Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Although Zhuang Yumeng accepted these ghosts mentally, she still felt deep fear when she saw the horrible faces, and this time the little ghosts walked together. The scene looked extremely scary. Zhuang Yumeng was scared. Drill into Ye Shaoyang’s arms.

“Uh, don’t do it,” Ye Shaoyang quickly drew a bottle of alum water from his backpack, and asked Zhuang Yu Lemon and Little Ma to wash the grass pulp from the eyes, and then re-sprayed the Seven Stars Grass liquid, and opened his eyes, As before, all I saw was a group of cute and lovely children.

Zhuang Yumeng was finally relaxed. Although they have seen their true bodies, they will feel better if they cannot see them.

The group of children came to Ye Shaoyang. The little girl returned the ghost nails to Ye Shaoyang and said, “Great Dharma Master, we have all smelled it. This is probably the smell of a little ghost named A Xing …”

She didn’t finish talking, a little boy with a mushroom head said, “It’s not Axing, it’s Laojiang, I remember the taste.”

“You’re wrong, Axing!” Said a little boy with glasses next to him.

The mushroom head was angry, and said, “Speak as you speak, push me!”

“You misled the Great Dharma Master, what’s wrong with pushing you? You didn’t push me.” He pushed him again.

Two people fought in front of Ye Shaoyang and the others. Two little girls approached to persuade, and the rest of the ghosts stepped forward to cheat and start a fight.

I saw a pair of hair in the glasses grabbing the mushroom head and pulling it hard, pulling his head back and forth.

“My God!” Zhuang Yumen screamed. Little Ma felt a chill in his heart.

Ye Shaoyang didn’t respond, holding his arms to continue to watch, and occasionally watching the ghost fights, it was quite fun.

After the head was pulled out, the body of the mushroom head was not only okay. Instead, he grabbed the young man’s shoulders 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 flowed out immediately.

“Hurry up, give me back your head!” The voice came from the mouth of the head held by the boy in glasses.

“Ah, aw, don’t pinch my heart, put it back!” The boy in glasses screamed in pain.

“You buckle my head first!” The mushroom head continued to pinch his heart.

“Ahhhh, give me your heart first!” The eyes boy yelled, one hand pressed the head, and the other index and middle fingers pressed hard into the 2 eye sockets of the mushroom head. Black-red liquid was ejected.

This time the mushroom head also shouted and hurt, but pinched the heart tighter, and the young boy in glasses also stirred his fingers in his eye socket.

The scene looked both bloody and weird, Zhuang Yumeng frowns tightly and shuddered, “Big Brother Shaoyang, this …”

“It’s just a joke, nothing is fine.”

“Just making trouble …” Zhuang Yumeng was stunned looking at the gloomy scene in front of her.

Ye Shaoyang said with a smile: “You can’t use the condition of people to measure, as long as the ghost does not die, the body can recover regardless of any injuries, otherwise how to perform Transformation Technique.”

Zhuang Yumeng was nodded, and he accepted it, but his visual stimulation was too strong and he was still very uncomfortable.

Seeing this scene, Ye Shaoyang walked over and kicked the two of them, saying, “Don’t make trouble, get up and tell me the business!”

“The Great Dharma Master has spoken, get up!” A big ghost child next to him rushed up, grabbed the head from the young boy in glasses, kicked out like a football, flew around in the air, and flew back, automatically falling On the neck of the mushroom head.

The mushroom head quickly threw the heart to the young man with glasses, holding his head in both hands, shaking it a few times, straightening his position, pressing down, a light flashed at the wound, the wound disappeared immediately, and it returned to clean.

The spectacled boy also stuffed his heart back, rubbed it, and recovered as before.

Two little fellows were lying weakly on the ground, unwilling to move.

“Hurry up and tell me, who is the owner of this ghost nail?” Ye Shaoyang asked, looking over the faces of many little ghosts.

“It should be A Xing,” said the little girl. “It is a ghost with a ghost in the world who lives nearby and seems to be abandoned by others. Come to play when you have time.”

Ye Shaoyang and Little Ma 2 looked at each other, their eyes lit up.

“Where does it live? Take me there,” Ye Shaoyang said. “When it’s done, burn three knives for each of you and ten incense candles.”

A few little fellows immediately showed a surprise expression. The two “wounded people” on the ground got up and yelled at Shaoyang: “Great Dharma Master, I’ll take you there!”

The older ghost child immediately glanced at the two of them and frowned at Ye Shaoyang. “But Brother Guagua hasn’t come yet. We’re waiting for it.”

Ye Shaoyang was startled. “Who is Guagua?”

“It’s our boss. He knows Ghost Messenger. Every time he brings us up and lets 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 heard this, secretly nodded, the little ghost returned to the sun, there must be a leader, this guy also knows to restrict their actions, is a guy who understands rules. So he asked, “Where did he go and when will he return?”

The little girl pursed her mouth and said, “He doesn’t let us go out to play, but every time he goes out and walks around, he will come back about half an hour, Great Dharma Master, if you are not in a hurry, wait for a while.”

“Understood, you can play next.” Ye Shaoyang said, greeting the Little Ma 2 to return to the gazebo, waiting for the ghost named “Gua Gua” to return.

“Is they the little star that we are looking for?” Zhuang Yumeng asked.

“It may be, but we have to meet to know the details,” Ye Shaoyang replied.

Zhuang Yumeng thought for a while and asked, “How can I confirm when we meet, and we don’t know what Xiaoying’s ghost looks like, and there is no portrait or photo?”

Ye Shaoyang smiled. “Of course I have a solution.”

After waiting ten minutes, a gust of wind blew from the gazebo.

“It’s cold.” Little Ma immediately folded his arms.

Ye Shaoyang stood up, turned his head and looked at the woods, his brows frowned slightly, ghost qi … so strong?

A silhouette walked out from the woods, and by moonlight, he could see his face. He was a 6-year-old boy, wearing a yellow cardigan, cotton pants, and long cymbals. Head scratching his head. When Ye Shaoyang saw his dress, he suddenly felt a familiar feeling. Where did he seem to have seen it?

As soon as the child came out, the little ghosts greeted them immediately, cheering up as if the child saw their parents.