Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

Chapter 162
"Fuck, what's the sound?"

"There was a paper figurine that moved and could still talk. Are the performances so amazing now?"

"The sound effects are amazing."

……

The onlookers didn't notice anything, but thought it was a deliberate performance.

A few bold ones moved forward, and the paper figurines smiled happily:
"A lot of bodies, enough, enough."

As he spoke, he tremblingly stretched out his hand made of paper, and touched the door of a person.

The man subconsciously wanted to hide.

"Let him touch, let him touch."

"Touch for good luck, my buddy will make a fortune in the coming year."

……

People around booed.

"Get out of the way!" Yun Qi yelled, and patted Yang Xiu's shoulder, her milk voice clearly and forcefully ordered: "Hold me over!"

There were too many people, and they all squeezed in front of the paper figurine. She was a child, so she couldn't squeeze in at all, and someone might step on her feet.

Yang Xiu: "Huh?"

Go back and ask Qin Luo for his opinion.

Qin Luo hurriedly said, "It's all up to Xiao Qi."

Yang Xiu let out an "oh", and hurried over with Yun Qi in his arms.

And Yang He stretched out his arms to block Qin Luo - if I remember correctly, the young master has a special constitution to provoke dirty things.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Yang Xiu hugged Yun Qi and squeezed the crowd away, seeing the creaking and slow movement of the paper man's hand, which was about to touch the face of the person in front of him, he immediately freed up a hand and held the man Pulled behind.

The man was unprepared, stumbled, barely stood up, furious, pulled Yang Xiu and questioned: "How do you hit someone? Come first, come first, do you understand?"

Before Yang Xiu could speak, Yun Qi slapped the man on the forehead, slapping away the black air lingering in his hall, "Who came first with you? Just waiting to die in such a hurry!"

"Hey, you kid..."

Before the man finished speaking, he saw the paper figurine in front of him stand up abruptly, his figure soared to the height of three or four people stacked up, his whole body exuded dense black air, and bloody tears flowed from his scarlet eyes:
"I hate quarrels, I hate quarrels, you guys don't take me with you when you quarrel, are you looking down on paper figurines?!"

When the voice fell to the ground, the cold breath rose suddenly, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

At this time, only the onlookers noticed something was wrong, and one of them pointed at the paper figurine tremblingly:

"No...it's not a sound effect...its mouth is moving!"

"It's true, it's true...a ghost." Another person echoed.

"Oh my god, there is a ghost!" The elder brother who was almost touched by the paper figurine screamed, squeezed out of the crowd, and fled.

The people behind also noticed the abnormality, backed away in shock, and ran away screaming.

"What happened?" An actor took off his mask and pulled the drowned ghost next to him. "What are they running?"

The drowned ghost turned his head slowly, his face was swollen with hair, and his upper and lower lips were eaten by fish, revealing his everted gums.

"Hehe!" The drowned ghost smiled at him, exhaling a strong stench.

"Fuck." The actor quickly fanned the wind with his hand, "Brother, what did you eat, why is it so smelly..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a swollen eyeball of the drowned ghost falling out of the eye socket, and a corpse insect also drilled half of its head out of the eye socket.

"Fuck, ghost, what a ghost!"

The actor threw away the mask in fright and staggered away.

More and more ghosts began to appear——

The hanged ghost's half-drawn tongue twitched, and the corners of his mouth were drooling.

The wedding dress ghost's black hair was scattered, his black hands lifted the hijab, and his all-black eyes rolled around.

……

There was chaos on the long street, people screaming, crying, running around like headless chickens.

The long street, which was still lively just now, suddenly became deserted. After most of the people had fled, there were as many as one or two hundred ghosts left behind.

They stood scattered in twos and threes, and waited for everyone to leave before slowly raising their heads. There was a creaking sound from their necks, and their pupils and ghosts looked in the direction of Yun Qi neatly, then turned around and moved their feet, step by step towards Yun Qi. she comes.

Yang Xiu was so frightened that he trembled all over, "Little master, they...they are looking at us, what should we do?"

Yun Qi patted Yang Xiu's hand, which she was afraid of, and motioned him to let her go down.

