There are dark clouds all around, and there are ghosts under the flags and flags.
"Be good, brother, I think you should move."
Lu Bai looked at the "Eight Hundred Dharmas" that exploded into three balls of green fire.
"Move to your house and offer me three sticks of incense a day."
Tai Gongchong heard Situ Tu call his name, and his grimace turned greener and greener.
"That's not possible. It's cheaper. I only give my father two sticks of incense a day."
Tai Gongchong squinted his eyes. With the information this cunning old ghost had, he could certainly see something was wrong.
Eight Hundred Dharmas, Yin-Yang Realm are the big killers of the enemy in the military formation. Three Eight Hundred Dharmass lined up against Immortal True Person can still be powerful.
It exploded so easily?
Su Che Looking at "Eight Hundred Dharmas" that exploded like fireworks, I felt like I had met my opponent.
"I said Old Lu."
"Son."
"Why do I feel that the person opposite me looks familiar?"
"It's okay if you don't mention it. Once you mention it, I feel a sense of deja vu."
Tai Gongchong said angrily.
"Why doesn't it look familiar? Isn't this just the Yin soldiers borrowing food and the fire dragon burning the warehouse? It's nothing more than settling accounts here."
"Do you ghosts also live on free money?"
Lu Bai was quite surprised. I originally thought that such bad habits existed only in the human world, but I didn't expect that the ghosts in the Yin-Yang Realm are also not immune to this bad habit.
"Eat, of course my old lady understands this kind of thing."
Tai Gongchong As a military attaché in life and a ghost mission after death, he is very proficient in the operations here.
"Eating empty wages in the human world is the same as eating empty wages in the underworld. People need to eat if they are not going to die for one day, and they need to wear clothes if they are not going to die for three days. The same goes for ghosts. Which ghost doesn't want incense and blood food?"
"Just like this Eight Hundred Dharmas, according to the rules of the world, each one is counted as a ghost of Eighth Grade cultivation. Each person has five sticks of Suho sandalwood per day, seven and a half liters of rootless water per month, and six feet and five pieces of plain silk. There are also various rewards during the New Year and the Dharma King's Christmas."
Tai Gongchong said, "This Eight Hundred Dharmas is not an iron ball, it is a mountain of gold and silver."
"But isn't this still an explosion?"
Lu Bai is a little confused.
"It's time to settle the accounts. These thieves and thieves can hide their secrets from you brats, but they can't hide them from me. They must count the number of people, so Situ Tu, that treacherous old ghost, got mad and just used your hand to settle the accounts."
"Four seats Eight Hundred Dharmas, three thousand two hundred and eighty-grade Ghost Cultivator's food and clothing expenses, not to mention that the big account was wiped out by Young Master Zuo with these two arrows, he Situ Tu can still ask for a pension from Young Lord Xue."
"Ghosts also have pensions?"
Third Young Master Su couldn't help hearing this.
The reason why the human dynasty wants to provide pensions to fallen soldiers is because everyone has parents and wives. Since the soldiers died in battle and their bodies were wrapped in horse leather, they must give an explanation to their families.
What's the ghost?
"After a family member dies, he or she becomes a ghost. Why can't an old ghost wait until his wife and children die? Even if the ghost wife is gone, he can still marry another one."
Su Che could only agree with what Tai Gongchong said.
While he was talking, a burly ghost over seven feet tall slowly walked out from under the Eastern flag banner. His hair and beard were all red, his mouth was full of fangs, he had two huge antlers on his head, and he was holding a bamboo staff in his hand.
"Tai Gongchong, you rebellious traitor, do you dare to stay with me Red Horn for a while?"
This Red-Hair evil ghost has a dense aura all over his body, and he is obviously also a Ghost Cultivator who has achieved success in spiritual practice.
Su Che asked Tai Gongchong next to him.
"Old lady, have you ever heard of this guy?"
The rebellious traitor Tai Gongchong is quite disheartened.
He looked at Su Che, and finally spoke reluctantly.
"There are eighteen ghost soldiers under Sikong Tu's command. This red horn is the leader of one of the ghost soldiers. I heard that he was transformed after the death of a great witch in the southwest. If you encounter him, you should be careful because his witchcraft is unpredictable."
Tai Gongchong thought for a while and then said, "He has Witchcraft Gu Gourd, which I heard is very powerful. Once it is used, it can turn into countless poisonous insects. Do not attack him up close."
