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Chapter 17 Street Fighting

The night was dark, and a dark cloud covered the moon.

It was already midnight, and every house was closed. In this small town without a night market, it was extremely quiet at night, with only watchmen wandering the streets.

It was at this moment that Cui Jun sneaked out.

Dressed entirely in black, he looked like a thief. He looked around first, then rushed to the door of the noodle shop and took out the key to unlock it.

It took him half a day to change the lock, and it didn't take any effort to open it. All he had to do was remember to change the lock back to the original one when he left.

The latch leading to the backyard had already been broken by him, and he opened it immediately with a flick of his finger.

Without making a sound, Cui Jun arrived outside the bedroom of Lao Zhao and Aunt Zhang.

Standing next to the window, Cui Jun could see Lao Zhao and Aunt Zhang who had already rested.

"It shouldn't be!"

Cui Jun looked at such a peaceful scene and secretly thought something was wrong.

Based on his guess, no matter what method Aunt Zhang used to regain her youth, she was contaminated with things that should not be touched. Without exception, these things will make people excited and make it difficult to sleep.

Cui Jun decided to test it again, slowly took out a stick of incense from his arms, and lit it in front of the window.

This is not an ecstasy incense, but a soul-calling incense.

All wandering ghosts and even gods must be worshiped with incense. A large part of the reason is that incense is their food. To be more precise, it is like the dessert of the ghost world, which has a strong effect on most ghosts.

Appeal.

The stick of incense in Cui Jun's hand is even more exquisite.

It's stained with human blood and soaked in soul saliva. This thing is not easy to buy, and there are few places in the whole city that can sell this kind of thing.

This object was a relic given to Cui Jun by an old man he met when he was hunting ghosts.

The old man was also a ghost hunter, but his skills were not good enough, and he lost his life in the end. His relics were left in Cui Jun's hands, including some rare medicinal materials, utensils, and books.

Until now, Cui Jun has used it in various ways.

For Cui Jun, this stick of incense was a huge investment.

In this case, naturally there is no gain. The incense was lit, and Cui Jun leaned against the wall and waited for any movement inside.

If there is really no problem, then this fragrance will only make the two people inside sleep better. But if there is a problem, then someone should get up.

Cui Jun waited patiently. He believed that there must be something wrong with his judgment.

Sure enough, less than a quarter of an hour after the incense was lit, Cui Jun heard the sound of someone getting up.

Cui Jun immediately took the incense and led him outside. He was not willing to wake up Zhao Xueer in the noodle shop later.

When they arrived outside the noodle shop and on the long street, there was only a trace of moonlight pouring down. Cui Jun put the incense in the cracks of the stones on the street.

He didn't have to wait long before the door of the noodle shop opened. Immediately, Aunt Zhang jumped out like an ape.

At one glance, Aunt Zhang saw Cui Jun.

A smile suddenly appeared on her face, and Aunt Zhang said: "Cui Jun, why don't you rest so late?"

Cui Jun crossed his arms, looked at her coldly and said, "I'm waiting for someone."

Aunt Zhang took a step forward and said, "Who are you waiting for? Who wants to come to you so late?"

Cui Jun said loudly: "Stop pretending, Xie Sui, I don't care who you are or what your purpose is. In front of me, please show your true identity immediately, otherwise, my ghost master Cui Jun will be rude to you."

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Throw your hands away, condense your soul power into the sword, and kill the ghost!

Aunt Zhang saw Cui Jun's posture and snorted softly: "You are the one who saw through this. I can't believe it. Where did I expose my flaw?"

Cui Jun shook his head and said: "You have not exposed any flaws. It's just that Aunt Zhang cannot become more and more beautiful. Female ghost, your love for beauty has harmed yourself."

Aunt Zhang touched her face and said, "Just because of this, you doubt me so much?"

Cui Jun frowned and said, "Isn't this enough?"

Aunt Zhang smiled lowly and said: "Hey, it's rare that the higher-ups pay so much attention to you. It turns out that this is your level. You don't even know who I am or what my abilities are. How dare you use the soul-calling incense to lure me out?

Body. You really don’t know how to live or die, boy!"

Aunt Zhang said, walking towards Cui Jun.

Cui Junhun Sword was placed across his chest and said: "No matter who you are, just kill them all!"

"furious!"

Aunt Zhang slipped and stepped in front of Cui Jun like a ghost, and grabbed Cui Jun's Soul Sword with one hand.

For a moment, Cui Jun was stunned. He had faced off against many ghosts, and this was the first time he saw a character who dared to directly capture his soul sword.

Immediately afterwards, Aunt Zhang's body became like a snake, her legs wrapped around Cui Jun's waist. Her arms tightly wrapped around Cui Jun's leading hand.

Immediately accused, Cui Jun only felt that he was not facing a ghost, but a snake demon.

Aunt Zhang's voice sounded softly in his ears.

"Will your blood taste good?"

When Cui Jun heard this, his eyes shuddered, and he became angry!

Aunt Zhang was hit by the evil spirit, but she had no intention of letting go of Cui Jun. Instead, she tightened her grip tighter and tighter.

"You can't deal with me with this little trick of yours!"

Aunt Zhang stuck out her tongue, like a snake demon, her tongue was actually forked. She lightly brushed Cui Jun's cheek, but suddenly she felt Cui Jun's body harden.

"Um!"

Aunt Zhang suddenly felt an extremely huge force rising from Cui Jun's body.

Before Aunt Zhang could react, Cui Jun fiercely ripped Aunt Zhang off her body with one hand.

"Blood energy body, open!"

His muscles bulged and his strength was fully exerted, Cui Jun's body began to turn red.

Fifty points of merit are not in vain, this brute force can save lives at critical moments.

As if tearing through linen, Aunt Zhang was pulled down violently, and then Cui Jun used all his strength to push her to the ground.

"Break it for me!"

boom!

Aunt Zhang created a large human-shaped crater on the ground, with cracked spider web patterns spreading to all sides.

Today, Cui Jun really planned to do a physical ghost hunt. Aunt Zhang, who was being held down, did not intend to be strangled to death by Cui Jun.

In another moment, Aunt Zhang's body was wandering like noodles.

Cui Jun felt that what he was holding was not Aunt Zhang's neck, but a slippery loach.

Even if I pressed it with both hands, I couldn't hold it firmly. As soon as I relaxed my strength, Aunt Zhang immediately slid aside.

"Want to run!"

Cui Jun followed up with big strides, raised his Soul Sword and split Huashan Mountain with one force.

Aunt Zhang was sent flying, hit by a sword, and screamed in pain.

It hurts! That’s right!

Sure enough, it is something related to evil ghosts. It must be wailing and trembling.

Cui Jun was no longer polite, took out the black dog blood and poured it directly on the Soul Sword. He threw out donkey dung eggs first, blocking Aunt Zhang's escape route.

When Aunt Zhang was blocked by the stench and didn't know what to do for a moment, Cui Jun rushed forward again.

Eat my bloody soul sword!
Chapter completed!
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