Don't force me to quit the group!

Walnut tremblingly asked: "Excuse me... are you His Highness Shichen?"

The man looked back and said coldly: "Oh, there is a ghost cultivator among the group of celestial masters!"

Walnut immediately shrank back to He Wei's side, not daring to make a sound.

He Wei ventured to test: "Xiao Mingfeng?"

The man frowned, and said sarcastically, "Smelly Taoist priest, I have already given up on that disgusting Yangjian name."

"Oh..." He Wei collected himself, "So you are really a dust eater?"

"Exactly."

Just as He Wei wanted to go up to ask another question, he felt that someone was holding his cuff, and when he turned around, he found that it was Ah Ling.

Although Ah Ling lost his face, his whole body showed the pain in his heart. He trembled all over and his shoulders were hunched. It seemed that he took a long time to touch He Wei's hand, signaling him to feel himself.

"Speak up for him, stinky Taoist priest," Shichen said with a cold expression, "I want to see what he wants to say."

He Wei concentrated his attention, released the stellar energy again, sensed it for a moment, and replied: "A Ling would like to ask why you came back."

Shichen smiled sarcastically: "Isn't our daughter going to advance tomorrow night? How could I miss it."

He Wei passed Shichen's answer truthfully, which seemed to be consistent with A Ling's guess. He only trembled slightly, then stabilized, and asked again: "You want to kill her?"

"No, of course not, what's the point of killing her?" Shi Chen looked at A Ling with extremely complicated emotions, and gritted his teeth, "I want to liberate her."

Before the words fell, he muttered some spells, then turned and rushed towards the basement.

"We can't let him pass!" Walnut said anxiously, "Release the wraith in this kind of place and there will be no grass around!"

"it is good!"

Before it was too late, He Wei instantly pushed out two walls of golden light, sealing the entrance to the basement.

Shichen barely stopped in front of the sudden golden light, and sneered, "It's a small trick."

But before he could make a move, Ye Yintang and Bo Chen had already rushed in front of him.Although Ye Yintang didn't wear a sword, he was nimble and powerful, and fought back and forth with Shichen; what surprised He Wei was Bo Chen, who thought that Bo Chen was just a talisman maker in the team, But I didn't expect that his fist and kick skills are quite fierce, and he also has agility that is rarely seen in his height and physique, and he can always block Ye Yintang's attacks at the right time.

There was a faint sense of true energy in the fists and feet of the two of them, but the hit on Shichen's body still seemed to be neither painful nor itchy.Even with the accumulation of black energy on his body, Shi Chen has the tendency to surpass him faintly.

He Wei looked impatient and wanted to help, but felt that his control over the Gang Qi was not precise enough, so he could only stand and worry.

A cloud of black air had already gathered in Shichen's palm, he pointed at the golden wall and blasted out, unexpectedly the golden wall resisted the blow.Just as he was about to strike again, he heard footsteps coming from outside the gate.

"Eh? Why is there so much noise inside?" Huang Doudou shouted into the room while looking for the key: "Everyone in the Fa Cai Boys Group, are you awake?"

Only then did He Wei suddenly realize that it was already morning.

Shi Chen smelled the sudden appearance of more than a dozen strangers in the air, looked directly at A Ling, gritted his teeth, and said, "Tonight, you will all die."

Then, it turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared without a trace.

"The yang energy is too heavy, and it is easy to damage the morality." Walnut also quickly pinched his hands and pulled A Ling, "We also retreat first."

Then also disappeared.

Before the four of them had time to restore everything that had just been disrupted, Huang Doudou had already brought in a dozen people from the production team.

Huang Doudou looked at the mess and said in shock: "What are you... doing?"

"Uh..." He Wei scratched his head, still breathing heavily, "I lost my phone, and they are looking for it for me."

"Really?" Huang Doudou looked at He Wei suspiciously, "Then all of you are out of breath and disheveled?"

"I, I, I..." He Wei's tongue was tied, and it took him a long time to smooth it out: "Actually, we got bored and started playing hide-and-seek!"

"Oh?" Huang Doudou became interested when he heard it, "Did you secretly read the script?"

He Wei: "Huh?"

Huang Doudou pulled He Wei's hand excitedly: "The program we have scheduled today is also hide and seek! Come on, tell us, where is the most hidden place in this house!"

