One person: I am just a pawnshop owner

In the north room, there is a mourning hall with a heavy coffin placed in it. On both sides of the coffin are descendants in mourning.

The younger generations were all wailing loudly, as if they were bidding farewell to the dead.

After Yang Fang watched outside the yard for a while, his eyes suddenly flickered.

Time passes.

Until night.

The crowd that was busy at the funeral has dispersed.

The only people left at this funeral are the descendants of the deceased.

They have to keep vigil for the dead.

The younger generations beside the coffin all had extremely serious expressions. Even if they were pretending, they had to act as if things were serious.

But after a while, they fell asleep one after another.

As they fell one after another, suddenly someone stood up.

He was also dressed in hemp and mourning clothes.

This is a symbol of the deceased's immediate family, but the next second, this person committed an act of treason.

He walked to the side of the coffin, put his big hands on the coffin lid, and then slowly moved the coffin lid away.

The appearance of the deceased in the coffin also appeared in front of the man.

The man smiled and reached out to touch the deceased's forehead, looking like he was going to take something away.

But at this moment, a voice sounded quietly along with the night wind:

"Killing someone and then pretending to be a relative and mourning? That's quite interesting."

The man was startled and loosened his hands on the coffin. The next moment, he held the soul-guiding banner in his hand. His expression immediately became fierce and cautious.

"Who?! Stand up!"

The man shouted angrily, but strangely, even such a loud noise could not wake up the person sleeping next to him.

Yang Fang appeared in the yard, pacing slowly.

In this dark courtyard, this scene was extremely strange.

The man holding the banner's expression suddenly changed when he saw Yang Fang. His previous ferocity immediately turned into shock and anger.

"It's you, Yang Fang!"

Yang Fang chuckled and said calmly:

"It seems that I am quite famous among you all-natural monsters."

"You bastard! You killed my nephew. Even if you turn to ashes, I will remember you forever!"

"Your nephew? I never had the habit of remembering names when I was killing Quan Xing. Who is your nephew?"

"Fuck you, my nephew's name is Xue Fan!"

Hearing this, Yang Fang smiled and said sarcastically:

"I don't remember anyone named Xue Fan. I only remember a ghost crying at a grave. I kicked him in the jaw and he died."

As soon as these words were spoken, the man holding the banner's eyes immediately turned red.

He immediately jumped out of the mourning hall, waving the soul-calling banner and rushed towards Yang Fang.

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As he waved the banner, the paper strips on it rustled, and in the darkness, the sound was like a ghost sneering.

Yang Fang dodged the opponent's soul-guiding banner and chuckled:

"You're not such a good uncle. You want to avenge your nephew? Why don't you let me send you to the underworld to reunite with your nephew!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Fang's right palm lit up with spiritual light, and he immediately slapped the person in front of him.

In panic, the man quickly blocked the attack with a banner.

Snapped!

click-

There was a crisp sound, and a crack appeared on the man's flagpole!

The man's eyes were red with anger when he saw this. His expression was as ferocious as that of an evil ghost. He pointed at Yang Fang and cursed:

"Damn it! I sacrificed so many people to refine this banner, and you actually broke it! Damn it, Yang Fang, you must die today! I'm going to use your soul to refine my banner! To avenge my poor nephew!!!"

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Yang Fang's expression was cold, and he said calmly:

"It seems that you are the culprit of this Hegou Village. You carry banners and buy water, cry and call away the souls of the dead in Hegou Village recently. I believe that you have called away the souls of all the dead in Hegou Village recently. But what about the corpse demon?"

The man curled his lips and sneered:

"You are quite knowledgeable and can even talk about things related to our lineage, but unfortunately, you are going to die soon!"

After saying this, the man began to recite funeral words on the spot, and tears immediately flowed out continuously.

He called out all the names like uncle, grandpa, grandma, etc.

Along with these mournful words, the banner in his hand began to vibrate continuously, and a faint black gas surged out. If you look closely, you can see that the black gas on the banner actually has human faces.

Some of the faces are the men and women who died in Hegou Village.

Seeing this, Yang Fang's expression became even colder.

