I was watched by ghosts as soon as the live broadcast

Ruan Yang didn't wait for Ying Shuhuai's answer, his wrist fluttered.The bell strung on the handle of the golden whip seemed to sense the mood of the owner, and kept ringing excitedly.

A golden light swept across the ghost louse in front of him.The ghost lice blocking the way were blown away by the gust of wind from the golden whip, and hit the wall of the tomb with a "slap", smashing out patches of black viscous liquid.

Amid the successive "pops", the cracks in the bricks were slowly torn open, and white hand bones crawled out of the cracks, as if they were annoyed by the noise outside.

In an instant, the walls of the entire tomb were surrounded by countless fangs and claws, and the phalanx scraped against the brick surface reluctantly.

The three-dimensional surround sound of "hisser, sizzling" is endless, not only visually shocking, but also aurally stimulating, causing nerve endings to tremble one after another.

As if he couldn't hear Ruan Yang, he walked slowly on a path opened by the golden whip, and it was nothing more than a stroll in the courtyard.Ruan Yang walked to the side of the white sarcophagus, thought for a moment and said, "You guys think, should I overturn his coffin board with one palm? Or should I smash the coffin with a golden whip?"

Ruan Yang didn't expect the people behind to speak up, so he continued to ask and answer: "Well, I don't think it's good, it's too insulting to the gentlemen. Although the host's hospitality is not thorough, we still have to abide by social etiquette."

Ruan Yang tapped on the surface of the sarcophagus a few times: "Hi, is anyone home?"

Pei Sheng, who was holding Guan Hanshi's arm tightly behind him, almost flicked his tongue, wondering whether Ruan Yang was stimulated by the dense white bones and went crazy.

After the light knocking sounded in the tomb, no one responded, and the harsh laughter was nowhere to be found.

Ruan Yang withdrew his fingers from knocking on the coffin, and said slowly, "Hey, no one is here? Then please forgive us for not being invited in."

Pei Sheng stared dumbfounded at Ruan Yang who kept asking his master to forgive him, and slowly rolled up the golden whip and hung it in the palm of his hand, feeling as comfortable as his master.

Ruan Yang's glass-like eyes flickered in the blue light, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled angrily, without even saying hello, he directly threw out the golden whip and smashed it towards the sarcophagus lid.

"call--"

The sharp sound of the wind from the golden whip made Pei Sheng shrink back in shock.Although Uncle Ruan threw little Ruan Yang to the martial arts gym for a few years, it was not like this...Pei Sheng suddenly found that Fa Xiao, who grew up with bare buttocks since childhood, had changed unconsciously.

The heavy sarcophagus was split open, and it was about to fly out, but suddenly a skinny hand with shriveled muscles and long and sharp nails protruded from the crack of the coffin. Four deep scratches were scratched on the cover, but they managed to keep the door of their own house from being hacked away by Ruan Yang.

"Zombie?" Pei Sheng held back his panic, while holding Guan Hanshi's arm and looking forward.

Guan Hanshi silently raised his palm and pressed down on his head, feeling that Pei Sheng at this moment was a match for the little paper man lying on the edge of his pocket and poking his head.

"At such a young age, the anger is so strong." The sharp claws grabbed the lid of the sarcophagus, but the... things inside still didn't come out, and the tone suddenly changed to be extremely obscene, "Is there no one who can help you vent your anger?" Huh? Fresh little thing, why don't you think about switching to my arms?"

This time, before Ruan Yang could sneer and taunt, someone from behind struck with a palm and split the sarcophagus into pieces.Ruan Yang didn't need to look back, he knew that Ying Shuhuai's face must be frighteningly gloomy.

As the clouds of smoke and ash disappeared, Ruan Yang swiped lightly with his golden whip, brushing away the broken stones that had been smashed beyond their original state.There is no expected zombie in the rubble, just a scarecrow wrapped in rags.

Ruan Yang jumped onto the stone platform, raised his foot and kicked away the broken stones and the scarecrow.The Scarecrow puts on clothes and a thin mask covers his face.Pale face, bright red lips, and rouge on both cheeks, like paper dolls burning in front of an old grave.

A cloud of yin suddenly struck from behind, Ruan Yang raised his brows, but his body remained unchanged.

Pei Sheng, who was standing in the back row, could see clearly that a black shadow was moving towards Ruan Yang very quickly, and he couldn't help shouting: "Ruan Yang, run!"

After entering the tomb, Ying Shuhuai, who had been silent all the time, made a move. The purple air flow condensed into a sharp sword in his hand, and stabbed directly at the black shadow.Still unwilling to give up in the stabbing, Ying Shuhuai grasped the palm of his hand and pulled it back.The purple sharp sword tore abruptly from the middle of the black shadow.

Zijian returned to Ying Shuhuai's hand.Ying Shuhuai looked at Ruan Yang and said, "Is this what you said about the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole behind?"

The black shadow fell to the ground like a puddle of stagnant water splashed on the ground, then slowly got up and turned into a human figure torn in two.The two halves slowly merged into one.

Pei Sheng grasped Guan Hanshi's arm tightly, bit his thumb, and opened his eyes wide.

Guan Hanshi groaned in pain: "Dare to love is not your hand." He said so, but he didn't break free.

