Behind him is the big Fushouzi who is so angry that his orifices are full of smoke. In front of him is the old Fushougui who had his tongue chopped off by me. Both ends are blocked, and there is really no way to go to heaven or to the earth!

It happened that there were two doorways on the left and right. Now I didn't care about so many things, so I just slipped into one. Before I could see clearly what was going on inside, I heard the damn girl shouting: "Hurry up, golden light talisman, protect yourself first, and then put the door at the door."

Red rope, the red rope needs to be painted with blood!”

As expected, there was so much gloom in this room that even two headlamps couldn't illuminate this small space. Traces of black air were swirling around us, making our bones ache with ice. I listened to this damn girl and hurry up.

Holding a golden talisman, he kneaded the formula and recited the incantation, and then the black energy around him slowly receded.

When I took out the red rope and was about to place it at the door, a black shadow suddenly flashed in and bumped into me. Damn it, this bastard was so aggressive that he threw me to the ground and crushed my body.

They almost didn't disperse.

"Who?" Liu Ying shouted coldly, and at the same time, she stretched out her hand to lift the bastard off of me.

I looked up and saw it was a small hob!

The boy was panting from exhaustion and didn't even bother to answer. He pointed at the door, as if to say that there was a ghost outside. I turned over and got up from the ground, hurriedly laid out the red rope at the door, and bit the fingers that were not scabbed.

Wound, smear blood on the red rope.

Liu Ying threw the kid to the ground: "Why did you run in too?"

"I have to retrieve the ghost dart, otherwise it will cause a big disaster!" the little hob gasped and said.

At this moment, Fu Shouzai and the ghost girl appeared outside the door at the same time, one high and one low, each staring at the three of us with dark green eyes. But they lowered their heads and glanced at the red rope at the door, but they didn't.

Dare to rush in. However, the ghost girl showed a cold and cruel smile on her face, raised her hands forward, and threw the ghost baby over.

"Squeak!" The ghost baby made a strange cry and flew towards the door. Under the light, its pair of small pale green eyes looked particularly ferocious, causing the three of us to shiver in unison and take two steps back.

The moment the ghost baby flew to the door, a red light glowed faintly on the red rope on the ground. The little boy turned back and jumped out as if being blocked by an invisible rope. But then he screamed strangely and turned somersaults in the air again.

I rushed over. The ghost king opened his mouth and spit out a stream of white smoke. I pulled it, and the red rope immediately seemed to be covered with frost, glowing with white flowers.

The red rope seemed to be useless, and the ghost baby flew into the door without any hindrance, flying towards me first. The one that ghost girls hate the most is me, and they will definitely attack me first.

The little kid was so fast that he was right in front of me in the blink of an eye. I guess even Dongfang Bubai couldn't escape from this situation. At this moment of lightning, an iron tool quickly stretched out from the side and slapped the little kid with a snap.

He slapped the baby out of the door like a ball. The baby screamed in pain and plunged into the arms of the angry ghost girl.

I was breaking out in a cold sweat now. I just took a walk in the gate of hell. Who saved my buddy? I turned around and saw that the little hob was holding a ghost-suppressing token about a foot long in his hand.

I looked at the two ghosts outside the door triumphantly. I wiped the cold sweat from my head. Thanks to this guy's timely action, otherwise he would have wandered into the underworld. Looking at the token in his hand, I thought that he has a good hand.

Handsome, he deserves to be the soul escort master of the Ghost Escort Bureau.

The little boy was beaten, and Fu Shouzai immediately opened his green eyes angrily. He opened his mouth and blew out a line of white smoke at the small hob. If this thing was sprayed on people, it would freeze into popsicles. The little hob raised his left hand and lifted it.

Holding a yellow silk bag with Bagua patterns on it, he took a puff of white smoke and it suddenly disappeared!

"This is the bag for collecting ghosts. No matter how much ghost energy you spit out, Grandpa, I will still collect it!" Little Hob said with a smile as he twirled the bag in his hand.

Fu Shouzai was so angry that his big face turned into black wax gourd. He stretched out his hand and pulled out a piece of hair on the ghost girl's head. She grimaced in pain, but stared and did not dare to make a sound. Fu Shouzai pulled the hair away

Knead it, put it into your mouth, and chew it hard.

"What is she going to do?" Liu Ying asked with frightened eyes.

I said: "If you can't defeat us, are you treating the ghost girls as a punching bag?"

Little Hob tilted his head and said, "I think it looks like it!"

But the dead girl snorted and said: "It looks like a fart, he wants to breathe fire..."

As soon as she said the word "fire", Fu Shouzai opened his mouth and spit out a stream of fire. His uncle didn't have flowers, so it turned out that the damn thing chewed his hair to spit out fire. The damn girl reminded him a little late, and the flame spurted straight and fiercely, Xiao Gun

The knife habitually swung the bag to collect it, but it burned to the ground, so he was so frightened that he quickly threw the bag away.

But this kid really had a job on his hands. He bit off his finger and quickly smeared blood on the ghost-suppressing token, and then threw it on the ground at the door. With a clang, the token pierced the stone slab and suddenly stood upright.

Then he took out a leather lantern from the backpack on his back, made a light seal on his left hand, and read loudly: "With this precious lantern, I offer the Southern Spiritual Pill Zhenlao San Qi Tianjun. Please send down the real Qi to save the ghosts."

Stay!"

The leather lantern suddenly lit up, the wick inside was burning, and several different colors of light were scattered through the outer skin of the lantern. At this moment, the ghost king spurted out another stream of fire, and the small hob moved forward with his right hand, and the lantern faced the flame.

It flew over and became radiant and dazzling. The flame immediately disappeared, and the lantern flew to the token without stopping, hanging in mid-air and spinning in circles. It looked very beautiful.

"Follow me!" Little Hob said to the two of us, turned around and retreated deeper into the house.

Liu Ying and I looked at each other and both walked a few steps inside. The room was empty except for a futon on the ground in the middle, and then there was a circle of incense burners surrounding the futon. The ground outside the incense burner was purple-black, with light leaking through it.

There was a strong smell of blood. It was obvious that a large amount of blood had been used in refining ghosts, which made my hair stand on end.

The dead girl admired the little hob very much and told me: "This person has a unique technique. He uses a three-energy soul lamp and a ghost-suppressing token to form a simple ghost-sealing array. The ghost king and the old Fushou ghost will definitely fight against each other in a short time."

Don’t come in.”

"Why do you want us to come here?" Liu Ying asked, staring at the small hob.

"Help find a way out." Little Hob held a small flashlight in his hand and said looking around.

"There is only one door in the house, where is the way out?" I thought to myself, is this guy a bit of an idiot? Just because he has good spells doesn't mean he has a sound mind.

"Hehe, you don't understand this. Our Ghost Escort Bureau is very clear about raising ghosts. There must be another way out of this house, otherwise the ghosts will backfire and the door will be blocked, and it will be over. This escape route is

Prepare an escape for the ghost owner." Little Hob said with a proud smile.

The dead girl didn’t refute this, but she wasn’t too clear about it, so she told me: “What this guy said may have some truth to it. We, the devils, will definitely not know about this kind of thing, otherwise we will know where there is a way out and rebel.

, we must cut off the back road first."

We looked around for another exit, and there were constant noises behind us. We looked back and saw bright colored lights emitting from the leather lanterns from time to time, blocking the repeated attacks of the two ghosts.
Chapter completed!