Ah Huang almost blurted out: "That's amazing, my brother! Why is there still a bunch of white pork in this ghost nest? Are the ghosts here all good ghosts, and they buy and eat them with their own money?"
Heji had already sensed the arrival of the two men and the cat, and was about to give them a blow.
When I suddenly heard this sentence, I almost pissed myself!
"Damn that stinking Taoist priest! How dare you insult me like this? You are looking for death!!!"
He Chi's voice sounded, and it was still the same weird mixing effect of more than a dozen people talking at the same time.
Following its angry voice, a large number of fierce ghosts quickly poured out from all directions, up, down, left and right of this ghost lair!
The appearances of these ghosts are somewhat similar. After all, 90% of them are shop owners or people shopping who were burned to death in the "Thousand Houses Plaza" fire...
They are all hairless, and their skin is black and red with large areas of ulcers. Some even have yellow grease baked by fire dripping from various parts - that's all human fat!
"Oh! It is indeed a ghost nest. There are a lot of evil ghosts. You said that since you were burned to death, why don't you go to the underworld to report, and why are you just hanging around with this pig brother?"
Fu Yang looked at the disgusting appearance of these things and couldn't help complaining. He also quickly nicknamed this Hechi "Pork Brother" because it looked too much like a pile of white pork.
He felt a little nauseous when he thought about having to swallow many of these evil spirits and absorb them into his body later!
"Okay! I'm ready for a big fight. My blood is boiling. I like to bully the weak..."
Mr. Xiong waved his two little paws, with a lewd light in his eyes.
"Eat these two Taoist priests and their pet cat demon alive! Come on!"
The monsters that looked like piles of meat gave orders, so these various evil ghosts surrounded the three of them like a tide and prepared to attack...
"Boy Fu, don't use Desolate Devour first. Otherwise, it will be difficult to scare them away. When the spirit ghosts are more concentrated, you can kill them again! Do you understand?"
Mr. Xiong reminded him kindly.
Although what he said made sense, Fu Yang always felt it was strange.
What do you mean they are so disgusting? How can they be so disgusting that they are so disgusting... Is it better to swallow them and turn them into ghosts?
Huh?
What's going on with Ah Huang? His body seems a little stiff and his reactions are sluggish.
Seeing that the ghosts were about to surround him, why was he still in a trance?
Fu Yang was very confused and looked at Ah Huang's straight-haired eyes...
I see!
Li Yiran's lost soul was like a translucent shadow, floating gently on the ceiling above He Zhen's head, as if it was bound there.
"As expected, he was imprisoned by this damn He Chi. But it's okay, at least it's okay... Ah Huang, you have to calm down and don't show your strong desire for Li Yiran's soul. Otherwise, if the He Chi kills her in the end,
If we treat it as a bargaining chip, we will be in trouble. We will be controlled by others, oh no, we will be controlled by ghosts."
Fu Yang was worried that Ah Huang would suddenly get angry and rush over to do something stupid, so he immediately whispered a quick reminder in his ear.
"I know little Yoko! Don't worry, I won't get dizzy. Stop talking nonsense and do it quickly! These ghosts are coming around."
Ah Huang said, shaking the mahogany sword in his hand, and after attaching a blazing dragon-tiger mountain fire talisman to it, the entire sword turned into a "fire sword", exuding scorching heat.
Hooray!
He swung the mahogany fire sword and instantly chopped off the heads of the two ghosts closest to him. The headless corpses of the ghosts turned into black smoke and disappeared...
But Mr. Xiong is relatively simple and crude. In other words, he is shameless and obscene!
This guy took advantage of the fact that he was a cat, with a relatively small size and flexibility, so he could burrow directly under the crotches of those upright walking ghosts. Every time he got under the crotch, he would take action!
The sharp claws poke upward!
"Ah! Your anus!"
"Oh! My anus hurts so much."
"Ah! Mr. Xiong, don't, don't, don't."
This guy actually took the initiative to dub the voices for these "poor" ghosts that were stabbed to death by it!
Its integrity value may tend to decrease towards negative numbers...
Fu Yang saw that several spirit ghosts had fallen under Ah Huang's peachwood fire sword and Mr. Xiong's sharp claws, and he was so distressed that he bled. It was like someone picking up a hundred yuan on the ground.
Same thing.
He lowered his voice and said angrily: "You two guys, be careful! Kill the physical ones and keep the spiritual ones for me first. I will take them away later!"
"Fuck! Why do you really care so much about killing? If I don't poke their anus, they will poke my anus. Don't spirits like to poke?"
Mr. Xiong spoke plausibly.
Fu Yang gritted his teeth: "Nah, silly fat cat! No matter what type of ghost, they have no interest in your anus."
Just as he was talking, a fierce ghost from behind turned into a ball of black and red, exuding a scorching black air and rushed towards him.
He drew a "Ghost Splitting Talisman" and bombarded it, and the opponent fell into pieces...
"Well, there is really nothing you can do when you are attacked. That's it, swallow as much as you can! Give it a try!"
Fu Yang's eyes had a stern expression.
brush!
Pull out a piece of yellow talisman paper, on which the talisman has been drawn with cinnabar in advance.
It's the "Flying Talisman"!
After he attached himself to his body, his whole body immediately rose into the air and flew into the air.
He had used it with Ah Huang before when he was at Zhenhui Silk Factory. But at that time, his magic power was low, unlike now, he is already a real person!
Can fly longer and higher!
"Hmph, you stinky Taoist priest. Do you want to use some Taoist magic to attack from the air? No way!"
When Na Heji saw Fu Yang "flying" in the air, he shot out a large number of disgusting mucus-filled tentacles from his body like a pile of meat, which were covered with flesh thorns, and rolled towards Fu Yang!
Fu Yang was just about to take action when he was interrupted by this thing.
If he hadn't dodged it in time, the thing would have been stabbed directly into the anus.
"Damn it! Are you Master Xiong's apprentice?"
Fu Yang cursed fiercely, and then told Ah Huang and Mr. Xiong to ignore the attacking ghosts for now. First, go and help block the monsters, which were attacking quite fiercely...
"Okay! Let's see how you poke it. One poke is equivalent to stabbing a dozen people. It feels good to think about it!"
Mr. Xiong let out a howl and broke out of the encirclement and rushed towards the Hezhao whom Fu Yang called "Brother Pork". Together with Ah Huang, they worked together to temporarily restrain its actions.
During this process, Ah Huang fought tooth and nail to control himself from snatching the soul of Li Yiran, who was imprisoned just above his head!
With Mr. Xiong and Ah Huang's desperate restraints, Fu Yang, who was suspended in the air, could finally free his hands and start "eating"! (Update 7)