The Mightiest Little Peasant

In the ancient well, black smoke rushed out, condensed into a white ghost.

A head of black hair danced wildly, covering the pale face, revealing only a pair of scarlet, terrifying pupils.

A scream, deafening.

Then, the female ghost fluttered her teeth and danced her claws, and rushed towards Daoist Changqing.

In an instant, in this deserted forest, the gloomy wind swept, and there was the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling.

That Liu Qiang hid behind a tree, and when he saw the female ghost rushing out, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Damn it, it's so useless!" Liu Dajun scolded secretly.

Changqing Daoist's face changed, and he sneered, "A little bit of Taoism! It's a pity that you ran into me! Wu that evil beast, slay it!"

He shouted, and with a flick of his fingers, a yellow talisman flew out and slammed into the female ghost, bursting open and bursting with fire.

The female ghost froze and screamed.

"Wu that beast, eat another talisman from me!" Daoist Changqing shouted sharply, and another talisman was smashed out.

After a few strokes, the female ghost screamed again and again, became more and more furious, and became crazy.

"My day, still not dead?"

Changqing Dao grew up and was taken aback, and couldn't help but utter swear words.

According to the usual practice, after such a few strokes, this ghost should be dying, but now this female ghost is clearly still alive and well.

"Mother, I'll fight with you!"

Changqing Daochang's face was a little unbearable, he coughed lightly, grabbed a gourd around his waist, opened the lid, and waved a splash of water at the female ghost.

"Taste my precious boy urine!"

"Try my black dog blood again!"

The Taoist master roared and opened another gourd.

Boy's urine, and black dog blood, have a certain restraint effect on ghosts.

Then, the Taoist priest sacrificed the peach wood sword behind him, cut off the palm of his hand, and slashed at the female ghost with a puddle of blood.

This battle was only fought in darkness.

Tang Hao nodded secretly when he saw it, thinking that this old Taoist was really capable, and his cultivation was not high, but he did have a knack for fighting ghosts.

After fighting for a while, the Taoist priest gradually gained the upper hand, slashed away with a sword, and hit the female ghost directly.

what--!

With a shrill scream, the female ghost was severely injured, her figure blurred suddenly, turned into smoke, and ran towards the ancient well.

"Wu that beast, don't try to run!"

The Taoist priest roared, carrying the peach wood sword and hurriedly chasing away.

But at this moment, from the ancient well, there was an astonishing howl of ghosts and wolves, like countless ghosts, rushing up.

The Taoist priest was stunned for a while, and stared blankly at the ancient well, where black smoke billowed out, condensed into ghosts, hovering in the air, showing his teeth and claws at him.

"I... my day!"

The Taoist priest was stunned for a few seconds, and his face turned white.

He has absolutely no problem dealing with one, but with so many ghosts, how the hell is he going to fight!

Liu Dajun, who was beside him, also turned pale, and realized that something was wrong, "Daoist, what should I do?"

"What should I do? Of course I'm running!"

The Taoist master roared, turned around abruptly, and ran away.

Liu Dajun pulled up Liu Qiang on the ground and ran to the villa.

The two were running, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. Looking back, Tang Hao was still there, motionless, while the group of ghosts rushed towards him.

This scene scared Liu Dajun to the ground, "Xiao Tang, run!"

"Stinky boy, what are you doing, why don't you run!" The Daoist was so anxious that his face turned green.

I have seen it all, he can't wait to die! But once saved, he might risk his own life.

"This stinky boy, idiot!" He scolded Tang Hao in his heart.

But after struggling for a while, he still carried the peach wood sword, ready to rescue.

In the face of a group of savage ghosts, Tang Hao's face was indifferent, without the slightest fear, instead he grinned with a bit of interest.

Such a gesture made all the Specter instantly furious, hissing and screaming, and madly rushing to the front.

Seeing this, the Taoist leader was shocked and whispered: "It's over!"

Being besieged by so many ghosts, even he would hate it, let alone this kid.

"Ugh!"

The priest sighed.

At this moment, Tang Hao twitched the corner of his mouth. Facing a group of vicious Specters, he slowly raised a finger, as if it was an understatement, and pointed forward.

In an instant, at the fingertips, a ray of brilliance flashed, suddenly brightening.

As soon as he pointed it out, a gust of wind rose, and thunder flashed, gushing out from his fingertips, sweeping the Quartet with the power of embezzlement.

The group of ghosts instantly retracted their bodies, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, showing extreme horror. Then, with a rout, he turned around and ran away frantically.

However, it was all too late.

The thunder light rolled away, and the ghosts exploded all over their bodies, disappearing into ashes.

One puff and one puff, just like exploding fireworks, it is a bit spectacular.

In an instant, a group of ghosts died cleanly, leaving only the female ghost standing in the air not far away.

The female ghost widened her eyes with a stunned expression on her face.

Not far away, Daoist Changqing and Liu Dajun both had the same dumbfounded expressions.

For a time, this deserted forest fell into a strange silence.

Then, there was a crackling sound.

Daoist Changqing slapped himself severely.

"Damn, it hurts! ****** is not a dream!"

After realizing this, he looked at the front again, and the young man standing still took a deep breath.

What an old man he is! A real master!

Changqing Dao's long legs softened and he almost knelt down.

As soon as he remembered that he was still in front of the connoisseur, he was still working with an axe and laughing at this expert who didn't know how to catch ghosts, so he wanted to dig a crack in the ground and get in by himself.

Shame! What a shame!

This little bit of Taoism, in front of such a high-level person, is considered a fart!

When he thought about it again, he was so old that he was not as good as a little baby, and he was so sad that he almost wiped tears.

Beside him, Liu Dajun was directly blinded.

He only listened to Tang Hao saying that he had learned a little bit of ghost hunting, but looking at it now, how could he have learned a little bit and killed so many ghosts in one shot, it was simply too good to be true.

"Master! You're a fucking master!"

Liu Dajun slapped his thigh and was so excited.

At this time, the female ghost finally came to her senses, screamed, and was about to run away.

"Don't try to run!"

Tang Hao snorted coldly, and with a flick of his hand, a flash of spiritual light flew out, but it was a jade talisman.

The female ghost screamed and vanished.

With this hand, the Taoist priest was stunned for a second, and exclaimed: "What a powerful talisman! As expected of an expert!"

Tang Hao walked to the ancient well and probed into the well.

There are still ghosts left in it, which is gloomy, but after careful inspection, there are no ghosts.

"All right!"

He clapped his hands, turned around and walked back.