Chapter 153 Chapter 153
Zhang Yang pulled Yun Tutu and asked, "What's going on? Should we go to the van to take shelter?"

Although the van was parked in the yard, there was a vacuum zone around it and no one could get close to it.

Yun Tutu glanced at Taoist Shifang who was standing in front of him and said, "Let's wait a little longer. Taoist Shifang should have a backup plan."

After saying that, Yun Tutu wrapped his down jacket tightly around him and said, "Are you cold? Do you want me to get you another coat?"

Zhang Yang shook her head, "It's okay, I can resist cold." After all, after some training, her physical fitness is better than others, but she dare not compare with Yun Tutu. Now Yun Tutu's physical fitness and all indicators are very good. She can withstand the cold current in the beast world, let alone this temperature.

But the villagers outside the yard were in a terrible situation. Some of them were families huddled together, their teeth chattering from the cold, and they had no time to escape.

"I say, as a Taoist priest, if you don't practice magic well, you can't be unable to defeat these lonely ghosts, right?" An arrogant and familiar voice sounded, Yun Tutu was a little stunned. The phantoms that were rushing around outside the yard suddenly became quiet and fell to the ground, trembling.

"Master Ghost King, it's not that I can't defeat them, but an old friend has arrived, so I contacted you." Taoist Master Shifang laughed, "The ghost realms that the ghost kings have conjured up are really getting more and more handy."

"Ghost King?" Zhang Yang was shocked. How could it be so exciting? She encountered him as soon as she arrived?

"Still a familiar ghost," Yun Tutu sighed, "The harvest from the last time I came here was all thanks to these ghost kings."

"Old friend," Ming Jiayi's voice became a little gentler, "but it's little friend Yun Tutu."

"That's right." Yun Tutu stopped watching the show and took a step forward, saying with a smile, "Sister Ming, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you okay?"

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up as a beautiful woman wearing a cheongsam and with long straight hair appeared in the yard.

A large open space suddenly appeared beside her, and all the shadows were squeezed into the corner.

Is this the difference between a ghost king and an ordinary soul?
Before she could be surprised, several shadows appeared beside the Ghost King, including a handsome man and a pretty woman, and a little devil.

These people were wearing very new styles of clothes, cheongsam dresses, and well-ironed suits. Even the little boy was dressed like a little boy. If you didn't know, you would think they had accidentally walked into a party.

"So it's really you," Zhang Yang felt as if he was pushed aside by an invisible force when he heard the voice, but there was nothing wrong with him.

"Tutu, did you bring me any beautiful clothes this time?" Ming Jiayi raised her hand and showed the huge pigeon egg in her hand. This was also the small ornament that Tutu gave her before. I don't know how many ghost kings envied her dress. If it were not impossible to snatch it away, she would probably lose it.

Yun Tutu blinked and looked at Ming Jiayi, who looked even more beautiful. "Sister Ming, why are you more beautiful now?"

Ming Jiayi covered her mouth and laughed so hard that she fell backwards. She floated in the air. "I am so flattered by your praise. How can your little mouth be so sweet?"

Yun Tutu, "That's because my sister is pretty. I have never seen anyone more beautiful and more elegant than my sister." The ghostly figure is floating, and with such a beautiful face, if she wears ancient costume, she will be so elegant, simply a ghost fairy!
"I actually brought some very beautiful dresses this time, some are ancient style and some are sexy. I think they all suit you very well, sister. With your figure, you will look good in anything."

Ghosts also like to hear nice words, and Ming Jiayi is no exception. "Good sister still understands me. I accept you as my sister. I will bring you some small gifts later."

After that, she looked at Yuntutu expectantly, "Can I see those dresses first?"

"Big sister, don't do this," the little brat Amu ran between them. Because he was not tall enough, he simply stood in the air so that he could be on the same level as Yun Tutu. "Sister, what about me? You said last time that there would be toys? Are there any?"

“Yes, both.”

Zhang Yang was stunned, and then she realized that these were old acquaintances, the ghost kings she had met before. Her admiration for Yun Tutu instantly became like a surging river, endless. She could even get along well with the ghost kings in the spiritual plane.

The phantoms that were clamoring in the yard before were now trembling and hiding in the corner. They were just ordinary wandering souls and were not even qualified to serve food in front of the Ghost King.

The people in Heping Village heard the noise and wanted to see what was going on, but they only felt that their vision was obscured by a thick fog and they could not see anything.

Taoist Master Shifang greeted them, "I wanted to invite you all over late at night, but I didn't expect to run into some little devils blocking the way, so I can only invite you all in advance."

After the last fight, Taoist Shifang became inexplicably involved with these ghost kings, and he promised them that if he encountered Yun Tutu, he would notify them immediately.

Although Taoist Master Shifang's magic is not the most powerful, he is the most trustworthy.

"I say that you, a Taoist priest, are really useless. These wandering ghosts can be captured with a wave of your hand. Why keep them jumping around here? Do you want to celebrate the New Year?" The third ghost king Lin Yaozu, who was holding a paper fan and had a romantic face, was full of disdain. All these soul powers were not enough for him to slap them away with a palm.

"Not every talisman is precious. It would be a pity to use it on them." Taoist Shifang did not feel embarrassed. With his magic power, he would definitely not stand a chance of winning against these ghost kings. Besides not wanting to waste talismans, he also wanted to use these ghost kings to frighten these so-called ancestors, so that they would not jump out for no reason in the future, which would be quite disgusting.

"It's a pity," Lin Yaozu thought that the talismans could be exchanged for paper offerings, and agreed, "You can save the talismans and exchange them for things for me, and I will help you clean them all up."

Taoist Shifang, "." He wanted to get something for free.
The villagers of Heping Village who were trapped in the ghost realm, as well as those so-called ancestors and wandering ghosts, were all trembling in fear at this moment, not knowing whether they could escape the disaster tonight, so they dared not make any demands.

The villagers of Heping Village cursed those so-called ancestors in their hearts. Now, they had offended the wrong people and were now in trouble.

"Then I'll trouble Ghost King Lin," Taoist Master Shifang was flexible. Besides, he had also been in the first batch, so he had enough food and was not worried. "But I don't know where they are hiding my parents."

"You are so useless," Lin Yaozu said with disgust, "Last time you were in our ghostland, you were having a great time, why are you so hesitant after seeing these few wandering spirits?
I just don't believe that you have no way to find your parents. Aren't you Taoists good at fortune-telling and tracing people?"

These ten Taoist priests are not that incompetent. What they did today was really intolerable to people. No, it was really intolerable to ghosts.