Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"Maybe to kill, maybe to threaten me, no matter what, the result is one." Ye Shaoyang raised his arm and made a gesture of cutting down.

"Not that you are dead, that is, I am alive!"

During the speech, the dead air in the air in the front suddenly separated from the two sides. Ye Xiaoshuo and Xue Qi both held hands and walked into the air.

"Ye Xiaoshuo!" The villagers pointed out the first thing. "He is not dead, he has been dead for ten years, how come back!"

More people know Ye Xiaoshuo, and they talked about it for a while.

"Xiaoshuo... Xiaoshuo!" At the side of Ye Bo and Zhen Zhen, Ye Xiaoshuo's mother, Sanniang, almost fainted and shouted.

Ye Xiaoshuo flashed a glimmer of light in his eyes, then went dark and became indifferent and numb.

When the two walked tens of meters away from the street, they stopped and let the two sides begin, a blue phantom, slowly rising to the sky.

Ye Shaoyang and others looked at it with a suffocating mood. It was a woman with a dignified and beautiful face. She wore a gorgeous long skirt, a skirt and a long hair fluttering in the wind, behind her, a condensed one. The elliptical illuminator, which is about the size of her body, emits a faint golden soft light under the refraction of the sun, covering the body and appearing to have a strong shock.

The woman holds a clean bottle in her hands, and there are a few willow branches in it, facing the people in the town, without any expression on her face.

Ye Shaoyang and his party looked at each other. No one said, they all know that this blue woman is the ghost mother...

Ye Shaoyang stared at the ball of light behind the ghost mother, her expression a little cold, and a cold sweat on her forehead. how could this be.

In front of the ghost mother, Ye Xiaoshuo and Xue Qi, standing behind the four costumed girls, wearing red and green clothes, white face powder, eyes are particularly large, the proportion of facial features is very exaggerated.

Ye Shaoyang guessed that these should be the so-called fairy fairs, but he can see their true body at a glance, but it is a paper man...

"Xian Niang drove, pity the sentient beings..." Several of the fairies opened their mouths and shouted together, their voices were sharp, and with countless echoes, they pierced everyone's heart.

This weird scene has caused many villagers to face each other. Although the countrymen are superstitious and believe in ghosts and ghosts, they have never seen such weird scenes. Everyone is shaking and squeezing together. Some young people are excited. I took out my mobile phone and secretly took a video, but found that I could only capture a dark cloud, and the mobile phone had no signal...

The ghost mother waved her arms, and an invisible gas rushed to the face. Ye Shaoyang felt the change of the enchantment, but the ghost mother tried for a long time, and the enchantment did not move.

Ye Shaoyang looked up and smiled at her: "Don't bother, this is the seal left by Ye Fashan's ancestors, you can't open it."

The ghost mother gave up, after a while, handcuffed the wicker, took out a few drops of water, the dead air in front of the enchantment immediately spread to both sides, everyone saw this, behind Ye Xiaoshuo and Xue Qi, countless figures It is slowly floating.

"Isn't that the next king?" There was a man's eye, and he recognized the acquaintance and cried in surprise.

The man’s wife’s eyes were not as good as him, frowning: “Don’t talk nonsense, the next king has died for ten years...” But as the ghosts get closer, the women’s eyes are as big as mooncakes. Lost voice said: "It is really the next king."

Not only the "Lady next door", more and more villagers, found their friends and relatives in these ghosts, at first, there was some tension and fear, but with a girl crying a scream "Mother!" A lot of people's emotions, all of a sudden shouting at the souls of dead relatives, some emotions are very excited, tears.

However, the good thing is that these villagers saw the souls of their loved ones. Although they were excited, they did not lose their senses. They knew that they were all dead souls. The yin and yang were separated by people, so they only called their names and did not approach the past.

However, Ye Shaoyang had already felt the bad signs and hurriedly found Ye Bo. At this time, Ye Bo saw the death of his father in the crowd, and he also shed tears in sorrow.

Ye Shaoyang grabbed him and said: "The ghost mother may have to confuse them. So many people, when we can't manage it, you can just go and find some young people to come, fast!"

Ye Bo did not ask him what he was looking for, wiped a tear, came to the crowd, and ordered some people to let him go.

Here, Ye Shaoyang's fast-moving characters, and Ye Bo took twenty or thirty young people to come over. Ye Shaoyang also painted a meditation charm, which was attached to the young man's back neck and shouted: "This is meditation. Fu, you can keep your mind from being confused, don't take it off. If there is any situation, you must stop everyone from getting out of the seal!"

"What will happen when you walk into the black air?" asked a young man who was unclear.

"It will become a zombie!"

Everyone looks at each other.

Ye Shaoyang let them spread out, and then called Lao Guo and Ye Xiaomeng, let them both draw a meditation, how many paintings can be drawn, and they came to the face of the ghost mother with Yan Lengyu and others to prevent it from happening. accidents.

A picking fairy took a step forward and said in a clear voice: "There is no way for the road, and the soul is collected. These ghosts are all dying. They should have suffered in the city of death. It is the goddess who pity them and create the ghost village. Faduhua, now they are all immortals, you still don't come to recognize relatives, reunite people, but also get some scent..."

After listening to these words, everyone was even more surprised. Although no one dared to take a step forward, it can be seen from their expression that most people have been slightly disarmed. At this time, the ghosts have come to the border of death, scattered, one by one, reaching out with a kind smile on their faces, constantly shouting the names of their spouses and children.

In the face of the call of their loved ones, this group of people is even more shaken.

"What should I do?" Yan Lengyu pre-feeled what would happen, and some nervously said in Ye Shaoyang’s ear, "Would you like to go out and kill for a while?"

Ye Shaoyang slowly shook his head, did not wait for the opening, the four treasures said on the side: "Amitabha, these are the souls of the ghosts, the sin is not them, can not kill."

At this moment, the ghost mother's lips were slightly opened, and a voice that was ethereal and vain, like a cry, like a song, like a dream, no sadness, no emotion, but no emotion, but it was born into the ear of the listener. Strange resonance.

After a while, the expressions of the villagers became exhausted, the eyelids slowly closed, and there was little consciousness in the mind. Only the loved ones called, like zombies, open their arms and walk slowly toward the front. .