Chapter 67: The Role of the Scythe

It was lonely, and even the moonlight dimmed a little.

I took what I needed from my grandfather's backpack.

Today, my original intention was not to fight with these two ghosts, but to break the "three halls of the same grievance".

This game may have been laid out for more than half a century.

I knelt in front of my grandfather's grave and lit three incense candles.

"Grandpa, I took over the path of you and Grandpa, and today is the time for the grievances of the Tang and Huang families to be resolved."

A breeze blew and I felt a sense of warmth.

This could be Grandpa's response to me!

My heart is a little more steady.

But that heart never let up.

After more than half a century of layout, after Tang Meng hanged himself, the old ghost may have completely become an earth ghost.

A physically powerful ghost!

It's even beyond the ranks of ghosts.

If he is given another ten years, it may become a mountain spirit.

Of course, I won't let that happen!

The three incense candles are halfway burned, and the key point to break the game is the yang energy of the three halls of the Huang family, and only by colliding with the resentment of the three halls can the strength of the earth ghosts be limited.

I'm waiting, and the soil ghost is probably waiting in secret......

As the minutes passed, there was only the "crackling" sound of incense sticks burning out in the air.

Suddenly!

The incense candles were extinguished at the same time, and a gust of wind swept through the entire tomb in an instant.

My grandfather's grave was buried in an open space in the woods.

So there are trees of all sizes all around.

The wind blew and the leaves rattled, making the atmosphere eerie.

"Huang Ping, come to me."

He walked slowly, his eyes darkening.

The upper body of the young ghost can increase Huang Ping's combat power a lot.

"Hey, hey, heyβ€”"

Bursts of sinister laughter suddenly came from all directions.

"Hey, hey, heyβ€”"

"Whoa!"

The leaves on all the trees began to shake and fall downward.

I held my breath and didn't dare to stare around for a moment.

That's it!

In the blink of an eye, I saw an iron-blue face, its tongue dragging on the ground.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

I yelled.

The long-tongued ghost suddenly vanished, and then suddenly appeared in front of me again.

I am very familiar with that face, it is Tang Meng!

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Tang Meng stretched out his tongue and wanted to roll me, but the moment he touched me, Huang Ping, who was on the upper body of the young ghost, grabbed its tongue, dragged it to the ground, and smashed it down with a fist.

Tang Meng's ghost didn't feel any pain at all, it laughed a few more times, turned around and disappeared again.

A ghost had already appeared, and I hurriedly pulled out the red rope and placed the gossip diagram on my grandfather's tomb.

At this moment, a huge force suddenly came from behind me, and it threw me directly.

I slammed down on the stele, and I felt like my whole body was going to fall apart.

Tang Meng lay on top of me, his long tongue constantly roaming over me.

Its expression is extremely hideous, with a bit of cat and mouse banter.

It's as if I've been reduced to a piece of meat on its sticky board.

Huang Ping rushed out again and knocked Tang Meng away, the resentment on his body became heavier and heavier, and his two eyes had completely turned black!

The young ghost was beaten out and angry!

He opened his mouth wide and bit Tang Meng's tongue.

A disgusting tongue wriggled on the ground for a moment before vanishing.

I endured the severe pain in my body, got up and rearranged the scattered gossip and five elements, and then lit three more incense candles!

My eyes were firm, and I kept reviewing whether there was anything wrong with how to put out the "Three Halls" in "A Dream of Huangliang".

"In front of the tombs of the people of the three halls, put the five elements of gossip, put incense candles, burn red ropes, and lead the yang energy of the three halls into the incense candles! The fireworks that burn are yang! ”

I pulled out a red rope and placed it on the wax of the incense candle, and in the flames of the flames, the red rope finally burned.

Huang Ping and Tang Meng's ghosts fought inextricably, and the scene was very bloody.

These two are extremely heavy souls of resentment and yin qi, and after beating their blood, they are even more like trapped beasts, no longer considering the injuries on their bodies, and they are all aiming to injure the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicted damage by eight hundred.

I sat cross-legged, holding the incense candle that belonged to me.

The warm touch made me feel like I was back in my grandfather's arms.

As long as the second incense candle burns out, and the red rope completely ignites the Bagua Five Elements pattern, these three halls of yang energy will be!

But at this juncture when I was about to succeed, a foul wind with a fishy smell hit, and I couldn't dodge it, and I was directly hit on the stone monument.

The dizziness of my head gave me the urge to fall asleep.

But I know I can't close my eyes!

Once I lie down here, then everyone who shows up here today will have to die!

And at dawn tomorrow, the people of the Huang clan will also begin to be affected by the yin qi and die unnaturally one by one.

In my daze, I had already seen the soil ghost.

Its appearance was the same as that of the old ghost it had met before, but this time it was actually standing on the ground.

The soil that has not yet dried has been trampled by it one by one.

The soil ghosts have taken shape.

I shook my head vigorously, trying to clear myself up.

But as soon as I stood up, the Soil Ghosts rushed again.

Its bloody mouths opened directly to the roots of the ears, and its dense teeth were terrifying lately.

It's no exaggeration to say that its single mouth is enough to stuff my entire head.

In my desperation, I reached for the plate containing the offering and threw it over.

I only heard the "click", and the plate was bitten by the soil ghost!

Seeing that this was not good, I turned around and ran.

But the soil ghosts didn't catch up!

I immediately understood that it wanted to destroy the "Three Halls" of Yang Qi that I had set up.

We definitely don't have that ability to hurt him, and only by destroying this game can it rest easy.

"Stop!"

Whether I can fight or not, I have to go up, once it is destroyed, we really have no way to live!

When the earth ghost saw me pounce, there was a hint of contempt in his eyes.

It opened its mouth again, pressed its hands directly on my shoulders, and bit down on my head!

I suddenly felt a suffocating stench, and once it got its hands on it, I'm afraid there would be another headless corpse here tomorrow!

At this moment, a cold light struck, and the earth ghost actually retreated frantically, and the contempt in his eyes turned into shock.

Lei Wu came out with a scythe!

He shouted angrily:

"Where did the ugly thing come from! Lay down your arms and surrender! Be lenient in confession, strict in resisting! ”

The Soil Ghost's chest has been slashed by a scythe.

This "knife soldier" can indeed hurt it!

This is not a situation of being crushed by ghosts!