Wu Dalang: I really don't want to be an emperor

Chapter 57 Ghost Bride

After escaping from the Wuzhi window, the voice did not stop, and then the next window called.

"Guest officer, do you want yellow shoes?"

The voice was next door to Wu Zhi, screaming desperately towards the window.

Even through the wall, Wu Zhi could still feel the violent beating of the heart of the resident next door.

Obviously, the man was not asleep.

Also, it's scary right now.

This inn was full of talismans, both the windows and the room, and the man obviously failed to knock on the window.

After cursing a few words, the unclean thing selling yellow shoes left.

However, although most houses in Qingfeng Town are blessed by talismans, there are always some exceptions.

After searching for the ghost selling yellow shoes, he finally found an unlucky ghost.

"Guest officer, do you want yellow shoes?"

The voice was about two rooms away from Wu Zhi, and Wu Zhi could hear it very clearly.

The dirty thing that sells shoes seems to be eyeing him.

After no one responded in the room, he said pitifully again: "Please have pity on me, I haven't eaten for three days..."

The people in the room were already trembling with fright and dared not make a sound.

At this moment, the dirty thing shouted angrily: "Why, why is no one willing to help me!"

In extreme rage, the dirty thing slammed into Wuzhi's window again like it did before.

boom!
boom!
The ordinary wooden windows trembled violently under the impact of the ghost, as if they were about to fall apart.

"Help, help!"

In the room, the voice of the man calling for help sounded.

Bang!

It was fine if he didn't yell, but as soon as he yelled, the wooden window was smashed open and torn apart.

"hey-hey……"

The dirty thing smiled strangely, and rushed in through the window.

There was silence all around.

Everyone can't protect themselves, so naturally no one will save him.

Wu Zhi got up from the bed, opened the window, and jumped out of the window.

Although they met by chance, he still couldn't watch innocent people being killed by ghosts with a cold eye.

Especially when you have the ability.

The two buildings are not far apart.

After jumping out of the window, Wu Zhi jumped in.

The ghost, with a green face and a strange smile on his face, was in a mess and was rushing at a young man.

Without hesitation, Wu Zhi directly pulled out the demon-slaying sword from his waist, aiming at the evil ghost.

puff!

Before the evil spirit could react, Wu Zhi slashed him from behind.

With a scream, it immediately became two halves, turning into a puff of green smoke.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing the century-old evil spirit, rewarding you with 500 points."

This evil ghost has a hundred years of Taoism, and has done a lot of evil.

Don't think Wu Zhi has no backhand power, but for ordinary people, he is an irresistible existence.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The rescued young man was still lying on the bed, holding his head tightly, and screaming in fear.

"Okay, the ghost has been killed, wake up quickly."

Wu Zhi walked over, gently pushed him and said.

"Ah, ghost!"

It was beyond Wu Zhi's expectation.

Don't be afraid, it doesn't matter, when he touched it, the man screamed in panic, grabbed the quilt, and covered himself, leaving only his butt outside.

Wu Zhi didn't have time to talk to him, so he just kicked his ass and said fiercely, "Get out of here, or I'll eat you!"

"Don't eat me, don't eat me, my meat doesn't taste good at all!"

The power of the ghost is obviously much greater than that of Wu Zhi. After being intimidated, the man finally turned his head unwillingly.

Seeing Wu Zhi staring at him, the man asked in confusion: "Ghost, where is the ghost?"

Wu Zhi angrily pointed to the wreckage next to him, and then pointed to the demon-slaying sword in his hand.

"Thank you benefactor, thank you benefactor!"

Seeing that he was rescued by Wu Zhi, the man was so grateful that he kept thanking Wu Zhi.

With snot and tears, he hugged Wu Zhi's leg and cried.

Wu Zhi couldn't stand it anymore, and after a few words of comfort, he jumped out of the window and landed on the ground.

The ghost cannibalism did not happen alone.

In Qingfeng Town, there are still many people who haven't posted the magic talisman and have been attacked by ghosts.

Wu Zhi has the sword demon sword in his hand, and he is born to restrain ghosts.

Whether it's to save people or to accumulate points, it is imperative at this moment.

After jumping out of the window, following the emerald green light, Wu Zhi walked down the street with a sword in his hand, beheading several little ghosts who tried to harm others in succession.

"Ding, the host will reward you with 30 points for killing a 100-year-old ghost."

"Ding, the host will reward you with 20 points for killing a 60-year-old ghost."

The ghosts killed after Wuzhi were not high-level, and they were all under 50 years old.

Wu Zhi gained a total of more than 300 points, not as much as beheading a century-old evil spirit.

Anyway, for him, there is not much difference in the power of Taoism less than a hundred years old, anyway, it is just a sword.

The streets are lush and green, and the inns and houses on both sides have their doors and windows closed tightly, without any light.

The street that was originally full of people is now nothing but ghosts.

The city of people has become a city of ghosts.

However, most of the ghosts in the streets are lonely and wild ghosts, and only a few of them harm people.

Wu Zhi didn't kill ghosts at sight, unless they were evil ghosts and evil ghosts.

People have their own words, and ghosts have their own ghost words.

After passing by, Wu Zhi could hear the ghost whispering, but couldn't hear what it said at all.

Boom!

Boom!

On the street, Wu Zhi walked straight, observing his surroundings from time to time, and got to know the way of life of ghosts.

At this time, on the street not far from Wuzhi, bursts of firecrackers suddenly sounded.

The voice became louder and louder toward Wu Zhi.

The sound of firecrackers was crackling, accompanied by the noise of gongs and drums, and some people were responsible for blowing the suona, making the sound of celebration.

Just by hearing it, Wu Zhi knew it was a welcoming team.

Groups of welcoming teams in red clothes, carrying eight palanquins, gradually approached Wuzhi.

"The first to go on the road, the idler to retreat!"

On the opposite side of the welcoming team, there are groups of groups wearing white filial robes, with straw tied on their heads, and the same eight people are carrying big red coffins.

In front of the coffin, a special person was in charge of spreading paper, and a crane stood upright, neighing to the sky.

On one side is the wedding procession, on the other side is the funeral procession, a completely opposite situation.

This is quite unlucky for anyone.

Whether it is the welcoming team or the funeral team, after seeing each other, they are still going their separate ways.

The coffin was lifted and the sedan chair was delivered, and neither side backed down.

Immediately, they will collide at the same place where Wu Zhi is standing.

ghost bride?
Ghost off?

Wu Zhi held the demon-slaying sword in his hand, looked at both sides coldly, his face was always calm, but he was ready to fight in his heart.

woohoo...

The speed of the two sides is getting faster and faster, and they are only less than ten feet away from Wu Zhi's position.

In a daze, Wu Zhi could even see the faces of these ghosts clearly.

boom!
Suddenly, after approaching, the funeral procession and the welcoming procession became entangled.

The coffin collided with the sedan chair, making a loud noise.

(End of this chapter)