The years when I was not the protagonist

After a while, the buns came out one after another.

Still steaming, the fragrant buns were delivered to Gu Chuan.

Not to mention, although Wang Er is skinny, his skills are really good.

No more, no less, Gu Chuan ate all the six buns in 210. People who practice martial arts have a big appetite, let alone martial artists who practice hard skills. Even if there are two hundred more buns, Gu Chuan can digest them.

Wang Er looked at Gu Chuan cautiously, and only dared to speak after the other party finished eating, "That Xiao Chuan, I returned this bun to you too, that ghost..."

"The number of steamed stuffed buns is not too many, we have cleared it up. As for whether you should kill this ghost or you."

With Wang Er's stingy temperament, Gu Chuan would not be ready to help him.

Wang Er wanted to cry but had no tears, he watched Gu Chuan go away, and secretly hated why he didn't steam an extra bun just now.

……

The execution ground was set up in a wilderness outside Huaning County, killing ghosts and monsters would breed evil spirits, Qi Ziming did not dare to use the execution ground in Huaning County.

The ghosts and demons were bound by iron chains and formed a long dragon, marching towards the wilderness.

I don't know what kind of material the iron chains are made of. After being restrained, the ghost is like an ordinary person, and the evil spirit in the body can't be used at all.

It is said that this kind of chain has the same effect when worn on a warrior.

Wang Er was already standing on the execution platform, holding the gleaming ghost knife in his hand, but his legs were trembling a little.

Before coming here, he drank three bowls of spirits to build up his courage, but when he arrived at the execution platform, his gallbladder burst when he was blown by the wind.

A topless, unusually majestic ghost was put on the execution platform.

Although there is no evil spirit, this ghost is physically strong, and several shopkeepers tried their best to restrain him.

With his hands bound behind his back, the majestic ghost looked at Wang Er fiercely, and shouted loudly, "You dare to kill me."

There was a scar on his face from the corner of his eye to his jaw, and he seemed to be alive at this moment, extremely hideous and terrifying.

Wang Er swallowed his saliva, and his whole body began to tremble. The nine rings on the raised ghost head knife bumped and made a clanking sound.

"How dare you~" The majestic ghost stared at eyes as big as copper bells, revealing its murderous aura.

Suddenly, Wang Er's eyes turned up, his face turned pale, and he fell off the platform and passed out.

Coincidentally, the fallen Ghost Head Knife was inserted into Wang Er's ass impartially.

Wang Er didn't say a word, he gritted his teeth firmly, unable to move, not even if he stabbed himself again.

"Hahaha, trash, I stretched my head out for you and you dare not kill you, hahaha..."

The majestic ghost laughed wantonly, with disdain in his eyes.

Gu Chuan came out of the crowd, took out the ghost knife wrapped in red cloth, came to the execution platform, and kicked Wang Er who was pretending to be unconscious.

Wang Er fell to the ground, Gu Chuan saw that something was wrong, picked up Wang Er's ghost knife and stabbed Wang Er's other half of the butt impartially.

"Well, it's symmetrical." Gu Chuan clapped his hands, very satisfied with his masterpiece, Wang Er's teeth were almost broken, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

As soon as he rushed to the execution platform, the majestic ghost looked at Gu Chuan, who was thinner than Wang Er, with even more disdain.

"Trash, you dare to kill me~"

The majestic ghost struggled violently, and the head catchers were shaken for a while, almost unable to hold it down.

"Hmph, killing you and me alone is enough."

Gu Chuan waved back a few arresters, picked up the majestic ghost with one hand and threw it under his feet.

The majestic ghost struggled, but like a soft-footed shrimp, it couldn't get rid of the foot on its back.

Gu Chuan swung his saber down.

puff~

The head of the majestic ghost fell to the ground, and the headless body twitched continuously.

At the same time, a suffocation suddenly condensed on the ghost, and the suffocation rushed into Gu Chuan's body along the ghost knife.

A feeling of being pricked by needles came from all over the body, and the copper skin and iron bones were running. Although it could eliminate the evil spirit, the effect was slow.

The golden body skill was activated again, a golden light circulated in the body, and the evil spirit was immediately extinguished as if it had encountered a nemesis.

No, rather than being extinguished, it is more like being swallowed.

There was a flash of light in Gu Chuan's eyes, he felt that the golden body kung fu had grown a little bit, and he didn't know what kind of ghost Tianyuan Laodao restored the golden body kung fu.

"Come on, continue."

Gu Chuan looked a little excited.

Qi Ziming waved his hand to let the ghost continue to be escorted forward.

This time it was a white-haired ghost. Before being restrained, he was in the realm of a first-class warrior, and he could be regarded as a master.

Gu Chuan didn't talk nonsense, grabbed the white-haired ghost and pressed him to the ground.

Just as he was about to swing the knife, a voice suddenly came into his mind, "Don't kill me, I can give you money and treasures."

Guitou Dao slashed all the way down, ignoring the white-headed ghost's words, "Take your treasure and go to hell." Nothing is more satisfying than increasing your strength.

Another ghost was escorted up, this time it was a ghost sister Yujie with an excellent figure, delicate skin, and a mature and charming face.

That frown and smile, even though the body was bound by chains, made all the men present swallow their saliva, cursing the goblin inwardly, but their eyes never left the ghost sister Yuyu.

"Brother, do you really have the heart to kill your sister? My sister is afraid of pain."

Sister Guiyaoyu half-kneeled on the ground, outlining a graceful and charming curve, and her revealing clothes were even more happy, which made people think about it.

Gu Chuan felt a little hot on the tip of his nose, but he was still unmoved, "Hold on, I'll be there soon."

Sister Guiyao Yu showed a sad expression, and her body exuded a charm.

"Brother, how about you let my sister go, as long as you let her go." Sister Guiyaoyu bit her lower lip, and said with tears in her eyes: "As long as you let my sister go, her body will be yours."

"How about playing freely for seven days."

Sister Guiyaoyu showed a shy expression, and even Qi Ziming had the idea of ​​letting her go.

Gu Chuan pondered for a while, and raised the ghost knife in his hand, "The welfare is very good, but I prefer corpses."

puff~

As soon as the knife fell, Sister Guiyaoyu's head rolled to the ground, with a puzzled look in her eyes.

……

Nearly a hundred ghosts, Gu Chuan killed them all in one night. Qi Ziming was afraid that Gu Chuan would not be able to hold on, but he didn't expect that the more he killed, the more energetic he became.

Qi Ziming also breathed a sigh of relief, the order from the Liuzhou Mansion has been completed, and he doesn't have to worry about losing his black hat.

……

In the Yamen of Liuzhou Prefecture, a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar looked at the official letter submitted by Huaning County and felt strange.

"I didn't expect Qi Ziming to be quite capable." Originally, nearly a hundred ghosts and demons escorted Huaning County just to share the pressure, and he didn't expect Qi Ziming to complete the task, but he didn't expect Qi Ziming to surprise him.

"Come here, send the newly imprisoned three hundred ghosts to Huaning County, and order them to beheaded within five days."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to have thought of something again, and continued: "Let Mr. Ying follow along."

"Yes, my lord."

……

A few days later, another group of ghosts and demons were escorted to Huaning County, but this time the person responsible for the escort was a young man in his twenties, dressed casually, holding a folding fan in his hand.