After defeating the Yellow Turban ghost soldiers, the remaining nine Hundred Battle Soldiers continued to grope towards the small courtyard.

That way, it's like ordinary people walking at night when they can't see anything.

Hui Laoliu sighed:

"Song Lao's Taoism is so profound that I can't compare with him!"

"I can drive away or kill these warrior souls, but I can never do it. I will let them get lost in silence."

Grandma Mai nodded slowly, expressing deep agreement.

"In order to stick to his roots, Mr. Song has practiced for thousands of years and refused to change his form. This perseverance alone is beyond our comparison!"

"Hey, ten thousand years of loneliness! How many people in the world can bear it?"

In this way, Bai Zhan Soldier Soul wandered around the courtyard for a long time, still unable to find a way in.

Until an hour later, a ghostly cry of "chirp, chirp, chirp" came from the direction of the ancient tomb.

Two evil ghosts over three meters tall, with bare upper bodies and squirming red muscles, led a large group of yellow scarf ghost soldiers and rushed towards the small courtyard like a tide.

Grandma Mai looked at the two tall evil ghosts, her eyes flashing:

"Yellow Turban Warriors!"

Hui Laoliu nodded: "Yes, it is one of the three secret arts of "Taiping Dao", the Yellow Turban Warrior."

The nine Hundred Battle Soldier Souls discovered that the Yellow Turban Ghost Soldiers were back to take revenge, and retreated decisively without hesitation.

Under the cover of thick fog, it quickly disappeared into the vast darkness.

Seeing the yellow scarf ghost soldiers densely circling the yard, Chen Daji felt a little guilty.

He asked Grandma Mai tremblingly:

"Grandma, can Mr. Song stop these dirty things?"

Grandma Mai smiled:

"You little brat, stop worrying so much!"

"Although too many ants can kill an elephant, no matter how many ants there are, they can't hurt the Canglong even a little bit!"

It turned out to be exactly what Grandma Mai said:

The small pine trees in the courtyard were still cloudy and breezy, as if everything outside had nothing to do with him.

Thousands of yellow turban ghost soldiers outside the courtyard were still wandering around the courtyard, looking like blindfolded donkeys working hard.

As time went by, a cockcrow came from the village, indicating that daybreak was approaching.

No matter how ferocious the ghost is, without the protection of heaven and earth, it will never see the light of day.

Therefore, this group of Yellow Turban ghost soldiers immediately wanted to return to the ancient tomb.

But they discovered to their horror that no matter how hard they ran, they were still spinning in circles:

He can neither enter the yard nor leave the surrounding area of ​​several meters.

The two yellow scarf warriors beat their chests and roared anxiously, but they were too anxious to do anything.

A few leader-like ghost soldiers gathered together for a while to discuss.

Then he led all the Yellow Turban ghost soldiers and kowtowed crazily to the courtyard.

Even the two tall yellow scarf warriors are no exception.

Chen Daji didn't understand the key and asked stupidly:

"What happened to them?"

"Is it because they can't rob us, so they kowtow and beg for food?"

Gray Old Six smiled slyly:

"Well, that's it."

"Why don't you go out quickly and give them some food."

Chen Daji was stunned: "Old, old fairy, I don't have enough education, so don't lie to me!"

"If I really want to go out, I won't be like a meat bun beating a dog - I will never come back!"

Grandma Mai glanced at Hui Laoliu accusingly.

"You are the head of the family after all, and you always tease my second grandson about what he does when you have nothing to do!"

"He is not smart to begin with, and the more he gets teased, the more stupid he becomes!"

After Grandma Mai finished speaking, she began to scold Chen Daji again.

"You too, it's not good to offend anyone but this guy Hui Lao Liu."

"Have you ever heard of rat belly and chicken intestines? This guy is quite vindictive!"

"You'd better stay away from Gray Old Liu in the future, otherwise you will be played to death by him sooner or later!"

Chen Daji almost cried after hearing this.

"Grandma, I didn't say anything. I just asked the old gray god why he didn't sleep at night..."

"I apologize, isn't it okay if I apologize?!"

Hui Laoliu chuckled and slowly stretched out three fingers.

"Apologizing is not important, the key is making amends!"

"I want three carts of spicy strips, big bags of them!"

"Otherwise, this matter will never end!"

Upon hearing this request, Chen Daji breathed a long sigh of relief.

I secretly despise:

I thought it was such a big request, just three carts of spicy noodles?!

Look at you, you have never seen the world!

Chen Daji thought so in his heart but did not dare to say it with his mouth.

"OK!"

"Old God, we have an agreement!"

"Don't take three or four cars. I'll give you six cars. We'll do it at dawn!"

After Chen Daji finished speaking, the two of them high-fived three times in a serious manner.

"Old god, what I said wrongly just now is wiped out. You can no longer settle accounts with me."

Gray Old Six nodded repeatedly:

"That is required."

"Although our family has a low life, we have clear grievances and grievances."

"Anyone who is kind to us..." When Hui Laoliu said this, he couldn't help but glanced at Hua Jiunan.
Chapter completed!