Chapter 196: This kind of good luck always feels wrong!
The ghosts in the sky will still keep a knife to the village, and the tiger's body will be shocked and domineering. How is it that in the blink of an eye, his subordinates and younger brothers are all sucked into the black hole?
The ghost will stay in the moment, then he drives the black cloud, madly fleeing to the distance - meet the high man! He took all his ghost soldiers in one breath and escaped!
"Ha ha ha!" The three-day brother laughed and put away the black flag in his hand.
At the bottom, the people in Luoxin District only felt that for a moment, the body was slightly cold, and then the warmth was restored. The villagers are inexplicable and do not know what happened.
"Book Airlines, go!" After the three-day brothers put away the black flag, they grabbed Song Shuhang and flew the sword to the dawn. The two men stepped on the flying sword and quickly caught up with the ghost.
The three-day brother is of course deliberately letting go of the ghost... But if you let it, how can you find his nest? Will all the ghosts, ghosts, and ghosts be wiped out?
The ghosts flying in front will also be worried about IQ. No way, the ghosts will awaken the memory of most of their lives and have a certain sense of mind. But IQ is generally low.
This is a hard injury, and it will only be saved if it is upgraded to a ghost.
Therefore, the ghost will not even think about it at all, and he is the possibility of being deliberately let go.
He has only one thought now, flee! I fled back to my old nest, where I had my two brothers. Coupled with more ghost soldiers, grievances, said that they can not save their lives.
He fled quickly, and the three-day brothers concealed his body shape and drove the flying sword to the back of the ghost.
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Soon, the ghost will fly to the Houshan Cemetery in Luoxin Street.
Sure enough, is it here? Song Shuhang’s eyes brightened. Here is the cemetery that Tubo’s grandfather had mentioned to see the ‘ghost’. Perhaps here is the ghost's nest!
"It’s going well." The three-day brother smiled and whispered.
Yes, it is all the way. In other words, this feeling always feels familiar?
While talking, the ghost in front will drill into the graveyard.
Just like an ordinary person has entered the water, its shape has passed through the cemetery and directly into the depths of the grave. Ghosts can be kept out of the wall without being restricted by the material world...
"Three-day brother, how do we get in?" Song Shuhang snarled.
"Haha, why do you want to go in?" The eyes of the three-day brothers exude a light blue glow, and there is a mysterious imprint in his eyes.
Eyes talent - Tianyantong! Compared with Song Shuhang’s ‘Master Vision’, it’s a lot of eye-catching talent. It’s really enviable.
Under the eyes of the sky, the cemetery or the ground can not stop the eyes of the three-day brother.
"I saw that the people who built this place were deceitful." The three-day brother laughed and took Song Shuhang to continue the Yujian flight and flew forward, and finally landed in front of a mountain wall.
The ghost will enter the cemetery and follow a long passage into the wall. The interior of the mountain wall has long been hollowed out, and there is heaven and earth inside.
There is a secret door on the mountain wall... However, the three-day brother can have no time to study how to open the door. He reached out and waved his hand toward the dark door. A plain palm, the real yuan emerges.
boom! With one palm down, the head blasts open!
Within the secret door, there is a huge space, and ghosts that pile up the entire space.
At this point, the ghost that escaped will be horrified, and the ghosts who are still more powerful with the other two will say that they have met the monks in the village.
Suddenly, the stone wall secret door was opened!
The ghost who escaped will turn his head and see the three-day brother, and suddenly he was shocked.
"It is him, big brother, this is a human monk!" The ghost will cried wildly.
"Don't be afraid, go together!" The ghost headed up will stand up and roar - this ghost will be close to the realm of ‘ghost handsome’, very cunning.
While commanding the ghost soldiers to attack the three-day brother and Song Shuhang, he secretly stepped back and prepared to escape.
"Ha ha ha ha, where to escape?" The three-day brother re-emerged the huge black flag, the flag stirred and turned into a black hole.
The black hole creates a huge attraction, and the ghosts in the space are all sucked up, and the ghosts who are headed will also be screamed and involved in the black hole.
楸p> When the three-day brothers put away the black flag, there were no small grievances left in Dongfu.
"The big harvest is a big gain!" The three-day brother was satisfied and had a good mood.
Song Shuhang turned his eyes and looked around. Here is the headquarters of the head of the lion's head. But today, this organization has finally disappeared completely and sank into the river bottom of history.
"Good and evil have a report at the end, not not reporting, time has not arrived." Song Shuhang whispered - a group of people on the group, said with the seven-year-old Fuzhu, the claws of the beast head organization was completely finished.
The ‘I wish’ made by the owner when he was young was finally completed.
