Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Although Zhuang Yujin accepted these ghosts in his mentality, he still felt a deep fear when he saw a horrible face. And this time the little devils walked together and the scene looked extremely horrified. Drilling in the arms of Ye Shaoyang.

"Hey, don't," Ye Shaoyang quickly took out a bottle of alum from the backpack, let Zhuang Yu and pony wash the grass pulp on the eyes, and then sprayed a little seven-star grass, blinking, and As before, I saw only a group of cute and lovely children.

Zhuang Yu Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief, although they have already seen their true body, but if they can't see it, the psychological feeling will still be better.

The children came to Ye Shaoyang, and the little girl returned the ghost nails to Ye Shaoyang and said, "The Master, we have all heard of it. This is probably the taste of a little devil named Axing..."

She didn't finish her words, a little boy with a mushroom head said, "It's not A Star, it's Laojiang. I remember this taste."

"You are wrong, it is A-star!" A little boy wearing glasses pushed him and said.

The mushroom head was angry and said: "If you talk, talk, push me!"

"You misled the Archmage, what happened to you, you haven't pushed me." He pushed him again.

The two men fought in front of Ye Shaoyang and others, and the two little hoes stepped forward to persuade them. The rest of the little devils went up and screamed.

I saw a pair of glasses holding the hair of the mushroom head, pulling it hard, and smashed his head.

"God!" Zhuang Yumin screamed. The pony is also a bit of a cold.

Ye Shaoyang has no reaction, holding his arm to continue watching, and occasionally watching the kid fight, it is also very fun.

After the head was pulled out, the body of the mushroom head was not only okay. Instead, he grabbed the shoulder of the glasses teenager and inserted one hand into his stomach. When he pulled it out, he held a hot heart in his hand and squeezed it hard. A black blood immediately flowed out.

"Come on, give me your head back!" The voice came from the mouth of the head that was hugged by the glasses teenager.

"Hey, hey, don't pinch my heart, let's go back!" The glasses teenager screamed in pain.

"You put my head on me first!" The mushroom head continued to pinch his heart.

"Oh, give me your heart first!" The eyes of the teenager shouted, one hand pressed the head, the other hand's **** in the food slammed into the two eye sockets of the mushroom head, a bang, the eyeball burst, A black and red liquid is ejected.

The mushroom head shouted loudly, but the heart was pinched tighter. The glasses teenager also stirred his fingers back and forth in his eye socket. Both of them hurt.

The scene looked **** and strange, and Zhuang Yu Ning frowned and shuddered. "Shaoyang brother, this..."

"It’s just a noisy, nothing."

"Just playing trouble..." Zhuang Yu-Ning looked at the scene in front of him and was stunned.

Ye Shaoyang smiled and said: "You can't use the situation of people to measure. If the ghost is not destroyed, the body can recover no matter what kind of injury, or how to change it."

Zhuang Yulian nodded, and the heart was accepted, but the visual stimulation was too strong and still very uncomfortable.

Ye Shaoyang saw this scene and walked over. He kicked a kick on both of them and said, "Don’t make trouble, get up and say good things to me!"

"The Archmage spoke up, get up!" A ghost child next to a big point rushed up, took the head from the glasses boy, kicked out like a football, flew back in the air and flew back, automatically falling on The head of the mushroom is on the neck.

The mushroom head quickly threw the heart to the glasses teenager, holding his head in his hands, swaying a few times, positioning the position, pressing down, the wound flashed a bright light, the wound immediately disappeared, and the restoration was smooth.

The glasses teenager also stuffed his heart back, smashed it, and recovered as it was.

The two little guys were lying on the ground with powerlessness and were reluctant to move.

"Come on me, who is this master of ghost nails?" Ye Shaoyang looked over from the faces of many little ghosts and asked.

"It should be A Star." The little girl said, "It is a ghost of a ghost in the world. It lives nearby, as if it was abandoned. There is time to come here to play."

Ye Shaoyang and the pony looked at each other and their eyes lit up.

"Where does it live, take me over." Ye Shaoyang said, "After the incident, I will give you three papers and ten incense sticks."

A few of the little guys immediately showed a surprise expression. The two "wounded" on the ground climbed up and rushed to Yang Shaoyang: "Master, I will take you there!"

The ghost child who had the big point before immediately stunned the two and frowned at Ye Shaoyang: "But the big brother of Guagua has not come yet, we have to wait for it."

Ye Shaoyang was shocked. "Who is the melon?"

"It's our boss. He knows ghosts. Every time he brings us up, let us play here. He asks us not to leave the playground. If we violate it, he won't bring us up next time."

Ye Shaoyang listened to this, secretly nodded, the little devil was still yang, certainly there is a leader, this guy also knows to limit their actions, is a guy who knows the rules. Then he asked: "Where did he go, when will he come back?"

The little girl snorted: "He won't let us go out to play, but every time I go out for a walk, I will come back in about half an hour. If you are not worried, wait for a while."

"Know, you can go play." Ye Shaoyang finished, greeting the pony two back to the pavilion, waiting for the ghost called "Guagua" back.

"The little star they said, is the little ghost we are looking for?" asked Zhuang Yulin.

"There may be, but the specifics have to meet before I know." Ye Shaoyang replied.

Zhuang Yuxiang thought for a moment and asked: "How to confirm when you meet, we don't know what Xiaoying's ghosts look like, and there are no portraits or photos."

Ye Shaoyang smiled. "Of course I have a way."

After waiting for ten minutes, a cool breeze came from outside the pavilion.

"It's so cold." The pony immediately hugged his arms.

Ye Shaoyang stood up and turned to look at the grove. The brow wrinkled slightly, the ghost... so strong?

A figure, walked out from the woods, through the moonlight, can see his face, is a six or seven-year-old boy, wearing a beige pair of small clips, cotton pants, long 憨Head camphor. When Ye Shaoyang saw his dress, his heart suddenly felt a familiar feeling. Where did he seem to have seen it?

As soon as the child came out, the little ones rushed up and swarmed up like a child seeing a parent.