Chapter 9 Gathering in the fierce array

Look at this thunderous situation, all the ghosts also know the goods. For a moment, they were so scared that they shrank their heads and dared not go forward. With that coward, he has begun to step back.

"He, he, he doesn't dare to do this..." The thin old man who gasped and coughed stammered, "There is a dry nature. If you melt so many ghosts at a time, you will definitely be struck by lightning. Don't be afraid. He's scaring us!" Although he said this, his footsteps were unconsciously moving back.

The middle-aged dull guy next to him said cautiously, "Uncle, I think this guy seems to be stimulated and a little crazy. According to my many years of medical experience, the actions of people in this mental state will not have any reason to speak of. Let's dod better flash first."

"Damn, how can we make him rampant in our territory!" Half of the strong man was furious, "You cowards, come with me." As he spoke, he strode up.

The ghosts behind looked at each other and stood firmly on the spot, eagerly watching the brave strong man go to fight against the heavenly master. None of them followed, and no one stopped them. This is what the saying goes about ghosts. They all figured it out clearly. If the leading ghost goes up and is transformed by the crazy heavenly master, how far will they immediately go? If the heavenly master is really just there to scare the ghost, then he should be unlucky!

Half of the strong man just rushed forward. Yong Bowen had inserted the mahogany sword back into his waist and pinched a ghost formula to hit him head-on. First, he fixed the fool who hit the muzzle of the gun, and then took out the paper charm with his left hand and the pen in his right hand. This is necessary to change the ghost on the spot.

The group of ghosts around them took half a step back, and some of them had begun to turn around and prepare to escape.

Half of the strong man was fixed on the spot and realized that it was not good. He was so scared that his face twisted, and he actually flowed a string of bean-sized sweat.

Yong Bowen's movements suddenly stiffened. He took out his left hand in his empty trouser pocket for a long time, and he couldn't find half a paper charm. After a while on the phone, he actually used up all the paper symbols he brought out!

It's not a big deal! Yong Bowen swept the ghosts around him with the corner of his eyes, and saw that all the ways out were strictly blocked. Although he can transform ghosts without relying on paper charms alone, it is extremely mana-consuming. He can melt more than a dozen ghosts at the top of his exhaustion, but there are hundreds of ghosts here. However, at this moment, it is not the time to hesitate. You should know that those ghosts are watching with their eyes open.

"Look at my curse!" Yong Bowen shouted loudly and turned around and ran in the direction of the small building. The ghosts around him still didn't understand what was going on. He had rushed to the front of the ghosts in the way and recited the five thunders. In an instant, the bombardment sounded, and the electric light flashed, which blew up the ghosts and shouted. It is rare in the world to escape from the battle and cry like him.

But the skinny old man who was watching the battle saw the signs and hurriedly shouted, "He is really bluffing, everyone." After saying that, he waved his arm and raised his thin arm high in the air.

The group of ghosts were inspired and rushed up after Yong Bowen.

The middle-aged idiot was about to follow him, but he didn't expect the skinny old man to pull him.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" The middle-aged dull ghost didn't know why. Looking back, he saw that the skinny old man was holding the little girl in one hand and him in the other. Not only did he not come forward, but he was retreating.

"Idiot, do you want to go up and die?" The skinny old ghost whispered, "That man is a real heavenly master with strong mana. Even if there is no paper charm, it is easy to destroy dozens of ghosts with spell fingerprints alone. He didn't run away, but wanted to save his strength to get the paper charm and catch us all! If he is really angry, the first person to rush up will definitely not escape the fate of being transformed. Although these cowards are rushing more and more fiercely now, if they see that he really dares to turn into ghosts, they must immediately become one slippery faster than the other.

"Ah?" The middle-aged fool was stunned for a moment and said anxiously, "If he is really so powerful, then we have to stop him from getting the paper charm. Otherwise, won't he have to be caught and melted away in such a large place here?"

"What are you worried about?" The skinny old man smiled and said, "Do you think the man who captured us here can really sit and watch him melt us away? Our task now is to hide first. Let's go. After saying that, he couldn't help but pull up the big one and the other two ghosts and ran back.

