dead child, ghost carrying coffin

The monk guarding the gate saw that Chen Daji was so arrogant, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

Then with a wave of the monk's robe, a blood-colored mist rushed over, enveloping him, Hua Jiunan, and Zhang Chao together.

Due to the cover of the temple gate, this scene was not seen by ordinary people.

Even the classmates who came with them didn't seem to notice it.

Only Xu Fangcao looked at this side slightly, but she didn't feel nervous at all, instead she smiled.

At the same time, he spoke in a voice that he could only hear.

"Where did the ghost monk come from, dare to take the initiative to provoke the emperor... Jiu Nan, don't you know how to die?"

"Although he hasn't fully awakened, it's not something you guys who are neither human nor ghost can approach..."

After talking to herself, Xu Fangcao appeared in that cold state again, silently following the team and moving forward little by little.

In the bloody mist, Hua Jiunan and the others not only did not get nervous, but completely relaxed.

Even Zhang Chao is like this.

Chen Daji impatiently slapped the big ghost who was still desperately "sucking" him away.

"It's never over, is it?!"

"How stinky your mouth is, don't you have any idea?!"

As mentioned earlier, even if the scourge of today does not play any showy operations, it is still an existence that can confront ghosts and immortals head-on.

With this slap, the two big ghosts screamed and flew backwards like spinning tops.

Chen, who had vented his anger in his heart, took out the Huazi and lit it with satisfaction, and did not forget to give one to the little Fascist.

"Oh my mother, if I don't slap you so much, Master Ji, I didn't even know I was so good at it!"

Looking at such a strong Chen, not only the two big ghosts who were beaten were shocked, but even the monk who released the blood mist was also shocked.

The monk stepped back again and again and asked tremblingly: "You, who are you guys?!"

Seeing that the opponent ran first, the scourge immediately jumped forward and "floated out".

"I am your uncle!"

While cursing, another big mouth slapped him.

The monk is obviously much more powerful than the two big ghosts just now, or he is already prepared.

Although it was rather embarrassing to avoid it, it was finally a big slap that did not suffer the disaster.

It's a pity that "the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind".

These two guys didn't pay attention, the little fascist had already circled behind him at some point, and put the horned sharp knife upright and put it on the place where the monk stood.

Amidst the screams, the monk jumped up and down with his bloody feet in his arms.

"You, you..." Before he finished cursing, he suddenly showed confusion, with an expression of who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do.

Apparently it was Meng Po Tang attack, and it was formatted and factory reset in an instant...

On the other side, the two big ghosts who were slapped by Mr. Chen obviously had no wisdom, and after recovering a little bit, they screamed and rushed towards the evil.

Without waiting for the scourge to start, the little knowledge of feudal superstition in Zhang Chao's brain has been running crazily.

He took out two little clay figurines from the patched schoolbag he was carrying, and pointed at the big ghost.

"Restrain the soul and restrain the soul, and orders are not acceptable; all people and ghosts are fixed, and the world is peaceful."

"receive!"

Using the unique method of the corpse exorcist, the two big ghosts were like scraps of paper sucked by a vacuum cleaner, and were firmly locked in the clay figurine's body with a whoosh sound.

Seeing this, Zhang Chao quickly cut off two strands of his hair with small scissors, and tied them tightly around the clay figurine's neck.

Fortunately, this guy has a middle parted hairstyle, if it is a short cut, it really can't be done.

But having said that, the secret technique of driving corpses originated in ancient my country, and most men at that time had long hair...

Seeing how powerful his little brother is, Chen Dage did not hesitate to praise him.

"You can do it, Chaoer, you are getting more and more domineering...Didn't our father buy you a new schoolbag last time? Why are you still carrying this old schoolbag?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chao gave the clay figurine to Hua Jiunan while answering with a little embarrassment.

"Chen, Boss Chen, the new schoolbag that Uncle Chen bought for me, I think I'll use it when I'm in college."

"Besides, this one hasn't broken yet. It's a pity to lose it..."