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Xie Wu sat on the couch, took out a jar of off-white pickled vegetables and put it on the coffee table in front of her.

The jar looks smooth and there is a lot of yellow mud. It seems that it was just dug out, but when it appeared, Ao Yan immediately recognized that it was actually a urn!

It was almost midnight, and the person who was not sleeping was quiet, and everything was connected. Ao Yan felt like a rough and cold hand, stroking his tender heart, and a breath rose to his throat!

Xie Wu Po reached out and hugged another wine jar on the coffee table and hugged it in his arms.

"This evil woman has raised ghosts! She is feeding ghosts now. Is it true that ghosts just drink wine... not right! There is something strange about this wine jar!"

Looking around, the surface of the dark wine jar was filled with countless earthworm-like words written in cinnabar, which looked like a ghost painting talisman. There was a yellow paper seal on the mouth of the wine jar. Obviously, something was sealed there.

Just when he couldn't understand what the witch Xie was doing, his old hands rubbed the wine jar, his tone was hoarse and he said kindly.

"Changming, come out to eat. Grandma brings you something delicious this time. I'm tired of eating fragrant candles every day, hoho..."

Duo Luoluo...

The wine jar trembled violently, and the sound of stones rolling inside was made. The picture was strange, and Ao Yan's heart immediately trembled.

However, what really scared him was still behind. Xie Shen Po untied the seal of the wine jar and opened the urn at the same time. Suddenly, a sharp laugh sounded in the urn.

call out……

A bunch of black gas floated up from the altar, like a ribbon spinning rapidly in the air. The temperature in the house suddenly dropped, and the candlelight almost went out with a rush.

But at this moment, a popping sound came from the mouth of the wine jar, and a mushroom-like white smoke gushed out from the mouth of the wine jar, as if it was slowly rising. When it floated into the air, it dissipated and turned into a small hand, suddenly pinched the black air and retracted back to the wine jar.

It was like a Qiong whale sucking water. In the blink of an eye, the black and white radius disappeared into the wine jar at the same time.

"It's delicious, help grandma work after eating." Listening to the sound of chewing paper from the jar, Xie Santa smiled and threw the useless urn to the corner of the wall.

Only then did Ao Yan realize that the corners of the walls with dark lights were filled with jars of all sizes, some of which were broken, revealing the dead white bones in them!

I couldn't help swallowing, and it was a little cold in the summer.

Suddenly, the calmed wine jar flew out of thin air and was about to rush out of the window. Xie Shenpo quickly grabbed it, but a stream of white smoke came out from the mouth of the black wine jar and continued to attack out.

"Changming, what's the best thing to escape and become a lonely ghost? You have no place to live, and it's gone as soon as the sun shines. Let's come back."

Xie sang a few words, took out a small white flag from his arms and waved it back, a circle of red lights up from the white smoke, and immediately revolved and retreated, finally standing above the small flag, slowly stopping its rotation, and turning into a vague ball.

Inside a ball, a pair of small hands with sharp nails stretched out, and a head with long hair spread out from the middle.

A red collar was wrapped around the neck under the head.

He looked up and a young and tender face appeared behind his hair, with a pair of dark and empty eyes on it, and his black and purple lips were smiling as if they were not.

"I'm a god!"

Ao Yan was so scared that he jumped out of the grass, turned around and wanted to run away. It was not something he could deal with!

But if I can't deal with it, now that I am as strong as water and fire as I am coming to my house, I will definitely die at that time.

As soon as he thought of this, he stopped and turned his back and calmly analyzed his current situation.

Xie Wushu doesn't know she is nearby, and she doesn't know she has more trump cards. She still has the possibility of success in the attack, and may not have a chance in the future, although she will send a ghost to counterattack once she fails.

"Just like this, if you don't succeed... you will be successful!"

Ao Yan clenched his fists, pinched his nails into the flesh, gritted his teeth and held his breath, merged with the water slave's audio-visual audio-visual, and saw the scene in the corridor again.

The idea of ​​escaping that he had just had been conveyed to the Shuinu. The Shuinu had left the door hole. When he turned back and entered, he heard strange words inside.

"The southerners absorb the Gu, the northerners accumulate ghosts, the easterners pasture the road, the westerners practice martial arts, and the middle people steer the geomantics. They have never violated the north and south, and they do not invade the east and west. Even if they encounter each other, they will be a life-and-death ending."

"This is a fool, unlike the little devil, who did you say that? "Ao Yan suddenly slammed and screamed in secret, but was discovered by the witch Xie!

"Dare to trip under the old woman's nose..."

Xie said that when she reached this point, she sucked in and blew towards the oil lamp. When the light disappeared for a moment, she and the little ghost looked at the door opening together, and their voices were hoarse: "Have you seen enough? Then go and die."

The lights disappeared.

Huh—A sudden, the house was filled with cold wind!

"Run!"

