Chapter 169 You call these brats?

The street on the east side.

The fierce ghost, several meters tall, jumped around the house without restraint.

Boom! The wall was knocked down at will.

Suddenly, when walking to one of the streets, the ghost stopped.

This street is sparsely populated, and no one seems to live here.

The looming stench seems to have affected its sense of smell.

This foul smell seemed to give him some kind of fear.

He stopped and looked around. Even if he found something that could threaten his existence, he still did not dare to step into it.

The street in front of me.

It was the ancient temple street that Shen Mu had visited according to the coordinates before.

The ghost looked inside and saw no one, so he lost interest, dropped the torn arm in his hand, and chose another path to continue moving forward.

On top of the wall.

A rooster crows.

He looked at the several-meter-tall Li Gui with a look of disdain.

Li Gui looked up, and his scarlet gaze seemed to scare the rooster.

The big rooster flapped its wings and flew behind the old man opposite.

The old man held a pipe and pot in his hand.

He took a careful sip, and then, seeing the gray-haired big rooster with feathers all over the floor, he smiled disdainfully: "Humph, now you know you've run away to me. You didn't eat what I gave you before, and now you're scared. If you want to find me, get away as far as you want, I don't care about you."

The rooster scratched its neck and cried out a few words.

It seems that this old man is not interesting enough.

At this critical moment, you don't care about me?

In this case, don't blame me for not laying eggs for you in the future.

far away.

A group of monks flew over and stood observing from a distance.

This Li Gui is different from the others. He is several meters tall and seems to be stronger than the one from the school.

Maybe the methods are different.

Many Qi practitioners are still afraid of this kind of powerful ghost.

Because it not only relies on physical attacks, but also has some very weird tricks.

This is something that some ordinary Qigong practitioners do not have, and it is difficult to resist.

At this time, the fierce ghost had already arrived in front of the old man.

The sinister black claws have already been raised above his head. With this blow, the old man's head may be smashed.

At this very moment.

The old man smoking a cigarette glanced at the side and said: "Smelly Taoist priest, aren't you a police officer now? You should do this job. If you are still standing there, believe it or not, I will turn around and sue you." ?Your salary this month will be wasted."

Qi Beifeng, who was secretly watching from a distance, sighed helplessly.

Finally he ran out with a smile: "Hey, hey, old man, you have a really keen sense of smell, can you smell me? But I just arrived, you don't need to tell me that I should handle it, this is my job, just rest." You rest."

Old Man Zhu smiled disdainfully and snorted coldly: "Tsk, I really don't know what that kid Shen Mu is thinking, letting you, a broken Taoist priest, serve as a catcher? Is there any use for him? Just like you, you can't eat anything. That’s enough. I can’t do anything. I’m bragging about being number one. I actually came to you. I’ve lost my mind.”

Qi Beifeng's whole body felt bad: "Hey, hey, hey! I said, old guy, we don't do this. I came here with good intentions to help you deal with the trouble you are facing. Why are you scolding people next to you? Then forget about the original How did I help you tell your fortune?"

"Humph, it's okay if you don't mention it, but you'll get angry if you mention it!" Old Man Zhu said reluctantly.

"Old man, it's been a long time since this happened. Besides, you can't blame all these things on me. My calculations were obviously accurate. When you unveiled the tiles that night, you must have connected the wrong tiles!"

When Old Man Zhu heard this, he became furious, blowing his beard and staring: "You fucking fart! I clearly exposed the top few tiles above his head!"

Qi Beifeng: "How many pieces?"

Old Man Zhu: "Four, five pieces!"

"Damn!" Qi Beifeng vomited blood: "I told you, it can only be one tile! You have to pick up four or five tiles. A hole like that is so big that even a person can find it! Can you still blame me for this?"

"roll!"

"..." Northwest Feng was helpless.

He was really speechless at this moment. Did the old man misunderstand voyeurism?

We can't make too much noise about this matter.

You even lifted five tiles from someone’s house. Why didn’t you just lift the roof of that house? Wouldn’t it be more enjoyable to watch?

I sighed in my heart.

Then he looked across at the ghost that was much taller than him.

At this time, it seemed that he was about to attack.

The Taoist priest narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled: "I had a hexagram early today. Dark clouds are pressing over the top, which is not a good sign. But I didn't expect that it would be ghosts pressing down on the city! To be honest, this kind of thing is similar to

I'm not very good at fortune telling, but I've learned how to deal with these things like you, but I'd better say some things in advance. Don't blame me when you are sent to the underworld by me.

, I can only blame your master for being too cunning. Well, besides, in a place like Fengjiang, you guys are not the ones who can cause chaos... Oh, okay, okay, no more ink, what's the matter?

Ah, just go down there and talk to the Lord of Hell."

Qibei Feng rambled on and on, leaving a lot of ink stains.

"...!"

"!!!"

"???"

Seeing this, the people around me were powerless to complain.

What kind of weird agent is this Fengjiang looking for?

Looking at it this way, that wretched man holding a knife over there is considered good.

Although my mouth smells a bit bad, my mouth smells fragrant.

But it's better than this, at least people seem a little unhappy like that.

And from a physical point of view, he is also more reliable.

Looking at this again, I really don’t know what to say.

I'm afraid I really don't know how to write the word "death".

And just when everyone was complaining.

Perched at the feet of Bei Feng in the distance, the Bagua Disk appeared instantly, then expanded infinitely, directly covering all directions.

This scene shocked everyone in the distance!

"Gossip?"

"Is this a formation?"

"No, have you ever seen such a portable formation?"

"No……"

No one can understand what Qi Beifeng is doing.

I don't quite understand what happened.

It's just that when the ghost faced the Taoist priest, it held its black claws high and was frozen in shock for a long time.

As for why it doesn't move, no one knows.

"Which Taoist lineage does this person belong to?"

"It seems...not Taoist."

"Yin Yang Bagua...it's a bit like the Yin Yang family!"

"Yin Yang family? Don't be ridiculous, how is that possible?"

"Yeah, how could a member of the Yin Yang family be a policeman in Fengjiang?"

"makes sense."

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Zhao Taiji held a long knife between his legs and followed a ghost with a vulgar look on his face.
To be continued...