Yuchen, who left the crowd, did not go far, he specially observed the surroundings when the monkey-faced man reappeared.

When the little monkeys were bowing around, Yu Chen immediately noticed that something was wrong, these little monkeys seemed to be casually bowing and bowing, but in fact, they were all aimed at some people. Through this means, they leave a breath on this person's body as a mark.

Whether it was to facilitate the search afterwards, or to force Yu Chen to make a move, he didn't want to watch the troupe succeed. Reached out and took out a few pieces of paper from his sleeve, stacked them together, tore out a few small paper figures at random, flicked his fingers, and fell lightly on the bodies of those people.

With a slight hook of his fingers, the spirituality attached to the paper figure quickly connects with the corresponding person, and then transfers the imprint on their body to himself.

All of this was done silently, neither the people who might have walked before the ghost gate or the monkey-faced man who cast the spell had noticed.

After everyone dispersed, Yu Chen also disappeared into the crowd step by step.

After walking around the county for a while, the sky was getting dark, Yuchen found a place to stay, and waited until the dead of night, when the bright moon was hanging high, and he came to the place where the troupe was located with a babbling sound.

At this time, on the stage that had just been built, there were several flower faces and a Wudan who were dancing with knives and guns on it.

The gloomy atmosphere under the stage was deep, and there was an eerie flag on the bamboo pole standing in the afternoon.

"Singing ghost shows?" Yu Chen lowered his head and smiled.

There is a saying in this line of opera called "When the drama is open on stage, the song cannot be stopped", and there is also a saying that "listeners from all directions, mortals on one side, and ghosts and gods on seven directions".

They think that if they sing opera, they must sing until the audience leaves, and when the audience is gone, there are ghosts and gods listening, so once the opera starts on stage, it cannot be stopped. The fear is to anger the ghosts and gods.

This statement has been out for a long time, and there is a special profession, singing ghost shows. That is, the opera is specially sung to the ghosts and gods, and it is a practice used by some opera troupes to curry favor with local ghosts and gods and pray for protection.

However, this is interesting when combined with a flag on a bamboo pole that casts a cloudy aura that obscures the vision of the place so as not to attract the attention of the local city god.

Since it is not to invite the city god, then who is invited?

Yu Chen smiled, and more than a dozen small paper figures appeared at the end of the road, slowly approaching the stage step by step.

With each step, these little paper figures became three points taller, and when they arrived in front of the stage, one or two of them had the height of a waiter, their bodies became blurred, like a wisp of smoke, and their faces were blurred and they sat under the stage.

Seeing this, several people on the stage sang more and more hard, and between the movements and stills, there were constantly wisps of yin energy, falling on the body of the paper man, colluding with each other, and swallowing vitality.

But the strange thing is that the more these flower faces and Wu Dan swallow, the weaker their breath becomes.

"That's enough!" a shout of rage rang out, and the monkey-faced man jumped out from behind the curtain, followed by a few grinning monkeys with bared teeth, and the monkeys at night were surrounded by obvious resentment and anger compared to their cuteness during the day. After appearing, he jumped under the stage and grabbed more than a dozen people.

"Ahhhh

Compared with the original, these dozen or so villains are much more agile, but when Yuchen uses them to communicate with the breath of several people on the stage, with the help of their vitality, he refines his own paper figures.

Now, these dozen paper figures have a lot more useful than when they were first made.

Yu Chen pointed his finger, and the Earth Demon Spell invited the immortal to come out, and several paper figures flew out and landed on the bodies of the little monkeys.

In an instant, several little monkeys exploded, turning into smoke and being swallowed by the paper man, who turned into a small monkey and attacked the monkey-faced man.

Faced with his carefully cultivated treasure, the monkey-faced man was startled and hurriedly retreated.

But these little monkeys were just controlled by Yu Chen using the method of inviting immortals, and they did not lose their reason and supernatural powers, and they also had the same understanding with the monkey-faced people, and they knew his movements the most, so they easily stopped them.

After a few turns, there were more than a dozen wounds on the monkey-faced man's body, and the originally gorgeous costume was also grabbed one by one.

"Why don't you come and help!" the monkey-faced man hurriedly spoke, it wasn't that he didn't have other means, it was just that Yuchen had already shown his ability to control the souls of the dead, and the monkey-faced man didn't have the courage to release other monkeys. As for martial arts alone, it is difficult for him to defeat a few little monkeys who are elusive and still retain the same heart as him.

"Haha! Monkey Treasure, you also have today!" There was a burst of laughter from the curtain, and in the next second, several small and delicate dolls flew out and landed beside a few flower faces and Wu Dan who were hiding on the side.

The pupils of several people dilated, Wu Dan was even more frightened and turned around and ran, and a few flower faces pleaded.

"No!

"We can still fight! Ahhh......h

The puppets danced, fell into the mouths of the flower faces, turned into a ball of hot wax oil, injected into their mouths, and the next second, the vitality of these people disappeared, turning into a wax man, attacking the paper man.

'Huh?' Yu Chen looked at the wax figures, their bodies quickly fused with the wax oil compared to when they were alive, turning their muscles and bones into a strange substance that could be stretched freely.

Yuchen dragged the paper figures and cut them with the edges, which was difficult to damage them, but instead caused the two paper figures to be grabbed by their suddenly twisted arms.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Wan Qi Fundamental...' Yu Chen directly recited the golden light mantra, and ignited the two paper figures through spirituality, the golden light flame burned, and the two wax figures immediately melted.

"Golden Light Spell!" the wax blender in the curtain made a surprised voice, and then a voice with a sense of grief sounded: "Dare to ask who is the master who is here to embarrass us?"

After the voice came out, it was layered, not only echoing in all directions, trying to force out Yuchen.

The monkey-faced man and the wax blender also took the opportunity to cast spells in an attempt to recall their baby monkeys and dolls.

Yu Chen looked at it, flicked his sleeves Yin Snake Chain and Fire Snake Dart to make a move, the little white snake knocked down the flag on the bamboo pole, and the Fire Snake Dart rushed into the curtain with a wisp of strange aura brought out by Yu Chen from the Chen family, and exploded into a ball of flames.

Suddenly, a black gas rose from the curtain, and then an even more powerful force was drawn out, turning into layers of black clouds, surrounding the curtain in all directions, spreading out little by little.

Such changes naturally can't hide from the city god who guards this place, and a divine light rises in the direction of the city god temple, pressing in the direction of the stage, and Yu Chen took the opportunity to take away the remaining little paper figures.

Pitch-black snake shadows crawled out of the dark shadows under his feet, covering his entire body and hiding in the shadows of the buildings.