Ghost grandmother's village has ghosts

Along the way, Wu Gang met many "acquaintances" on the forked road. These people were basically from Wu Village, but Wu Gang understood that these were phantoms, so he was not afraid, so he went his own way, and did not Pay attention to what pops up in the fork in the road.

"The spirit of the drought... the spirit of the drought" Wu Gang's face was tense, and the Sanyin knife in his hand became tighter. He had to find the spirit of the drought as soon as possible, chop him with the knife and put it in a gourd, so as to save his daughter Thinking of this, Wu Gang's heart couldn't stop.

"Dad~"

"Why is Jin Ling you!"

"I'm trapped outside the Three Realms, dad, save me quickly!"

The voice was miserable with a hint of coolness.

Wu Gang took a closer look at Jin Ling. He was not standing on the side road, but standing straight ahead, facing him.

In this way, Jin Ling should not be a phantom.Wu Gang looked at his daughter again and again, and frowned.

"Dad, I miss you so much, I'm so scared, take me back quickly!" Jin Ling's eyes were red, she threw herself into Wu Gang's arms, and began to sob.

Wu Gang looked at the daughter in his arms, and there was an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Wu Gang raised the Sanyin Dao high and slashed at Jin Ling with the sharp knife, roaring loudly: "Go to hell, the spirit of Hanba! Ah~"

The "Jin Ling" in her arms didn't know where the strength came from, but she suddenly became extremely powerful, and pushed Wu Gang to the ground, turning into a blue flame, and said in a faint voice: "Hmph, learn to be smart!" Now, you actually know that I'm not your daughter!"

"Everything here is fantasy, don't try to deceive me, dry! Poor! Fine! Soul!"

Wu Gang paused every word, looked at the Hanba Jingpo in front of him and said.

Hanba Jingpo actually miscalculated, Hanba Jingpo wanted to pretend to be Wu Gang's daughter and kill Wu Gang, but unexpectedly, Wu Gang took a quick step and slashed at him with the Sanyin knife.

"Stop, stop for me!"

"Ha, you can catch me!" Hanba Jingpo's laughter echoed in the air.

Wu Gang kept running and chasing along the straight route, but with his footsteps, he could outrun this non-ghost thing. What should he do now, Wu Gang began to feel anxious.

"The incense is almost burnt out, little brother, what can we do now!" Aunt Xiaoxue looked at the incense anxiously, there was only a small piece of it, and stamped her feet anxiously.

"Yes, Xiao Zhi, when the time is up, Wu Gang will be trapped outside the Three Realms forever if he doesn't catch the Hanba spirit." Noodles scratched his messy hair, with a worried look on his face.

I pursed my lips, rested my chin with one hand, and twisted my ear hair with the other hand. In fact, I was more anxious than anyone else. This was a risky thing. I also told Wu Gang and his wife before, so it succeeded. And failure is also half of the half, but it's a pity that we learners outside the Three Realms cannot enter.

"How good this is!" I paced anxiously.

"Wow, woof, woof" Xiao Hei's voice rang in my ears.

"Hey! How did I forget you, Xiao Hei!" I knelt down and patted Xiao Hei's head. It seemed that at the critical moment, Xiao Hei had to step in.

Xiao Hei is not a Taoist, but a dog, and the dog can be psychic, which is really great.

"Go in! Xiao Hei, hurry up!"

"Wow!" Xiao Hei turned around and yelled at me, like a trained soldier reporting to the officer.

Xiao Hei's hair was shiny, his eyes were piercing, and his limbs were strong. He jumped forward and broke through one phantom after another.

"Ah!" Wu Gang yelled, his complexion changed drastically, and he saw a pair of sharp hands protruding from the blue flames, about to grab Wu Gang, but at this moment, Wu Gang fell a big somersault, and the sharpness of Han Yan's spirit The claw just grabbed Wu Gang's throat.

"Eh..." Wu Gang felt uncomfortable breathing for a while, his face was ashen, and his tongue stuck out. Could it be that he will die here!

"Woof, woof, woof" came with an extremely positive energy, and Xiao Hei pounced fiercely, trampling the spirit of the Hanba on his feet. Before adding it, I pricked a few drops of blood from Xiao Hei's body and smeared on Xiao Hei's head. Therefore, Xiao Hei's yang energy is even stronger, and the spirit of Hanba is even more afraid.

The Hanba spirit did not expect that a dog would trample itself on its feet, nor did it expect that besides people, there would be such living things coming in here.

Wu Gang got up from the ground, and without any hesitation, he picked up the Sanyin knife and chopped down one by one. After cutting, Wu Gang neatly put the essence of the drought man into the gourd.