Husband and wife both hook their souls

A gust of dark wind blew up the few manes on his forehead, Luosha suppressed his thick lips in depression, and he even wanted to go on strike. The old man Yan Luo is so deceitful, saying that the ghost of the ghost has retired and has no replacement. He and Geng Pang were ordered to help for a month, but it turned out that a year had passed, and there was no movement of replacement, Luo Sha kept complaining.

The work of the soul-detaining ghosts is simply not done by ghosts. It is laborious and thankless. Not to mention the daily business trips to the underworld. Enough is enough!

Geng Pang saw that Raksha's already long horse face was getting longer and longer, he smiled naively, and leaned over to touch Raksha's elbow as a sign of comfort.

Luo Sha angrily turned his face and glared at Geng Pang. The dead cow had a nose ring pierced at some point, and Luo Sha got a glimpse of the golden nose ring shining on a rough bull's head. I'm angry.

"Go to the side of death!"

Raksha's stare was a little hard, and his beautiful horse eyes turned into bells.

Geng Pang was used to Raksha's arrogant temper, so he naturally understood why Raksha was unhappy, so he didn't get angry. He still smiled naively, and stretched out a long, wet tongue to lick Raksha's thick lips. son.

"Let's go! I've been holding the Mingying lottery for a long time, and I can't find that soul when I go late, so it's not easy for us to do business."

Geng Pang shook the dark blue glowing stick in his hand, and sighed slightly.

The ghost lottery, the ghost lottery, shining on the top of the earth is as beautiful as the stars in the sky, but if such a piece slips down, it means that there is one less mortal but one more soul on the earth. So he had to use the names and places signed by Mingying to lead the soul back to Netherworld for trial.

To put it bluntly, the Mingying lottery is a soul arrest order for the underworld.

Geng Pang and Luo Sha had originally planned to find a place to have a sweetheart, but a lottery lottery fell into his hands unceremoniously, and he had to urge Luo Sha to act quickly because business was urgent.

"It's so sick to die now!"

Luo Sha glanced at the Mingying sign in Geng Pang's hand, couldn't help cursing the unlucky ghost recorded on the Mingying sign, and felt a little more at ease in his heart, and still half-reluctantly merged with Geng Pang After picking up the prototype, he ran towards the ground.

"Mount Qingcheng, Qingyuan Bridge, Xie Yi..."

Geng Pang repeated the names of places and people on Mingying's signature, honed his hooves, and caught up with Luo Sha who was running ahead.

The swift figures of a vigorous bay red horse and a majestic blue ox shuttled through various strata and headed straight for the ground of Yangjian.

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The torrential rain washed the ground, and a mudslide filled the gully rolling down Qingcheng Mountain. Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and a huge rock in the mudslide smashed half of the Qingyuan Bridge, and fell into the raging torrent under the bridge. Pieces of rubble were drowned by the flash flood.

Fan Hao rushed anxiously towards the Sanqing Temple on the top of Qingcheng Mountain. The rain came too fast, and Xie Yi refused to go back to the temple with him to avoid the rain. He still stood blankly on the Qingyuan Bridge waiting for the man .Fan Hao was extremely helpless, and had no choice but to quickly return to the temple to get an umbrella to cover Xie Yi from the rain.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and Fan Hao was drenched to the skin. Thinking of Xie Yi's thin body still standing in the heavy rain, Fan Hao couldn't care less about casting the cumbersome rain-proof spell, for fear of delaying for a moment and then giving Xie Yi to his body. Gonorrhea.

The Sanqing Temple of Qingcheng Mountain was washed away by a layer of water mist by the heavy rain, and it was faintly like a fairyland fantasy. Fan Hao didn't have the heart to appreciate the wonders in the rain, so he ran straight to the temple gate and stroked it. With rain all over his face, he knocked on the door knocker.

After a while, the door of the temple opened, and Fan Hao stepped into the temple, and was about to run towards his room, but he heard the person who opened the door behind him ask in confusion: "Senior Brother Seven? Why didn't Brother Eight come back with you?" ah?"

Yun Sang, the ninth disciple of Qingcheng Mountain, has a cute baby face, and his personality is also pure and funny. I saw the two of them go out together before, but at this time, only the seventh senior brother Fan Hao returned to the temple alone. He was puzzled and opened his eyes A pair of round eyes looked at Fan Hao.

Fan Hao was in a hurry to go back to the house to get the umbrella, so he didn't care about Yun Sang's expression, and replied casually: "Bian won't come back, I'll go get the umbrella to cover him from the rain..."

After finishing speaking, Fan Hao ran into the rain curtain, Yun Sang looked at his hurried back, and couldn't help frowning.

"What a crime! Poor Eighth Senior Brother..."

Yun Sang couldn't understand why the eighth senior brother Xie Yi was obsessed with such a person. Although that person was not picky in appearance, he looked evil, and the eighth senior brother was so handsome and refined. That person is not suitable.

But the eighth senior brother seemed to be possessed by a demon, and it was fine to go to meet him several times behind his master's back. Now the man suddenly disappeared, and the eighth senior brother went to the agreed Qingyuan bridge to wait every day, rain or shine.The master is not in the audience recently, and these senior brothers really have nothing to do with him. Fortunately, the seventh senior brother Fan Hao is watching every day, which is a little reassuring.

Fan Hao took two umbrellas out from the house, fearing that the wind and rain would make it difficult for him to go for a ride, so he didn't hold up his own one, hugged them both in his arms, hurriedly said goodbye to Yunsang and ran down the mountain.

Yun Sang looked at Fan Hao's handsome back, which was all wet and greasy, and heaved a long sigh. If the seventh senior brother in black and the eighth senior brother in white would make a pair, Yun Sang thought that would be a real match, but I'm afraid it's one sentient and the other unintentional!Yun Sang shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand and slowly closed the gate again.

