The surroundings are cloudy and treacherous, and there are ghosts under the flags and banners.
"Be good, brother, I think you should move to another house."
Lu Bai looked at the "Eight Hundred Bodhidharma" that exploded into three balls of green fire.
"Move to your house and offer me three sticks of incense a day."
When Tai Gongchong heard Sikong Tu call his name, his grimace turned greener.
"That can't be done. It's cheaper. I'll give my father two sticks of incense a day."
Tai Gongchong narrowed his eyes. With the information this cunning old ghost had, he Of course I saw something was wrong inside.
The Eight Hundred Bodhidharma is the most powerful weapon of the Yin and Yang Realm Army against the enemy. Even if three Eight Hundred Bodhidharma are lined up, they can even fight against the immortal immortal.
It exploded so easily?
Su Che looked at the "Eight Hundred Bodhidharma" exploding like fireworks, and felt as if he had met his opponent.
“I’m talking about Lao Lu.”
“Young Master.”
“Why do I feel that the other person looks familiar?”
“ It's okay if you don't mention it, but I feel a sense of deja vu when I mention it." Tai Gongchong said angrily.
"Why doesn't it look familiar? Isn't this just Yin soldiers borrowing food and fire dragons burning warehouses? It's nothing more than settling accounts here."
"Do you ghosts also eat empty wages? ”
Lu Bai was quite surprised. He originally thought that only the human world had such bad habits, but he didn’t expect that the ghosts in the Yin and Yang world were also not immune.
"Eat, of course my old lady understands this kind of thing."
As a military attaché before his death, Taigong Chong was very proficient in the operations here. .
"Eating empty wages in the human world is the same as eating empty wages in the underworld. People need to eat if they are not dead for one day, and they need clothing if they are not dead for three days. The same is true for ghosts. Which ghost doesn't want incense, fire, and blood?"
"Just like these eight hundred Bodhidharmas, according to the rules of the world, each one is regarded as a ghost of the eighth level of cultivation. Each person has five sticks of Suho sandalwood per day and seven and a half liters of rootless water per month. , six feet and five pieces of plain silk. There are also various rewards during the holidays and the Dharma King's Christmas." Taigong Chong said: "These eight hundred Bodhidharma are not iron balls, they are mountains of gold and silver. "
"But isn't this still an explosion?"
Lu Bai was a little confused.
"It's time to settle the accounts. These thieves and thieves can hide their secrets from you brats, but they can't hide them from me. They must be counting the number of people, so the treacherous old ghost Sikong Tu got angry. , just lend your hand to settle the account."
"Four eight hundred Bodhidharmas, three thousand six hundred and eighty-level ghost cultivators' food and clothing expenses, let Mr. Zuo wipe out the big account with these two arrows. Forget about it, he, Sikongtu, can ask Xue Shaojun for a pension again."
"Ghosts also have pensions?"
Master Su couldn't help himself when he heard this.
The reason that human dynasties want to provide pensions to fallen soldiers is because everyone has parents and wives. Since the bodies of soldiers who died in battle are wrapped in horse leather, they must give a pension to their families.Account.
What’s the ghost?
"It's different after the death of a family member. How can an old ghost wait until his wife and children die? Even if the ghost wife is gone, he can still marry another one."
Su Che could only agree with what Taigong Chong said.
While talking, a burly ghost over seven feet tall slowly walked out from under the Eastern flag. His hair and beard were all red, there were fangs in his mouth, and there were two huge antlers on his head. , holding a bamboo stick in his hand.
"Tai Gong Chong, you rebellious traitor, do you dare to hang out with me, Hongjiao?"
This red-haired evil ghost has a dense aura around him, and he is obviously an accomplished ghost cultivator. .
Su Che asked the Taigong beside him.
"Old lady, have you ever heard of this guy?"
The rebellious thief Taigong Chong was quite disheartened.
He looked at Suche, and finally spoke reluctantly.
“There are eighteen ghost soldiers under Sikong Tu’s command. This red horn is the leader of one of the ghost soldiers. I heard that he was transformed by a great witch in the southwest after his death. If you want to fight against him, you will have to kill him. Be careful because his witchcraft is unpredictable."
Tai Gongchong thought for a while and then said: "He has a witchcraft gourd. I heard it is very powerful. Once it is used, it can turn into countless poisonous insects. Don't get close. Attack him."
