Huang Quan's companion

The magic stick opened his mouth wide, couldn't believe what he heard, pointed to his nose and asked back: "Are you afraid of me? You are kidding me! Min Yuejun, who have you been afraid of since childhood? Those two wolf dogs raised by Orion at the foot of the mountain You are not afraid, you are afraid of me? I am afraid of you!"

Min Yuejun closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "I won't argue with you."

Shen stick thought that this person was probably sick, so he was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he turned his head and left.

Min Yuejun noticed his departure, and when he opened his eyes, he could only see his disappearing back.As a master, he was not good at lightness kungfu when he was alive, and he was not good at fencing the sword. He was out of breath after running a few steps. After death, he became a ghost and flew wherever he wanted, much faster than him.

He wanted to catch up, but he felt his feet shake and he staggered on the spot.It was only then that I belatedly realized that the group of lonely souls and wild ghosts who had been guarding the mass graves for the past two days had consumed too much mental energy, using the magic circle and the magic weapon continuously, and being so angry by Qing Rong, the mind and body were exhausted, and they lasted until now Still not fainting depends on the breath in the chest.

Now that he knew that Qing Rong's soul was still there, he was not in a hurry.

He pressed his chest, suppressed the surging blood in his chest, and turned back to the mass grave.The magic circle he cast was too strong, and some of the lonely ghosts with shallow skills had already lost their souls, and the rest no longer screamed hoarsely, and could only squeeze into the magic circle to snatch the least injured corner.

Shi Tianning hugged Wan Niang away from the magic circle, choked her throat with both hands and lowered his head to blow into her mouth.

The pure white ghost energy poured into Wan Niang's weak soul continuously, she seemed to be hungry for a long time, desperately absorbing this little food.

Shi Tianning's face was getting bluer and greener, but his hands were firmly protecting Wan Niang's back, and he lowered his eyes and waited for her to wake up.

Seeing this scene, Min Yuejun lightly waved his whisk to dispel his anger, and said lightly: "She will be fine after a while of cultivation, you need to spend less effort."

Shi Tianning looked at him coldly, and asked: "You want to find someone, but how could you not find them with your ability? It's really a wise man's way to vent his anger on the little devils in the mass grave!"

Hearing the irony in his tone, Shi Tianning said calmly: "I can't find him."

Shi Tianning sneered.

Min Yuejun said: "If you had told me where he was earlier, why would I be here?"

He Tang was bored in the umbrella and couldn't help but taunt: "You are cruel, are you justified?"

Hearing this, Min Yuejun turned his head to look at the Shura Umbrella that fell on the ground, raised his hand to put it away, and the umbrella was in his hands.It's just that the umbrella is too hostile, and it counteracts the yang energy in his body. As soon as he took it, he loosened his five fingers in pain, took two steps back, and said in surprise: "Such a strong ghost energy..."

Yang Jinshu pulled He Tang out of the umbrella, immediately put the umbrella back into his sleeve, and looked at him a few steps away: "Master Dao, we have no grievances or enmities with you, why do you want to be so cruel?"

Min Yuejun looked at him and asked, "You saved my master?"

Yang Jinshu remained silent.

Min Yuejun understood.He looked at the magic circle in the mass grave, remembered his promise, and said a long formula in his mouth, and dispersed the magic circle.But the moment the magic circle broke open, hundreds of fierce ghosts rushed towards him screaming, during which the hostility soared to the sky, causing strong winds, lightning and thunder!

Shi Tianning's expression changed, and he hugged Wan Niang and quickly hid in the distance, not to be entangled with these crazy ghosts.

There are many lonely and wild ghosts in the mass graves, especially fierce ghosts. Over the years, they have become more and more powerful in devouring the souls of newcomers. When they go crazy, they can eat seven or eight people who pass by for funerals to nothing but bones.Today they were put together by Min Yuejun, and their hearts exploded with anger, wishing to peel this stinky Taoist priest to pieces!

Yang Jinshu was buried in the back mountain of the Yang family, with excellent geomantic omen and the blessing of his ancestors, ghosts dare not mess with him, but Hetang is just a little ghost who was fed by Yang Jinshu with incense and candles every day. Delicious, it is undoubtedly a delicacy for Li Gui, and some treacherous ghosts left Min Yuejun alone and came straight to Hetang.

"Wow, wow, there's a ghost!" He Tang yelled in panic, completely forgetting that he was also a ghost.

Yang Jinshu's ears hurt when he heard it, he stretched out his hand to hold his collar, shook his right hand, opened the Shura umbrella in his sleeve, and recited the formula in a low voice, put He Tang Tuanba into the umbrella and stuffed it back into his cuff, raised his eyes, The evil spirits surrounded him and said fiercely: "Yang Jinshu, hand over that little devil!"

Yang Jinshu gathered strength with his fingertips, looked at them behind his back and said, "He Tang is my married relative, how dare you set his mind on him?"

"Heh, your family stuffed you with a boy indiscriminately, do you really take it seriously?" The evil spirits sneered, and flashed into his ears in an instant and said sinisterly, "Hand him over, or I will eat you too!"

Yang Jinshu tilted his head slightly, pursed his lips, drew a Tai Chi diagram with his fingers in mid-air, and slowly pushed it to the top of his head.

The pure blue aura spread out along the rotating Taiji diagram, and the evil spirits lurking around felt the strong energy rushing towards their faces, and they were shaken five feet away, screaming in pain.This is the Taoist magic circle taught him by the magic stick, and it is the most effective against these ghosts.

Yang Jinshu didn't want to get entangled with them, so he hid in the treetops far away, and spread a magic circle around his body to avoid these ugly, hungry and red-eyed ghosts.

