Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Shaoyang’s heart was happy, saying: “What is the amount you said? How is it packaged?”

"We bought a lot of blood bags for blood transfusion, a bag of two pounds, added some medicines to the black dog's blood, and then people packed them and shipped them here."

Ye Shaoyang was stunned. "So many black dog blood, where did you find it?"

Wang Ting smiled a little, "slaughterhouse."

Under the leadership of Wang Ting, everyone went down the mountain and came to a pile of rocks at the foot of the mountain. Teng Yongqing moved a rock and there was a big pit underneath. It was filled with black dog blood in the bag, and there were many red cloths. The thing that comes up, Ye Shaoyang guesses that it is something that witchcraft needs, and there is no question.

"These things are shipped to the mountains." Ye Shaoyang asked wondering.

Wang Ting replied that from here to the nearest town, only twenty or thirty miles, although there is no road, but the trend in the middle of the mountain is relatively flat, the car can not open, but pull the car. As long as you are not afraid of hard work, you can come over. These things were from the time of the night before they were transported by cardboard.

Ye Shaoyang remembered that just now, Jin Shuai also used the scooter to pull the boy into the ditch. It is estimated that Wang Ting used the same method. It is not easy to think that these people can pull the cart into this mountain.

Everyone started to use a plastic bag to remove the black dog blood bag and find a hidden place. Ye Shaoyang asked for two backpacks to be filled, and the blood bags were filled. A red string is strung together and the pony is hung on the waist.

Then everyone sat down and made plans. They decided to split into two teams. One team was messed up, disrupted the blood wizards' positions, attacked them, and cooperated with another team to attack from the dead.

“Reaffirmed it again,” said Ye Shaoyang. “This is a society ruled by law. Our goal is to arrest Jin Shuai, rob the corpse of the corpse, and not take the initiative to kill. But if those blood wizards hurt us, don’t have to be merciless, it’s okay to kill one or two. This is the original words of Xie Yuqing."

Everyone nodded.

Then discuss the distribution of personnel, because the team under the mountain is the main point of attack, so everyone proposed to let Ye Shaoyang and Yan Xiaohui work together and attack.

"Monk and Xiaoting, sneak attack on the mountain." Ye Shaoyang said, "The monk left, on the one hand, a sneak attack, but more attention is paid to the following battle situation, help me at a critical moment."

"Small leaves, what about me?" Xiaoma sees everyone having arrangements, that is, not mentioning himself, not only anxious.

Ye Shaoyang said: "Of course you are with me."

"With you?" The pony pointed to a string of blood bags hanging around his waist. "What do I bring with this black dog?"

Ye Shaoyang picked up his eyebrows: "You said that among the four beasts used for sacrifice, except for the last one of the cattle raising pigs, why did you use horses instead of dogs that are more often eaten?"

The pony groaned and said: "Because the black dog blood can ward off evil?"

Ye Shaoyang nodded and smiled in a wretched manner: "You think, wait for them to pay for the corpse of the blood of the eight kinds of animals. When the old guy is enjoying the fun below, let us put the black dog blood into it..."

The pony’s face immediately showed excitement and shouted: “Let the old donkey drink a bit of fun, haha, it’s sour, good, I do!”

Xiaohui suggested that the people in the valley are now scattered. Don’t do it for the time being. When they start sacrificing in the evening, the staff will concentrate and attack, and the odds will be bigger.

Ye Shaoyang expressed support, so the group first found a hidden place to hide, and then Ye Shaoyang came to the place where there was a cell phone signal, called Xie Yuqing and told her about the plan so that she could bring someone now.

Teng Yongqing volunteered to go to the top of the mountain to monitor the actions below. The rest of the people kept hiding in the jungle. In order to avoid being discovered, there was no fire to cook. Everyone took some dry food brought by Wang Ting.

Originally, Ye Shaoyang wanted to wait for Xie Yuqing to arrive, let her and her people take responsibility, and then start acting on their own side, but after 8 o'clock, Xie Yuqing has not arrived yet. At this time, Teng Yongqing ran down from the mountain, nervous. Said: "They have begun to sacrifice, killing those birds!"

Ye Shaoyang looked around and said: "That can't wait, let's do it. Let's try to touch it from the dead man's ditch. How far can it be? Once you are surrounded, you will throw a blood bag on it!" Before discussing the good strategy, Ye Shaoyang explained it again.

Then five people were divided into two groups, Teng Yongqing and Wang Ting, carrying two large blood bags up the mountain, Ye Shaoyang three, rushed to the dead.

Ye Shaoyang bite the tip of the tongue and draws a palm of the hand in the right hand of the pony with blood. This palm can only last for about a quarter of an hour, so it must be painted.

"Does this thing, against the wizard?" The pony looked at the palm of his hand and said.

"Of course not. This can only deal with ghosts. If a blood wizard is looking for you, you should deal with him by dealing with ordinary people!"

"Hit, this is good for me." The pony laughed. "There are at least one hundred ways to deal with him."

When I came to the dead man's ditch, everyone found that the hope of the raid was gone: in the ditch of the dead, every 20 meters, there was a torch inserted on the ground, which was not brightly lit, but basically no dead ends could be used to hide. And every two or three torches, there is a black man who is there.

Ye Shaoyang took out the soul, and since he used it a few times, Ye Shaoyang felt that this thing was very good. Especially in the current situation, the soul can not only kill the ghost, but also to deal with people, is also a very powerful weapon, much more powerful than the mahogany sword.

Looking back, Xiaohui took out two money darts and clipped them in the fingers. The pony is carrying a wooden stick picked up from the woods, squatting in his hand and looks like a second-rate.

"There is nothing to say now, I will go first, you will act on the plane, and the goal will rush to the front of the altar!"

"Wait a minute, I have a signal, I send a text message to Wang Ping." The pony finished, took out the phone, and quickly typed.

Ye Shaoyang angered: "When you text, what are you anxious, after you come out, you have a chance!"

"I just fear that there is no chance to come out." Xiaoma smiled. "So dangerous, if you hang it, at least I have to give it to others."

Ye Shaoyang’s heart moved and said: “Do not worry, you will not have anything.”

When the pony finished the short-lived, Ye Shaoyang showed up the volcanic steps of Maoshan, sticking to the side of the ravine and rushing forward. There was only one thought in mind: grab the golden handsome and stop the resurrection of the **** corpse!

He ran very fast, and ran to the second torch in one breath, only to be discovered by the black robes not far from the front. The black robes obviously stunned and determined that they had not read the mistakes, and then they opened their robes. Not showing the means, Ye Shaoyang rushed to the front, will sneak a sneak peek, a whip on his face, directly fan out, one fell into the rock, fainted.