Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Only the young men with meditation signs behind their heads are fine, but they are few. They just pulled back one person, and another one went out with little effect.

“Asura sound!” Ye Shaoyang looked up slowly, looking at the ghost mother.

“Amitabha. No one looks like me, no Painting of All Living Things, no picture of longevity …” 4 Bao dangled his voice and read the Vajra Sutra aloud. After reading it, he found that the voice was too low to fight against ghosts. Mother of Asura.

Ye Bo immediately gave him the trumpet hanging around his neck. 4 Bao recited the sutra to the trumpet. Although the sound was high, the effect was not great.

“What to do!” Little Ma watched as more and more villagers approached the dark border.

“This is the Asura sky sound. It is not enough to fight with the Sanskrit sound,” Ye Shaoyang grabbed Ye Bo and said, “Find another horn!”

Ye Bo turned to find Wang Family Village. Before shouting because of the radio, he also had a portable speaker around his neck. Ye Shaoyang grabbed it and handed it to Little Ma: “Swear!”

“Scolding …?” Little Ma froze, thinking she heard it wrong.

Ye Shaoyang nodded and said: “Just scold hard, use the most filthy language! Swearing is vulgar, can break all ghosts, and can hook back their sage!”

Wang Yu added: “It’s like using the deepest memory to wake up the patient with amnesia!”

He made such an analogy, Little Ma only understood, took the horn, and yelled at Ye Shaoyang: “Ye Shaoyang, you old king, 8 eggs, small beasts peeping at the girls bathing …”

Ye Shaoyang slapped his palm on his forehead, wiped the saliva on his face, and said, “What do you scold me for!”

“No … scold anyone?” Little Ma paused.

“You must scold the ghost mother, use the dirtiest and most vulgar words, go ahead, you are so special, hurry up!”

“Cough cough,” Little Ma coughed twice, and he couldn’t catch a ghost. He was confident in cursing himself. At the moment, he was angry and swearing in the direction of the ghost mother with swear words, “What are you calling a ghost mother?” Right, I think you look like a jellyfish. Do n’t think that your ugly labor and capital do n’t dare to touch you. Look at what you wear. You have a low ratio. When labor and management see you like this, they want to punch you into a silly ratio … “

Hearing Little Ma’s scolding words, Ye Shaoyang and Rui Lengyu accidentally glanced at each other and were sweating.

Vulgar and Sanskrit sounds fly out together, and with the power of the tweeter, it has virtually reached a balance with Asura Tianyin.

Although the villagers did not wake up, most of them had stopped still.

“You mother rice cooker, lose your mother’s …” Ten minutes later, Little Ma’s scolding voice became slower and slower, but not tired, but scolded for ten minutes without repeating, there was no word … …

Ye Shaoyang looked at him and said, “Come on, don’t stop!”

“No more words, can’t swear!”

Ye Shaoyang had a clever idea and said, “Then sing, sing the most vulgar song, the effect is better!”

“The most vulgar song …” Little Ma thought about it and sang to the trumpet, “You are my little little apple …”

The emergence of the Divine Comedy is the limit of vulgar sounds, which evokes the memory of the villagers-especially the bottommost memory in the minds of the aunts. The savvy captured by Asura Tianyin is also being restored a little bit. Closed eyes.

Singing for a while, Ye Shaoyang saw Little Ma tired, turned on the phone’s player, got close to the speaker, and played “Little Apple”.

Rui Lengyu gave him a disgusted look and said, “How do you listen to such songs.”

“No, I use it as an alarm bell. When I hear it every day, I feel shivered. I won’t be sleepy right away.”

Rui Lengyu laughed.

Watching more and more people wake up, Little Ma muttered: “The Divine Comedy still has such a role, it is really a long pose …”

Seeing that his Asura sound was broken, the ghost mother also stopped speaking, with anger in her eyes, watching Ye Shaoyang and waiting.

Little Ma shook her phone at her, and said frantically, “Then go on, I still have the most dazzling ethnic style.”

The ghost mother ignored him, bending her mouth, facing faintly smiled at Ye Shaoyang, turning and drifting away, leaving a cold voice: “Ye Shaoyang, the siege of the city has become, I have time, I will spend it with you, you Some kind kill all these ghosts … “

After the ghost mother left, the vitality slowly flowed. Before the encirclement, Ye Shaoyang saw countless ghost soldiers moved towards and dispersed around, and then led the fairy and those ghost generals.

“Xiao Shuo, Xiao Shuo …” Third Young Lady was still crying aloud, trying to rush forward, hugged by Jane and a few women.

Then, everything was swallowed up by darkness, and looking out, the streets of the town were like a lonely island floating in layers of black waves.

Ye Shaoyang called a few village chiefs and asked them to appease the crowd. Then they took Rui Lengyu and the others and climbed up the mountain where the Ye Family shrine was located. Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, they could overlook the whole picture of the town. .

Rui Lengyu took out a few grapefruit leaves from the bag and wiped everyone’s eyes.

In the world of magic, the true role of grapefruit leaves is not to allow ordinary people to see ghosts, but to see through all ghosts, demons, and evil spirits. Ye Shaoyang does not have grapefruit leaves on his body because he has a clear eye and has his own skills.

After wiping their eyes, everyone opened their eyes and looked down the mountain again.

Dead air still exists, but in the eyes of everyone, it seems to have become translucent, can see countless ghosts, lurking in dead air, forming a circle in the town, giving people a waiting opportunity feel.

Looking closely, the first group in the front are those good ghosts in Guixian Village, but now they look only cruel and sluggish, and they are no longer kind.

“What’s going on, they weren’t like this before …” Ye Xiaomeng murmured.

“They are controlled by the ghost mother’s spells,” Ye Shaoyang sighed, said. “The sages are occupied by suffocation. They are now not just in name only, but also in reality.”

Not far behind this batch of ghosts, there are thousands of ghosts gathered, and dozens of leaders who have red light on their bodies, symbolizing that their level is at least below the ghost, and then four leading fairies, respectively Stand in 1000 directions.

Ghost mother, Ye Xiaoshuo, Xue Qi 3 ghosts are missing.

Except for the first batch of sharp ghosts, the other ghosts are vomiting black gas, performing actions similar to humans’ vomiting. Under their collective action, the dead gas surrounds the town, and works in a clockwise direction. Slow rotation.

This magnificent and terrifying scene made everyone feel a lot of pressure.

“Why the ghost mother is doing this … for what?” Ye Xiaomeng muttered.