My Master is Lin Zhengying

When the black air contaminated the leaves next to them, the leaves withered and turned yellow in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the ferocious black energy, the four-eyed priest didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly backed away.

And in this gap, the old male ghost's body flashed and took the opportunity to escape.

In the blink of an eye, he was plunged into the darkness...

But Uncle Jiu and Daoist Fourth Eye, how could they let go of this evil ghost so easily?

"Junior brother, chase after!"

Uncle Jiu yelled and was the first to chase after him.

The four-eyed priest did not hesitate, and quickly chased him out.

Nan Chen also got up, it hurt a little from the fall just now, but it's okay.

At this moment, he picked up the mahogany sword and quickly followed.

The three of them chased each other for about half an hour before they stopped.

Although Nan Chen was the youngest, he was already out of breath and his legs were weak.

Uncle Jiu and Daoist Simu only took a few breaths.

At this time, the four eyes took a step forward.

Picking up a paper mandarin duck from the haystack, he said in surprise:

"Brother, look at this."

When Uncle Jiu saw the mandarin duck made of paper, he frowned:

"Damn it, this ghost actually knows how to substitute.

We must have gone in the wrong direction..."

When Nan Chen heard this, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

Didn't it mean that the old ghost who took his life escaped?

"Master, what shall we do now?"

Uncle Jiu heard Nan Chen speak.

Looking at the four-eyed priest:

"Simu, you have won the master's true biography.

You use that paper clam tracking technique to see if you can find that ghost? "

The four-eyed priest sighed:

"Brother, I have already used it just now.

You can only ask for the Fa once a day.

Now I want to use it, but I can't use it! "

The four-eyed Daoist looked helpless.

After listening to Uncle Jiu, he could only let out a long sigh.

The old ghost has fled without a trace, and there is no way to track him down.

I can only say:

"That's it!

One of the life-threatening ghost mandarin ducks has died.

I don't even dare to come here again.

Let's go back first.

If there are any more clues, Pindao will get rid of him..."

The four-eyed Taoist nodded slightly, but now there is no trace to be found.

Trying to find the old ghost is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Therefore, Uncle Jiu, Si Mu, and Nan Chen could only turn around and go back.

On the way, the four-eyed priest spoke highly of Nan Chen.

Especially just now, he raised his sword to block the scene for the four-eyed Taoist priest.

Praise Nan Chen for being alert, when facing the ghost.

It is a good seed that can still be able to stay calm in the face of danger.

He even wanted Nan Chen to worship under him.

It is said that Uncle Jiu already has two apprentices, and now he only has one, Jia Le.

When Uncle Jiu heard it, he was also secretly refreshed.

He felt very respectable on his face, but if he could transfer Nan Chen, he would naturally not agree.