Chapter 0630 The Shotgun Turned Out to Be a Magic Weapon

"Well, Zhang Jianhua, you have a point. By the way, there have been strange things in the village lately, right? There are a lot of people who have been taken to the southwest cemetery, and besides, are there many immortal cultivators in the forest west of the village?" asked the ghost in the coffin.

Zhang Jianhua listened to this, and judged in his heart that the guy who came today didn't seem to know enough about the situation, so he said: "Haha, I thought you were so powerful, it turns out that you are a little ghost who has just debuted!"

"Shortly after my debut? However, what I want to tell you is that I am not a person of the Ten Thousand Year Ghost Ancestor, I just do some small things for him, and then get great benefits. The ghost in the coffin said.

When Zhang Jianhua heard this, he felt that the ghost in this miniature coffin didn't seem to be so terrifying, so Zhang Jianhua became a little bolder, holding a five-element axe in his hand, staring at the miniature coffin, and said: "Hurry up and tell me, who are you? What do you want to do? If you don't make it clear, I'll cut you with an axe!"

The ghost in the coffin said: "Don't be like this, I'll tell you the truth, I was an ordinary person before I died, oh, to be specific, I was a doctor in Baitou Town, I originally cooperated with the demon clan, got great benefits, and even got the opportunity to have several women, who knows, the young immortal called the golden boy in the alliance ruined my good deeds and absorbed my body with the soul eclipse cup, but fortunately, the demon clan taught me a soul escape method, when my body was refined by the soul eclipse cup, but the soul escaped. ”

It turned out that the ghost in the miniature coffin. It's the ghost of the demon doctor that Golden Boy killed with the Soul Eclipse Cup at the home of Zhang Xizhen, a researcher at the Institute of Agricultural Research, last time!

Zhang Jianhua naturally didn't know the scene at that time. However, after listening to his words, Zhang Jianhua could imagine that this guy had a violent conflict with the golden boy, and was later killed by the golden boy.

"I see!" Zhang Jianhua said, "Since you are a doctor in Baitou Town, you will die if you die." Just find a place to get out of life, what are the ghosts doing in our village?!"

The ghost in the coffin said, "Cut, that's what you asked!" Am I so willing to spoil my good deeds and refine my physical body? I came here to seek revenge on that young immortal!"

"Hahahaha!" Zhang Jianhua laughed. He said, "You came to take revenge on that young immortal? The golden boy is a sixth-level immortal, and you are just a demonized little doctor, can you get revenge?!"

"You're right!" The eerie voice in the miniature coffin said, "At present, of course, I am not the opponent of that young immortal, but I have my own way! I want to speed up my cultivation, and when I have almost cultivated enough, I will compete with that young immortal! I'm here to worship the Ten Thousand Years Ghost Ancestor as a teacher. ”

"It's really like like gathering, people are grouped!" Zhang Jianhua scoffed. "You're a nondescript ghost, so you've come to apprentice to the Ten Thousand Year Ghost Ancestor!"

The ghost of the demon doctor in the coffin didn't seem to care about Zhang Jianhua's ridicule, and continued: "Things gather like things, things gather like things! However, to my great happiness, I met a 10,000-year-old ghost ancestor with the ability to reach the sky! However, I have only learned some fur techniques now, and you also know that I am a ghost, without a real body, and I need to use a coffin, relying on this yin qi condensed in the coffin to ensure that my soul is immortal, and with the help of the extremely rich ghost qi in the coffin, I can cultivate the ghost world......"

"Well, I see, as long as you kill this miniature coffin and disperse the ghost energy in the coffin, you'll be completely finished!" Zhang Jianhua smiled and waved the five-element axe in his hand.

When the ghost of the demon doctor in the coffin heard this, he was suddenly a little silent, and it was obvious that his fatality was said by Zhang Jianhua.

At this moment, the demon doctor secretly said in his heart: "Damn! I was originally a famous demon doctor, but now, I have been ignored by a mortal!

Suddenly, the demon doctor thought of something, and his tone suddenly hardened, and said: "Zhang Jianhua, you cut open this miniature coffin? I'm afraid there is no way to do it, this miniature coffin is a treasure given to me by the Ten Thousand Years Ghost Ancestor, it is the best magic weapon of ancient times!"

Zhang Jianhua and the demon doctor were arguing, and Wang Hanjun had been standing like a machine, holding the miniature coffin in both hands, and it had been about ten minutes, and Wang Hanjun had not reacted at all.

At this time, a person came out from the courtyard next to him, it was a middle-aged man with a shotgun and a purple hat, it was the best hunter in the village who hunted "one shot", he was Wang Hanjun's father.

It turned out that Wang Hanjun said that he was going out on patrol, but he didn't come back for a long time, and at this time, he heard Zhang Jianhua's loud voice after being shot, thinking that something had happened, so he walked out with a dog and a vigilant face.

