The talisman on the sword suddenly burned, and the tongues of fire burned on the two paper figures.
The paper figure burst into flames as soon as it was touched, and the flames instantly engulfed the paper figure and burned it to ashes.
The little old man swallowed a talisman, took out two leaves from his arms, smeared the potion in the porcelain bottle on his eyes, and immediately saw two people.
The two men were exactly the same as the paper figures. The only difference was that their bodies were ash-colored, but they seemed to be alive and looked at the little old man with lively eyes.
The hero didn't ask where he came from, the little old man just nodded and said respectfully: "Thank you both."
The two paper figures nodded and disappeared into the darkness. There were talismans there, and the three of them were connected in mind.
The little old man still stopped where he was, took out the sunflowers, and placed them one by one around his body.
Let's talk about two paper figures coming out of the alley and walking across the street to the back of the shrine.
The dog and the ugly dog were playing next to the shrine. The ugly dog looked up and barked twice, scaring the dog who was licking the wine.
The dog's barking was extremely loud in the silent night, frightening the two paper figures to stand still, and the little old man who was connected to each other stopped moving his hands.
This dog can actually see Yin spirits.
This is not good. If other witches are alerted, they will not be able to attract that witch.
When he was in a dilemma, the frightened dog saw no one in front of him and slapped the ugly dog on the face with his displeased paw.
The ugly dog whimpered a few times in grievance, not knowing what to communicate with the dog, and pointed at the two paper figures.
The dog patted its paw again. The ugly dog stopped barking and squatted down to lick the dog together.
This wine also has spiritual power. I don’t know where Gouzi got it.
Seeing that the ugly dog stopped barking, the little old man breathed a sigh of relief, thanked the dog in his heart, and decided to give the dog extra food when he went back.
The two paper figures walked around the ugly dog and walked towards the pier behind the temple against the wall of the shrine.
There was a firelight in the open space of the dock, and there were shamans standing guard outside, but most of them were dozing.
Not only because there is no danger in this town, but also because they have other means of preparedness.
Three or five Wu Zhus gathered together and fell asleep. Only a few Wu Zhus sitting by the central fire were talking.
"Doug Yan barked just now?" Wu Xi said.
"Well, I guess I was barking and playing with that ugly dog." Wu Zhu next to him said, "The vigilant ghost didn't warn me."
The ghosts that Wu Zhu mentioned were wandering around, even a paper man was ignored.
Speaking of the ugly dog Wu Xi, he felt depressed, "This dog eye is so damn lackadaisical. He was bribed with just a bowl of rice."
Yiwu Zhu said: "But the dog food is really good, I'm greedy just looking at it."
"Look at your virtue." Wu Zhu laughed at him.
"You dare to say that the meatballs during the day are not delicious?" Wu Zhu asked, "The tangy aroma, the tender meat that melts in your mouth..."
Wu Zhu next to him stopped laughing and quickly stopped him, "Stop talking, I'm going to be hungry again."
While they were talking, the two paper figures wandered among the crowd until they saw Wu Zhu smiling at the little old man by the fire.
The little old man who was staying in front of the incense table opened his eyes, held a sunflower petal in his right hand, and turned it into ashes after passing the candlelight.
Then a flower petal appeared in the paper man's hand and slowly fell on Wu Zhu's forehead.
Wu Zhu subconsciously wiped it on his forehead, took the petals in his hand, looked at it by the firelight, and his face froze involuntarily.
"What's wrong?" Wu Xi noticed his expression, "What do you have in your hand?"
"Nothing." Wu Zhu smiled and spread his palms, and the petals that were still yellow turned into ashes and blew away.
When a person is near a fire, a few ashes are nothing, but Wu Xi doesn't take it to heart.
After waiting for a while, Wu Zhu stood up and said, "I'll go take a moment."
Everyone chatted and only agreed.
Wu Zhu walked to the shadows, took away his oil-paper umbrella, and walked along the shrine to the street in front.
The dog and the ugly dog were drunk and stayed on the ground ignoring him.
