Chapter 75: People are 30% afraid of ghosts, and 70% of ghosts are afraid of people.

Chapter 75: People are 30% afraid of ghosts, and 70% of ghosts are afraid of people.

Night, police station.

Zhou Xingxing showed his leadership dignity and kicked out all the police officers on duty to collect tickets, leaving the police station empty. Even he himself was kicked away by Liao Wenjie.

It was late at night to print out tickets again, and the police officers were complaining. They felt that the new boss was ruthless, shameless and unreasonable, so they collectively decided to file a complaint against him.

A prison where prisoners are temporarily held.

The wall closest to the ghost gate is covered with yellow paper charms. Zhong Fabai holds a peach wood sword, lights up the seven-star lantern, and opens the altar to ask the ancestor for help.

It's not a 'divine attack', but a 'magic skill'. The risk of divine attack is too high. It's easy to invite a god, but it's hard to give it away. If you really invite an evil god, it will be a lot of fun.

What Zhong Fabai invited was his ancestor, or to be more precise, it was his ancestor's magic power.

He didn't have enough spiritual power to directly open the closed ghost gate, so he could only use the ancestor's magic power to protect himself.

Don't look at Zhong Fabai who despises Leon for being a bad guy. He doesn't say it in words, but in his heart he is very envious of Leon's tyrannical and unreasonable telepathy.

If he had the power of mind and Taoism, he could destroy a small ghost nest with a wave of his hand, and even the ghost king of the underworld would dare to compete with him.

Closer to home, the ‘magic skill’ has low risks, but it also has shortcomings. The preparation time was too long. Zhong Fabai sat in front of the altar for a long time, and the stick of incense was almost finished burning before he finished asking for merit.

In addition, you must have no distracting thoughts when asking for merit. If you are not sincere or unstable, there is absolutely no possibility of success.

Therefore, this trick is only suitable for pretending to be cool in ordinary times, and it is not enough in case of emergencies.

"The Five Elements and Three Realms, the Eight Diagrams kill ghosts, and the urgency is like a law!"

Zhong Fabai's aura surged throughout his body. He picked up the yellow paper in front of the altar with his wooden sword, placed his two fingers flat on the hilt of the sword, and pushed forward violently. The yellow paper instantly rose up in the air, spontaneously ignited in mid-air, and hit the wall in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

The fire spread across the entire wall, but strangely, the yellow paper stuck to the wall did not move at all, showing no signs of being lit.

Suddenly, a strange cool breeze blew into the prison, and the blazing flames shrank, turning into a ring of fire that could accommodate two people walking side by side.

The gate of hell opens.

"Within one stick of incense, humans and ghosts can enter and exit, so hurry up."

Zhong Fa's white forehead was sweating, his mahogany sword pointed forward, and green smoke slowly rose from the three sticks of incense stuck in the incense burner.

"Lao Zhong has good skills and solid basic skills. Next, just stand aside and watch my performance."

Leon had been waiting for a long time and rushed into the ghost gate impatiently. His appearance was like pouring cold water into hot oil, and the ghost nest instantly exploded.

"a ha ha ha----"

The cries of ghosts and howls were mixed with obscene laughter and the sound of chainsaws. It was hard to tell who was the good guy, and Liao Wenjie didn't even want to go in.

How embarrassing!

"Ajie, what are you doing standing still? Come on together!"

With a wooden sword in one hand and a charm in the other, Zhong Fabai jumped over Liao Wenjie and stepped into the ghost gate, adding more hums to his lewd laughter.

"Fortunately no one is here, otherwise I wouldn't be able to explain..."

Liao Wenjie took a deep breath and stepped into the ghost gate with the ax of the underworld.

Inside the door is a bar with a classic style. It is different from the ghost hallucinations in the outside world. Because of the special location of the ghost nest, the bar can be realized as a physical scene. Even though Liao Wenjie is wearing the [Pure Heaven and Earth Divine Curse], he can't tell what is in front of him. True or false.

The bar that used to be full of sinister winds and ghosts dancing around was now in a mess. The bells turned white and lit spells and set fires everywhere. Leon held up a chainsaw and chased a group of ghosts and fled.

Killing people and setting fires, these two bastards are not positive characters in any way.

Liao Wenjie thought this way, and slashed the sneak-attacking ghost in half with his backhand axe. His face was covered with blood, and he turned his head to look behind him without changing his expression.

Yi Ligui held up the knife in his hand, shivering but did not dare to stab it. When he met Liao Wenjie's gaze, he turned around and ran away in fright.

People are 30% afraid of ghosts, and 70% of ghosts are afraid of people. If people are cruel enough, ghosts will tremble when they see them.

Whoosh!

The ax blade penetrated his chest, and Li Gui fell to the ground without a word. Liao Wenjie stepped forward, stepped on the ghost corpse, and lifted the ax with a squeak.

Not only the bar, but also the ghosts here are entities.

