There are still a few months before the Shuangyang Festival Conference, Yu Xiaoyu is not busy, and Uncle Mao and the five ghosts are idle all the way, and when they encounter beautiful places, they will play for a few days, and of course they have escaped the pursuit of Hengjiao several times......

Three months passed, and during this period, Xiaoyu caught more than 20 ghosts, but the result was that they were all released...... Uncle Mao has long been used to it, and he doesn't bother with this "idleness" anymore, but he has a doubt in his heart, because he didn't understand it thoroughly, so he endured it and didn't say anything.

On this day, they completely ran out of food, the tiger boy originally caught a few hares, but they were all secretly let go by Zhu Sancai, in order to "make a living", Uncle Mao had to return to his old business, find a nearby village to exorcise disasters and ward off evil spirits, and earn some rations......

Yu Xiaoyu and the four ghosts rested outside the village and waited for them, and after half a day's work, Uncle Mao and Yin Bujian came back with a basket of steamed buns and pickles.

"Haha! I really admire Old Man Mao! I almost laughed out loud when he sang and danced!

"I'm embarrassed to say, if you endure more, Poor Dao can still earn some copper money and spend, and almost missed the filling!"

"My brother won't hide it~ next time I'll accompany the old man~"

"Forget it, you're too young and beautiful, and you don't have any shock, who can believe me. ”

Everyone was eating and chatting, and at this time, three people came from afar, all dressed as Taoist priests, and when the ghosts saw it, they hurriedly went into the Yunpi piano box and hid.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Dare to ask Fang Cai, but the old Taoist is catching ghosts in the village in front of him?"

Shi Li, a middle-aged Taoist priest with an elegant appearance and three locks of beard, asked.

The three Taoist priests were all carrying long swords and holding dust whisks, and two young Taoist priests stood on either side of the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Ah~Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable~ Dare to ask the three Daoists, is there something wrong?"

"The three of us passed by there just now, and I heard the villagers say that they have caught a vicious ghost, so they came to ask for advice and observation. ”

"Hey~ What's there to see, a few Taoist friends are also ghost hunters, just the little ghosts we usually see. ”

"Not necessarily, Poor Dao just found this ghost in the village is by no means ordinary, at least two ghost qi, now that I see the Taoist chief, there should be other powerful ghosts around you, the ghost qi has not yet dissipated~"

"What do you veterans want to do? It's a grind~"

Yu Xiaoyu couldn't help but ask on the side, squinting a few glances at the three Taoist priests.

"Hehe, if Poor Dao is not mistaken, the two of you should be ghost warriors with powerful ghosts, right?"

"What can't you do, what if you have it?"

"The young man's tone doesn't have to be so heavy, although the three poor Dao masters and apprentices are ghost hunters, they don't make a living from it, and the ghosts they encounter will be eliminated! Please also hand over those few powerful ghosts, and let the poor Dao eliminate them. ”

"Oh, you're crazy, aren't you?"

"Don't be angry~"

Uncle Mao saw that the middle-aged Taoist priest had two copper coins embroidered on his neckline, and the two little Taoist priests around him also had one each, so he quickly got up and persuaded:

"It's convenient for Taoist friends, we are just passing by, begging for food, and there is no harm to others, why don't you come and eat some and make friends~"

At this time, the little Taoist priest beside the middle-aged Taoist priest flew up, kicked Uncle Mao to the ground, and said angrily:

"My master is benevolent, but you don't listen to persuasion, and you don't know what we are capable of if you don't give some color, right......!!!?

Before the little Taoist priest finished speaking, a white shadow flashed in front of him, and he was hit by an elbow in the chest, lying on the ground and wailing.

Yu Xiaoyu helped Uncle Mao up and looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest with cold eyes.

"Good skills, wait for the poor Dao to teach Your Excellency. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest sneered, shook the dust in his hand, and hit Yu Xiaoyu.

The little fish flashed sideways, stretched out his fingers, and quickly hit the Taoist priest's armpit.

But the middle-aged Taoist priest didn't seem to be in any serious trouble, and then slapped it at Xiaoyu with a palm.

Xiao Yu clicked it just now, and suddenly felt some pain in his fingers, and when he saw the Taoist priest coming, he waved his palm and slapped it.

With a "bang", the jade fish flew out, and its body hit a big tree hard, shaking the leaves to the ground.