Before the recording of the daytime program started, the four of them held an emergency meeting to discuss strategies.Although they took turns suggesting that Huang Doudou spend the night outside, they were all rejected one by one, and they obviously couldn't come up with more convincing reasons.

He did not think too much about heretics. For example, Song Yizhou offered to poison and enchant everyone with sleeping incense, but Ye Yintang vetoed it with a black face, because they were exorcists, not bandits.

What's more, the cameras in the villa will be on for a whole day, and any hands and feet they want to do will be recorded, and they will even be punished by the "uppers" for revealing their identities.

He Wei asked: "Why can't we get rid of the ghost girl's resentful spirit in the house first?"

Ye Yintang thought for a while, then shook his head: "It's not that simple. It will take a long time to get rid of the resentful spirit, and the movement will be very loud, so we usually need to take it to the underworld and hand it over to Jiuyou's errand."

"Oh..." He Wei asked again: "Why is it so complicated to get rid of the resentful spirits?"

"Because the resentful spirit must first appear, then lead her out of the place where the resentment is generated, weaken her energy, and then slowly influence it with the help of yang energy. The process will take a long time."

"So..." He Wei lowered his head and pondered for a while, "I might...have a solution."

"any solution?"

He Wei desperately searched for something in the hall: "Wait a minute, I need to find someone who can get anything..."

Then, he immediately raised a warm smile and waved: "Aunt Hong and Daoist Wang! Good morning!"

……

Soon, the recording of the show began.

The content of the game during the day is actually full of routines and boring. It is just an ordinary hide-and-seek game. It can be imagined that the effect of the show is based on various "Oh, you are hiding here!" !"to fulfill.

However, the program team always found that the four members of Fa Cai Boys always hid in some strange places for a long time.

Moreover, when they came out, they would have a strange fragrance on their bodies.

While taking a break, Huang Doudou poked at the paper accidentally exposed in He Wei's pocket and asked, "What is this?"

"It's nothing!" He Wei immediately clutched his pockets tightly, "It's just some souvenirs!"

At the end of the day's recording, Huang Doudou found out when he reviewed the material that the four members of Fa Cai Boys hid in different rooms almost every time they played the game—that is, they traveled all over the place in one day. every corner of the villa.

Huang Doudou wanted to ask again, but he didn't expect that Chang Long and Sachiko's manager stopped him in a serious manner.

Chang Long said seriously: "Ahem, Mr. Huang, is the live broadcast tonight going to be held in this villa?"

Huang Doudou nodded: "That's right, that was the original plan. Everyone sat in that room in the basement and talked at night by the fire."

"No!" Sachiko's manager waved his hands desperately, "There...something bad will happen there!"

"Did something bad happen?" Huang Doudou looked confused, not knowing that the room had completely changed, "Don't worry, the camera just broke down when Xingzi was in that room, so nothing was captured .”

The manager looked resolute: "Never! Don't you still have the link to connect with Sachiko? Can you imagine how painful Sachiko must have been when she saw that room?"

Huang Doudou was a little anxious: "No, you are making some far-fetched reasons. Besides, we have already planned it, and we are going to go down and arrange it soon. What do you want us to do?"

"Anyway, you can't go to the basement to live broadcast!" The manager sighed, "Oh, our Xingzi has been lying in the hospital for a day in a coma for some reason. I'm afraid it's already... Hey, I really want to go to the Artists Rights Alliance and apply for a public investigation, and I can't be..."

Huang Doudou was startled when he heard the Artist Rights Alliance, and immediately put his hands together: "Stop, stop! Sister Zheng! We have something to talk about! Don't keep looking for them, we will cooperate with you whatever you say!"

Huang Doudou can't stand any tossing about the thin-skinned funds. He is too humble as a program producer.

"Oh, what should I do..." Sister Zheng turned around, gave Chang Long a sly smile, and winked.

Because Xingzi was safe, before she had time to thank them, she promised Chang Long to cooperate in the play.

Chang Long took it very naturally: "I have a way to get the best of both worlds, and the effect of the variety show is guaranteed to be very good!"

Huang Doudou: "Huh?"

Chang Long narrowed his eyes and smiled mysteriously: "Mr. Huang, do you still remember the cemetery that He Wei and Ye Yintang went to in the second live broadcast?"

Huang Doudou seemed to have thought of something: "Of course I remember... the talisman paper, He Wei being sucked by a cat, and fireflies are all the materials we plan to use in the promotional film."