His visit was indeed for the purpose of trading with Ren Fei, but he was also curious about this place.

Now his curiosity was satisfied.

But the murderous intent gradually arose.

The person in front of me deserves to die!

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from outside the courtyard:

"Oh, I didn't expect Yang Fang to show up. Tsk, Xue Jiaohun, I told you a long time ago that we should retreat. Now even Yang Fang is here. This is troublesome."

Yang Fang turned his head to look.

A middle-aged man with a somewhat gloomy face was grinning.

Corpse Demon.

——Tu Junfang!

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The moment he saw Tu Junfang appear, Yang Fang did not hesitate or be stunned. He immediately flashed and rushed towards the mourner in front of him.

Compared with Tu Junfang's ability, the person in front of him is easier to deal with.

Kill one first!

The spiritual light on Yang Fang's palm suddenly lit up, and this palm was merciless.

This scene left Tu Junfang, who was standing at the gate of the courtyard, with no time to react. His speed was no match for Yang Fang.

Even if the three corpses were released, it would be unlikely for them to catch up with Yang Fang.

When the mourner saw Yang Fang coming, he stopped crying and shouted:

"Grandpa and grandma, protect me!!"

As soon as a voice was spoken, several souls flashed out from the banner.

They instantly formed a black film on the mourner's body.

Just at this moment, Yang Fang's palm suddenly attacked!

boom!

This palm hit the mourner's chest directly!

The black film formed by the soul of the mourner instantly condensed here.

When they came into contact, a dull sound was heard.

The spiritual light on Yang Fang's palm and the black film on the mourner's body exploded instantly, and the mourner flew backwards immediately.

The other person's figure directly knocked down the gate wall of the "890" courtyard.

The rumbling sound of bricks and tiles collapsing was heard, but even with such a loud noise, the relatives who had fallen asleep in the mourning hall did not wake up!

Yang Fang stopped and put his palms together, his eyes slightly fixed.

He was very clear about the palm strike just now.

He didn't kill the other person.

The protective film formed by the opponent's soul blocked part of the power of the attack.

But it was too late to finish him off.

Tu Junfang was already standing in front of him.

The collision between Yang Fang and the mourner just now gave Tu Junfang enough time to take his position.

At this time, Yang Fang and Tu Junfang stood facing each other, both of them looking quite solemn.

"The rumors outside are really true. Master Yang Fang's strength is truly terrifying. We are completely different."

Tu Junfang said with a smile.

Yang Fang said calmly:

"He came here to summon spirits. I can understand that. What about you?"

Tu Junfang grinned and said:

"I came here to experiment."

"Oh?"

Just as Yang Fang was surprised, the mourner struggled to climb out from under the bricks and tiles.

At this moment, his body was in tatters, with blood at the corners of his mouth, and his sternum had obviously collapsed a bit. It was obvious that Yang Fang's palm strike had caused him great damage even after partially dissipating the force.

While the other party was struggling to crawl out, he was still holding the soul-summoning banner tightly in his hand and muttering something.

The other party was still chanting funeral words!

Seeing this scene, Yang Fang keenly sensed something was wrong.

Tu Junfang shouted loudly at this time:

"Xue Jiaohun, you have to hurry up! I can't guarantee how long I can handle Yang Fang. If you go any slower, we'll both die here!"

Then he looked at Yang Fang, clasped his fists and said:

"Master Yang Fang, please allow me to learn from you."

After saying that, Tu Junfang immediately activated his ability, and three balls of dark and sticky substances emerged from his eyebrows, chest, and lower abdomen respectively.

This mass of matter transformed into three completely different shapes in the air.

What emerged from between the eyebrows took the shape of a huge wasp, buzzing and flapping its wings in the air.

What emerged from his chest turned into a black snake, with a thick body and a terrifying appearance, which coiled around his body like a guardian.

And what emerged from the lower abdomen turned into a woman with a blurry appearance and a face full of holes, but with an enchanting figure.

These three, without exception, are all pitch black in color.

Just looking at it like this makes people feel uneasy.

If the true identities of these three were known, most practitioners would stay away from them.