I saw a head sticking out from behind the door of the van that was making a lot of noise.
Wearing casual clothes and a peaked cap, you can't see your face clearly.
He shouted to them: "Hello, I have something wrong with my car. Can you come over and help me?"
It seems quite polite.
"Little Yoko, hurry up and imitate Lei Feng in doing good deeds. Mr. Xiong and I will go over there first and take a look."
Ah Huang pushed Fu Yang hard, smiled mischievously, and led Mr. Xiong towards the parking area to the west.
"Fuck! If you think you might have to help someone else, why don't you let me do it?"
Fu Yang was indignant, but still planned to go up and take a look. After all, he relied on his friends when going out, so he would help if he could.
Coming to the van that seemed to be undergoing maintenance, he put his hand on the door: "Brother? What do you need me to do for you?"
"Well, I'm going to use a jack to lift up the chassis of the car. Could you please help me keep an eye on the height of the car."
The man in the peaked cap didn't even raise his head. He was busy in the shadows of the van and the wall. He seemed to be tinkering with something like a jack.
Fu Yang didn't know anything about mechanical things, so he could only shrug and stand here as a bastard.
If there is anything you can do to help later, do it. If not, wait for a minute or two and then leave directly...
Just when his balls ached, the guy in the peaked hat who was doing something stupid in the shadow between the car door and the wall spoke again.
"Dude, can you do me a favor?"
"Oh, you said?"
"Can you... help me take my head for a while!!!"
The tone of the guy in the peaked hat suddenly became ghostly, extremely ferocious and terrifying.
Fu Yang was still in a daze, wondering why Mao's painting style had changed so quickly.
Didn’t you just ask for help in a serious manner? Why did you suddenly want to scare me? I am timid and can’t stand being scared...
A head that was covered in blood and flesh, and still felt like it was burning and black, was held up by two hands and stretched out in front of Fu Yang!
Obviously, this head should have been burned by the fire. So there was almost no hair, and the skin on the face was all burned, revealing black and red flesh, and there was a yellow greasy liquid flowing in some places. It was very
Disgusting.
Blood was constantly flowing out of the two eyeballs. There were many tendons and blood vessels under the neck, which were torn. It was obviously broken by something, but it was more terrifying than cutting it off with a weapon...
Conscience of heaven and earth!
This head is indeed very visually impactful. It can be said that it is comparable to the plot scenes of many super horror movies.
If an ordinary person were to encounter the other party who suddenly acted like this, he would probably be frightened to death...
But Fu Yang is not an ordinary person, he is a frighteningly young Taoist master!
So after a brief moment of confusion, he laughed directly.
"Dude, do you think I look easy to bully?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pinched the bloody head and face a few times, and then reached out and patted it, making a snapping sound.
"Yes, yes, this blinding illusion is quite real. Do you think you died miserably? So you have a lot of resentment. You are almost going from a ghost soldier to a ghost general. Did you kill a lot of people after you became a powerful ghost?"
Fu Yang was chatting and laughing without any fear.
It was also because he was so much stronger than this fierce ghost that after he restrained his aura, the other party couldn't detect it at all. He just thought he was an ordinary person who could eat a living person as blood food...
"You...who are you?!"
When the bloody head spoke, he seemed a little surprised.
"Come and collect your people!"
Fu Yang laughed heartily, drew a "Maoshan Ghost Suppression Talisman" in the air, and then slapped it on the guy's head.
The head and the holding hands were shaking because of fear.
"You...you are a Taoist priest? And...very powerful!"
Pfft.
There was a soft sound and a puff of green smoke filled the air.
The bloody head that looked like a barbecue disappeared, and the man wearing a cap covering his face appeared in the shadows again.
This was the removal of the cover-up to intimidate Fu Yang.
But the ghost-suppressing charm was still on his head, so the ghost couldn't move.
Fu Yang shouted towards the west area: "Hey, Ah Huang, and Mr. Xiong. You two idiots are not human at all! They are a ghost who wants to eat me. Have you noticed anything over there?
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"Oh, you little Yoko is a real person from Maoshan. Can't you handle a little wild ghost? Come over and deal with it quickly. Fat Cat and I found something interesting."
The ghost was trapped by Fu Yang with the Ghost Suppressing Talisman. He was already scared, so while he was talking, he secretly used Yin Qi and ghost energy to corrode the Ghost Suppressing Talisman, hoping to take the opportunity to escape.
When I heard it, I realized that the other person was actually a "real person" even though he was so young!
It was so frightened that it peeed, almost as if it was life-threatening, it radiated its own power, and finally broke through the ghost-suppressing charm Fu Yang had placed on its forehead.
After all, he was just drawing talisman in the air, and he didn't even recite a spell. So it wasn't very powerful, and he was able to break free from this evil ghost very quickly...
"I have to go back and report the news! With such powerful Taoist priests coming, I'm afraid it will be a bit troublesome... But if the boss eats them, he will become more powerful. I will also be rewarded, hehe."
The peaked hat smiled conspiratorially, taking advantage of Fu Yang not paying attention.
brush!
He suddenly retreated, melted into the dark shadow in the corner, and disappeared into a puff of smoke.
Fu Yang then turned around and looked at the place where the peaked cap ghost had disappeared, with a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
"How can a mere little ghost soldier escape my grasp? I let you go on purpose, you idiot! You already have my mark on you."
He hummed a little tune while walking towards Ah Huang and Master Xiong.
Still some distance away, I saw these two guys staring at the ground in an empty parking space.
Especially Mr. Xiong is the most amusing. He sticks his plump butt high and puts his head on the ground to look at it very carefully...
"Hey, Mr. Huang. Do you think Mr. Fu, that bastard, is so stupid that he will be played to death by evil ghosts? He can't come here yet."
"No way... Little Yoko is already a master of Maoshan! He is also a genius in Taoism, but he is much more powerful than the two of us now. What a worry!"
Mr. Xiong sneered: "That's not necessarily true. That guy always likes to provoke me. I cursed him and had his butt bitten by a ghost."
Damn it! You fat cat, you actually said bad things about me behind my back?
Fu Yang suddenly felt a bad taste in his heart.
He took a deep breath, took a running start, and rushed towards Master Xiong's pouted butt!
Then make a beautiful standard football shooting action...