The battle here in Lanruo Temple is in full swing, but in Jinhua City it is like a hell on earth. The ghosts in Lanruo Temple slaughtered ordinary people, as easy as cutting melons and vegetables. Even if someone would use the crops to make the situation, these spirits could do nothing! Only special magic tricks can hurt them, and there are only a few people who know this in Jinhua City, and the ten directions are one of them.

According to legend, on July 15th, the gate of ghosts was wide open, and the ghosts from the underworld could come and go freely in the human world. In Qin Wuyang's opinion, this statement is quite nonsense, as if referring to the ghosts in the underworld, like prisons, and July 15th is the annual time for the vent of wind.[]

When Shifang felt the aura of all the ghosts, there was not much time left. The guards and housekeepers from the Jinyang Marquis' Mansion were gritting their teeth and denying the other party's shameless betrayal!

But no matter when, don't debate with monks. The lotus flowers do not just mean that they are eloquent, but more importantly, they say that monks like to mess around the world most.

At this moment, the Ten Conveniences are like this. No matter how bad the attitudes of Liu Bin and Cui Mengfu were, the Ten Directions only responded to a faint "Amitabha Buddha", which was enough to bring the popular one Buddha to heaven and the two Buddhas ascend to heaven!

A strange smell came from the wind. Shifang sniffed gently, and then his face turned pale than his dead mother. His trembling lips couldn't say a word. The contempt from Liu Bin and others was regarded as a breeze on his face, and he didn't care at all! He didn't want to get too much connection with the Marquis Mansion of Jinyang. Once he entered the Marquis's door, he was as deep as the sea. The other party's despicable and dirty filth was more than ten times more cruel than Shifang. Although Shifang did not afford to offend them, as the saying goes, it is better to have less things than to have more things. If you can reconcile, you must eradicate the roots!

Shifang himself cannot guarantee that he can kill all the opponent. As long as one person misses the net, there will be countless troubles next. Therefore, no matter how ugly the other person's words are, Shifang must endure them, but now it is different. When the disaster is approaching, I don't know how many people in this city can survive, but Shifang will no longer care about these guys in front of him.

He turned around and ran towards the largest building in the city. It was one of the safest places in the whole city. In fact, it would be best if there were temples or Taoist temples in the city, but unfortunately they were all far away from the city!

The government office represents the majesty of the court, and it is protected by the blue dragon and white tiger, so it is difficult for the lonely ghosts to approach. The escape of Shifang made Liu Bin and others crooked their mouths. When facing the old Taoist Yimu, Shifang left everyone behind and ran away alone. Such despicable behavior must not be easily forgiven. If it were not for the strength of Shifang, Shifang would have been unfathomable to Liu Bin and others, I am afraid they would have been harsh.

Now, in the timidity of the Shifang, he escaped first, which obviously means that his strength is hard to match everyone. Cui Mengfu was overjoyed and shouted: "Everyone is here together, and he beat him up so much that his mother can't recognize him!"

There was no kind among the guards. Someone made fun of him and said, "The old monk is already sixty or seventy years old. Can he still have a mother?"

After a burst of hilariousness, someone even said: "The old monk may have recognized some godmothers like the master nun, but I don't know where they called their mother, are they in bed?"

The guards burst into laughter, but Liu Bin did not make a fuss about these common things. He looked at Shifang who was fleeing like a rabbit caught in an arrow. After thinking about it, he quickly chased after him!

Cui Mengfu raised his hand, stopped everyone's laughter and said, "Come and chase me quickly. If the old monk escapes, I will strip you of skin!"

The guards shouted in unison: "Don't worry, head!" Just as they were about to start, they heard the screams behind them. They were pedestrians possessed by evil ghosts. At this moment, they were like headless flies.

Cui Mengfu was shocked and sent someone out and said, "Huang San, go and find out what happened!" Huang San, who is proficient in the special skills of Swallow Three Waters and Eight Divisions to drive cicadas, responded loudly, and then his figure rushed out, as light as a spring swallow, and as agile as a raccoon.

However, just when he showed his graceful charm, he saw a army of evil ghosts rolling in. The nightmare scene of thousands of ghosts running at night was enough to make people collapse immediately!

When Huang San saw the army of evil ghosts coming silently, he swallowed the pedestrians and could not see the other person again, he was shocked and his legs became weak. He had only needed to slightly on the wall ahead to get back with the force, but at this moment he missed and fell from the air with a loud bang.

Huang San's face was pale, rolling and crawling on the ground, and the long sword on his waist bumped and bumped on the ground, thinking about it, but Huang San had no intention of drawing his sword to defend himself. He was crying and dancing with a hint of crying and shouting in panic: "Don't come over! Don't come over!" However, in a blink of an eye, he was drowned by the evil ghosts without a trace in a scattered scream.

Cui Mengfu was confused when he heard Huang San's scream. With Huang San's skills, he could escape back to report the news even if he was not good. Why did he leave nothing except a scream?

Cui Mengfu frowned and recalled Shifang and Liu Bin's actions. His face turned black and black. He opened his mouth and shouted, "Brothers, run away!" He took the lead and ran towards the direction where Shifang and the others left!

Shifang rushed into the government office frantically, and all the people who dared to stop the road were knocked down by Shifang to the ground. At this stage of survival and death, any hesitation is irresponsible to their own lives!

The body movements of Shifang are not good-looking, but they are very practical. When the langur is leaping and running wildly in the forest, the speed can reach 20 kilometers per hour. The ten-way convenience is to use this strange body movement to run wildly in Jinhua City. He did not move along the road, but turned around.

The wall passes through the courtyard, crosses the ridge, and runs straight toward the government office.

He jumped over the Dengwengu and rammed open the red painted gate. He fell directly into the government office like a rolling gourd in the ground. The mirror was hanging high, and four large golden characters were hanging high in the air. Below the characters was a pitch-black square table, which was more than one foot higher than the surroundings, showing its domineering breeze! Where is the place where the prefect went to the hall to ask questions. There were red and black water and fire sticks and various torture instruments on both sides.

Shifang jumped up from the ground and swept all the debris on the table, such as gavels, to the ground. He took out a stack of yellow paper from his arms and spread it quickly on the table!

The bright silver ink smells like the nose, and it is filled with a box of gold-painted phoenixes. It is lightly dipped with a brush in the ten directions, and quickly writes various ghostly talisman-like texts on yellow paper!

At this moment, he was competing for time with the evil ghosts spreading across the city. The wolf brush was flying like a dancing butterfly under Shifang's hands. Because Shifang was too nervous, a trace of sweat appeared on his forehead and flowed back and forth between the deep gullies.

After a while, there were crying from women, children, young and old, and scolding from the middle-aged man. No need to look at it, you can imagine a picture of hell in the hell of all beings!

In order to compete for the road, people have abandoned all the veils of warmth and used the final violence to determine each other's life and death! The hearts of the Shifang trembled. After decades of experience in the world, he believed that he had already seen through people's hearts and thought that such things could no longer disturb his Gujing Bubo's heart! But now it seems that his cultivation is still not good!

Just now, Shifang had finished writing the yellow paper, put down his pen, and Shifang walked towards the door!

(One update~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter completed!