The Wutong God was already severely weakened, so he was no match for Huang Tianqi. What's more, with Lin Xihong's help, the Evil God was almost completely destroyed in just a few rounds.
"Liu Longyun!"
Huang Tianqi shouted to Liu Longyun on the wall. Although Liu Longyun was resisting, he still wrapped around Wutong Shen and cannibalized him one bite at a time.
This stuff is a great tonic for Lao Xian'er!
"Get the pendant back quickly!"
I whispered to Li Ning. In the past, I only knew that Xu Yulan loved to cry when things happened, but I didn't expect to be so "lively"!
"Lin Xihong, stand there!"
Xu Yulan came down the ladder and stopped Lin Xihong who was about to leave.
Lin Xihong's face was cold, as if he didn't know her. There was no way, the living and the dead could not be bound!
I grabbed Li Ning's pendant back.
"Auntie, my uncle has become a ghost fairy, but he is no longer the same person in your memory. It would be better for you two to not meet each other!"
Xu Yulan ran back to the house with tears streaming down her face.
The Lin Zhi family's funeral shed has been set up and the trumpet has been played. Only when I went over did I find out how many people there were in the Lin family.
Xu Yulan quickly adjusted herself and took Li Ning and I to Lin Zhi's house to help.
There are already cars parked at the door, the cook is in place, and the table is set.
Lin Xisheng numbly greeted the visitor, while the old lady lay alone on the kang and could not get out.
"Qi Jin, this one is called the third uncle, this one is the third uncle, hey, that one is also the third uncle, this one is the fourth uncle..."
It was simply a large-scale family recognition scene. There was a large circle of introductions. I was stunned that I didn't remember anyone. I just called her whatever she asked me to do. But it was Li Ning, who was surrounded by the group of people and kept asking questions.
There are several young people sitting in the mourning hall, probably from Lin Yuanyuan's generation. I have met one of them, Lin Yuanyuan's brother from the second uncle's family: Wang Chuan.
Wang Chuan was a little surprised to see me. He moved out and didn't know that I was here. He thought for a moment, got up and walked towards me.
"Is your name Qijin?"
Wang Chuan was average-looking, with a long face, but he didn't look like a very evil person. When her mother came to scold Lin Yuanyuan, it was he who came in and pulled her away, saying that his sister's evil deeds would be punished.
"Um!"
I nodded, not knowing what he wanted to say to me.
"Thank you for Yuanyuan's matter."
I was a little confused. He and Lin Yuanyuan had not had a good relationship since childhood. Lin Zhi said that he almost pushed Lin Yuanyuan into the river when he was a child, and now he came to me to thank me?
I was a little confused, but he didn't wait for me to speak, turned around and went back.
"Is this man sick?"
"possible!"
Huang Tianqi was also a little confused.
"His nature is not bad. It was Wang Jiaoyang who instigated him when he was a child. His parents also had evil intentions. When this kid grew up, he gradually came to the right path."
Liu Longyun, who had swallowed the Wutong Shen, was obviously greener than before, and his figure was also larger than before.
"Boy, why don't you catch a few more wild ghosts for me? I think I'm about to transform."
I didn't take it seriously. This old fairy didn't say anything serious, but Li Ning got excited and pestered Liu Longyun to ask him if there were any wild ghosts in the village. He would go and catch them.
"Li Ning, what are we doing here?"
"Ah? Catching ghosts?"
"Catch you! We are here to help!"
Except for Wang Chuan, everyone else in the mourning hall just looked at me and Li Ning. They were curious and asked Wang Chuan a few questions.
After Wang Chuan finished speaking, some people had expressions of disdain on their faces, and I don't blame them. After all, not many young people nowadays believe in ghosts and gods.
"Liu Longyun, don't you want to catch ghosts? There are ready-made ones there!"
Following the direction of Huang Tianqi, I saw a man in red sitting at a table talking to several people at the same table with a cheerful face.
Looking at the people at the same table, their faces were pale, sweat was dripping from their foreheads, and their bodies were trembling. They obviously wanted to leave but didn't dare.
"Happy ghost!"
It is said that happy ghosts are transformed by bad people who died suddenly during funerals. They wear red clothes and are usually not seen by others unless the person has too low firepower or lacks energy. If you see a happy ghost, your life will be taken away by him. .
Those at the table were all over forty years old, and they probably knew that this guy was not a good person, but the young people in the mourning hall didn't know that.
Two young men in their twenties came out and angrily scolded Xiqi Gui.
"Who are you? My little brother is holding a funeral and you come here wearing red clothes? What do you mean?"
I once again lamented the genes of the Lin family. Until now, no matter the older generation or the younger generation, I have never seen a tall and unsightly person.
But this guy is a real tiger.
It was probably the first time that Xiqi Gui was pointed at by someone. He raised his head and looked directly at the young man and smiled evilly.
His face was as pale as a shave, and he couldn't tell the difference between male and female, but his lips were red, which didn't look normal.
The young man took a step back due to his stare.
"You...are you sick?"
The happy ghost came to the young man in an instant and was almost close to kissing him. Just as the young man was about to scream, I pulled him over.
The happy ghost looked at his empty palms and turned to stare at me.
"You actually ruined my business!"
The sound that sounded like icy gravel made people shiver. The arrogant young man just kept shaking his legs behind me and pinching my arms with both hands.
The happy ghost just wanted to take out his heart.
