Zhao Qingsong saw that this ghost king was different and lifelike. Even the angry expression on his face was exactly the same as a real person. The spear in his hand shook slightly but did not stab out immediately. He thought to himself: "What's the matter with this ghost's intense sense of oppression?" What happened? But just now Jia Xiu was hit by so many bullets from me, and he is certain to die! I shouldn’t act rashly first, and then I’ll understand the situation..."
The Ghost King said angrily: "Young boy! How brave you are! How dare you hurt my disciple of Yama! Aren't you afraid that when your soul returns to the underworld after death, I will ask you to settle the accounts?"
Zhao Qingsong saw that the Yama Ghost King did not attack him immediately, but instead threatened him with words. He couldn't help but laugh out loud: "It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous!"
The eyes of the Ghost King of Yama turned red, and he became more and more angry: "Good boy! You hurt the people in Fengdu Ghost City, and you dare to speak nonsense? Haven't you heard that 'The King of Hell tells you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch'? ? If you don’t accumulate evil deeds, after you die, I will make you taste all the punishments on the eighteenth floor of the underworld, and make your soul miserable in the underworld! Why don’t you immediately kneel down and beg this Yama to send a message? I would like to show mercy and forgive you half of your sins so that your punishment after death can be reduced. What are you waiting for?"
Zhao Qingsong couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh: "Hahaha! I originally thought you, a ghost, had some extraordinary abilities, but it turns out you are just a talker! What's the point of talking nonsense?"
The Ghost King of Yama said sternly: "Are you really not afraid that your soul will suffer after death?"
"Afraid! I'm so scared!" Zhao Qingsong said with a disdainful look: "What a pity! I'm not dead yet! I haven't finished my living thing yet, so what the hell do I care about the dead? I've always been I don’t believe in ghosts and gods, I only believe in myself! When I’m alive, I only talk about living things! I’ll talk about things after death after I’m dead!”
The Ghost King of Yama was at a loss for words and was about to open his mouth to say something else. Unfortunately, Zhao Qingsong had already seen that this Ghost King only had his own form and did not have any powerful means. If he had, why not do it to him?
Obviously, the greatest ability of this ghost king is talking nonsense. It is wishful thinking to try to scare himself with nonsense that scares ordinary people!
Zhao Qingsong had long been impatient with these nonsense. He flicked his spear and executed the 'Phoenix Three Nods' move, stabbing three times in a row with extreme speed!
The three shots were impartial and hit the target almost at the same time. One of the three shots pierced Yama's face, one shot pierced Yama's chest, and one shot pierced Yama's lower genitals!
The Ghost King of Yama was stabbed by Zhao Qingsong's spear. He screamed strangely and turned into a ball of black gas with a 'whoosh', wrapping around the head of the bright silver spear!
Zhao Qingsong was shocked. He shook several times, but he couldn't get rid of this weird black gas!
He saw that the black energy was like a black snake, and seemed to be trying to crawl along the barrel of the gun to his body. He couldn't help but be shocked. He swung the spear fiercely, passed the spear through the flames on the side, and hit it heavily on the side. On the big black rock!
With a "bang" sound, the black air wrapped around the tip of the spear hit the rock and dispersed without a trace!
And from the tip of the bright silver gun fell a Sangmen machete, which was exactly the one Jia Xiu had been using!
The Sangmen Knife fell to the ground, and the 'Kakaka' began to break apart. In just a few breaths, it broke into hundreds of pieces and scattered among the rubble!
And with the collapse of the Sangmen Knife, the surrounding black mist and countless ghosts, just like when they suddenly appeared, suddenly dispersed and disappeared with the wind!
Only the mountain fire on the hillside was burning more and more fiercely, raging and raging, burning people's hair!
Zhao Qingsong looked down at his bright silver gun that had been broken into several pieces, feeling very sorry in his heart.
This gun was a good gun that the master had specially made for himself by hiring a famous craftsman. The gun shaft was made of the best beef tendon wood called "Ji Zhu Mu Tak", which could not be broken easily. The gun head was made of metal alloy. Made of fine steel, extremely sharp!
Unexpectedly, this gun was smashed by me today and was inexplicably broken into several pieces!
It stands to reason that the barrel of this gun is extremely strong and will never be broken so easily!
Zhao Qingqiang saw that the broken section of the bright silver gun was slightly black, and he secretly guessed that the reason why the bright silver gun was broken into several pieces was probably because of the ghost king Yama!
