I thought it was hard to say, maybe it was the corpse energy, which had accumulated for many years. Compared with the "Crane Head Red" and "Peacock Gallbladder" in martial arts novels, they were all poisonous. If they were possessed by the corpse energy, they would probably be like this old ghost, and they would have turned into a bunch of skeletons!

They hurriedly hid to the side and asked the four of them to lie on the ground. The four of them were so obedient that they lay down with their heads in their arms. They weren't they hit by bomb attacks, so why should they hold their heads?

The black air blew in the wind and drifted everywhere, not posing any threat to us, but I was too cautious!

I was about to call them up, and suddenly the skull on the skeleton turned, and two black eye holes glanced at me. I felt a little nervous. Damn it, can't the old ghost ambush the corpse and other magic on my body?

The skeleton opened his mouth a few times, just like the way he spoke. I thought to myself, and suddenly I heard a very weak and old voice in my ears talking.

"I am a Yin-Yang gentleman who died here ten years ago, named Hosie..."

Damn, Jose? Isn’t that Sanmao’s husband? He died long ago in Africa. Why did he run to China? He became a fucking Mr. Yin and Yang? I was so dizzy!

"Because I was entrusted to go up the mountain to eliminate ghosts, but the magic was not so good, and I was harmed by ghosts. Before I died, I hung myself on a big tree and swallowed the corpse protection pills, waiting for my husband to avenge me later. This ghost is called "Nighttime Ghost". Because I got Yao Ji combined and took countless Yin essences to replenish the body, and it changed invisible, which was very powerful. The only way to kill is to enter the dream and carry the way..."

The voice of his speech ended here, and the skull looked the same as the patient who was breathing. He drooped his head, as if he was really angry and had no movement.

"Hey, rusty bun, aren't you scared silly?" Shen Bing whispered to me, looking anxious.

I just focused on listening to the old ghost's words. It was so fascinating that she thought I was frightened. I called them a few of them, thinking that the old ghost should have used the "sound-picking and recording leaves" spell before he died and recorded the words on a leaf. Once the corpse rotted, the leaves would make a sound, and it would only be heard by people close to him.

Sure enough, I saw a pine leaf in his abdomen, with eight red spots faintly appearing on it. The sound recording technique is almost a lost unique skill in Maoshan. It is said that only the Taoist ancestor of the Three Pure Ones have this ability. I have never heard of anyone using it since ancient times. It requires advanced Taoist techniques and ideas. For example, my grandfather of Taizu may have this skill. The current Tianshi only practices the basic Taoist technique for a few days, and can draw a few talismans and make money. How can he have such profound attainments?

I couldn't help but admire this old ghost. He was a real master in modern Taoism. At the same time, I felt deeply worried that even a master like him could not cure the "nightmare ghost", and I was even more at ease.

The word nightmare ghost once appeared in Buddhism. In fact, it means that ghosts are pressed against the bed while we sleep. Scientifically, it is believed that it is sleep paralysis, which is caused by excessive fatigue and lack of sleep. The views of scientific experts have a certain basis, but they will never dare to admit that there are ghosts, so this explanation is just a fucking fart!

Nightmare ghosts are not considered powerful among the types of ghosts, so they just slapped them while people are asleep and made a joke. If you have poor psychological quality, you will be considered unlucky if you are scared to death. But the old ghost said that the Nightmare ghosts and Yao Ji combined with each other, and then collect Yin and nourish the body, will become very powerful.

I suddenly realized and remembered the cave mural that Qu Mo mentioned. I painted a scholar who rolled the bed sheet with the goddess in his dream every night and lost his life. It turned out that the goddess was Yao Ji. No wonder, it was reasonable that he died in his dream and became a nightmare ghost. There were so many nanoen buried around the stone tomb, which was to nourish his body and harmed many women. This is the same as picking yin and replenishing yang in the world, which is too hateful!

He just wanted to kill him to use the method of dreaming and learning. He didn't make it clear afterwards. Maybe the old ghost was not finished snoring before he died, and he was burping and didn't know what it meant.

I was just thinking about it, but Qu Mo suddenly said angrily: "Prince Jun, why are you touching me?" I turned my head and saw Qu Mo glaring at Wang Zijun, but Wang Zijun is almost one meter away from him. He won't stretch his hands so long, right?

"I don't!" Wang Zijun made an innocent defense.

At this time, Shen Bing also waved his hand and hit him behind him, looked at Wang Yang behind him and frowned and said, "Didn't you touch me?"

Wang Yang shook his head: "No."

My heart was shocked. When I came, the nightmare ghost was next to them! I immediately took out the small white flag from my bag and threw it out, and at the same time took out eight copper coins.

"Ah, who grabbed my crotch..." Wang Zijun suddenly jumped up and shouted loudly, his painful face deformed.

The little white flag also flew towards Wang Zijun. I raised my hand and threw out the copper coins and shouted loudly: "The thunder is followed, and the universe is shaking. Hurry up and as the law is ordered!"

Eight copper coins were arranged in an instant, and they kept spinning rapidly in the air, emitting a brilliant yellow light, shooting at the direction of the little white flag. This scene was invisible in the room. It was placed in the wild night sky, very similar to the scene of alien flying saucers attacking the earth in a foreign science fiction blockbuster. The picture was very shocking!

After the light shot out, it was silent. Wang Zijun stopped screaming, but he kept rubbing his crotch and murmured and cursing. The little white flag suddenly flew forward, turning in the air, and heading deep into the forest.

"Chasing!" I shouted, and with a move with my right hand, the copper coins returned to my hand, and followed the little white flag to chase after me.

While running, I asked Wang Zijun to take out Erguotou from his bag. I only brought a small bottle in my bag, and he had two large bottles in his bag. When he came out, he let him drip blood in the bottle, fearing that the nightmare ghost would use ghost energy to urge the corpse. This is not fun, and maybe he woke up the evil spirit in Qu Mo's body again.

Wang Zijun threw a bottle at me. I quickly unscrewed the lid and fed two sips, asking them to take a sip to prevent them. After these two sips of strong wine, I felt warmer and more vigorously when I ran. Soon I caught up with Xiaobaiqi. But the nightmare ghost was not that bad. When I was about to use the copper coin array, the Xiaobaiqi suddenly accelerated and flew forward at the speed of a rocket. Damn, I couldn't catch up even if I drove the plane!

I stopped, and this run made me exhausted. I stuck out my tongue and panted heavily, feeling my lungs were about to explode.

Qu Mo ran to me and gasped and asked, "Didn't you catch up?"

"No, I didn't catch up, but there was a soul-chasing flag following me, so I'll take a break and chase again." I looked back and saw that she was the only one who followed him. She didn't see Shen Bing, Wang Zijun and Wang Yang. So I asked her: "Where are the three of them?"

"Is it still behind?" Qu Mo said and looked back.

Just as I was about to go back to pick them up, I heard a few noises not far ahead, and I turned around and shone the flashlight forward. More than ten meters away, there were figures shaking between two large trees.
Chapter completed!