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Unexpectedly, there was such a heavy rain in Yangjian, Luo Sha and Geng Pang had to stop under the ground, each collected the prototype, and cast a spell to avoid the rain before they got out of the ground.

Raksha was dressed in red, with clear eyebrows. He stood on the ground, stretched out his right wrist and rolled up his cuffs, revealing a string of silver bracelets. Throwing it forward at will, it turned into a long silver chain. , after whirling in the air, it rolled back to his right arm with a clatter.

Seeing that Luo Sha was ready, Geng Bang couldn't delay, so he quickly uncovered the collar of his green clothes, and took out a bone fan from his bosom, the handle of which was faintly glowing with black gold.I saw Geng Pang flicking the bone fan into the air, and suddenly it turned into a black gold spear, which landed firmly in Geng Pang's hand.

Geng Bang smiled honestly on his broad face, and looked at the impatient Rakshasa tenderly, as if to say, what's the rush, anyway, he can't run away with that soul.

There is no need to doubt that the two of them are the legendary bull-headed ghosts and horse-faced ghosts, and the two sacred weapons they transformed into just now are naturally the soul chain and the soul-destroying gun.

Luo Sha glanced at Geng Pang, this dead cow turned into a human figure is quite handsome, after all, those bull eyes are piercing!It's a pity that it doesn't match the temperament of the soul-destroying gun in his hand. Geng Pang should have a thick body holding a steel fork or a two-wheeled axe. Holding such a thin soul-destroying gun is really a bit like A giant bear caught a loach, not to mention that it usually puts away a fan pretending to be gentle.

The second-hand old Yan Luo gave him a pair of holy artifacts that didn't match them at all, and it was obvious that he was trying to drive the ducks to the shelves, and he made do with it!

Geng Pang didn't mind, it was just a soul in the world, so it wouldn't be a problem to turn a cow's hair into a whip as a weapon.Besides, the soul-locking chain in Luo Sha's hand is thrown out and locked like this, and there is no need for him to show off with his soul-destroying gun. It is at most like a beggar's dog-beating stick. Twice violently in the back, the soul that was pumped will go to hell obediently, and the Soul Seizing Gun has been in his hands, and it has only been so useful.

The two ghosts walked forward for a while, and they approached their destination, Qingyuan Bridge. Looking over the bridge, the two ghosts were startled.

This figure...is it a person?Is it a ghost?Or fairy?

On the half-broken Qingyuan Bridge, the plain white Taoist robe fluttered in a rustling manner that does not provoke the wind and rain in the world, the white jade hair crown tied half of the dark hair, and the shaved figure was as elegant as a newly bloomed white orchid. free from vulgarity.

Xie Yi raised his head and stood at the break of the Qingyuan Bridge, staring at the towering mountain in front of him with a pair of clear eyes. He didn't seem to realize that his body had already been involved in the flood.But now, all he had left was his soul, but he was still standing there blankly waiting for something.

If there is no aura of strangers around, then he must be the soul that should be detained as marked on Mingying's lottery.

Luo Sha and Geng Pang glanced at each other, they had been ghost messengers for more than a year, this was the first time they met such a soul, there was no howling, no running around, no embarrassment... nothing They also have to quickly detain him and return him to the underworld, no matter how respectful they are, they have to do business.

Luo Sha took a few steps forward, and abruptly sacrificed the soul lock chain in his hand.The soul-locking chain of the sacred artifact of the underworld has spiritual consciousness, and it will be locked on the hands of the soul in an unbiased direction.

Seeing that Xie Yi's hands were locked, not only did he not struggle to resist, but he didn't even turn his body around, so Luo Sha had no choice but to hold the soul chain and stretch it in his direction. Pulling Xie Yi, he turned around and faced them.

Luo Sha and Geng Pang couldn't help being stunned again, this soul is really good-looking, his brows are painted like jade, his complexion is jade-like, his pupils are full of clearness and pity, elegant and romantic, and naturally noble.

What a pity, how could such a character die?Luo Sha pursed his sexy thick lips, and said a soul restraining mantra: "Xie Yihun, come with me!"

After finishing the reading, Luo Sha stretched the soul chain and pulled it hard, but found that Xie Yi's soul was not locked hard enough. Looking carefully, the soul chain only pulled Xie Yi's ghost, while his Yang soul was still left behind. At the broken part of the Qingyuan Bridge, he still looked up at the opposite high mountain obsessively.

Luo Sha couldn't help frowning, this Xie Yi must be obsessed with something in the world or someone in the world, so he refuses to leave, to the point of indifference even when his soul is separated.

Geng Pang was also a little puzzled, he had never used his soul-destroying gun before, and it seemed necessary to use it at this time, so he took the soul-destroying gun and walked to the edge of the broken bridge, and took a look at Xie Yi's Yang Po, feeling a little unbearable , but there is no other way, but to draw the soul-destroying gun to the infatuated Yangpo, and recombine it with the locked Yinhun.

If it was another soul during this process, I'm afraid he would have screamed in pain, but this Xie Yi didn't even say a word.

"Xie Yihun, come with me!"

"Xie Yi, go, and enter the ground with me!"

These two lines of arresting ghosts have been used for tens of thousands of years without changing them. While complaining about the decayed underworld messenger, Luo Sha pulled Xie Yi and walked forward.Geng Pong followed Xie Yi, in case he refused to leave or resisted, so he could shoot him conveniently.

After being forcibly dragged down the Qingyuan Bridge by the underworld ghost guards, Xie Yi suddenly came to his senses, so he was really dead?