The evil ghost ignored Tang Xiaobao's words and continued to float over.
"Hey, Brother Ghost, you have something to say! Can you please stop first?"
Tang Xiaobao was giggling, it was hard and then it was soft.
The evil ghost's evil spirit surged into the sky, roared at Tang Xiaobao, and rushed towards him.
It’s over, it’s over, my life is over!
Tang Xiaobao felt that his legs were weak, and he was still mumbling words with his left hand whisking the dust and his right hand peach wood sword.
Boom!
Ma Ming was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
Tang Xiaobao closed his eyes and was still reciting the spell.
"Tai Shang Laojun, Hell King of Hell, Qitian, Great Sage, Wu Jing, Wukong, Tang Monk, Yuelao God of Wealth... are as urgent as the law, come and show your spirit!"
He is really persistent and will summon whatever he catches...
Unfortunately, it's still of no use.
Bang!
The evil spirits come with lightning speed, but retreat even faster.
Just when he was still one foot away from Tang Xiaobao, a yellow light suddenly emitted from the latter's neck. The yellow light turned into a beam and shot straight to the ghost.
The evil ghost was bounced away and stuck to the wall, shrouded in yellow light. It struggled desperately but to no avail. It let out a squeaking scream, its mouth was wide open, blood was flowing out, and its eyes were extremely terrifying.
Tang Xiaobao slowly opened his eyes and saw the ghost bound by the yellow light. He breathed a sigh of relief and was happy at the same time.
While you are sick, I will kill you.
Tang Xiaobao didn't hesitate at all, he subconsciously rushed forward, and the peach wood sword in his hand pierced the evil ghost's face fiercely.
The peach wood sword was affected by the yellow light and turned into a golden sword, with a bright golden light.
The evil spirit struggled even harder, whining and begging for mercy.
Will Tang Xiaobao forgive it?
Of course it’s impossible!
"To eliminate evil is to promote good, Amitabh!"
After pronouncing the Buddha's name, the painting style changed. Tang Xiaobao waved his sword crazily and cursed at the same time.
"Your grandma is a bear. Wasn't she awesome just now? Are you awesome? How awesome are you? Do you know who I am? Oh, you don't know even after I told you. Anyway, I am an ox, so you are showing off in front of me.
Slap your grandma, I'll kill you. You dare to scare me. I'll hit you, I'll hit you, I'll hit you again, I'll hit you..."
The evil ghost screamed repeatedly, and finally turned into blue smoke and disappeared.
Tang Xiaobao struck the wall with his sword several times, and with a click, the wooden sword broke. Only then did he react, turned around and asked Ma Ming: "Where is the evil ghost?"
Ma Ming had turned to stone and was stunned. When he came back to his senses, his eyes were full of admiration and he said excitedly: "I was destroyed by you!"
Destroyed? So simple?
Tang Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief and was a little disappointed. This ghost must be too weak. He wasn't even happy yet!
After thinking about it for a moment, he realized that the ability to kill this evil ghost so easily had nothing to do with him. It all depended on the ghost-suppressing talisman!
Obviously, he won the gamble tonight!
Ha ha ha ha.
Tang Xiaobao laughed proudly.
Tang Xiaobao turned around and saw Ma Ming with his mouth open, a look of shock but admiration on his face. He felt particularly embarrassed. He waved his hand in front of Ma Ming and said with a smile: "Mr. Ma, wake up!"
Ma Ming came to his senses and said with an admiring look on his face: "Master, this method of yours is too profound. You can destroy that ghost with just one sword?"
"Actually, it's not that I'm great, it's that the ghost is too weak." Tang Xiaobao was embarrassed to brag.
But Ma Ming didn't believe it: "Master, you are so humble. Didn't I say it during the day? I was lucky enough to see other people catching ghosts. The ghost was exactly the same as the one tonight. Guess what, the master worked hard for a full hour.
His life, and he was injured in the end..."
Tang Xiaobao was also a little surprised: "No way, you are teasing me, are you a charlatan?"
