Chapter 191 More than one cold hand (first update)

Master Mao looked up in disbelief and looked at the group of black shadows that had already started to fight with Master Fan.

Why is this happening? Why did the little guy suddenly turn against the water?!

He wanted to get up and support his body a little. A severe pain came from his chest and a mouthful of blood.

He rolled down the stairs on the second floor and was hit by ghosts. He must have suffered internal injuries.

The ghost was very difficult to deal with. Fortunately, Master Fan was not a vegetarian, so he was so hard to part with.

Master Fan looked at him at least forty years, but he was quick to move and jumped directly from the second floor. He rolled around when he landed to reduce the impact.

The ghost shadow was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, pursuing reluctantly, and pounced on Master Fan's back.

Master Fan turned around neatly, stabbed the peach wood sword with his backhand, hitting the ghost!

The ghost made a harsh howl, like a baby spirit crying, sharp and unpleasant.

The ordinary people present covered their ears unbearably, but the sound was still drilling into their ears, and they couldn't help but show a painful expression.

Even Master Fan was a little affected and frowned tightly.

He quickly pulled out a yellow talisman and recited a spell. The yellow talisman flew towards the ghost. At the same time, the peach wood sword stabbed him hard again.

The two intersected, and the damage caused was incalculable. The ghost struggled violently, but the figure slowly disappeared.

Master Fan then relaxed, breathing unsteadily, and it was difficult for ghosts to deal with. Even he had to spend a lot of effort.

"Master, are you okay?" The disciple ran over and supported Master Fan.

Zhen Pengyi poked his head out from behind the stairs and confirmed that the ghost had been destroyed. Then he rolled down: "Master, Master Fan, is that ghost completely dead? It won't appear again, right?"

Master Fan: "Well, don't worry, I've wiped it out."

Zhen Pengyi: "That's good, that's good. Master Fan, I didn't know Mount Tai before, and I hope you don't get angry."

Master Fan’s disciple said, “How could my master be such a stingy person? My master is noble and honest, and it is our responsibility to eliminate demons and protect the way.”

Zhen Pengyi nodded and bowed: "Yes, yes, my vision is too narrow. I don't know if Master Fan is free, so I want to invite you to a meal? In addition, I would like to accept the reward I mentioned before."

Master Fan nodded.

As for Master Mao, no one can see him anymore.

This kind of ignorance is even more shameful than insults, and its already pale face is even more ugly.

Yan Lingxi looked at him leisurely. When he saw him, he grinned his teeth and looked at Master Fan with a point of view, shook his head with a point of view, and sighed.

He didn't say anything, but he seemed to say everything.

Master Mao's chest hurt and he almost vomited blood again.

There was already discussing where to eat at the celebration banquet.

"No, I said this matter has not been resolved yet. Is it too early to talk about dinner now?"

Zhen Pengyi frowned: "Miss, don't get involved. Stay wherever you are cool. I won't bother with you today."

Yan Lingxi felt inexplicably: "What are you scruples with me? I didn't smash your stuff, and I didn't lie to you."

Zhen Pengyi choked for a moment and had no way to refute.

"Besides, I have a totally kind intention. If you are not afraid of dying by the evil spirit tonight, I will pretend that I have not said anything." Yan Lingxi shrugged helplessly, "After all, if you are rushing to die, I will not stop you."

Zhen Pengyi was startled: "Aggressive ghost? What do you mean?"

He subconsciously glanced at Master Fan: "Master Fan, didn't you say it has been solved? There are ghosts? Or evil ghosts?!"

Master Fan frowned and taught Yan Lingxi seriously: "Little girl, don't talk nonsense. You saw it just now, and the ghost has been destroyed by me."

Yan Lingxi spread her hands: "But there are more than one in this room."

These words were like cold water pouring into a oil pan, causing a stir in an instant.

"What? More than one? But I only saw one that day!" Zhen Pengyi was completely panicked.

Yan Lingxi said with a smile: "Yes, you only saw one, and there are still ones you didn't see."

Zhen Pengyi: "..."

Yes, there are some things he didn't see.

Zhen Pengyi's body became a coffin board and asked for help: "Master Fan, Master Fan..."

Seeing that she was talking about it with a nose and eyes, Master Fan asked, "How did you know?"

"I saw it." Yan Lingxi pointed at her eyes, "My eyes are so beautiful, wouldn't it be a waste if I don't use it?"

Master Fan is a rigorous person and can't stand Yan Lingxi's careless appearance. He instinctively thinks that she is talking nonsense, but it is related to the safety of human life. You must not have a lucky mentality.

Master Fan asked the disciple to take the compass over, but he didn't know what he was talking about, so the pointer started to move and finally pointed straight in one direction.

Master Fan's face suddenly changed, and he still had ghost energy?!

He looked at Yan Lingxi in shock, but he didn't even notice it, but she could find out without relying on any tools. Who was she?

The most urgent task now is to kill the remaining ghosts.

Master Fan went upstairs again, and the compass pointed to the house.

It was also because he was not careful to think about it, but he didn't expect to find out.

Yan Lingxi also followed him up.

Master Fan did not let his disciples go in, but went in alone.

He went in carefully, trying to turn on the light and fumbled on the switch, but he touched a cold hand, which seemed to have just been taken out of the ice.

Master Fan froze and reacted quickly. With the help of the faint light, he could see a detestable ghost, which was difficult to describe.

Its reaction was also very fast, and he did not dodge it at once, and even showed a strange smile at Master Fan.

The lights in the house were dim, and Master Fan deliberately led the ghost outside.

Zhen Pengyi fainted at the first sight. His disciple and Ke Yuansi had seen the world, but he still retwine several times with physiological discomfort.

This ghost is obviously much more powerful than the previous ghost. He now suspects that the ghost is the confusing thing released by this evil ghost.

Master Fan dodged left and right, but the previous battle with the ghost had already consumed some physical strength. This evil ghost was particularly powerful, and he gradually couldn't stand it and was struggling.

No, Master Fan gritted his teeth and must not let it hurt people!

With all his strength, Master Fan coveted the evil spirit and made a heavy blow.

The evil ghost paused for a moment, furious, his hair was windless, and the bloody red light in his eyes was extremely terrifying, his five fingers formed claws, and he was directly blazing black air.

With a loud voice, the ghost's hair suddenly grew wildly, like a monster's tentacle, wrapped around Master Fan's neck and gradually tightened.

"Ah..." Master Fan was lifted up, his face turned red, and he kicked his legs.

The disciple said anxiously: "Master!"

Yan Lingxi frowned, snatched a yellow talisman, and threw it out.

It was obviously a soft yellow talisman paper, but it directly cut off the evil ghost's hair.

Master Fan fell to the ground and the disciple hurried over.

The evil ghost shouted angrily, and Yan Lingxi greeted him without retreating.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!