windy cold

The Yang Qi poured in, and the Yin Qi in the courtyard dissipated a lot. Lu Wanfeng looked inside, but there was no ghost.

Qin Chuhan raised his sword and headed inside, and he reluctantly followed behind. No matter how bad he was during the day, he couldn't succeed. Instead, he was entrusted with a heavy task—a pot of black dog blood to exorcise evil spirits.

The moonlight was covered by the dark clouds a lot, and the whole yard looked very dark. They walked to the main house that they found during the day, looking for a dark atmosphere.

Perhaps the wind had blown the door shut again, but that was hardly possible.The room with the door closed was surrounded by a layer of purple-black evil spirit, accompanied by a strong rancid smell. Lu Wanfeng heard it clearly, kicking, kicking, beating and wailing ghosts inside. The resentment was much stronger than in the daytime. will become a demon.

Qin Chuhan clearly sensed it too. Ghosts are bound to be reincarnated, resentment has accumulated in their hearts, and if they cannot be saved in time, they will become difficult evil ghosts. Evil ghosts can enter the human body and suck people's anger, just like manipulating puppets Blindly venting grievances everywhere.

A circle of black dog blood was sprinkled outside the room to prevent the evil spirits from escaping. The door was opened again, and a suffocating stench came in. Lu Wanfeng held his breath and looked inside, surprised that the purgatory on earth was nothing more than that.

The originally empty room was full of "people" at this time, and it was hard to say that they were people. A large pile of red, white and black meat connected only by white bones was lying on the ground, crying and struggling in pain. There were almost no people in the small rooms Where they landed, blood and flesh formed a bloody ocean, and the only standing "person" was crazily beating and stomping with a butcher knife in his hand, and the wailing sounds of his subordinates kept coming and going.

The tormentor's face was covered with blood, and he could be seen to be middle-aged, laughing morbidly, and wielding the butcher knife like chopping wood, as if this was the most enjoyable enjoyment in the world.

The door opened, blood gushed out, diverted to both sides before Qin Chuhan's white boots were about to get wet, winding into two long rivers of blood.Without frowning, he struck the man with the axe with a spell, and the man was bounced hard and fell to the wall.

"what--!"

Lu Wanfeng hid behind, tilted his head to look inside, if he guessed correctly, this is Wang Qi, who was under the spell and let out two shrill screams, a man and a woman, a black shadow flickering in his body, a blurry picture The face popped out in pain.

It's a long-haired female ghost.

The inhuman ghost on the ground escaped from the torture, and crawled towards Qin Chuhan bit by bit, with blood gushing from his mouth: "Save... save... us..."

Dozens of resentful souls crawled to the door and were unable to move forward, as if blocked by an invisible wall.Lu Wanfeng understood that it was an enchantment barrier, and the evil things inside trapped everyone in the room.

Qin Chuhan formed a seal on his fingertips, and Mo Wangjian was able to shoot out, the blade of the sword was frosted and stood in front of him, with a movement of his fingertips, Mo Wangjian slashed at the barrier of the room with a cold light, like a split silk, the barrier broke in response , the resentful souls in the house rushed out one after another, and were stopped by the black dog blood on the ground and could not escape.

Qin Chuhan stood in front of the door, Wang Qi who was possessed by an evil object had already stood up again, his jaw opened to an unbelievable size, but his fat middle-aged figure let out a shrill roar like a woman's, and the double shadow with long hair manipulated him. Wang Qifa rushed towards him frantically.

The butcher's knife struck, Qin Chuhan lifted the sword to block it, the iron butcher's knife split open, and the wooden handle shattered into powder.The female ghost froze for a moment, then roared again, sharp nails suddenly grew out of her ten fingers, and she grabbed it.

Lu Wanfeng retreated to the outside of the black dog's blood circle and looked in, his scalp tingling for a while, thinking that this female ghost is such a shrew, she would grab people's faces without a weapon, if it was me inside, wouldn't she still pull her hair?

Qin Chuhan dodged flexibly, and the long sword cut off Wang Qi's long nails little by little. Because he was not sure whether the possessed person was still alive and could not hurt his body, he jumped up on his toes and landed on the ground. Before Wang Qi could turn around, the magic talisman slapped him on the back, and the female ghost was forced out a little. Just as she thought she was going to succeed, the female ghost went back and the talisman on her back shattered to the ground.

The female ghost was extremely angry and turned around to grab Qin Chuhan. Wang Qi's eyes were bloodshot and he roared, "Don't...don't hit my mother! Go to hell! Go to hell!"

Qin Chuhan's face remained unchanged, Mo Wangjian blocked the incoming force, Wang Qi's hand bone hit the sword body and made a sound of bone shattering, but he continued to hit as if he didn't know the pain. Fewer people died of injustice!

"Go to hell! Go to die!"

The strength of the evil spirits comes from their anger and hatred. If they cannot be resolved, they will be aroused instead. At the same time, they have a puppet that can be manipulated, and they have become an extremely fierce monster. They must not be allowed to cause harm to the world.

Qin Chuhan leaped back to distance himself, his left thumb slashed on the sword, and blood gushed out. When Wang Qi attacked again, he no longer dodged. Between Wang Qi's eyebrows, he quickly chanted a mantra, and in an instant Wang Qi and the female ghost in his body let out a shrill scream.

