After Shi asked Han Yi, Mo Chen hurriedly stepped onto the stairs. Although with his current ability, he might not be able to help him when he went there, he would never retreat when his "teammate" might be in danger.

"Wait for a moment, Mr. Han Yi suddenly shouted, and Mo Chen stopped in confusion and looked at her.

Han Yi's lips moved, as if he had something to say, but in the end he only said "Be careful!"

How could Mo Chen, who lives by studying psychology, not telling Han Yi is worried? However, seeing Han Yi's complicated expression, it seems that he has not rectified his language yet. Since the other party hesitated, Mo Chen simply left first. Anyway, when Han Yi decides, he will find an opportunity to tell him.

Before he could get to the yard, Mo Chen heard the crackling sound of fighting in the yard through the side door, accompanied by Zheng Yi's scolding from time to time. Mo Chen jumped into the yard with two steps in three steps. The scene in the yard shocked him. Zheng Yi waved the peach wood sword and slashed the evil ghosts beside him with one sword. The hit ghost howled and turned into a wisp of gray smoke and disappeared.

Not far away from Zheng Yi was a small encirclement. Zen Master Jingde led his little disciple to fight with the evil ghosts. The Zen Master was responsible for killing the evil ghosts with empty hands. The little disciple was holding a white jade bottle and dipped the liquid in the bottle with willow branches, sprinkling the beating ghosts at the beheaded ghosts. The strange little disciple made Mo Chen inexplicably think of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Mo Chen was anxiously looking around to find Meng Xinyao and Chen Cen's figure. The protagonists of the two disasters didn't know how they were going. At this moment, a female shout came from the northwest corner. Mo Chen looked at Meng Xinyao and saw Meng Xinyao swinging a scepter and hitting the ghost attacking her. Behind Meng Xinyao was hiding Chen Cen, who was holding an octagonal object in Chen Cen's arms. Mo Chen recognized this object, and it was supposed to be lent to Chen Cen to defend herself.

"What's the situation?" Mo Chen slipped over the wall and carefully flashed to Meng and Chen's side.

Meng Xinyao felt a figure flashing around her and turned around to beat her up with caution. When Yu Guang saw that it was Mo Chen, he turned his back to him with confidence and focused on cleaning up the evil spirits and evil spirits in front of him.

Chen Cen grabbed Mo Chen's shoulder and pulled him closer to him. The two of them stood shoulder to shoulder. The bronze mirror in Chen Cen's arms hit Mo Chen's chest, as if the two of them were sharing this treasure to defend themselves.

"The original plan was implemented very smoothly. The wedding team welcomed the old couple of Qian's family and left. For some reason, they just left for a while and immediately gave it back." Chen Cen said as he thrust his chin. Mo Chen looked over and saw the old couple dressed up as he happened to see one of the "extremely charming" hanging on the tree, one of which was head down, and the other was even worse, and fell face down by the pond.

Before Mo Chen could ask in detail what was going on, a long tongue ghost with only half a body rushed towards Mo Chen and the others. Meng Xinyao was fighting in front of him and was having a lot of fun, and she didn't notice Mo Chen and the others' situation. Seeing the long tongue ghost pounced on Mo Chen, Chen Cen was frightened and did not forget to raise the bronze mirror in his arms to aim it at the long tongue ghost. The little ghost immediately felt like he was being tested for a fixed technique, stuck in the air and motionless.

Although the bronze mirror temporarily held the long-tongue ghost, Mo Chen watched the long-tongue ghost slowly recovering his movements at a speed visible to the naked eye. It seems that the bronze mirror can only solve the urgent problem for a while. If this continues, it is not a solution. When Mo Chen thought of this, he suddenly came up with an idea. Why would he use the little ghost in front of him to try his new methods?

By the way, no matter how good you learn knowledge, it is just a matter of paper. In the end, it depends on the results of practice.

After doing nothing, Mo Chen hurriedly shouted to Chen Cen, "Do you a favor and take care of me." Before Chen Cen could react, Mo Chen sat on the ground and closed his eyes, making Chen Cen confused.

Mo Chen’s current level is that he cannot create a real environment in the thinking space through meditation, even a low-defense environment like a dream.

Mo Chen closed his eyes and soon entered the thinking space. According to Zeus's religion, Mo Chen tried hard to concentrate and tried to pull the long-tongued ghost closer to the inferior dream he has created now.

The so-called inferior dream is because in this dark dream space, there are only a pair of tables and chairs, which are abruptly placed in it. In addition, there is even no sky or ground.

Mo Chen glanced at the seat he created. Although no "audience" saw all this, he still felt a hint of embarrassment in his heart.

"Come out, come out..." Mo Chen murmured in his heart. He had entered this dream space for a while, but he still hadn't seen the shadow of the long-tongued ghost. It seemed that it was too early to use this "skill".

Just when Mo Chen was determined to give up, the black space above his head suddenly seemed to be torn apart, accompanied by the sound of a crack, half of his figure fell down.

Of course it was half a figure, because the guy who fell into this place was really the twitter.

"Finally came!" Mo Chen was secretly happy, but he didn't expect it to succeed so soon.

The long-tongue ghost fell down with a bang. He looked up and saw Mo Chen, shouting and pounced on him. Mo Chen, who was still complacent for the last second, was frightened and his face turned pale. Whoever had agreed to make the decision? After this long-tongue ghost entered the dream, Mo Chen felt that its power seemed to have become stronger, and the momentum of the pounced on him became more fierce.

Seeing that the battle in the dream turned into Mo Chen running for life, the long-tongue ghost was rushing behind with great momentum. In desperation, Mo Chen picked up the stool and swung it at the long-tongue ghost, but the stool passed through the long-tongue ghost's body.

"I C, forgot that it is a spirit body!" Mo Chen was secretly depressed. For a ghost, how could it be hit by a real object? The reason why Zheng Yi and the others could beat the group of ghosts was that they were wailing because they were holding spiritual weapons.

What should I do? Although Mo Chen was reluctant, he really couldn't help the current "war situation". So Mo Chen had to call in his heart and seek help from Zeus.

"Silly human!" Zeus's ridicule came into Mo Chen's mind empty, but Zeus could not appear or use his power to solve the evil ghost in front of him. Mo Chen was a little anxious and thought that "the Lord God" was making a fuss at this moment, so he heard Zeus say, "It's obviously the space you dominate, but it's just promoting its power. It's so stupid!"

If it is evenly matched with Zeus, Mo Chen really wants to curse "nonsense, do you want to explain this?!"

Suddenly, a light of inspiration appeared in Mo Chen's mind, yes, this is his own territory! Zeus once said that those who create dream space have the right to transform, distribute, and punish anyone who is pulled into this space. In other words, he can now clearly deprive the power of the long-tongued ghost through his own meditation power and even destroy him.
Chapter completed!