Twilight Boundary

Is the evil spirit really just transformed by a breath of Yin Qi?

Of course not.

There are so many types of evil spirits, ghosts, wandering spirits, evil objects and ghosts, all with different origins.

The so-called evil spirit is only transformed by a breath of Yin energy, and it only refers to the lowest level of Yin energy. It is indeed a breath of Yin energy, and it will not cause trouble when it comes to people with a stronger Yang energy.

Some, even from their existence to their disappearance, are not noticeable, they are just part of the rebirth of yin and yang.

But does this prevent Hu Ma from saying this?

Not in the way either.

Today's Huma wants to borrow the words he heard from the second master to embolden the people.

Anyway, I can't escape, so if I let the evil spirits wreak havoc here, it's better to take action in advance and seize the opportunity first. The common people are emboldened, and the energy and vitality that burst out at this moment is not as good as that of Lao Huotang Zizu. How much difference there is between a temple and something like that.

He used thunderous means to deal with this brat just to maintain his courage.

With this courage, he can also use his strength to deal with the evil spirits in the village. If he can deal with one, he will deal with one. If he really encounters a big one, he will not feel guilty if he runs to Laoyin Mountain.

And this move worked as expected. The villagers who followed became bolder and still sang and drank along with the guys.

Even the four or five people who had just been fascinated by the little female ghost were pulled into the crowd and rushed into the village. However, not long after they rushed in, they saw two people standing in front of them. A sycamore tree has a belt hanging on it.

When so many people arrived, they seemed invisible. They just concentrated on fastening their belts and reaching in with their heads.

Seeing this unexpectedly, the villagers' hearts trembled slightly.

But Hu Ma didn't let them have the chance to be afraid at all, and immediately shouted: "What the hell, you dare to do something strange!"

"Datong, bring someone over and chop him down!"

"..."

"coming!"

Zhou Datong agreed loudly, waved the knife in his hand, and rushed towards the tree.

First, he kicked the two people who wanted to hang themselves away, and then chopped them into pieces on the tree. At this moment, he didn't care about the reason for hanging. Is it because there was a hanged man in the tree looking for a substitute, or was this old tree an old tree? If you have a spirit, if you want to cause trouble or something, just chop down the tree.

"Take, take, take..."

After a few chops, the tree body trembled and the leaves fell, as if something was struggling.

"Wow!"

But before the old tree could struggle, a bucket of boy urine was poured on the tree.

Immediately, Zhao Zhu rushed over, stabbed the tree with the enchanted dung fork in his hand, and shouted: "Keep cutting!"

The tree immediately became obedient, and then some people rushed up to help. They knocked it down directly with all their hands and feet, and then continued to rush in. This raging anger actually caused some wandering evil spirits to wander in the village. I don't dare to get close to anything.

And in this process, one person passed it on to ten, and ten to a hundred, but there were more strong laborers. After hearing the news, they all rushed over to help.

Hu Ma led the people and rushed straight to the Zhao family mourning hall.

Under this momentum, the ghosts he met earlier did not show up, and he rushed directly to the mourning hall.

I don’t know what is hidden here, but as if I felt threatened, I screamed suddenly.

The pig head on the case shouted at the top of his lungs, the doll in the steamer kept crying, and the tables and chairs bumped around, as if there was a big earthquake.

"Bang!"

The tables and chairs collided randomly, but Hu Ma's attack was crisper than theirs.

He strode to the front and kicked out with all his strength, knocking one table away, knocking down the second table, then the third table, and the entire mourning hall was kicked out by him. The table was smashed to pieces.

Strips of white cloth and straw fell down. Compared with that, the shaking of tables and chairs just now seemed insignificant.

"Uh-huh!"

At the same time, he reached out and grabbed the pig's head on the iron hook.

The pig was screaming miserably, and actually bit into Hu Ma's palm, but Hu Ma refused to dodge, and allowed the pig to bite his palm. Instead, he squeezed the pig's chin with five fingers, and then crushed the pig's jaw. Throwing it behind him: "Datong, continue."

"okay……"

Zhou Datong was still lame on one leg, but he suddenly jumped, caught the pig's head, directed it toward the pig's mouth, and blew out Yang Qi.

All of a sudden, the screaming pig's head suddenly stopped moving, as if whatever was attached to it had escaped.

"?"

Hu Ma was startled: She originally wanted Zhou Datong to throw it into the manure pit, but this kid actually kissed it?

I also find it funny in my heart. Of course, now is not the time to dwell on the details. The key point is the momentum.

Still striding forward, he kicked the stove and steamer with countless crying children to pieces. The steamed buns inside rolled to the floor. The waiters and people who followed him stepped on them, but no children were heard. cried.

It's just that it's a rare white flour steamed bun after all, but it's really a pity...

After dismantling these, they arrived in front of the Zhao family's courtyard. At this time, the people behind them also saw the coffin inside, and they were kowtowing towards the coffin. Everyone's face was covered with blood. The people in the village look weird.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

As if he was also brought over by Hu Ma, the powerful anger rushed over, and the things in the coffin suddenly changed.

