Ye Yang said softly, "Double ghosts guard the door, yin wood sets the soul. Feng Ruoxing, keep an eye on that kid, don't let the yin soul strangle him."

Ye Yang himself took out a stack of paper money tied with hemp rope from his backpack, walked up to the two trees, and threw the paper money between the two pagoda trees. After the paper money flew out a few meters, the hemp rope was broken by Ye Yang's strength, and the paper money scattered all over the sky.

After a while, the paper money flying in the sky was divided into two equal parts, like a group of dark yellow butterflies, each flying behind a pagoda tree, and only falling to the ground after turning behind the tree.

Ye Yang quickly saw the paper money scattered on the ground, jumping up one by one, "hiding" behind the tree trunks and disappearing. It looked as if someone was hiding behind a big tree counting money.

Ye Yang was not in a hurry, and just waited quietly for the other party to pick up the paper money.

According to common sense, the gatekeeper has to introduce the main character after receiving the money. Therefore, Ye Yang was playing the game of "courtesy before force."

Before long, all the paper money behind the two trees had been collected, but no one came out to talk to Ye Yang.

Ye Yang's face sank slightly, and he reached into his backpack again. This time, what he took out was not paper money, but a whole string of copper coins.

Ye Yang grabbed both ends of the coin string with both hands, and as he raised his hands outwards, he suddenly exerted force, breaking the coin string in mid-air. As countless copper coins flew through the air, Ye Yang clenched his hands into claws at the same time, dragging backwards. After the copper coins flew over the tree trunks, they changed direction and struck the pagoda trees.

The sound of copper coins钉 ding into the bark, like raindrops bursting out one after another, and raging fire rose up behind the tree trunks. Two figures were blasted out by the coins on the left and right, and fell to the ground several meters away.

It was clearly a pair of paper-扎 zha children, a boy and a girl.

Ye Yang's eyes narrowed slightly: "Feng Ruoxing, watch out behind you!"

Feng Ruoxing, who already had her swords in hand, heard Chen Xiaobao's trembling voice before she could turn around: "Sister Feng, there's someone behind me! He...he's pulling me!"

Feng Ruoxing was only about a step away from Chen Xiaobao, and Feng Ruoxing was much taller than Chen Xiaobao. As long as she turned back and swung her sword, she could cross over Chen Xiaobao's head and kill the yin soul behind him.

But Feng Ruoxing didn't move!

Chen Xiaobao's voice came again: "Sister Feng, I'm scared, why aren't you helping me?"

If someone was standing behind Feng Ruoxing at this time, they would see that the person speaking was not Chen Xiaobao.

The real Chen Xiaobao had his mouth covered by a pink-cheeked paper figure. One hand was grabbing the paper figure's arm, desperately pulling outwards, while the other hand struggled to touch Feng Ruoxing. Only if Feng Ruoxing turned around would he have a chance to live, but his hand was stopped about an inch away from Feng Ruoxing, and he couldn't touch Feng Ruoxing's clothes no matter what.

Another paper figure wearing a boy's clothes stood in the place where Chen Xiaobao should have been, staring at Feng Ruoxing's back, his head shaking slightly up and down, saying: "Sister Feng, there really is someone behind me, turn around and take a look!"

The paper figure's mouth couldn't move, but it imitated Chen Xiaobao's voice so vividly that no one could tell the truth from the fake unless they turned around.

While speaking, the paper figure quietly raised his fingers, and five sharp iron wires protruded from the tips of each of his fingers. The two hands moved up and down, silently aiming at Feng Ruoxing.

He was waiting for Feng Ruoxing to turn around. As long as Feng Ruoxing turned her head, those iron wires would only be able to go straight for Feng Ruoxing's facial features, or simply stab into Feng Ruoxing's chin.

Seeing that Feng Ruoxing didn't turn around, the paper figure simply pretended to be making a sound of being suffocated, and his feet desperately kicked at the ground.

Chen Xiaobao, who was being held down by the paper figure, suddenly opened his eyes wide. He had never thought that ghosts could be so cunning, actually imitating the sound of him being strangled to death to lure Feng Ruoxing to turn around.

At the same time, Ye Yang, standing in the distance, exploded with a sword, the sword light directly attacking between the pagoda trees on the left. Ye Yang's sword suddenly pressed downwards, and the long sword instantly disappeared into the ground about half a foot below the tree.

The long sword entered the earth, and the sword energy erupted. Streaks of sword light burst out from the ground around the pagoda tree and rushed into the sky. The sound of the tree roots being cut off by the sword energy rose with the wind. Ye Yang held the sword in one hand and lifted it upwards, and the pagoda tree with all its roots broken was overturned by Ye Yang's sword.

As the several-meter-tall tree crashed to the ground with the force of the wind, Ye Yang stepped forward, held the long sword upside down, grasped the hilt with both hands, raised the long sword high above his head, and plunged it into the ground.

As the three-foot-long sword completely disappeared into the earth, Ye Yang was first slightly stunned, and immediately activated his sword energy to stab straight into the ground. Although Ye Yang couldn't see how far his sword energy entered the earth, he heard the sound of a stone slab being shattered by the sword energy.

As Ye Yang's sword energy erupted again, clods of earth around the long sword burst into the sky, and Ye Yang faintly saw a stone coffin in the midst of the flying mud.

It was the stone coffin that was shattered by Ye Yang's sword energy.

With the stone coffin broken, the paper figure behind Feng Ruoxing also burst into flames in a scream, and in the blink of an eye, it burned into a ball of fire.

Feng Ruoxing slowly turned around in the firelight and looked at the paper figure strangling Chen Xiaobao's neck: "If you can speak human language, you should be able to understand what I'm saying, right?"