Min Yuejun was not so lucky. He was seriously injured at this time, and he was torn apart and threatened by hundreds of ghosts overwhelmingly. His ears were full of piercing wailing, and his whole body was full of ghosts, as if they were going to drag him into the endless hell.The ink-colored Taoist robe on his body is a Taoist magic weapon, it will automatically move in the absence of wind, and it can carry layers of charms when the hem flutters, causing all ghosts to scream.With a flick of the fly whisk in his hand, he killed more than a dozen ghosts, and scattered a group of ghosts as soon as he struck.

The second time Yang Jinshu saw him make a move, compared with the sharp and sharp way of drawing swords and facing each other back then, this wide-opening and wide-closing technique was more lethal, heavier and more ruthless.Yang Jinshu couldn't bear it. These biting and screaming evil spirits were friendly neighbors he had met by chance when he came to visit, but they were forcefully forced out of their hostility by Min Yuejun. They turned into evil spirits and disappeared in an instant.

Hundred ghosts travel at night, lightning and thunder.

Min Yuejun's face was more terrifying than a ghost under the reflection of the lightning that pierced the sky. He seemed to be tirelessly clearing away the obstacles around him, but he was exhausted. The fierce ghost took advantage of the gap to enter, and its long claws scratched through the Taoist robe on his chest, revealing five bloody paw prints.Min Yuejun spewed out a mouthful of black blood, sacrificed the soul-locking bell, threw it in the air, the golden light vibrated, and the crisp bell sounded like an ancient bell, which made ghosts run away screaming.

However... it was too late.

They were all taken back by the soul-locking bell, trapped in the bell and struggling silently.

Min Yuejun coughed and took the soul-locking bell into his hands, half kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath.

Just now Yang Jinshu dodged to Shi Tianning's side, and threw him and Wan Niang into the Shura umbrella, avoiding the attack range of the soul-locking bell.

All of a sudden, the huge mass grave was eerily quiet like a thousand ghosts passing through.

The strange thunder and lightning disappeared, and the light blue ghost mist that remained after the ghost was gone floated in the air, forming a natural confusion.

Yang Jinshu didn't dare to get close to Min Yuejun, so he could only ask from a distance: "Min Daoist...you...you have taken in so many ghosts...what are you going to do?"

"Li Gui naturally wants to transform, and if he can't, he will use it to make alchemy." Min Yuejun stood up, looked at him, and suddenly smiled, "You know my surname is Min, Qing Rong told you?"

Yang Jinshu: "..." I slipped my tongue.

Min Yuejun put the soul-locking bell in his sleeves, and the whisk disappeared. The faint smile on his face gradually faded away, his eyes revealed deep sorrow, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I thought he was dead... his soul disappeared... ..."

Yang Jinshu nodded: "It should be so."

"But he still..."

Yang Jinshu interrupted him: "He is dead, his soul is still alive, and he is just holding on."

The expression on Min Yuejun's face gradually disappeared, he said softly, "That's not bad."

Compared with Soul Flying Po San, this is already very good.

he said in his heart.

Then, he closed his eyes and slowly fell backwards.

The tall body fell to the ground with a dull sound, and the supernatant hibiscus crown on the head almost shattered.

Yang Jinshu was startled, hesitantly walked over to investigate, only to find that his mind was damaged and he was unconscious.

"Min Daoist? Min Yuejun...Min..." He called several times, but the other party didn't respond.

Yang Jinshu reached out his hand to explore his cuff, wanting to find out the soul-locking bell, but he didn't know what magic weapon was hidden in his sleeve, and it shook him out so hard that his left arm was almost numb.His five sense organs were all tangled up and he screamed twice, but he still managed to drag Min Yuejun up and back to his place behind the Yang family.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw the magic stick sitting cross-legged on the roof in a daze.

He shouted: "God stick, come help!"

Shen stick heard the sound, jumped down from the roof and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Let them out of the umbrella..." Yang Jinshu handed him the Asura umbrella, "I'll send the guests to the room to rest first."

The magic stick tightened his scalp: "What guest?"

Yang Jinshu dragged Min Yuejun out from behind and threw him on the ground.

God stick:"……"

Yang Jinshu kindly explained: "He was devoured by all kinds of ghosts, hurting his mind, and he doesn't know when he will get better."

The magic stick looked at him expressionlessly: "Are you stupid? Your house is a yin house. Did you put a living person in to kill yourself or him?"

Yang Jinshu was taken aback for a moment, and said stupidly: "Can't the living live?"

"Oh my God, you were really fooled by He Tang. The yin house is naturally for ghosts like us to live in. A living person like Min Yuejun who is full of yang energy should live in the yang house!" Wan Niang and Shi Tianning were released from the umbrella, and threw He Tang's collar to Yang Jinshu, and said admonishingly, "Why don't you two go down the mountain to fight a robbery and eat more brain supplements."

Yang Jinshu sneered: "Don't dare."

The dizzy He Tang listened to half of the words, and asked: "What are you doing to replenish your brain?"

The magic stick patted the top of his head: "Long brain."

He Tang was angry: "Are you doubting my IQ?"

The magic stick gave him a blank look, he was too lazy to argue with him, and turned to look at Shi Tianning behind him: "Tianning, do me a favor and throw this scum out."

Shi Tianning was seeing that Min Yuejun was upset, and after handing Wan Niang to He Tang, he carried the enemy out of the door with the magic stick one after another, threw him on the ground hard, regardless of whether he lived or died, and went back to the house with his shoulders on his back.

Yang Jinshu looked at them stupidly: "Just... just throw it away?"

Shi Tianning rolled his eyes: "Otherwise? Feed him with your incense, or hand over He Tang to let him make alchemy?"

Yang Jinshu: "... Daoist Min has high mana, so it's okay to throw it outside."