Ah Guan somewhat understands that Tai Sui and Chenxing don't let themselves follow them, in addition to what Yueshuang said, "don't put eggs in the same basket", another layer of intention should also be a kind of protection for themselves. The main camp may have thought that Tai Sui, both big and small, was nested together, but he didn't expect that Tai Sui was fighting guerrilla warfare in the middle, and his little Sui Xing was quietly hiding in the north.

Ah Guan sometimes goes out for a walk during the day, and the human stone has a spirit cloth bag to watch, and he is protected by a hidden spirit spell, so he will not attract evil spirits to attack.

Sometimes Ah Guan would go to see Brother Bao, who was in good health, and when he saw Ah Guan, he would get out from under the vegetable stall and run around Ah Guan with his tail wagged.

Guan noticed that the small market seemed to be more lively these days, and there were more crowds in the evening, but he didn't know why.

On this day, Xiangxiang also brought fried chicken from a fast food restaurant and distributed it to Brother Bao and Ah Guan to eat. After chatting for a while, Ah Guan said goodbye to Xiangxiang and was about to leave, but saw more crowds in the corner of the market.

The stall has been crowded since the past two days, but I don't know what it is selling.

Ah Guan was bored and leaned in, and the crowd shouted louder and louder. Ah Guan squeezed past a few uncles, and then he saw the scene in front of the stall and was startled.

In the center of the stall, a space is enclosed with wooden planks on all sides, in which two chicken-like animals stand on opposite sides, facing each other. Guan was stunned for a while before he could see that the two animals were "chickens", because one of them had almost lost all his hair, his whole body was drenched in blood, and his left foot was lame; The other chicken pecked out both eyes and was crying angrily, also scarred all over his body.

Ah Guan was stunned, only to see the noise of the people around him, and the stall owner holding a long pole and flicking it indiscriminately towards the two chickens. The lame chicken pounced on the blind chicken again, and the blind chicken fought back like a madman, turning its head and biting indiscriminately.

"Wow..." Guan retreated, remembering the fried chicken he had just eaten, and felt sick to his stomach.

Guan turned to run, and he sensed a burst of evil thoughts emanating from the crowd.

Ah Guan was about to step on the stone fire wheel, when a woman on the side of the road grabbed Ah Guan and asked with red eyes, "Sir, have you seen my daughter?" ”

"Your daughter?" Ah Guan was stunned, and intuitively thought of Xiangxiang, and the woman had already taken out a photo. The little girl in the photo is only three years old, but not Xiangxiang.

"No, I haven't seen it," Guan shook her head, and the woman left in despair.

After riding a few streets, I saw a middle-aged man holding a little boy again, shouting along the street with a anxious expression: "Aman, where have you been!" ”

Ah Guan felt strange why so many people disappeared at once, but he didn't think about it, just glanced at the middle-aged man a few times, and rode back to the tin house.

It was getting late, and there was an unusual atmosphere around the tin house. Ah Guan sensed it carefully, and found that this unusual atmosphere was a little different from the subtle evil thoughts in the market crowd, but it was like the evil spirit of the evil gods and ghosts that he had often encountered in the past.

Just as he was wondering, the Stone Fire Wheel had already ridden through two old alleys, and there was a tin house in front of him.

From a distance, he saw two one-eyed ghosts covered with black hair, looking like gorillas, climbing above the tin house; In front of the door of the tin house was a one-eyed ghost, with a bloody head, its mouth open, and its tongue sliding like a snake.

"Drink—" Ah Guan screamed, slammed on the pedal, and the stone fire wheel instantly slammed into the one-eyed ghost in front of the door, knocking the big ghost into the air. Ah Guan also fell out of the car, and he immediately struggled to get up, and the Ghost Crying Sword appeared in his hand.

There was a loud bang in the room, and a one-eyed ghost with half of his head missing threw out the iron door, and Ah Guan hurriedly flashed over. He rushed into the tin room, only to see the furling cloth bag hovering in the air, the pale ghost hand grasping another smaller one-eyed ghost, and the bride's ghost hand sticking three fingers into the one-eyed ghost's chest, and the two ghost hands flicked the one-eyed ghost out of the door.

A dark shadow flashed through the small window of the tin house, and two more one-eyed ghosts peeked in with their eyes wide open, and the roof rumbled, and the two pieces of tin were torn open, and two one-eyed ghosts screamed as if they were beckoning their companions.

The Furling Bag sprang higher to deal with the one-eyed ghost who was destroying the roof, and the one-eyed ghost by the window grinned and shrank back to squeeze in through the window.

I saw a one-eyed ghost with a body like a strong orangutan, and at this time, it really squeezed in through the small window as if it was a trick.