He let out a long sigh and threw aside the small part of the gun handle in his hand. It seemed that he would only have to find a way to make a good gun when he had the opportunity in the future!
Zhao Qingsong took a few steps forward and saw that Jia Xiu had turned into a cold corpse and fell to the ground in an extremely twisted manner. Even though he was dead, he still kept climbing forward desperately!
Zhao Qingsong kicked Jia Xiu's corpse and sneered: "Aren't you the seducer who is known as the Ghost City of Fengdu? What? The seducer can actually die? He knows some evil ways, so he pretends to be Yama and goes around to deceive! Didn't you die in my hands?"
He wanted to cut off Jia Xiu's head and go back to the court to get the credit, but then he thought again, I don't even plan to go back to the capital. I plan to sneak away quietly after saving Zhu Miaoying. What kind of bullshit credit do I get?
Zhao Qingsong was suddenly startled and thought to himself: "Oh no! I was too busy killing Jia Xiu and didn't care about Miaoying at all. The mountain fire that Cao Kang lit is getting stronger and stronger. Nothing will happen to Miaoying, right?" ?”
When he thought of Zhu Miaoying, Zhao Qingsong felt sweet and worried at the same time, and turned around to find Zhu Miaoying!
As soon as he turned around, he heard a sarcastic sneer coming from behind him!
The hair on Zhao Qingsong's whole body stood up, his muscles were tense, and his steps were frozen in place, and he didn't even dare to move!
What he saw just now was very clear. There was only Jia Xiu's body behind him, and there was a mountain fire two feet behind the body. Other than that, there was nothing else!
Since there was nothing alive behind him, where did this laughter come from?
Could it be that the disciples in Fengdu Ghost City are really immortal?
Can you stand up and laugh again after you die?
Zhao Qingsong had never heard of such a thing before!
I have never encountered anything like this!
He waited for a long time, only to hear the raging mountain fire behind him, and there was no other sound. Could it be that he heard it wrong?
Zhao Qingsong pressed the handle of the knife and turned around slowly!
Jia Xiu's body was still twisted on the ground, no different from before!
The mountain fire was raging, and the surrounding area was extremely bright. Apart from him, there was no other living thing in this place now!
Zhao Qingsong relaxed his body, removed his hand from the handle of the knife, and secretly laughed at himself: "I am so tired that I started hearing hallucinations and started scaring myself!"
Just as he was about to turn around and leave this place, he suddenly heard another sneer coming from not far away!
This voice is so real, it is definitely not my imagination!
Zhao Qingsong's legs were slightly bent, holding the handle of the knife in his hand, his eyes fixed on the mountain fire in the distance!
He was very sure that the sound of laughter just now came from the mountain fire!
No matter how unreasonable this matter was, he believed in his own judgment!
"Who is it? Get out!" Zhao Qingsong shouted.
"Papa papa" several rounds of applause sounded, and among the rising flames, two figures slowly walked out!
I don’t know who these two people are. Wherever they go, the fire is opened and the flames are avoided. The rising flames cannot hurt these two people at all!
The two people walked out of the mountain fire one after another and walked to a place three feet in front of Zhao Qingsong before slowly standing still.
Zhao Qingsong looked intently and saw the man in front of him. He was about forty years old. He was dressed in luxurious clothes. He had a sword hanging on his right waist. The scabbard was shaped like a wild goose feather sword. There was a jade pendant hanging on his left waist. Dress up like a rich man!
Looking at this man's face, we can see that he has fair skin, a slight beard under his chin, his eyes are turned up, and he has an arrogant attitude of "I am the only one in heaven and earth", with a very disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth.
The man behind is not very old. He is a young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old. He is thin, pale, and dressed in shabby clothes. He is following the man in front with his head shrunken. He seems to be a servant of the man in front!
Zhao Qingsong pressed the handle of the knife and saw that these two people were coming very strangely. He was cautious by nature and was not in a hurry to take action. He often made a plan before making a decision. He wanted to ask clearly before taking action. He said very politely: "I am the emperor. Zhao Qingsong, the Imperial Guard of the 100 Imperial Households, is hereby ordered by the current Emperor to capture Jia Xiu, a wanted criminal in the imperial court. Who are you? What are you doing here?"
The man in front snorted coldly, with his face still upturned, his hands behind his back, and said with great disdain: "Bai Hanlu, tell this boy!"