"Hehe, the internal force is so vain, it is even strong, disciples, find out the evil ghosts, and burn them immediately!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest gave an order, and the two little Taoist priests rushed to Uncle Mao.

The Yunpi piano box slammed open, the five ghosts flew out, and the tiger boy just jumped out, and with one punch, he hammered the little Taoist priest who had just been knocked down to the ground, and he wailed again.

"Well, it turns out that these evil things are hidden!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest stood with angry eyes, pulled out his long sword and slashed over.

With a bang, the two ghosts of the soul detained opened the long sword of the Taoist priest with the two-pole sword.

"Stand down!"

Yu Xiaoyu flashed between them and shouted in a low voice.

"Yu Shao! The two of us brothers will be able to clean up this stinky old way!"

"No, if Xiao Sheng can't even beat a second-rate ghost hunter, how can he be the first in the world. No one is allowed to interfere!"

The five ghosts looked at each other, and then went to Uncle Mao to protect him.

"Hmph! I can't help myself! Then let the poor Dao destroy you first!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his palm again and slapped it at the small fish.

Yu Xiaoyu didn't take his palm, dodged sideways, and dodged to the side.

The middle-aged Taoist priest slapped two more palms, but they were all dodged, and he was furious in his heart, and he rolled up the dust in his hand, throwing out a wave of qi, like a long snake hitting the small fish.

The little fish flew back sharply, and the Golden Soul Knife instantly hid in his palm and flew around, turning the waves of qi into nothing.

But at this time, the middle-aged Taoist priest had already had enough true qi and slapped it with one palm. Xiao Yu didn't dodge this time, but he flicked his right arm and fought with him.

Uncle Mao watched from the side and secretly screamed that it was not good.

Hearing only a loud shout, the middle-aged Taoist priest actually covered his arms and took several steps backwards before standing firmly. It turned out that his palm was broken by the Golden Soul Knife, and it was pierced through, and the blood flowed ......

"Good boy, you dare to hurt people with a secret weapon!"

"Why don't you dare? Who stipulates that you won't let it be used~"

Yu Xiaoyu turned the Golden Soul Knife around his fingers twice, put it in his palm, tilted his head and asked.

"It's despicable! Look at the poor road, it's over......"

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged Taoist priest saw the white shadows flashing wildly around him, and the golden light was huo.

After everything was calm, the little Taoist priest exclaimed:

"Master!"

"Alas, shame on the poor Daoye!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest only felt a chill on his body, and his face was different, and when he looked down, his Taoist robe was ragged, and when he touched his face again, there was not a single hair left, and he was cut clean, and he couldn't help but scream in despair.

Yu Xiaoyu put away the flying knife, walked to Uncle Mao's side, and saw that he was not injured, so he sat on the ground and ate steamed buns and pickles.

"Stinky boy, where are you? How dare you report your name!"

"Dare to ask the master's name and surname, then listen well, below is the invincible Kunlun Immortal who is invincible in the world, unparalleled in the world, supreme attack, invincible, invincible, and the first ghost hunter in the world in the future, Yu Xiaoyu!"

Xiaoyu took out the paper fan, opened it with a click, and said with a cool breeze.

"Okay! Yu Xiaoyu, Poor Dao has written you down! Do you know who Poor Dao is?"

"Don't want to know, get out of here!"

"Poor Dao is Deng Jianfang, the deputy leader of the Dengzhou Group of the Shannan Dao Branch of the Heavenly Master Association!"

"Chi Yunzi, the vice president of the Heavenly Master Association, is my master's uncle!"

A little Taoist priest took off his robe, covered Deng Jianfang's rotten clothes, and said fiercely.

"If you don't leave, you'll shred your clothes!"

"Okay! Yu Xiaoyu! From today, you will form a bond with our Heavenly Master Association, and there will be a period later!"

......

"Old man, what is that Heavenly Master going to do?"

The tiger boy asked as he chewed on the steamed bun in his mouth.

"The ghost hunters on the rivers and lakes formed a group in order to unite their forces and work together, originally there was no scale charter, but later thanks to the Ten Thousand Ghost Dao, they joined the Heng Sect, which is a branch of the Heng Sect, Yu Gongzi, you better not participate in the Shuangyang Festival Conference......

Uncle Mao sighed and said.