"Hey, book, do you know this place?" asked the brother of the third day.
"Yes, once an organization here and I have a bit of grudge, but now, everything is over." Song Shuhang smiled, feeling good.
"You came here to deal with the organization here?" asked the three-day brother.
"Yeah, but... all the members of the organization have been slaughtered by ghosts and grievances. I have a question to ask them." Song Shuhang sighed and said: "This organization has been ruined everywhere." In the village, the living people sacrificed their grievances. Nowadays, they all die from the hands of the ghosts. It is also a sinister debt."
On the 3rd, the brothers nodded and said: "If this is a place where a monk's small forces once used, you can search here. There may be extra gains."
As long as it is a monk organization, whether it is big or small, there will always be some treasures.
Song Shuhang suddenly realized that when he killed the altar, he harvested a treasure of a black suitcase. And here is the headquarters of the altar, obviously there will be more treasures?
"I will help you with your strength." The three-day brother once again opened up his ‘天眼通’ talent, and his eyes looked in the inner space of the stone wall.
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With the help of the three-day brother, Song Shuhang quickly collected the things in the stone wall.
First of all, it is a big suitcase of money, about three million in cash.
The organizational nature of the altar determines that he will not save too much money in the bank, basically cash transactions. Originally, the altar owner piled up hundreds of millions of cash, as well as diamonds, gold and other items... but after his death, most of the money was divided by his subordinates. These three million, or everyone left the rest, temporarily stay at the headquarters should be anxious.
Then, it is a box of black beads, which seem to have a strong ghost.
"What are these?" Song Shuhang asked doubtfully, certainly not a black pearl.
On the third day, the brothers glanced and smiled: "These should be the 'soul beads' left after the death of the ghost. No one except the ghost repairs will collect these things, no use."
Song Shuhang nodded and looked like something useless?
His thoughts were just like this, and the ghosts in his heart passed a vague message: food!
food?
Song Shuhang immediately remembered the scene of the ghosts devour the ghosts, is it the soul beads, can also be used as a food for the ghosts? That box of soul beads is not a waste.
Finally... is a bunch of herbs.
When Song Shuhang looked at these herbs, he always felt old-fashioned.
"Hey, these are the herbs for refining qi and blood Dan?" Song Shuhang was surprised, the medicinal materials on the list left by the white predecessors were all in front of you!
"It seems that the pharmacist taught you a lot of things these are the medicinal materials of qi and blood Dan." The three-day brother haha laughed.
"Senior brother, I have a need for these herbs. Can I take up the bulk?" Song Shuhang asked with a thick face and prepared to share the loot with the three-day brother.
"Ha ha ha ha, no need. These things are for you!" The three-day brother slammed Song Shuhang's shoulders: "The words of money are useless to me; the soul beads are useless; if the blood is Dan, I want How much is there. When you need these things, don't be polite to me. Also... I can harvest so many grievances, ghosts, ghosts, and so on, completely beyond my imagination. I am already satisfied with the extreme."
Song Shuhang nodded his cheeks: "That brother, I will not be polite with you!"
He really needs this batch of supplies, so he can't be emotional.
In case he had another two sentences, the three-day brothers did not push, but had to receive a portion of the medicine, then Song Shuhang would have no chance to regret it.
With the help of his brother, he packed the herbs and put the box of 'soul beads' and a box of cash.
The three-day brother smiled and said: "Let's go, let's leave. Although the ghosts have been eliminated, it still makes people feel gloomy and uncomfortable."
After all, he drove the light, carrying Song Shuhang to fly away from the stone wall space, and returned to the Luoxin neighborhood.
Song Shuhang looked at the boxes and parcels in his hands.
Today, my luck is really good. Not only has it successfully solved the scourge of the 'subordinates of the altar', but even the sages that the white predecessors need to collect from him have been collected!
This luck is simply going against the sky!
However... I know that my luck today is so good, but I always feel that something is wrong?
Did you ignore what?
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At this time, in the void, Jing Mozhe headed to the Luoxin Street District of J City before gnashing his teeth.
By his side, there is also a man who is proud of his face on the gourd. This is the helper of the rudder master! It is a scattered repair of four products.
Finally, I waited for an opportunity to separate the singer's pressure from the seniors of the book and the monks who were separated from him. This time, the rudder master of the scene swears that he must catch this ‘book mountain pressure,’ and get the blood **** drill!
The scattered work around him is a rare friend of the rudder of Jing Mo, this time just just out of the customs, idle and boring to accompany the Jing Mou rudder around.
Then I heard that when Jing Mou was mainly dealing with a monk, he followed it with great interest.