I don't know what kind of opera is sung on the stage, the two people are painting bells and whistles, babbling and screaming.

Zhou Fengchen couldn't understand it at all, he was mainly watching the old man and the Taoism of these two actors.

That's right! The old man is a ghost, and the two actors are also ghosts, both of them are the way of a ghost general.

At present, it is certain that with the addition of the old ghost who detained Wang Ce, there are a total of four ghosts.

The key is that these four old ghosts are ready to talk nonsense with themselves?

Weiyang has always been the same as if he was not shocked and would not blink when the sky fell, and then said softly: "Those fools have run away!"

Zhou Fengchen didn't even bother to reply, "They can't run!" ”

"Huh? What do you say? The old man who was leading the way next to him turned his head to see that his face was full of doubts, but there was a strange smile in his eyes.

Zhou Fengchen chuckled and said, "I said...... You can't run away! ”

"You ......" The old man leaned back, his face changing.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps from behind, and Hou Fangping and the four of them ran back again, looking up coldly, their faces turned white.

They remember to keep running! How...... Coming back again?

"Again, is it another ghost hitting the wall?" Tong Qian was about to cry.

Monkey and Wang Ce's father were also breathing heavily.

Hou Fangping was also a little flustered in his heart, this situation was beyond the scope of what he could solve, and subconsciously looked at Zhou Fengchen on the edge of the stage, the other party was still that calm, with one ten-thousandth hope in his heart, and whispered: "Follow him, see what he wants to do?"

The four of them came behind Zhou Fengchen together, and looked up to watch the play with horror.

On the stage is a sword horse, a harlequin, it seems to be a man and a woman, singing rival plays.

At this time, the fog on the stage was shrouded, and the knife Ma Dan raised the knife, "Ah" shouted, and the knife fell in his hand, "Look ~ knife!" ”

Poof—

The harlequin's head was neatly divided, it was really separated, his head was grunting to the side, blood was gushing from his broken neck, and the scene was very bloody, which was beyond the scope of acting.

"Woo-" Tong Qian was already crying quietly and suppressedly, this is too scary, what is this?

Monkey and Wang Ce's father stared wide-eyed, and their breathing was intermittent.

Hou Fangping clenched the peachwood sword tightly, looking nervous.

In front, Zhou Fengchen raised his hand to cover Weiyang's eyes, and he enjoyed watching it.

The old man next to him was also accustomed to it.

At this time, the harlequin's head with a rat tail suddenly flew up strangely, and he was still singing, "Cut off my head~I'm not convinced~"

"Ahh

Tong Qian and the monkey finally collapsed, and turned around to flee with a sigh.

However, as soon as I turned around, I found that the environment behind me had changed again, the grass was overgrown, and there was only one barren road to walk, and there was a big red bridal sedan chair parked on the road at this time.

In front of the sedan chair stood a bride dressed in bright red with a red hijab, her face could not be seen clearly, her hands were folded in front of her chest, her hands were ridiculously white, and her ten fingernails were sharply curved.

On each side of the bride stood a papier-mâché boy and a virgin, painted with disgusting red cheeks and small eyes purring.

"Ahh

Tong Qian and the three of them were hit back and forth, their spirits couldn't stand it, and they all collapsed to the ground with a "poof", wanting to faint, but the air was as cool as water, which was very exciting.

It's her! That old ghost!

Hou Fangping's face changed greatly, he pulled out the peachwood sword violently, and pinched the talisman with the other hand to protect Tong Qian and the three of them, but on this side, he suddenly found that the knife on the stage was four or five meters high, holding two skull sticks in his hands, grinning with black teeth, and laughing weirdly.

The severed head of the harlequin body turned into a skeleton, and a head flew around the body, and under the withered hair, the old face let out a wicked grin.

The only normal person may be the old man who led the way in front, but he suddenly became the first of the accounts like the Republic of China, holding an abacus in his hand, and his face was blue.

Four ...... Old ghost?

