The evil ghost's body was surrounded by thick black mist, its dark eye sockets had no eyeballs, and cold air emanated from six holes.
He was wearing tattered armor, and every step he took made a crashing sound.
The evil ghost waved the sickle provocatively, drawing out red flames. Sparks splashed onto his body, which were actually cold, and Shancha's head buzzed.
"Mo Yuan, you are no match for him. He is the soul-eating evil ghost of Ghost Demon City."
"Ah!"
Mo Yuan sneered, "The Ghost Demon City is in the Eastern Mountains. His claws are a bit too long. If he dares to come to the snowy mountains to poop and eat, I will chop off his claws today."
"Don't act rashly!"
"Silly woman, if I can hold you, I can protect you. Shut up!"
At this moment, Mo Yuan seemed to be a different person, with a fierce and fierce light flashing in his eyes. He took out the jade flute from his waist and placed it across his chest, staring coldly at the soul-eating evil ghost.
"Ghost Emperor Fengchen is very courageous. He dares to send a bastard like you out to seduce Wuwu's soul. He is simply seeking death." As Mo Yuan spat out his words, there was a faint thunder in the sky. There was lightning but there was no thunder.
The sound rang.
Shancha's heart trembled violently. The roar went straight into the sky and came back from all directions, making people's eardrums hurt.
Mo Yuan flew straight into the air, his long hair flying in the wind, looking down at the soul-eating evil ghost like a god, "You have two choices, one is to be killed by me, the other is to kill yourself."
I don't know whether it was because of fear or other reasons, but the soul-eating evil ghost took a few steps back.
Maybe the evil ghost is like a human being and cares about face. He felt a little timid when he retreated. In anger, he rushed forward brandishing a sickle.
"Bang bang bang!"
Three muffled sounds in a row.
The three arms of the soul-eating evil spirit were whipped by Mo Yuan with the flute so that they were deformed.
Although the jade flute is not big, it danced with great power in Mo Yuan's hands.
"Mo Yuan, let me help you!"
Shancha yelled and rushed over, holding a piece of talisman paper with both hands at the same time and throwing it out.
"Puff!"
Two burning fireballs passed through the air and hit the evil ghost directly.
The evil ghost's body ignited with flames and let out a shrill wail.
Not to be outdone, Mo Yu swooped down from mid-air with a jade flute and hit the evil ghost directly on the head.
I don't know if he was beaten stupidly, but the evil spirit was stunned for a while, and then he rushed over with a knife.
"Stay back. If the man doesn't fall down, it won't be the woman's turn to rush up." Mo Yuan reached out and pushed Shancha behind a rock, then turned around and rushed towards the evil ghost.
In the blink of an eye, the evil spirit's sickle swung over again. Mo Yuan dodged to the left, and at the same time, he swung the jade flute with his right hand and hit the opponent's head hard.
With a "click", one of the evil ghost's heads was smashed in half.
The smelly black blood and white brains flowed everywhere, and the suffocating stench instantly filled the air.
The soul-eating evil ghost made a strange cry in anger, and suddenly shook his shoulders. Dozens of fierce ghosts broke free from his body and rushed towards Mo Yuan with their teeth and claws open.
"Mo Yuan, be careful!"
"Talk too much!" Mo Yuan glared at Shan Cha, then showed a scoundrel expression. He took out a bag of dried fruits from his arms and threw them to Shan Cha, "If you're hungry, just eat!"
Shancha lowered her lips, took a piece of dried fruit, stuffed it into the corner of her mouth, looked at the grave bag sitting under her butt, and then looked at the snacks placed on the tombstone. She suddenly felt like she was in a theater.
Shan Cha was eating while watching Mo Yuan fight ghosts. His brows furrowed as he watched. The mountains in the distance were shrouded in green mist, and there were many black shadows, all surging towards their direction.
"Fuck his mother-in-law, whose grand gesture is this?" Shancha cursed angrily, quickly picked out a few talisman papers with both hands, and threw them at the evil ghost.
Several talismans turned into fireballs in the air and hit the evil ghost directly.
Shancha's hands kept waving, punching out dozens of talisman papers.
The talismans burned at the same time and connected end to end to form a large Bagua diagram.
"Borrow the pure Yang of heaven and earth, listen to my decree, and take photos!"
With a sharp shout, the Bagua Diagram shrank rapidly, shrouding the soul-eating evil ghost inside.
"Ouch!"
The evil ghost screamed and fell to the ground, slowly turning into black smoke and dissipating in the night sky.
Seeing the mist getting closer and closer, Shancha did not dare to hesitate at all, shaking Zhang Jingyu's clothes, "Zhang Jingyu is back! Zhang Jingyu is back!"
"In the pine forest!" Mo Yuan's eyesight was good. He saw a shadow in the pine forest and rushed into the pine forest with Camellia.
Shancha wrapped Zhang Jingyu's heavenly soul with clothes, picked up Mo Yuan and ran away.
The two of them ran into Gushu Village in one breath and then stopped, "It was so close, I almost went to reincarnation today."
"Silly woman, she's just a ghost soldier taking advantage of her, it's not that exaggerated."
Shancha rolled her eyes, "Do you think everyone is like you in both soul and body? I am just a gentleman, and I am also a gentleman with a baby."
While the two people were talking, the gloomy fog in the mountains had dispersed, the night was bright, a slight wind was blowing, and the dancing posture of the wind was gone.
If it weren't for the cold sweat all over my body, which was sticky and greasy, I would have thought I was dreaming just now.
"Mo Yuan, why are there so many lonely ghosts in the snowy mountains?"
"Silly woman, the snowy mountains were once ancient battlefields." After Mo Yuan finished speaking, he took out a string of golden bells from his arms and tied them to Shan Cha's wrist.
"I don't know how you, a fool, provoked the ghost city. You don't go out much these days. If you encounter danger, just ring the golden bell."
"Um!"
Shan Cha was also a child who knew what was good and what was good. She nodded like a good baby, "Mo Yuan, your brother has gone home, why do you still stay in the snow mountain?"
"The Snow Mountain is not your family, and you are too nosy."
"I have a good impression of you, so you'd better be careful what you say."
"I don't care whether you have a good impression of me or not."
"Are you so open-minded?"
"It's tiring to care about other people's opinions." Mo Yuan smiled mischievously and waved to Shancha, "Go back quickly. Remember, don't go out and walk around again. Be careful of the people around you."
"Who are you asking me to be careful about? Is it...!"
Before Shan Cha could finish speaking, Mo Yuan disappeared into the night like a ghost.
"Pooh!"
Shancha spat in anger, walked quickly into Zhang's house, and introduced Tianhun into Zhang Jingyu's body.
He looked up at the bright sky and pulled Qiu Shuiyue towards home.
"Cousin, I didn't expect that the provincial capital is so much bigger than the county town. This is my first time going to the provincial capital in my life."
"Let's go quickly, it's cold in the morning, don't freeze."
"It's not cold. This cotton-padded jacket is very warm. I used to pick up Fang Fei's old clothes and wear them. This is the first time I wear new clothes. Speaking of which, I have to thank my cousin."
"It's just a piece of clothing. You're welcome. You can go home first and I'll go check out the tea."
"Cousin, it's not bright yet. If you go, won't it affect Shancha's rest? It's better to go home and rest first before going!"