Enchanter

Chapter [-]

So after receiving the order to shoot, the soldiers pulled the trigger again and again out of self-preservation, and the gunshots pierced the air like raindrops for a while.

The sparks generated by the friction between the bullets and the air flew away, hitting the black heads in the black mist.

bang bang bang...

That head was very crisp, when the bullet entered, it immediately shattered into fragments and splashed.

But it didn't take long to disintegrate, and soon, the shattered head fragments would immediately recover again, sticking together, without the slightest abnormality.

"Stop, stop for me." The money sword in Yin Hui's hand released a beam of light into the black mist, and then loudly stopped the bullets of those people.

The soldiers couldn't help but stop, and looked back at Yin Hui, not understanding what he meant.

"Don't shoot, your guns can't do them any harm, and you might even startle them." He dissuaded the soldiers.

Thorn also yelled: "Stop, stop shooting, and follow Yin Hui's orders."

In a word, the group of soldiers stopped shooting and looked at the smoky skeleton in front of them with some fear.

"Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack .

"Who are you, and why are you making trouble here?" Yin Hui pointed at a spell and said a series of words, and then threw the spell into the black mist skull.

Soon, the yellow talisman burned, and the moment it entered the black mist, it was completely burned and turned into paper ashes.

Bang, just as the yellow talisman was shot into the black mist, another yellow talisman also shot out from it, with a whoosh sound like a sharp arrow, shooting at Yin Hui.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he firmly grasped the ejected spell.

Looking at the yellow talisman, a smile appeared on Yin Hui's face, he nodded slightly, then took out a talisman, and quickly said a series of words: "Don't worry, if you can help me If you summon the soul, I will definitely save you later."

After speaking, he threw the yellow spell into the black mist again.

Soon, the spell was turned into ashes again and was swallowed by the black mist.

"Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack." The black mist quickly dissipated and disappeared in less than a quarter of an hour.

"Thorn, let these soldiers get out of the way and don't gather here. Their yang energy is so strong that ghosts dare not approach them." Yin Hui let out a long breath, left his seat, and walked straight to Thorn.

Thorn, who was stunned by the wonderful scene just now, looked at Yin Hui stupidly, and suddenly found out what she really liked about Yin Hui, that was his serious look when he was playing tricks.

"Thorn, let these soldiers retreat, this will have a great impact on my soul-calling ceremony." Seeing that there was no response from the other party, he shouted again.

"Boss, boss, what are you doing?" Lao Mao also discovered this problem, and poked her on the back vigorously.

Attacked from behind the thorns, he turned his head instinctively, and with a backhand, he grabbed Lao Mao.

But when he heard Lao Mao's familiar screams, he glanced brightly, only to realize that it was Lao Mao who was greeting him.

"Boss, Yin Hui is calling you again, Yin Hui is calling you to withdraw the army." The aggrieved old Mao repeatedly begged for mercy, and stated the purpose of greeting her.

Only then did Jing Ji suddenly realize that, looking at Yin Hui who was walking beside him, he was a little embarrassed, and his cheeks turned red.

This weird scene made Lao Mao stunned. He had never seen a strong woman named Thorn so shy in front of a man, and even blushed her cheeks.

Yin Hui was also a little dazed, he probably didn't expect Thorn to have a woman like this.

"What did you just say?" Thorn seemed to have noticed this tiny detail, and hurriedly asked.

"You should withdraw all these soldiers, the command here has ruined the plan." Yin Hui looked at the group of soldiers and said.

"I'm afraid that our large-scale operation will attract the attention of the local gangsters. Besides, the incredible group has severely attacked the local gangsters here. If the troops are withdrawn, those gangsters are likely to come to make trouble." Thorn said. own ideas.

"It's okay, let's go, even if gangsters come to make trouble, I can still deal with them." Yin Hui said confidently.

"Okay, then let's do it this way." Thorn nodded, and had to compromise, and blew a whistle to attract the attention of the soldiers: "You all return to the team, you are not needed here."

As soon as these words came out, the Chinese army immediately loosened up, and two people who looked like captains walked out, shouted a series of slogans, and ordered the group of people to get on the military truck.

When the soldiers saw the strange black mist, they had long wanted to abandon their armor and drag their troops away, but they were afraid to leave because of the order.Now that the order is revoked, you would be a fool if you don't leave.

Within 3 minutes, dozens of soldiers disappeared without a trace from here.

Yin Hui nodded in satisfaction, walked back to the table of the Eight Immortals, grabbed the money sword and shook it in his hand, and the light and shadow of the sword wreaked havoc everywhere.

Not long after, the black mist gathered together again, revealing black human heads, thick and gloomy, with claws and teeth bared.

"Did you find anything?" Yin Hui said a word to the talisman, and then drove the talisman into the black mist.

"Is it a Japanese named Shanbian Youyuan?" The black mist actually roared out such a miserable maroon female voice.

He froze for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to be able to speak human language.

"Yes, that's him." He said hastily.

