"Turn the way to the farm. [Ran^wen^Book Library]" Before he reached the county town, Zhang Xiaofei pointed to a remote path and said.

"Have your ancestor moved?" Old Mrs. Zhang was afraid that I would come to the door and hide in the mountains.

"Oh, didn't you tell you last time? My ancestors wanted to leave the Zhang family and take everything down. She felt guilty about the incident that happened yesterday. After all, they were friends from the county. After decades, everyone knew the truth and the bottom line. Old Liu was also surprised." Zhang Xiaofei sighed and turned his eyes secretly to me.

"Put it away from Bo Ren's death because of me. A group of people besieged the four little immortal Taoist temples. I really thought we were easy to bully and she didn't break the formation. How could my senior brother die in the formation in vain!" I glared at Zhang Xiaofei, this matter must be discussed.

"Brother Tian, ​​I'm just telling the truth." Zhang Xiaofei couldn't tell me, so he stopped talking and could only show me the way to get into the mountain.

After the new rain, the mountain road slipped. If the car couldn't drive in at all, the car moved at a speed, and it took nearly an hour for just over ten miles.

After passing the farm, I had to drive inside. The road became muddy. When I reached the other end, I stopped the car under the guidance of Zhang Xiaofei and started walking into the car with him.

The winding roadside was full of bamboo. The cold wind blew and the rattled sounded, making my hair stand up. Old Mrs. Zhang was so brave that she was fat enough. The woman came to attract garbage.

Most people dare not leave in the mountains, let alone live in the place where the yin energy gathers. At night, I won’t be surprised if one or two resentful ghosts or something to absorb the ghost energy.

When the bamboo forest was about to end, a small bungalow of several square meters was located there, looking like a small house where the bamboo forest guard lived alone.

There were some things on the house in a mess, which seemed to be painted by naughty children, but experts could see the clues.

Some of them are very sharp spells, some of them are covered up and applied casually, and yellow mud is used to modify them. There are also a few handfuls of burnt incense on the outside, sprinkled with ashes.

Old Mrs. Zhang is not simple.

The bamboo around the house should have also tampered with the Zhang family and formed a formation. After all, the Zhang family is good at fiddling with bamboo.

When she approached the house, Old Mrs. Zhang came out of the house, her face turned out to be very clear and she frowned, as if I owe her money.

"If you want to enter the formation, you can show it out. It's not that easy to kill the old woman!" Zhang Yufang finished speaking coldly, holding a few red-hot bamboo joints in her hand and threw them to the door.

As soon as the Yin and Yang eyes opened, clusters of green smoke came out.

"Brother Tian, ​​I won't participate in the battle between my ancestors and you. I can't say anything. I can only watch from the side. The task of leading the way is over. You can do it yourself." Zhang Xiaofei's face changed and he walked to the side.

I snorted lightly, touched Song Wanyi's soul urn, and the black-haired worm came out as well.

"Black haired man, go and take this old woman!" I pointed to the weakest part of the green smoke in Yin and Yang eyes.

The black-haired man looked at Zhang Yufang pointing at me with a drooping head, hesitating, but soon roared and rushed over.

What was strange was that the black haired man ran over and was still confused by the smoke. He went around and kept catching and biting it.

"Come back!" I was speechless. Zhang Yufang's tricks were a bit amazing, even the black-haired beads could be fascinated.

I didn't have no choice but to do anything to her. I took out the formation flag from my bulging shoulder bag and took seven steps forward. A piece of talisman paper was slapped on the ground, and a handful of salt was sprinkled on it.

Zhang Yufang was also a little surprised that I actually understood the way of formation.

Then I didn't fall down at the four corners in front, back, left and right corners, put talisman paper, put flags and threw salt, surrounded Zhang Yufang's small house, and finally returned to my original position and recited a few spells.

The Zhang family is very good at dealing with ghosts, but Liu Fangyuan is also a master of formation. Is the ** formation useful to her?

I took out the Tianshi flag and inserted it into my waist. I took out a blue talisman and entered the formation directly.

When I walked to the position where Green Smoke could not reach me, I inserted another array flag and muttered the words: "** array!"

Zhang Yufang saw the ** formation and sneered.

Seeing her sneer, I suddenly shouted terrible. In the information revealed by my expression, it was obvious that the ** formation would be impossible to trap her.

As expected, in Yin and Yang eyes, Zhang Yufang's soul just shook in the ** array. After her expression slightly condensed, she saw her pull out three triangular bamboo cards from her pocket and inserted them into the soil at her feet.

"Soul-reinforced." Zhang Yufang spitted, said a few words in a simple way, and directly broke the ** array I had worked hard to create!

Bamboo is loyal, and the Zhang family planted a lot of bamboo here for the purpose of laying out the array and raising materials.

The formation left by the ancestors in the four small immortals' Taoist dynasties is extremely powerful. Senior Brother Liu did not understand 10% or 20% of them, which is considered a residual formation. But just using infinite methods to avoid the function of evil evil, I feel that it is amazing. If Zhang Yufang can break the residual formation of the four small immortals' Taoist dynasties, isn't that enough to be called the formation master of Dalong County?

It seems that the way of formation is nothing but showing off in front of Zhang Yufang.

There is a life gate and death gate in the formation, but the life gate is all in a pile of bamboos. I just looked around the bungalows and saw no signs. Moreover, the bamboos are too dense and some places cannot be squeezed into.