Hou Fangping's face was bitter, and he sighed gloomily, he was afraid that he would die today, gritted his teeth, and pointed at the bride with a peachwood sword, "You old ghost, what are you going to do?" ”

The bride spoke, her voice crisp and beautiful, "Today is someone's big day, but you came to look for someone's bad head, and asked me what I was going to do?" Hmph~ I really don't know whether to live or die! I want you to die, all of you! Hahaha......"

Wrapped in yin qi, he slowly approached with a boy and a girl.

"Ahh

Tong Qian and the three of them hugged each other tightly and cried in fright.

Hou Fangping gritted his teeth, clenched his peachwood sword and rushed forward, "Evil beast!" Daring! ”

As soon as he was halfway through, he was smashed down by a huge knife and a bone stick, just hit his back, and suddenly fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

The bride had already arrived, raised her right hand, and with a slight wave, Hou Fangping automatically floated, her face flushed, and the peach wood sword and talisman fell to the ground together.

"Uncle! Uncle Hou! Tong Qian and the monkey cried loudly, desperate to the extreme.

At this moment, a flat, but unquestionable voice came from the corner of the stage, "Are you not there for me?" ”

The scene was instantly quiet, Tong Qian, Monkey and Wang Ce and his father subconsciously turned their heads to look, he? He finally spoke, could he?

The bride's ghost and the three ghosts next to him were also stunned, the highest among them was the bride, and the second-grade ghost would be the way, and the gap between him and Zhou Fengchen was too big, and he couldn't see his Taoism and breath.

Zhou Fengchen took Weiyang and walked out slowly, he was a little angry, your uncle, Lao Tzu played with you for a long time, you killed someone, what about Wang Ce?

The Qi of the Three Dans instantly blessed the body, and a hazy yellow light appeared on the surface of the body, and an invisible pressure pressed on the bodies of everyone and the ghost again.

The yin qi on the bride's ghost was rising, and the red hijab floated on its own, revealing a white face painted with bright red lipstick, and asked with a look of fear: "Who is the Taoist priest meddling?"

Zhou Fengchen didn't answer, and twitched with one hand.

"Canglang—"

After the sound of the clear sword, the dragon slaying knife revealed its blade, shimmering and glowing, and a cold air instantly enveloped the surroundings.

Tong Qian and the three of them hunched their waists unnaturally, looking at Zhou Fengchen, they suddenly had an illusion, that young man seemed to be ...... Worse than a ghost!

Syllable!

The bride's ghost threw Hou Fangping away, and with an "ah" ghost scream, she turned around and ran.

The knife Ma Dan and the old man and the three ghosts also ran away.

A line of old ghosts is fast.

"Run? Bold beast, when you see this seat, you still don't obediently kneel down to the law? ”

Zhou Fengchen was furious, holding a knife in both hands: "Xuan Twenty-two!" The sword art is as urgent as the law! ”

Whoosh –

The dragon slaying knife "wrapped" the gray qi dance of the ghost, and slashed away on the head.

Bang!

The big red sedan chair blocking the road is torn apart!

Poof—

First of all, the harlequin ghost was shattered by the split of his body and head, and his soul was scattered.

Then Dao Ma Dan was divided into more than ten pieces, screamed, and scattered with his soul.

The knife did not hesitate, and slashed the head of the old man on the road again, and the evil qi corroded for a while, but it also screamed in two seconds.

The dragon slaying knife has not stopped, and it pokes at the bride in front!

"Dao Elder spares his life! The little ghost doesn't dare, it's not easy for the little ghost to practice for a hundred years! ”

The bride screamed miserably, and casually threw the boys and girls around her out to cushion her back.

Poof!

The boys and girls were vulnerable, and they were instantly shattered.

And the bride ghost fought for a chance, fled into the distance and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Fengchen beckoned two fingers lightly.

Wow –

The dragon slaying knife cut through the air, and returned in front of the bewildered and sluggish Hou Fangping and the four of them, and he reached out to hold it, and then inserted it into his bag.

A set of movements is neat and uniform, like flowing water, ruthless, vicious, and breathtaking.

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