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The first thousand one hundred and twenty-ninth chapters

The wind is high and the moon is dark. A group of ghost girls with green eyes hold the eternal light in their hands, blocking the way, and staring at you in unison. How many courage do you have to hold on?

The resentful crying continued, blew into our ears with the wind, making us crying creepy and we were all covered in goose bumps. And these ghost girls all closed their purple-black lips, and it was obvious that the crying was not from them. I swallowed my mouth, and I felt a little nervous. They didn't move, and Shen Bing and I stood there and didn't dare to walk forward.

Suddenly, a sensation of snowflakes floated by and fell down.

The group of ghost girls immediately separated from them to the sides, and the snowflakes slowly turned into a white veil and hung up. A white light lit up behind the veil, reflecting a graceful black shadow, appearing on the white veil. The second uncle of Cao, is he going to act in a shadow puppet?

“Woo woo…”

The black shadow posture looked like a woman who covered her face and cried quietly, and the crying sound came from her mouth. It turned out that the main owner was here, and these ghost girls were just ghost slaves. I couldn't help but feel curious and touched my nose and thought, this kind of thing was rare, not like it came from the underworld. The ancient style was no longer popular on the high streets, and there were a bunch of maids and mothers when traveling. Besides, the underworld had to be in line with the indirect living, and many old feudal systems were abolished.

Looking at this kind of pomp, it is like the mysterious sects in martial arts novels, and it is like a group of ancient actors practicing plays in the middle of the night. If it is a martial arts novel, this woman feels like Dongfang Bubai, and she is extremely charming with an embroidery needle, but she is actually a eunuch. If it is a group of actors, Yiyi is playing singing in the middle of the night? She is just full and full, and she is even more than us.

"Tubaozi, why do I feel like this female ghost is like the Lord of the Moon Palace in Yihua Palace?" Shen Bing blinked and said seriously.

Khan, this girl read a lot of martial arts novels, but she actually brought out all the peerless two heroes. I shook my head and insisted on my own opinion and said, "It should be Dongfang Bubai."

"Bubai, you big-headed ghost. Dongfang Bubai's subordinates are all male lovers. How can there be so many female ghosts?" Shen Bing even argued with me.

"Do you know that after Dongfang Bubai died, he refused to enter the underworld because of his arrogant heart and a group of beauties were collected from the underworld as ghost slaves..."

"Garden Baozi, I think it's a waste of you not being a writer. Such a good script will definitely be very popular if you make a movie invincible in the underworld!" Shen Bing said with a pout.

Khan, we were in the mood to talk about it now, and we all got to the script. It was precisely because we both ignored each other's existence that the dead man couldn't help but stop crying, and was very unhappy.

"You actually dare to despise me..."

I'll go, and when I heard this, it seemed like Shen Bing had guessed correctly. Is he really the Lord of the Yihua Palace?

"You are so hateful. I'm crying, but you are chatting and laughing, not taking this palace seriously at all." The black shadow behind the white veil said angrily, his voice was sharp and gloomy, and it penetrated into his ears, feeling like it pierced into his heart and made people feel uncomfortable.

I smiled and said, "Which palace do you have?"

"You are not educated in the country bun, what kind of palace is it? You should ask which master you are, no, which high ghost..." Shen Bing corrected my mistakes with interest, but in fact he was also talking about running the train.

We both sang a double act and made each other angry again. The dead women snorted coldly and said, "You don't have to worry about who I am. Just put down the urn in your hand, and I will spare you two people and one dog's life."

I was stunned. The porcelain jar that looked like a urine jar in my buddy's arms turned out to be a urinal. I don't know what the person inside was, it's worth fighting for by a large number of ghost girls. I smiled and asked, "How do you know this is an urinal? Even if it's inside is ashes, what does it have to do with you?"

"Because I saw the big-footed woman bury this urn under the bed, which contained one of my little girls."

Shen Bing stuck out his tongue and said, "Good, we all guessed wrongly. It was a Chinese ghost, and that was an old demon in Black Mountain..."

I almost fainted. I felt very impressed by our association. From the Lord of Yihua Palace to Dongfang Bubai, and then to the Ghost Story of the Chinese Girl, it was really Wei Xiaobao, a hero from Liangshan, who had appeared in the Three Kingdoms. What a mess, I almost laughed when I thought about it.

"What a Chinese ghost, what a black mountain old demon? Don't talk nonsense in front of this palace, and put down the urn!" The dead woman got angry, and seemed to be very angry, and the white gauze couldn't be shaken. Her black shadow fluctuated with it, as heart-pounding and wriggling as a long snake.

Grass, this reminds the buddy of the snake demon in the Vajra Calabash...

Shen Bing was so scared that his body trembled and shrank behind me. I went and said calmly: "You group of wild ghost actors are pretending to be the last palace of our palace. I will give you a few dollars, so I will refund them all." I said as I threw out the eight copper coins, and did not set up the Bagua formation, but scattered them on the ground.

"You..." The dead girl squeezed out such a word from her teeth in anger, but then gritted her teeth and said, "You're not grateful for the rewards?"

"Thank you for the reward!" The group of ghost girls thanked each other, but none of them dared to come and pick up money.

I really guessed it right. It was indeed a group of wild ghosts who were acting in the world during their lifetime. Someone who used to travel to the world had to thank them for rewards. This is the rules of the world, and even if you are a ghost, you cannot break it. But after thanking you, I don’t know how to attack us.

"Since the uncle is so generous, we cannot receive the reward without any merits. Sisters, let me show you a Hongmen Banquet!"

"Yes!" The group of ghost girls agreed in unison, and their wrists holding the oil lamp shook. The oil lamp suddenly disappeared, and their eyes suddenly fell into darkness. Then the cold light flashed, and each ghost girl held a sword in her hand!

What a man from his second uncle, so many Xiangzhuangs? You are so tragic to the ancients. When did Xiangzhuang become a woman?

I sneered, pulled out the peach wood sword, and chanted it: "The Gan subdues the essence and Kun, and the spirit of the sun and the moon. It is like the shape of Yuedu, and drives away the thunder and lightning. The Yuan Jing destroys evil, hates Henry Zhen, and the Taishang Talismanship, and captures the power of the ten directions..."

As the Spirit Sword Curse was recited, the peach wood sword was thrown into the air and rotated rapidly, and suddenly it shone cold light, flashing dazzlingly in the night sky.

These ghost girls were so scared that their eyes were full of green light and they kept stepping back. The sword in their hands was so scared that they turned behind their backs. The Spirit Sword Curse is a unique skill in ghost affairs, and they were used to deal with ordinary wild ghosts, but none of them were not afraid of it. The Hongmen Banquet was not performed, but became Zhong Kui catching ghosts.

The dead girl behind the white veil snorted angrily: "It turns out that she is a descendant of the Xi family, so I will buy you a face. But we still have to take this urn, wait! Let's go!"

With a command, the group of trembling ghost girls, as if they were amnesty, turned into an oil lamp one by one, and disappeared one by one. Finally, the white veil was left, and the light disappeared. The white veil was broken like a rope, and suddenly fell to the ground and turned into a snowflake.

For a moment, the surroundings were dark and quiet, and the Yin and Yang eyes could not see any evil spirits, so they all left.
Chapter completed!
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