The fairy world collapsed, and the down-and-out gods were laid off and re-employed.

Huang Fugui is good at changing into various forms, and all his clothes are yellow. Anyone who sees it smiling will fall ill, and it can take anywhere from three months to several years to recover.

The people in the troupe probably got sick because of it.

The class leader beat his chest and said, "Why didn't I find out earlier? Could it be that the Li brothers were also killed by this ghost?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out." Jiang Zhixia said: "It may start from Luzhou City and follow you all the way here."

"We never messed with it. Why is it haunting us!?"

"Father Huang is such a womanizer."

"This, this..." The troupe leader looked at his daughter and quickly knelt down and begged Jiang Zhixia to save them. Whether their troupe would survive or not depended on her.

Jiang Zhixia glanced at Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao understood, "Don't worry, I will make arrangements right away."

She comforted the class leader a few more words, walked out of the door, and said to herself: "I asked him to find someone for a long time, but he still hasn't found him, so he still gets up early every day to practice swordsmanship. Isn't it embarrassing?"

With her hands on her hips, she found Lu Chennian like a headless fly at the entrance of the village.

"Where's Lao Wu?"

"Not found."

As soon as Yu Yi escaped, Jiang Zhixia asked Lu Chennian to catch up. Who knew that this kid was so good at running that Lu Chennian was stunned and couldn't keep up. He wandered around the village several times but couldn't find Yu Yi.

"Where have you been looking?"

"All the places where there were no people were gone."

"Alas~" Jiang Zhixia shook her head and sighed, "When looking for someone, you have to look at it from the perspective of the lost person. Let me ask you, if you were startled by a dead person, where would you hide?"

"He is a god! Will he be scared away by the dead?"

"Which law of heaven stipulates that gods cannot be scared away by the dead?"

Lu Chennian couldn't refute. There is no such rule in heaven.

At that time, no one in the immortal world knew that the seven disciples of Kaiyang Zhenren had great magical powers. Although each of them was good at different spells, they were all the strongest. He and Yu Yi have been together for nearly a thousand years, so why didn't he know that he would be scared away by the dead?

Jiang Zhixia walked in front, ducking into a crowded place, and soon found Yu Yi, who was still in shock, beside a grain pile.

"Lao Wu, are you telling stories about the past here?" She squeezed into the crowd and sat next to Yu Yi, "If there is anything, just think that a watermelon fell on the lotus root. That tone is like sweet-scented osmanthus and glutinous rice lotus root. But it’s just not familiar…”

The more Yu Yi listened, the worse her face became. She retched with a "Wow" sound, "Shut up! How do you want me to treat Osmanthus, Glutinous Rice and Lotus Roots in the future?"

"Our husband is like this, so please stop irritating him." One of Yu Yi's apprentices expressed dissatisfaction with Jiang Zhixia and brought Yu Yi a glass of water, "Sir, drink some water to calm down."

Yu Yi thanked her profusely and asked what kind of water it was. She put it in her mouth without waiting for an answer.

"Red candy soap."

"puff--"

Jiang Zhixia gave a thumbs up, "Good apprentice!"

"Stop complimenting her!" Yu Yi pushed her, wiped the corners of her mouth, calmed down and asked her what was going on on the stage.

"Father Huang ghost." Jiang Zhixia said: "The theater troupe brought it here. It should have used a spell to kill Li Da, who played the role of King Wu on the stage, while no one was paying attention."

"Is there any way?"

"It's not hard to catch, just how to lure it out." Jiang Zhixia looked at him meaningfully.

Yu Yi knew what she meant.

Among the music he is proficient in, there is a "Song of Spirits". As long as he uses his magic power to play it, any creature that hears it will be unable to resist and will be attracted to the music.

But his magic weapon has been snatched away by the other three sects, and the sound of an ordinary flute cannot spread that far. In addition, with his low magic power, it may be difficult to lure Huang Fugui.

"Lao Wu, you are enshrined as a god because you spread music to the world, not because you are a god who knows music. Do you understand?" Jiang Zhixia swept away the people around her and said to him: "It's just a sound, it can be easily solved. .”

While they were talking, the head catcher next to Mr. Zhao came to Jiang Zhixia and said that everyone had been notified and everyone was waiting for her.

"Let's go." Jiang Zhixia stood up and pulled Yu Yi up as well.

Lu Chennian followed her to the entrance of the village, but saw that many people had gathered at the entrance. There are men, women, old and young, as well as county government officials and soldiers. Everyone held torches and lined up.

Jiang Zhixia stood on the stone grinding platform and said to everyone: "This time it is the Huangfu ghost. It is not very lethal and is a womanizer. If it smiles at anyone, anyone will get sick. It will transform into various forms. If it turns into a human, , the clothes must be yellow. But if it transforms into a bird or other animal, it is difficult for us to distinguish it without magic power. I want to lure it out tomorrow night and destroy it. Do you have any good ideas?"

The people below seem to be used to it. No one was surprised by what Jiang Zhixia said. After hearing what she said, they immediately started a heated discussion.

Lu Chennian came up to her and asked in a serious tone: "Aren't you going to let them take action, are you?"

