Damn, no, red men and green women, female ghosts in wedding dresses, why are the three most taboo things that the old ghost said have gathered.

Zhang Shiyi also beat the drum in his heart for a while, and touched his arms, but found that he didn't bring out the paperweight at all.

If this is a little windy for a while, I don't even have a magic weapon to take advantage of.

Just as Zhang Shiyi was thinking wildly, a voice suddenly came from the stage.

"Haha, Brother Eleven, it's the first time that a human has participated in our heroic soul, why don't you be a witness?"

The ghost king has all his face today, and he is a little carried away, and he insists on inviting Zhang Shiyi to the stage.

Zhang Shiyi didn't want to excuse himself, so he walked up, mainly because he also thought it was fun.

"Haha, good brother, it's interesting enough, let me introduce you to my wife, Wang Yunan!"

Wang Yunan?

How is this name so familiar?

This figure, this thickness, this name.

Depend on!

Zhang Shiyi rushed over with a brisk step, and directly lifted the red hijab on the bride's head, and sure enough, a familiar face that couldn't be more familiar appeared in front of him.

Wang Yunan is the name of Erya!

"Damn human, you dare to tease my wife!"

This action directly made Zhao Dezhu's ghost king anxious.

This is his wedding, how can he tolerate an outsider lifting the bride's red hijab, in his eyes, this action is equivalent to directly stripping his daughter-in-law's clothes and humiliating in public.

It's a man who can't bear it!

"I want you dead!"

The furious Zhao Ghost King exuded a tyrannical yin aura and pounced towards Zhang Shiyi.

As a result, he was angry, and Zhang Shiyi was even angrier than him.

Although he has no love for Erya, he has a brother-sister relationship, and Erya, who was fine yesterday, suddenly became a ghost bride of an old ghost.

I don't know if this old ghost detained Erya's soul!

How could he endure this kind of thing!

"Dare to touch my sister, I won't make you even a ghost!"

Zhang Shiyi rushed over to Zhao Ghost King and kicked him in the face.

In front of everyone's eyes, the ghost king of this mighty radish village and most of the next village fell miserably.

Holding his head, pouting, he was kicked by Zhang Shiyi.

In an instant, the spirits sitting and watching the ceremony below scared the fart.

What kind of iron rod general, dustpan marshal, all were frightened to show the prototype, only to see brooms, dustpans, feather dusters all over the ground, the scene is a chaos.

Only the red men and green girls, who are the two protectors of the Ghost King, dare to surround them, and it seems that they are ready to help.

"Get out!"

"Okay~"

As the blue flame of the windproof lighter in Zhang Shiyi's hand rose, the two major red and green protectors also obediently stood back in place, not daring to make a single move.

Let Zhang Shiyi be violent against their Ghost King.

"Boss Zhang, Brother Zhang, Grandpa Zhang, don't fight, this woman's soul is really not detained by me, how can I have such a great ability, I picked it up halfway~"

Zhao Dezhu was about to cry.

He is also an old ghost who has been dead for more than a hundred years, and who dares not to give himself face in most of the northern suburbs.

How did he get in front of this young paper shop owner, the proud soul body was like a joke, and he hadn't tasted the pain of punching to the flesh for more than a hundred years.

"Picked up? Where did you pick it up! Hurry up and say it, or I'll kill you! ”

Zhang Shiyi raised his hand, and a suppressive force fell from the sky, so that Zhao Dezhu almost urinated.

"Mage, Master Grandpa, spare your life~"

This old ghost has been dead for so many years, why is he still so afraid of death!

"Hurry up!"

Zhang Shiyi raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, and found that it was almost ugly, if Erya's soul was really lost, then he was still very sure to send her back.

"Yes, grandpa, I said ......"

Under the suppression of Kundi, the dignity of any ghost king is fucking nonsense.

Zhang Dezhu hurriedly told all the places and experiences where he picked up Erya's soul 1510, and the speed of speech was faster than that of cross talk, and he didn't have any ventilation.

After Zhang Shiyi listened, he hurriedly came to Erya's side, and sure enough, there was a soul missing, no wonder Erya didn't recognize himself.

"Take me there!"

How dare Zhao Dezhu delay, get up from the ground, and lead the way in front.

Zhang Shiyi reached out and grabbed Erya's palm, pulled her and followed behind.

It's also strange to say, at the moment when the palms of the two interlocked, Erya's eyes lit up, and they followed behind obediently, looking extremely well-behaved.

The red man and the green woman glanced at each other, and then followed.

This old ghost is not very capable of anything else, but he runs fast, but Zhang Shiyi, who performs ghost shadow shadows, also follows him easily.

At this moment, Zhao Dezhu even had no hope of escaping, so he could only obediently take the other party to the place where he picked up Erya's soul.

"That's it?"

"Yes, Grandpa Mage, I don't dare to lie to your old man~"

Zhao Dezhu was about to cry.

Looking at the weeds around him, Zhang Shiyi knew that this was definitely not the first scene.

Seeing that the rooster is about to announce, it will be too late to delay.

"Soul Attraction ~ Up!"

Zhang Shiyi could only bite the bullet and cast a soul-attracting technique.

He memorized the mantra very well, but it was the first time he used it, and he didn't know whether it was spiritual or not, but at this time, he could only use a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

"Erya, take me to find your soul and soul, quick!"

Saying that he was pinching the trick with his hand, he pointed a little to Erya's forehead.

Erya's huge soul body actually floated up like a balloon and went in one direction.

Zhang Shiyi knew that he was right this time, and he couldn't care about Zhao Ghost King, so he hurriedly followed.

He didn't know that Erya's soul was still in his body, and he thought that the other party was just a lost soul, and he had to find it all before he could bring it back, otherwise even if he went back with his current soul, Erya would become stupid and stupid.

Looking at Erya's back gradually moving away, Zhang Dezhu transported his qi in place for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and stomped his heels.

What is love at first sight, this is called love at first sight.

From the first time he saw Erya, Zhao Dezhu was completely sinking, and he must follow him to see what happened.

After drifting forward for about three miles, a dilapidated house hidden at the edge of the mountain forest appeared in front of Zhang Shiyi's eyes.

There is also a limousine parked in front of the house.

"Someone? That's not going to be easy. ”

This kind of thing is indeed a bit shocking, and Zhang Shiyi can only touch it quietly.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at the door of the house, his anger was completely detonated.

Two sturdy men, laboriously carrying a corpse, stuffed into the van.

And this corpse with such a high degree of recognition is Erya!