The coffin was bumping wildly, and it was so violent that people stood upright.

The old man Zhao inside still had that weird smile on his face, but his eyes that seemed to be closed now suddenly opened and he looked coldly at the intruder.

The people in the village who were kowtowing to it suddenly suddenly stood up and looked outside with their bloodied faces.

Such a scene is as ghostly as a nightmare.

No matter how courageous the person is, his legs will immediately weaken if he is stared at by this sight.

But Hu Ma had already prepared, and he could not let the people have the chance to be afraid. When the coffin man stood up, he had already taken a step, raised his hands, and pressed them between his chest and ribs. Spring Thunder:

"drink!"

This roar, which he shouted out in a deep voice, seemed to come from within his body, like the cry of a toad or like thunder.

The sound vibrated, as if it had a masculine meaning of warding off evil spirits and exorcising ghosts. It instantly overwhelmed the haunting sounds around him, and even the neighbors who were closer to him were shaken violently.

In the courtyard, the people who were kowtowing and their faces covered with blood were shocked by the roar at the same time. Their gloomy expressions were shaken away for a moment, and they all looked like they were waking up from a dream.

Only the coffin was shaking violently, and the evil energy was suppressed, but it was about to explode again.

But after a roar, Hu Ma also jerked his legs, and Shou Sui's tyrannical limbs exploded, rushing out two or three feet, and threw himself directly in front of the coffin.

"Crack!"

Hu Ma grabbed the old man Zhao in the coffin by the neck, smashed the coffin into pieces, and pushed him forward quickly.

Until his cold and stiff body was hit hard against the wall of their main room.

"puff!"

First, he sprayed a Xueyang Arrow on his face, and then the mahogany sword penetrated the fire and went straight into his heart.

Don't give it a chance to cause trouble at all.

There is no other way, the Shou Sui people have no other ability, just toughness.

If another doorway came, they would have to explore the bottom, find the key, and then solve the problem here, but Hu Ma didn't have time to explore, so at this time, he just chose the head-on confrontation that Shou Sui was best at.

It doesn't matter that I don't know how you did it. I'll destroy you first, and then I'll see what else you can do.

"Ah yo..."

The flax and mahogany sword penetrated the stiff heart of the old man Zhao, and suddenly a burst of flames swept through him. The old man Zhao's body really struggled like a living thing, but even if the mahogany sword penetrated the heart, his limbs twitched and his mouth opened to bite.

But Hu Ma pinched its neck and pressed it hard to prevent it from moving. No matter how corpse-like air hit its face, it could not shake the watcher in the slightest.

This method of handling was of course extremely efficient, but it shocked Zhou Datong and the people behind him.

The coffin man who had just stood up unexpectedly stood up, and the people in the yard turned their heads to look over at the same time. At a glance, it was twisted and weird, and they almost lost their minds.

But before he could really get scared, he saw Hu Ma rushing forward. His attack was very clean and heavy. He looked a bit scarier than the old man Zhao in the coffin.

He was confused for a moment: "The one here is more scary, so do I still need to be afraid?"

"Don't be stunned!"

In this trance, Hu Ma turned around and shouted to them: "Tie up everyone in the yard."

"Wake them up. If they can't wake them up, slap their ears. If they can't wake them up, just feed them shit!"

"..."

This shout also reminded Zhou Datong and others, who rushed forward in a hurry. The people in the courtyard had just dispersed the evil spirits because of the flax shock, and their reaction was a little slow.

At this moment, a confused man, with blood on his forehead, was about to pounce on and bite the people who rushed in. Zhou Datong was bumped into the shoulder by Zhou Datong, and then squeezed in with a bang, all hands and feet. Go hold them down.

There are many people and great strength, and some can't get in and some can't get out. But someone shouted and the earthen wall was knocked down by him.

The people in this courtyard who had been kowtowing for a long time were confused and somewhat vicious.

But Old Man Zhao had been burnt by flax until he was reduced to a skeleton, and they were also in a daze. Plus, they were crowded together and couldn't let go.

Before he could react, he was dragged out by the people outside, pushed to the ground, and beaten on his head and face.

If there is a rope, just tie it up with a rope. If the rope is not enough, just throw it into the cesspit.

For a time, the whole yard was filled with stench, and even the negative energy in the village seemed to be diluted a lot.

It seems that the crop production in this village will decrease tomorrow, and there will not be enough fertilizer.

But the effect was obvious. The trouble that affected half of the village was actually solved in such a messy way.

Of course there were a lot of bumps and bruises, but rounding it all off, it seems that not many lives were lost...

Before Hu Ma could think about it, he saw someone running over in a panic from a distance in the village. Everyone was startled, but they saw several people from neighboring villages with panic-stricken faces:

"It's not good. Please help me, young master. There is a trouble in my village in broad daylight..."

"..."

Another shouted: "The village doll bumped into a guest, and her eyes were about to fall out from crying..."

Before the shouting ended, someone else hurriedly ran over: "It's so scary. The rats are coming out of their holes and trying to eat people..."