Yong Bowen blew up the ghosts in the way and ran to the small building. His backpack was in the building. As long as he got the guy in the backpack, there were not many ghosts to catch. These hundreds of ordinary ghosts who seemed to have no ability were not enough for him to catch.

But the future is bright, but the road is tortuous. The five-thunder body protection spell is extremely powerful, but it consumes a lot of mana, and the most terrible thing is that the body protection spell has no fatal effect on ghosts.

The ghosts had no fear of being dissipated. They rushed into the battle and let anyone fall behind. They shouted one by one and rushed up. They were bombarded in front of them, and more people immediately surged up in the back, and those who were bombarded immediately rejoined the attack team after falling.

Yong Bowen released three five thunder protection spells in a row, and he was so tired that he was weak all over. Fortunately, the small building was not far away, and he finally managed to run into the building.

The scenery in the main hall of the building is still the same. Liu Yiling sat alone in a chair and turned her head uneasily and looked around, while the backpack full of all kinds of ghost-catching equipment was still firmly placed on another chair.

Yong Bowen didn't have time to answer Liu Yi. He ran to the chair and reached out to get the backpack, but he didn't expect that his hand stopped a few centimeters in front of the backpack. As if he were blocked by a transparent film, he couldn't touch the backpack no matter how hard he tried.

"How could this happen?" A layer of cold sweat immediately appeared on Yong Bowen's back, and an idea flashed in his heart, and then reached out to touch the chair with the backpack. Sure enough, the hand was blocked by invisible resistance again! His mind turned around and immediately turned around and shouted at Liu Yi, "Mr. Liu!"

Liu Yi suddenly shivered and looked left and right, "Who? Who is it? Come out, I, Liu Yi, am not scared..." Although his tone seemed to be very strong, his tone was stiff and cold, which fully exposed his actual mood at this moment. His eyes swept over Yong Bowen several times, but he turned a blind eye to this living man who was just a few meters away from standing in front of him!

"Separation of yin and yang!" Yong Bowen took a breath of cold air, and he was indescribably panicked for a moment, "How is this possible? Did I really stray into the underworld? No, I received a phone call from Xiaoyun just now. It should still be Yangshi here, but why is there such a separation of yin and yang? Before he could figure it out, the ghost behind him had chased into the building, shouted and rushed up, squeezing the spacious living room.

Liu Yi's face panicked and looked around. He faintly heard countless horrible voices shouting in his ears, but he couldn't see anything. He was so scared that his face was not possessed by his whole body.

At this time, it reflects what Yong Bowen has gained from practicing martial arts for a long time. He dodged in the hall, jumped up and down, crossed the ghosts and came to the door in the blink of an eye. He raised his hand and cast a five thunder spell, blew up the ghosts blocked at the door, and then rushed out like lightning.

Yong Bowen rushed out of the building and looked around in his busy schedule. The sky was gloomy and the wind was gloomy. I don't know when it had become dark all around. I don't know how many ghosts ran out in the dark, and they all rushed over with their teeth and claws, as if there was something uncontrary with him. He was panicked and didn't know how to get rid of the predicament in front of him, but the ghosts refused to give him a chance to think quietly. After being chased by ghosts for a few steps, he became more and more angry. No matter how bad he was, he was also the authentic descendant of the Heavenly Master North School. Unexpectedly, he was chased by the ghost and ran around all over the ground. If people knew this, he would not be laughed off. How could he face the masters of the Heavenly Master North School?

He stopped so suddenly that he pointed to the ghosts who were chasing him and said angrily, "If you dare to chase me again, I won't be polite!"

The ghosts burst out laughing and shouted one after another, "What are you pretending to be? If you don't have a paper charm, you are a toothless tiger. Who are you scaring?