"Impossible, that master is well-known in Southeast Asia. He does it for others and charges millions at a time..."
Tang Xiaobao couldn't calm down anymore.
My second grandma makes so much money!?
It's a pity that he doesn't know how to catch ghosts, so he relies on ghost-suppressing charms.
The two talked for a while, Ma Ming's eyes were full of stars, and his admiration was like a torrential river...
"Hey, Master, when will Xiaofeng wake up?"
Tang Xiaobao said: "Don't worry, after the ghost is destroyed, the yin energy will naturally return to her body and she will wake up soon. Let me give her an injection and she will wake up immediately!"
Tang Xiaobao took out a small box, took out a silver needle, and inserted it into Ma Xiaofeng's philtrum. After a while, Tang Xiaobao pulled out the needle and was a little surprised: "Why aren't you awake yet?"
He was very close.
Then... Ma Xiaofeng suddenly opened her eyes, and then Tang Xiaobao was kicked away!
Bang!
The poor baby was kicked away, his butt landed on the ground, and he almost lost his breath.
Ma Ming was frightened, and quickly helped Tang Xiaobao up, bowing and apologizing, only failing to kneel down to beg for forgiveness.
Ma Xiaofeng covered her mouth, knowing that she was in trouble, so she hurried over and kept coquettishly talking to Tang Xiaobao, pressing her shoulders and squeezing her legs.
This treatment...
Tang Xiaobao was no longer angry at all, with a look of enjoyment on his face. Ma Xiaofeng's slender fingers were rubbing gently between his shoulders and thighs, which made Tang Xiaobao feel a little sad, and he always felt like there was a fire rising up in his lower abdomen.
Suddenly thinking of Ma Xiaofeng's tough side just now, Tang Xiaobao didn't dare to enjoy it anymore and got up to leave.
How could Ma Ming and his daughter be willing to let him go? For a person who believes in ghosts and gods, he must make good friends with such a powerful master.
A late night snack was arranged, and the three of them sat down to eat.
After his daughter was rescued and he was lucky enough to meet the master, Ma Ming was in a good mood. He frequently persuaded her to drink and made promises to Tang Xiaobao by patting his chest from time to time.
"Master, if you save my daughter's life, it is equivalent to saving my Ma Ming's life. If Master has any instructions from now on, I, Ma Ming, will definitely go through fire and water..."
Tang Xiaobao hurriedly said: "Mr. Ma, don't call me Master. You should call me Xiao Tang."
"Okay, brothers are cheerful people, so let's treat each other as brothers. From now on, you will be my brother! A real brother!" Ma Ming's chest crackled, and it was obvious that he was serious and heroic.
Tang Xiaobao was a little excited.
"Dad, you can't call Xiaobao brother!" Ma Xiaofeng threw the wine glass on the table and roared.
sweat!
Tang Xiaobao was frightened and looked at her with a fearful look on his face, secretly thinking, Needless to say, this must be his biological child. Look at this temper, he is just the same!
Ma Ming asked with a straight face: "Daughter, you care about heaven and earth, and now you still care about me recognizing a brother? Just tell me, what do you mean? Just tell me!"
The father and daughter's voices were loud, which made Tang Xiaobao blush and began to worry whether they would fight.
Ma Xiaofeng suddenly giggled. She looked at Tang Xiaobao, a hint of charm flashed across her face, her eyes were a little nymphomaniacal, and she said: "I want to fall in love with Xiaobao!"
puff!
Tang Xiaobao spit out a mouthful of wine, splashing it all over Ma Xiaofeng's face.
Ma Xiaofeng is quite good-looking, especially her face. It is an exaggeration to say that she is a shy woman, and that men will be enchanted by looking at her. It is not an exaggeration at all.
But now, her face was wet from Tang Xiaobao's spray.
It's broken. It's broken.
Now we are in big trouble!
Tang Xiaobao was so frightened that he did not dare to move. (To be continued)