As the battles ensued, Xie Heng became more and more proficient in the manipulation of ghost patterns.

Bright red ghost tongues emanated along the bone fingers on his hands, strangling Chen Chaoyang's neck.

Immediately after connecting the sweeping legs, Chen Chaoyang's empty lower plate was swept over, and it smashed straight to the ground.

"Ahh

After Chen Chaoyang released the evil ghost, his voice changed, and the screams were extremely poignant.

If it weren't for the changes he had seen with his own eyes, Xie Xiaozhuang would not have been able to recognize that the person in front of him was Chen Chaoyang, who was usually as glamorous as he was at school.

Chen Chaoyang lay on the ground in pain, and when she opened her eyes again, the white cloth shirt was withdrawn and stood aside obediently.

If Xie Heng hadn't appeared in time, it would have scattered all the ghosts and corpses.

It doesn't understand right or wrong, it's just an ordinary ghost in a white cloth shirt.

But it has been a god itself, and the only thing it knows is what it takes to be a god.

The male ghost in front of him not only saved it, but also helped it recover its ghost body, from its point of view, Xie Heng was not a god who suddenly came to it.

Even if Chen Chaoyang is a person from the village, the people in the village will only treat it well when they are willing to worship it.

If it doesn't meet the villagers' standards of God, they can pull it down from the altar at any time and easily replace it with a person.

Lu Tingting had already answered Xie Xiaozhuang's question before, "The people in the village ...... to her How to say, sometimes it's good and sometimes it's not', the white cloth shirt and Lu Tingting are actually the same.

"What to do, what to do!?"

Chen Chaoyang's mind was in a mess, and his fear of the unknown climbed to the extreme.

She didn't even know how she was beaten, and in a trance, a ghostly aura hit her face, and she was knocked to the ground.

The script shouldn't be like this, right? Why did Jiang Ye and his wife die?

According to Chen Chaoyang's original plan, it should be that their gang started by luring ghosts to create chaos in the ancestral hall.

Needless to say, Lu Tingting will definitely let the ghost fight, and as for Xie Xiaozhuang, she sees whether she plans to hide or choose to help Lu Tingting.

If you help Lu Tingting, then they will wait for the opportunity, see that the two of them are almost consumed, and then hug them all in one breath.

If Xie Xiaostiff chooses to hide the identity of the ghost handler, then Chen Chaoyang will create a chance to be alone and take Xie Xiaostiff to the temple, and she and Jiang Ye and his wife will join forces, how can they successfully catch Xie Xiaozhuang.

Seeing the wealth in his hands, the two corpses carried out of the white cloth shirt were terminated.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me! As long as you don't kill me, I'll do whatever I want! ”

Chen Chaoyang's arrogance just now was gone, she knew very well that the other party was an existence that she couldn't win at all, and she couldn't think of any other way than begging for mercy.

Embarrassed, he got up, knelt on the ground and pleaded with the dark nothingness in front of him.

"Xiao Zhuang's great-grandfather, it's okay if I give you a great-grandson, let me do anything, as long as I stay alive!"

Before Chen Chaoyang finished speaking, a blood hole suddenly broke in his swollen head, and his voice stopped dumbly.

Lying straight on the ground, the unkempt ghost on his body disappeared, and he no longer breathed.

Xie Xiaozhuang covered his mouth stiffly, trying not to let himself be frightened.

Even if he knew that Chen Chaoyang was a member of the ghost trafficking organization, he wanted to harm her.

But he was suddenly killed in front of her, and he was still startled.

But if she didn't say that she wanted to be Xie Heng's great-grandson, maybe Xie Heng wouldn't have started so quickly.

No matter how bad Xie Xiaozhuang is, at most he has a little problem with his brain, and even his ancestors can forget when he is sick, but he just forgets.

But Chen Chaoyang, a player who can sell anything to his classmates and the village for the sake of desire, didn't his ancestors sell even more?

"Weighing the pros and cons, the old man has no blessings."

Xie Heng said in a deep voice.

Treating this kind of person with the tip of the knife already on his and Xie Xiaozhuang's necks, Xie Heng could not be merciful.

The night wind blew, the sound of salsa coming from the rubbing of leaves, and the three cold corpses lay quietly in front of the ruined temple like tribute.

Xie Heng raised his hand and looked at it, but his right arm still didn't look like he wanted to recover.

"It's a pity that the ghost killer won't have new ghost patterns, so he still has to kill the ghost directly."

Xie Heng was a little disappointed, it seemed that he still had to kill the ghost directly before there would be a new ghost pattern.

His eyes inadvertently glanced at the white cloth shirt on the side, and the white cloth shirt was so frightened that he trembled when he hung the white shirt, thinking that Xie Heng had hit it.

"Maybe it's that the ghost of the ghost rider is mixed with people, and it is not pure?"

Xie Xiaojian said.

As long as Grandpa Zengda kills ghosts, he will have an extra tattoo on his body and become more powerful, which Xie Xiaozhuang has long understood.

Xie Heng: "...... Okay, yes, it's got to be you. ”

It's just Xie Xiaozhuang's brain circuit that can come up with this kind of answer.

"It's broken! Great-grandfather, Tingting is still in the ancestral hall, and there are ghosts over there! ”

Xie Xiaozhuang remembered violently and hurriedly said.

……

In the ancestral hall, it was a mess.

It was clearly in the house, but the walls on the ground were like returning to the south sky, and everywhere was wet.

Lu Tingting was wearing the goddess of Sanhe, and the whole person flew out of the ancestral hall door upside down and smashed heavily on the ground.

And the eye ghost still has a human form at this time, like a puddle of mud made of eyes, squirming out of the door.

"Ghost!! Lu Tingting can't beat that ghost! ”

"Why isn't there a single Lady of Mikawa who can protect us!!"

“……”

The villagers who couldn't escape at the first time didn't dare to move, so they could only find some hidden corners nearby to hide.

The crack in the door, the bottom of the table, the stage, as long as there is a place around them to hide, they are all hiding.

They also hoped that Lu Tingting would be the new god in the village and be able to shelter them, but seeing Lu Tingting being struck by the eye ghost, their hearts were half cold, and despair arose.

A few villagers peeked at the battle through the crack in the door, and happened to meet one of the ghost's full eyes.

"Ah!!h

Just looking at each other for such a moment, the two villagers hidden behind the crack in the door under the stage blinked.

The Eyed Ghost appeared in front of them, and then a scream rang out, and it was already engulfed by the Eyeghost!

Lu Tingting's ghost body was seriously damaged, and she struggled and couldn't get up.

"Close your eyes, close your eyes, don't look at the eyes of the ghost!"

A figure shouted from afar, and Li Erpao rushed in the direction of the ancestral hall while taking out sunglasses from his pocket and putting them on himself.

As soon as he got the information, according to the investigation, the ghost trafficking organization that has been rampant recently is likely to be in Luzhai Village, and he heard that the ancestral hall is haunted.

Li Erpao went to the toilet, and before his ass was wiped clean, he hurried over, scolded, and said: "These ghost dealers are simply crazy, as annoying as flies, who can really deal with me for them!" ”