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The armadillo rushed into the neighborhood committee, waving its hands and screaming, "Oops, Oops, adults, hurry up and help!"

Then it was picked up suddenly, and the bird's beak was pinched up and down.

"What are you shouting about? It's so noisy."

"Woooo-"

Armadillo struggled to turn his head to look, and met Bi Fang's gaze.

Armadillo: "..."

Bi Fang: "What happened?"

The armadillo turned its head, waved its hands and shouted at the neighborhood committee, "Something has happened! Hurry up and help!"

Bi Fang raised his eyebrows, grabbed the armadillo's face and turned it back: "What do you mean?"

The armadillo was pinched into the shape of a screaming chicken mouth by him.

"what happened?"

Director Ao and Qingqiu came out from the room.

Armadillo's eyes lit up, his whole body struggled desperately, and finally escaped from Bi Fang's clutches.

It took a big breath, and said sharply: "There is a riot! Many, many ghosts suddenly rioted and went berserk, and they all rushed into the alley of Nanshan Second Street!"

Qingqiu clicked his tongue: "Just make some fools."

Director Ao said in a deep voice: "If a large area of ​​ghosts go berserk and riot, the harm cannot be underestimated. Qingqiu, Bi Fang, the three of us will suppress it together."

Just as they were about to go out, another ghost rushed in.

The shaggy-headed ghost bumped into him head-on, Qingqiu stepped aside, and immediately the whole ghost bumped into Qingqiu's leg.

The fluffy-headed ghost fell down with his teeth and claws open, and Bi Fang hooked his chest on his chest and picked him up.

The shaggy-headed ghost flew up again, and was caught by Bi Fang.

Bi Fang: "What's the matter?"

The shaggy-headed ghost swallowed, his face turned pale, "Mr. Bai...Mr. Bai is surrounded by ghosts, and he is at the center of those rioting ghosts!"

Everyone suddenly changed countenance.

"Wow--!"

The unkempt ghost fell to the ground with his teeth and claws bared again.

Director Ao and others have disappeared in place.

Arriving at Nanshan [-]nd Street, Director Ao immediately gasped.

The buildings on Nanshan Second Street are crowded, and most of them are winding alleys.

Now the sky and the ground are full of ghost heads, packed densely like sardines.

These ghosts have strange shapes, and they go to one of the places crying and howling.

In the center of the group of ghosts, a tall mountain of ghosts has been piled up.

Jin Jiuri's face darkened, and he raised his hand.

The red gold flame surged loudly and condensed into a dazzling light cluster in his hand, like a little sun.

He stared at the tall ghost mountain bag, and was about to throw out the ball of light with his backhand.

Then he tilted his arm and almost swung it off.

Jin Jiuri hurriedly retrieved the light ball, "What are you doing!"

Qingqiu tugged at his arm: "What do you want to do?"

Jin Jiuri shouted: "Kill these crazy ghosts!"

Qingqiu rolled his eyes to the sky: "Mr. Bai is still inside, do you want to kill him too?"

"No, they haven't gone mad yet, I'll wash them away." Director Ao took a closer look, and immediately raised his hand, a huge stream of water condensed around him.

As soon as the blue light exploded, Bi Fang beside him had pierced into the ghost mountain bag like a straight blue arrow.

The Jenga music of the ghost group was knocked apart by him.

Rushing into the center of the ghost group, Bi Fang swept his eyes away and was suddenly taken aback.

Originally thought to be in extreme danger, Bai Miao, who was struggling to survive, was crouching securely on a wall in the alley.

Those ghosts frantically crowded into the alley as if they couldn't see him.

Bai Miao stared at the crowd of ghosts with blurred faces in distress, rubbing her chin and thinking about something.

Then Bi Fang watched helplessly as he took out his cell phone and made a call.

Guishan Director Bao Wai Ao's communication symbol rang.

Hearing the voice, Bai Miao looked up and saw Bi Fang staring at him in mid-air.

