Copper coins were spinning and flying all over the sky.
These copper coins have a dull color and mottled texture, making it difficult to tell their age and origin.
Between the copper coins and the copper coins, there are thin lines of Yin Qi that make them entwined and connected.
Driven by Xiaotou, thousands of life-threatening ghost coins turned into a dragnet, covering the evil spirits such as the Bone Boy.
While it was performing the spell, it quietly looked at the horse-faced monster.
I saw that this man was very precise with his punches and palms. He seemed to be just a human martial artist, but he had the artistic conception of returning to nature.
Under the attack of the horse-faced monsters, the faceless candle girl, the evil ghost and the violent ghost retreated one after another, and soon they were defeated.
'This Ma Mian, even with these superficial fists and kicks, still doesn't show his true skills, good guy! He's so well hidden!'
Shaotou secretly gritted his teeth and felt a trace of dissatisfaction in his heart. The copper coins flew out as if they were worthless. For a moment, sand and rocks flew, Yin Qi billowed, and blood splashed.
Bang!
Bang!
Two loud noises.
The bones of the boy's arms and legs were torn apart in the sky full of copper coins, and his body collapsed to the ground, leaving only a skull, begging for mercy.
The Stable Ghost, who looked like a short old woman, was reduced to a ball of black energy. In the blink of an eye, he was surrounded by the little fugitives who rushed up from the side and had no choice but to be captured.
Almost at the same time, all the candles behind the faceless candle girl's shoulders were extinguished. She was punched by Ma Mian and flew away, falling to the ground.
Snap!
Two more sounds.
However, the evil ghost and violent ghost were also beaten away by the horse's face.
"hiss……"
Xiaotou took a breath. Although this guy defeated his opponent at the same time as him, it still felt like it was too much of a coincidence.
Just as it was thinking about it, the horse-faced monster had turned into a stream of light and swept forward.
"Why are you so dazed, little Niutou brother?"
"You...you horse-faced person!"
Motou rolled his lips and jumped forward to chase after him.
The wind-proof ghost with a broken pipa bone ran forward wildly, and the gloomy ghost's face no longer had the calmness it had before.
Although it is as tall as a giant, it is good at ghost music and wind-divining skills. When fighting head-on, it is slightly inferior to the average Nether County Lord.
It understands in its heart that those six feet were wasted. Although it has not yet officially received the title of County Lord, its strength is no less than that of ordinary County Lords.
And that weirdo with a horse face later? It was slightly better.
Even if he is just the county leader, he is still the strongest county leader.
I am far from a match for these two people.
Wow!
In the dark night sky? A huge black shadow passed through, and then landed with a bang? Intercepted in front of the wind-proof ghost.
It's just six feet wasted.
It sneered? It waved out a claw.
The horse-faced monster who followed him also arrived at the same time and punched him.
The wind-proof ghost was attacked from both sides and was caught off guard.
boom!
Its chest was pierced by Hutou's sharp claws.
Below its waist, it was smashed to pieces by Ma Mian's punch.
The ghost body of five or six feet disintegrated and collapsed in an instant? In the blink of an eye, it shrank to a length of five feet.
At the moment of life and death? The wind-proof ghost no longer cares about everything, its ghost body trembles and lets out a sharp roar.
"Master, save me!"
The night in Wenhe County suddenly became quiet.
The wind is howling.
The grass and trees are swaying.
Flying insects, birds and beasts are chirping...
But all kinds of sounds seemed to have been blocked by some kind of force.
Even the people in the county felt tired and sleepy, and soon fell asleep.
But in Wenhe County, there are ghosts and ghosts hiding in every corner, but they are all trembling and trembling. Their faces may show fear or awe.
They turned their heads in the same direction? Their ghost bodies were trembling, and they prostrated themselves.
Which direction? It is Guangyuan County.
To the north of the city? The six-foot-long monster with a shaved head was also trembling slightly.
Are you desperately resisting that pressure? You will never bow down until you die.