I had to rush forward, so I brought the ghost face, touched the soul urn, and called out Jiang Han, Xijun, and Song Wanyi.

He took out a blue talisman, and the small needle pierced the old wound in the middle finger, squeezed out the essence and blood to activate the blue talisman, and put several ghost generals in blood.

Zhang Yufang narrowed her eyebrows. The ghost mask finally made her feel like she was facing a great enemy. She turned around and entered the bungalow. In two or three blinks, she saw her take out a handful of bamboo strips and a very thick piece of diabolo.

The diabolic feet were as thick as thighs and there were traces of whipping on it. I looked very scary. Could this old woman use the bamboo strip to knock the diabolic?

"Zhang Xiaofei, your ancestor used to play cotton?" I frowned and complained.

"That's the whipping song of our ancestors!" Zhang Xiaofei was stunned, his face turned green, and he ran backwards.

My face turned pale even when I was scared. It seemed that it was not cotton, but I was afraid it was an amazing thing.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

The bamboo strips hit the diabolo and a strange dong rumbling sound instantly. At first, I didn't feel anything, but as Zhang Yufang muttered some spells on the corner of her mouth, I suddenly became a little drowsy.

Even Xijun was confused, only Jiang Han looked at him with anger.

The soul bodies of the four ghost generals were shaking one after another. The sound of the bamboo started to whip the ghost energy as if it was whipped away from a distance.

Even the ghost energy on my body suddenly declined. I suddenly took off my mask and returned to my original state. But listening to this whip song, I felt that my soul body would be affected after a long time.

No wonder Senior Brother Hai said that this old woman is amazing.

The attack was not strong, but there was Miyan in front of him. Xijun and Song Wanyi, the black-haired wands were close to each other and were subjected to bamboo whips of varying degrees. Although it was nothing in a short time, it would be injured if it continued for a long time.

At this time, I think it would be great if I had a little nephew. This kid was so crazy that he stumbled over and didn't care whether he was shocking or not.

I can't break the formation for the time being, and I'm a little surprised by Zhang Yufang's methods, but Zhang Yufang himself shouldn't be able to stand it, right?

Puff, Zhang Yufang squirted old blood on the diabolo, and her body became shaking.

Xijun and Song Wanyi and the black-haired man were surrounded by black hair, and Zhang Yufang could not bear it anymore. This whip song was on both sides. Under the collision of the soul, the body could not bear the vibration of facing the diabolo.

At this time, I looked at Jiang Han beside me. Jiang Han was not affected by the big formation at all. He said a few words to me, but I couldn't understand without a mask.

He began to shine green light all over his body, carrying a silver spear and ghost shield, and step towards Zhang Yufang step by step.

Why didn't I expect Jiang Han to break the formation? Although Jiang Han was also affected, his soul body was the most solid among all ghost generals. At that time, the ghost general was able to carry this formation and escape in the early stage. Now that he has increased by one level, this formation will not be difficult for him!

A gust of cold wind roared and Jiang Han roared wildly, as if he roared out all the longing and sadness that had been before, jumped high, and threw the silver spear towards Zhang Yufang!

Zhang Yufang made Jiang Han break the formation, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he felt that things in the world were just like this, and all kinds of struggles could not resist the cycle of cause and effect. Now he is just unhappy in retribution.

Boom!

The spear blasted the wall behind Zhang Yufang, and the dust rolled up, covering my sight. Old Mrs. Zhang was too dead to die again with this shot.

As a result, Jiang Han's soul body in the smoke was turbulent, carrying the bone shield on his back, dragging Zhang Yufang towards me, and finally threw the person beside me.

I put on the ghost mask and looked at Jiang Han, not knowing what to say.

Zhang Xiaofei looked at the ancestor who caught it, and felt so sad that he squatted on the ground and sobbed.

"She broke my senior brother's formation, but He Tieshou, who killed my senior brother, I broke her formation with strength, and revenge was considered avenged. Liu Fengyi's revenge, you can avenge whatever you want. If you want to kill me, I can accept it." I sighed. She broke my senior brother's formation. She might not want to kill me. At that time, I broke her formation and even returned it.

Now Jiang Han is like He Tieshou at that time, and it is his business to kill and cut him.

Besides, I can't have the idea of ​​killing an old woman with ambition to die, and Zhang Yufang's soul was severely damaged. It is unknown how long she can live at this age.

"Lord, I just shot and wanted to kill this person. This person must not be able to survive until now. During this period, I thought about it better. In fact, Feng Yi was too serious in killing, and countless people died at his fingertips. He avenged people and destroyed his soul. It was a link of cause and effect." Jiang Han shook his head and no longer had the intention to kill her.

Jiang Han is a man of temperament and is a bit kind. He came to me several times to save Liu Fengyi and was crying in the corridor. I was not surprised that he had this idea.

I talked to the ghost general, and Zhang Xiaofei was surprised. When I said I would not kill Zhang Yufang, he suddenly burst into tears and snot. Not to mention, although Mrs. Zhang is strong, she still contributed a lot to the Zhang family. Old Mrs. Zhang died, he really didn't know how to face me in the future, whether to take revenge? Or how?

Zhang Yufang lay on the ground, looking at me dyingly, and was a little skeptical about my decision.
Chapter completed!