It was only half an hour before the re-establishment of evil. I waited patiently. As soon as the time came, I quickly called the director to run to the top. Just then, the time for the evil was stopped, and the black light on the eight-mouth coffin was extinguished.

I came here to continue the spell in advance, but there was no vacuum period. Now that the black light was gone, five large washbasins actually found something wrong, and flew in like shells. The second uncle of his, the five little bastards were smart enough.

Director urging his face changed drastically, and he leaned against the wall and slipped towards the hole. It seemed that he wanted to escape by himself, regardless of our life or death. I kindly waited for the time to make the evil spirits to let him go out smoothly, but I didn't expect that he was so unfaithful. Five black gases were originally for us, and the old guy was fucking smart enough.

When I was stunned, five black gas suddenly turned around and rushed back to the entrance of the cave, blocking the way. It seemed that they wanted to silence them all, and no one could leave here. In this way, I felt balanced. The director urged the director to react quickly and turned around and ran back. Five black gas immediately divided into two groups, two chased him, and three rushed towards me.

Although they were moving quickly, I seized this opportunity to finish chanting the spell quickly, and the eight-mouthed coffin lit up black light again!

The five black gas each let out a scream, turned their heads and flew out of the hole. The director urged the director to stop by sticking to the wall, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and was so scared that he was very scared just now.

We divided the work, one of us controlled four small coffins with our hands. I didn’t need to teach him the knowledge of the direction of gossip. He was an old ghost who had lived for thousands of years, so I didn’t know what. We first sent eight small coffins outside the entrance of the cave and forced five black gas to retreat. We walked out of the entrance of the cave. We felt very happy when we saw them being retreated step by step. They were chasing them like a betrayal dog, but now we have finally turned over.

I drove five black gas out of the small door along the way, and the street was still deserted, and there were only a few ghost messengers wandering around, and they must be looking for Shen Bing and me.

When they saw me coming out of it, a ghost messenger shouted and ran towards us. Five black gas might have found no chance, so they turned around and flew away, disappearing in an instant.

I have the Bagua Ghost Suppression Bureau to protect myself, but I am not afraid of these ghost messengers, but I am afraid that they will hurt them and make enemies with the underworld, so it will not be easy to return to the sun. I quickly recited the magic spell to make the Ghost Suppression Bureau invalid. Director urging the director just now was facing a critical moment of life and death. Now he has the ability to settle this matter. Dalala turned his back and came forward to help me resolve this matter, which seemed very loyal.

But when he heard that I actually robbed the money house, he turned around and stared at me and whispered to me: "Damn you robbed the money house. That old thing is not easy to mess with if you don't give money. You're causing trouble." He turned back and told the ghosts that they were in the record and were afraid of running to the sky, so he followed him to surrender, and you didn't have to worry about it. After all, he was the director of the management office, and he was a senior official and killed the ghosts. Of course, those ghosts sold his face and all dispersed.

We arrived on Zhongping Street and urged the director to ask the two of us to wait in his office first, so that he would go to the meeting and talk about our resolute relationship when he came back.

After urging the director to say that, he was floating in the shadows. Just as he was about to go to the management office, he suddenly saw Boss Bu. Tan Qing and a group of male ghosts wearing frivolous clothes appeared on the street, all looking at me with a grin on their faces. I thought something was wrong. The group of ghosts looked like young and dandy. Boss Bu must have moved in. Before they could attack, they turned around and ran away. This direction was not for the management office, because they blocked the way and could not get through at all.

"Chasing, don't let them run away!" A voice shouted from behind, very cold, and it suddenly reached the bottom of my heart.

I looked back and saw that it was a male ghost wearing sunglasses, with a strong aura of pressure all over his body. It must be the leader of this group of ghosts. Of course, the boss didn't dare to touch the place. Tan Qing and a group of subordinates rushed over. The old boy Tan Qing had a grudge against me. I guess he saw Shen Bing and I entering the underworld. He was sowed by him.

Although I hugged Shen Bing, they were not faster than me. I originally wanted to cross a few streets and return to the upstart street, find the eight-person coffin, and activate the formation. But suddenly I thought of the Taoist priest, perhaps my ancestor, and it was not so easy for them to catch up with me, so I played a racing game with them and went to the front to find the monument.

I ran for half an hour in one go, but I didn’t see the shadow of a monument on the roadside. I thought to myself that this street is so fucking long that it is. Where did the monument be placed? If it were on the street, it would take so many years to run.

However, I was lucky. I ran a while ago and saw a stone tablet on the side of the road, so I hurriedly ran to the front.

The stone tablet is dark and more than ten feet tall. It carved many useless praise words on it, all of which are ancient classical Chinese, and readers are very difficult to talk about. Others can be omitted, mainly to find names. This "Ghost Hero" Taoist priest named Zhenyangzi, does not have real names. Damn, what is Zhenyangzi, it looks like, my family genealogy only has the names of ancestors from all generations, and there is no Taoist lord. Besides, except that Grandpa Taizu was a Taoist disciple, I have never heard my father say that any ancestor was a Taoist priest.

I just stopped and looked at the stone tablet a few times. Tan Qing, the group of ghosts, caught up with them, and huh, and the monument and people surrounded the middle.

"Xi Feng, you didn't expect you to die, did you? I didn't even go after I had the chance to reincarnate, just to wait for this day." Tan Qing said to me with gritted teeth, with a look of hatred on his face.

I sneered disdainfully: "You are waiting for me, do you want to die again? The descendants of ghosts are not afraid of any evil ghosts in the Yin and Yang realms. If you are unhappy as a ghost, I will not bother to destroy your soul." These words scared him. The descendants of ghosts are just an ordinary ghost, no different from his old boy, just a little stronger than ordinary ghosts.

Suddenly, a cough came from the stone tablet. I suspected that I had heard it wrong. The stone tablet was only half a foot wide, and could there be ghosts living inside?

Tan Qing was scared by my words, and his arrogance immediately became much smaller. Regardless of whether I die or not, he had personally experienced the ability of the successor of ghost affairs. "Hmph, we can't deal with you, and there are ghosts that can deal with you!" Tan Qing sneered and clapped his face.

He looked behind me, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious. When he looked back, my god, I almost fell down. Five black air flew behind him quietly. When did the five ghosts chase him again? You guys say hello, it's not a hero to attack like this. I was scared to be confused. If they were heroes, could they chase me like this and not let go?

Seeing that the black gas had already pounced on me, it was only a few centimeters away from my face. I wanted to avoid it, unless they went back and did it again, I still don’t have much hope, they were too fast!

When I closed my eyes, I wanted to say that the ghost who had died once was still so scared of death, and my heart was very cold. As a descendant of the ghost story, I finally died under the ghost claws. I couldn't even keep my soul. The descendant of the ghost story for ten generations is my best, and the most cowardly death.

The moment I closed my eyes, someone suddenly pulled her shoulder and felt her feet staggering and falling to the ground. When I opened my eyes, I found that Tan Qing and the others had five black airs disappeared. There was a white-haired old ghost standing in front of me, staring at me with his eyes.

Who is he? Is he Mayoko?
Chapter completed!