Yin Yang ghost contract

What Feng Er said was correct, when the hanged ghost died, his feet were off the ground, and his soul did not touch the ground.

"Haha, woohoo!" A group of crying and laughing ghosts all stood on the white silk floating behind her, sticking out their long tongues, laughing wildly, crying, and those mixed strange cries filled the ears, which made it uncomfortable to smell. extreme.

"Hoo!" Du Shiqing raised the reins, raised the horse's hooves, and looked coldly at Grandma Mu who was floating in the air, her tiger eyes were blood red, wishing to kill the old woman, but the other party stood on the white silk, and could only watch helplessly Looking at it, the tiger's beard trembled with anger.

"Father, the situation is not good, let's withdraw." Du Wen said.

Du Shiqing looked at the casualties and injuries of the soldiers of the clan, and the other party didn't lose a single hair. He was sure that if the entanglement continued, the whole clan would be wiped out. He was not a reckless person, so he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Boys, get out!"

After finishing speaking, he took the lead, brandished his broadsword wildly, split the white silk and steered the horse back. The other tribe soldiers also fought in a long time, and were strangled by Grandma Mu, who didn't have the heart to fight again, and followed Duke Du hurriedly hit the horse and fled.

"Qin Jian, do you want to save the cauliflower?" Feng Er's eyes froze, and he flicked two fingers, flying a white silk, and asked.

"Yes!" I didn't hesitate.

"Okay, then you listen to the old man, the opportunity has come!" Feng Er said with an inscrutable smile flashing across his face.

"Okay!" I said immediately. "Don't dawdle, send your doll away first." Feng Er said.

"No, Brother Qin, I want to be with you!" Chunlan hugged me tightly, her face full of determination.

Feng Er coldly shouted: "Girl doll, now is not the time to make trouble, you are a ghost, if you don't leave, they will definitely kill your soul, time is running out, send her away!"

The white silk flew around, people turned their backs, and the scene was extremely chaotic. Over there, Du Gong's sword was not old, and even though Grandma Mu's white silk was powerful, she didn't dare to fight against his Dragon Slaying.

"Zha!" Du Gong raised his saber, and Zhanlong slashed at the big tree blocking the way. This knife was the blow of his life's cultivation, and the big tree blocking the way burst into pieces, "Withdraw!" Du Gong cut it off with his back A white silk coiled around his neck led the soldiers and killed them.

"Chunlan! Let's go, I'll come back to find you after I rescue the cauliflower!" I picked up Chunlan, kissed her on the forehead, and threw it on the windy back.

"No, brother Jian, I want to be with you, I'm not afraid of death." Chunlan struggled to get off the horse.

My heart was greatly moved, and I poked my finger on the horse's butt in pain, "Good blast, I'll leave my wife to you!" After suffering the pain, with a roar, he flicked his hooves and galloped away with the soldiers of all clans.

"Brother Jian!" Chunlan turned her head and called me sadly, I waved my hand, gritted my teeth and turned my head, unable to bear to see her teary eyes.

"Don't let Du Shiqing run away, chase after him!" Grandma Mu saw Du Gong rushing out of the encirclement, sitting on the white silk, yelled anxiously, and led all the ghosts to chase after him.

Seeing that Du Gong and his party were about to break out of the encirclement, Feng Er took advantage of the panic and went deep into the forest.

Entering the forest, the Yin Qi inside is oppressive, and it is so dark that it is impossible to tell the direction.

"Mr. Feng, where are you going?" I asked after taking a breath.

Feng Er pinched his fingers for a while and said: "**** is very cloudy, let's go northwest!"

After finishing speaking, the cat leaned forward and slid forward. I secretly sighed that Jiang was still old and spicy. I followed Feng Er and turned left and suddenly in the woods. After a while, the dense fog gradually dispersed, and a desolate and dilapidated small village appeared in front of me. .

I walked into the village with Feng Er. Unlike Duzhai, it still maintained the bleak situation when the village was massacred. The dilapidated, collapsed, and burned houses were scattered sparsely. To my surprise, all the ruins and walls There is a beam standing on each side, and a white silk is hung on the beam.

Seeing that I was confused, Feng Er explained in a low voice: "These are the places where the hanged ghosts rest. Every time they are hanged, their resentment and hostility will increase. Compared with the heavy ghosts, they are completely powerless to fight back."

