Seeing Yan Ming's appearance, the people who came from the mountain to participate in the selection of the ghost killing team cast their eyes on him.

There are doubts, there are ridicule, there are disdain, all kinds of eyes.

"Who recommended this kid? Why don't you even have a knife, is it too poor to afford it? Haha

" "He, I saw him on the way here just now, I saw that he had been picking wisteria flowers there, it seems that he was planning to spend the selection with wisteria flowers, hahaha

" "It seems that the ghost killing team is really in decline, and any cat and dog can come to participate in the audition, hey"

Yan Ming was standing among them, and it was difficult to hear their words.

But Yan Ming ignored them, and stood quietly in place and waited, letting them speak.

However, after being reminded by them, Yan Ming realized that he really didn't seem to have a knife.

"I don't know if they have a rule to bring a knife to participate" "I don't know if they

can borrow me first,"

Yan Ming looked at the two children not far in front of him.

Just as they were about to ask, the two children spoke.

"Thank you for coming to participate in this ghost slayer audition

" "Next, please allow me to introduce

the rules to you here" "

The rules are not complicated, you only need to survive in the area ahead for seven days..."

The two children on the stage were talking, and Yan Ming deserted below.

He stared blankly ahead, recalling the state of the place.

This place is a must for all members of the Demon Slayer Squad.

Joining the Demon Slayer is conditional on spending seven days here.

There are all kinds of ghosts inside, all of which were captured by the ancestors of the ghost killing team.

The strength is not very strong.

But Yan Ming knew it wasn't like that.

Because in addition to those ghosts with average strength, there are also some ghosts with strong strength.

These ghosts, Yan Ming felt that the Ghost Slayer knew about their existence, but this was all to improve the quality of the Ghost Slayer Team to keep them alive.

"Good luck with all of you, let's get started,"

the two children said before announcing the start.

There were a total of twenty-one participants, and they all walked inside one after another.

Yan Ming stood in the middle of the crowd at this time and asked, "I don't have a knife, can I go in?"

As soon as these

words came out, the twenty people immediately burst into laughter.

"Boy, go back, you will be a dead end

if you go in" "There is no knife, you just take your wisteria flowers and go in and beat them

" "Do you think he is stupid, I don't even know this bit of common sense, how dare he come" "

Without a knife, this guy will die if he goes in, they will definitely not let him in, just see him eliminated".

Seeing that they didn't mention the issue of bringing knives, Yan Ming didn't plan to ask again, but thought that if he passed for seven days, what would he do if people didn't pass because they didn't have a knife.

As for the cynicism of those twenty people, Yan Ming still chose to ignore it.

He only hopes now that he won't be eliminated because he doesn't have a knife.

The two children looked indifferent, took out a list from their arms, looked at it, and said.

"You can go in or not"

Hearing the words of the two children, the people who were laughing at the scene were stunned.

What do you mean?!!

Will this selection be opened by his family?

If you want to enter, if you don't want to enter, you won't enter?

"Thank you" Yan Ming nodded, and then handed the package behind him to the two children.

"Can you take a look at it for me?"

The twenty were stunned again.

This kid really helped himself to be his own family, and asked the family to help you look at the bag.

And the contents of this bag are wisteria flowers.

You don't have a knife, or at least a little bit of a ghost thing that doesn't dare to approach you.

"Yes," one of the two children took the bag.

The other child said, "You don't have a knife, you can bring the wisteria flowers

in" Yan Ming shook his head and began to move his muscles and bones, "No, just let me in"

Yan Ming said and walked in on his own, completely ignoring the other people's glances at him.

What kind of big-tailed wolf are you kidding, people have let you bring it, you still pretend to be a fork or not, and I don't know how you will die later.

For Yan Ming, relying on the quota given by Yan Zhu was already cheating, and it would be a bit too shameful to bring wisteria flowers in.

Yan Ming walked ahead of them and wanted to give them a lead.

But after a while, they were gone, and it seemed that they all had their own ideas, and no one thought that they would be able to survive behind Yan Ming.

"It seems that everyone has their own play," Yan Ming said with a glance behind him.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, it's time for me to play my own,"

said Yan Ming,

walking slowly forward.

After walking for a while, Yan Ming noticed that the fog here was getting heavier and heavier.

Just then, a scream came from the other side.

After Yan Ming heard this, a trace of excitement appeared on his originally expressionless face.

"Here",

he then ran like a gust of wind towards the location of the sound.

In less than a moment, he arrived at the 'scene of the crime'.

I saw that at this time, a young man of the same age as Yan Ming on the flat ground in front of him was fighting with a little ghost with his tongue sticking out his mouth.

The two fought back and forth at first, until finally the boy began to fall into disadvantage due to lack of physical strength.

"Zheng"

In less than two rounds, the little ghost grabbed the gap and knocked out the knife in the boy's hand.

The young man who had no knife instantly lost the courage to fight again, and fled in a hurry with fear on his face.

The little ghost stuck out his tongue and chased after the boy like a poisonous snake.

Yan Ming watched the whole process on the sidelines, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart.

This cultivator trained a real vegetable, the knife was knocked away, and he wouldn't pick it up, but he wanted to escape.

"Forget it, who let you meet me, it's okay anyway, just save it"

After speaking, Yan Ming beat the Qi in his body and chased after the little ghost.

Soon, Yan Ming caught up with the little ghost, and at the same time, the little ghost also caught up with the boy who had escaped.

The boy shouted "Help, who will

save me, save me

" Hearing the boy so spineless, Yan Ming couldn't help frowning.

What the hell!?

Look at your bear-like appearance, you're scared.

Aren't you going to die?!

It's a big deal, eighteen years later, he is a good man again.

At this time, some of the people who came to participate in the audition were hiding in the shadows and shivering at the teenager who called for help.

"It's over, it's over, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, who's going to save me"

Just when the boy who called for help was about to be caught by the imp.

Yan Ming quickened his pace and chased after him, and when he didn't miss long, he immediately jumped on the spot and jumped into the air.

Then he landed and kicked at a little ghost.

"Ah"

Just as the little ghost touched the boy, Yan Ming kicked the little ghost's face to the ground, allowing them to have an intimate contact.

The young man turned his head suddenly, just in time to see a blue breath bubbling from Yan Ming's body, trampling the little ghost to the ground like a god.

The boy was shocked, it was this person who saved him?!

This person who he thought would die if he participated in the audition actually saved him?

"Where did you come from, stinky boy, dare to spoil Uncle Ben's good deeds" The little ghost at Yan Ming's feet roared over and over again while struggling.

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