"Then let's live broadcast there tonight, how about it!"

As night fell, a group of artists came to the gate of the cemetery with the help of assistants and staff.

Xiaojie rubbed the dirt under his feet on the rock, with an unhappy face: "What! Why do you come here so well..."

Chang Long passed by him, and said in a lukewarm way: "The sun hasn't completely set yet, and it's hard for you to walk here. Isn't it unethical to let the two of you walk up at night?"

Xiaojie immediately became unhappy, pointing at Chang Long: "You..."

"Okay," Huang Doudou handed out the water in his hands to everyone: "Everyone will make do with it tonight, and it's our penultimate live broadcast, shall we make it quick?"

"Hmph." Xiaojie was already sullen, but when he turned his head and saw He Wei helping the staff carry the equipment, he was furious: "What are you pretending to do!"

He Wei didn't hear clearly, thought he was asking what was in the box, and replied solemnly: "Little Niuzi!"

Xiaoniuzi crew is often used as an abbreviation for generator, but at this moment it seems to have a different meaning.

A group of staff members around immediately laughed secretly.

Obviously, they also prefer He Wei who is sincere and unaffected.

Xiaojie's cheeks were flushed, and he pointed at He Wei: "How dare you be so arrogant when your teammates are not around? You really don't understand politeness at all. Our industry still pays attention to the order of seniority and inferiority. Do you know that you I'm a newcomer, you should put it among the trainees, you have to bow when you see me!"

"Oh? What?"

A gentle but emotionless voice came from behind.

He Wei looked back in surprise and found it was Bo Chen.

Ye Yintang and Song Yizhou could only stay in the villa for tonight's plan, leaving him and Bo Chen to deal with the live broadcast first. Originally, He Wei was quite uncertain, but he didn't expect that Bo Chen would... speak.

Pochen walked up to Xiaojie, with his back straight, more than a head taller than him, his shoulders were broad and his waist was narrow, and the shadow he cast almost covered Xiaojie.He paused deliberately, and then said in an extremely oppressive deep voice: "Don't bring the extreme succession system of other countries to our country. We have always relied on strength to speak, understand?"

Xiaojie looked shocked, his lips moved for a while, but he couldn't say a word.

Even more shocked than him was He Wei.

He had never seen Pochen so unfaithful.

Pochen even approached and picked up the staff's box for him.

He Wei said to himself: "Is this real? Isn't he possessed by someone?"

Chang Long looked at He Wei with a teasing face: "Oh, you really don't understand us, Chen."

He Wei: "?"

"He..." Chang Long paused, as if he was thinking of suitable words, "He is the last backing of our regiment, you can always trust him. In other words, as long as Ye Yintang and Song Yizhou are not around, he will take over Their position protects your people."

"Protect...me?" He Wei felt unbelievable, "Do I need protection?"

"You are also protecting them, maybe you don't know it yourself." Chang Long shrugged: "This is the meaning of teammates, protecting each other, helping each other, and not interfering with each other. In a sense, you and Chen are The most suitable member of the men's team is more suitable than Ye Yintang and Song Yizhou."

"Oh." He Wei digested this information with difficulty.

"Anyway, take it easy," Chang Long patted He Wei's shoulder, "Just do your best. The live broadcast will start soon, go quickly~"

Chang Long's words lingered in He Wei's mind. He thought that Bo Chen's anomaly only stayed at that moment, but he didn't expect it to run through the entire live broadcast process.

Everyone sat on the bench at the entrance of the cemetery, first remembered the lost heroes, and then chatted for a while. The popularity of the live broadcast room has always been lukewarm, and there are not many bullet screens.

Xiaojie thought for a while, then suddenly smiled mysteriously and asked, "Shall we take turns telling ghost stories?"

All the people present here are young people in their twenties. As soon as this remark came out, everyone cheered up and praised him again and again.

Xiaojie started by telling a story about encountering a ghost in the school dormitory, and later found out that it was a sleepwalking roommate. Although it was clichéd, it succeeded in igniting the atmosphere, and the popularity of the live broadcast room gradually began to rise.

Then a few little stars talked about the things they had experienced, such as ghost quilts, human skin paintings, pen fairy, dish fairy and other classic plots reappeared one by one. Although it is not new, it was told by a group of handsome men and beautiful women. Still don't have some fun.

Soon, the others finished speaking, and even Aunt Hong told a short story, and everyone's eyes turned to He Wei.

