"Little brother Wu Fan! Run away!" The broom ghost who was originally in a coma was awakened by a loud noise in his ears. He jumped up with a scratch and shouted sternly.
But before its voice fell, a groan was heard from under its feet: "Broom ghost! Why are you stepping on me?"
The broom ghost looked down and found that he was stepping on Feng Pocket. No wonder it always felt that its legs were weak and could not stand firmly. Seeing this, it hurriedly jumped off Feng Qiang and helped the latter up.
"Are you... okay?" At this moment, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded, making the Broomstick Ghost's expression darken.
"Stonemill Ghost, stop pretending to be a good person here!" Broomstick Ghost's voice turned cold, "I said you wouldn't be so kind to let us in. It seems that you and that guy are in the same group, right? Hurry up if you know what's going on. Hand the person over! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude!”
"Broomstick! This traitor must be stalling for time, look!" Feng Pocket was so noisy by the wah-yah-yah sound that he had a headache. When he turned around, he saw the black figure mumbling something, and he also frowned. Broom ghost.
Although the broom ghost knew that he was no match for the guy in front of him, he was unwilling to sit idly by and decided to risk his life.
But before he could take action, he heard a cold shout coming from the direction behind him: "Noisy! Can you guys be quieter?"
Broomstick Ghost and Feng Pocket were shocked when they heard this, and secretly thought that this Stone Mill Ghost had helpers? But when they looked back, they all had ugly expressions on their faces: "Village Chief?"
"If you don't want anything to happen to that kid, just be quiet!" Lu Shu had pinned all his hopes on the opera ghost, so he naturally didn't allow the latter to be disturbed in the slightest and scolded him coldly.
Although Broomstick Ghost and Feng Pocket looked confused, seeing that Lin Shu seemed to be on their side, they could only stand still...
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After chanting for a long time, the opera ghost finally made a move. With a slight movement, he rolled up his cloak and jumped into the black clouds.
But just after it submerged into the black clouds for a moment, it heard the violent sound of the cloak behind it, and the next moment it was thrown out and slapped on the ground in a mess.
"Player! What's going on?" Qi Shu could tell at a glance that something was wrong and asked hurriedly.
"That's weird! That's weird!" The opera ghost was obviously confused, "Why is it so repulsive to me?"
The play ghost originally planned to forcibly stop the judgment drama from the inside by merging its body with the black cloud. Although this method is extremely harmful to the self, it can be regarded as risking it for the sake of the ceremonial palace!
Logically speaking, this idea is indeed feasible, but for some reason, this black cloud formed by evil spirits is obviously a part of me, but it has become so strange just now! Not only did he cut off all contact with himself, he even excluded it!
The opera ghost originally wanted to use this extreme method to forgive his sin, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't even be given the chance to do it!
The yang energy was getting stronger and dawn was approaching. It was too late for the opera ghost to try again. He could only kneel down and wail: "Lord Green Ghost King! I am a sinner in the Hall of Ceremony!"
Just when the onlookers were thinking their own thoughts and looking solemn, a vortex suddenly appeared on the black clouds and melted at a visible speed.
This abnormality made Qi Shu's breath stagnant, and his expression became solemn: "Could it be that... the changes in the Sixth Hall are really going to happen as rumored?" After saying that, it turned around and left with a long sigh, " How should we deal with this outcome to the Red Ghost King..."
The Broomstick Ghost was told by the Teacup Ghost to keep Wu Fan safe. At this moment, he was like an ant on a hot pot, spinning around in circles and imitating the prayers of the new ghosts.
Seeing the black clouds dissipate, the broom ghost's face was full of sorrow, but just when it was about to take the wind bag back to plead guilty, a figure in front of it made its face brighten.
"Broomstick ghost, I seem to be blinded. See if that's little brother Wu Fan!"
The broom ghost couldn't believe it at first, but Feng Pocket's words surprised him, and he thought to himself: Could it be that this prayer is really useful? Then he no longer dared to hesitate and came to Wu Fan in a panic: "Little brother Wu Fan? Is it really you?"
Wu Fan looked up and saw the visitor with a surprised look on his face: "Broom ghost? Wind pocket? Didn't you just..."
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"Hahaha... That's it! You are indeed your boy!" Lin Shu looked much more relaxed and in a very happy mood: "Since you are fine, it's time for me to go back and convey the news to the Red Ghost King!"
"But... village chief!" Wu Fan saw that Yu Shu was about to leave and said hurriedly: "This is the task of cleaning up the wild ghost village..."
"Hey...you don't have to worry about this, there's still enough time!" Lu Shu nodded slightly, then glared at the black figure beside him, "Player Ghost! You are the one who caused this trouble, you know what to do! Stone Mill Ghost! "
After saying this, Qianshu turned into a red shadow and disappeared in the house. Stone Mo Ghost secretly glanced at Broom Ghost Feng Pocket and the two, then bowed to Wu Fan and retreated.
"Boy...quickly...quickly ask the opera ghost if there is anything he can do, he is about to squeeze the old immortal to death..." The front legs of the stone grinding ghost disappeared from sight, and the old immortal's voice rang out from the iron rod.
