How could Tongjue and Tongxuan not know how powerful the fire of Yin Wood? Tongxuan immediately put Tongwu on the ground and shouted: "Senior Brother, let's set up the Liangyi nectar array..."

"Okay, Master Xi quickly put me down."

I almost laughed. At this time, there is still time for you to put a nectar array. It is not easy to open the dew. But I still put Tongjue down and shouted, "Shen Bing turned his head."

"What are you doing? Ah, you took off your pants again..." Shen Bing shouted.

If you don’t take off your pants and wait for it to be burned to death? You said Shen Bing was a stubborn person, and now he has two stupid donkeys. I am soaking in urine to put out the fire, lifted up his pants and carried Tongjue back, shook his head at Shen Bing, and ran down quickly. Fortunately, it was difficult to go up the mountain, and it went smoothly when I went down. I hugged Tongjue in the steep place and slid down.

It took half an hour to get down, and more than ten minutes to get down. As soon as I got to the flat ground, I put down Tongju and asked everyone to turn off the flashlight collectively. Then, each of them sent a piece of mugwort leaves and stuck it on the eyebrows. I tiptoed to the right for a few meters, dug a small hole on the ground, took out a ball of red rope and buried it into it, and then pulled the red rope back to the spot.

"What trick are you playing?" Shen Bing asked me in a low voice.

"You will know later." I took out a piece of yellow paper and tore it apart and folded it into a villain. I bit my finger and pointed a drop of blood on it. Then I put it on the ground, pinched a spell, and recited a few spells softly. The paper man suddenly jumped up from the ground and jumped forward.

"This is fun, go back and teach me." Shen Bing said with a smile on his face.

I nodded, stretched out my index finger and stood up to my lips, indicating that I was silent. Tongjue and Tongxuan knew that I was attracting ghosts, but they had never seen this method before. They both stared at each other with curious expressions.

I thought to myself, what have you seen? Maoshan Taoist priests despise you. In fact, they can't blame them for not seeing it, because this is a small trick in the great infinite arts, which is specially used to attract ghosts. I now find that this evil technique is getting better and better. Although it is an evil technique, it depends on who is used. It will be of great merit in the hands of good people, and the artsman will also use authentic Taoism, which is not used to harm people.

We all held our breath and stared at the paper man and jumped out for more than ten meters. At this moment, a sharp head poked out from behind a big tree. The moonlight shone on it, emitting a black luster, which was particularly gloomy and weird.

Shen Bing covered her mouth. She hadn't seen this cunning dead ghost yet, and Tong Jue and Tong Xuan also had their eyes wider.

I turned to the right, and the paper man turned, and the dead ghost leaned his waist and stretched his hands behind him, looking like he was afraid of being discovered in front of him, which was particularly funny. The paper man lit the blood and sacrificed the boy spell, and in the eyes of the ghost, he turned into a little spirit child that made the dead ghost salivate.

In our human eyes, we can't tell the difference between children. In the ghost's eyes, we can see at a glance which spiritual child has spiritual energy, which will increase spiritual power after eating. Since this dead ghost plays with ghost nets and Yin wood fire, he must like the spiritual child very much. This discovery of the spiritual child has thrown us all behind us.

A boy with spiritual energy is not easy to catch, so this dead thing is particularly cautious. Just as the paper man jumped into the trap I dug, it chased him and rushed forward. He grabbed the paper man and laughed happily.

"Hehe...ah..." It followed with another strange cry, for the hair? I pulled the red rope and the rope buckle broke out of the ground and was just put on its hand. This was all calculated. Even if it didn't pounce on it, it would still put on its feet.

This dead thing was quite clever. I immediately burned a handful of Yin Wood Fire and burned the red rope. But it was only a few meters away from us. When we pulled the red rope, I had already rushed forward. As soon as the red rope was broken, I threw it into ashes and extinguished it. I twisted the arm of the dead thing and put the ghost-resisting talisman that had been prepared on its chest.

It screamed again, struggled hard, broke free from my hand, and ran forward. This dead thing is too powerful. Even if the ghost suppression talisman is pasted on the evil spirit's chest, it will be blocked obediently. It can still run forward!

But I overestimated it, so I ran forward a few steps and fell to the ground. I followed him and another ghost-suppressing talisman came from behind. I turned around and whispered to Tongxuan, who was stunned, "Come on your ghost-catching altar."

"Oh, here, here. Tongxuan ran over with his backpack and threw it in front of me.

"Take it out." I thought to myself, you didn't see your buddy twisting the dead ghost's arm. Can't you make a move? I've met a fool like you, and I've been in trouble for eight lifetimes.

"I just couldn't open my backpack, I guess I was blocked by an evil ghost." The kid explained to me seriously.

I was so angry that I almost squirted about his holy water on his face. The backpack was filled with Taoist magic tools. Which ghost had the courage to move it? The more I looked at his head, the bigger it became. Finally, I gave him a comment: "The stupid donkey has a pig's head on its neck!"

Shen Bing trotted over, took the flashlight to zip the backpack, tidied it a few times before unzipping it: "It was the zipper that pressed the edge, of course it couldn't be opened."

Tong Xuan's face was flushed and scratched his head, and forgot to take out the ghost collection altar from it. I urged him and quickly took out the things and handed them to me. The ghost collection altar is a small porcelain jar as big as a hand stove. When it was fired, it carved a ghost-suppressing spell, and then used cinnabar to describe it, which has the magic power to seal ghosts.

I asked Shen Bing to uncover the cover of the jar and aim it at the dead ghost and it was about to collect it.

"Master, I say everything, don't accept me... Woo woo, I have an 80-year-old mother above and a baby underneath, so let me spare me!" This dead thing actually took out the old-fashioned lines begging for mercy on TV to fool me.

"What did you say, I didn't ask." I said angrily and amused.

"Master, please ask. As long as I know, I will tell you without saying anything." This dead thing must have been a businessman during his lifetime, and a profiteer, with a very slick mouth.

This kind of thing is generally not loyal to the owner, and can definitely tell the truth. So he asked him: "Who is your owner?"

"Landon!"

Second uncle, there is still Laden. I tried my hand hard, and the little slippery head screamed: "Master, I didn't lie, why are you doing ruthless?"

It seemed like he wasn't lying, so he asked him: "Who is Landen?"

"Landeng is Lan Deng, I know what the name is. I don't know the rest... Oh, my master, I'm telling the truth. I still secretly heard the master's name. I can't even remember what I call myself. He is so cruel that he never lets me see his true face, so he directs me to go out and harm people." This little slippery arm was almost twisted into a trick by me, and his head was full of sweat.

"You always know where he is now?" I asked.

"I know, I know, they went to the pool last night."
Chapter completed!