Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 896
After venting his anger, Ding Ermiao put away the whip and looked at it carefully. Apart from expanding the area at the bottom of the pit, there was no other gain.

The indestructible Corpse Beating Whip is actually helpless in front of this yellow sand.

With a head full of yellow sand on his head, Ding Ermiao walked up from the bottom of the pit in despair.

"How's it going? Did you find anything?" Gu Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao came up to them and asked together.

"No." Ding Ermiao shrugged and smiled bitterly.

Gu Qinglan looked at the disgraced Ding Ermiao, smiled and said, "It's to be expected that I didn't find anything, so don't be disappointed."

Ding Ermiao also laughed self-deprecatingly, shook off the yellow sand from his body, took a few steps away from Gu Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao, spread a plastic sheet on the ground, had something to eat, and took a rest.

Since they could not enter the underground palace again and it was useless to stay for a long time, Ding Ermiao and the others had no choice but to return.

This time he returned to his hometown and found nothing. Ding Ermiao was a little disappointed, but Ji Xiaoxiao was very happy.

For Ji Xiaoxiao, it's good to be safe. Anyway, he has obtained the corpse-killing whip. Zhuge Liang and Liu Bowen don't care, just stay away from them in the future.

It was almost dusk, Ding Ermiao and the others had been walking for more than ten minutes when two figures suddenly appeared in front of them.

Two middle-aged men, one white and one black, one fat and one thin, were walking towards Ding Ermiao and the others in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The dark-faced man was a fat man with a tall build, but his steps were strong and not clumsy at all.

The white-faced one is a thin man with a thin body and bright eyes. He has a blue cloth bag slung on his shoulder and three long strands of beard fluttering in the wind.

Both of them were wearing hats and dressed in weird and nondescript ways.

In the barren land, two people suddenly appeared, and Ding Ermiao naturally became more cautious.

He squinted his eyes for a while and whispered to Gu Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao: "Be careful, there is something weird."

Gu Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao each agreed, and the three of them pretended to ignore it and continued to move forward.

The two middle-aged men in front were slightly startled when they saw Ding Ermiao and the others, and then came over to greet them.

"May I ask, where does this brother come from?" When the two sides met, the white-faced man on the other side actually raised his fists and asked.

The tone of this speech also made Ding Ermiao and others feel uncomfortable. It was neither ancient nor modern.

"You're welcome, I come from the desert." Ding Ermiao stopped and smiled.

"Just now, the yellow sand was filling the middle of the desert and rising into the sky. Did you see it, brother?" The black-faced man also clasped his fists and spoke as loudly as a bell.

Ding Ermiao frowned and pretended to say: "Is there one? Why didn't I see it?"

The other two were taken aback for a moment, then the white-faced bearded man said: "Dare to ask the three of you, what are you doing here?"

"Oh..., I'm a tomb robber. I heard that Liu Bowen's tomb is here, so I wanted to try my luck here." Ding Ermiao chuckled, and suddenly uttered another curse word, "Damn it, but what's going on?" I’ve been walking for a whole day, but I haven’t seen anything, my eyes are full of yellow sand!”

"Grave robbery?" Fatty Hei's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but when he heard that Ding Ermiao had found nothing, he immediately returned to normal and remained speechless.

The white-faced man smiled slightly, clasped his fists and said, "In that case, I'm sorry for bothering you three, so take my leave!"

After all, the two of them didn't look back, and strode towards the direction Ding Ermiao just walked.

"Wait until I give you a ride!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout, and Ding Ermiao took out his long whip and swept it towards the waists of the two people.

The whip whistled, extremely sharp.

"ah!"

The two people screamed at the same time. They didn't even look back. They stepped forward and fell forward, avoiding Ding Ermiao's sweeping move.

"Come again!"

Amidst the loud shouts, Ding Ermiao turned around and used the long whip in his hand from top to bottom. With a power that could destroy the world, he slashed straight down at the back of the fat man with a black face.

The black-faced fat man couldn't dodge, and was split in two by the whip from the back of his head to between his legs!
Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan, who were watching, both screamed.

I have never seen Ding Ermiao attack so cruelly before.

So inexperienced?Ding Ermiao was also slightly stunned.

But then Ding Ermiao saw that the black-faced man who was cut into two pieces by him rolled outwards on both sides of his body. Then he jumped up from the ground and split into two!
At the same time, the white-faced man also floated up, waved his hand and shot out a stream of green flames, rushing towards Ding Ermiao.

The flames roared in the air, but it didn't feel hot. Instead, there was a cold air pressing down on Ding Ermiao.

"Sure enough, he is a monster!" Ding Ermiao shook his hand and smashed the flames in the air with his long whip. He glared and shouted: "Where did this monster come from? What are you doing here?"

"Dragon Beard Whip?!"

The white-faced man landed on the ground, and the black-faced man behind him formed a three-cai formation to surround Ding Ermiao and the three of them. They looked at the whip in Ding Ermiao's hand in shock.

Ding Ermiao was even more surprised, but she didn't show it and sneered: "You know what you're doing, and you even recognize the corpse whip in my hand!"

The white-faced man and the two black-faced ones looked at each other, clasped their fists together and said, "Brother, wait a moment, dare to ask your name, where did the dragon beard whip in your hand come from?"

"You can't control where they come from." Ding Ermiao protected Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan and said, "Tell me, what do you do and why are you here?"

"Don't be presumptuous!" The two black-faced fat men gasped heavily, and shouted, "We are ghost messengers from the underworld, and we are here to handle the case."

Ghostly bad?

Ding Ermiao looked at the three ghosts in front of him and said, "I want to verify your Dharma characters."

The black-faced and white-faced people looked at each other, pinched their fingers at the same time, and muttered something.Sure enough, with the sound of the incantation, a word "Edict" gradually appeared on their foreheads.

There are three heads.

"Are you... humans or ghosts?" Ji Xiaoxiao had seen countless ghosts in the underworld, and at this time, he couldn't even recognize what these three things were.

Mainly because of the black-faced man's clone, Ji Xiaoxiao was too surprised.

Gu Qinglan was even more surprised, but she didn't ask, just being cautious.

"It's a ghost, just an old ghost, so it looks a bit like a human being." Ding Ermiao replied.

"Do you believe it this time? Judging from my brother's skills and conversation, he should be a ghost hunter and a Yin Yang Master. May I ask who his sect is?" The white-faced man stopped his fingers and asked.

Ding Ermiao snorted and said, "I haven't finished asking yet. It's true that you are ghosts, but I also want to ask, which Yin Tianzi's subordinates are you?"

As soon as they made a move, Ding Ermiao knew that the cultivation level of these two old ghosts was too high and they were already at the level of ghost immortals.

Like the black-faced man's clone technique, only a ghost of Hei Wuchang's level can do it calmly.

By analogy, the cultivation of these two ghosts should be comparable to that of Black and White.

(End of this chapter)