If it were anyone else caught in the drama of condemnation, I'm afraid they would have been wiped out long ago. It's just that Wu Fan has a clear mind and has never been troubled by emotions and desires. Naturally, this crime scene does not pose a threat to him.
But as time passed, he suddenly discovered that although the confessional drama could not hurt him, every time it weakened, his aura would also weaken. There was no way to continue this stalemate.
Just when he was helpless, the old immortal suddenly spoke, saying that he always felt that the iron rod he was hiding was subtly connected to the black cloud.
When Wu Fan heard this, his mind moved, and he tentatively poked the iron rod towards the black cloud, and then saw that the black cloud was actually sucked into the iron rod! He asked the old immortal and heard that there was nothing strange about the latter, so he dared to move boldly with confidence, and the scene just now appeared.
"This... opera ghost, I have something to trouble you." Wu Fan had already heard the black shadow's real name from the village chief, and he called him that.
"You...you said..." For some reason, this opera ghost's attitude has been very respectful since just now, which makes me feel very uncomfortable.
"The evil ghost you talk about is actually my friend. Here's the thing..." Since he wanted to trouble people, Wu Fan didn't hide anything and explained the old immortal's matter in a few words.
"I just used this iron rod to absorb too many black clouds, causing the space in the iron rod to fill up, which made my friend very embarrassed. I wonder if there is a way to solve this situation?" Wu Fan struck while the iron rod was hot.
"Yes...yes..." The opera ghost nodded repeatedly, then shook the soul-searching drum in his hand, and saw the black cloud floating out of the iron rod, and was sucked into the handle of the soul-searching drum.
This situation only lasted for a few breaths, and the iron rod that was originally filled with black energy returned to normal.
"Old Immortal, how do you feel?" Wu Fan asked hurriedly.
"This bastard really caused misfortune to the old immortal. Fortunately, he feels much more comfortable now..." The old immortal's voice came immediately, "That's right, boy! Before, the old immortal just thought that this iron rod was not an extraordinary thing, but now it seems that it is more than that." It’s so simple...you must be careful and don’t get caught up in this bastard!”
"This friend is right! It's a pity that I don't know its origin..." As soon as the old immortal finished speaking, the black shadow's voice rang out.
The old immortal exclaimed inwardly when he heard this. He actually forgot that the opera ghost could hear him and simply kept silent.
Seeing Wu Fan's thoughts, the opera ghost continued to speak: "The Wild Ghost Village no longer needs me, so I won't worry about this thing, so you two can rest assured!"
"And... I don't need you to clean up the Wild Ghost Village. Just leave it to me..." The opera ghost said, shaking the soul-searching drum in his hand, and then he saw ghosts and evil spirits pouring in from all directions. In the drum handle.
Although there was a dark cloud between them before, Wu Fan still heard the conversation between the actor and the village chief. At this time, the trouble was solved, Wu Fan felt relieved, but at the same time he also felt a little guilty.
After all, what happened to this opera ghost was indirectly affected by him. It would be really pitiful if it was really expelled from the Sixth Hall because of this.
"Playing ghost..."
"Please give me your instructions..."
"I wonder... is there anything I can do to help you?" Wu Fan forced a smile. He didn't know if the Green Ghost King of the Ceremony Hall was easy to talk to or if he could give himself a chance to intercede for the opera ghost.
"You...you really want to decide to help me?" Hearing this, the opera ghost looked excited.
"That's right..." Wu Fan didn't know why the opera ghost had such a strong reaction.
"Great! Great! I'm saved!" The opera ghost cheered when he heard this, and then knelt down in front of Wu Fan with a plop: "Greetings to the class leader!"
"What... class leader?" Wu Fan was startled, "Player, what do you mean?"
"Go back to the class leader! This matter is actually the intention of Lord Qinggui King..."
I heard that the opera ghost said that because it was ruined by others, it no longer had a place to stay, so it could only stay in the wild ghost village temporarily and wait for orders. At first, because Xigui could contribute to the Sixth Hall, he was able to stay in the jurisdiction of the Xingdian as the Hall of Ceremony, but now it has lost its role and can only be abandoned by the Sixth Hall.
It's just that the Green Ghost King has not taken action due to delays, so it can barely survive.
One day, the Green Ghost King suddenly appeared here and asked him to take care of his own things and never give them to anyone! Then he told it that returning to the ceremonial palace has become a futile thing, and the only thing it can do is to wait for someone! If it can serve this person as its master, it can escape from the Sixth Hall and avoid the punishment of being thrown away!
The opera ghost was very curious and wanted to ask who this person was, but the Green Ghost King didn't say anything. He just told him not to act rashly and wait for the opportunity to come...
The opera ghost often heard that the Green Ghost King was ruthless and neglected her duties, thinking that she didn't care about a nobody like herself. But after what happened today, it had a new outlook on the Green Ghost King.
Because it was deeply impressed by King Qinggui's words of "taking care of your own things", it wanted to take it back as soon as it saw the "pillar", which led to this misunderstanding.
But when he saw that the person who harbored the evil ghost was not affected by the "criminal drama", but could also control his own "pillar", his heart suddenly became brighter!
He knew that the person in front of him was the person that King Qinggui asked him to wait for!
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