As early as more than a month ago, it had secretly sworn to the Hades Chakra that if it wanted to worship again in this life, it would only worship one person.
"You little weirdo, when you see this Dharma Master, why don't you pay your respects?"
The thick voice, accompanied by a heavier pressure, struck from the northern suburbs outside the county, hitting his head through the air.
My head trembled violently, and I felt like I was bearing down on a mountain, and my kneecaps were about to burst.
At this time, a hand gently placed on its waist, and the terrifying power was instantly reduced several times.
"Horse face..."
Shaotou Complex glanced at the horse-faced weirdo.
Before it could say anything else, the oppressive power above its head rose again.
Even the horse's face, which was supporting it, was trembling slightly.
"Amitabha……"
Accompanied by the gentle Joho horn sound.
The lifeless night in Wenhe County gradually came to life.
Shaotou and Xiaohuai looked at each other and felt relieved at the same time.
A monk in white robes reined in his horse and stopped in front of them.
The giant snow-white horse, whose whole body was glowing with fire, raised its head and neighed, blocking the terrifying pressure from the bull-headed horse's face.
"Mage..."
The headmaster breathed a long sigh of relief and bowed deeply to the monk on horseback.
Xiaohuai looked at the night horse sitting under Zhou Yi, with a little sigh and luck on the horse's face.
At this time, he felt even more fortunate to be enlightened by the Great Sage and given new life, which allowed him to have a human body and humanity.
Then he and Niu Tou bowed and stood behind the night horse, one on the left and one on the right, guarding the holy monk's Dharma.
There was silence.
The surviving ghosts and ghosts, such as the Bone Boy, the Faceless Candle Girl, etc., all looked at Zhou Yi in surprise.
Until tonight, they finally knew who the great king of the underworld was who lived in seclusion in the small courtyard in the south of the city.
A monk.
Under the order to kill monks, monks who should not exist in the world.
Now, he has forced Mrs. Chu away, supported the bull head, ordered the horse face to hide behind the curtain of the underworld, and can even withstand the pressure of the great king in the county.
Zhou Yi raised his head and his eyes followed the official road on the northern outskirts of the city, extending infinitely towards Guangyuan County.
"Amitabha, the donor is finally willing to show up.
Unexpectedly, it is you who controls the ghosts to roam the world at night, causing trouble in the world and causing harm to the people...
… Guangyuan County has eight counties under its jurisdiction and is the king of the underworld who commands all ghosts.”
In the past two days, Zhou Yi has been thinking about who the ghost behind the scenes could be.
Chaos Alliance?
Grandma in the empty mountain?
Or is it the Jiannan Yinmen who always harbors ill intentions towards the Xu Mansion?
But what he never expected was that the other party would be the great master of the underworld who received the incense and incense offerings from the people of a county - the city god of the county.
In a sense, he can be regarded as the immediate boss of Mrs. Chu and her successor Xiatou.
After thinking about it, Zhou Yi could understand.
In the inn of Pingsha Town, Huang Xu once said that in this world today, the way of heaven has disappeared and the wheel of the underworld has not opened. Gods such as river gods, mountain gods, city gods, land gods, etc. are no longer inhabited by virtuous people.
It is the strong who rises to power.
They will naturally appear holy in front of people and perform good deeds.
However, their private fights are inevitable.
For example, Huang Xu, the god of the Yuqing River, and Mrs. Chu, the former county head, are not exempt from vulgarity.
But fight after fight, fight after fight, there is a bottom line that cannot be touched.
That is the common people in the world.
Neither Huang Xu nor Mrs. Chu, as far as Zhou Yi knew, had touched this line.
However, on the night of this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, the Guangyuan County City God did something secretly.
Clearly a boundary has been crossed.
The hearty laughter floated from the northern suburbs of the county.
"Don't talk nonsense, I am not manipulating ghosts to harm the people.
Are you the big pretender?
My car has arrived, why don’t you hurry up and pick it up!”