To me, killing ghosts is just a matter of one sword.

But at that time, I couldn't draw the sword.

The opportunity to enter Erlin Town lies in Ye Yang's hands. The turning point may happen at the next moment. If I take action, it will be equivalent to interrupting Ye Yang's evil!

Someone is trying to put me in a dilemma!

Suddenly a light flashed in my mind, and laughter suddenly appeared on the roadside, starting to come closer and closer.

The moment I followed the sound and looked towards the roadside, a woman wearing a wedding dress was already within three feet of me. When the veil carried by the cold wind floated straight to the corner of my eyes, the entire mountain road suddenly became silent.

It was deathly silent within a few hundred meters.

The puppet held in Ye Yang's hand suddenly let out a scream, and his right hand suddenly pointed at the ghost beside me.

While the sharp ghost whistle was still echoing in the air, I unsheathed my two swords at the same time, and they flew behind me at waist height. Two rounds of light and shadow, one black and one white, swept away from the wedding procession in the blink of an eye.

Pass.

During the day and at midnight, it cut into the tree trunks on the roadside at the same time, and the blade trembled. At that moment, nearly a hundred ghosts split into two ends, and fell to the ground like chopped dead trees.

After I drew my sword, I raised my hand and pointed at the hook card in Ye Yang's hand. The true energy bursting from my fingertips exploded in Ye Yang's hand, and the hook card in his hand was broken into several pieces.

, and the thick string holding the puppet flew away in different directions.

The formed puppet seemed to have been dismembered by five horses, torn into several pieces and flew several meters away with the broken hook sign.

Ye Yang opened his eyes suddenly, a trace of murderous intent emanating from his eyes, looking directly at the ghost on the roadside.

I raised my hand to block Ye Yang: "Don't move! She came here deliberately to die."

"I know who it is!" Ye Yang turned around and walked back.

I retracted my swords and took a few steps to follow Ye Yang, but the female ghost on the roadside quietly followed behind the two of us. When we moved forward, she moved forward. When I stopped, she didn't move. She looked like

It seemed like he was following us on purpose.

I looked back several times, but Ye Yang walked to the Tutu Temple at the entrance of Zaomu Village without looking back.

The scale of the earth temples in Northeast China is usually small, and many of them are small red-painted temples more than one foot high. Ye Yang raised his foot and kicked the temple door a few times: "Come out!"

My expression suddenly changed.

Warlocks have their own set of rules for worshiping temples, especially when meeting mountain gods and earth temples. They are very particular about how to knock on the door and how to pray to the gods. Ye Yang kicked the door with his foot, which meant that he was going to destroy the temple!

As soon as Ye Yang finished his voice, someone behind the Earth Temple snorted coldly: "You are so courageous that you dare to kick my temple door. Do you think you don't take the mountain god and the land seriously?"

It wasn't until the man walked out from behind the Earth Temple that I saw his appearance clearly. He turned out to be a middle-aged woman with a knotted hair, bound feet, and a pipe in her mouth.

Matchmaker!

When my eyes fell on the red flower on the other side of the other party's temple, my eyes immediately sank: So the matchmaker is here.

Matchmakers in ancient times did not have any fixed costumes, especially private matchmakers. However, matchmakers in the art of magic used "red flowers in their ears and red threads on their wrists" as a symbol, which also reminded friends in the Yin and Yang worlds that their own

identity.

Ye Yang said with gloomy eyes: "The wedding team came from your temple, how do you explain it?"

The matchmaker sneered: "Who are you? Do you dare to let me explain?"

I took out the life-borrowing token: "The fourth-grade life-borrower, Li Po!"

When the matchmaker saw the token, instead of being afraid, she curled her lips and said, "If I'm not just a sorcerer, who do I think I am? How dare you, a person who borrows my life, to kick in my temple door? Why don't you take a pee and look at yourself?"

He has the face of the King of Hell."

Without saying a word, I raised my hand and slapped him across the mouth. The opponent was immediately sent flying two meters away. Before the matchmaker could get up, my soul-chasing rope was wrapped around her neck.

I lifted the soul-seeking rope smoothly, pulled the person in front of me, and kicked him towards the Earth Temple.

The earth temple made of a few stones could not withstand my kick. I kicked it to pieces at that time.

The matchmaker screamed: "You dare to kick my temple? You have had enough!"

I sneered and said: "Didn't the person who asked you to do this tell you who my ancestor is? He wanted me to kill you so that he could punish me for my sins. You idiot.

Son, after being sold, you still help me count the money?"

The matchmaker's expression suddenly changed. She had spent her whole life in the market dealing with people from all walks of life. She had never seen a big scene, but she was still very clever. Now that I have awakened her, can you still not see that you have been deceived?

I didn't wait for her to speak before I sent another message: "You'd better not give in. Once you give in, your life will be gone. There must be someone around here waiting to take your life."

Ye Yang took advantage of my voice transmission and said coldly: "Take me to the city god who is in charge of you."

The matchmaker rolled her eyes: "You dare to find the City God? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to come back?"

I sneered and said, "It's fine if the city god can talk nice to me, but if he comes along with you, I'll smash his temple together. Let's go!"
Chapter completed!