The moment I lifted the lid of the steamer, I saw that the four urns inside had turned into four dead heads, still the kind that had been steamed to rot.

followed with a "grunt" in his heart, revealing a look of astonishment on his face.

It was the head of Liang's wife, his father, and his three daughters-in-law......

"Head ......"

A subconscious opening in the mouth.

Mao Jing and Pan Ling, as well as Liang You's wife, who was hiding at the door, also turned their heads to look at them for the first time.

When they saw the four dead heads, their hearts were tight, and their faces were full of disbelief.

Liang You's wife even kept rubbing her eyes.

Liang Dashan, who was lying at the gate of the courtyard, raised his withered hand at this time and shouted in his mouth:

"Give me back, give me back my head, give me back ......"

While speaking, those white eyes still emitted a ghostly light.

The whole yard became gloomy.

A black mist instantly filled the air, enveloping us all around.

"Dad, how is the head of my dad and the cousins?"

Mao Jing frowned:

"How did you become a human head?"

As he spoke, he poked with a peachwood sword, and poked off a piece of skin and flesh from Liang Dashan's face.

As a result, Liang Dashan at the door let out a miserable scream:

"Ahh My face ......"

He also covered his face with his hands, and the black-red "ghost blood" dripped down his face and fell into smoke.

When he let go of his hand again, his face was the same as the head in the steamer, and a piece of flesh was directly missing, which looked extremely terrifying......

Liang Dashan showed a painful expression on his face, lying on the ground and raising his hands.

Liang You's wife behind us began to scream:

"I have a wife and my son, I have a wife and my son, quickly return my head to my father, and return it to my father......"

Liang You's wife was sincerely frightened, and took two steps forward:

"How can this be, it's obviously an urn. How did they all become human heads?

Can't be steamed, can't be steamed.

Can't torture my dad like this, can't torture my dad like this! ”

Liang You's wife was terrified, and her mouth kept repeating.

Pan Ling raised her eyebrows, and she couldn't see the clue in her yin and yang eyes.

Although I was shocked in my heart, I deeply remembered that the master had told me the story of "Jiangbei Livestock Making" before.

understands a truth, there must be a demon when things go wrong.

These four urns were dug up by us and placed in the steamer to guard the whole process.

It can't be a human head, and it can't be a human head.

The sudden change must be a trick made by these powerful ghosts.

There must be only one purpose, to reclaim their urns.

Thinking of this, I instantly became sober.

No matter what I see in the steamer now, it's a trick to get hold of it, and you can't let these sneaky people snatch it.

Seeing that Liang You's wife wanted to take off the "human head" in the steamer, she was stopped by me:

"Don't move, your family's corpses have long been burned to ashes, and there are no human heads. Your father is here to sell you miserable! ”

Liang You's wife was stopped by me, and her eyes widened and she pointed to the head in the steamer and said:

"But, but this is a human head? Do you look at this skin?

It's okay to burn it, but it's a human head, and it can't be steamed.

I can't torture my dad! ”

Liang You's wife had red eyes and bloodshots, and dense capillaries appeared on her face and at the corners of her eyes.

My emotions were a little out of control, and despite my obstruction, I wanted to grab the "head" in the steamer.

This state is obviously not right, and he must have been confused by this old ghost.

It's useless to say more, it's a high-palm knife to the back of his neck.

Liang You's wife rolled her eyes and fainted on the spot, lest he do anything bad......

didn't look at him more, just stared at Liang Dashan at the gate of the compound:

"No matter what tricks you make, the urn in the steamer, you can get it yourself.

Lying at the door and screaming miserably, there is a fart! ”

The old ghost at the door saw that my expression was cold, and his tone was cold.

There was a faint glow in those white eyes.

I didn't cry out anymore, and stood up directly from the ground:

"Abominable ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, there were gusts of gloomy wind around him.

The trees swayed, and the dead leaves on the ground were rolled up.

Under this gust of gloomy wind, a low roar of "woo woo" suddenly sounded outside the courtyard......

Immediately afterwards, I saw ghosts in white outside the house.

These ghosts came from all directions, one after the other.

Some had already climbed the courtyard wall, revealing a human head.

Some of them walked into the courtyard from behind the old ghost.

These sneaky eyes, without exception, are all black, and their faces are gloomy and cold, exuding a terrifying cold aura.

There are at least fifteen or sixteen of them.

"Be careful!"

Mao Jing said coldly.

Pan Ling also raised her eyebrows:

"Why are there so many ghost ......?"

As soon as Pan Ling's words fell, the old ghost standing at the door roared:

"Bite them to death!"

Those outcropping ghosts got orders in an instant.

As soon as our eyes opened to reveal a hideous roar, and with a "whoosh", they pounced on us with their teeth and claws.

Seeing the group of ghosts attacking, I lifted the snake bone whip and went down with a whip.

With a "snap", he instantly flipped one over, and lay on the ground screaming "woo".

Mao Jing even flew and jumped and stabbed one to death with a sword, without mercy.

Pan Ling was not to be left behind, and threw out a spell that was coquettish:

"Haste as a law. Chi! ”

Another sneaky screamed and fell to the ground.

The group of white-clothed ghosts did not retreat at all, and they were still rushing towards us one after another.

To be precise, they wanted to come and snatch the "dead man's head" from the steamer behind us.

The three of us stood on the left and right, each using our own means.

Mao Jing's one-handed exorcism swordsmanship is sharp, and his attack is also clean and neat, and he is extremely ruthless.

Pan Ling's magic is excellent, the speed of the seal is quite fast, and she is more likely to cast spell attacks.

I stood in the middle, holding a snakebone whip in my left hand and a fishbone dagger in my right.

Far away is a whip, and near is a fishbone sword down.

Now it doesn't matter where this group of white-clothed ghosts came from, whoever comes close will kill whoever comes close.

More than a dozen white-clothed ghosts came in a swarm and surrounded us.

In addition to sharp claws and fangs, some demons also spit out long tongues.

After a wave of attacks, we killed five sneaky ones.

Before he could distinguish a superior, the old ghost hid in the group of ghosts, and suddenly slapped a claw at Mao Jing's head.

"Dead ......"

A hoarse roar rang out.

I saw it in my eyes, and my backhand was a whip.

With a "snap", the flying old ghost was knocked to the ground.

Seeing this, Mao Jing had palpitations.

But he reacted immediately, raising a sword and slashing at the old ghost.

"Broken!"

The old ghost was so frightened that he hurriedly dodged but was also a step too slow and was slashed on the thigh.

"Ahh

A piercing scream rang out, and black-red "ghost blood" splashed all over the ground and turned into black smoke......

Mao Jingsaw that he failed to kill the old ghost with one blow, and shot again.

I stood next to Mao Jing to prevent the white-clothed ghost from hurting him.

But at this moment, I felt a sudden burst of gloomy aura emerge above my head.

There was a faint whisper of a demon, not waiting for me to turn back.

Pan Ling, who was next to her, exclaimed at this time:

"Beware of the ...... overhead"