Mozun is Running Away From Marriage Every Day

Everyone felt a flurry of hair when they heard the word "ghost".

Still Hua Che and Chu Binghuan were calm and calm.

"Zhongyuan Festival, the darkest day of the year." Hua Che explained, "Whether people or demons, spirits and spirits will go to the ghost world after death. The ghost world is a place of lawlessness. If you can live together, you can fight each other. In seven days, you can reincarnate and step into reincarnation; on the contrary, if you are swallowed by other ghosts, if the group of ghosts want to escape from the ghost realm to the world, they can only choose July 15th. If you don’t want to be wiped out, you must repair within one day. Out of the form, otherwise you will seize the home, otherwise the spirit body will not be able to survive in the world."

Everyone was stunned.

Hua Che: "The cultivator's soul and spiritual knowledge are a great supplement to the ghost repair. Zuo Qi is so unlucky that he just happened to run into the ghost repair who escaped from the ghost world."

"Then what..." Wen Yuan's open-mouthed boss was shocked, "Eighth Junior Brother, why do you know so much about Gui Xiu?"

Hua Che was dumbfounded, and then suddenly realized that he had said too much. Faced with the "you are suspicious" eyes from all directions, Hua Che searched his stomach, looking for excuses indiscriminately, "Yes, it's written in the book!" Didn’t you see it in Master’s library?"

Murong Sa was really fooled: "Look at what that thing does? I'm not a magic repairer."

Hua Che said vaguely: "It doesn't hurt to look at it if you know yourself and the enemy in a hundred battles."

"There is indeed a record about the Second Realm of the Devil in the book, but how do you know how the ghost realm will survive for seven days?" It was Chu Binghuan who was speaking, and he looked directly at Hua Che's face with a deep gaze. See, or have been there, how do you know such details?"

When Hua Che was asked, Chu Binghuan was too sensitive and too difficult to fool.

However, Hua Che has never suffered from nonsense and nonsense: "It's rare and weird, right? There are a lot of wild history records. I know the secrets of the secret road, but you know much more than the ice cube."

Chu Binghuan pursed his thin lips, the look in his eyes was very complicated.

Hua Che looked at Lu Yao and the others: "What are you doing in a daze? Are there any ghosts?"

"Oh, yes." The Shang Qing monk was full of treasures, and Lu Yao gave out more than 20 ghost exorcism charms in one breath, and the ghost repairs in a radius of a hundred li could not hide.

Following Yin Qi all the way, the front foot entered the remote town, and a scream came from the back foot.

Wen Yuan and Lu Yao rushed over with their swords in hand, and Murong Sa, unwilling to be left behind, also went to join in the fun.

Hua Che and Chu Binghuan stayed where they were. From time to time, there was a loud noise in the distance, and a black shadow broke out of the roof, Wen Yuan followed closely, and Lu Yao followed.

Murong Sa yelled to Hua Che, "Quickly stop him!"

From a distance, it was a shadow exuding black energy, but when it came closer, it turned out to be a dense and white bone.

Chu Binghuan rushed up before Hua Che moved. Hearing that Quanjian was unsheathed, his breath broke through the sky. He thought he could cut the bone frame in the waist with a single sword, but was blocked by the black energy.

Hua Che shouted: "Bingcuo, don't be careless, he is at least a hundred years old!"

Heaven is the most generous to humans, harsh to demons, and cruelest to ghosts.

Regardless of the level of cultivation, the demon cultivator will experience a catastrophe every 100 years. If you are lucky, you can live and continue to practice, otherwise, it will be wiped out.

And ghost repair, after the monk died, he repaired bones and blood for a hundred years, repaired skin and flesh for a thousand years, and crossed the calamity once every ten years.

This ghost repair has already repaired the skeleton, and it can be seen that the repair age is at least more than a hundred years.

Chu Binghuan's sword air swept across, and the bone frame was light and unreasonable, like a feather floating up, walking on the wind, and rushing towards Hua Che.