With this cunning old ghost like Tai Gongchong, these guys in the Yin-Yang Realm simply have no secrets at all.
"Okay." Third Young Master Su looked at the big ghost in the distance. "I will come and meet him."
Lu Bai picked up Tai Gongchong and said upset, "Brother, there is no misunderstanding between us brothers. You are a kind person."
Su Che fluttered his sleeves and jumped towards the Red-Hair big ghost.
"Red Horn, come and try my sword."
Ketu The secret arrow disappeared, and a long sword transformed from Yin Heaven Secret Register appeared in Su Che's hand.
This Red-Hair big ghost has been paying attention to this little pretty boy for a long time, hiding under the flags, and he recognizes that this pretty boy is a ruthless character.
Although the four "Eight Hundred Dharmas" are just fake Xibei goods, I just coaxed the old killer Young Lord Xue into using them for some Soho sandalwood.
"Hold on, you are not Tai Gongchong. Hong is only asking about traitors this time. I will fight you again after I kill the traitor."
The old witch waved his hands quickly.
How can Su Che be a person who follows the rules of the world? He waved his long sword in his hand, and Sword Qis like rabbits and falcons kept greeting this Red-Hair old ghost.
Sword Qi Going up layer by layer, Red-Hair The old ghost waved his bamboo pole to the left and right.
Red Horn gradually came to his senses.
This white-faced thief's bow and arrow are indeed powerful, but this Sword Qi looks ordinary.
He had also heard people say that this white-faced thief should be a disciple of the Beimang Ghost Ancestor Palace. He must have been practicing in the Ghost Ancestor Palace for a long time and rarely fought against others.
Fighting is not just about sparring. You have to use the most ruthless Divine Ability Daoist skills to crush them. It is really ridiculous to leave your strong hands unused and instead use this loose swordsmanship to fight against the enemy.
Red Horn felt happy, today is the time for me to show my face in front of others.
Those four "Eight Hundred Dharmas" couldn't deceive the top brass among Ghost Soldiers, but they were able to deceive everyone inside the Yin-Yang Realm.
Who doesn't know that this kid is a ruthless character who broke through four formations in a row, but he was defeated by me, Red Horn.
Thinking of this, a small green leather gourd appeared on Red Horn's big hand like a grindstone.
"Little thief, look at Law Artifact."
The green-skinned gourd exploded and turned into a rain of insects, in which witches of various sizes were scattered towards Su Che like a hailstorm.
Su Che and Red Horn were originally close to each other, but this witchcraft was like a wave of waves that directly submerged Su Che.
Under the swarm of insects, Su Che screamed in agony.
"Kuye, your young master still can't help."
Tai Gongchong stamped his feet anxiously when he saw this.
"Didn't I tell him that Red Horn's Witchcraft Gu Gourd is awesome? Why is he still..."
How can Lu Bai be in the mood to listen to this old ghost complaining, thinking that Judicial Punisher Su is folded in this Yin-Yang Realm, so he has no choice but to run to the Northern Kingdom overnight.
Under the flags, a group of ghosts kept howling, and anyone could tell that Red Horn had won this time.
Situ Tu sat on the bronze chariot and frowned slightly. Based on his understanding of the Beimang Ghost Ancestor Palace, he would never believe that Ghost Ancestor Palace's disciples were so miserable.
The problem with the Ghost Ancestor Palace's disciples is that they are extreme and narrow-minded. There will never be such soft persimmons.
Otherwise, why would Situ Tu secretly hook up with the Ghost Ancestor Palace.
Could it be that this guy is not a disciple of the Ghost Ancestor Palace?
While Situ Tu was hesitating, mutations reappeared on the battlefield, and the surging poisonous insects disappeared in an instant.
Red Horn suddenly realized that he could no longer sense this Law Artifact, which had been refined over many years.
What a thief!
How could this old ghost not know that his Law Artifact was broken?
Just as he was about to cast his witchcraft, he saw a long black rope flying out of the white-faced thief's sleeve like a living snake, tying him up tightly.
After being tied up with the black rope, Red Horn felt that his soul was under pressure, and a dark coldness surged along the ghost body into the depths of his soul.
What a little thief, he turned out to be the soul-bound Divine Ability.
Red Horn held his breath and concentrated his mind, kept his mind clear, recited the mantra silently, and was about to perform Witch Sect's substitutionary death method.
He was not even halfway through reciting the incantation when he saw a black silver-scaled python appear out of nowhere, open its huge mouth and swallow him directly.