Xiaojie had a malicious look on his face: "Weiwei, you know so much about Taoist priests, you must know a lot of ghost stories too, right?"

The familiar smell of green tea is overwhelming.

However, He Wei thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of any suitable story to tell.

After all, his ghost stories are all true.

At the critical moment, Bo Chen smiled faintly, and cut off the conversation: "How about I talk about it first? I finally thought of it, and if I don't talk about it, I'm afraid I'll forget it."

Xiaojie had a reluctance on his face, but the people around him felt that it was new, because they hadn't heard this tall and silent man talk much before, so they coaxed him to talk.

"Okay, then I'll start.

"Once upon a time, there was an orphanage on Canglong Mountain in the suburbs of Beijing. There was a pair of abandoned twins in that orphanage. They ate together, slept together, and lived together. They stuck together every day. Even the nurses And the teachers often couldn't tell which of them was which.

"The director of the orphanage often withholds funds, only feeds the children expired food, drinks unfiltered water from the spring, and often lets some children into his room. No one knows what they have done. What, but those children became silent afterwards, and even covered in blood for a moment, and disappeared strangely.

"Although the dean is bad to the core, he is a very superstitious person. He hangs many pictures of the emperor and the emperor in his room, and he often burns incense and pays homage to his head. Oh, yes, he even specially asked his subordinates to The nursery staff removed the fourth floor of the orphanage and let the third floor be followed by the fifth floor, because they felt it was unlucky.

"Until one day, he felt that the twins had grown up, and it was time to bring them, um, 'enjoy'. So he invited them to the principal's office and pried away their last bit of innocence. But he accidentally missed, In the process, he accidentally killed one on the spot.

"He was terrified but couldn't tell which was which, so he made a deal with the remaining twin and let him play both roles and get on with his life.

"But he couldn't sleep well since that night. One day he woke up from a dream, but saw the remaining twin child in front of his bed, and insisted on dragging him downstairs, saying that something big happened. He was in a daze I just followed that boy down the elevator, but when I woke up again, I found that the floor displayed on the elevator was four."

Achen stopped his mouth in a timely manner, and looked at everyone with a smile.

Aunt Hong hurriedly patted her chest: "Oh, what a sin, what a sin...I don't want to hear this kind of ghost story about human nature."

A Chen said indifferently: "People are always scarier than ghosts."

"No, you haven't finished your story!" Xiaojie said anxiously: "What happened to the principal after that? Which twin is looking for him? What happens after?"

People around echoed: "Yes, yes, let's talk about the next thing!"

"The latter is very simple." A Chen shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't care. "The headmaster has since disappeared. It was many years later that someone found his blood on the top of the elevator, but the body was never found."

"What about the twins?"

"No one knows which one survived. According to the nurses, he often looks like a different person from time to time, as if the souls of two children are in one body."

Xiaojie couldn't help taking a deep breath, and after a while he said contemptuously: "What a terrible story!"

"Oh?" Ah Chen raised his eyes and looked straight at Xiaojie, "If I tell you, is this a true story?"

Xiaojie was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't believe it."

Achen leaned on the stone on one side, seemingly indifferent: "The place names and news exist, you can check them out."

"impossible!"

"If you don't believe in ghosts, why listen to ghost stories?"

"you……"

"Achen, what are you talking about?" Song Yizhou suddenly sat over, patted Achen on the shoulder, and then smiled embarrassedly at everyone: "Sorry everyone, I just didn't feel well, so I'm late."

Ye Yintang also sat beside He Wei, and said together, "I'm sorry."

Xiaojie pouted: "It's about time for you to come too, right?"

"It happened suddenly, and we didn't want it," Ye Yintang smiled lightly, "but I think you have a good atmosphere."

Aunt Hong smiled: "Your minister is really a real person. I haven't seen him talk so well before. The stories he told almost scared us to death. How do you say this in the words of you young people? Oh yes, variety show The effect is full!"

Everyone smiled in agreement, and He Wei glanced at Bo Chen quietly, only to see that he had returned to his previous cold expression, and he didn't speak anymore.

Xiaojie persisted and said: "It's obvious that you guys proposed to come here for live broadcast, and you don't come until it's over, are you going to be lazy?"

"Well, we did not do well in this matter, but we can make up for it," Ye Yintang said to everyone with a serious face, "Just now we asked Daoist Wang, and we found out that today is the day when the Black Death Star flies into the middle palace, no It's so auspicious, so we want to keep vigil for the martyrs in the cemetery for one night, as an apology, is that okay?"

