An Yi looked at the ghost king who pounced, his face changed for a while, and finally he was ruthless, and grabbed Zhong Siyu, who wanted to rush up, and said, "I'll hold him for a while, and you will find a way to take away all the little ghosts." ”

It's not that he has a good heart, but that he has his own considerations.

First of all, he has no spells to deal with ghosts at all, so many little ghosts let him kill them one by one, and he can kill them for a few days; secondly, he puts the pure yang sword in the space, and he doesn't want to expose it in front of people, so he can only pin his hopes on Zhong Siyu, at least the Taoist priest of Maoshan is famous for catching ghosts.

Without further ado, I saw that An Yi didn't give Zhong Siyu a chance to reply after speaking, stepped forward in three or two steps, and pointed into a sword, using the moves of the pure yang swordsmanship on the sword fingers, and wrestling with the ghost king.

I have to say that this pure yang sword technique is indeed extraordinary, and when it is used, it can convert its own mana into a righteous qi that is just to the yang, and it has a restraining effect on a qiē demon and monster.

Coupled with the tricky and deadly sword moves, for a while, the ghost king was really forced to retreat frequently, roaring again and again.

Here, Zhong Siyu couldn't help but be stunned for a while when he saw that An Yi was able to fight the ghost king with his bare hands, and even had the appearance of suppression.

But the ghosts didn't give him a chance to stay, and when he was stunned, they pounced on him one after another, making him scramble for a while.

While dodging the attacks of a group of ghosts, Zhong Siyu couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, even if he had a peachwood sword now, he would not be such a wolf.

I vowed in my heart that I would carry a magic weapon with me no matter what I wanted in the future, but the most important thing now is to pass the current level.

Suddenly, when he turned over again to avoid the attack of a ghost, the corner of his eye suddenly skimmed to the feet of a passenger, and there was a gossip mirror lying down, the mirror body was simple, obviously an antiquity, and most importantly, it turned out to be a magic weapon.

Zhong Siyu was overjoyed, a lazy donkey rolled and picked up the gossip mirror, took the middle finger of his right hand in his mouth and bit it, and put the blood on the gossip mirror.

"The sky is clear, sweep away the filth and eliminate the demons, a group of little ghosts, enter my treasure mirror!" I saw Zhong Siyu's right middle finger and ring finger clasped in the palm of his hand, against the back of the gossip mirror, the thumb, index finger, and little finger fingertips were buckled on the edge, and the mirror flashed, shining on the ghosts, and everywhere he went, all the ghosts turned into wisps of green smoke and were absorbed by the gossip mirror. In an instant, a large area was emptied.

An Yi was fighting with the ghost king at this time, but he left a trace of his mind on Zhong Siyu, it can't be said that he didn't have the mind to turn around and run away when he saw something, he could deal with a ghost king, but adding a bunch of little ghosts would be troublesome, and now he felt that half of his mana was about to be consumed.

But now that he sees that Zhong Siyu is so powerful, he must be able to clean up the little ghost in a moment and a half, and when the two join forces, will they be afraid of a ghost king?

Thinking of this, his confidence in comfort increased greatly, and he was a little faster between advancing and retreating.

But if such a situation can be comfortable, why can't the ghost king?

Seeing that Zhong Siyu accepted a bunch of little ghosts so lightly, the ghost king couldn't help but be furious: "You deserve death for your crimes!"

Suddenly, the ghost king's body was full of yin energy, and he waved his hand to force back comfort, and with a "poof!", he became invisible.

"Fuck it!"

Although An Yi could roughly sense that the ghost king was still in place by feeling, he had never tried to close his eyes and fight against people, he stomped on his feet, flew back to Zhong Siyu, and said helplessly: "That grandson is invisible, I can't see it." ”

"What? You can't open your eyes?!" Zhong Siyu was shocked, just kidding! People who dare to fight with the ghost king with their bare hands can't even open the simplest yin and yang eyes?

It's a pity that he really can't be comfortable, he looked at Zhong Siyu innocently, and asked, "What kind of eyes, Tianyan, Yin and Yang Eyes, or you can teach me now." ”

"......" Zhong Siyu was speechless, there was a feeling of meeting a pig-like teammate, and he was about to say more, but suddenly felt a darkness around him, and saw that the eyes of Yin and Yang showed that the ghost king was full of thick black gas, and he actually surrounded all the carriages.

An Yi frowned: "It's so heavy, now it's wrapped in evil qi, I really can't feel him this time, so it's up to you next." After speaking, he also had an expression of "I'm optimistic about you".

Zhong Siyu grinned, revealing an expression that was about to cry, and forced a smile: "It seems that I have to ask God." ”

"Please God?" An Yi was surprised for a while: "Erlang God is still Sun Wukong." ”

“...... Guan Erye. The corners of Zhong Siyu's mouth have obviously begun to twitch.

"Then please hurry up! Second Master Guan is also successful, at least he is still a martial saint, and he can't be caught against a little ghost. ”

“......”

There is no time to fight with An Yi, Zhong Siyu has not forgotten that there is a ghost king next to him, seeing that An Yi really has no intention of stepping forward to fight the enemy, Zhong Siyu hurriedly cast the spell of inviting God that he learned in Maoshan.