Without saying a word, Ah Guan threw the Ghost Crying Sword, hitting the one-eyed grimace in the face. The one-eyed ghost screamed, shrunk out of the window, and fell to the ground to die.

The big black giant hand in the Fuling cloth bag stretched out and pulled down the two one-eyed ghosts outside the iron hole in the ceiling, punched one by one, and blasted out of the house again.

Ah Guan was still frightened, but he didn't dare to delay for a moment, and quickly reached out and pulled the large cardboard box and a bundle of nylon rope on the ground—all collected from everywhere in the past two days.

The large cardboard box was very thick when unfolded, with two layers of corrugated paper added to it, which was specially made by Ah Guan when he was bored. Ah Guan picked up the cardboard box containing the human stone and put it in this special cardboard box, which turned out to be just right.

Nylon ropes vary in thickness, and in some places two or three colors are joined together to form a large bundle, which is also a rope that Aguan collects from around during the day and forms at night.

Ah Guan was quick with his hands and feet, and took the nylon rope to wrap around the carton one by one, and tied it firmly; At the same time, a knot rope like a schoolbag strap is made on one side of the cardboard box.

Screams erupted from outside the house, coming in from afar, and there were a lot of them. Guan knew that it was the companions of the one-eyed ghosts who had been beaten out who had come to their aid.

Two more one-eyed ghosts climbed onto the roof, trying to jump through the tin gap. Guan raised his foot and kicked away the one-eyed ghost, followed his left and right hands into the nylon knot on the cardboard box, and carried the large cardboard box like a school bag.

Ah Guan didn't care about the luggage and clothes in the tin room, and was about to break out with a big cardboard box on his back, shouting: "Ghost hands cover me!" ”

The Pale Ghost Hand had cracked the two one-eyed ghosts in the house long before Ah Guan could speak.

Ah Guan rushed out of the door, but it was stuck on the iron door, it turned out that when the cardboard boxes were moved in, they were all stacked into a large flat shape, but at this time the box shape was wider than the door.

"Wow!" Ah Guan shouted in surprise, and while he realized that the box was too big, on the winding dark alleys in front of him and the roofs of the low houses around him, one after another one-eyed ghosts jumped down, all of them with their bloody mouths open and killed here. The evil aura is stronger in all directions, and it seems that more and more demons and ghosts are coming.

Guan wielded the Devil's Crying Sword and killed two one-eyed ghosts who pounced on him. At this time, there was a loud noise behind him, and it turned out that the big black giant hand was powerful, pulling the door of the iron house and pulling it hard, tearing open a big hole; Ah Guan rushed forward, and then rushed out of the house with a large cardboard box on his back.

"Help me get my luggage out!" Aguan gave orders to the ghost men and stepped onto the stone fire wheel; The Fuling cloth bag sprang out of the tin house, and the pale ghost hand was still carrying Ah Guan's backpack, which contained important things such as money and a two-moon knife.

Several one-eyed ghosts howled and killed around, Ah Guan took the backpack with one hand and hung it on his shoulder, then pulled the front of the car around, flicked his tail and crashed into the one-eyed ghosts who surrounded him; The Ghost Crying Sword flew in the air, and the Fuling cloth bag slashed left and right, finally killing this wave of one-eyed ghosts.

More one-eyed ghosts came up in front of him, Ah turned off the car, and the one-eyed ghosts surrounded the low houses on both sides, and they all jumped down. Ah Guan rode forward with all his strength, and made the Devil Cry Sword Shuttle charge out of the way with his mind, and the Fuling cloth bag covered behind, and finally rode out of the alley.

As soon as he entered the street, Ah Guan finally breathed a sigh of relief, took back the Fuling cloth bag and the Devil Crying Sword, and pressed the pedal violently. The stone fire wheel instantly sprang out of the alley, ignoring the surprised passers-by, and suddenly passed through the streets and alleys, turning into a remote dark alley in the distance.

Riding and riding, Guan was still panting, and he didn't understand why the one-eyed ghost would find the tin house and attack the Turning Stone.

"Pianpin..." Although he was separated by the cardboard box, he still felt the faint aura coming from the human stone behind him. Ah Guan realized that the aura on his body could be hidden through the hidden spirit spell, but although Pian Pian in the human stone was about to turn into a mortal body, he still had a magical aura on his body.

Thinking of this, Ah Guan cast a few hidden spirit spells on the cardboard box with his backhand, and at the same time cast a few hidden spirit spells on the Fuling cloth bag, but he didn't know if this had any effect.

He stopped by a street lamp and pulled out a small notepad from his backpack, on which he wrote down several locations, all of which Ah Guan had written down in the past few days, most of them were dilapidated empty houses, abandoned houses, and so on that could be hidden.