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Chapter 251 Sword Rain

When the ghosts danced wildly and the paper man stopped, Wu Zhu stood up in embarrassment.

When he looked back at the little old man, he saw that he had escaped behind the desk.

"If you hadn't been so troublesome, would I have left Gusu City?" Wu Zhu put the oil-paper umbrella on the ground, sat cross-legged behind him, and put an incense stick in front of him.

As long as that thing is done without anyone noticing, his status in the Gusu City Witch Academy will be far from what it is today.

Wu Zhu angrily reached out and pinched it, and the smoke shot onto the oil-paper umbrella, and many ghosts suddenly emerged from the oil-paper umbrella.

They screamed pitifully, like evil ghosts rushing towards food, one after another passing through the paper figures and flying towards the little old man.

After being penetrated, the paper man retreated continuously, and paper dust and sparks sputtered out like iron flowers.

Seeing this, the little old man reached out and grabbed a sunflower, rubbed his hands together, and the sunflower scattered in all directions. When the ghost came into contact, the sun suddenly emitted the brilliance of the sun.

Sunflowers face the sun, and ghosts belong to the yin category. "Hiss~" the ghost screams continue for a while.

"The tricks in the Sunflower Book." Wu Zhu muttered, then stretched out his hand to light another stick of incense and lit it in front of him.

With both hands making mudra and waving, the smoke from the two incense sticks flew towards the oil-paper umbrella, one to the left and the other to the right.

The little old man could see clearly that the ghosts in the oil-paper umbrella were whistling towards him from the left and the right.

Two sunflowers were picked up and suddenly exploded. The yellow petals kept the evil spirits away.

But Wu Zhu didn't give him a chance to breathe. The third incense stick was stuck on the ground, and the ghost came straight from the middle.

This ghost was particularly powerful. The paper man who had been passed through could no longer hold on. It exploded with a "bang" and turned into sparks and paper ash all over the sky. It was rolled up by the ghost and rushed towards the little old man.

Ghosts whizzed past the candlelight, turning the flame a cold blue color and threatening to extinguish it at any time.

The little old man backed away. When the ghost rushed in front of his face, he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the sunflower in his hand.

The petals of this sunflower were all gone, and a mouthful of blood came out, but the sunflower seeds sprayed on the ghost like a machine gun.

Yu Sheng had just arrived, and when he looked at the alley, he was surprised and said, "Oh my god, Plants vs. Zombies."

"What?" Ye Zigao didn't understand. He couldn't see the ghost in the place. He only knew that the little old man was vomiting blood.

"You don't understand even if I tell you." Yu Sheng said.

"Stop dawdling, it's more important to save people." Bai Gaoxing said beside him.

"Okay, let me catch this Wu Zhu." After saying this, Yu Sheng assumed the starting position of a race and ran in quickly.

When he was approaching Wu Zhu, he jumped up, ready to kick Wu Zhu away with his oiled paper umbrella.

Unexpectedly, a ghost suddenly jumped out of the night sky and hit Yu Sheng's back, knocking him away.

"I'll wipe it." Yu Sheng fell onto the wall and struggled to get up.

"A sneak attack from behind makes your mother a hero." Yu Sheng said to the shadow on the wall.

Only then did Yu Sheng catch a glimpse of the ghost coming out of the shadow on the wall.

"I should say this," said Wu Zhu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

He kept moving his hands and still waving the cigarette, making the little old man exhausted.

"Your uncle is doing justice for heaven, so he doesn't stick to trivial matters." Yu Sheng rubbed his waist and said shamelessly.

After receiving these words, he kicked him again. This feeling was very sudden, but another ghost appeared in the shadow.

After improving his physique, Yu Sheng's reaction was unusually fast. He reached out to grab the ghost from one side of his body, swung it up and threw it at the oil-paper umbrella.

Wu Zhu raised his oil-paper umbrella and flashed past, resolving the little old man's urgent need.

Only then did Yu Sheng gasp, "You two, come quickly and capture him."

After saying that, he turned around and Yu Sheng felt depressed. He saw Ye Zigao and Bai Gaoxing being forced back step by step by a group of ghosts.

