soul, and the bell breaks the soul and dies.

The rattle is their life and their refuge.

If they give up the rattle, they will not be able to live in heaven and earth for long.

Therefore, they will follow Zhang Ye, even if the blood on Zhang Ye's body makes them jealous and afraid.

Zhang Ye secretly scolded the goddess for being despicable and vicious.

To use such despicable means to control ghosts and prevent them from being reincarnated, she is really a mad thief.

Zhang Ye let the two female ghosts get into the bell, put the bell away again, and promised that if there is a chance in the future, he will let them get out of the bell and give them freedom.

Immediately, Zhang Ye chased down the bloodstains left by the goddess.

Zhang Ye expected that the goddess was deeply injured and broke her toes and arms, so she shouldn't be able to escape far.

……

The head of Taoyuan Village, the river temple.

A black shadow crawled on the ground, slow as a snail, leaving a long shadow and bright red blood stains on the ground.

This person was none other than the goddess who had escaped from the mountain.

However, at this time, the goddess has long been unrecognizable.

The cloak was scattered, covered with viscous blood, the pupils were dull, and he was extremely embarrassed, and it was better to say that he was a person than a ghost.

She looked at the river temple in front of her, the corners of her mouth cracked, and a smile was revealed, but the few remaining teeth were also stained blood-red with blood.

"Home, finally home!"

With the last of her strength, the goddess grabbed her bone-like hand into the dirt, and the uninjured leg kicked back hard, dragging her body slowly forward, towards the gate of the river temple.

finally

The goddess's hand touched the threshold.

She spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", her face became whiter, and her body became worse and worse.

It took a long time for the goddess to turn her body over, and she sat on the ground in a daze, her back against the door, her white head hanging slightly, and she gasped for breath.

As for the last step of "entering the door", the goddess seems to have known that she can't do it.

Just sit at the door,

Anyway, it's home.

Habitually raised his right hand to wipe the dirt on his face, but at this time his right hand was empty and gone.

"Huh!"

The goddess laughed self-deprecatingly: "If you walk at night for a long time, you will meet ghosts, but I didn't expect that I have been crisscrossing Taoyuan Village for decades, and today I will capsize in the gutter!" ”

"Unwilling!"

"It's okay if it's someone else, but why is it Zhang Erlang, who has suffered a thousand cuts?"

The unwillingness of the goddess comes from Zhang Ye.

In the eyes of the goddess, Zhang Ye is a person who should die, a weak chicken who will burp at any time even if he is alive, and he has never been taken into account.

But such an inconspicuous little person made her so embarrassed, made her break her toes and missing arms, and made the last part of her life so difficult.

It really shouldn't be!

"Ahem!"

Streams of blood spilled out of her mouth with the sound of the goddess coughing.

She used the Hundred Ghost Banner that had not yet taken shape, and it was already easy to be attacked by evil ghosts, but now that the white ghost was beheaded in half, her soul and heart were hit several times, and it was not easy to be able to hold a breath.

However, her face was extremely hideous, and she sneered: "Zhang Erlang, even if I die, what if I die? You won't have a good time either, how does it taste to be devoured by a white ghost? Is it uncomfortable? ”

"You're still going to die, die before me, hahaha!"

Laughing madly, coughing frantically, spurting blood frantically, the goddess has fallen into a state of madness that returns to the light.

"Old thief, it seems that the heavens do not fulfill people's wishes!"

"Your wish has been disappointed."

In the dark night, Zhang Ye's cold voice suddenly sounded.

"What?"

The goddess was startled, looked up and looked in the direction where the voice came from, only to see a cluster of lights not far away, which was the light from her marquee, and now it had fallen into Zhang Ye's hands.

Outside the light, a shadow stretched out slender and slender, and the shadow was also embarrassed, with scattered hair and broken clothes.

On closer inspection, the man ......

Who is Erlang if it's not Zhangjiaerlang?

The goddess was frightened, Rao couldn't have imagined that Zhang Ye would be able to survive in the Hundred Ghost Flags.

This can't be!

The Hundred Ghost Banner came from her hand, and she knew how powerful it was.

The goddess raised her limp hand, pointed at Zhang Ye, and said in a fierce voice: "Zhang Erlang, you, you...... How is it still alive? ”

Zhang Ye stepped forward slowly and snorted coldly: "You old thief hasn't hit the road yet, how dare I die alone?" ”

The goddess's throat trembled: "You, you...... Is it a human or a ghost? ”

Zhang Ye came to the goddess, squatted down, and said, "When I went home, I couldn't even enter the door, isn't it desperate and helpless?" ”

The goddess glared at each other wickedly.

Zhang Ye carried an axe, split the lock on the door with an axe, and kicked the door open with another kick.

Inside the house, the sculpture of the river god is condescending, overlooking all living beings.

"Don't you believe in the god of the river? Aren't you calling yourself the messenger of the river god? ”

Zhang Ye pointed to the sculpture of the river god, and said in a fierce voice: "If I split you in front of the river god, what do you think?" ”

The goddess gritted her teeth, pointed at Zhang Ye and said, "Er, you dare, the river god will not let you go!" ”

"Whoa!"

Zhang Ye turned around and slashed down with an axe towards the goddess's outstretched arm.

"Ah!!h

A terrible scream rang out in the dark starry night.

Since then, both of the goddess's arms have been slashed, and only the upper body is left with a rickety and thin main torso.

It's cruel.

But for some reason, Zhang Ye felt a sense of resentment in his heart.

Thinking of the dozens of children who were killed by the goddess over the years, the families that were forced to be separated from their wives and their families were ruined, Zhang Ye felt that the goddess should not die so easily, it would be too cheap for this old thief.

It should be cut off from the flesh and skin of the body with a knife, pick out the tendons and tendons, and cut off the bones...... Let her also taste what it means to be in pain, to die, to live.

"Zhang Erlang, you, you can't die well!"

Zhang Ye responded with a sneer, took out the goddess's hundred ghost flags, and said, "Don't you like to play ghosts?" Let you taste what it is like to be ghosted. ”

When the goddess saw the hundred ghost flags, she immediately shouted hoarsely: "This, no, no...... Zhang Erlang, put it away, put it away! ”

The Hyakki Banner is the thing of the goddess, and her natural way is that the Hundred Ghost Banner is powerful.

If she is haunted by white ghosts, then her soul will be worn out.

Rather than being devoured by a white ghost, she would rather be hacked to death by Zhang Ye with an axe at this time.

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

"Fresh, delicious, and steaming!"

Smelling the smell of blood, countless powerful ghosts flew out of the hundred ghost flags and pounced on the goddess.

With the move he used on Zhang Ye before, he copied it again on the goddess.

However, Zhang Ye has the blood in his body to restrain the ghosts and ghosts, and he can escape the catastrophe, but the goddess is not as lucky as Zhang Ye.

"Ah, go away, get out of here!"

"Ah, Zhang Erlang, take them in quickly!"

"Help me, save me!"

“……”