Everyone looked unbelievable, Aunt Hong thought for a while before asking: "It's late at night and dew is heavy, you stay here all night, be careful not to freeze your body!"

Ye Yintang nodded slightly to express his gratitude: "Thank you, Aunt Hong, but this is what we should do. Wang Daochang and He Wei taught us some Buddhist rituals, which can comfort the spirits of all heroes."

Song Yizhou added: "It's getting late, just like what Aunt Hong said just now, the dew is heavy at night, please go back to your room early to rest!"

Everyone hesitated, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the rich boy group.

If you want to talk about the popularity, there are no well-known figures in this cemetery; if you say it is really for the heroic spirit, this behavior is too sudden...

Do you really want to apologize?

Huang Doudou was also full of question marks, and hurried over and asked, "Leave a camera crew for you, and you can watch the night and broadcast live all night?"

"No need." Ye Yintang bowed and refused, "We just want to keep watch quietly."

"Hey, okay." Huang Doudou agreed superficially, and immediately moved to Ye Yintang's side, and asked in a low voice, "Shall we save a paparazzi shot and quietly take a picture of it for you to spread on the marketing account? You can't ignore any splashes, right? what?"

Ye Yintang hurriedly bowed his hands: "It's really unnecessary, thank you, we are sincere."

"Okay..." Huang Doudou scratched his head, "Your group...is interesting."

"Captain Ye, can I also stay, I also want to watch the night for the heroic spirits?"

The delicate voice was mixed with the fragrance of tea, and the faces of the four members of Fa Cai Men's Group were instantly covered with black lines.

The unbeatable Xiaoqiang rubbing the king is here again.

What Xiaojie thought in his heart was that these four people must be tricky in raising the vigil, and he had to intervene no matter what.

Song Yizhou stopped him with a stride: "It's windy here, it's not suitable for you to stay here, don't be sick."

"It's okay, I'm in good health." Xiaojie has already got into the tent set up by Song Yizhou and Bo Chen first, "Multiple people have more calories, I think the heroic spirits can sleep more peacefully, what do you think, Brother Huang ?”

Huang Doudou couldn't figure out the key point at all, so he just said naively: "Is... right?"

After all, he can't say, what are you talking about when people get together to watch the night.

The four of them looked at Xiaojie's attitude that if you don't hit me, I won't leave, so they had no choice but to give up.

The rest of the stars and film crew quickly withdrew, leaving only five of them at the gate of the cemetery.

The four of them stood outside, feeling a little embarrassed looking at the figures tossing and turning in the tent.

He Wei suppressed his voice and asked, "Is everything done?"

"Well," Song Yizhou nodded, "Music boxes have been arranged in various places in the house, and I asked the little paper people to hide them too. As long as the ghost girl Wraith takes action, they will open the music box and make her suffer. Control of the music, all the way here.”

He Wei asked again: "What about the other half's resentment?"

"Those cats?" Ye Yintang took out the remaining half bag of grass in his pocket, "Catnip has been sprinkled along the road as you said, I hope to attract them here."

"it is good."

He Wei looked at the rising moon, and murmured: "It's ironic, the cemetery is the place with the most yang energy in the vicinity. It's just that the wraith will be forced to come here, and Chen Chen will definitely..."

"Yes." Song Yizhou distributed the team uniforms to the three, "Brothers, it seems that a fierce battle is inevitable."

"Ah."

"Oh, why are you all standing outside and not coming in, and when will the mage you just mentioned start, and also, is there any toilet nearby..."

Xiaojie's sharp voice broke the atmosphere of the battle in an instant.

Song Yizhou's face was full of black lines: "Excuse me, what are we going to do with this person?"

He Wei thought for a while: "Do you still have that candle...?"

"Yes!" Song Yizhou took out the candle from his pocket, and forced himself to walk into the tent with a brimming smile on his face, "Xiaojie, I had a bad attitude before, and I gave you this candle, which can not only soothe the nerves, but also brighten Skin tone, beauty and beauty..."

Xiaojie looked surprised: "Oh! Thank you Zhouzhou! You are so kind!"

Song Yizhou: "?"

I change my face and you change too?