Entering the ghost nest for the first time, Liao Wenjie's eyes were opened. He raised his ax and dropped it, and another ghost head flew high into the sky.

After that, every two steps leads to a ghost, and the heart stops and the hands don't stop.

"Buzz! Buzz buzz——"

Compared to Zhong Fabai, who was setting fires everywhere, and Liao Wenjie, who was wielding an axe, Leon was holding a chainsaw. Let’s not talk about the lethality for the moment, but his deterrence was first-class. In just a moment, not even a ghost figure could be found within ten meters of the surrounding area. Less than.

Bang!

At the end of the bar hall, the wooden door was violently kicked open, and a group of ghost soldiers holding 38-type rifles ran out. The team commander held a samurai sword in his hand and chatted to Leon.

The general meaning is that people and ghosts have different paths, and the water in the well does not cross the river. If Liao Wenjie and the other three leave like this, today's incident will be treated as if it never happened. If not, don't blame him for being cruel.

"Hey hey hey..."

The commander bowed first and then fought, which was quite polite, but Leon didn't understand it at all, or maybe he understood and didn't care at all. He let out a sinister laugh and rushed towards the ghost army with a chainsaw.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang————

There was a loud sound of gunfire, and Liao Wenjie and Zhong Fabai hid behind the pillars. Only Leon ignored them. His magical body protection was invulnerable, and the bullets hitting his body didn't even pause.

He rushed into the pile of ghosts with a few quick steps, swinging the chainsaw in all directions, and the ghost heads on his arms fell off.

Rivers of blood flowed, and the fishy wind blew into the nostrils. Within a moment, the ghost soldiers were all over the place, and no one could be found intact.

The only remaining commander fought bravely, and struck Lyon on the head with a jumping move. He heard the sound of gold and iron, and sparks popped out of the blade. He staggered back holding the katana.

Facing the strong wind, the commander raised his knife to block, but the other party was unreasonable. He and the knife were chopped in half by the electric saw.

Realizing that the three Lyons were not human at all, and that they were here to kill them all today, the ghosts hiding in the ghost nest couldn't sit still, and they rushed out and fled towards the ghost gate.

The ghostly shadows and the scene were chaotic and dense like an ant nest. With an ax in hand, Liao Wenjie had no time to kill them.

As he watched the ghosts rush to the door, suddenly thunder exploded, the yellow paper charms on the wall glowed with blue light, and the faint thunder beams were woven into a net to keep out the ghosts.

"Well done, old Zhong."

Leon's face was covered in blood. It was rare to praise Zhong Fabai, but his smile was a little more ferocious, which felt like he was being sarcastic.

"Hurry up, there are too many ghosts here, and the forbidden curse won't last long."

Zhong Fabai pinched the talisman and swept away thousands of troops with one move, and ghost shadows exploded in succession, but even so, it was still a drop in the bucket.

"Look at me!"

Leon abandoned the chainsaw, took out two bottles of milk from his arms, rushed to the crowd of ghosts and splashed them.

The lethality is nothing to say, no matter how big or small it is, if it touches a drop of milk, it will sizzle and smoke, and roll on the ground in pain.

It’s just that the picture is too cheerful and not serious at all.

Liao Wenjie covered his face and did not dare to look. He threw away the ax in his hand, sat cross-legged and recited the mantra of purifying heaven and earth.

"The heaven and earth are natural, and the filth is dispersed..."

With the blessing of mind power, Liao Wenjie's not too loud voice spread to every corner of the ghost nest.

"The Demon King restrains his hands and guards me..."

The sound was like thunder, and the force was like the wind. With the blessing of mind power, every word contained a huge power, forcing the ghosts to kneel on the ground, and black smoke spread all over their bodies, making them look like ghosts.

"The evil and filth dissipate, the energy of the Tao always remains, and the urgency is like the law!"

As the last word was uttered, the cold and dark energy was washed away, and the ghosts were lost in the black mist. The cold air no longer penetrated the body, and the entire bar was instantly darkened. The disguise faded away, revealing the true appearance of the cave.

"Ajie, are you crazy? You obviously couldn't read a whole paragraph last time."

Leon stepped forward with a look of displeasure on his face. He was in the mood to kill when Liao Wenjie suddenly used a big move, which made him unable to move up or down, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Ajie, your spell is so powerful, how did you practice it?"

Zhong Fabai was very curious. He could also purify the heaven and earth, but even if he recited it a hundred times, it didn't have such power.

"It's nothing. I'm just familiar with my skills. If you practice more, you will be very good..."

"Ajie, don't lie to him."

Leon shook his head and interrupted, patted Zhong's white shoulder, and encouraged: "You can't envy things like qualifications. Be strong. There is a lie that hard work can make up for weakness. Today I give it to you. I hope you work hard and don't Give up on yourself.”

"..."

Zhong Fabai's eyes twitched. The senior master was so miserable that he didn't dare to talk to Leon after all.