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If the normal development continues, it is your turn to show your hands, find a way to dispel the ghost over the village of Luoxin neighborhood, defeat the former subordinates of the altar master, and clean up the place?

Song Shuhang saw the ghost over his head, but sighed.

At the end of the day, he was just a little monk in the realm of knowledge, and he had not practiced Buddhist or Taoist exorcism.

Although he has eight powerful 'evil breakers’ on him, ‘evil breakers' can only cover a limited range. Even if all evil breakers are used with one breath, all ghosts over the village cannot be expelled.

So good steel needs to be used on the blade. In order to keep the villages in Luoxinxing neighborhood clean, it is best to strangle the source of the ghost, find the subordinates of the altar master and destroy them. Eight ‘demon breakers’ are to be used against the altar master's subordinates.

As long as the mastermind behind the ghost is defeated, the ghost will naturally dissipate when the sun shines.

All right, so much thought is useless —— Song Shuhang, who doesn't even know where the enemy is, can only wait for the enemy to show up and see how powerful the enemy is.

If the enemy is weak - then do it!

If the enemy is strong - still do it! He has a palm thunder, sword charm, nail charm, bronze ring, disposable flying sword, and a bean dog fur. If you really show it, you can get rid of a few people who are stronger than him!

If you really can't... he has at least ‘Miles of Flying' in there, he can fly to Senior White in one breath. By then, whatever happens, Senior White will have his back up.

During the reflection, Grandpa Tupo welcomed the three of us into the house.

“Come inside, everyone. Pick some plums these past few days. It's sweet. ”

Grandma Tubo had already prepared a rich meal. It was kind of a wind wash for Song Shuhang's three people. When the three drove all the way here, they didn't even eat the meal.

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“Grandpa, you called me the day before yesterday and said something bad happened to the village. What happened?” At dinner, Tupo asked, he was still a little worried about Grandpa.

Grandpa sighed in his heart, although the mysterious little girl was not there, but since Tubo mentioned it, he was not bored: “There have been several strange things in the village recently, first of all, the mountain road you entered the village, do you have any impression? ”

Tuba nodded, listening to Grandpa on the phone.

“There were three traffic accidents on that mountain road in five days.” Grandpa Tubor sank: “It wasn't two cars that collided, and the owner didn't drive tired or drunk, so when it was on and on... suddenly the front windshield was cut open like something sharp and then turned over on the side of the road. Three traffic accidents, all identical. ”

If only together, it can be considered an accident. But if there are three weird traffic accidents that are exactly the same, it's not right.

“Besides, about ten days ago, there was a strange illness in the village.” Grandpa Tupo frowned: “Many elderly people in the village feel weak, the whole person is not mentally conscious, they want to sleep all the time. Initially only one or two elderly people had this strange disease, and then more and more people developed it, and now one third of the elderly in the village have this feeling of weakness more or less. ”

“Did you go to the hospital? It's not an infectious disease, is it?” Tubo was worried to ask.

“This is the really strange part, where all the sick old people go to the hospital once, from start to finish, but there is only one cause - that is, they have been too tired lately, and the doctor promises that they just need to rest and eat some supplements. And, with the exception of the elderly, all young people are fine.” Tubor is just a little tired, even recently.

Song Shuhang stuffed a yang mei in his mouth and nodded darkly. Young people are fine because they are strong. When the 'subordinates of the altar master' send ghosts to absorb human ‘air and blood', they absorb only a small amount. So young people can survive, but older people feel weak, powerless, and want to sleep.

“Then there's the graveyard behind our village.” Grandpa Tupo smiled bitterly: “The Yellow Gate guy who guarded the tomb said he saw several ghost-like characters with his own eyes, wandering around in the middle of the night. And often the ‘' jump 'rises more than a dozen meters high and disappears. ”

There's a small and medium-sized cemetery on the hill behind Luo Street. Huang Mengfang guards the cemetery.

“Isn't the yellow front teeth faint?” Tubor snorted coldly, obviously not very fond of this guy nicknamed Yellow Gate.

“That's what we thought at first, but then a few people took turns spending two nights in the cemetery with Huang Menteeth, and saw a few 'shadows’ disappearing.” Grandpa Tupo sighed. If he wasn't a little older, he'd like to go to Yellow Gate and watch for two nights.

The cemetery in the back mountain? Song Shuhang's heart moved. Could it be that the scope of activities of the main subordinate of the altar was there?

In addition, Grandpa Tubor said seven or eight strange things.

