"Qianshu, how is the situation going?" In the execution hall, a sturdy figure with a red body sat. At this moment, he was speaking lazily and slowly to the bay red horse in front of him.
"Back to Lord Red Ghost King, Qi Shu has already followed the Red Dragon King's instructions and brought that boy to the Wild Ghost Village..." said the jujube horse.
"Well, I understand." The Red Ghost King simply responded, and then there was no further response.
"But... Lord Red Ghost King, is this really appropriate?" Lu Shu hesitated for a moment and finally asked.
"Otherwise, what else can we do?" The Red Ghost King said calmly, "If we get too involved in this matter, the Red Dragon King will definitely become wary, and then... things will be difficult to handle... So, let it take its course!"
Although Qi Shu was unwilling to do so, he was helpless when he saw the attitude of the Red Ghost King.
"Don't worry! With the Soul-Searching Drum in hand, cleaning up the Wild Ghost Village is not a difficult task! Five days is more than enough!" Sensing Yu Shu's uneasiness, the Red Ghost King smiled helplessly and explained.
"Eh... 䑏 Shu knows... 䑏 Shu is not worried about this matter..." The bay red horse is always a little uneasy, "Last time there was an accident in the Wild Ghost Village, those things haven't been placed yet, 䑏 Shu is worried..."
"What?" The Red Ghost King opened his eyes when he heard this and sat up straight: "Isn't the Lidian responsible for handling this matter?"
"That's what he said...but Lord Qinggui King just agreed, but for some reason he hasn't taken action yet..." Qing Shu explained.
"Damn it! This guy, the Green Ghost King..." The Red Ghost King was so angry that his body actually lit up with fire. I saw him tapping the armrest with one hand uneasily, gritting his teeth and saying: "This soul-searching drum has a lot to do with something like that, this is bad!" As he said, the Red Ghost King stood up with a loud sound, "No! I have to Go over and take a look!”
"Ouch..." The change in attitude of the Red Ghost King made Qiao Shu stunned for a while, and he hurriedly stopped on the road to persuade him: "Red Ghost King, please be patient! Qiao Shu has already warned that boy, there shouldn't be any problem..."
"I hope so!" The Red Ghost King sighed and could only sit down temporarily.
"Lord Red Ghost King, someone has sent a message!" Suddenly, a guard walked in outside the palace and bowed in salute.
"Don't listen, don't listen! This king is not in the mood!" The Red Ghost King was irritated and wanted to send the people away.
"Tell me if you have anything to say..." As the Red Ghost King's confidant, he usually dealt with matters here, so he could only agree casually.
"Yes! Master Qianshu, this is General Shi..."
"Stone Mo Ghost? What did Stone Mo Ghost say!" Upon hearing this, the Red Ghost King jumped up from his seat and stepped in front of the guard.
The guard felt the pressure coming and was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.
"Mute? Speak quickly! What's going on?" the Red Ghost King urged impatiently.
"Back to Lord Red Ghost King...Sir...General Shi said something happened in the Wild Ghost Village..." The guard was frightened and stammered the message that the man sent by Shimo Ghost said word for word.
"Qianshu! What the hell is going on!" The temperature of the Red Ghost King's body soared, making the guard's mouth dry and smoke rising from his orifices.
"Lord Red Ghost King, please calm down!" Qi Shu hurriedly signaled the guards to retreat. "Qi Shu doesn't know much about this matter, but since the stone mill ghost can still send news, it means there is still room for redemption! Sir, don't worry, this matter Leave it to me!"
The Red Ghost King knew that it was inconvenient for him to come forward, so he could only suppress his anger and nodded gloomily.
When Qi Shu completely disappeared into the hall, the Red Ghost King took a deep breath and said coldly: "Green Ghost King! If this kid has any shortcomings, I will definitely make you pay the price!"
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"Uh-huh..."
With a scream, the figure of the broom ghost flew out, and the dust and smoke in front of him completely dissipated.
"Huhahahaha... How dare you try your best even if you're a trivial person! Whoa, ah, ah, ah... I'm going to die!" Following the broom ghost came a black shadow as tall as two people, which tied the rag around its neck as a cloak. He came over with a scream and killed him.
Wu Fan looked closely and saw that the color on the person's body was thicker than the night, as if it was a condensed black shadow, making it difficult to distinguish.
"We cry and complain from time to time. When we are weak and oppressed, we are forced to flee. One day, we will turn into evil spirits. Come and die, don't try to escape. Look...beat!"
This black shadow flicked the "cloak" around his neck, which was quite majestic! Then he showed his "boot sole", swung the large ruler in his hand to a full circle, and waved towards Wu Fan's head.
Wu Fan didn't expect that this guy would strike so cleanly, and he even forgot to escape for a moment. Fortunately, the broom ghost reacted quickly, and pulled Wu Fan close to the ground with a trip under his feet.
"Brother Wu Fan! I'm so sorry, I'm no match for this guy..." The broom ghost's original intention was to buy time for Wu Fan to escape, but he didn't expect that he was knocked out just after he took action, and he was full of shame.
"Evil ghost! Where...are you escaping?" Seeing that his attack missed, the black figure was a little angry. He couldn't help but swung the ruler again and hit Wu Fan and Broom Ghost.
