"Young man, what are you doing?" A bold Wang family member stretched his neck and asked.
"Don't say goodbye. The soul of your recently deceased relative has been taken away by the ghost king. No matter how much paper money you burn or how many words you say, she won't be able to hear you." Feng Yi turned his head and said to the Wang family.
?
What is this young man talking about.
Ghost King, soul?
Although they were keeping vigil and burning paper money, they had never seen ghosts. All they did could be said to be passed down from their ancestors, or it could also be said that they were out of habit...
To put it simply, they don't believe in ghosts at all, and all they do is for peace of mind.
So when he heard Feng Yi's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then some "smart people" reacted and curled their lips and said: "Young man, go back and forth wherever you come from, don't make our Wang family happy.
It's heartbreaking enough that our relatives died early. If you want to cheat some money, I'm sorry, but give up."
Feng Yi didn't bother to pay attention to what the Wang family said. He just explained that it was up to them to believe it or not. Anyway, he was not showing up for the purpose of making money.
"Boy, did you see that you are trying to be a hero for nothing? These fools don't know."
The Ghost King sneered and said softly: "I have seen many fledgling Taoist priests like this, and many have died in my hands. If you have never experienced terror, you don't know what fear is!
Come on, little ones!"
At the Ghost King's order, this group of paper-thinned men had already charged forward, brandishing weapons.
Feng Yi smiled when he saw this familiar scene. When he first traveled to this world, a paper stick could kill him.
Now……
Can I say that the Yin Qi in your body is too little and too thin that I have no interest in devouring it?
Among all the ghosts, Feng Yi only cared about the Ghost King, so he clenched his fists and punched one by one. The group of paper-punched people all groaned and turned into ashes.
"Dad, is this young man a lunatic? Why is he beating into the air non-stop, or is he possessed by a demon?" someone from the Wang family asked in a low voice.
"Huh, don't believe him. He was just pretending to be deaf and dumb because I saw through it." The smart man just now continued to say wisely.
Xiaoli, who was hiding in the dark, frowned slightly.
When Feng Yi showed up just now, he reminded her not to show up, but this group of people from the Wang family slandered Feng Yi time and time again. How could she bear it?
Immediately she floated down from the tree.
That's right, it was Piao, who showed up openly in front of the Wang family.
Just when the Wang family's eyes widened and their mouths opened, she disappeared again, flew in front of the smart man, slapped him, and then calmly came to Feng Yi's side.
The Wang family was stunned.
"Just now, what happened just now?"
"It seemed like a beautiful woman was floating in front of my eyes, but then she disappeared..."
"It turns out that you also saw it, and I thought it was just me who was dazzled."
"It was so dazzling that I even received a slap..."
The smart man cursed angrily, and suddenly screamed as if his neck was being strangled: "There's a ghost!"
As he spoke, he was the first to turn around and run into the house, just like a stray dog.
The rest of the Wang family were also frightened to death. They screamed and ran into the house, closing the door tightly and gasping for breath.
"It turns out, there really is a ghost!"
"No, what did that kid say just now?"
"What kid? He's obviously a cultivator. He said that Alan's soul was taken away by the Ghost King."
"Second brother, isn't this a female ghost? What is the female ghost doing to steal Alan's soul?"
"How did I know this... By the way, Ajian, hurry up, go to the backyard and pick up a few drops of cow tears. Didn't someone say that you can see ghosts if you put some cow tears on your eyes?"
"Dad, do you want to see a ghost?"
"You bastard, it was your wife who died. If there is really a ghost, Xiaolan's soul has been taken away. Are you willing?"
"Dad, just wait, I'll go right away!" A Jian ran to the backyard without saying a word after hearing this.
I'm really scared, but that's his wife.
Not to mention the performance of the Wang family, the Ghost King here's face became colder after seeing that all the Zhizhao people were no match for Feng Yi's punch, and he snorted: "How dare this kid show up openly? It turns out it's a bit...
ability."
As the Ghost King, he still looked down upon Feng Yi's ability. As long as he had some ability, he could get rid of these paper sticks, so it was nothing.
But when he saw Xiaoli appearing, the Ghost King's eyes immediately straightened!
With this look, this figure, and this style, she is simply one of the best female ghosts in a million, much better than the Alan he stole.
"No, I must grab this female ghost!" The Ghost King licked his tongue and said with blazing eyes.
After wiping out a dozen or so Zhizhi people, the few remaining little ghosts didn't dare to rush forward. If you rush, you will die, and if you die, your soul will be scattered. It's not easy to live, and your life is important.
Feng Yi, who didn't even achieve the warm-up effect, shook his head in displeasure. After seeing Xiaoli's appearance, he asked curiously: "Aren't you not allowed to come out?"
"Those people are saying bad things about you behind your back, and I'm so angry." Xiaoli said matter-of-factly.
Hearing Xiaoli's words, Feng Yi was a little funny and a little moved.
Since he came to this world, he has always been protecting others, and it seems that this is the first time he has been protected like this.
"They're just ordinary people, don't worry about them." Feng Yi said with a smile.
"You are helping them and yet you have to be questioned by them. How can this be..."
One person and one ghost chatted animatedly, which made the ghost king very angry.
You killed me, and you still make fun of me, you are so arrogant!
"As a Taoist priest, he actually raises ghosts. It seems that he is not a decent person." The Ghost King shouted sternly.
Only practitioners can see them. Even if Feng Yi is not wearing Taoist robes, the Ghost King can guess his identity.
"What does it have to do with you whether I raise ghosts or not?"
Feng Yi frowned unhappily when his conversation was interrupted.
"Dad, this young man is a Taoist priest, and the female ghost who appeared just now was actually raised by him..." A Jian said softly, smeared with cow tears.
"Didn't you hear what people said? Whether or not you raise a ghost has nothing to do with you. In short, he is saving your wife. If we can save her, we have to thank her no matter what!" Lao Wang said displeased.
"Yes, Dad."
A Jian was taught to lower his head. He had already seen Alan's soul, which was locked in a coffin and kept crying. The son who was originally sleeping seemed to sense this and was crying loudly, which was heartbreaking.
"Second brother, this little Taoist priest is so young. It's probably not reliable to get together with a female ghost. The other side is obviously more powerful. Look at the tall and burly ghost. He is also carrying a mace in his hand. I'm afraid it's a stick.
You can beat this little Taoist priest to death!" The man who was slapped said with his lips curled up.
When Lao Wang heard what Lao San said, his heart sank. Yes, this young man looks so thin, can he do it?
