Wang Guiyi, an old guy, can still be so poor after fighting with a kid.

He fled over like a rat.

Wang Gui was only focused on running for his life, and suddenly he collided with me.

He raised his head and shouted in surprise: "Nephew Zhang Xian, why are you here?"

"I'm here to save you."

"Oh, run for your life, these evil spirits are really difficult to deal with, there are too many of them."

I really couldn't laugh or cry, so I asked, "Where are you going to escape?"

"It belongs to Grandma, isn't it? These evil ghosts are like equipped with navigation systems. They can catch up with them wherever they go."

"I won't run away anymore. I'll fight them to the death."

I pulled Wang Guiyi behind me and threw out several paper figures.

The living dead haven't had ghost energy for a long time, and they were so happy to see the ghost's innocent soul.

Not a single word can express their joy.

The evil ghost who was catching up stopped the brakes, saw the powerful paper man, turned around and ran back.

A dramatic scene happened.

A few living paper figures scare the hell out of ghosts.

"Erpi, you are still taller, but why did you come so fast? I left several hours before you."

"I'm going to tell you the path to the underworld I took, do you believe it?"

Wang Guiyi was stunned.

"Okay, let's go back and tell Li Ao that he would be very touched if he knew you were coming."

A group of us entered a large courtyard with a high gate.

I saw this family with talismans posted everywhere, not only cinnabar but also blood.

Li Ao was sitting on a chair in the middle of the courtyard, writing and drawing talisman paper vigorously. Next to him were cinnabar, dog blood and rooster.

There was a woman standing next to him, and Li Ao was surprised when he saw us walking in.
Chapter completed!