What the four members of Fa Cai Boys didn’t know was that just now Xiaojie felt that they must be plotting some kind of plan—but he didn’t expect it to be a ghost hunting plan rather than a popular marketing plan—so he took out his mobile phone and chatted in the fan group With a notification, the live broadcast was quietly turned on.

At this moment, the live camera is half recording the scene inside the tent, and half is recording the scene outside the tent.

"!!! Is this a special project of "Hi, Haunted House"?"

"The entertainer spent the night in the cemetery? What kind of outrageous game is this!"

"It's these guys from Fa Cai Boys Group again, wait, I seem to have discovered something, isn't this the story line Huang PD promised before?"

"Hold the grass, the mountain is so dark, it's too scary."

"Srds, sisters, why is Chen Yuanjie broadcasting?"

"Emmm...Maybe the program team thinks this is more eye-catching. Look, doesn't this attract you?"

The audience's response was even more enthusiastic than the serious live broadcast just now. After all, it is rare to see a live broadcast in a cemetery, especially when artists are in a cemetery. The popularity of the live broadcast instantly soared to the top ten on Weibo.

Xiaojie looked at the popularity figures, smiled with satisfaction, and became more and more energetic.

Song Yizhou looked at his candle: "What's the matter, Xiaojie, aren't you sleepy?"

"Not sleepy!"

"You..." Song Yizhou had already begun to question his level of making magical artifacts, "Don't you think this candle smells delicious?"

"Ah? Is there?" Xiaojie rubbed his nose nonchalantly, "I'm sorry I have a rhinitis and can't smell anything."

Song Yizhou: "..."

Xiaojie: "Brother Zhouzhou, why don't we go out and see what the three of them are doing?"

"No need!" Song Yizhou pressed Xiaojie's shoulder: "I still have some secret ointment, tea and soft candy here, make sure you use them up... feel refreshed!"

……

outside the tent.

The three of them were staring at their surroundings vigilantly.

He Wei shuddered: "I think they may appear soon, and the aura here is obviously different."

"Well," Ye Yintang's sharp eyes shot out from under his sword eyebrows, scanning the endless night on the side of the mountain, "Get ready, this is your first battle."

"it is good."

Bo Chen said indifferently: "You two, if you still have time, then I will..."

"Well, let's go."

"Thank you."

He Wei looked at Pochen with a puzzled face and walked outside the tent with a normal expression, took out a hard musical instrument case from the accompanying luggage, and took out a musical instrument that He Wei had never seen before.

Just as He Wei was about to ask a question, Ye Yintang explained softly in his ear: "This is Chen's habit. Before a big battle, he plays the piano and composes music to meditate."

"Oh..." He Wei only felt that this man made him even more unpredictable, "What instrument does he play?"

"Konghou. Similar to a harp."

"So... I see that he always wears earphones. It turns out that he really likes music."

"Like music?" Ye Yintang seemed a little surprised, "Did you know that Ah Chen wrote all the music of the Fa Cai Boys Group?"

He Wei: "Huh?"

"You're right that you don't know, Achen... he's used to keeping a low profile."

He Wei nodded solemnly: "Now I know."

"Besides, he almost always wrote it at this moment before the battle." Ye Yintang watched the moon gradually climb to the top of his head, half-sighed, "That's why the Fa Cai boy group has been silent for two years, and there is no new song. .”

"Ah."

The melodious sound of the piano quickly flowed out, blending with the moonlight and mountain wind tonight.

He Wei and Ye Yintang's worry-filled faces were gradually smoothed by the music, and they stood on the edge of the cliff together, each thinking about something.

The last stone behind them was lit by the full moon, reflecting a pale white.This shows that the moon has climbed to the very center of the night sky.

"Well, my paper figurine started to move." Song Yizhou finally walked out of the tent, "It just so happened that Xiaojie fell asleep because of me."

Ye Yintang nodded: "Okay."

"Look!" He Wei pointed to the sides of the mountain vigilantly, "I saw a ghost."

Some dark shadows are moving towards the mountainside.

"Well, it seems that Shichen's subordinates have found that the wraith is not in the house, and have already found it."

After Ye Yintang finished speaking, he drew out his saber and raised it lightly, letting it float in the air.

Then he stared ahead, concentrating for a moment,

"Approach, soldier, fight, person, all, array, column, front, line."

As soon as these words came out, it seemed that some switch was turned on, the sharp blade flashed coldly, and rushed forward quickly, and soon drew a beautiful arc in the dark night, beheading the approaching ghosts instantly.

