Is the evil spirit really just transformed by a breath of Yin Qi?

Of course not.

There are so many types of evil spirits, ghosts, wandering spirits, evil objects and ghosts, all with different origins.

The so-called evil spirit is only transformed by a breath of Yin energy, and it only refers to the lowest level of Yin energy. It is indeed a breath of Yin energy. If it encounters someone with a stronger Yang energy, it will not cause strange things.

Some of them even go unnoticed from their existence to their disappearance, they are just part of the rebirth of yin and yang.

But does this prevent Hu Ma from saying this?

It doesn't interfere either.

Today's Huma wants to borrow the words he heard from the second master to embolden the people.

Anyway, I can't escape, so if I let the evil spirit rage here, it's better to take action in advance and seize the opportunity first. The common people are emboldened, so the energy and vitality that burst out at this moment is not as good as that of the old Huotang Zizu.

How different are the temples and the like.

He used thunderous means to deal with this brat just to maintain his courage.

With this courage, he can also use his strength to deal with the evil spirits in the village. If he can deal with one, he will deal with one. If he really encounters a big one, he will not feel guilty if he runs to Laoyin Mountain.

And this move worked as expected. The villagers who followed behind became bolder and still sang and drank along with the guys.

Even the four or five people who had just been fascinated by the little female ghost were pulled into the crowd and rushed into the village. However, not long after they rushed in, they saw two people standing in front of them.

A sycamore tree has a belt hanging on its body.

When so many people arrived, they seemed invisible. They just concentrated on fastening their belts and reaching in with their heads.

Seeing this unexpectedly, the villagers also felt a little trembling in their hearts.

But Hu Ma didn't let them have the chance to be afraid at all, and immediately shouted: "What the hell, you dare to do something strange!"

"Datong, bring someone over and chop him down!"

"..."

"coming!"

Zhou Datong agreed loudly, waved the knife in his hand, and rushed towards the tree.

First, he kicked the two people who wanted to hang themselves away, and then chopped them into pieces on the tree. At this moment, he didn't care about the reason for hanging himself. Is it because there was a hanged man in the tree looking for a substitute, or was this old tree an old tree?

If you have a spirit and want to cause trouble or something, just chop down the tree.

"Take, take, take..."

After a few cuts, the tree body trembled and the leaves fell rustling, as if something was struggling.

"Wow!"

But before the old tree could struggle, a bucket of boy urine was poured on the tree.

Immediately, Zhao Zhu rushed over, stabbed the tree with the enchanted dung fork in his hand, and shouted: "Keep cutting!"

The tree immediately became obedient, and then some people rushed up to help. They knocked it down directly with all their hands and feet, and then continued to rush in. This raging anger actually caused some wandering evil spirits to wander in the village.

I don't dare to get close to anything.

And in the process, they were passed on to ten, and even more strong laborers came out. After hearing the news, they all rushed over to help.

Hu Ma led the people and rushed straight to the Zhao family mourning hall.

Under this momentum, the ghosts they met earlier did not show up, and they rushed directly to the mourning hall.

I don’t know what is hidden here, but as if I felt threatened, I screamed suddenly.

The pig head on the case shouted at the top of his lungs, the doll in the steamer kept crying, and the tables and chairs bumped around, as if there was a big earthquake.

"Bang!"

The tables and chairs collided randomly, but Hu Ma took action more decisively than them.

He strode to the front and kicked out with all his strength, knocking one table out, knocking down the second table, then the third table, and the entire mourning hall was kicked out by him.

The table was smashed to pieces.

Strips of white cloth and straw fell down, and compared with that, the sound of the tables and chairs shaking just now seemed insignificant.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, he reached out and grabbed the pig's head on the iron hook.

The pig was screaming miserably, and actually bit into Hu Ma's palm, but Hu Ma refused to dodge, and allowed the pig to bite his palm. Instead, he squeezed the pig's chin with five fingers, and then crushed the pig's chin.

Throwing it behind him: "Datong, continue."

"okay……"

Zhou Datong was still lame on one leg, but he suddenly jumped, caught the pig's head, pointed it at the pig's mouth, and breathed out Yang Qi.