Qin Chuhan immediately turned his fingertips into palms, and slapped him hard on the forehead. The long-haired female ghost was caught off guard and was shot out of Wang Qi's body.

The female ghost left her body and floated in the air. She had no legs, her long hair and orange clothes were stained with blood, and her vain body showed signs of materialization!Especially the facial features, compared with the blurred image just now, the female ghost's facial features are much clearer at this moment. She is a beautiful woman, but she has blood on her face and gives out an evil laugh, and the corners of her mouth curled up to her ears!

"Giggle..."

The female ghost seemed to be laughing and angry, and attacked Qin Chuhan at an extremely fast speed. The waist-length hair grew and spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon spread all over the ground, entangled with his hands and feet.

The long sword kept cutting off the long hair, trying to cut off the female ghost's head, but the thick hair immediately formed a strong shield to protect the neck, attacking both left and right, it was inseparable for a while.

Lu Wanfeng watched impatiently from the outside, but he couldn't go in to help. Leaving aside the fact that he didn't have a good weapon to go in would add to the chaos.Looking at the group of ghosts huddled around the black dog's blood circle, he was unhappy inside anyway, so he simply asked the little ghost: "Do you know what that female ghost is?"

The ghosts were terrified and speechless. He rolled his tongue and blew a whistle, and a soft and melodious tranquility song played, and the little ghosts gradually calmed down.He asked again, and the little ghost finally answered shyly.

"I don't know..."

He continued to ask: "What happened to the female ghost in the house in front of Wang Qi's body?"

"The master said that every night when he wakes up, he will always see a faceless phantom next to the bed..."

"How long has it been going on?"

"More than half a year..."

I heard that Wang Qi had a bad temper, and he couldn't ask for help when encountering ghosts for a long time. Naturally, his temper became more and more violent, and the female ghost was haunted, and gradually sucked his yang energy and possessed him.

Half a year ago, it was a faceless phantom, but now the five sense organs are about to grow, and the ghost is about to have a physical body. It can be seen that it is fierce, and how much yang energy it has absorbed, especially these dozens of innocent workers in the house, who will be killed after death. I'll have fun.

Female ghosts must be transformed from things used by women. Wang Qi has never married a wife, so there should be no women's utensils in the house.Looking at the group of inhuman ghosts on the ground, he asked again: "Which one of you is Wang Qi's personal maid?"

In the corner, a shapeless lump of flesh rose up tremblingly, and she couldn't even find where her mouth made the sound, "The servant is..."

Lu Wanfeng said calmly, "Have you ever seen women's things in your master's house?"

The servant girl groaned for a while, and there was a sound of bubbling and bubbling from her mouth that she couldn't find, "Yes... that white-glazed black flower sleeping beauty porcelain pillow... the master said it was a relic left by his mother..."

Hearing this, he understood everything, and stretched his neck from another angle to look in. Sure enough, he saw an orange porcelain pillow splattered with blood on the bed, and hurriedly shouted: "Chu... Taoist priest! Porcelain pillow! !"

Hearing the sound, Qin Chuhan immediately turned around and jumped to the bed in the inner room, and waved the Mo Wang sword at the porcelain pillow that had an eight-quarter image of the female ghost. It turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared into the house.

Sure enough, the culprit was not a ghost, but a spirited pillow monster. The pillow monster initially had no facial features on its face. After absorbing enough human energy, it will gradually grow facial features. After it is fully formed, it will eat people.

There are often stories in strange books and strange annals that describe ordinary things turning into monsters, but it takes a long process, and the formed ghosts have no thoughts, and are influenced by people whether good or evil. A few decades ago, Wang Qi's mother used porcelain pillows as pillows. After inhaling some woman's energy, she turned into a woman's shape, and Wang Qisi's mother fell asleep on her pillow every day. Maybe the pillow monster didn't have any evil thoughts at first, but it just scared Wang Qi several times. The pillow monster tasted the sweetness, and was infected with Wang Qi's violence. It tortured and killed the servants to absorb the grievances, and it was cultivated into a vicious ghost in a short period of time.

Fortunately, it's not too late, the pillow monster's five sense organs are not yet complete, if it waits another three to five days, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to deal with.

Qin Chuhan put his sword back into its sheath, went out of the room, and said to Lu Wanfeng, "Thank you."

Lu Wanfeng smirked: "Students, I've read all sorts of messy books, but I'm not good at it. Don't laugh at me, Taoist priest."

Nodding his head, Qin Chuhan took off the Li Mengqin from his back, and sat on the steps in front of the door. His slender fingers plucked the strings back and forth, and the Ning Shenqu was played slowly by the drunken breeze, compared to Lu Wanfeng's whistle just now. I don't know how much better, and the many little ghosts completely calmed down.

Drunken Breeze is played, followed by a piece of "Water in the Clouds", the sound of the piano is melodious and comfortable, like a breeze blowing on the face, like rain and dew, it seems to see the most vigorous vitality, bringing hope of life.

This is a song of transcendence, the little ghosts listened carefully, all the pain disappeared in this instant, and they followed the guidance of the piano sound to go to the paradise of paradise.

At the end of the song, all the ghosts are scattered, and the mess in the room disappears when the first ray of morning light shines into the sky. Sorrow and resentment, life does not bring death, but the living are too stubborn. It's just a pain in the ass.