Yong Bowen was so angry that he shouted, pulled out the mahogany sword, knotted his left hand, bit his index finger and wiped it on the mahogany sword, stepped on the seven stars, pinched the formula, and shouted urgently: "Heaven and earth Xuanzong, the root of ten thousand gas, the cultivation of hundreds of millions of disasters, to prove my magic power, the salute of thousands of gods, the thunder, the ghosts and demons are afraid, the spirits are dead, there is a thunderbolt inside, thunder. God's hidden name..." This is Jin Guangxuan's thunder spell, one of the three fierce spells of the Northern School of Tianshi. Once the demons are cast out, the ghosts lose their souls. No matter how strong the fierce ghosts are under this blow, their souls will be scattered forever. Now they are used to deal with these ordinary ghosts with no power, which is even equivalent to killing chickens with a cow knife.

It's just that the more fierce and powerful the spell is, the stronger the side effects will be. Thinking that Yong Bowen first learned this spell, he felt itchy and ran to the suburbs of the uninhabited wilderness to do experiments. After causing nine days of thunder, the essence of his whole body was drained. He lay in the wilderness for more than a day as if his whole body was paralyzed before he was found by Ellie. Yun was rescued and lay in ** for half a month to recover. What's more terrible is that he calculated that his life expectancy was shortened by a whole year. At this moment, he is by no means dizzy to use this trick. He had a clear idea in his mind. These ghosts were so shrewd that they didn't know how long they had been trapped here. Obviously, they already had the smell of ghosts becoming demons. They couldn't be restrained by verbal intimidation alone, so they planned to get some momentum. This golden light mysterious thunders and flashes when the thunder spell is moving, and the sound is earth-shaking, but the magic spell is only useful if you read it all. If you only read half of it, it is just to listen to an acoustic effect, which is of no practical significance.

At this moment, the magic spell was read. The red light of the mahogany sword suddenly shone, and the faint sound of wind and thunder came from the nine days. In an instant, it turned into a rumble and muffled sound. It was like a long train passing through the air. The air vibrated, and the headwind suddenly rose, and the electric light flashed faintly in the rolling black clouds in the air. It was really shocking. Point.

Seeing this vision, no matter how stupid the ghost is, he knows that the big thing is not good. If he doesn't have the arrogance just now, they all run around with their heads in their arms for a while.

As he slowed down the speed of chanting the magic spell as much as possible, he looked left and right to find a way to escape. At this time, a "meow" cat call clearly came into his ear through the sound of thunder.

Yong Bowen's heart moved and followed the sound. He happened to see the black cat cotton lying on the window on the second floor and staring at him with green eyes.

"What a fool." He scolded and immediately recalled the key to the problem. He shook his hand and stopped the spell. Taking advantage of the time when the ghost was in a panic, he rushed under the window in a few steps, flew up and reached for the window sill on the second floor, and then jumped into the window with his arms.

When he entered the building, the first thing he had to do was to bend his arms and pick up the cotton.

"I've got it!" He couldn't help grinning happily and kissing the cotton fiercely. "Coat, it's really thanks to you this time."

There was a noisy shout from downstairs.

"This boy cheated again."

"He's on the second floor. Let's go."

"I can't let him run away if I say anything this time."

In the shouting, a group of ghosts rushed upstairs and jumped and squeezed the small window.

Yong Bowen ran down the stairs with a black cat in his arms and returned to the living room.

Seeing him come back, Liu Yi seemed to have met a long-lost family. He warmly opened his arms and greeted him. A bear hugged him firmly and shouted with a little crying voice, "You're back. Have you caught all the ghosts? Don't you know? I heard a lot of strange sounds just now..."

"I didn't catch the ghost. They are all following me." In a word, Yong Bowen scared Liu Yi's fat face, who had just got a little human color, back to the white paper.

"What about following you? Where is it? Where is it?" Liu Yi retreated to the door and asked repeatedly.

"I guess it's about to rush down." Yong Bowen came to the chair, grabbed his backpack, took out a pile of ghost charms, and took out a vermilion gourd in his hand. He sneered and said, "This time, let you see how many eyes Lord Ma has." As soon as he turned around with the gourd paper charm, he saw that there was a pile of ghosts at the top of the stairs, but they only shouted and claws there, but they refused to come up.