Chu Binghuan was caught off guard by its fast speed, and with a strong grip with his left hand, a long whip of golden light rose into the air, with full strength, through the black mist, it was severely twisted on the waist of the skeleton frame.

At the same time, Hua Che struck a Spirit Locking Curse, which happened to hit the skeleton frame.

Chu Binghuan did not let go of the whip in order to prevent the Spirit Locking Curse from being difficult to control the ghost cultivators who had been practicing for a century.

In addition to Tingquan, Chu Binghuan also has a spiritual weapon called Shaohun.

It is made of dragon's beard and pierced keel. Its body is golden light flowing, blazing like fire, just the opposite of the clear and cold Tingquan sword.

Although the cultivation base is not as good as the skeleton frame, it can't escape with the spirit weapon in hand.

It's just that the ghost repair of a skeleton can't speak, and can only struggle desperately.

Hua Che asked: "Did you kill Zuo Qi?"

Ghost repair: "..."

"What's your name, what is your status in life?"

"..."

Hua Che's hands on his hips: "Hey, hey, you can write if you can't speak, can't your paw move?"

Long nose followed up and shouted: "What do you have to do with it! I will take it to the Shangqing Immortal Gate and execute it in public!"

Gui Xiu suddenly struggled violently, his bones were on the burning soul, and there were slight cracks.

Hua Che thoughtfully.

After Murongsa and the others came back, Hua Che looked at Wen Yuan and Lu Yao and said, "I think this ghost repairer is quite repulsive to you, so I will talk to him alone!"

"Absurd!" Long Nose was the first to object, "What are you talking to, or alone? What do you want to do?"

"Shut up." Murong Sa gave him a blank look. "You didn't catch it. We can do whatever we want, and we won't accept it!"

Long nose: "You!"

Wen Yuan also hesitated: "Eighth Junior Brother, this... is it too dangerous?"

"It's tied up. It's not dangerous. Even if he wants to, can't I ask for help?" Hua Che said with a relaxed expression, "In order not to wrong others, I have to let it confess its sins?"

"Acknowledge your guilt? Why do you do this!" Long nose smoked, "Ghost Xiu Mo Xiu should have died, even if there is no such thing as Zuo Qi, I and other immortal monks should get rid of the demons and punish every ghost!"

"The magic cultivators are not all bloodthirsty killing innocents. Some magic cultivators guarded themselves and did not provoke anyone." Chu Binghuan, who said nothing, suddenly spoke extremely solemnly, as if he was declaring something.

He completely ignored the surprised eyes of everyone, pushed Gui Xiu into a wood room, and looked at Hua Che: "If there is any change, call me in time."

Chu Binghuan's "world is for the public" mindset made Hua Che a little overwhelmed, and he was shocked before following into the wood room.

Hua Che didn't ask immediately, but looked at Gui Xiu with piercing eyes, full of incense.

Then, Hua Che waved his hand and set up a barrier to isolate the voice.

Continue to stare at Gui Xiu.

Another stick of incense passed by, and he couldn't bear it. Hua Che suddenly said, "What's your name?"

Gui Xiu leaned on the firewood and didn't respond.

"My name is Hua Che. I am a disciple of the Lingxiao Palace. I don't know how long you have been dead. Have you heard of this sect?"

There are no eyes, only two black holes, no happiness, anger, sorrow, and happiness can be seen. I don’t know how long it took, Gui Xiu raised the skeleton hand and wrote strokes in mid-air: Are you afraid of me?

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is not afraid of ghost repairs.

Although monsters are vicious, they are at least beautiful in appearance, while Gui Xiu is both **** and ugly.

It takes a hundred years to repair the bones, and then a thousand years to repair the skin and flesh. From the position of the heart, the blood is repaired bit by bit. It looks like it has been eaten by a wild beast. There is a lack of meat here. The lack of meat is both horrible and disgusting.

"What's so scary."

Through the window, the cold moonlight was reflected in Hua Che's plain eyes, with a cold glow.

"I have also been a ghost repairer."