With this treacherous old man like Taigong Chong here, these guys in the Yin and Yang Realm simply have no secrets at all.
"Okay." Young Master Su looked at the big ghost in the distance: "I'll come and meet him."
Lu Bai, who was picking up Taigong Chong next to him, said in annoyance: " Brother, there is no misunderstanding between us brothers. You are a kind person."
Su Che rolled up his sleeves and jumped towards the red-haired ghost.
"Hongjiao, let's try my sword."
Jidu's secret arrow disappeared, and a long sword transformed from the Yintian secret appeared in Su Che's hand.
This red-haired big ghost has been paying attention to this red-haired ghost for a long time under the flags, and he recognizes that this pretty boy is a ruthless character.
Although the four "Eight Hundred Bodhidharmas" are just fake Xibei goods, I just coaxed Xue Shaojun, an old killer, into using some Soho sandalwood.
"Hold on, you are not Taigong Chong. Hong only asks the traitor this time. I will wait until I kill the traitor and then I will fight with you again."
This The old witch ghost waved his hands quickly.
How can Su Che follow the rules of the world? The long sword in his hand was waving, and layers of sword energy greeted the red-haired old ghost like a rabbit rising and a falcon falling.
The sword energy came up layer by layer, and the red-haired old ghost waved the bamboo pole to the left and right.
Hongjiao gradually reacted.
This white-faced little thief’s bow and arrows are indeed powerful, but his sword energy looks ordinary.
He has also heard people say that this white-faced thief should be a disciple of Beimang Guizu Palace. He must have been practicing in Guizu Palace for a long time and rarely fights with others.
Fighting is not a competition. You have to use the most ruthless Shinto technique to crush them. This way, your strong hands are not used.It is really ridiculous to use this sparse swordsmanship to fight against the enemy.
Hongjiao felt happy, today is the day for me to show my face in front of others.
Those four "Eight Hundred Bodhidharmas" cannot hide the high-ranking ghost soldiers, but they can deceive everyone in the Yin and Yang world.
Who doesn’t know that this kid is a ruthless character who has broken four formations in a row, but he was defeated by my red horn.
Thinking of this, a small green leather gourd appeared on the big red-horned millstone-like hand.
"Little thief, look at the artifact."
The green-skinned gourd exploded and turned into a rain of insects, in which witches of various sizes rushed towards Su like a hailstorm. Chesa came over.
Su Che and Hongjiao were close to each other, but this witchcraft was like a wave of waves that directly submerged Su Che.
Under the swarm of insects, Su Che kept screaming.
"Kuye, your young master still can't help."
Tai Gongchong stamped his feet anxiously when he saw this.
"Didn't I tell him that the red-horned witch gourd is powerful? Why is he still..."
How could Lu Bai be in the mood to listen to this old ghost's complaints? He was thinking Su Li was trapped in the yin and yang world, and he had no choice but to run to the north overnight.
Under the flags, a group of ghosts howled incessantly, and anyone could tell that it was Red Horn who had won this time.
Sikong Tu frowned slightly as he sat on the bronze chariot. Based on his understanding of Beimang Guizu Palace, he would never believe that the disciples of Guizu Palace were so miserable.
The problem with Guizu Palace's disciples is that they are extreme and narrow-minded. There will never be such soft persimmons.
Otherwise, why would Sikong Tu secretly hook up with Guizu Palace.
Is it possible that this boy is not a disciple of Guizu Palace?
While Sikongtu was hesitating, changes occurred on the battlefield, and the surging poisonous insects disappeared in an instant.
Hongjiao suddenly realized that he could no longer sense this magical weapon that had been cultivated for many years.
What a thief!
How could this old ghost not know that his magic weapon had been broken?
He was about to cast his witchcraft when he saw a long black rope flying out of the white-faced little thief's sleeve like a living snake, tying him up tightly.
After the black rope was tied up, Hongjiao felt that his soul was under pressure, and a dark coldness surged along the ghost body into the depths of his soul.
What a little thief, he actually has the magical power to bind souls.
Hongjiao held his breath and concentrated, keeping his mind clear, silently reciting the incantation, and was about to perform the witchcraft method of death.
He was not even halfway through reciting the incantation when he saw a black silver-scaled python appear out of nowhere, open its huge mouth and swallow him directly.