This is true, all the ghosts in Duzhai have been staying in place for a hundred years, living and working in peace and contentment in the phantom, and the ghost is always thinking about revenge, increasing his hostility all the time. After 100 years, Duzhai is far behind. They are all hanged ghosts, and they have an advantage to a certain extent. No wonder the old man would flee in defeat.

"Why are you still standing there, destroy it!" Feng Er kicked my ass and cursed.

I let out a cry, and used the Five Thunder Talisman to destroy those white silks as quickly as possible, "Stinky boy, why keep those few?" Feng Er said.

I shrugged helplessly and said, "Mr. Feng, I think so too, but these white silks are too powerful, and my Five Thunder Talisman won't work."

Mr. Feng said: "You don't know how to use your brain, it has a strong yin energy, and your blood has a strong yang energy."

I'm stupid, you are old and proficient, you can do it with your hands, I said.

Feng Er grabbed my hand, scratched the back of it with his nails, quickly drew a spell on my palm with blood, and said: "Stinky boy, if I still have [-]% of my vitality, I can't be taken seriously by mere hanging ghosts. Go ahead and go."

I don't know what kind of talisman Feng Er drew for me, but the one on it is extremely powerful. When I touched the white silk with my palm, everything broke, which made me have to admire Feng Er's cultivation.

Indeed, if Feng Er was not seriously injured, with his cultivation as a master of Tianjimen, he would not be able to deal with these lonely ghosts. After all, there are only a handful of underworld masters like Niutou and Mamian.

Destroying the white silk, before I had time to be happy, the shrill ghost cries came from the forest far away, white cloths flew out of the forest at an extremely fast speed, the hanged ghost was hanging on the white silk, sticking out its long tongue , Crying and returning angrily.

Only then did I remember that when I first saw this group of hanged ghosts that day, they were not walking like flying, but floating nine inches above the ground, no wonder they disappeared at the intersection in the blink of an eye.

When the hanged ghost returned to the village, he saw that the white silk hanging around his neck was destroyed, and he was in a mess, and all the ghosts were shocked.

The hanged ghosts are not allowed to touch the ground. Seeing that their lair was destroyed by me, they all cried and wailed, and they all stopped on the small flat in the middle of the village, like rows of clothes hanging out.

"Hey, how powerful I am, it turns out it's nothing more than that!" I crouched under a broken wall and laughed.

Feng Er gave me a helpless look, "If your legs are broken, can you still walk? When the ghost died when the hanged ghost was strangled by the white silk, it was restricted forever, so the hostility was very heavy, and it was difficult to escape , you ruined their souls, their strength will be greatly reduced."

The ghost master's ghost, supplemented by his soul, may be a trace of hostility from himself and the others, a trace of afterimage, such as peach red, the ghost has been severely injured, and the soul body has almost dissipated. It's already gone.

All the ghosts were destroyed by me, and the remaining ghostly Bai Ling suffered a lot of damage. Grandma Mu was so angry that goosebumps popped up all over her face, she shrugged her nose, raised her left arm holding a pipe and yelled mournfully: "Yes! Popularity, search!"

Only then did I see clearly that the old woman's right arm was broken at the shoulder level. Don't think about it, she must have been injured when she was chasing and killing Duke Du. Dare to challenge Duke Du, after chasing him for a while, he can only return angrily.

The two hanged ghosts quickly floated towards us. Feng Er went to the ground like a dead body. I didn't know why, so I didn't have time to ask more questions, so I could only lie down with him.

The two hanged ghosts were floating above our heads, sticking out their tongues and mumbled: "It's strange, there is clearly a human smell in this place, why did we meet?"

The other scolded: "Forget it, look elsewhere, don't make grandma angry again, that old guy Du Shiqing is really lucky this time."

"Hehe, the old man was hit by grandma's soul-seeking banner, and he would be seriously injured if he didn't die. It's just that this abominable guy broke one of grandma's arms, which made her furious."

When I heard that my old father-in-law was injured, my heart sank, and I thought to myself, there must be nothing wrong with his old man, otherwise my crime will be serious.

"Shhh, don't talk about it, hurry up and arrest people, and if you catch them, hand them over to grandma, she will be happy."

As I said that, two hanged ghosts floated over my head.

When the two ghosts passed by, Feng Er raised his head, wiped the ashes from his face, frowned and said, "Unexpectedly, I would hide from the hanged ghost after being granted the title of Er I, it's really embarrassing."

I calmed down my worries, and calmly said: "Mr. Feng, your trick is amazing, they are all blind."