"Be careful!" The broom ghost was already at the end of his strength. At this time, he no longer had the strength to carry Wu Fan away, so he could only throw the latter away and resist the attack with his body!
The strength of this black figure was quite strong. As soon as the ruler was swung down, the broom ghost made noises everywhere except the mouth. It almost turned into a puddle of rotten meat and fell to the ground softly. It was no longer breathing. .
"No one... can escape! Watch... fight!"
The Feng Pocket and Broomstick Ghost had no resistance left, and only Wu Fan was left standing in front of the black shadow. Hearing a "waah" sound from its mouth, it was about to kill Wufan.
"Wait!" Wu Fan knew that he was about to die, but he calmed down.
"Eh...ah!" The black figure froze when he heard the words, and threw the ruler back to block it under his arm, "You evil ghost, why did you say anything to stop me?"
"Since it's death no matter what, can this ghost brother let me know for sure?" Wu Fan bit his lip, "I just want to know who instructed you to do this?"
"That's wrong!" The black shadow slapped the ruler on the ground and said loudly: "Why do you accept orders from others? It's just your duty!"
"You lied!" Wu Fan frowned. After all, he was now considered a member of the Sixth Hall and would not be punished by any external factors for no reason.
"Hey! You evil ghost is really ungrateful! I will cut off your evil thoughts for you right now and send you to wash your body outside the Three Realms! Look...beat!" The black shadow roared angrily, and swung out a phantom with the ruler in his hand, pointing towards Wufan's face is coming!
"Bang!" The imaginary scene of souls disintegrating did not appear, but was replaced by a huge sound.
Wu Fan looked up and saw a gray figure standing in front of him. The person who came was none other than the stone mill ghost who had come out to make things difficult for them.
"Wind Pocket...Broom Ghost! Damn it!" Stone Mill Ghost saw the situation in front of him, his eyes were splitting instantly and he gritted his teeth and said: "It's all my fault! It's all my fault! I didn't expect...I was still a step too late..."
"Who is here? How dare you join forces with evil spirits! Let's see... Huh?" Black Shadow didn't expect someone to stop him, and was quite surprised. He was about to withdraw the ruler, but he looked surprised! The visitor actually held his ruler tightly in his hand, making it impossible for him to move at all.
"Stone Mill Ghost? What are you..." Wu Fan couldn't understand why this Stone Mill Ghost had such an expression at this time since he had a very bad relationship with the Broom Ghost and Feng Pocket.
"You obstructive boy...get out of my way!" Hearing this, Stone Mill Ghost didn't even look at Wu Fan, but just let out a cold shout.
"Drink!" As the roar sounded, his palm tightened and he crushed the ruler into pieces.
"Wow, ah, ah, ah... you are so brave!" Heiying felt distressed when he saw his weapon being crushed. He stamped his feet angrily, pointed at the stone mill ghost and yelled, "You scoundrel! You will die. Come!"
After saying that, I saw the black shadow swinging his cloak, and his hands instantly turned into two long whips, and started beating the stone mill ghost head and face.
"Shimo Ghost, Shi Mo Ghost, sit still on the ground. Let him stir up the wind, I will watch the flowers fall in peace." Shi Mo Ghost muttered a few words, and his body was covered with the same gray and white hair as before.
Although the black shadow's attack was quite powerful, it was still unable to penetrate this layer of white light, and the two came to a brief stalemate.
"Old Immortal, can they be saved?" Although Wu Fan hid aside, he still couldn't bear to leave. When the black shadow wasn't paying attention, he took the Wind Pocket and the Broomstick Ghost far away. After checking, he found that there was still a faint breath of the two people, and he asked hurriedly.
"Don't panic, kid! As long as they don't lose their souls, they will have a chance to return to normal!" the old immortal said lightly.
"Yeah...how could I forget this!" The worlds of humans and ghosts cannot be compared, and the judgment of life and death is naturally different from the human world. Wu Fan was confused when he cared, and even forgot about his current situation.
"It seems... the mission in this wild ghost village is hopeless. Let's take advantage of the village chief's absence to bring the Broomstick Ghost and the Wind Pocket to the Teacup Ghost, and then prepare to escape!" the old immortal urged.
"But Old Immortal...the stone mill ghost..." In any case, the stone mill ghost helped them get out of trouble, but Wu Fan still couldn't bear it.
"Why can't you be cured of your nosy bad habit?" The old immortal had a headache after hearing this, "Let's not talk about whether this guy saved you out of good intentions, but look at his current condition, it looks like Are you in any trouble? Instead of worrying about others, why not worry about yourself!"
"Uh..." Wu Fan turned around and saw that the Stone Mill Ghost's expression remained unchanged. Judging from the fact that he could maintain his posture until dawn, there should be no problem. When the black shadow is unable to support itself, the trouble will naturally be solved!
"That's right. Let's hurry up and find the teacup ghost!" Wu Fan nodded in agreement and turned to leave.
But at this moment, a familiar thumping sound suddenly came from the stalemate between the two.
"The soul-searching drum shakes the dust, and the dialogue is made in black and white. From now on, I will not hear about the affairs of the three realms, and I will sing the same song on the stage with me!"
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