The evil spirit put a scarecrow in the sarcophagus to lure Ruan Yang into being fooled, and then attacked from the dark, but unfortunately the wishful thinking failed.Ruan Yang turned around holding the golden whip, glanced at the evil spirit, and said "tsk": "No wonder you have to hide in the dark, the master's appearance is indeed an eyesore."

Pei Sheng nodded wildly in approval.The contrast between the left and right sides of this evil spirit's face is huge.The left half of the face has straight eyebrows and full muscles, while the right half of the face has dull complexion, atrophied muscles, and is full of round suction cups the size of white soybeans.The mouth of the suction cup was still shaking slightly, trying to absorb the remaining Yin Qi in the tomb.

Pei Sheng resisted the urge to vomit, and chose not to look at the half of the face that was disgusting to patients with trypophobia.

The evil spirit flicked the non-existent dust on his sleeves, stared at Ruan Yang for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "Yo, so they are old acquaintances."

Ying Shuhuai shouted: "Shut up!"

Ruan Yang sensed that there was an undercurrent between the two of them, and tapped the golden whip on his palm, seeming to have strong curiosity: "How do you know how to do it?"

The evil spirit didn't answer Ruan Yang's question directly, but turned his eyes from Ruan Yang's handsome face to Ying Shuhuai with a half-smile.

The evil spirit seemed to find something interesting, and looked at Ying Shu's bleeding palm: "I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and I don't know that your body is so precious now, and even a small scratch will bleed. Not without reason."

Ruan Yang cast a meaningful glance at Ying Shuhuai, causing Ying Shuhuai to catch a kind of meaning of settling accounts after autumn in his unclear eyes.Ying Shuhuai didn't feel the slightest embarrassment of being exposed, he raised his palm and caressed, and the wound on his palm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Old Shen was in doubt, and a guess that he had neglected for a long time faintly surged up in his heart.Could it be... no way...

Ying Shuhuai rubbed his restored palm, and pressed his knuckles until they creaked: "Husband and wife love, you lonely soul doesn't understand, I can understand."

The evil spirit protested: "I haven't seen you in hundreds of years, and it's not a grown-up's demeanor to attack personally at the first meeting."

Ying Shu's eyes were frosty and snowy: "I don't have any hundreds of years of friendship with you to reminisce about the past."

Ruan Yang tilted his head slightly, interrupting the chat between the two: "Well, excuse me, please pause for a while."

Ruan Yang looked at Ying Shuhuai: "Let's discuss it first?"

Facing Ruan Yang's clear eyes, Ying Shuhuai's frozen face warmed up a little, and he made a gesture of invitation to Ruan Yang.

Ruan Yang chuckled and said, "It sounds like you have some grievances with this ugly thing that you need to take stock of, or should we deal with each other and half?"

The evil spirit waved his hands in front of Ruan Yang: "Fresh little thing, I don't seem to have offended you yet, have I?"

Ruan Yang couldn't bear to look directly at the ugly half of his face, raised the golden whip and gestured up and down, left and right, towards the evil spirit, as if he was thinking about a very serious matter: "Professor Ying, you said that we have the upper body and the lower body, the same person and half. Or the left half, the right half, and one half?"

Ruan Yang took a step back and looked at it carefully: "I think we should have the left half, the right half, and the ugly half belongs to you."

Ying Shuhuai: "Why dirty your hands?"

Ruan Yang pouted: "It all said that I am very angry, how can I do it if I don't vent it?"

As soon as the words were finished, Ruan Yang threw out the golden whip and struck at the evil spirit who was dodging in a hurry.A purple light flashed in Ying Shuhuai's hand, and the purple sharp sword turned into a rope, trapping the evil spirit that was about to turn into a puff of black smoke.

The evil spirits were tightly bound by the purple electric ropes, and they couldn't transform into black smoke, so they felt that something was wrong.

Ruan Yang didn't show mercy to it, he whipped it down, and split it from the center of the evil spirit's head like a firewood, from the beginning to the end.Where the golden whip passed through, plumes of black smoke ignited.

The ghost louse huddled at the base of the wall seemed to feel the power of death at this time, curled up its long body, squeezed the unknown bones, and shrank into the crack of the wall.

Old Shen didn't understand why the urgent process of sealing the evil spirits would develop into such a child's play, and he stared blankly at Guan Hanshi.Guan Hanshi was fine, with his arms folded on his chest, as if watching the fire from the other side.

He is very interested in what Ying Shuhuai is, but at this time he is more interested in why the handsome Ruan Yang also changed his temper. Under Ying Shuhuai's tolerance and acquiescence, he is like a naughty child playing with a new toy.

The evil spirit was torn in two again by a golden whip and a purple rope, and they were separated.On half of the face of the evil spirit, half of lips opened and closed silently towards Ruan Yang, not knowing what to say.

Ruan Yang looked at the half piece of evil spirit tightly bound by the golden whip, and regretfully said: "Don't waste your energy, I can't read lips. How about I send you to Hades for a while and talk to the judge?"

The evil spirit's lips, like a dead fish, stopped suddenly, bent a strange amount, and the corners of its eyes lifted up, revealing a secret smile.

In an instant, thousands of thoughts flashed through Ruan Yang's mind.

The palm of the hand holding the golden whip turned cold, and he shouted: "Pei Bapi, throw away the Yintao Sword!"

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