After defeating the Yellow Turban ghost soldiers, the remaining nine hundred battle soldier souls continued to fumble towards the small courtyard.
That way, it's like ordinary people walking at night when they can't see their fingers.
Hui Laoliu sighed:
"Song Lao's Taoism is so profound that I can't compare with him!"
"I can drive away or kill these warrior souls, but I can never do it. I will let them get lost in silence."
Grandma Mai nodded slowly, expressing deep agreement.
"In order to stick to his roots, Mr. Song has practiced for thousands of years and refused to change his form. This perseverance alone is beyond our comparison!"
"Hey, ten thousand years of loneliness! How many people in the world can bear it!"
In this way, Bai Zhan Soldier Soul wandered around the courtyard for a long time, still unable to find a way in.
Until an hour later, a ghostly cry of "chirp, chirp, chirp" came from the direction of the ancient tomb.
Two evil ghosts over three meters tall, with bare upper bodies and squirming red muscles, led a large group of yellow scarf ghost soldiers and rushed towards the small courtyard like a tide.
Grandma Mai looked at the two tall evil ghosts with a bright light flashing in her eyes:
"Yellow Turban Warriors!"
Hui Laoliu nodded: "Yes, it is one of the three secret arts of "Taiping Dao", the Yellow Turban Warrior."
The nine Hundred Battle Soldier Souls discovered that the Yellow Turban Ghost Soldiers were back to take revenge, and they retreated decisively without hesitation.
Under the cover of thick fog, it quickly disappeared into the vast night.
Seeing the yellow scarf ghost soldiers densely circling the yard, Chen Daji felt a little guilty.
He asked Grandma Mai tremblingly:
"Grandma, can Mr. Song stop these dirty things?"
Grandma Mai chuckled:
"You little brat, stop worrying so much!"
"Although too many ants can kill an elephant, no matter how many ants there are, they can't hurt the Canglong even a little bit!"
It turned out to be exactly what Grandma Mai said:
The small pine trees in the courtyard were still calm, as if everything outside had nothing to do with him.
Thousands of yellow scarf ghost soldiers outside the courtyard were still wandering around the courtyard, looking like blindfolded donkeys working hard.
As time went by, a cockcrow came from the village, and it was almost dawn.
No matter how ferocious the ghost is, without the protection of heaven and earth, it cannot see the sun.
Therefore, this group of Yellow Turban ghost soldiers immediately wanted to return to the ancient tomb.
But they discovered to their horror that no matter how hard they ran, they were still spinning in circles:
He can neither enter the yard nor leave the surrounding area of several meters.
The two yellow scarf warriors beat their chests and roared anxiously, but they were too anxious to do anything.
Several leader-like ghost soldiers gathered together for a while to discuss.
Then he led all the Yellow Turban ghost soldiers and kowtowed crazily to the courtyard.
Even the two tall yellow scarf warriors were no exception.
Chen Daji didn't understand the key and asked stupidly:
"What happened to them?"
"Is it because you can't rob us, so you kowtow and beg for food?"
Hui Laoliu smiled slyly:
"Well, that's it."
"Why don't you go out quickly and give them some food."
Chen Daji was stunned: "Old, old fairy, I don't have enough education, so don't lie to me!"
"If I really want to go out, I won't be like a meat bun beating a dog - I will never come back!"
Grandma Mai glanced at Hui Laoliu accusingly.
"You are the head of the family after all, and you always tease my second grandson for whatever he wants!"
"He's not smart to begin with, and the more he teases him, the more stupid he becomes!"
After Grandma Mai finished speaking, she began to scold Chen Daji again.
"You too, it's not good to offend anyone but this guy Hui Lao Liu."
"Have you ever heard of rat belly and chicken intestines? This guy is quite vindictive!"
"You'd better stay away from Gray Old Liu from now on, otherwise you will be played to death by him sooner or later!"
Chen Daji almost cried after hearing this.
"Grandma, I didn't say anything. I just asked the old gray god why he didn't sleep at night..."
"I apologize. Isn't it okay if I apologize?!"
Hui Laoliu chuckled and slowly stretched out three fingers.
"Apologizing is not important, the key is making amends!"
"I want three carts of spicy noodles, big bags of them!"
"Otherwise, this matter will never end!"
Hearing this request, Chen Daji breathed a long sigh of relief.
I secretly despise:
I thought it was such a big request, just three carts of spicy noodles? !
Look at you, you have never seen the world!
Chen Daji thought so in his heart but did not dare to say it with his mouth.
"OK!"
"Old god, we have an agreement!"
"Don't take three or four cars. I'll give you six cars. We'll do it at dawn!"
After Chen Daji finished speaking, the two of them high-fived three times in a serious manner.
"Old god, what I said wrongly just now is wiped out. You can no longer settle accounts with me."
Gray Old Six nodded repeatedly:
"That is required."
"Although our family has a low life, we have clear grievances."
"Anyone who is kind to us..." Hui Lao Liu said this and glanced at Hua Jiu Nan.
"Anyone who is kind to us will repay us even at the risk of our own lives!"