"Shopkeeper, hold on, if you can't, I'll summon the dragon." Ye Zigao said.

Bai Gaoxing also said: "We can deal with both humans and demons, but it is too difficult to deal with ghosts."

The two of them grabbed randomly, feeling the yin energy in their bodies, but they were helpless against those ghosts. They didn't have the ability to spend the rest of their lives.

"I know you guys are unreliable." Yu Sheng said, striding towards Wu Zhu.

Before the body got close, another ghost emerged from the shadows, roaring towards Yu Sheng.

At this time, Yu Shengfang saw that in the sky above the narrow alley, shrouded in smoke, countless ghost figures were wandering back and forth.

It must be those people from Wuxi who took action.

If Yu Sheng were Wu Xi, he would have chosen this time to take action, because if he killed Yu Sheng, all the blame would be placed on Wu Zhu of Gusu City.

While Yu Sheng was haunted by ghosts, when Wu Zhu was dealing with the little old man, he also sent out a wisp of smoke towards Yu Sheng.

"Fuck you, uncle." Yu Sheng kicked Gui Yan away.

"Self-blasphemy is so justified by you," Wu Zhu said.

Seeing more and more ghosts, Yu Sheng jumped back and pulled out the seal card, "In the name of evil spirit, I call you back!"

The hands and the card suddenly glowed with soft white light, and a ghostly shadow appeared behind Yu Sheng.

When the approaching ghost encountered the soft white light, it screamed and started to smoke.

Yu Sheng even heard a cold reminder from the system: the evil ghost was successfully transcended, and the host was rewarded with 100 points of merit.

"What the hell?" Yu Sheng was stunned. Can this get merit points?

But the white light disappeared in an instant, and the merit value never appeared again.

"Hurry up and save the car." Yu Sheng dodged the evil ghost that rushed at him again. He looked back at the evil ghost and said speechlessly: "What are you doing?"

The demon ghost gnawed the pig's trotters in its mouth, screamed in displeasure, smeared the oil on the demon's body, and then patted them away.

After Feng'er woke up everyone in Yu Sheng, she was also woken up and was a little hungry. When she went to the kitchen to find something to eat, she was summoned by Yu Sheng.

Not caring about chasing the ghosts for stealing food, Yu Sheng and the ghosts hurriedly dealt with the endless ghosts.

Just looking up, there are ghosts and shadows, refracting the moonlight, like looking at the sky through the water.

At the inn, Aunt Qing stood on the attic looking at the alley, Cao'er stood beside her, and faintly heard shouts and hissing sounds.

She regretted not being able to watch the fun, "Sister Qing, why don't you help the shopkeeper?" She raised her head and asked.

Aunt Qing said: "No need, he has a life-protecting treasure on him."

After a pause, Aunt Qing continued: "This boy has been working hard on cooking recently and has fallen behind in calligraphy. Now it is time for him to experience the power of calligraphy."

In the alley, I saw more and more ghosts in my life, and they tended to gather more and more.

Looking at the little old man again, he was quite embarrassed at this time. Not only Wu Zhu's ghost was forcing him, but also the evil ghosts who came out were also pestering him.

This is also the reason why the little old man wanted to lure Wu Zhu out just now, because the ashes of the paper man did not kill Wu Zhu at all.

If not, he wouldn't have had to hunt down Wu Zhu for so many years.

The little old man spit out another mouthful of blood, and finally spurted out a sunflower seed to block the oncoming ghost.

"If you keep spraying, the little old man will meet his grandson." Yu Sheng reached out and took out a page of book from his arms.

My aunt said that the words on it will be gone once you use them, but now is not the time to be stingy. At worst, he will write another one later.

He reached out and bit his fingertips, and touched the word "Sword" on a page of the book. He shook it towards the sky and yelled, "Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

In an instant, sword shadows appeared behind Yu Sheng. They were densely packed and countless, spreading out with his body as the center and spreading to the sky.

These swords glowed with bright silver light and formed a sword array, hanging straight into the sky, making the ghosts tremble and all the demons fall into silence.


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