Ao Yan suddenly jumped out of the grass and shouted, and the water slave walked out of the door and rushed towards the ancestral hall.

Bang!

The door of the house suddenly opened, and a surging cold wind, mixed with dust and leaves, wrapped around the ghost's ferocious face, rushed out from inside and attacked the ancestral hall.

"Hahahaha... Escape? Don't think that old lady, I don't know you are nearby, boy?"

"Oh no! Can't escape!"

Ao Yan slapped his forehead, and the water slave would definitely be exposed as soon as he left the ancestral hall. At that time, one person, two insects, and three lives would have to be killed!

"If you don't escape, you will fight! You must never leave the ancestral hall!"

"Hiss--" Shui Nu screamed and turned around, bowing his back, and in the darkness, a yellow arrow shot at the little ghost.

The little ghost opened his teeth and claws and rushed forward fiercely.

"Hmph! Any living creature is pounced on by a ghost and is driven away by a yang energy in its chest, and it will die if it is alive. Boy, ghosts are particularly sensitive to the aura of living beings. After picking up the bugs, it will be your turn. Let you, a little beast, live a few more breaths."

Xie Shenpo's cold voice came to the ancestral hall through the back room. Ao Yan, who was full of confidence and should have been scared, suddenly loosened after hearing it through the water slave.

"Oh? Is that right? It seems that you only have one little devil, so that's easy to deal with."

Ao Yan squinted his eyes and activated Fu Zhao, condensed the "seven incense" and hit the fingertips, and slapped into the body of the green turtle beside him.

The green turtle was full of ambition, waving its sickles, spreading its elys on its back and flying up, and its flat body, the size of a dish, penetrated into the wall of the ancestral hall.

At the same time, Ao Yan ordered to the Shui Nu: "Hand around the little ghost."

"Okay king!"

Facing the little ghost who was close to him, the water slave suddenly bent and bounced, and suddenly changed his trajectory in the air, drew a yellow word "中", and landed on the ground to easily avoid the little ghost's attack.

Bang!

Xie slapped the coffee table and said gloomyly: "The cup is indeed not an ordinary insect, there are some tricks!"

"snort."

Ao Yan sneered, secretly glad that he had inspired the water slave for the second time, so that the water slave could be able to be away from the water for a long time, bounce on land, and run in the air, forcibly changing the trajectory.

If the little devil wants to kill it, he must catch up with it.

But the water slave's figure is comparable to a flea, and the yellow figures are intertwined in the ancestral hall. Whenever the little ghost is about to catch it, it will suddenly disappear in front of him. Over time, it will make it furious. The black anger will surge in the whole body, and the dark wind will scream in the hall!

The water slave hid harder, and his yellow body jumped and appeared on the incense burner.

The little ghost rushed over and with a clamor, the eternal light went out, the cold wind blew and the incense ash inside the furnace, and instantly filled the entire ancestral hall.

The water slave, who had already noticed the danger, had already bowed and bounced from the incense burner, turning into a yellow light and falling on the top of the spirit tablet. The tablets are dense, and it is the best place to hide for it, which is relatively small.

The little ghost chased him reluctantly, and layers of spiritual cards were blown by the cold wind, like dominoes falling backwards, and found that they were empty. Turning his head and seeing the hateful insect at the bottom, then leaning downwards to attack. Suddenly, layers of spiritual cards were blown by the cold wind and stood up straight, like a corpse-like corpse.

After two or three rounds, the ancestral hall was in a mess and no one saw it. A green shadow flashed through the ancestral hall and jumped into the corridor behind.

Xie Wu sat upright on the couch in the back room, holding a small white flag, suddenly sneered: "Ho ho ho ho ho... The donkey is exhausted, come and take your life!"

After saying that, the little flag waved, and the red collar of the ghost in the hall lit up. Suddenly, his body stopped, and his anger was shrinking inward like a tide. In the blink of an eye, all the blue and white bodies below his neck condensed, his mouth grew fangs, and his hair was spread out like a snake!

Swish!

Stretch your hand and grab the spirit card from the air.

All the spirit cards standing suddenly trembled, as if they were stomping their feet, jumping violently on the shelf.

In the back room, the white flag waved upwards: "Get up!"

The little ghost raised his hand up at the same time, and thrilled. Countless spirit cards suddenly jumped three meters from the shelf, mixed into a pile and rushed to the roof of the ancestral hall. As a result, the shelf suddenly became space-time, leaving only a big yellow bug that could not hide from was left in a daze, looking around.

The white flag waved forward: "Kill!"

The little ghost opened his teeth and claws, and his solid body suddenly collapsed like a flour mountain, turning into a rolling thick ink-like mist, pushing his sharp claws and hideous faces and pounced on the water slave.

The water slave, who was not low in intelligence and exhausted from physical strength, was finally afraid to send out a spiritual consciousness to Ao Yan: "Help your life!!!"

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Chapter completed!