It is precisely because so many strange things came together that Grandpa Tubo, an old man who firmly believed that 'science is power, believing in science, rejecting superstition’, was cold in his heart and didn't feel right.

Li Yangde listened quietly and finally sighed. If so many things were to happen to him, he had to wonder if there were ghosts.

“Grandpa, should we get ready for some black dog blood?” Tuba laughed funny.

Grandpa Tubor stretched out his chopsticks and tapped him softly: “Don't talk nonsense, I'm just chilling in my heart, looking for you to accompany my old man. “

Tubor hey hey smile.

We had plenty of drinks and tea and started talking.

Grandpa Tubor is a very chatty man. With him, you don't have to worry about the cold field.

After a chat, Song Shuhang stretched out a lazy waist and laughed: “Grandpa, I'm going to go out for a stroll and have a physical activity. I just drove for five hours and I was all stiff. ”

“Shall I stay with you?” Soil waves come out of the mouth.

Song Shuhang pointed to his foot and smiled without saying a word.

Yangdha laughed out loud.

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After leaving Grandpa Tubo's house, Song Shuhang first returned to the car and married a long striped item from the bag, carrying it on his back.

This is the Bao soldiers' knife.

His eyes then fell on a ghost floating on the roof of the Tubor family. It's a freshman ghost, transparent, not even the lowest ranking ghost soldier, but a ghost at best.

It has been swimming in the doorway of Tupo's grandparents, but did not break into the door, obviously attracting Song Shuhang out.

When Song Shuhang came out, the spirits started swimming in front... after swimming 100 meters away, they stopped and waited for Song Shuhang.

Trying to lure me there? Song Shuhang secret lane.

He stuck his hands in his pockets, a 'broken symbol’ in his left hand and a 'shield' in his right hand, just following the spirit.

Go, go, finally, the soul stopped on the top of a mediocre third floor building, the door was hidden, obviously waiting for Song Shuhang to enter.

Before Song Shuhang, gently push open the door and enter it.

There is no one in the room and only one landline is on call hands-free.

“Oh, you're here. Are you the ghost soldier from Muraguchi?” There was a man's voice in the landline that was clearly phony.

Song Shuhang frowned, each other, really cautious.

“Are you the controller of the ghost soldier?” Song Shuhang sank, trying to get some information out of each other's words.

“Oh, we did control that ghost soldier, just didn't expect a straight monk like you so soon. Luckily, however, your strength is not as powerful as we thought.” The man on the phone has a strange voice.

Song Shuhang snorted coldly. I only have one recipe. Are you really sorry?

“Let's get down to business. Forget the stupid ghost soldier you killed before. However, let us persuade you to be quiet for the next few days and leave after a few days in the village... between us, well water does not offend river water! Otherwise, if we are annoyed, we will immediately trigger all ghosts and let everyone in the entire village die of ‘exhaustion’. How many ghosts can you stop by yourself?” The man on the phone sounded silent.

“Are you threatening me?” Song Shuhang Jingdao.

“Well, you can assume that -- we didn't mean to kill, after all, the times are different, and we don't want to do the slaughterhouse thing. All we need to do is quietly absorb two more days of air and blood, and we'll get out of here. Wouldn't it be nice if you and I spent the last two days in peace?” The man on the phone coldly said, "Don't make us kill, we don't want to kill, but that doesn't mean we won't kill! ”

“Huh.” Song Shuhang smiled.

Suddenly, he took a step forward and punched him hard on the phone.

Boom...

The phone was smashed by a punch and drilled out of it in a dark fog.

But it's a ghost.

From the very beginning, no man made a hands-free phone call over the phone - only one ghost hid in the phone and communicated with Song Shuhang.

Not a subordinate of the altar master.

“The next time you play the phone... could you at least plug in the phone line? Don't be foolish.” Song Shuhang turned around and punched the black ghost fog.

“Damn, you found out.” That black haunted fog turned into a man in black armor. The same armor as the ghost soldier at the entrance of the village, but the man in front of the ghost fog is a ghost general.

Ghosts, correspond to the boundaries of the Brothers' Second Class. And unlike ghost soldiers, ghosts will have revived most of their lifetime memories and possessed a certain amount of wisdom.

The ghost will reach out and lift his hand. A large shield will be formed on his arm, blocking Song Shuhang's punch.

Boom...

Song Shuhang takes a step backwards, and the ghost will also be knocked down.

It's not how powerful Song Shuhang is, but the ghost will be in a state of weakness. Just as the ‘ghost will be bitter and haunted' of the altar master's subway in secret, he was in a period of weakness.