"You mean, it all started with a dead person?" Yingzheng asked again

"That's right!" The old man answered anxiously, as if frightened by the momentum of Yingzheng's body

But Yingzheng ignored him and frowned seriously.

Why does this kind of thing happen?

Why did he become a ghost?

In reincarnation, why did that ray of Yin virtue not work?

Why exactly?

political frown

In the end, he was puzzled, but a thought that he had never had before suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Good people... Yinde... Reincarnation..."

"Wait, if that's the case.

His pupils suddenly searched to the size of a needle, and Ying Zheng suddenly lowered his head to look at his husband, his back was suddenly wet with cold sweat!

After throwing down a few pieces of silver, he got up and entered the rain.

"Daoist! Wait, where do you want a husband!"

"Outside the city."

"Wait, the Taoist is careful, the place has completely turned into a ghost land!" The old man said anxiously

However, winning politics has no meaning to look back at all, and goes straight into the dark avenue and disappears.

"No, my lord, the sun can't stop it at all."

"These ghosts are simply beyond common sense."

"I can't hold it here anymore."

Downpour

In front of the city gate outside the city wall in the east of Sioux City, in a simple tent, ten soldiers covered in blood on one knee.

Kneeling down, his voice was sonorous, and in the center of the tent, there was an old man wearing a Confucian ox robe

He held a cast tiger rune in his palm, emitting a faint luster.

"If you can't keep it, you have to keep it."

The old man was affectionate and indifferent, without much emotional fluctuations, "There are sixteen thousand behind us.

the people of Sioux City. ""As a city, you must be worthy of the name of the city owner. "

"These ghosts want to rush past my husband, but they are just stepping on my corpse and crying."

"If you want to go, there will be no Yang Lan."

Hearing this, the blood-soaked Colonel got up slowly and smiled freely, "If you want to leave

If so, it won't be here.The old man in the Confucian robe smiled slightly, stood up, and wanted to make a joke.

As a result, I struggled, but I couldn't get up, but opened my mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blood.

The captain of the school was startled and hurriedly got up to pass his husband, only when he saw that the old man had no lamb, he let out a sigh of relief and was laughed at.

"As far as you are, let's be honest, the whole Su Yu's life is hanging on you.

!!" "Thank you. "

The old man got up trembling and opened his mouth with a smile

The lieutenant became even more angry.

It was pouring rain outside.

But if someone can look down from the sky, it is not difficult to find that the entire Sioux City is enchanted

The scorpion used four rune walls that could not be seen with the naked eye, blocking the surrounding Su City.

Just a wall

It is the sun that blocks tens of thousands of ghosts.

And the source of this rune wall is the tiger rune of the small tent under the east gate of the city

The old man holding the tiger talisman would not use this magic weapon at all.

He can only rely on the pure arrogance in his chest that he has accumulated in his life, and drive it away with hard work.

Moving the tiger talisman, barely protecting the surroundings, every second is burning yourself

In just over ten days, the old man with a strong expression was dead.

Torrential rain pours, thunder and lightning flashes, the small tent leaks and the wind seems flat, and hoarse ghosts can be heard

Soul roar. "Do you have a husband to ask for help from the people around you?" the old man asked.

"Husband, my son went, but unfortunately he hasn't come back yet." The captain replied with a smile

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