Faced with the questioning of this living dead man, I asked calmly, "Did you cast a ghost curse under someone's phone?"
"It has nothing to do with you. This is my personal grudge with Xuanxuan. Humph, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. Do you know who I am? I am a ghost mess, dare to play with me?" The living dead snorted coldly, as if threatening me.
"I don't care who you are. If you force others to marry you, if others don't agree, you can use tricks to intimidate others to submit. Nine sects, you are a ghost corpse, and you can't do whatever you want!" I scolded, are all the living dead people doing this kind of virtue? When I was in Zhongnan Mountain before, the living dead people also used all kinds of means to make women. It was extremely despicable, but many people dared not provoke them, so they chose to swallow their anger.
"Boy, you're so careless. Do you really want to stand up for Xuanxuan?" The Living Dead warned again.
"Nonsense, I'm here today to be fair to Xuanxuan. If you are willing to stop, then I'll be fine. If you are still obsessed with it, huh, do you know why I chose a grave to meet?" I pointed to the tombstone and said, meaning that he would dare to harm Xuanxuan again, so I would bury him alive.
"You little brat, dare to speak wildly!" The living dead shouted loudly, and could no longer help it, so he took action.
He hit me with his palms, as fast as lightning. I dodged and kicked him back. Although his palms were fierce, they were not as strong as me. I kicked them back a few steps and staggered to the tree on the grave.
The living dead did not admit defeat, and once again made enough effort, then kicked me with his right leg.
I raised my left hand and slashed it down with one palm, slashing it on his calves. The dead man screamed, and his body fell to the ground and rolled twice.
Before he got up, I jumped over and stepped on his chest. He groaned and vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Hmph, are you just a few tricks? You can't do it, you're a ghost!" I snorted coldly, knocking him down in a few moves.
"You little brat, you can punch and kick a few times, don't be crazy." The living dead cursed, then burst out a talisman with a bang.
Suddenly, my eyes blurred, and it was spinning rapidly like a star-changing star. In less than three seconds, the person I was stepping on became a black-clad evil ghost.
The evil ghost in black had rotten face and had a mess of hair. He grabbed my feet and bitten it. I kicked him out with one kick.
After the ghost got out, he immediately climbed up the tree and hung it upside down, blew the cold wind in his mouth, causing the trees to sway.
At this time, the living dead man was already standing on a tombstone, and he seemed to have the illusion that he was as tall as a god.
He looked down at me and then mocked, "You are so stupid. You dare to compete with us living dead in the cemetery. Haha, do you think it's great to have some punches and feet? Let's see how terrifying the ghost skills of our living dead are!"
After the Living Dead finished speaking, he took out a token, then pinched his hand and said, "The ghost messenger is here, the ghosts and evil spirits in all directions will come quickly to help me with the power of God."
After the spell was recited, the living dead bit his finger and dripped blood on the token. The token emitted a blue light, and the entire mountain was trembling. The surrounding wind was strong, and the ghosts gathered, and when they looked around, they were almost filled with ghosts.
"Haha, are you scared? You trash, you have never seen so many ghosts in your life, right? Are you scared? Now I kowtow to me and admit my mistakes, I can barely forgive you!" The living dead laughed arrogantly, and the little bit of pitiful hair was blown away by the wind.
There are indeed something about ghost messengers in the world. It is definitely not something that ordinary people can do to summon so many ghosts. This is probably why many people dare not messengers.
"Haha, what's this? I saw a thousand ghosts a few months ago!" I smiled. There should be less than 300 ghosts here, but there are many trees and ghosts floating around. It looks like there are ghosts all over the mountains and fields, but this number is already very exaggerated. I guess only ghosts have the right to raise ghosts, and it may not be possible to raise ghosts.
The ghost man is really a fat errand, and no one wants to offend him.