"Zhang Jianhua, you see that the Han army has no ...... Hey, isn't this Han Jun, what is he holding in his hand?" he saw at a glance that his son was holding a rectangular box in his hand.

"Uncle Wang, don't come here!" Zhang Jianhua immediately shouted at the shot.

Zhang Jianhua thinks that although one shot is powerful, but he is very good at fighting rabbits, if it is about dealing with demons and ghosts, it is actually better than himself and Wang Hanjun, no matter what, he and Wang Hanjun have gone through the experience of the underwater empire, and their bodies have the strange power of demon leeches, and Wang Hanjun's right arm is a crab pincer of the commander-in-chief of the three armies of the underwater empire.

"Jianhua, why can't I go over?!" A shot glanced at Zhang Jianhua with a strange expression, and then looked at Wang Hanjun and said, "What the hell is wrong with Han Jun?

At this time, Zhang Jianhua suddenly felt very strange, just now, the gloomy voice in the coffin kept talking, since Wang Hanjun's father came out, that voice has stopped, what's going on?

Since the eerie voice in this miniature coffin no longer came out, Zhang Jianhua no longer insisted on blocking Wang Hanjun's father from coming.

As soon as he was shot and killed, Zhang Jianhua said to the shot: "Uncle Wang, since Han Jun accidentally got this miniature coffin, he has indeed become a bit of an idiot, you see, he doesn't say anything, his eyes are hooked, when he walks, his legs suddenly can't move normally, like a machine." ”

After hearing Zhang Jianhua's words, he immediately went over, and couldn't help but say that he wanted to use the butt of the gun to knock out the miniature coffin in Wang Hanjun's hand.

Zhang Jianhua felt that it was really beyond his strength to kill with one shot, however, Zhang Jianhua didn't have time to stop it, and the butt of the gun that killed with one shot had already smashed on the miniature coffin.

Syllable!

A rifle butt smashed over, a guy, and smashed that miniature coffin away.

Zhang Jianhua's eyes fell to the ground when he boarded, and he was immediately impressed by the shot.

Huh, my magic weapon, the Five Elements Axe, can't smash the miniature coffin, but Uncle Wang used an ordinary gun butt to knock it off!

Zhang Jianhua didn't know that the world was originally a thing descending from a thing, and the shotgun in the killer was not an extraordinary thing, it was once sacrificed by a Taoist priest, although there was not much mana, but the attributes of this shotgun were extremely yang, and the miniature coffin was extremely yin, so this shotgun was just to restrain the miniature coffin.

Of course, that miniature coffin, after all, is the yin of the 10,000-year-old ghost ancestor, so naturally it will not be smashed by a single shot, it flew to the fork of a big tree, and then, it sits there steadily.

With a shot, he used the moonlight to see the location of the miniature coffin, and then raised his gun to aim, trying to knock the miniature coffin down.

With a thud, the muzzle of the shotgun erupted in a piercing flame, but soon, the shot fell backwards.

It turned out that although the miniature coffin was restrained by a shotgun, it could only be killed with one shot, even if it was knocked out, with the strength of one shot, it was impossible to hit it on a tall tree, it just borrowed its strength and deliberately flew to the tree.

At the same time as the shot was fired, the miniature coffin immediately spewed out a yin force, and this yin qi directly hit the shot and fell backwards.

Zhang Jianhua was shocked, and immediately bent down, with a pair of big hands, holding the body of a shot, and asked urgently: "Uncle Wang, are you okay?"

After a shot and struggled to his feet, he realized that the miniature coffin was so powerful that he would no longer provoke that horrible rectangular box.

At this time, Wang Hanjun no longer had the control of the miniature coffin, his sanity had recovered to normal, and his body could move normally.

Wang Hanjun steadied his mind, pointed to the clusters of bushes, and said to Zhang Jianhua and his father: "Let's ignore the miniature coffin for now, let's get rid of the other yin object first." Although I couldn't speak just now, the real problem with the message conveyed by the miniature coffin is not in the miniature coffin, but under this bush, now, let's dig it up here!"

"Is there a problem in the bushes? Okay, son, just do as you say!" Since Wang Hanjun came back from the underwater empire, he felt that his son had grown a lot of life with one shot, so he usually handled big and small things according to his son's opinion.

Zhang Jianhua wanted to use the five-element axe to cut down the bush, but Wang Hanjun said: "This is not appropriate, the power of the five-element axe is too great, and it will destroy the truth under the bush, it is best to use the normal iron shovel in the mortal world to dig it." ”

As soon as he heard his son say this, he said, "I'll go and call two young and strong men, and let them come and dig with shovels." ”

After a shot killing, he turned around to call someone, and not long after, two strong men with shovels in their hands came over with a shot. (To be continued......)