This Maoshan spell can also be called psychic art, which is the top essence of Maoshan door, the so-called psychic can also be said to please God, but it can also be said to invite ghosts, because this magic is divided into three classes, these three are the upper Mao Road, the middle Mao Road and the lower Mao Road.

Shangmao Dao is the highest level of spiritism, you can invite ghosts and gods; Zhongmao Dao is second-class, you can invite the patriarch of this school or all kinds of immortals, here the immortal family is not the gods in the sky, this immortal family refers to the earth animals to obtain the Tao, mostly Hu Huang and white willow gray, that is: fox fairy (fox), yellow fairy (weasel), white fairy (hedgehog), willow fairy (snake) and gray fairy (mouse); and Xia Mao Road is to invite ghosts, but the ghosts here are just shallow little ghosts, not much mana.

But no matter which of the upper, middle, and lower techniques to please the gods, after performing it, they will be seriously ill, and even die if they are not careful, because the mortal body can't bear so much power, so few people are willing to perform it until the moment of life and death.

But these causes and effects An Yi didn't know, looking at Zhong Siyu in front of him convulsively, and slapping his body from time to time, An Yi couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes: "This spell, don't learn it!"

That's right, he just wanted to see if Maoshan was powerful, and if he was powerful, he would learn the mind of both hands, so he pretended that he had no way to deal with the ghost king, and now it seems that this Maoshan thing is just like that.

When he saw the corners of Zhong Siyu's mouth twitching, foaming at the mouth, and rolling his eyes, An Yi even recognized this idea.

But then, a gust of wind blew, and a fierce momentum rose from Zhong Siyu's body, and An Yi had to put away his contempt thoughts.

"This momentum, I'm afraid it's about to catch up with the 6th judgment. ”

I saw that Zhong Siyu's eyes were not closed, and after opening them again, there was no emotion in his eyes, cold and abnormal, and he was angry, if ordinary people looked at it, they were afraid that they would be scared to death.

"Bold evil ghost, after two hundred and fifty-four years of death, he didn't go to reincarnation, but instead made trouble in the yang world, what a big boldness!"

"You...... Who are you?!" Under the boundless power, the ghost king trembled.

I saw a ruthless sneer on the corner of Zhong Siyu's mouth: "Let you die too, a certain Zhong Kui!"

After speaking, with a big mouth, Zhong Siyu's head was like a balloon inflated, slowly getting bigger, when his head became Fang Yuanzhang Xu Da, Zhong Siyu's big head inhaled in front of him, and the black clouds in front of him and the lonely ghosts inside were all swallowed into Xiao Yu's stomach.

Left, right, rear. ......

Zhong Siyu opened his mouth wide, constantly changing directions, all the ghosts in all directions were swallowed by Xiao Yu, and only one old ghost in the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty was still struggling to support.

"Heavenly ............... Grandpa Heavenly Master spares his life!" The old ghost of the Qing Dynasty who was struggling felt that the suction from Zhong Siyu's big mouth was getting stronger and stronger, and opened his mouth to beg for mercy.

However, Zhong Kui has no intention of stopping, it is taboo to absorb the yang energy of the living and cut off the life span of people, not to mention that this Zhong Kui has been eating ghosts all his life, especially evil ghosts, and he is not happy every day, and now that he sees "food", how can he let it go.

And An Yi was stunned for a while, Heavenly Master Zhong Kui, there is also a heavenly court in this world, and there are also immortals?

......

"Anyi, what are you thinking?"

This is a white ward, Zhong Siyu is lying on the hospital bed leisurely, but his tone is also a little weak.

At this time, a week has passed since that day, and after Zhong Kui devoured the old ghost, Zhong Siyu fell unconscious due to excessive loss of vitality.

An Yi first made sure that he was fine, and then woke up a few passengers in the same car at random, and then pretended to be unconscious.

After watching them call the police in a panic and accept interrogation, they finally pretended to wake up, and then avoided suspicion smoothly, and then ......

Then he came here, but he was not hospitalized, but with the bed, after all, no matter how he said it, he was fighting side by side, not to mention, he still had doubts in his heart.

In the past few days, the two have become acquainted, so An Yi did not beat around the bush, and directly asked the question in his heart: "Is there really a god in this world?"

"You don't even know this?" Zhong Siyu asked, and suddenly thought that An Yi couldn't even open the eye of the sky, and grinned: "Where there are any immortals, they are all deceitful to play." ”

"How could it be!" An Yi wondered: "That Zhong Kui ...... him"

Zhong Siyu waved his hand and said, "I really don't know how you cultivate, there is no door and no sect, don't you even have a master?"

"Pretty much. ”

"Uh......" Zhong Siyu was choked by An Yi, and simply said directly: "Forget it, I'll explain it to you from the beginning." ”

"The immortal you are asking about is it Heavenly Court, like what Jade Emperor, Nezha, Erlang God and the like?" Seeing An Yi nodding, Zhong Siyu sneered: "They said that there were, and they said that there was no." ”

"What the hell do you mean?" An Yi wondered even more.

"Actually, this god is a man-made ......" As Zhong Siyu's words slowly confided, a big secret about this world was revealed in front of An Yi's eyes. It shocked Anyi.

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