When Yong Bowen saw this scene, he was suspicious and was not busy casting spells. He took a few steps and observed carefully. He found that there seemed to be a transparent wall at the stairway, blocking all those ghosts. No matter how hard they tried, they could not rush over.

"It's weird." An idea came to him vaguely in his heart, but he couldn't grasp it for a moment, so he simply put it aside, sacrificed a ghost charm, chanted a spell, waited for the rune paper to burn out, and raised his sword to point at the most fierce ghost and stroke the mouth of the gourd. This is the method of pulling and catching ghosts. When the charm is cast, it seems to throw out a rope. As long as you put it on a ghost to collect it, you can collect all the gourd.

But what Yong Bowen didn't expect was that the ghost flew by his move, but he still failed to break through the transparent boundary. He just slammed in the air, and every time he hit it, it shrank a little. In a short time, it became the size of a sparrow. . When the other ghosts saw this scene, they rushed back to the second floor along the stairs, and soon there was nothing to do.

"The heavenly master spares his life..." The ghost cried and shouted, and there was no more arrogance.

Yong Bowen sighed softly and waved his hand to solve the spell. The ghost quickly turned around and fled as if he had been released.

The room returned to calm again. Yong Bowen breathed a sigh of relief and felt that his legs were weak. He found a chair nearby and sat down, slowly thinking about the strange events that had just happened.

Liu Yi, who had retreated to the door of the building, saw him sit down and quickly ran over and asked carefully, "Is it all solved?"

"It's almost the same. It's all right for the time being." Yong Bowen said lightly, looking down on this timid guy.

"That's good, that's good, what happened just now?" Liu Yi sat down with a dry smile and had nothing to say.

"I bumped into some ghosts." Yong Bowen considered the wording and chose the way the other party could bear it and said, "Because the guys didn't bring them all, they came back to get it. The ghosts caught up, but they were blocked by something at the top of the stairs..."

"Is it blocked?" Liu Yi touched his head and looked left and right. He said with a smile, "Is there any treasure array here that can restrain those ghosts? Mr. Fei is not an ordinary person, and the feng shui of this manor is not ordinary. There must be a master who helped him exorcise ghosts..."

There is a saying that the one who has no intention to listen has a heart. Yong Bowen's heart moved. Just now, the vague idea immediately became clear and blurted out, "Yes, it's an array!"

"What?" Liu Yi was shocked by his excessive reaction.

"Mr. Liu, are you proficient in formation?" Yong Bowen suddenly asked.

"Of course." Liu Yi said without thinking, "I learned from the Jiuding School of Longhu Mountain. I am most proficient in feng shui array. If I am the second in Fengshui array in Spring City, no one dares to be the first..."

Yong Bowen smiled and said, "That's great." With that, he stood up, grabbed Liu Yi and ran to the second floor.

Liu Yi ran a few steps along him, came to his senses, and immediately struggled, "What are you doing? Didn't you say there was a ghost upstairs? What are you pulling me for?"

"Don't worry, there is no ghost here." Yong Bowen took Liu Yi tightly and ran to the second floor on the left, came to the bedroom window, pointed out of the window and said, "Mr. Liu, look."

"What are you looking at?" Liu Yi grasped Yong Bowen tightly with trembling heart, shrank his head and looked around, for fear that a ghost would come out, and there was no way to look out of the window.

"Look out of the window." Yong Bowen dragged Liu Yi to the window with tears and laughter, "Don't worry, I promise that I won't let the ghost hurt you. Look out of the window."

Liu Yi calmed down and felt a little ashamed of his timidity. He let go of Yong Bowen and looked out of the window.

Outside the window is near dusk, and the whole manor is already dark. Looking from here, you can see that the small houses are scattered in the dark shadow, which looks extremely messy and seems to have no plan. At first, Liu Yi was still a little absent-minded, but after a few glances, he suddenly slammed and looked solemn. He raised the compass in his hand and kept calculating.

"How's it going?" Yong Bowen said, "Mr. Liu, what do you see?"

"That's right, that's right." Liu Yi put down the compass and looked a little strange. "The whole manor is a feng shui array! But this feng shui array is a rare gathering and fierce array!"