"The mountains are so far away... Hahahaha, the enemy's road is really narrow. The enemy who killed us actually walked into our territory by himself. The heavens have eyes, hahahaha."

"What do you mean... what kind of enemy..." Yin Hui felt his head was beaten.

Thorn and Conan Doyle were not much better either. They were shaken by the sharp ghost voices, and they were a little angry and bloody, with stars in their eyes.

That voice is too dark, entering the body will inevitably destroy the balance of the body.

"During the War of Resistance Against Japan, we were active on the battlefield as a women's assault team, fighting against the Japanese army. But later, we fell into the hands of Youyuan Shanbian, hahahahaha, do you know how he dealt with us? of?"

The group of female ghosts cried miserably together, their hearts were trembling with deep resentment.

"You mean...you died at the hands of Youyuan on the side of the mountain?" Yin Hui was also a little frightened. If this was the case, things would be troublesome.

The resentment of the female ghost group is too deep. If they insist on going their own way, they may not be their opponents.

What to do now.

"Yes, we died at his hands." The miserable ghost cried out, and with the accompaniment of the wind, it sounded even more creepy.

"He captured us alive and sent him to an army of 2 people to serve as ### until he finally tortured us to death...haha... tortured us to death..." At this moment, the voice was full of hatred, and the voice seemed to be They were all stuffed with blood clots, and their voices were trembling.

"What..." Yin Hui's mind was in a mess for a while. These female ghosts died wronged, they were hostile and cautious, and there were a large number of them. They were not opponents at all. It was not easy to get back the soul far away by the mountain.

"Ah Saralei...Ah Saralei..." A Japanese bird's cry suddenly came from among the female ghosts. It was extremely miserable, as if she was asking for help.

If you think about it with your cerebellum, you know that the owner of that voice is Shanbian Youyuan.

"Let me tell you, Shanbian Youyuan came to China this time to make amends. You hand him over to me, let him confess his crimes, and give you justice, how about it." Yin Hui knew that he couldn't do it, so he was ready to come Soft.

"Quack, quack, people, let's go, we will not return the souls far away by the mountain. Even if I agree, my sisters and sisters will not agree."

"Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack." More women's shrill laughter came in disorder and it was very frightening.

"Well, if you insist on going your own way, I won't be polite. If you can break up a soul, you can break up a soul. Today we have to get back the distant soul on the mountain no matter what. Master Bird, Taoist, Conan Road Er, come on." Yin Hui casually glanced at Conan Doyle and the others, and found that they had already entered the fighting state, and the black barrel in his hand was pointing directly at the ghost group opposite.

"You must know that you are not the only ghosts who died under the hands of Youyuan on the mountain side. In order to bring justice to the wronged souls of more compatriots, we must snatch back the ghost from Youyuan on the mountain side and make him confess more crimes. Now Japanese textbooks are random Distorting history, saying that the invasion of China is actually for peace. We must collect enough evidence to overthrow Japan’s disrespect for history. If it cannot be overthrown, then the tens of thousands of souls who died in China will be so embarrassing... As China Man, how can we be in love..."

When Yin Hui mentioned the emotion, his voice trembled, and he even shed two lines of tears.

Even the thorns were a little silly. Although he knew that what Yin Hui said was false, his magnetic voice was so powerful that she was a little moved by him, so she almost clapped her hands and applauded.

Lao Mao also looked at Yin Hui in a daze, a little in disbelief: "A great master is so concerned about the fate of the country... What kind of spirit is this? This is an extremely pretentious spirit."

"Is what you said true?" The female ghost's sinister laughter stopped abruptly, and she asked this question somewhat seriously.

"Hmph, Japan's crime of invading China is unforgivable. The Chinese are trying their best to collect evidence. You are so willing to do things for the Japanese and help them destroy the evidence. Are you... Chinese?" Yin Hui seemed to be caught by his own. Emotions were exaggerated, and the money sword in his hand slapped back and forth on the table, making crackling noises, warning the female ghost: "To tell you the truth, we spent a lot of manpower in order to make Youyuan plead guilty on the mountainside. With financial resources and material resources, if you beat his soul into thin air for revenge, then I can tell you very clearly that the success rate of this crime-collecting operation will directly drop by fifty percent."

"So serious?" The female ghost was really deceived by Yin Hui's nonsense, and asked with some concern.

"Yeah, can't I lie to you?" A smile appeared on the corner of Yin Hui's mouth, and the other party seemed to have fallen into a trap.

"Okay, I'll just trust you once." The group of ghosts seemed to discuss it, and finally replied: "We can return the distant soul on the side of the mountain to you temporarily, but you must use his soul to pay homage to us in the future, otherwise we will absolutely I will not spare you lightly."

"Don't worry, I will definitely use his soul to commemorate your dead souls. Rest in peace, everyone." After speaking, he sprinkled a lot of ghost coins.

The yellow ghost coin flew out across the sky like a controlled small plane, and finally got into the black mist formed by the group of female ghosts.

Not long after, a Japanese man with a mustache floated out of the black mist.