As soon as Qiu Sheng finished speaking, Awei, who was standing at the door, spoke:

"It's still a matter of thinking, go quickly!

After tonight, you will be back.

If you lose your life, wouldn’t it be worth it?”

As soon as Awei finished speaking, Wencai walked out of the morgue.

Seeing Awei appear and still speaking like this, he was a little confused:

"Captain, what did you say? What isn't it cost-effective?"

"Wencai, ronin is here, you guys run away!"

Awei reminded again.

Wencai was smiling, knowing that he had prepared for it:

"It's okay, Qiu Sheng caught dozens of ghosts last night and came back.

If the ronin dares to come, he will definitely be scared to death."

Awei sighed and did not continue to answer.

Qiu Sheng has already received the drink:

"Wencai, this time it's not that simple.

Among the ronin, there was a Taoist priest Fusang, and he looked very powerful.

One palm can break the table five meters away."

Wen Cai was still smiling at the last moment, but when he heard this, his face changed suddenly:

"Ah! Then, isn't this Taoist wiser than Nanchen?"

"Well, there is this possibility!"

Qiu Sheng spoke again.

Wencai took a deep breath:

"Then, how are we?"

Wencai was instantly panicked and didn't know what to do.

Nan Chen let out a cold voice. He didn't want to leave, so he spoke directly:

"We don't go anywhere, we just guard the charity village.

I want to see how powerful this Fusang Onmyoji is.”

"Junior brother, do you really want to stay?"

Qiu Sheng was unbelievable.

In Qiu Sheng's understanding, Nanchen was very cautious and calm when it came to things.

Now, he could even tell that Fusang Onmyoji was very powerful.

Why do I still plan to stay as a junior brother?

If this really happens, isn’t it just a beating?

Nanchen nodded firmly:

"Well, don't worry, two senior brothers.

Unless that guy is better than our master.

Otherwise, he would never do anything to us."

Nanchen said this and felt confident.

After all, this charity village is surrounded by Dong Xiaoyu's range of activities.

Nanchen knew very well how powerful this female ghost Dong Xiaoyu is.

Unless she is more powerful than Uncle Jiu, she will definitely not be able to do anything to her.

Besides, Nanchen really hates the Japanese.

The Japanese have come to the door. How embarrassing would it be if they escape?

Besides, is there any moisture in what Awei said?

After all, I didn't see it with my own eyes.

So, it’s hard to say whether the other party is really strong.

After thinking about it, Nanchen decided to stay and meet them later.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai saw that Nan Chen nodded and confirmed, and looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"All right!

Junior brother, I'll listen to you.

Let’s deal with the Fusang Onmyoji together!”

Qiu Sheng spoke.

Wencai stuttered and shouted:

"Then, then I'll deal with those three ronin."

Nanchen smiled and nodded.

Seeing that the three of them were not going to leave, Awei sighed:

"You guys be careful, I, I'm leaving..."

After saying that, Awei turned around without hesitation and left.

As soon as Ah Wei left, Nanchen turned to Qiu Sheng and Wencai and said;

"Big Brother, Second Brother.

Let's prepare some guys and wait for them to come."

Qiu Shengwen nodded and walked directly into the house.

Then Nanchen and the other two sat in the courtyard in a uniform manner.

Nanchen still drank tea leisurely, but Qiu Sheng Wencai was a little restless.

Time passes by minute by minute.

About half an hour later, there were waves of footsteps outside the house again.

At the same time, there are also voices of dialogue.

Obviously, many people came this time.

After a while, I saw the door kicked open.

Then, I saw three men wearing kimono wearing kimono, shaved fusan, and they started to break out.

And the leader was the three Fusang ronin who were beaten by Nanchen and others in Zuixianlou.

But this time, in addition to them, there were eight more people.

Five of them, like them, accompanied by seven of them, and were with the Double Knife.

There was only one, wearing a big white robe and a pointed black hat on his head.

Nanchen used to play an Onmyoji game from the island country.

As soon as this man appeared, Nan Chen locked his eyes on him.

This costume is in the traditional costume of Onmyoji of Fusang.

Just like the mainland exorcists, they wear Yin-Yang robe.

Nan Chen looked at the man carefully, with a medium figure, a tiny face, a short face, about 1.6 meters tall.

However, Nan Chen could feel the strong mysterious aura of this person.

However, it is impossible to judge the cultivation level, but it is definitely not inferior to Ao Sheng.

Qiu Sheng Wencai saw these Fusang people appear.

They were nervous and stood up with a "scarlet" sound, looking alert.

The three Fusang Langren, who were in charge, also showed a ferocious look when they saw Nanchen and others.

At this time, the fat Kato, tied a bandage in one hand and looked at Nanchen with hatred:

"Baga, do you remember me?"

Nanchen looked at the Japanese and smiled contemptuously:

"What does it mean?
To be continued...