Become a disciple of Uncle Jiu and become invincible from Renjia Town

Chapter 120

"Hmph, with your strength, you actually dare to attack me, you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!" Qin Jiuyang snorted coldly.

With a wave of his right hand

"Swoosh!!"

The red talisman shot out.

""Bang!!"

The talisman paper exploded.

Accompanied by a scream, the alley suddenly became quiet. Then,

Qin Jiuyang opened his Yin-Yang Eyes and took a closer look.

It was a young man in white clothes, with a pale face, sinister eyes, and a scattered soul, lying on the ground dying.

Qin Jiuyang walked over and looked down at it. At some point, a peach wood sword appeared in his right hand.

"Damn you, you're so cruel, you'd better let me go. If you dare to kill me, you'll have a hard time!" The young ghost threatened Qin Jiuyang.

"You dare to threaten me when you are about to die. It seems that you are really not afraid of your soul being torn apart."Qin Jiuyang sneered

"Do you know who I am? Even if you are my master, you dare not talk to me like this!"

"I don't care who you are, even if you are the king of heaven, I will kill you if I say so!!"Qin Jiuyang's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

He waved the peach wood sword in his hand.

"No!!" the young ghost screamed, his eyes full of reluctance and fear.

""Puff!!!"

Unfortunately, Qin Jiuyang did not show any mercy, and the sword directly cut its neck, causing its already scattered soul to disappear completely.

Putting away the peach wood sword, Qin Jiuyang looked at the old woman and said,"Okay, you can rest assured now."

Then, with the thanks of the old woman and the young girl, they returned home, and Qin Jiuyang also walked towards the stage.

When they arrived outside the stage, the owner had already asked everyone to start singing.

Two actors in costumes, with ferocious painted faces on their faces, sang and fought, but it was just fake fighting, all of which were well-rehearsed moves. Offstage

, a large group of ghosts suddenly appeared at some point.

In the four directions of southeast, northwest, and northeast, stood two ghost messengers holding mourning sticks and soul-binding chains.

There were eight in total in the four directions.

They wore black official uniforms with the word"cha" embroidered on their chests. Their faces were serious and their auras were fierce.

These ghosts were the ones they escorted from the underworld to the world of the living. On July 15th, the ghosts in the underworld who had not yet been reincarnated could return to the world of the living to see their relatives.

In fact, seeing their relatives was fake, and the ghost messengers would never let them leave their field of vision. They were just taking them out for a walk.

When the time came, the ghost messengers They will take them back to the underworld.

If anyone dares to slip away, the end will be that his soul will be scattered.

These eight ghost officials are very powerful and have reached the late stage of the fierce ghost realm, which is equivalent to the Taoist masters in the late stage of the Yin realm.

Especially the mourning sticks and soul-binding chains in their hands are simply the nemesis of ghosts.

With eight ghost officials sitting here, these ghosts dare not act rashly.

But suddenly, another ghost official emerged from the ground, and it waved its hand, and the eight ghost officials immediately gathered together.

Then, it muttered something, and the eight ghost officials were shocked, as if something big had happened. They immediately escorted the ghosts back to the underworld, and then returned to the stage.

The distance between the underworld and the world of the living is very close, and it can be reached in an instant, but for ordinary people, it is very far, so far that they are separated by Yin and Yang and can never meet in their lifetime.

When they came back, there were several more ghost officials around them, a total of twelve, and a big battle.

"Jiuyang!"

At this time, a familiar voice sounded.

Qin Jiuyang looked back and saw that it was his master Jiushu.

""Master, why are you here?" Qin Jiuyang asked

"Something big has happened."Uncle Jiu's face was serious.

"What's the big deal?"Qin Jiuyang was surprised

"The descendant of an old Taoist master just came to the underworld from the underworld and was killed.

This old master is highly respected and has a very high reputation and status in the underworld. The place where he was killed is in Renjia Town. A large number of ghost messengers have been dispatched to investigate the matter.

The master has also received the news and asked the master to find the murderer immediately, otherwise the old master will find the ancestors of Maoshan in the underworld to punish him."Uncle Jiu explained

"Could it be that I killed him?"

Qin Jiuyang told Uncle Jiu exactly what happened.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it must be you who killed him." Uncle Jiu smiled bitterly.

"I was wondering why it was so arrogant, daring to threaten me when it was about to die, it turned out that it really had a great background."Qin Jiuyang suddenly realized.

He was not afraid, nor did he regret it. If it came again, he would kill it without hesitation.

What kind of Taoist senior is so respected in the underworld? If he has the guts, he can come to the world of the living to find him.

He is dead, but he still interferes in the affairs of the world of the living. Does he really think he is a god?

Even if he is a god, he dare not do whatever he wants in the world of the living.

"Jiuyang, I'm afraid it's really troublesome this time, but don't worry, it doesn't dare to come to the world from the underworld rashly.

So, you come back to the charity cemetery with me first, and the rest of the things will be solved for you."Uncle Jiu looked at Qin Jiuyang with a serious face and said.

In the past, Qin Jiuyang might have listened to Uncle Jiu.

But now, he won't listen, because if he goes back, Uncle Jiu will help him with this matter alone. It may be serious in Uncle Jiu's eyes, but in Qin Jiuyang's eyes, it's really not a big deal.

"Master, I killed the ghost, I can handle it myself. I was able to kill the Watanabe Ghost King when I was in the Transformation Realm, not to mention that I have reached the middle stage of the Netherworld Realm now. Qin Jiuyang said to Uncle Jiu in a serious tone.

"You...what did you say just now?" Uncle Jiu's pupils shrank, and he looked at Qin Jiuyang in disbelief.

"I said I reached the middle stage of the Netherworld"

"No, the previous sentence"

"I killed the Demon King Watanabe when I was in the Transfiguration Realm." Qin Jiuyang said

"You! You can actually kill the Demon King Watanabe in the Transfiguration Realm. I was wondering why the Demon King Watanabe seemed to have disappeared after my senior brothers and I waited for several nights.

Good boy, you really kept it a secret from us. You made me and my fellow brothers wait for several nights in vain."

"Isn't this because he's afraid of being exposed and getting killed?"���Jiuyang explained

"Well, it is true. If you were exposed at that time, the eldest brother would definitely kill you and would not give you time to grow.

It seems that your mind is much more meticulous than what the master thought. In this case, the master will not help you. You have to solve this matter yourself.

But if you can't solve it, remember to tell the master that no matter what, the master will always stand on your side. I

'll tell you in secret that the master's strength is stronger than you think. Even you now are not the master's opponent."

Uncle Jiu smiled mysteriously, then turned around and went back the same way.

Before he had taken a few steps, the twelve ghost messengers floated up. They stopped Uncle Jiu, chattering in incomprehensible ghost language.

People have human language, and ghosts have ghost language.

This is commonly known as speaking human language to people and speaking ghost language to ghosts.

Although ghosts can also speak human language, who let them be ghost messengers with high status?

"Can you speak human language?" Qin Jiuyang frowned and said

"Huh?"

The twelve ghost officials glared at him angrily.