Wu Sheng looked at An Menghan in fear, now a little afraid of her thoughts.
Wu Sheng thought for a while and decided to leave first, so he was about to step forward to call her, but she suddenly turned back, smiled and waved to Wu Sheng.
An Menghan signaled to Wu Sheng to take a quick look.
"The evil spirit has finally arrived?" Wu Sheng's previous thoughts of leaving were immediately given up.
The Yinjiao who was walking slowly looked even bigger than the Yinjiao wearing hip-hop clothes.
"Wang? Are you kidding?" Brother Song, as the hip-hop ghost calls him, looks solemn and steady, and his black government official's costume is calm and steady.
The "soul hook" that Yin Chai Song held in his hand actually spread from his hand to the end of the ghost group, and the chain was accurately wrapped around the neck of each ghost.
It seems that this Yin Cha Song is from another well-known Hei family in the underworld.
The hip-hop pretender who was called the king immediately put away his cynical attitude after hearing the voice of Yin Cha Song.
He stood up in a hurry and waved the mourning stick in his hand, causing the ghosts who had fallen on the ground to stand up again.
King Yincha humbly came to his side and slapped his shoulders: "Hey, Brother Song, please forgive me..."
Yin Cha Song swung his long braid behind him and handed the hook in his hand to King Yin Cha: "This is not bad, boy, do your best."
"Yes, yes, that's what your old man said." After King Yincha took the soul-seducing rope, he stood behind him again.
After holding the mourning stick under his arm, he squeezed his shoulder with his free hand.
But his face was full of disgust and disdain, and his mouth moved slightly as if he was telling something.
"Huh?" Yin Cha Song suddenly turned around, which startled King Yin Cha.
Yin Cha Song's voice was very drawn out, just like the eunuch played on TV. The voice was long and high-pitched, neither male nor female.
"What are you kidding about?"
King Yin Cha was instantly confused: "No, no, no, Brother Song... What I just said was that we should check the numbers so that we can go back and recover."
Unexpectedly, Yin Cha Song's mood was unpredictable, so he jumped up and gave King Yin Cha a hard blow on the head.
Immediately afterwards, the hook in King Yincha's hand moved inexplicably and was directly locked around his neck.
After completing a circle, the hook fell into Yin Cha Song's hands again: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Afterwards, King Yincha talked a lot, and Yincha Song nodded with satisfaction.
"That's pretty much it." Yin Cha Song took back the hook wrapped around his neck: "I say you young men, you really don't do anything big or small."
"Thinking back to the time when I was alive, it was really...hey, I'm such an old fool. What nonsense are you talking to about this kid like you?"
Yin Chasong shook his head at him: "You're really not dressed right. It's embarrassing to come out with me. Go change your clothes when you have time..."
"Brother Song, what you are saying is, boy, let me listen, listen..."
"It's almost time... Go and check the number of people. It's really time for us to go back and resume our lives. We have been in the world for too long."
After that, he said to the Yin Cha King who was about to take action: "By the way, you know what to say when you get back, right?"
King Yincha turned around and wiped his forehead habitually, then nodded and bowed to him.
After a while, King Yin Cha felt something was wrong, and then checked it several times.
Finally he ran over in a hurry, looking very nervous.
"What's wrong?" Yin Cha Song looked him up and down: "Why are you so panicked? Could it be that your kid has seen a ghost?"
King Yincha was not in a hurry to answer his words this time, but said in a panic: "Yes... ah no, I locked up thirty-eight wandering souls this time, and you, the old man, have seventy-six wandering souls." soul."
"There are a total of one hundred and fourteen wandering souls! There are two more wandering souls than in the Book of Life and Death!"
"What?! Did you fail to use the mourning stick again? That's all... I'll check it out myself." Yin Cha Song was also shocked, and immediately pushed him away and started to investigate personally.
After checking several times, Yin Cha Song rushed back. He looked at King Yin Cha with an angry face: "Are you fucking stupid?"
After speaking, he slapped King Yincha hard: "Aren't these one hundred and twelve damn wandering souls?"
He used the majestic Yin Qi again and kicked King Yin Chai in the stomach, sending him flying far away. He stopped after a few seconds.
The Yin Qi of the underworld is different from the ghosts in the Yang world. Their Yin Qi is thicker and purer, and they look very fierce.
King Yin Chai was half-kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily.
Although he is a ghost now, he still retains the habits he had in life.
He shook his head in disbelief: "How can I dare to lie to you? I just counted it four times... shouldn't it be wrong?"
Immediately, Yin Cha Song came over with a gust of wind on his feet. He raised his hand and slapped King Yin Cha again.
This slap sent King Yin Chai away again: "Is it your mother you're counting on?! You can't even do such a small job?!"
Yin Cha Song wanted to step forward to take care of him again, but Yin Cha King rolled and crawled to the edge of the crowd of ghosts.
“I’ll check it carefully this time!!”
Yin Cha Song stared at him: "Mom! If you don't give me a suitable reason today, I have to make you look good!"
After another ten minutes, King Yincha walked over slowly, scratching his head.
Yin Cha Song asked angrily: "Have you found out this time?"
"Brother Song..." He blinked and choked again, looking like he was hesitating to speak.
"Let the fuck go!"
"That's it...that's one hundred and fourteen..."
"My mother..." Yin Cha Song brought the Yin Qi in his body to the extreme and punched him to the ground.
He almost slapped King Yin Chai's eyes back to normal.
At this time, two ghosts had quietly touched behind them.
As for the two evil spirits, one was indulging in one-sided crushing, and the other was beaten to the point of crying for his father and mother.
He didn't notice anything strange behind him at all.
"What's going on?" Wu Sheng looked at the two ghosts. Their appearance was completely different from the other ghosts.
The two of them seemed completely unaffected by the mourning stick and the hook.
But what they did next almost made Wu Sheng's eyes pop out in fear.
I saw a ghost who was close to Yin Cha Song suddenly took something out of his pocket.
"How is this possible?!" Wu Sheng blinked in disbelief.
Because what he saw the ghost took out was clearly a talisman!