"Uncle, go and protect little brother, there is Xiaoqi here."

"Little master, can you do it alone?"

"If Xiao Qi can't do it, who can do it?" Yun Qi tilted her head, smiled sweetly, and waved her little hands, "Go, little brother needs you there."

Hearing this, Yang Xiu quickly turned around and ran to Qin Luo's side, one after the other with Yang He to protect Qin Luo.

"Xiao Qi!" Qin Luo frowned, looking towards Yun Qi.

In front of Yun Qi, about one or two hundred ghosts came towards her at the same time, surrounded by thick fog, these ghosts walked slowly, all of them tilted their heads, drooped their shoulders, and looked dull like zombies in movies.

Yun Qi waved her hand back, and the little milk voice was sweet, "Don't worry, little brother, it's just some puppets, Xiao Qi is not afraid."

After that, she frowned and touched the five copper coins hanging around her neck.

There are so many ghosts, it's too slow to fight with five copper coins.

And these guys said they were ghosts, but it was more appropriate to describe them as murderous corpses.

They don't have their own thoughts and wills, and they completely obey the mastermind behind the scenes, and they don't even feel pain and sorrow.

As long as they are not wiped out, they will continue and never stop.

Thinking of this, Yun Qi withdrew her hand, stepped on her little foot, and flew into the air, actively flying towards the group of murderous corpses.

After spinning a few times in mid-air, the body landed steadily, while the ferocious corpses swarmed up, forming an airtight encirclement, and then slowly and gradually closed.

"Hehe!" Hundreds of ghosts opened their mouths at the same time, raised half of their rotten faces, and let out dull and strange laughter.

"Join us."

"Come on, it's fun."

The encirclement became smaller and smaller, the corpses stretched out their arms, and their curled nails got closer and closer, almost grabbing Yun Qi.

"Little Master!" Yang He and Yang Xiu couldn't help shouting, and cold sweat rolled down their faces.

"Xiao Qi..." Qin Luo wanted to rush over, but was grabbed by Yang He, "Master, you can't go, the little master can't deal with them, let alone us..."

"Hee hee," a sweet laugh sounded, followed by that familiar milk voice, "Who says I can't handle it?"

In the gradually closing circle, Yun Qi drew a golden halo with her fingertips, and chanted:
"Lingbao talisman, tell the nine heavens; Dry Radana, Donggang Taixuan; Kill demons and bind evil, save thousands of people. The evil spirits dissipate, and the impermanence exists!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the circle of light on her fingertips suddenly spread, forming a huge energy wave, like a round of golden sun engulfing all the murderous corpses.

In an instant, the wind direction reversed, and the sky and the earth became clear.

Hundreds of ferocious corpses stopped abruptly, then widened their eyes, opened their mouths, covered their faces with their hands, dug their curled long nails into the rotting flesh, and let out a piercing roar:

"what--"

"It hurts!"

"It hurts, let me go!"

……

In the golden light group, the black air on the murderous corpse was gradually absorbed and swallowed by the golden light, and the darkness under the eyes gradually faded, and finally turned into bluish white.

Then all the murderous corpses lowered their hands heavily, their heads drooped, and they remained motionless.

The stench in the air also disappeared, and a cool breeze blew across the long street. Yang He and Yang Xiu shook their heads and exchanged glances.

The gloomy ghost just now disappeared, and it was replaced by tranquility and peace.

It seems... these murderous corpses were purified in an instant.

"Master Xiao Qi?" Qin Luo pushed aside the two brothers and walked forward quickly. "Are you OK?"

"It's okay," Yun Qi walked out of the encirclement with a smile. "These are actually not pure souls, but corpses. They were refined into murderous corpses before the soul was separated from the body, so they are different from ordinary ghosts. They can touch people's bodies and cause physical damage to people. sexual harm."

"So it is."

Yang He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He had heard before that Yin and Yang are separated. After death, the soul cannot touch the living person, and neither can the living person.

But these guys in front of him, if what Zhao Yunqi said were murderous corpses, they were obviously more terrifying than ordinary dead souls.

　Sort out the plot line and modify the content.

　　New chapters may be released late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)