"Just brag about you, there are still a thousand more. Why don't you brag about the skin to the sky? I have given you a chance, you don't want it!" After the dead man finished speaking, he pinched the token in his hand and suddenly became green: "I will eat him for me, and I don't have to leave my bones. Whoever kills him first? When I go down, I will give you some more beautiful words and strive to reincarnate you."
After saying this, the ghosts went completely crazy. I guess many lonely ghosts didn’t even have the chance to be reincarnated. Finally, I hope a big boss came to me, and they all wanted to work hard to get the merits.
All the ghosts rushed towards me. Although they were all weak ghosts, their number was already amazing. In addition to the ghosts on this mountain, all the ghosts around were attracted by this living dead man.
"Haha, wait for death, kid, reincarnate in the next life, don't learn to meddle in other people's business. Uncle, I'm on my head, don't look at which onion I am." The living dead looked at me with a look of looking at the dead, and there was a sarcasm on his lips.
As the saying goes, the moon will be the first to get close to the water. When the black-clothed ghost who came out just now heard that there was a reward, he naturally didn't want to miss this opportunity. He was the first to pounce on me.
At this time, a sword energy passed by, and the ghosts did not see the movements in my hand clearly, and I had already inserted the sword back.
With a click, a black air spurted from the black-clothed ghost's neck, splashing everywhere, and his head rolled onto the ground with a gurgling look.
With a loud bang, his body broke into powder like glass, and then the wind blew and dispersed.
"A sword slashes the soul, ashes... it's gone to ashes! Just now... I didn't see what kind of sword it was just now, but I felt a little trembling when I looked at it."
All the ghosts were shocked and stunned. The dead man swallowed his saliva and purred, his face immediately changed.
Haha, even if I don’t have magic power, it’s easy for me to kill these ghosts, let alone now.
If this black-clothed ghost is not greedy and let other ghosts come to see the situation behind, they can survive. But he is too greedy and can only die the first one.
"Don't... don't be cowardly. There are so many ghosts, are you afraid that he will not be alone? He can cut a few of them with one sword and give them all." The living dead man didn't believe in evil and shook the token in his hand a few more times.
These ghosts seemed to be afraid of the tokens in his hand and could only bite the bullet.
After they rushed up in a swarm, I immediately burned them backwards, and some of them were burned to ashes. When they rose, there was nothing left, leaving only a pile of black pus on the ground.
"Thirty-six Heavenly Gang Skill, Wind Curse, Double Shadow Scythe."
This wind curse swept the ghosts on both sides and cut off dozens of heads. The ghosts were immediately scared, rushing and climbing into trees, and some even retracted into stones, trembling.
The remaining ones were blown out by a Five Thunder Curse, and basically the whole mountain became quiet. The cold wind disappeared, and the ashes were everywhere. The howling ghosts and wolves were instantly gone, leaving only the living dead in the wind.
"This...so quickly...the whole army was wiped out?" The living dead man widened his eyes, completely unable to believe it.
These ghosts are too weak. Most of them are lonely ghosts. No one offers them, and they have no resentment or hostility. Some of them have even become ownerless and lonely souls. After wandering for a long time, they have forgotten who they are. They have no attack power. They rely on the number of more, which is different from the ghosts in the houses of Thousand Ghosts before. Those were from the Ghost Festival, which are very fierce and lying on the windows of the tattoo shop drooling.
Many of those ghosts have been hungry for a year, and only they can come out to find food on the Ghost Festival. Not to mention ghosts, even people who have been hungry for so long will be extremely violent.
"How about it, what else can I do? Just use it!" I looked at the living dead coldly.
"Tsk, stinky brat, you have the ability, wait for me, I won't just forget it." After the Living Dead finished speaking, he popped up a red sand bead at me, and then exploded directly with a bang. Fortunately, I flashed fast, otherwise I would have to explode the teeth. This thing was explosives, and the Living Dead was indeed cunning.
Good guy, I want to run away, but there is no door. Next time, I will break your three legs this time, grandma's.
Chapter completed!