"Senior nephew Yang, I know all about this matter, the spirits and ghosts in the eleventh shop have not harmed anyone, and besides, the soul of Lord Zhao remains in the world, and it is also with the consent of the underworld.

This matter, you are reckless.

Let's let them all go! ”

There is Zhang Qiwen as a peacemaker, although Yang Muqing does not agree, it is not easy to say anything, after all, this is the territory of Longhu Mountain, no one cares, and it is not easy for him to stand out.

I could only take out the big cyan gourd, open the wooden cork, and pour out all those spirits and ghosts.

Zhao Dezhu and the others are okay, after all, they are ghosts, and although they are aggrieved when they are locked inside, they are fine.

Those little elves were miserable, and by the time several of them were poured out, they had already shown their prototypes.

Brooms, feather dusters, inkstone pieces, scattered all over the place.

"Senior nephew Yang, this is what you call goblins?"

Now even Zhang Qiwen felt that Yang Muqing was making a big fuss.

What can you do if these things become fine, whipping people with a feather duster and beating people with a broom?

Yang Muqing blushed and didn't say a word.

He didn't speak, but Zhang Shiyi didn't do it, so he pounced directly, carefully inspecting these little elves who had revealed their original forms.

Fortunately, there is still a trace of demonic energy left on it, and it has not completely drifted away, and it can recover after a few days of recuperation.

"Boss, it's all my fault, I'm the captain of the security team, I'm really unqualified, cough~"

The Iron Rod General walked over, his voice was a little hoarse, and there was a large hole in his chest, which could be seen directly from the other side.

With such a serious injury, if it weren't for Zhang Shiyi giving him a demon pill at the beginning, I'm afraid that he would have turned into a rotten yam at this moment.

"Yang Muqing! You have a father, you don't have a father to teach things, I'm not done with you today! ”

Looking at these weak little elves, even the souls of Zhao Dezhu and Sun Qian Xiaoming became trance, and Zhang Shiyi was really angry.

"You say it again?!"

Unexpectedly, the other party blew up faster than himself, his eyes were blood-red, and a cold breath came straight in.

With one hand, the wooden knife and the wooden sword appeared in Yang Muqing's hand.

For him, he can say anything, but he can't slander his father, that is an eternal pain in his heart!

"Oops~!"

Zhang Shiyi didn't expect the other party to be more explosive than himself, just fight, who is afraid of whom!

However, this time Yang Muqing gave him the feeling that it was very dangerous, it was fundamentally different from the exchange just now, this was a never-ending murderous aura.

"Xuanzi!"

If you want to play really, Lao Tzu will be afraid of you!

It's a fool to be one-on-one with you.

Zhang Shiyi directly summoned Xuanzi to his side.

Xuanzi, who felt the murderous aura of the other party, also exuded an endless demonic aura, fighting against that murderous aura, and did not fall behind at all.

Zhao Dezhu and the others saw that the boss was going to work hard for them, so they naturally came over, fighting with their broken bodies, and they also wanted to help the boss.

"Stop it!"

Just when the situation was about to break out, Zhang Qiwen slammed the table, and a storm arose, instantly suppressing the breath of Yang Muqing and Tiger Jingxuanzi, as for Zhang Shiyi, he had no breath at all.

"Senior nephew Yang, eleven, you two are a little too much~

Eleven, Master Yang's nephew's life is miserable, and his father ......"

After listening to Zhang Qiwen's story, Zhang Shiyi also knew that he had said the wrong thing.

Hurriedly mouthed at Xuanzi, and the other party immediately understood, turned into a kitten, lay on his shoulder, and pretended to yawn.

"Hehe, Senior Nephew Yang, Eleven, this child, has been an orphan since he was a child, he has been fooling around on the street since he was eight years old, and he has no education, and his mouth is cheap, so don't be like him."

Well, well, Zhang Shiyi just wanted to nod, and suddenly understood that the taste was coming.

This old man is changing the law and saying that I don't have a tutor!

"Okay, for my uncle's sake, as long as he admits his mistake and apologizes to me, I can act as if this incident didn't happen, otherwise, I will have to fight with him today!"

"Brother Yang, I was wrong, I don't know about your father, how offended!"

Zhang Shiyi is such a character who knows his mistakes and can change them, a mistake is a mistake, and an apology will not seem to be cowardly, but more personable.

However, it was the speed of his apology that almost made Yang Muqing flash his old waist.

is young, the Taoism is profound, and there is a thousand-year-old demon general to follow, shouldn't he be arrogant, why do you admit your mistake and apologize.

I don't know where to put the sword in my hand.

"Daochang Yang, I apologize because I said the wrong thing just now, but you hurt my subordinates, this matter can't be left like that, today I will give Zhang Zhangmen a face.

If my subordinates have any three strengths and two shortcomings, I will definitely find Maoshan and ask for an explanation!

Let's go! ”

Zhang Shiyi flicked his cuffs, and all the spirits, including the brooms that showed the prototypes, and the inkstones were all sucked into the sleeves.

"Sleeve up!"

This move not only made Yang Muqing dumbfounded, but even Zhang Qiwen was suppressed.

This is the unique skill of the ancestor of the earth immortal, how did he use it?

Don't......

Zhang Qiwen's sweat beads fell, if what he thought was true, then he dared to call others brothers, isn't this looking for death!

Zhang Shiyi didn't know what these people were thinking.

Where did he know what to do in his sleeves, that is, he was too involved in the fight just now, and he tore the liner of his clothes.

The bag that contained the world slipped down the broken liner and into the sleeve.

Only then did he flick his sleeves and take those elves in.

As a result, Zhang Qiwen was frightened.

"Teacher, uncle, am I in trouble?"

Yang Muqing was also covered in cold sweat, and looked at Zhang Qiwen.

"Ha, haha, it's okay, it's okay, don't worry, don't look at Eleven, this little friend, he doesn't forgive people, in fact, he is kind-hearted and very good, but I watched him grow up, haha~haha~"

Zhang Qiwen could only laugh to hide his embarrassment, but in fact, he was also panicked in his heart.

Zhang Shiyi was so anxious that he took a taxi and returned to the paper shop.

After coaxing the second girl who came to help away, he quickly closed the door and lit several bundles of superb incense, and when the smoke was so thick that it was almost impossible to see people, he dared to release these spirits.

Don't look at him as erudite, the problem is that in the books he has read, there is no way to treat spirits, and he can only light incense, hoping to help the injuries of these little spirits.

As a result, after all the little elves were released, they were all alive and vigorous, and they looked more energetic than before.

"Damn, what's the situation?"

"Hehe, boss, your side of the world is a good baby, we have been inside for a while, and we feel that we have absorbed more aura than the outside in a year, you see that my injuries are healed."

The Iron Rod General pointed to his chest, which was already intact, and his eyes were full of surprise.