Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

The pony took a sigh of relief, and turned back to see the black pressure on a ghost, and he was shocked and jumped. "The trough! So much!"

In the middle of the ghost, some of them understood the end of the soul-throwing path and began to hesitate. Ye Shaoyang sang and sang the curse of the past, sent them one by one to the spiritual altar, and the figure gradually disappeared.

Ye Shaoyang took a deep breath. "Well, no one is bothering now, to catch the ghoul."

The two walked into the cemetery one after the other, and Ye Shaoyang remembered that the family was buried in the position - probably prepared for the corpse being stolen. At that time, even the grave did not rise, and a pit was dug directly.

With the impression, Ye Shaoyang went to look at it, dumbfounded: the grave had been excavated, the body was taken out of the banquet, lying on the ground, from the neck down, leaving only a **** skeleton It looks shocking.

"Well, the ghoul has come!" Ye Shaoyang fell and sighed. "Without the body, there is no way to lead it out. This is troublesome."

The pony said: "If there is any trouble, just find another body and you will not be able to do it?"

Ye Shaoyang gave him a white look: "Are you a pig? This mountain body has been eaten by it. Where can I find a body? I can't temporarily kill someone."

The pony scratched his head. "Oh, this is really no way." As soon as he looked up, he saw Ye Shaoyang looking at himself with his fiery gaze. There is a bad foreboding on the road, the guilty conscience: "What do you think I do?"

Ye Shaoyang smiled. "You are right, just find a body, you are. Come and pretend to be a dead person."

The hunch became a reality, and the pony quickly waved his hand and first denied him technically. "No, no, I am a big living person. How can I pretend to be a dead person? People are not stupid, but they have not bitten a living person." ""

Ye Shaoyang said: "This is simple, as long as you apply corpse oil on your body, put on a closed gas, hide your yang, and lie on the ground, you can definitely fool the ghoul, it only recognizes the smell, the head is not Very aura."

The pony slammed on the spot and waved his hands again and again. "That's even worse! When did it really treat me as a corpse, what should I do?"

"Do not worry, you are absolutely safe." Ye Shaoyang follows the rules.

The pony snorted: "That time in the bomb shelter, you said so, let me be a bait, and I was almost blinded by zombies, but I don't believe you anymore."

Ye Shaoyang said: "This time is different. This time you are lying in the soul of the soul. As long as it passes, activate those charms, you don't need anything at all. It is destroyed on the spot. Believe me."

Pony eyes: "I want money!"

Ye Shaoyang's eyelids turned over and disdained: "I said early, five thousand."

"Eight thousand!"

"The deal." Ye Shaoyang squatted down, took the pair of bones up, leaned on a grave next to him, took a small porcelain bowl with a medicinal medicine from the backpack, placed it on the ground where the chin was facing, and worshipped the corpse. Worship, the right color said: "In order to demon and demon, offended, this is also your merit."

At the moment, I lit a charm and baked it against the chin of the deceased.

A drop of scented corpse oil fell in a small porcelain bowl.

After the burnt one, the porcelain bowl also accumulated a corpse oil at the bottom of the bowl. Ye Shaoyang took out a brush and said to Xiaoma: "Come on, sacrifice."

The pony pinched his nose: "Small leaves, are you sure to give money?"

"Do not worry, let Xiaoru call you back when you go back." Ye Shaoyang smeared the corpse oil with a brush and brushed it on his face. The pony looked at the man lying on the grave and snorted: "We are Can you go far, I think that the corpse oil is on this buddy, I can't help but vomit."

Ye Shaoyang took him, returned to the side of the pre-arranged evangelistic road, gave him a few pieces of dried wormwood leaves, let him stuff into his nose, smashed his shirt, three times and five divided two, and brushed a layer of corpse oil on his upper body. Then wrote a closed-air character and posted it on his forehead, letting him lie in the soul.

"Remember, you are a dead person now, you can't move until you die!"

The pony slammed up: "Is it going to be beaten?"

"The metaphor!" Ye Shaoyang gave him a look. "Well, don't worry, just lie down!"

When the pony lay down, Ye Shaoyang also hid in the woods, waiting quietly, thinking that the character of the ghoul would not let go of the food, but thought that it had just finished eating a body. Will it be too full? It doesn't make sense to arrange it together.

I was thinking about it, suddenly a swaying sound of the grass, from behind, Ye Shaoyang suddenly turned back, saw a black shadow, ran away from the distance from the grass, the moment slammed, especially, where to run over, not Coming from behind me, I almost ran into it.

I had to put a hidden charm on myself, and I was motionless in the grass. When the thing ran past, I stood up cautiously and looked up. The guy was very short and his limbs were thick and short. The belly is surprisingly large, wearing a black cloak and ugly facial features, like painting.

Although Ye Shaoyang has never seen a ghoul, he is certain that this guy is a ghoul, and his body emits a faint red light, indicating that he is at the level of the ghost.

If you really fight it, it is really bad.

The ghoul walked into the creator with a small short leg and looked at the pony. It seemed a bit uncertain whether he was a corpse. In the eyes of ghosts and devils, Dafa is not seen, unless it is staying in the human body for a long time, and the wisdom is opened. Otherwise, the general ghosts can only see what they need, and they cannot see all the instruments.

Therefore, this ghoul has only a pony in his eyes, and he does not see dozens of charms that he is under his body. Hesitated for a long time and finally walked over. When there was a step away from the pony, the pony suddenly yelled and jumped up. The right hand that had been pressed against him suddenly lifted up, holding a brick in his hand and slamming it on the ghoul's head.

Ghouls are different from ghosts in the world. In the human world, they are entities. Therefore, the bricks in the hands of the pony should scream on the forehead of the ghoul.

"咔嚓", the bricks were broken into pieces, the ghoul's head just shook, squinting, and looked at the pony in a strange way. It seems that I don't understand the guy who smells the dead. How suddenly Stand up? Is it a zombie?

"Scratch, the head is really hard!"

The bricks were broken, and the pony looked at the ghouls. I didn’t know how to do it.

Finally, the ghoul can see that this is a living person, not a corpse, born timid, suspicious of it, did not want to look for the revenge of the pony newspaper, but turned and fled.

"Oops!" Ye Shaoyang stood up and took out the seven-star Longquan sword in the air. He stepped on the path of Maoshan and entered the soul-collecting road. He went to the ghoul who was going backwards, and the ghoul glanced. I felt the power of the sword, did not dare to contend, and shrank back.