Urban Witcher

Only those boys with meditation symbols on the back of their heads are fine, but they are few in number, and just pulling one back, another one goes out next to them, which has little effect.

"Asura Tianyin!" Ye Shaoyang slowly raised his head, looking at the ghost mother.

"Amitabha. There is no one, no self, no sentient beings, no longevity..." Sibao recited the "Diamond Sutra" aloud with his throat hanging. sound.

Ye Bo immediately handed him the trumpet hanging around his neck, and Sibao recited Buddhist scriptures to the trumpet. Although the voice was very loud, the effect was not great.

"What should I do!" Xiao Ma was anxious as he watched more and more villagers approaching the border of the black air.

"This is Shura Tianyin, you can't just use Sanskrit to fight against it," Ye Shaoyang grabbed Ye Bo, and said, "Find another trumpet!"

Ye Bo turned around and found the village head of the Wang family. He had a portable speaker hanging around his neck because he was shouting on the radio before. Ye Shaoyang grabbed it and handed it to Xiao Ma: "Curse!"

"Call...?" Xiao Ma was stunned, thinking he had heard wrong.

Ye Shaoyang nodded and said, "I just want to curse hard, using the most obscene language! Cursing people is a vulgar sound, which can break all ghost tricks and win back their sanity!"

Wang Yu added from the side: "It's like using the things with the deepest memory to wake up a patient with amnesia!"

It was only when he made such an analogy that Xiao Ma finally understood, took the trumpet, and cursed at Ye Shaoyang: "Ye Shaoyang, you bastard little bastard who peeked at girls taking a shower..."

Ye Shaoyang slapped him on the forehead, wiped the spittle from his face, and said, "Why are you scolding me!"

"No... you can scold anyone?" Xiao Ma was stunned.

"Then you have to scold the ghost mother, use the dirtiest and most vulgar words to scold, go ahead, you are only so good at it, hurry up!"

"Cough cough," Xiao Ma coughed dryly. He was not good at catching ghosts. He was still confident in cursing people, so he sank into his dantian and cursed in foul language in the direction of the ghost mother, "What the hell are you calling ghost mother?" Yeah, I think you look like a jellyfish, don't think that you are so ugly that labor will not dare to touch you, look at what you are wearing, green tea whore, killing Matt, rural non-mainstream pretending to be Bai Fumei , you lo-bi, labor and management want to punch you as a fool when they see you like this..."

Hearing Xiao Ma's cursing words, Ye Shaoyang and Rui Lengyu glanced at each other, both sweating.

The vulgar sound and the Sanskrit sound flew out together, and with the power of the tweeter, they reached a balance with Shura Tianyin invisibly.

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

"Your mother is a rice cooker, I lost your old mother's..." Ten minutes later, Xiao Ma's voice of cursing became slower and slower, not because he was tired, but because he scolded for ten minutes without repetition, he really ran out of words... …

Ye Shaoyang looked at him and said, "Keep scolding, don't stop!"

"I'm out of words, I can't swear!"

Ye Shaoyang had an idea, and said: "Then sing, the most vulgar song, the effect will be better!"

"The most vulgar song..." Xiao Ma thought for a while, and then sang into the trumpet: "You are my little apple..."

As soon as the Divine Comedy came out, it was the limit of the vulgar sound, which aroused the deepest memories in the minds of the villagers—especially the aunts. The sanity captured by Shura Tianyin also recovered little by little, and unfolded one by one. Eye.

After singing for a while, Ye Shaoyang saw that the little horse was tired, so he turned on the player of his mobile phone, moved closer to the speaker, and played "Little Apple".

Rui Lengyu gave him a disgusted look, and said, "Why do you listen to this kind of song?"

"No, I used it as an alarm clock. Every day when I hear it, I feel refreshed, and I don't feel sleepy right away."

Rui Lengyu chuckled.

Seeing more and more people come to their senses, Xiao Ma murmured: "So the Divine Comedy still has such a function, it's really a long pose..."

Seeing that her Asura Tianyin was broken, the ghost mother also stopped speaking, with anger in her eyes, she looked at Ye Shaoyang and the others.

Xiao Ma shook the phone at her, and said happily: "Go on, I have the most dazzling ethnic style."

The ghost mother ignored him, curled her mouth, smiled faintly at Ye Shaoyang, turned around and drifted away, leaving a cold voice: "Ye Shaoyang, the siege of the city is complete, I have a lot of time, spend it with you, you have the guts Just kill all these ghosts..."

After the ghost mother left, the dead air flowed slowly. Before closing the encirclement, Ye Shaoyang saw countless ghost soldiers spread out towards the surroundings, and then greeted the fairy and those ghost generals.

"Xiaoshuo, Xiaoshuo..." Sanniang was still crying bitterly, trying to rush over, but was hugged tightly by Aunt Zhen and several women.

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

Ye Shaoyang called a few village chiefs and asked them to appease everyone, and then led Rui Lengyu and others to climb up the mountain where the Ye Family Ancestral Hall was located. Standing on the edge of the cliff, looking down, he could overlook the whole town.

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

In the world of magic, the real 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 eyesight and skills.

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

The dead air still exists, but under the eyes of everyone, it seems to have become translucent, and countless ghosts can be seen, lurking in the dead air, forming a circle around the town, giving people a feeling of waiting for an opportunity to act. Feel.

Looking closely, the first group in the front are those kind-hearted ghosts from Guixian Village, but now they only look ferocious and dull, and they are no longer kind.

"What's going on, they weren't like this before..." Ye Xiaomeng murmured.

"They were controlled by the ghost mother's spell." Ye Shaoyang sighed, and said, "The mind has been taken over by the hostility, and now they are veritable ghosts."

Not far behind this group of ghosts, there are thousands of ghost soldiers gathered, and dozens of leaders with red lights on their bodies, which symbolizes that their level is at least below the ghost heads, and then four guide fairies, respectively Stand in four directions.

The ghost mother, Ye Xiaoshuo and Xueqi disappeared without a trace.

Except for the group of fierce ghosts at the front, the rest of the ghosts are breathing black air, doing the same movements as human beings. Under their collective actions, the dead air surrounds the town, moving in a clockwise direction. Rotate slowly.

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

"Ghost mother did this...what on earth is it for?" Ye Xiaomeng murmured.

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