As soon as these words came out, the group of hanged ghosts in front of them froze on the spot.

I calmed down for a few seconds, stood up, and wiped the blood in front of my eyes with my sleeve, but what I saw in front of me shocked me.

This group of hanged ghosts no longer attacked me, but actually floated in place motionless. I could even feel that they seemed to be afraid of something.

At this moment, the warehouse was surprisingly quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.

I braced myself and looked back, and something even more unimaginable happened.

Wu Yi was also stunned on the spot, but he was not as afraid as these hanged ghosts, but had an expression of disbelief.

Wang Tong staggered to my side and said, "Let's play it by ear. I can feel that there is a terrifying ghost nearby."

"What?" Wang Tong's words made me break out in a cold sweat.

The ghosts in his mouth must be much stronger than the group of ghosts in front of them, but according to my observation, if they were just stronger than them, they would not make these hanged ghosts so jealous and afraid.

It is very possible that this unseen evil ghost is powerful enough to crush all the ghosts in the warehouse.

Yang Zian's face turned pale with fright, and he hid beside us with a look of fear.

"Don't talk or scream for a while, do you understand?" I asked Yang Zian in a low voice.

There will definitely be an extremely scary ghost coming later.

Although I don't know what kind of character this ghost is, if Yang Zian is frightened and screams to attract his attention, he will definitely not get any good results.

"Old man, you're actually here." Wu Yi looked in the direction of the door with a calm expression.

"Grrrrrr~ You're not big or small, how dare you talk to me like this after not seeing each other for a few years?"

The voice was calm, like a joke, but in our ears, it was like the fear of a mountain collapsing.

And those hanged ghosts cowered on the ground and took the initiative to move away from the door.

I saw that their bodies were actually trembling.

What kind of ghost could frighten more than thirty powerful Hanged Ghosts, causing their knees to collapse and their bodies to tremble on the ground?

But although this sound scares me, it always feels inexplicably familiar, but no matter how much I think about it, I just can't remember where I heard this sound.

"Hahaha! Young man, the old man is not too late!"

‘Huhuhu~’

There was a dark and rustling wind outside the warehouse, and a cold ghostly wind blew into the house, making several of us shiver.

Fierce, really too ferocious. This kind of ghost that can change the temperature instantly is completely incomparable to this group of hanging ghosts.

When I thought about it carefully, I found that there seemed to be something behind the words of that fierce ghost.

Old man? Young man? Is he the one here?

As soon as this idea came into my mind, I immediately dismissed it. This is impossible. Even if he has the strength to save us, our relationship with him is not deep and we can only say a few words. With this kind of relationship, why does he

Will come to rescue us?

"Huh, you are just pretending to be a ghost. I haven't seen your old strength in a few years, but your strength has increased quite quickly." Wu Yi stood with his hands behind his hands, facing the door, and said flatly.

A cloud of mist suddenly rose at the door, and the white mist slowly spread into the warehouse. When the white mist subsided, a figure slowly emerged from the mist.

When I saw someone coming, I couldn't help but feel happy.

After the fog dissipated, an old man with white silver hair and a black Tai Chi suit stood in front of the warehouse door.

The old man smiled at me: "Young man, I don't know the old man!"

"We know, we know! Master, please help us! These ghosts and monsters are so powerful." I happily shouted to the uncle for help.

The old man in front of me is none other than the Baojiaxian who saved me, Uncle Ghost!

Yang Zian asked me in a low voice at this time: "Do you know this old man?"

Her words really made me break out in a cold sweat, and I quickly glared at her. Yang Zian seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly shut his mouth and shrank his body behind me.

He called me an old man to his face. If he was offended, we would definitely not be able to see the sun tomorrow morning.

"Old man, do you want to save them? I can sell you some face. Those are Wang Tong and Yang Zian. You two can leave." Wu Yi looked at the old man and said calmly.

But then the conversation changed, he pointed his finger at me, and his tone became a little more serious: "But he can't leave with you."

As soon as I heard this, I was convinced. Did I throw away your ancestral graves, or did I cheat on you? Why did you catch me and not let me go?

At the same time, I looked at the old man, and my heart was beating, fearing that the old man would take Wang Tong and Yang Zian away and leave me here.

The old man sneered and said: "The three of them must follow me."

"This is impossible." Wu Yi's voice gradually turned cold.

"Jie Jie Jie~" The old man smiled strangely at Wu Yi, and then said: "I want to take away the three of them. You have done many evil things and you must die tonight."

"Oh? It's not that easy to kill me." Wu Yi was a little surprised at first, and then stared at the old man with a sinister look on his face, a pair of sinister eyes full of murderous intent.

"Originally, I could have turned a blind eye to the things you did, but you turned out to be so crazy that you even killed your own relatives, you beasts." The old man's voice was heavy, and a thick black ghostly aura was produced around his body.

"Ah! This is actually a fierce ghost in yellow clothes. No wonder it can make these ghosts fearful." Wang Tong looked at the old man not far away in surprise.

I don’t know what the ghost in yellow is, but I’m sure it’s much more powerful than the ghost in white.

"Old man, do you have the right to teach me a lesson? You were no better than me when you were alive. You killed all my uncles, right? You killed your own brothers, so what qualifications do you have to teach me?

Now that you have died and become a saint? You will never be able to wash away the immoral things you did in a few lifetimes." Wu Yi said with a sneer.

"Kill Wu Yi's uncle? Are they not only acquaintances, but also relatives?" I murmured in a low voice.

"Shut up, Wu Fan, you are a traitor, what do you know?" The old man seemed to have Wu Yi uncovering the scars in his heart for many years, and stared at Wu Yi with a ferocious expression.

"Wu Fan? Isn't he Wu Yi?" I couldn't help but look at Wang Tong.

Wang Tong winked at me and said, "Stop talking, it's no longer something we can get involved in."

I shut my mouth and quietly looked at the two people facing each other in front of me.

"Old man, let me see your strength!" After Wu Fan finished speaking, a sly smile appeared on his lips.
Chapter completed!