This old ghost is no ordinary sneaky person, but a ghost cultivator.
He cast some evil spell.
The whole front of him is filled with condensed black energy and bursts of ghost energy.
It looks very weird and eerie.
Lao Mo and I looked at each other, both looking wary.
But a few seconds later, streaks of white mist suddenly sprang up around the broken building.
There were dozens of lines of mist, coming from all directions.
Quickly, the black fog "Shou" on the old ghost's chest gathered, entangled, and condensed.
Lao Mo and I both widened our eyes.
Because we can clearly see that there are two small balls appearing in the illusory "Shou" character seal.
This process lasted about twenty seconds.
Finally, the old ghost roared:
"Condensation!"
In an instant, the black mist runes disappeared.
The white gas that appeared to be condensed and entangled began to twist and turn crazily and shrink.
With a final "hoo" sound, everything was absorbed together.
In front of the old ghost, two white pills with a little bit of white light suddenly appeared.
The old ghost took it in his hand and took a whiff in front of his nose.
"Smells, smells..."
As he spoke, he looked excited and held it in his hand.
We can smell the strange fragrance from a long distance away.
What's even more peculiar is.
I found that the purple bone vine on my left wrist actually reacted.
The inscription "Ju Shou" engraved on it actually lit up slightly.
I was shocked.
This pill is really good for longevity. It seems that what this old ghost said is true...
But on the surface, I still pretended to be calm and expressionless.
The old ghost from the Qing Dynasty held the Ren Yuanyang Shou Dan, faced me and Lao Mo, and walked up quickly:
"Two Taoist priests, Yuanyang Shoudan is here.
One person can take it once in a lifetime.
As long as it's not the end of destiny.
One pill can extend your life by three years and make your life more vigorous.
And such a piece requires thirty-three years of a living person's lifespan to refine it, so it is very precious.
This thing is extremely expensive in your market.
Hey hey hey!
Now, please accept the two Taoist priests."
While we were talking, the other party had already arrived in front of me and Lao Mo.
He raised his hands slightly, revealing two strangely fragrant elixirs that looked like white jade.
I was a little surprised when I heard these words.
Unexpectedly, this elixir would take thirty-three years of human life to refine.
And he said, this thing is still on the market?
In other words, this back.
I'm afraid an industrial chain has emerged, spanning Yin and Yang.
The master behind this old ghost may not be simple...
Although I was shocked, I didn't reach out to pick up the Yang Shou Dan.
He just glanced at it and took a step forward.
He looked at the old ghost.
The expression on the old ghost's paper face, which is smiling but not smiling, is eye-catching.
"Taoist Master, take it! Spare the kid's life."
After saying that, he handed it to me.
But there was already a hint of murderous intent in my eyes.
The old ghost felt something bad, his face froze slightly, and he wanted to retreat back.
But it's too late.
I raised my right hand fiercely, and with lightning speed, I grabbed the old man from the Qing Dynasty by the neck.
His fingers directly scratched the outer layer of the paper man, and pinched the old ghost inside the paper man.
Holding down his ghost pulse...
The Tao Qi all over his body was released, and the strong pressure from the field made the old ghost feel extremely uncomfortable.
He has ghost power and cannot use it.
The old ghost from the Qing Dynasty looked frightened at this moment, and his hand holding the elixir instantly released.
Two "ding ding" sounds fell to the ground.
A pair of white paper hands held my wrist tightly.
On the face of the white paper man, double images of two faces began to flash:
"Tao, Taoist Master, why is this?
You can swear.
No, you can't kill me, you will be in debt..."
He spoke with difficulty.
I understand this better than he does.
Looking at him coldly:
"snort!"
Use your left hand hard.
With a "hiss" sound, the old ghost was pulled out of the white paper man's body.
But, when I saw the old ghost again.
Lao Mo and I were both shocked.
Because I discovered that the old ghost who was pulled out of the body of the white paper man was actually a humanoid scarecrow with red ropes tied all over his body.
"Immortal straw man!"
I looked at the scarecrow with a nose, eyes, and ghostly aura, and exclaimed.
Old Mo, who picked up two Yangshou Pills next to him, also took a breath;
"His grandma, no wonder I didn't kill this old ghost just now.
It turns out that this old ghost is also a grass ghost that was planted.
This is the true body."
The old ghost from the Qing Dynasty still felt extremely uncomfortable when I pinched his neck.
The surface of the body is constantly flashing.
Sometimes it looks like a ghost, and sometimes it looks like a scarecrow.
Although his body was filled with ghostly aura, the straw on his body kept falling to the ground one by one.
At the same time, I felt very uncomfortable and continued to speak in pain:
"Two, what are you two doing? Why do words not count?
You, you are not afraid of fruit debt.
But, but kill me.
My master, my master will not let you go!"
"You are threatening us when you are about to die?
If I guess correctly, your master is that old demon named Miao Nanzi, right?"
I looked at him and spoke coldly.
The old ghost of the Qing Dynasty was surprised again:
"You, how do you know?"
I rolled my eyes. Do you even need to guess?
In our place, Miao Nanzi is planting straw.
Plant ghosts everywhere, catch ghosts everywhere, or devour souls and harm living people.
The appearance of undead straw man ghosts in the southern suburbs must be the scourge left behind by Miao Nanzi's evil ways.
"hehe!
Your master lost two lives in my hands.
Can I not recognize him?
Tell me!
Miao Nanzi's evil way, where can he hide?
Life and longevity gambling house like yours.
Are there other places?"
I continued to ask.
The old ghost was terrified:
"This, this kid, I don't know.
The kid has really changed his ways and handed over the Ren Yuanyang Shou Dan.
I beg the Taoist Priest to spare the kid's life for the sake of his oath.
The little devil can abandon his ways and never do evil again in the future!
What's more, he is even willing to go down there immediately to be tortured and suffer, and to be a pig or a dog in the next life.
I just want not to die..."
This ghost is really afraid of death, begging for mercy constantly, and is frightened and frightened.
But now that he is in my hands, even if he talks about breaking the sky, it will be useless no matter how pitiful he is.
At this point I looked back.
Looking at Wu Jing who was hiding at the door of the rooftop, sticking out his head and staring at us:
"Mr. Wu, I give you a good opportunity to accumulate merit and redeem your life.
Pick up my mahogany sword and stab him to death..."