He quickly waved and shouted: "It's just in time, help take these ghosts away, the ghost lock formation is full."

Bi Fang numbly carried the bundled ghosts and flew out.

Bai Miao took out a round wooden formation plate and stuffed a few pieces of talisman paper into it.

He tentatively threw it to the dense crowd of ghosts in the sky.

There was a thin "buzz".

The air trembled slightly, and then stagnated suddenly.

A huge array floated in the sky above Nanshan Second Street, encircling all the ghosts up, down, left, and right.

The group of ghosts swarming towards the center seemed to have been pressed the pause button, their movements suddenly stopped, their ferocious faces were frozen, and only their eyes could barely move.

Bai Miao looked up at the spectacular scene in front of her.

Well, it seems that Zhan Lexing can be hit hard.

The working ghosts of the neighborhood committee were mobilized, leading groups of tied ghosts back to the neighborhood committee.

The □□ Nanshan [-]nd Street finally restored order.

The shaggy-headed ghost violently threw the last group of ghosts into the cell, and then surrounded Bai Miao with other working ghosts.

"Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai, what have you done?"

Bai Miao took a sip of water and said: "I tried to make a formation plate for locking ghosts, and I just tested how well the formation plate works."

Bi Fang kept looking at the round disk array over and over again, amazed: "Is this the profound art of human beings? It's interesting."

Director Ao frowned and said, "Why are there so many ghosts rioting suddenly? Obviously these ghosts are not crazy..."

Jin Jiuri put his foot on his lap: "They don't look like they're crazy? They're so troublesome to catch them after they've been set on fire."

Director Ao stared: "Thousands of ghosts, you can kill them if you say so?"

Jin Jiuri scoffed, "So what?"

Bi Fang nodded in agreement.

Qingqiu raised his eyebrows and said: "Then we should first find out why these guys rioted."

Bi Fang was still beeping: "It's fine to keep one or two ghosts, the others will be burned directly, and keeping them is also harmful..."

"It cannot be burned."

Bai Miao put down the water glass and said: "These ghosts didn't go crazy, it's because they ate the eclipse grass."

There was silence in the neighborhood committee.

Qingqiu turned to Jin Jiuri and Bi Fang and said, "Let's burn it."

Bai Miao:? ? ?

"Wait, why do you burn it when you say it burns?"

Bi Fang put his finger on the array and circled around, and said with a smile: "Those who have touched the eclipse grass are basically useless. The eclipse, the ecstasy and the corruption of the soul, they will continue to consume the eclipse grass by any means until the soul is exhausted." .”

Bai Miao understood.

Sure enough, it's a ghost drug.

Director Ao frowned: "We obviously burned a batch of maze grass, where did these maze grass come from?"

Bi Fang was eager to try: "I will burn them..."

Suddenly, a loud "boom" came from the ground.

Bi Fang's voice paused.

In the next second, loud noises of "Boom, Boom, Boom" began to follow.

In the dungeon, the ghosts who were tied together broke free from the rope at some point and slammed into the railing of the cell frantically.

Then it exploded with a "boom" on the railing into a cloud of black and red air, and disappeared into the air.

One by one, these ghosts were fearless of death.

As soon as Bai Miao appeared in the dungeon, all the ghosts turned their distracted eyes and stared at him intently.

A chill shot up from the soles of his feet.

Kim Gu Il couldn't believe it: "They were driven crazy by the eclipse grass?"

Bai Miao said coldly: "Someone is manipulating them."

The ghost lock formation was sacrificed by Bai Miao again, and the ghosts in the entire cell were instantly frozen.

The inconspicuous black and red airflow wrapped around them suddenly became stronger, resisting the power of the ghost lock formation.

The ghosts trembled all over, their eyes fixed on Bai Miao's direction, and they were about to break free from the ghost lock formation.

Director Ao looked at Qingqiu: "Qingqiu, do it."

Qingqiu's fox eyes narrowed slightly, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a treacherous arc: "Director, what I told you before..."

