In the center of the abandoned house on the outskirts of Renjia Town, Uncle Jiu took the lead and walked into a courtyard through a gap in the collapsed wall.
It can be seen that the previous owner of this house should be considered a wealthy family.
The yard is not small, half the size of a basketball court.
In addition to the mottled and dilapidated buildings around it, there is also a small pond that has dried up in the yard.
What is even more surprising is that there are several tall and dense locust trees planted in this house.
Even if Li Zhengyi is just an ordinary person, he also knows that planting locust trees in the house is not a good thing.
Unexpectedly, there are indeed six or seven trees in this yard, and they are all locust trees.
I don’t know when it was planted, whether before or after the house was abandoned.
There is no way to know these things for the time being. Even the dullest person can judge from the current environment that there must be something weird here.
Those tall locust trees grew extremely densely, blocking out the sky and the sun. They blocked the courtyard, especially the pond in the middle of the courtyard, so that no light could shine through, as if they were isolated from the world.
As I slowly walked inside, a cold breath filled the air.
Uncle Jiu was wearing a yellow Taoist robe and holding a mahogany sword. The tip of the sword trembled slightly and seemed to emit a faint golden light.
Wencai followed closely behind, holding the yellow talisman in his hand and his eyes bright.
Li Zhengyi is at the end, ready to shoot at any time.
Suddenly, a cold wind passed behind several people, making the leaves rustle.
Then, in Li Zhengyi's very surprised eyes, a figure with disheveled hair slowly emerged from the dimmed house behind the pond.
His face was pale and full of scars, with the only remaining eye protruding, his mouth open, revealing a ferocious smile, and his body exuded strong resentment.
Her feet were suspended in the air, as if something was hanging from them, and she stared coldly at the three people outside the door who were about to step in.
Most of them looked at the guy wearing sunglasses at the back with great resentment, as if they were about to pounce at any time.
Seeing such a scene, Uncle Jiu's thick eyebrows furrowed even deeper. He had thought of trying to communicate before.
But the resentment after seeing that thing was so deep that there was almost no reason left.
So Uncle Jiu stopped talking nonsense, held the peach wood sword tightly in his hand, and silently recited a spell in his mouth, trying to offset the female ghost's resentment.
At the same time, he gestured backwards. Wen Cai, who was standing in front of Li Zhengyi, immediately understood. After chanting the same incantation, he threw the two yellow talismans in his hands towards the female ghost.
"Wow!"
The female ghost let out a sharp howl, spit out a stream of black smoke from her mouth, and collided with the two yellow talismans, making a bursting sound in the air.
Then the body turned into a burst of black smoke and attacked Uncle Jiu and Wencai. If you look carefully, the direction of his attack was towards Li Zhengyi at the rear.
The black smoke was mixed with cold resentment, almost making people's blood stagnant.
Uncle Jiu moved and quickly dodged away. At the same time, the peach wood sword drew a golden arc and divided the black smoke into two.
The literary man behind him quickly formed seals and muttered words. A golden light burst out from his palm and collided with the black smoke.
The female ghost didn't seem to expect that Uncle Jiu and Wen Cai were so powerful, and was suppressed for a while.
Fortunately, her figure was faster, and this was considered the female ghost's home field. The black smoke that was broken quickly condensed together, revealing the figure of the female ghost.
Because he was blocked and even injured, he became even crazier. He howled and charged again at the same time.
"ah!"
The master and disciple's attacks did not stop. Uncle Jiu took a deep breath, formed seals with his hands, and thrust the peach wood sword forward, and an invisible force spread instantly.
Blocking and controlling the female ghost's figure in mid-air, Wen Cai followed closely and threw a talisman again. This time the talisman turned into a golden net, tightly binding the female ghost, making her unable to move.
However, the female ghost was not willing to surrender. She unleashed even more fierce resentment in an attempt to break free.
Uncle Jiu's expression remained unchanged as he silently recited more profound and complex spells. The peach wood sword in his hand emitted an even stronger light, and struck the female ghost with golden sword energy.
In every episode, there are streaks of black smoke coming out.
"Ah! Ah!"
The female ghost also struggled more fiercely and was about to break free.
"Literary talent!"
After Uncle Jiu shouted, the literary man behind him quickly took out a more complicated talisman, chanted the formula, and then threw it at the female ghost again.
With the superimposed effect, the golden mesh bag became more solid and tighter at the same time.
Although the female ghost struggled and howled more and more crazily, there was no way to escape.
At this moment, the peach wood sword in Uncle Jiu's hand flew out directly, shooting the female ghost down from the air and piercing it on the ground.
"Ah! Uh!..."
Under the joint attack of Uncle Jiu and Wencai, the female ghost was finally unable to resist. She let out a shrill scream, and her body gradually became transparent, turning into a puff of smoke and dissipating in the air.
At this moment, Uncle Jiu pulled out a cloth bag from behind, quickly moved it forward, put the female ghost directly into it, and then tied the mouth of the bag tightly with two clicks.
At this time, Uncle Jiu breathed a sigh of relief. After putting away the magic weapon, he looked at Wencai with some satisfaction: "You performed quite well today, but the road to practice is long. You must always stay vigilant and studious."
Wen Cai nodded in agreement: "Thank you, Master, for your teaching. I will definitely work harder."
Looking at the two masters and apprentices who were now kind and filial, Li Zhengyi couldn't believe that this was Uncle Jiu and Wencai he knew.
It would not be an exaggeration to describe them as famous teachers and disciples. The contrast is too great.
Could it be that you did it for yourself? Isn't that necessary?
"But master, I have made such a great contribution today, so I should be allowed to rest for a few days. At least I don't have to cook, right?"
…
At this time, he looked like the literary talent that Li Zhengyi was familiar with, and this was the only taste that was right.
Otherwise, with that Wencai guy's appearance and awe-inspiring expressions and actions, it would be really uncomfortable.
"Wencai, are you tired? You just caught it in a few strokes. It should be considered easy, right?"
After hearing what Li Zhengyi said, Wencai and Uncle Jiu looked at him almost at the same time with strange eyes.
"What's wrong? Am I right?"
After packing up and heading out, Wen Cai explained to Li Zhengyi at the side, and he realized that he had thought it simple.
