Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 750

Ding Ermiao sneered, and waved Ten Thousand Cuts in his hand. The Maoshan Seal in the sky suddenly dropped down, and the aperture also narrowed.

The ghost shrouded in the aperture was unable to withstand the increasingly concentrated pressure, and its movements within the aperture suddenly slowed down a lot.

However, the speed of the Maoshan Ghost-Chasing Talisman has not slowed down. It still shuttles back and forth in the circle of light, like a yellow lightning, flying vertically and horizontally to capture these ghosts.

"Spare your life, Archmage, spare your life!"

"Arch Mage, I know I was wrong, please be lenient."

"Arch mage, I am willing to serve you, I just ask you to withdraw the magic circle!"

"..."

For a time, the ghosts fled in panic, wailing and begging for mercy.

Ding Ermiao sneered and said: "You know now that I am the Archmage, don't you think it's a little late? Haha..."

Amidst the long laughter, Ding Ermiao kept moving his sword, and in an instant, all the ghosts in the circle of light were captured!
The five-element flag returned to its place, and the paper talisman stamped with Maoshan's seal also fell.Several large ghost-chasing talismans in the aperture were also taken back one by one by Ding Ermiao.Only the ghost-chasing talisman that hunted down the fat old ghost before has still not returned.

"Husband is so powerful, I can catch them all in one fell swoop!" Ji Xiaoxiao clapped and cheered, but her face was a little pale.

That's because, being under the light circle, Ji Xiaoxiao also felt the pressure, so it was caused by chest tightness and air blockage.

"Xiaoxiao, are you okay?" Ding Ermiao turned around, looked at Ji Xiaoxiao's face, and said, "Sit down, take a few deep breaths, and you'll be fine."

Ji Xiaoxiao nodded and sat down cross-legged.Ding Ermiao helped Ji Xiaoxiao sit on his feet.

Two minutes later, Ji Xiaoxiao stood up and her face returned to rosy.

But the big talisman that chased the fat old ghost still didn't fly back.

Ding Ermiao thought about it and no longer cared. He took Ji Xiaoxiao's hand and walked back into the house, smiling: "Xiaoxiao, we can start now."

"Okay, you release them first, and I'll choose the right roles." Ji Xiaoxiao sat down at the square table.

Ding Ermiao took out a large ghost-chasing talisman and shook it in the air. More than 20 ghosts rolled out, including men and women, old and young, with different heights, fatness and thinness.The candlelight reflected on those ghost faces, making them pale.

Moreover, the clothes of these ghosts are also very inconsistent. Some are old ghosts from the Qing Dynasty, some are in costumes from the Republic of China, and some should be ghosts from the last 30 to [-] years.

As soon as the ghost is released, he immediately wants to escape.But Ding Ermiao waved his hand casually, and the Five Elements Flags had already surrounded these things, spinning rapidly and being blocked.

"Listen, whoever dares to run away, I will make your souls disappear before your eyes!" Ding Ermiao shouted loudly, while flying out more than a dozen ghost-suppressing charms in succession, immobilizing some old ghosts with higher cultivation levels.

In front of Ding Ermiao's power, all the ghosts calmed down, cowering and not daring to step forward.

"Now, show me your most beautiful true colors in your life. Whoever becomes beautiful will be rewarded; whoever becomes ugly will be severely punished!" Ding Ermiao looked at the ghost in front of him and said.

The ghosts nodded together and used their magical powers to change.For a moment, the light and shadow changed, dazzling the eyes.

One minute later, the ghosts completed their transformation.Looking at it again, it is much more pleasing to the eye.

There were ghosts from the past, including hanged ghosts, drowned ghosts, some with burnt faces, and some with crooked features and missing limbs, which looked disgusting.Now after sorting it out, at first glance, it looks like a stranger.

"Are you the ghosts in this village?" Ding Ermiao asked.

A young female ghost with a distinctive appearance and an eloquent voice came forward and bowed: "Some are from the village, and some are from outside. There are more than 100 ghosts in the village, and there are more than 30 from outside. Life is a drama." Troupe. I am also from outside, a swordsman in the troupe."

Ding Ermiao nodded and said: "Very good, you are quite honest. Tell me what is your name?"

"My name is Ai Xiang, and my stage name is Wanmi. I was born in the 11th year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty, died in the 33rd year of Guangxu, and lived to be 22 years old." The female ghost replied.

"Well, that's right. He still had such a charming personality when he was dead. When he was alive, he was almost a heartthrob." Ding Ermiao looked at Ai Xiang. Sure enough, there was a hint of heroism in her beauty.

The 11th year of Guangxu was 1885; the 33rd year of Guangxu was 1907.Based on this calculation, it has been more than a hundred years since this female ghost died in her previous life.

"Thank you, Master Jinkou, for your compliments." The female ghost Ai Xiang thanked her, then turned around and pointed at several ghosts and said, "These are all members of our troupe, and they also died on the same day, in the 33rd year of Guangxu's reign. He was killed in a fire in Fengmen Village."

Ding Ermiao waved her hand, interrupted the female ghost Ai Xiang, and said, "How did you die? I won't ask now, I'll talk about it tomorrow. Ai Xiang, first find out all the members of your troupe, and stand in front of them." Go ahead, I’ll arrange something for you to do later.”

Ai Xiang nodded in agreement, and with a casual move, brought a few ghosts to stand under the gable on the east side.

The remaining dozen ghosts are standing on the west side. Needless to say, they are the ghosts of Fengmen Village.

"Who is the village chief here?" Ding Ermiao asked.

The reaction of these village ghosts was obviously a beat slower than that of the actors just now.

After looking at each other blankly, an old man wearing a melon cap replied: "The village chief is not here."

Ding Ermiao nodded, and selected a few village ghosts who looked smarter to stay, and sent them to the actors' side. Then, he opened the second ghost-repelling talisman and released about twenty ghosts.

The first thing is to intimidate these ghosts to show their best true colors before they were born.

"Everyone in the theater troupe should stand with Ai Xiang. Those in the village should stay where they are." Then Ding Ermiao gave the order.

Under the east gable, Ai Xiang waved, and several more opera ghosts passed by.

"Who is the village chief in your village?" Ding Ermiao looked at these village ghosts and asked.

A young male ghost wearing a long gown with thin skin and tender flesh came forward, bowed his head to the ground, and said: "Chai Lingfeng, the little man, has met the Great Master. As for the Great Master, my father Chai Yugui is from this Fengmen Village." Long. However, he has been captured by the Archmage and has not been released yet."

Judging from his conversation and behavior, he must be a person who has seen the world, but he is completely different from those village ghosts.

"Chai Lingfeng?" Ding Ermiao nodded and looked at this guy.

"Er Miao, this Chai Lingfeng is not a good person. One look in his eyes and you can tell he has evil intentions." Ji Xiaoxiao said at the side.

Chai Lingfeng's legs weakened and he knelt on the ground, shouting: "The Archmage knows clearly that I am really a good person, but I was killed by these actors and ghosts!"

"Chai Lingfeng, you are talking nonsense, you evildoer should complain first!" Under the eastern gable, the group of actors and ghosts screamed at the same time.

(End of this chapter)