Director Ao said righteously: "This is obviously a matter of duty, how can we take advantage of this opportunity to ask for benefits?"

Qingqiu said with a smile: "It's also my duty to crush them to death."

Director Ao: "..."

"All right, all right." Director Ao waved his hand in pain.

Qingqiu smiled with satisfaction.

The invisible force centered on him and crashed over.

All the ghosts held by the ghost lock circle uncontrollably leaned back under this force.

Strands of black and red air flow emerged from the ghost, condensing into a black and red ball in the sky.

A very weak black and red air flow also floated out from Bai Miao's arm and merged into the black and red ball.

Qingqiu flicked his fingers lightly.

The black and red ball exploded violently and shattered into slag.

The closed eyes of the bearded Taoist priest suddenly opened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The shoehorn-faced Taoist priest on the side was shocked and rushed to the altar immediately.

He stuck a yellow talisman on the bearded Taoist priest's heart, and stuffed a few pills into his mouth.

The shoehorn-faced Taoist priest looked gloomy, "What happened? Could that kid escape from being surrounded by so many ghosts?"

The bearded Taoist didn't answer him.

"Brother?" The shoehorn-faced Taoist looked up suspiciously.

The bearded Taoist turned purple and fell straight back.

Taoist priest with a shoehorn face:? ? ! !

The bearded Taoist fell to the ground and died.

The shoehorn-faced Taoist priest's pale face froze.

He swished back a few steps, and looked at the bearded Taoist priest with extreme horror, as if he saw a ghost.

No, Li Gui couldn't make him so frightened.

The serving Taoist looked at each other.

Suddenly, a senior disciple's expression changed drastically.

"Could it be...could it be that...neighborhood committee?"

"To shut up!"

The shoehorn-faced Taoist priest's voice was so high-pitched that it broke.

"No, it's impossible, how could a mere human being alarm them..."

The Taoist priest with a shoehorn face stepped back a few steps vigorously.

"Yes, it's impossible...absolutely impossible, there must be something wrong..."

After a while, the eldest disciple who just spoke was thinking that the Taoist priest with a shoehorn face should have calmed down.

He asked in a low voice: "Master, what should we do next? Or use those addicts to attack that person?"

The shoehorn-faced Taoist priest turned around.

All the Taoist boys were startled by his viciously distorted face, and almost fell to the ground.

After the last time he failed in the fight, many deep wrinkles appeared on his blue and white face, and now he is even more ferocious, like a ghost crawling out of the ground.

He yelled: "Damn addict! Everything is ruined, nothing is left! Why don't you make yourself a ghost?!"

All the Taoist boys knelt down, shivering and sweating.

The ups and downs of the shoehorn-faced Taoist priest's chest gradually calmed down, and his eyes were shining abnormally.

He turned around and muttered to himself again: "Senior brother must be too careless, controlling so many ghosts at one time in that place, how could it not attract their attention..."

He opened his hand, looked at the black and red air flowing in the palm of his hand, and slowly evoked a crazy smile.

"No, I still have... I still have it! Even if I die, I will drag him into my back!"

In the dungeon of the neighborhood committee, Bai Miao and Director Ao had disagreements over these ghosts contaminated with eclipse grass.

Jin Jiuri and Bi Fang: "Burn it directly."

Director Ao: "No, they didn't go crazy."

Bai Miao stared at the ghosts in the cell who were clearly addicted to drugs, thinking about whether to detoxify them.

"It's not good, it's not good, help!"

Armadillo burst into the dungeon.

Bai Miao looked down.

Armadillo: "..."

The armadillo immediately rolled its eyes and foamed at the mouth.

Bi Fang: "Wait, pretend to be dead after speaking."

The armadillo who was lifted by its ears rolled its eyes and said with difficulty: "An accident happened in the kindergarten..."

After speaking, the armadillo closed its eyes and remained silent.

"kindergarten?!"

Qingqiu's face changed suddenly.