"is it not OK?"

"They are mortals!"

"Then which god can you count on now?" She raised an eyebrow, "Can you go? Lord Sanxian."

"It's better for me to go up than for them to go up and die."

"Death?" She smiled, "They may be more capable than you."

There is strength in numbers. Soon, several methods to catch Huang Fugui were proposed. Finally, everyone combined their opinions and formulated the final plan. Each team received the mission, disbanded and went back to rest. Everyone will hunt ghosts together tomorrow night.

The class leader knelt down and kowtowed to everyone, thanking them for their help.

Mr. Zhao stepped forward to help him up, "You're welcome. Not only are we helping you, we are also helping ourselves. We can't let monsters cause harm to the world."

"Yes." A villager behind Mr. Zhao interjected: "Now I wish I could see more monsters and monsters. If I subdue a few more, there will be fewer people who cause harm to the world. My descendants will be more secure."

"For future generations, you guys should find your mother-in-law first."

Everyone laughed.

Jiang Zhixia jumped down from the stone grinding platform and said to Yu Yi: "The atmosphere has been heightened here, you won't refuse, right? Are your apprentices able to learn now?"

"I taught them. They had no problem playing The Spirit."

"That's fine. By the way, where's your fairy binding rope? That thing is worthless. It should not have been used to pay off the debt."

"No. But I can't control it with my magic power now, so I lent it to the second boy next door to tie the cattle."

Jiang Zhixia didn't care, "If you ask me to come back, I'll return it to him after catching the demon tomorrow. That thing is stronger than ordinary ropes."

"Row."

Yu Yi looked around and whispered: "Then I will lure it out tomorrow. Can you take it aside and kill it? I can't see this."

"I'll just watch tomorrow. You tell the folks from the Demon Slayer Team that you have a kind heart and don't want to kill at the sight of anything."

"I said, Xiaoliu, you are becoming less and less obedient to senior brother..." Yu Yi chased after Jiang Zhixia to argue.

Lu Chennian stood there without moving. He couldn't understand what Jiang Zhixia wanted to do. He felt that this woman was acting a little crazy and strange.

The next night, the stage was set up again. The audience this time were all beautifully dressed women, a total of fifteen people. They sat under the stage and chatted.

On the stage, Yu Yi and his thirty or so apprentices were ready. When the moon rises, they all play "Song of the Spirit" together. When the song was played for the third time, a cold wind blew from a distance, and the dust kicked up made it difficult for everyone to open their eyes.

The people lying in the tunnel not far away turned their heads to count the number of people after the wind blew. At this moment, the auditorium became sixteen people.

Father Huang appears! He immediately whistled.

The women heard the whistle and immediately looked around. Sure enough, there was a man in yellow sitting in the last row.

Seeing so many women coming to see him, it was so happy that the corners of its mouth turned up.

Someone in the crowd shouted: "That ghost is going to laugh, sisters, be careful!"

The next moment everyone closed their eyes, and a child hidden in the tree used a slingshot to shoot cinnabar projectiles at it. Huang Fugui was burned by cinnabar and screamed in pain.

When the women heard the screams, they quickly took out the immortal ropes from under their seats, and together with the men lying in ambush around them, they tied Huang Fugui tightly.

Huang Fugui struggled to escape, trying to change his form and escape.

At this time, several government servants who knew martial arts rushed out from behind the stage. They jumped up and used meat hooks to pierce Huang Fugui's pipa bone, making it unable to transform.

A second wave of villagers came with torches and pine oil, intending to burn it to death.

But what everyone didn't expect was that the ghost Huang's dantian, which had been pierced through the pipa bone and could not use his magic power, actually emitted a golden light, allowing it to reveal its original shape.

Its head was as big as a bucket, its eyes were blood red, and its whole body was yellow. It roared, and then flashed with golden light. Everyone was shaken away.

This Huangfu ghost is extraordinary.

"Apprentices, play "Suppressing Spiritual Song"."

Following Yu Yi's order, the drums and music sounded. All living things will fall into deep sleep when they hear the "Soul-Suppressing Song".

But somehow, after hearing this, the yellow father ghost only stayed quiet for a while, and then fell into a crazy state, turning around and walking towards Yu Yi.

Huang Fugui was ten feet tall and approached the stage with a strong sense of oppression, but even so, no one could escape.

In order to protect others, Yu Yi forced her magic power to play the flute in a desperate situation.

His disciples had never heard this piece of music before, and they saw a sudden glow, the night was as bright as day, and a barrier formed in front of the stage to resist the progress of Huang Fugui.

Unfortunately, Yu Yi didn't have much mana left. After a short stalemate, it was completely exhausted and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The apprentice behind wanted to step forward, but he stopped him, "Don't come here!"

He raised his flute as a weapon and fought with Huang Fugui. He was not good at martial arts and had no strength to support him. After a few rounds, he gradually lost ground.

In times of crisis, someone comes to the rescue with a sword. He recognized the man as Lu Chennian.

Yu Yi stood there dumbfounded, wondering why this man's movement looked so much like his third senior brother, Ji Chen.