Song Yizhou also smiled, took a stack of charms from A Chen, quickly folded them into a thousand paper cranes, and threw them forward.

Soon they brought the effect of thunder or fire, and wiped out the ghosts in the distance.

But more and more low-level brats are approaching.

Under the control of Shichen, they rushed towards them almost desperately.

He Wei was a little nervous at first, but suddenly saw behind Ye Yintang and Song Yizhou, under the cliff, some human-shaped ghosts were climbing up.So he instantly overflowed with golden light uncontrollably, and he couldn't restrain himself, the two golden walls pressed down, and all the ghosts on the cliff were wiped out.

Song Yizhou cast an approving look at He Wei, and grinned: "Ah, I really love the feeling of four people fighting side by side."

Ye Yintang also gave a low "hmm" in agreement.

"I have to say this, I've been holding it back for a long time," Song Yizhou folded up a stack of paper money, and threw it in the sky, "Blessings are immeasurable, Gong Xi Fa Cai!"

As soon as the long-lost slogan came out, in an instant, sword shadows, golden lights, charms, paper cranes... were flying all over the sky.

The talismans under the moonlight reflected He Wei's continuous energy, and in an instant, all the ghosts rushed towards them as if losing their minds.

The four different offensives each defended their own way, making up for each other's weak side, and fought back and forth with ghosts hundreds of times their number for a while, without losing the wind at all.

But soon, both He Wei and Song Yizhou suddenly felt a chill.

Song Yizhou was the first to react: "The resentful spirit is here!"

As if confirming what he said, the sound of the music box sounded at the foot of the mountain in an instant. Almost at the same time, all the ghosts turned around and walked down the mountain as if they had heard some order.

But a scarlet light and shadow quickly skipped over, overturned them all, and rushed straight to the cemetery.

Her target was Song Yizhou.

The initiator who has been driving the music box.

But this obviously fell into Song Yizhou's hands.

He immediately took out a sleeping bag from the tent and smiled arrogantly: "It's finally time for my baby to show off!"

After finishing speaking, the red shadow slammed into Song Yizhou's arms with lightning speed.

Song Yizhou turned over and jumped, dodging the blow lightly.

When she was about to turn around and attack again, she was blocked by three golden walls.

Song Yizhou immediately opened the sleeping bag, and after reciting a mantra, the sleeping bag produced a huge suction force, sucking the wraith in.

Song Yizhou hurriedly zipped up the zipper, but the ghost girl Wraith was not honest and was still on the rampage. Song Yizhou had no choice but to meditate on the spot, trying to suppress it with the help of spells and paper talismans.

The surrounding ghosts swarmed up in an instant, Song Yizhou's absence opened a gap in the defense of the four, and the three of them were instantly overwhelmed.

It's not that the little ghosts are too strong, but that there are too many of them.

He Wei took the time to look down the mountain, and there were at least a few thousand of the dense black ones.

He gasped heavily, the golden light could no longer be controlled accurately and could only sweep at random, but when he turned his head to look again, Ye Yintang's sword also began to tremble slightly.

They are almost at their limit.

"Heh, trash." A cold male voice rang out from the other side of the cliff.

Here comes the dust.

Before the three of them could react, Shichen turned his cloak lightly, and a whirlwind wall blew up behind them, forcing them to move forward to stabilize their footsteps.

Moving forward, there are thousands of ghost soldiers.

And the resentful spirit in Song Yizhou's hands also became more and more crazy under the guidance of this gust of wind, and it was about to be unable to suppress it.

This is the strength that one of the four ghost kings in the capital should have.

The four are about to be defeated.

At the critical moment, A Chen took a deep breath, turned over and jumped onto the boulder beside him, stretched out his hand, and Kong Hou flew over immediately.

"Ah Wei." Ah Chen's voice was still unhurried, "Listen well."

There was a clear sound of the zither, like the cry of a phoenix.

He Wei was taken aback.

"Do you still remember the night when Yi Zhou couldn't fall asleep?" Achen continued to stroke the strings, and the gorgeous movement penetrated into his heart, "You can still do that."

He Wei suddenly remembered that his talents were indeed different.

Gongfa.

And sound.

The author has something to say: huh huh.Catch up before 12 o'clock.Fixed typos!

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感谢在2021-07-2520：13：35～2021-07-2623：56：14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 16 bottles of Pear-Chan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!