All of a sudden, the screaming pig's head suddenly stopped moving, as if whatever was attached to it had escaped.

"?"

Hu Ma was startled: She originally wanted Zhou Datong to throw it into the manure pit, but this guy actually kissed it?

I also find it funny in my heart. Of course, now is not the time to dwell on the details. The key point is the momentum.

Still striding forward, he kicked the stove and steamer that had countless crying children smashed to pieces. The steamed buns inside rolled to the floor. The waiters and people who followed him stepped on them, but no children were heard.

Cried.

It's just that it's a rare white flour steamed bun after all, but it's really a pity...

After dismantling these, they arrived in front of the Zhao family's courtyard. At this time, the people behind them also saw the coffin inside, and they kowtowed towards the coffin. Everyone's face was covered with blood.

The people in the village look weird.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

As if he was also brought over by Hu Ma, the powerful anger rushed over, and the things in the coffin suddenly changed.

The coffin was bumping wildly, and it was so violent that people stood upright.

The old man Zhao inside still had that weird smile on his face, but his eyes that seemed to be closed now suddenly opened and he looked coldly at the intruder.

The people in the village who were kowtowing to it all around suddenly suddenly stood up and looked outside with their bloodied faces.

Such a scene is so ghostly, like a nightmare.

No matter how courageous a person is, his legs will immediately weaken if he is stared at by this sight.

But Hu Ma had already prepared, and he couldn't let the people have the chance to be afraid. When the coffin man stood up, he had already taken a step, raised his hands, and pressed them between his chest and ribs.

Spring Thunder:

"drink!"

This loud roar, which he drank out in a deep voice, seemed to come from within his body, like the cry of a toad or like thunder.

The sound vibrated, as if it had a masculine meaning to ward off evil spirits and exorcise ghosts. It instantly overwhelmed the haunting sounds around him, and even the neighbors who were closer to him were shaken violently.

In the courtyard, the people who were kowtowing and their faces covered in blood were shocked by the roar at the same time. Their gloomy expressions were shaken away for a moment, and they all looked like they were waking up from a dream.

Only the coffin was shaking violently, and the evil spirit was suppressed, but it was about to explode again.

But after a roar, Hu Ma also jerked his legs, and Shou Sui's tyrannical limbs exploded, rushing two or three feet away, and threw himself directly in front of the coffin.

"Crack!"

Hu Ma grabbed the old man Zhao in the coffin by the neck, smashed the coffin into pieces, and pushed him forward quickly.

Until his cold and stiff body was hit hard against the wall of their main room.

"puff!"

First, he sprayed a blood-yang arrow on his face, and then the mahogany sword penetrated the fire and went straight into his heart.

Don't give it a chance to cause trouble at all.

There is no other way, the old man has no other ability, just toughness.

If another doorway came, he would have to explore the bottom, find the key, and then solve the problem here, but Hu Ma didn't have time to explore, so at this time, he just chose the head-on confrontation that Shou Sui is best at.

It doesn't matter that I don't know how you did it. I'll destroy you first, and then I'll see what else you can do.

"Ah yo..."

The flax and mahogany sword penetrated the stiff heart of Old Man Zhao, and suddenly a burst of flames swept through him. The body of Old Man Zhao really started to struggle like a living creature. But even if the mahogany sword penetrated the heart, his limbs twitched and his mouth opened to bite wildly.

But Hu Ma pinched its neck and pressed it hard to prevent it from moving. No matter how corpse-like air hit its face, it could not shake the watcher in the slightest.

This method of handling was of course extremely efficient, but it shocked Zhou Datong and the people behind him.

The person in the coffin who had just stood up unexpectedly stood up, and the people in the yard turned their heads to look over at the same time. At a glance, it was twisted and weird, and they almost lost their minds.

But before he could really get frightened, he saw Hu Ma rushing forward, with a very clean and heavy attack. He looked a bit scarier than the old man Zhao in the coffin.

I was confused for a moment: "My side is scarier, so do I still need to be afraid?"

"Don't be stunned!"
To be continued...