Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

The man snorted and stopped crying, and there was a sneer on his face.

"He is the first one."

Ye Shaoyang was worrying about it. Suddenly he felt a force coming, and he took him back two steps. He looked up, a ghost, and glared at another ghost's hair, hiding toward the wall.

Ye Xiaoshuo!

Ye Shaoyang’s thoughts flashed, and she didn’t think about it. She didn’t think about it. She hurriedly took out the yin and yang mirror, scratched the middle finger, pressed it on the mirror surface, shot a blood light, hit the ghost, and cast a layer of blood. For a second, two ghosts passed by the wall.

Ye Shaoyang ran out of the door and chased it out.

Blood and spirits. Before the blood is dry, the ghost can't get rid of the attachment of blood gas, and he can trace the ghost's whereabouts with blood.

Ye Shaoyang chased the village in one breath and went to the north. Pony and Ye Xiaomeng followed closely and ran.

Fortunately, all the way is wild, no house blocking, Ye Shaoyang launched Maoshan volley, the speed is fast, getting closer and closer to the two ghosts until they can see their shadow. When catching up to a hundred or two meters, Ye Shaoyang suddenly stood, took out a small wooden sword from the belt, wrapped six lines on the sword front with a red line, scratched the middle finger, and wiped the line along the line.

"Six hexacle, the pre-order, the blood of the priest, return to evil spirits!" After reading, Ye Shaoyang used the **** to pop the wooden sword, and the wind flew to the two ghosts.

A few seconds later, Mu Jian flew behind the two ghosts, and the six red lines suddenly opened, and they were made into six red lights, interlaced into a net, and the two ghosts were trapped in the middle.

Ye Shaoyang single-handedly printed, perceives blood gas, turns his palms into claws, pulls back, pulls two ghosts to his side, and sees that he is about to succeed, a smoldering wind rises, never knowing where to float a green Lanterns ran across the blood network, and a powerful ghost erupted out, tearing the blood net apart.

The ghost suspected of "Ye Xiaoshuo" released the ghost of Ye Jialiang and floated toward the north. The green lanterns followed all the way, drifting farther and farther.

Ye Shaoyang’s heart was awkward, and his six-six blood was returned to the surgery. Was it actually broken by a ghost lantern?

But fortunately, Ye Jialiang's soul was left behind. Ye Shaoyang walked quickly and made a French seal. She took out Ye Jialiang. I wanted to bring it back and say it. The result turned out to be that he had broken a big hole in his forehead. The green ghost blood was flowing outwards, and immediately stuck with a charm. Stop bleeding, but still feel the ghost power of his body is constantly dissipating.

Ye Shaoyang sighed, this ghost, can't save.

"You should answer a few questions first, lest you die." Ye Shaoyang grabbed his wrist, poured in the suffocating gas, delayed the loss of ghost power, and asked: "Is Ye Xiaoshuo killing you?"

Ye Jialiang whispered: "Yes..."

"Why should he kill you?" Ye Shaoyang asked.

Ye Jialiang sighed faintly: "I deserve it, some of us are damned, I am dead without complaints..."

Ye Shaoyang wondered: "Which people, what do you mean?"

"They will die, we are sorry Xiaoshuo, we will all die, one can't escape..." He was getting lower and lower, suddenly grabbed Ye Shaoyang's hand and looked at him with pleading eyes. Said: "Don't go on, you...not his opponent..."

The body slowly decomposes and turns into a fine capsule that flies around.

It’s hard to catch a clue and it’s broken. Ye Shaoyang shook his head with helplessness.

At this time, the pony and Ye Xiaomeng arrived and asked about the situation. They were so shocked that they could not speak.

"But, if the soul of the soul is Ye Xiaoshuo, why should he pass Ye Jialiang's mouth and ask you to go to the scene? Isn't it afraid that you will catch him?"

"Maybe, it's a warning." Ye Shaoyang said, this is the only reasonable explanation he thinks.

"What should I do now, go back and ask Ye Jialiang's family?" asked Ye Xiaomeng.

Ye Shaoyang pointed to the front and said: "The front is the two mountains. Your father is not saying that the Taoist temple is in the valley. It is just here. I want to see it. By the way, I can explore this valley and see if I can find it. Ye Xiaoshuo's nest."

Then, she and the pony went back to find Ye Jialiang's family, inquired about what entanglement he had with Ye Xiaoshuo before his death, and what he said before the soul flies, what other people are going to die, this is very important, maybe Save them a life.

As a result, Ye Xiaomeng did not want to go back and said, "I will accompany you to the Taoist temple. At the end of the valley, you may not find it alone."

Ye Shaoyang said: "Ye Xiaoshuo may be in the valley, are you not afraid?"

Ye Xiaomeng smiled incomprehensibly. "You are now Ye Shaoyang, but you are not a young master, you are there, what are you afraid of?"

Ye Shaoyang scratched his head. "I am not as invincible as you think."

So I handed the matter to the pony and let him go back alone. The pony also curious to go with it, but knowing that there is danger, it is also cumbersome to go there, and Ye Shaoyang’s business must be done by someone. His boy is mixed. But when it is necessary to do something, then one person returns to the village.

Ye Shaoyang took Ye Xiaomeng together and headed for the two mountains.

Along the way, Ye Shaoyang's brains are all things that Ye Xiaoshuo murdered. He hasn't talked. He has come back and found that Ye Xiaomeng looks at himself from time to time and finally touches his cheeks unnaturally. "What do you always do with me?"

"See why you are Ye Shaoyang," Ye Xiaomeng grinned and suddenly thought that he would praise him several times without knowing his identity. His face was a little hot and he looked down.

In the valley between the two mountains, there is no silence.

But Ye Shaoyang knows that this is not a good place. Beware of Ye Xiaomeng’s caution. “If you encounter any situation, I will let you go and protect yourself.”

Ye Xiaomeng nodded. "My strength can only protect Master Yang. Now you are Ye Shaoyang, it is your turn to protect me."

Ye Shaoyang smiled and said: "Whether I am Ye Shaoyang or Young Yang, I am all me."

Ye Xiaomeng sighed secretly and said: "For me, it is different."

Going down the valley and walking a few tens of meters away, Ye Shaoyang suddenly stopped.

Ye Xiaomeng immediately asked nervously: "What happened?"

Ye Shaoyang kicked a bunch of wild grass in front of him. "The outside is so dry that even the trees are dying. There are still grasses here. Don't you feel weird?"

It was reminded by him that Ye Xiaomeng noticed the details that were easier than neglect, and bent over to look at it. This kind of grass looks a bit like a clover, and the sparsely grows in the valley, and...there is only one in the valley. Grass, no second.

(I didn’t want to explain it, but some people always misunderstood that I was looking for an excuse. In fact, my father’s late lung cancer may have been in these days (today’s illness has turned sharply), daytime care, and the code change after the shift in the evening, so recently The day can only guarantee two chapters. As for the outbreak, if the situation allows the 26th outbreak, if the accident is midway, it will only be pushed back. Since the promise, it will be honored.

This is a happy book. I don't want to say sad things. I just hope that you will understand that there are fewer and more recent ones. The biggest comfort is that you have always supported, will never give up, and will go with me. Everyone pays attention to the plot. Please don't pay too much attention to me personally and affect reading. I wish you all a happy reading. )