Because the paper leader is dead, we just thought the spell was invalid.

Huang Mao took the spear and tentatively picked it.

As a result, the spell still had an effect, shaking the yellow hair away again.

But this time there was preparation, only slightly shocked.

Therefore, I still took out the lighter and burned it with fire.

But with fire, it's a lot smoother.

The spell that had always been unlit before, this time it was easily ignited.

As the flame burned, the spell burst into bursts of green light.

Until the charm is burned, the cinnabar charm engraved on both sides of the stone wall.

It's as if it's melting, and the color fades automatically.

Limit the power of the demons and disappear naturally.

"You can all come out, grab some paper money, and let's go!"

After saying that, I threw all the paper money in my bag into the sky.

The paper money was scattered all over the place.

When the ghosts heard this, they all tentatively walked forward, little by little, and stretched out their hands.

When they found out that the ban had really been lifted, they all cheered excitedly.

"It's lifted, it's really lifted, we can go, we can go."

"Thank you, thank you!"

"Benefactor, thank you, thank you."

“……”

These ghosts rushed out one after another, more than a hundred.

They may be scared of being locked up, and as soon as they are released at this time, they will be excited and constantly thankful.

At the same time, he reached for the dark coins on the ground.

Among them, there are two husband and wife old ghosts, and they knelt down directly to me and Huang Mao to express their gratitude.

But I helped me up.

It's actually really nice to be thanked.

Even if the other party is not a human, it is a ghost.

Gradually, I found that this profession is quite good.

Not only can you learn skills, but you can also get the respect of others and do something very meaningful.

Of course, the only downside is that it is too dangerous.

Fighting for your life.

But my life? Yangshou was stolen twenty years ago.

If I can live now, I borrowed my life.

Danger may not be a big deal to me, is it?

At this moment, these were on my mind.

The yearning for this profession has become much more determined.

This time, it was a fluke that we were able to save so many ghosts.

The biggest credit is still Sister Bai.

Without her, we'd all have to finish the fun, let alone get things done.

After a while, all the ghosts ran out.

There is only one ghost left, Cheng Zhuang.

Sixteen or seventeen, but this ghost is the same age as me and Huang Mao.

"Cheng Zhuang, this is your debt contract, and there is also a penalty note, you can take a look, and then read it out and sign it."

Cheng Zhuang nodded with a smile and said:

"Okay, okay, I'll sign it, I'll sign it."

After speaking, he read out the contents of the penalty note, signed it, and pressed the black yin mud.

Finally, it's done.

Huang Mao and I both became unusually happy and excited.

As long as Cheng Zhuang is sent back, the task is completed.

Just thinking about it, I feel a little excited.

I checked the cave and there was nothing in the broken cave.

Therefore, I just left here.

According to the rules, Cheng Zhuang was still tied to the fairy rope.

But Cheng Zhuang did not reject it at all, and thanked me and Huang Mao all the way.

We also learned some basic information about him from the mouth of this debtor Cheng Zhuang, as well as some information about the paper chief.

Cheng Zhuang said that he was buried here after his death.

But he was reluctant to let his parents go, so from time to time, he would float back around the village and look at his parents' family from a distance.

But the two years passed quickly.

In the mouths of other ghosts, he knew about borrowing Yin Shou.

I went to our museum to borrow Yin Shou.

But half a month ago, the paper chief came to this old yin slope and began to catch ghosts on a large scale.

also set up a formation, and captured the entire old yin slope, about more than 200 ghosts.

Then he was locked up in a cave.

This guy, every night, catches one or two to eat.

Sometimes, they will also cast spells on those ghosts and so on.

In half a month, more than 100 ghosts died, and the rest of the ghosts were afraid of this guy.

Until we showed up and saved them.

Hearing this, Huang Mao and I fell silent.

More than 100 ghosts, but also more than 100 lives.

But the demon road is really damned.

If this demon path is allowed to continue, he may be able to catch one of our dead relatives in the vicinity.

Let him eat it, or put a curse, and finally his soul will be gone.

But the ability of the paper chief, we have all seen it today, and the strength is very strong.

A paper figure stand-in, just so fierce.

If the real body is here, then what is it?

It's not like I'm up to me with Yellow Fur.

This matter can only continue to be reported.

We also have to continue to work hard and learn more skills.

When we got down the hill, we got on our motorbikes and headed to the city.

Tossing all night, I'm already hungry.

Had a barbecue at a roadside stall, it was nothing.

Just let the boss set up three bowls, and Huang Mao and I talked to the vacant seat from time to time, so that the barbecue stall owner looked at us like a psychopath.

Before leaving, he took two bottles of Lao Baigan with him, and then returned to the funeral home.

When we got to the door, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

The blind man, as usual, listened to the little song very leisurely.

Listening to me and Huang Mao coming back, he opened the window of the security booth with a smile and stared at us with broken white eyes:

"How is it, the old man's grasshopper is good, right?"

Hearing this, Huang Mao and I both smiled helplessly.

The blind uncle noticed the emotions of the two of us, and was stunned for a moment:

"What, doesn't it work?"

After listening to this, Huang Mao replied directly:

"Blind man, it's easy to use, it's just not good enough.

If it weren't for Brother Xu's protection, we would have been gone. ”

Huang Mao has already decided that Sister Bai is the immortal family of my family, so he has this to say.

But this statement is not true.

The only difference is that I'm not a disciple.

Although Sister Bai is a demon, she didn't open her mouth.

It's not my family who is protecting, she is only protecting me.

Because the two of us have been "blood relatives", in a sense, she is my "fiancée".

The blind man was shocked:

"What the hell is going on, what has happened?

I'll give you two grasshoppers.

To deal with those small characters, it should be more than rubbing.

How could it alarm the fairy on Xiao Xu's body......"

The blind uncle didn't bother, the "Baojiaxian" mentioned by Huang Mao was instead entangled with the grasshoppers he gave us, and it didn't play a role.

This old man is not simple.

The first time we met, I smelled the tiger spirit on my body, and I also said the words "White Tiger Mountain".

It seems that he is blind.

In some ways, I also guessed some details and secrets about me......