Li Deqing bent down and rushed away.

The leper stopped until his figure was completely gone, and then he entered the compound.

With excitement, the leper's hand to open the door trembled a little, and with every step he took, the secret was closer to him.

The front hall was the only place they could set foot in, and the leper looked at the chair in front of the hall, and kicked it over without getting angry.

The leper continued to walk back, with a dazzling array of fruits, neatly folded bedding, and a burning candlestick.

Li Deqing has been out! The leper looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, since these things can appear in this ghost place, there is only one possibility!

The leper was extremely shocked.

For more than ten years, I have been trapped here without anyone or ghosts, and I have long lost my thoughts about the outside world.

But now the opportunity seems to be right in front of you.

The leper hurriedly pushed open the last door.

A smell of decay full of age came to my face.

There was a coffin in the house, and there was nothing but this coffin.

Lepers are not stupid, Li Deqing's urine is so big, and the real good things must be in it.

Laboriously removing the coffin board, the first thing that caught my eye was a small gold medal, about the size of the wooden card.

The number '2' is written on it.

The leper put it in his mouth and bit it, leaving a faint tooth mark, which was golden.

Put away the gold medal and then looked down at the person in the coffin, the leper was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, only to feel that his liver and gall were broken, how could this be!

On the other side, Li Deqing's speed was extremely fast, leaving deep cracks on the stone slab with every step.

Before he reached the place where the leper had pointed, he saw a man leaning against the wall.

Li Deqing slowed down, he was sure that this person was his target.

Liu Fusheng said sarcastically: "You, the emperor of the soil, are really cold, and you have to come with your own legs when you are in a hurry." ”

Li Deqing ignored it, he urgently needed to purge the intruders and restore the place to its former peace.

rushed over and rounded his fist, and Li Deqing took the lead.

The punch style was a little strange, Liu Fusheng didn't dare to slack off, his feet were staggered back and forth, and he saw the opportunity to use his weak palm to reduce the power of his punch, and then threw it out at a faster speed.

After the whole process, Liu Fusheng did not move a single step, and only four taels were enough to move the momentum of a thousand catties.

Li Deqing smashed into the house like a cannonball.

Isn't this Wang Baquan?

Empty and powerful, without any rules, Liu Fusheng pouted, in his opinion this is a lucky fool.

Li Deqing dusted off the dust on his body, stood up like no one else, and rushed over again.

Liu Fusheng turned sideways to avoid it, raised one leg, and twisted his body greatly.

As if splitting Huashan, a powerful leg roared and smashed into his neck.

Li Deqing's face made a dull sound when it came into contact with the stone slab.

Liu Fusheng took the opportunity to stomp down.

The slate shattered in response, and Li Deqing's head sank deep into the dirt, and there was no movement for a while.

Liu Fusheng's right hand quickly drew the technique on his back.

"Detention Spirit!"

Li Deqing's soul slowly emerged.

Different from the methods of Taoist priests, warlocks have a unique method of curing ghosts.

Taoist priests emphasize the suppression of filth and evil spirits, ask the gods to subdue the demons, seal their form with talismans, and cross their roots with Taoism.

And the warlock cultivates the secret method of the five elements, absorbs the essence of heaven and earth to refine the divine form, and is better at starting from the soul, but whenever he shoots the ghost thing, the form and spirit are often destroyed.

As Liu Fusheng's right hand was lifted upward, Li Deqing's soul showed a look of pain, and the howl was endless.

"Tell me, where is the location of the ghost mother?"

"What the hell, I don't know!" Li Deqing's voice trembled.

Liu Fusheng was not angry when he heard this, and a flame gathered from his fingertips, burning his soul.

Heart-rending roars.

When he ran out of strength to scream, Liu Fusheng withdrew the flames and continued to stare at him.

"I haven't heard of the ghost mother at all, it's useless for you to torture me for as long as you want!"

Liu Fusheng patted his head, and then remembered that a country ghost can't be on the stage, how can he know the ghost mother.

Liu Fusheng asked a different question: "Where is the No. 1 courtyard here?" ”

Li Deqing muttered: "Where is there a No. 1 courtyard, I have traveled to tens of thousands of courtyards, and I have never seen No. 1." ”

"I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin!" Li Deqing took out two silver needles from his arms and inserted them on Li Deqing's temples on both sides.

Gently twisting the silver needle, Li Deqing's body twitched and trembled.

The soul seemed to be unaffected, but it looked a little stupid.

Until the convulsions stopped, Li Deqing's body seemed to be completely lifeless.

The soul also became hollow-eyed, and was godless at the mercy of Liu Fusheng.

Liu Fusheng took out a small white handkerchief, cut his middle finger, and the blood slowly dripped down.

Seeing the blood melt into the handkerchief, Liu Fusheng covered it on Li Deqing's soul.

The handkerchief did not slip off, but wrapped the soul tightly like a shroud, looking extremely demonic.

"I ask, you answer, who are you and why are you here?"

"My name is Li Deqing, and I have been resurrected here after I died." Li Deqing's voice was full of woodenness.

"Where did you get your strength?" Liu Fusheng asked.

"I found a coffin, the coffin has always emitted a dead air, and the more dead air I absorb, the stronger my strength becomes."

Liu Fusheng pondered for a moment and concluded that his power did not come from the ghost mother, but the ghost mother was an innate ghost, and even if he died, it would be impossible to use the human burial method.

"Where's Courtyard No. 1?"

The blood on the handkerchief became thinner and thinner at this time, but Liu Fusheng was obsessed with the problem but did not find it.

"Guess what!" A grim voice came from under the handkerchief, and Li Deqing's arm made the sound of bones breaking one after another, and he twisted it violently.

Grabbing his soul with both hands, he dragged it inward.

Liu Fusheng felt a violent and cold aura on his body, and knew that this was a ghost.

At this time, he can't let him recover his soul, otherwise he will be in a lot of trouble.

The two were like a tug-of-war, pulling Li Deqing's soul and not letting each other go.

At that moment, a figure passed through the air.

Liu Fusheng looked up, a little dumbfounded.

It was a figure that stepped on the corpse and flew over! This unbelievable scene is truly surprising.

I've heard of Edgeworth's flight, but it's the first time I've seen a corpse fly!

Could it be that the old monster in Xiangxi has also entered the ghost lair?

Liu Fusheng felt a trace of anxiety in his heart, and increased the strength in his hand.

"What a shame!" Swallowing Spirit was sullenly trampled at Su Yu's feet.

He and Su Yu also saw the situation on the ground clearly.

But one is to save people, the other is to hunt for treasures, and he didn't stop at all in the spirit of hanging up with nothing to do with himself.

"I want to be a dignified generation of Tianjiao, and I am a seal and a garbage can, and I have to be careful of retaliation when I buy a mobile phone, and now I am even a fucking mount, where will I put my old face when I encounter other devouring spirits in the future!"