Zombie: I made the immortal uncle Jiu by making clay figures

Almost like lightning.

The ghost was directly knocked away by Wencai.

The other three ghost officials were stunned.

"You dare to resist?!"

Shout loudly.

The ghost catcher swung his mourning stick and started fighting.

In the field, the wandering ghosts were terrified when they saw it.

All crowded into the corner.

Shivering.

This mourning stick is no joke.

If they get hit, their souls will be torn to pieces!

Wencai and the ghost catcher had a fierce fight.

The power of the silver wolf is activated.

The writing speed is extremely fast.

It was like a flash of lightning.

Elusive.

But, the ghost messenger is also not weak.

After being hit a few times.

I also figured out the path of literary talent.

high speed.

Hit people quickly.

Someone else punches.

He five punches.

It would be one-on-one.

The ghost messenger may really not be able to defeat Wencai.

But it's different now.

The ghost messenger now.

But there are four.

Moreover, these four ghost messengers.

Over the years, they have cooperated very well.

After being hit a few times.

Those ghost messengers also came up with an idea.

"You kid, court death!"

The ghost shouted loudly.

The mourning stick in his hand hit him directly.

Wencai took a look.

The deployment of this mourning stick is very thorough.

Directly blocked his front, back, left and right.

It's like a cage.

Leaving Wencai unable to move.

No matter how fast the writing is, it is very fast.

Rushing left and right.

But it's all useless!

Wencai stood where he was.

I saw the mourning stick was about to fall.

This stick.

The ghost used all his strength.

It is impossible to be seriously ill.

I'm afraid my soul will be scattered!

Wencai opened his eyes wide and watched the mourning stick fall right in front of him.

suddenly!

"Roar!!!"

A tiger roar was heard.

With great momentum, he gave a sudden stop to all the ghost officials.

That is the period of daze.

Qiu Sheng seized the opportunity.

He walked straight forward and kicked one of the ghost messengers.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai have been good brothers for many years.

He has experienced life and death many times.

Originally, Qiu Sheng was quite leisurely.

But just getting close.

Then Wencai's humming voice was heard.

Feeling bad.

Take a closer look.

Just then I saw Wencai and the ghost fighting.

He quickly drew a talisman with his fingers and then burned it.

Fortunately, Qiu Sheng arrived in time.

Take advantage of this gap.

Qiu Sheng stepped forward.

Three steps followed by two steps.

Jump up.

Bang, bang, bang, three kicks.

He kicked the remaining three ghost messengers away.

in the corner.

A lonely ghost huddled up in a ball.

Looking at the frustrated ghost.

It was as if he had seized an opportunity.

Bright eyes.

But now is not the time to speak out.

"Are you okay, Wencai?"

Qiu Sheng pulled Wencai up.

He brushed the dust off Wencai.

Wencai was very angry.

Angry.

"What a bully!!"

While talking.

Wencai spoke.

There was a sense of grievance in the voice.

“As soon as I started watching the show, they came and told me to get lost.”

Qiu Sheng took a look.

My temper immediately flared up.

"A ghost messenger is so great?!"

"Can a ghost messenger bully you?!"

Wencai also felt aggrieved.

"I think today is Ghost Festival, and our master also said that we should try not to provoke them."

"I was thinking, let's go."

"But who would have thought that these ghost officials knew that our master was the boss of the underworld, so they asked me for money."

"I don't have any money either!"

Wencai felt more and more aggrieved as he spoke.

The more he talked, the angrier he got.

"Besides, our master is not a money printing machine. It costs money to write one!"

"I didn't have any money to give, so these ghost officials just attacked me!"

After saying that.

Qiu Sheng simply couldn't hold it back anymore.

"This is such a fucking bully!"

He brushed the dust off Wencai.

He took a look at the mourning stick in the ghost's hand.

He snorted coldly.

"Luckily I came early, otherwise, you would have been scared to death!"

"They are looking for death!"

Qiu Sheng has always had a hot temper.

Now I can't stand it anymore.

There are only two important things in his life.

Brother, Master!

Wencai is Qiu Sheng’s brother!

Still brothers who have shared life and death!

before.

The four ghost officials were also angry.

"Now that you're here, it's a good opportunity to scatter all your souls!"

“Now even giving money doesn’t work!!!”