Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 4375: Ghost hitting the wall

They have also heard of the Taoist temple in the deep mountains, and they all say that the Taoist temple is haunted by ghosts. For ordinary people, such rumors are the most frightening.

Third Uncle Huang looked at Ning Qi in a panic, and then there was anger in his eyes. The other party was under the sun, with a strong shadow, and he was clearly a living person!

The other party's words obviously know the rumors and deliberately scare them!

"Hehe, young master, you said you live in a Taoist temple?

The mountain road is difficult to walk, how can a young man like you, who is skinny and tender, be able to go to the Taoist temple, don't bully us rural people who are not very knowledgeable, just make fun of it like this. "

Uncle Huang smiled darkly.

A few idlers heard the words, and immediately reacted, and looked at Ning Qi with unfriendly expressions. They are masculine men, but they are actually scared by a yellow-haired boy on the other side?

If this spreads, the nearby villages won't laugh at them?

"I don't live in the Taoist temple, but the master of the temple."

Ning Qi smiled, "You have nothing else to do, so go to a place to bask in the sun."

"Hmph! You have a big tone, you wild boy."

Uncle Huang snorted coldly, then ignored Ning Qi, and looked at Li Chou, "Girl of the Li family, give me the elixir in your hand, and Uncle Huang will sell it for you!"

"Third Uncle, I can sell it myself."

Li Chou has already reacted somewhat.

These people are obviously not kind!

If this immortal lord can't cure her mother, this elixir will be sold for money to save her mother's life, how can it be easily taken away by others.

"The broom star, if you give today, you still have to give it, or if you don't give it, you still have to give it."

Uncle Huang grinned grimly and walked towards Li Chou.

The rest of the people stepped forward to stop Ning Qi with smiles.

There was a look of panic in Li Chou's eyes, and as a result, just as this group of people approached them, it was as if they had hit an invisible wall and fell straight into a somersault.

"What happened?"

"Did you step on a rock?"

Uncle Huang and the others stood up in a daze, then continued to approach the two of them, and then bumped into the wall again. I touched it in the air, and sure enough, I touched a wall that I couldn't see!

"Ah, it must be the means of the gods!"

Li Chou looked at Ning Qi in amazement, and felt a little relieved. With the protection of the gods, Uncle Huang and his group of idlers should not be able to **** the elixir from her hand.

"Impossible, even if there are ghosts in broad daylight, how dare they show up!"

While muttering to himself, Uncle Huang kept trying to get close to the two of them.

It's a pity.

There is always a wall standing in front of them.

Ning Qi looked at Huang Sanshu and the others indifferently, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"If you don't go, just stand here."

"You, what kind of blindfold did you use!"

Uncle Huang looked at Ning Qi in horror.

If he doesn't believe it, he can only choose to believe that the vision in front of him is made by Ning Qi.

An idle man shouted loudly: "Come and fight the monster, the girl of the Li family is with the monster, it is the monster from the Taoist temple in the mountain!"

The villagers of Huangshi finally noticed the movement here, and rushed over after hearing the news, watching and pointing with surprise.

Seeing this, Ning Qi smiled, and said to Li Chou, "Let's go, take me to your house, and leave these idlers alone."

"Yes."

Li Chou nodded quickly.

After the two left, Uncle Huang and the others subconsciously wanted to catch up, but they bumped into a wall again. wall.

This appearance makes the surrounding villagers a little strange.

But to Huang Sanshu and the others, it was not strange, but extremely fearful. No matter which direction they went, there was a wall blocking them. None, just stand.

"How could this be, how could this be..."

Uncle Huang was terrified.

"Huang San, it's all your fault, let me offend that guy!"

"Son, don't go, we know we are wrong, please forgive us!"

Several idlers yelled at Ning Qi as they scolded Uncle Huang angrily.

"What are you guys doing?"

An old man leaned on a cane and came to a few idlers, frowning and said: "In broad daylight, what are you talking about here?"

"Village chief, save us, we can't get out, we've been hit by a ghost!"

Uncle Huang hurriedly called for help.

"You know how to talk about broad daylight, how come ghosts hit the wall?"

The old man's angry beard was trembling: "Go back, don't be an eyesore here!"

"Village Chief, we really can't leave, if you don't believe me, come and touch me!"

Uncle Huang looked terrified.

Someone with good intentions really stepped forward to touch it, but they also touched a wall, and suddenly they were horrified: "There is really a wall blocking them!"

"Really?"

"I'll take a look too!"

Everyone stepped forward one after another, and finally confirmed one thing, Huang Sanshu and others were indeed beaten by ghosts!

There is no other explanation for this situation other than ghost hitting the wall.

The old man's face was solemn: "Just now you said that the little girl of the Li family brought a monster? What's going on!"

Third Uncle Huang hastily explained the ins and outs of the matter. Of course, he said that he was kind enough to help Li Chou sell the elixir.

"You guys really deserve it. They are orphans and widowed mothers. It's fine if you don't help out on weekdays, but you still want to trick him! I think you have met an expert this time, maybe a legendary cultivator!"

The old man snorted coldly.

"Cultivator? Village chief, what is that?"

A child asked curiously.

"That's an existence that comes and goes. We mortals are like ants in their eyes. Back then, when I was your age, there were immortal cultivators passing by our Huangshi Village. They waved their hands in the fight, just Destroying a mountain, the momentum is beyond our imagination."

The old man spoke earnestly.

"Cultivator? No, it's a ghost! He said it came from that Taoist temple, so it must be a ghost!"

Uncle Huang said quickly.

"Taoist Temple?"

There was a look of horror in everyone's eyes, and they felt creepy.

Is it really a ghost?

"You mean, the Taoist temple in our back mountain?"

The old man frowned slightly.

"Exactly."

Uncle Huang nodded repeatedly.

"There used to be a cultivator staying in that Taoist temple! You are so confused! Let's go to Widow Li's house and have a look. If the cultivator is merciful, you may still be saved today!"

The old man stomped his foot angrily, turned around and chased in the direction of Widow Li's house. Although his pace was not fast, he was very steady.

Seeing this, the rest hurriedly followed. Uncle Huang and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally drooped their heads, regretting endlessly in their hearts.