Qiu Sheng was also shocked.
He quickly asked,
"Master, what should we do?"
Ninth Uncle said to Daoist Priest Four-Eyed, who had yet to leave,"
"Junior Brother, you can go back first! I still have some things to deal with."
Hearing this, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. However, he didn't ask any more questions and only instructed.
"Okay, then remember to come back early. Senior Brother, there are many evil spirits tonight. It's best to avoid them.”
After saying that, he went back to the mortuary alone.
"Let's go. Follow me to the theater first and see the situation!”
With that, Ninth Uncle brought Qiusheng to the theater in town.
At this moment, it was already a quarter to nine, and the Gate of Hell had just opened from the Western Underworld.
"Whoosh!"
As a cold night light rose, an extremely sinister evil aura assaulted his face.
The cold wind blew in the wild mountains, blowing the grass and trees. The flowers withered and fell to the ground.
Four ghost soldiers were guarding a group of ghosts as they walked through the dense forest.
Soon, they were attracted by the noise of the Ren family's theater and all floated over.
"Kacha, pui!"
At this moment, Wen Cai was chewing a cane in his mouth. The sweet juice filled his mouth, and he seemed to be enjoying it.
"There's no one at all! If I had known earlier, I would have brought a stool."
Wen Cai spat out the bagasse as he spoke.
However, the actors on the stage seemed to have noticed something and kept winking at him.
He thought that she was asking for applause, so he clapped his hands very hard.
At this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew into the entire courtyard from outside the door.
Xizi waved his hand at Wen Cai and reminded him in a low voice,"
"Hurry up and leave! Go! Let's go!"
However, Wen Cai was still watching with relish, enjoying the joy and satisfaction of watching the show.
"Master, there are no ghosts here! I can't see anything!"
Qiusheng and Ninth Uncle had also arrived at the back door of the theater. Looking at the courtyard, there was nothing but literary talent.
"Wait a minute."
As Ninth Uncle spoke, he applied a very refreshing mint oil on Qiusheng's eyelids.
"What about now?"
Hearing Ninth Uncle's words, Qiu Sheng opened his eyes.
He was instantly scared silly by the ghosts that filled the entire theater.
"If you don't open your eyes, how can you see ghosts?"
As Ninth Uncle spoke, he handed the red rope to Qiusheng and continued,"
"Send this red rope to him. When the time comes, I'll drag you back together.”
Qiu Sheng was obviously reluctant to go over. After all, those fiendish spirits were densely packed and filled the entire courtyard.
If he was targeted by a ghost, he would be finished.
"Master, there are so many ghosts. Can't you go with me?”
Ninth Uncle saw through this kid's thoughts at a glance.
"Humans don't offend ghosts, and ghosts don't offend humans. Be careful not to touch them, and you'll be fine.”
With that, he kicked Qiu Sheng away.
Qiu Sheng staggered and almost stepped on a female ghost's hair that was dragging on the ground.
He carefully moved forward and walked towards Wen Cai.
Halfway through, a red silk suddenly appeared in the air.
A female ghost with a graceful body gently waved her sleeves in the air and slowly landed on the ground.
"Little brother, are you the only one watching the show?”
With a wave of her red sleeves, Wen Cai saw this beautiful woman in front of the stage.
"What? Yes, when did you come over?”
Qiu Sheng saw this and quickly rushed over.
"Wencai, did you enjoy the show?”
Qiu Sheng then turned to the woman beside him and said gently,"
"This junior brother of mine is very silly. Why did you come here alone to watch the show in the middle of the night?”
"No, I think it's quite practical. That's because "
As she spoke, her tone changed and she seemed a little sad.
"Because of what?"
Qiu Sheng continued to ask, unconsciously leaning closer to the woman.
"Because I was chased here by bad people.”
As the woman spoke, she lifted Hong Xiu and said to the four fiendish men by the wall,"
"It's them who made me unable to stay anywhere. Can you help me deal with it?"
Qiu Sheng glanced at the person in the corner. It was probably just a ghost soldier. He was a dead person after all. He would probably be suppressed with the Corpse Suppression Talisman.
"No problem, leave it to me."
Qiu Sheng ignored Ninth Uncle's waving red rope and reminded him to come back quickly.
Instead, he felt that it was a hindrance and tore the red string in half.
Ninth Uncle was bounced back by the broken red rope and fell to the ground.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding!"
Qiu Sheng quickly and accurately pasted the four Corpse Suppressing Talismans on the foreheads of the ghost soldiers.
Soon, they fell to the ground.
At this moment, the woman shouted,"
" The ghost soldiers have fallen! Run!"
After saying that, she smiled at Wen Cai with a dark face.
"Little master, thank you and your senior brother so much! Let's meet again if fate permits!"
After saying that, she waved her skirt, turned around, and disappeared.
When he looked again, he saw that the surrounding dark spirits were fleeing in all directions. After running for a while, they had directly passed through the wall and flew into the air. More than half of them had disappeared!
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