Chapter 12: Destroy

Could you let my friend have a sip of rice soup before leaving?
I restrained my nervousness and spoke calmly.
The dwarf Guicha listened to my words, with a trace of coldness on that shriveled face, and immediately looked at me with muddy eyes.
"The ghost leads the way, the living gives way, and the ghost goes on the road. I hope you retreat quickly to avoid misfortune!" The dwarf ghost spat out, and at the same time opened his mouth, a yin air blew at me.
Ordinary people will be comatose immediately after being blown by this yin air, and most people will lose the memory of hitting ghosts after waking up.
But I had lifted my Xuanyang Qi a long time ago, and suppressed this Yin Qi.
Seeing that I had never fallen asleep, the dwarf Guichai's face was surprised.
"It's a human being, who can eat ghosts without sleeping. It seems that you have come prepared. Boy, I think you are so young that it is not easy to practice this kind of practice, so quickly retreat, lest you die!"
The dwarf Guicha spoke directly to me, sounding quite reasonable.
But it doesn't really think for me, it just doesn't want to do it with me.
As ghosts and chauffeurs, they are all very intelligent, they often come to the Yang world to hold their souls, and they also know how to behave in the world. Even some ghosts who are greedy for money will receive some gifts to help others to deal with disasters, so they also know that some powerful Feng Shui masters are not easy to provoke. It is a mystery to me, thinking that more is worse than less.
My Gujing Bubo said: "Big Brother Guicha, my friend Hu Bing is still young, and his life is not exhausted. He shouldn't have died, and is now being victimized by a witchcraft. I think he will have a hard time coming to the Yang world. Let him take a drink before leaving. My favorite rice soup, why not?"
The dwarf Guicha frowned and was obviously dissatisfied with my attitude. He lightly shook the iron chain in his hand and warned: "Boy, the masculine man can't stand in the way of ghosts. We ghosts lead the way, and we have our own Yin judicial rules. What is your name? , Are you pointing here?"
It was asking me for my name, which of the powerful Feng Shui masters in each area, and the ghosts are all aware of it. When it saw me, it was calm and relaxed, and it was also afraid that the flood would wash down the Dragon King Temple.
I chuckled and said, "Boy Chen Huangpi."
"Oh, the nameless rat generation, dare to stand in the way of ghosts! Give you a chance, self-appointment, and leave here, otherwise I will take action immediately, I must make you lack soul and soul, no matter how hard it is to practice!" The dwarf ghost sees me as nameless. Generation, suddenly clamored.
The corner of my mouth raised, and said calmly: "Master Chen Yan, is his face worth a bowl of rice soup?"
I didn't say that I was Chen Yan's grandson, only that it was my teacher. For one thing, I didn't want to reveal too much information. Furthermore, I said this deliberately, I want to test Grandpa's prestige.
When I said my grandfather's name, the dwarf ghost froze for a moment, and even showed a hint of panic unconsciously.
It turned to the humanoid horse-faced ghost chase and began to whisper, as if discussing something.
Seeing this scene, I also slapped my tongue. Grandpa's reputation is bigger than I thought, and they obviously don't want to provoke him.
But grandfather is dead, they must know it logically, but they are still so nervous, which makes me look forward to it. Although Grandpa is dead, he may not have entered reincarnation yet, because there are some great people with great supernatural powers who can choose not to enter reincarnation and work in the Yin Division.
Soon, the dwarf Guicha loosened the chain, brought the ghost of the soldier to me, and said to me, "The face of Qingma Guishou is worth a bowl of rice soup, go."
I was overjoyed, but without changing my face, I grabbed the soldier by the wrist and pulled it into the yard.
At this time, I slammed a fist on the water tank beside me, and the sound of the water tank rupturing sounded in the yard, and glutinous rice water sputtered out.
"Hu Bing, Hu Bing, Xiao Bing, Xiao Bing... You come back soon, Dad is waiting for you, you go home quickly..."
Hearing the sound of breaking the tank, Hu Sandao immediately lit the soul-attracting lamp according to my instructions, and at the same time called the name of the little soldier.
The soldier's consciousness is not very clear, but when he saw the oil lamp in the room and heard his father's cry, he walked over slowly.
"Ghost Hu Bing, come back to me!" Seeing this scene, the dwarf Guicha realized that something was wrong, and immediately shouted sharply.
And I pushed the little soldier's soul with a palm, and pushed him to the room where his corpse was.
"Boy, do you dare to play with me?" The dwarf Guichai was angry, and immediately raised the iron chain in his hand and threw it directly at the soldier, wanting to capture his soul back.
When its iron chain was just thrown into the yard, a burst of qi suddenly rose, and the iron chain was bounced out.
It was the horror that was awakened by the horror, and saw two maces at the entrance of the yard swaying and buzzing.
The paper ashes on the ground also floated, and floated to the ghosts, making them tremble.
"Good boy, you dare to deceive, you actually set up?" The dwarf Guichai immediately reacted and looked at me angrily.
I smiled and said, "Xiaobing has not yet reached the end of his life, this is what I should do."
"Rampant, speed to return its ghost, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!" The dwarf ghost said as he wanted to walk into the yard.
I said in a deep voice, "This is the horror formation. If you step into the yard, there will be no return, and your soul will fly away!"
Hearing the three words "Scary Array", the dwarf ghost's complexion sank, with a hint of panic.
"Okay! Be cruel!" The dwarf Guichai raised his head and glanced, knowing that the little soldier had already returned to life, and the Fright Array could only retreat and could not enter, it decided to stop.
"Boy Chen Huangpi, I owe you a favor, and I will pay it back in the future!" I said solemnly to the departed ghost.
"I'm waiting!" The dwarf Guichai dropped these words, and a line of ghosts disappeared.
When they disappeared completely, I exhaled a long breath, my palms were full of sweat.
Too dangerous, this dwarf ghost is not weak in strength, if it breaks through the panic array, I will suffer a bit.
Fortunately, everything went well, I immediately rushed back to the room.
The soldier has returned to his Yang, but he hasn't fully woken up yet, so he needs to wait for the to wake up.
Hu Sandao sat quietly by the bed and looked at Xiaobing kindly. At this time, he was either Hu Sandao, who was a fierce name, or an ordinary father.
"Uncle Dao, it's all over." I came to Hu San Dao and said.
Hu Sandao got up, bowed to me solemnly, and said, "Huangpi, I owe your grandfather a life, and my son owes you another life. In the future, if you say something, I will give you a visit. past!"
I smiled and said, "Uncle Dao is serious. It's my own family, so you're welcome."
Nodded at me, and Hu Sandao said: "It's not early, you go back to rest, I will accompany Xiaobing again, and tomorrow I will start to invite someone to Ye's house to help you arrange the marriage."
I looked out the window, squinted my eyes slightly, and said, "I'm not in a hurry. Since I've already come, I want to borrow Uncle Dao's house again."
Hu Sandao wondered: "Why do you borrow my yard? If you want to use it, just take it."
I replied: "Enter the cave, look for the traces of the gods, look for the traces of ghosts!"
Hearing what I said, Hu Sandao, who is not afraid of the sky and fearless, also showed horror on his face, and asked me in a shocking voice: "What? Huangpi, you mean the Secret Technique of Quest for Dongyang? You can actually find it. That horrible thing hiding in the Ye family?"