At this time, two half-quarter moons were in the sky, and the moonlight seemed to be covered with a veil, blurring the two shadows falling on one left and one on the right.
"Sunflower School, I asked you why the two ghosts were gone forever and fell into the hands of their old friends." Wu Zhu muttered while standing on the street.
The Sunflower Sect is a sect of the ghost-catching masters of Gusu City. This sect uses the sunflower as an opportunity to deduce the Taiyi Divine Number.
The sunflower that appeared just now was a little trick. Seeing the little old man here, Wu Zhu naturally knew who was using it.
He stood on the street looking at the inn, not intending to go there, but it would be great if he could lure the revengeful little old man here.
The sunflowers reappeared, falling sideways, and one after another led Wu Zhu to the entrance of the alley.
Wu Zhu stood at the entrance of the alley and suddenly pulled out a willow branch and struck the void in front of him.
"Ah." Someone shouted in pain, and then paper ash fell on the ground.
"Yin Ling Technique?" Wu Zhu looked up at the little old man in the alley, "I haven't seen him for a long time. He's very capable. He actually held my two ghosts captive."
Those two ghosts have magic around them, and they can transform themselves into different persons so vividly that no one can tell the difference between the real ones and the fake ones. Ordinary ghost-catching masters really can't catch them.
The little old man secretly felt ashamed. When those two ghosts made trouble in the inn, he did not help at all.
However, if Wu Zhu knew that the two ghosts had been planted with gourds and grass and would have no escape from now on, I don't know how he would feel.
"It's been hard hiding all these years, right?" the little old man said.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not avoiding you." Wu Zhu said.
He was driven out of Gusu City by the Witch Yuan and the City Lord's Mansion. Although he took the blame for the Witch Yuan, he did not dare to be too ostentatious.
After all, the bounty amount currently ranks at the top of the list in Gusu City, so it would be bad to offend the Gusu City Jinyi Guards and bounty people.
"But it's you I'm looking for!" the little old man roared, pushing his hands forward, and the ashes from the paper figurine suddenly rose up and rushed towards Wu Zhu.
Paper ash rolled in the wind and sand, coming fiercely, but Wu Zhu calmly opened the oil-paper umbrella in front of him to block it.
There was a banging sound, and the paper ash was pushed back. Wu Zhu only took two or three steps back, and the paper ash that was blocked was flying all over the sky without falling.
"I am the most familiar with these Sunflower Pie tricks." Wu Zhu said with a smile.
"What about this one?" The little old man held a talisman in each hand, lit it on the candle, made a seal with both hands, and pushed it forward before it burned out.
The wind blew along, blowing the fire of the talisman into little sparks, which flew onto the flying paper ashes that did not fall.
The ashes resurrected, and all the paper ashes shone with sparks and fell in two fixed directions.
If you look at it with the eyes of the little old man, it is the paper ashes that fell on the paper figures who were driven just now, and formed bodies for them.
The two bodies were blazing with fire, and they struck at Wu Zhu.
Wu Zhu blocked the oil-paper umbrella with his left hand, and whipped out the willow branches with his right hand, hitting the paper figure and sending out sparks.
The paper man looked like he had been stung by a scorpion and took it back with a cry of pain.
"This is not an ordinary willow branch. It is transformed into a willow demon. It is very suitable for beating ghost spirits." Wu Zhu said and whipped again.
After all, Yin spirits are also a type of ghost.
"So what." The two paper figures suddenly moved away, and the little old man stabbed through the middle with his money sword.
Wu Zhu dodged sideways and used the opportunity to make a trip, causing the little old man to fall to the ground.
Just as he was about to add a kick, he was kicked in the back by the paper man behind him and fell in front of the little old man.
"Damn it, I'm Wu Zhu, why do I want to touch you?" Wu Zhu cursed while lying on the ground, and opened the oil-paper umbrella.
As the paper figures tried to follow behind, countless ghosts rushed towards them, instantly sending sparks flying out of the two paper figures and making paper dust fly everywhere.