Finally, the monsters said: "Actually, Shopkeeper Yu, we are surrounded from behind."
For the rest of my life, I have no words to say, only silence.
"Then prepare to fight."
Yu Sheng said, and with a wave of his hand, the killed Si Wu and Wu Zhu appeared in front of them again.
"His grandma is a bear," the bald Si Wu cursed.
He said to Yu Sheng: "Shop Manager Yu, there is an ambush. I think they deliberately set up an ambush here and are ready to come!"
He did not forget to remind Yu Sheng that the son of the Northern Wilderness King was also in Quanshui City.
"The ten witches of Lingshan are here together. Shopkeeper Yu, what should we do now?"
As wizards, they know the power of the ten witches of Lingshan best.
Even though they could not die, as long as the rest of their lives died, they would disappear, so Si Wu was very nervous.
"What can I do?" Yu Sheng smiled bitterly, and the only option was to fight to the death.
He pulled out an oil-paper umbrella from his back, shook it off and turned it into a sword.
"The ten witches of Lingshan, are there any conflicts among them?" he asked.
The bald witch shook his head, "I've never heard of it, but there are some rumors circulating on Lingshan Mountain."
"What rumor?"
"The two shamans Wu Xie and Wu Luo like Wu Yang, but Wu Yang believes in the Emperor of Heaven, so he will never marry in order to serve the Emperor of Heaven," said the bald-headed witch.
These were ten Wu Zhus, plus Wu Yang, and this was the only gossip he could think of.
"Is Wu Yang here?" Yu Sheng asked.
The bald witch nodded, "Here she comes. I caught a glimpse of her taking care of the son of the Northern Wilderness King before she died."
"Damn, I'm the best at sowing discord." Yu Sheng geared up.
He considers himself to be a gentleman, speaking but not doing anything.
"Shopkeeper Yu, do you feel guilty when you say this?" Hong Chiyan looked at him from the side.
At this time, the monster behind came to report: "Shopkeeper Yu, they are here, what should I do?"
Yu Sheng rose out of thin air and landed on a branch. He turned around and saw several people wearing black robes, holding oil-paper umbrellas and leading a group of witches to surround him from behind.
Around them, a group of ghosts shouted.
Wherever he passed, leaves were falling, grass and trees were covered with frost, and a cold and damp mist filled the air.
After Yu Sheng fell down, he looked towards the open space in front of him and saw some shamans were also surrounding him.
"It's all wrapped up, now we only have one way to go," Yu Sheng said.
"Shopkeeper Yu, tell me." The demons looked at him.
"Let's break out separately. Hong Chiyan, you lead the brothers in the woods. Remember, if you can't defeat them, break them into pieces. Don't fight forcefully."
He looked at the open space in front of him and said, "The inn will land in the west and south directions. You just need to find an open space suitable for landing and hide it."
The inn will be searched all over when the time comes.
"Okay, let's try to have a drink and talk at the inn tomorrow morning!"
Yu Sheng surrendered his hands to them, and like an arrow from his bow, he shot towards the clearing outside the woods.
The wizards summoned by him followed behind him holding oil-paper umbrellas.
"Why did Shopkeeper Yu go east?" A monster was surprised.
Hong Chiyan looked at Yu Sheng's back and turned around, "Why do you care so much? Let's break out around the woods, one on the left and the other on the right."
He looked at the demons solemnly, "Everyone, don't fight forcefully, but don't run away either. It's just a little bit of time that can delay Shopkeeper Yu."
The monsters nodded, "Understood!"
…
As soon as Yu Sheng came out of the clearing, a group of evil spirits came towards him.
Some evil ghosts are old ghosts that are hundreds or even thousands of years old, and they have a cold air about them.
Wherever they passed, things were soaked and decayed, as if they had spent hundreds of years.
Because of this, they are used to being domineering.
After seeing Yu Sheng, he jumped on him without hesitation.
You are not welcome for the rest of your life.
He raised his hand and grabbed the old ghost with only a lock of long hair on his head, trying to swing the old ghost up as a weapon, and then...
All his long hair fell off, and the old ghost's head completely turned into an egg.
"Uh, I'm sorry." Yu Sheng apologized to him.
Then, he grabbed his old arm with one hand and swung it at the evil spirits who were rushing towards him.
For a time, with Yu Sheng as the center, like fireworks blooming, evil spirits fell in all directions.
The hollow area was quickly filled with ghosts, and more and more ghosts were surrounding him.
Yu Sheng chuckled, and his body disappeared in an instant.
When he reappeared, the man had already reached the outside of the circle surrounded by evil spirits and continued to kill the oncoming witches.
Those witches raised their hands, hoping that the evil spirits behind them would pounce on Yu Sheng and stop him.
But it's too late.
The rest of my life has been killed among them.
Between the jumps and flickers, the sword light flashed, and some wizards had no time to take one last look at the world, and their hearts had stopped beating.
Now the shamans were panicking.
But it still couldn't stop Yu Sheng from massacring them.
For the rest of my life, I kept breaking out of sieges. The sword in my hand was so sharp that I stabbed my chest, wiped my neck, stabbed my neck, and chopped off my head.
When he was nimble, he even split a wizard in half!
At this moment, Yu Sheng had to say that the sword his mother left to him was really useful. No wonder Aunt Qing fell in love with this sword.
This oil-paper umbrella is a sword that can be transformed into any sword depending on the situation.
There are long swords, short swords, curved swords, and even backhand swords that can be used as daggers, so he can kill with ease.
But in the eyes of the shamans, it is a different story now:
In the mist, blood flashes, and where the sword shines, the body and head are separated.
For a moment, the shamans did not dare to surround Yu Sheng.
Their hesitation gave Yu Sheng a chance to easily break out of this level of witchcraft, and then...
Yu Sheng bumped into three magic witches head-on.
They were dressed in mysterious clothes and holding oil-paper umbrellas.
Behind them, thick fog surged like a boil, covering the sky and the earth, covering all the paths in Yu Sheng's direction.
"Shopkeeper Yu?" One of them raised his eyebrows and looked at Yu Sheng with a smile.
It was then that Yu Sheng discovered that the faces of these shamans were wearing masks, which were similar to the facial makeup used in Sichuan opera in previous lives.
"I am Yu Sheng." Yu Sheng shook his sword and turned it into a paper umbrella, "I wonder who you are?"
"Wuxie, Wuluo, Wuli." The three of them introduced themselves one by one and handed over their hands, "I have met Young Master Yu."
"Hey." Yu Sheng returned the greeting, "What do you call me, Young Master Yu? Just meet me, the King of the Wilderness, Your Majesty."
The three wizards remained silent. The thick fog behind them had now turned into a darkness as rich as ink, and the roars of evil spirits came out from time to time.
Darker than the night.
"Wu Li, this is such a poor name." Seeing that they didn't speak, he used to start bickering for the rest of his life.
At the same time, he glanced sideways in the other direction, always ready to escape.
"You should change your name to Wu Lai, so it sounds nice." Yu Sheng nodded, "At least no one dares to bully you."
He looked at Wu Xie and Wu Luo again, "I heard that you both like Wu Yang, tsk tsk, but I heard that Wu Yang likes Wu Peng, and Wu Peng likes Wu Gu, and Wu Gu likes Wu Na..."
"Who is Wu Nai?" Wu Li couldn't help but ask.
Yu Shengxin said: How do I know? All of your names contain witches, and he couldn't remember them, so he made them up casually.