"A group of monsters and monsters, really wanton!"

Seeing this situation, Han Xiangzi gathered his magic power and shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his big hand, and a huge green wind suddenly emerged from his broad sleeves and robe, blowing all the trees in the courtyard and making a roaring sound.

Suddenly, the evil spirits entrenched in the courtyard appeared one after another.

But some flowers and plants turned into monsters.

I only have spiritual wisdom, I know how to speak human words, but I can't transform into human form.

"Taoist Priest, have mercy!"

"I know I was wrong, but I still hope that the Taoist priest will show mercy and be lenient!"

"..."

Seeing that Han Xiangzi's magic power was not low, these flower and plant spirits immediately cried out for mercy, which was not as powerful as before.

"Where is the Painted Skin Ghost?"

Han Xiangzi asked without changing his expression.

These flower and plant spirits should have been enlightened by the Painted Skin Ghost.

It is usually used to intimidate those magicians or half-hearted magicians, but when it comes to people like Han Xiangzi who are true to the Taoism, their true colors are revealed.

"In the dry well in the east courtyard."

The flowers and plants swayed, and a spirit whispered in response.

"Dry well?"

Han Xiangzi murmured.

The next moment, his figure flashed and came to the east courtyard.

Sure enough, I saw a dry well at the end of the wall.

Han Xiangzi came to the mouth of the well, lowered his head and looked down. He saw only wrinkled dry soil, plus some debris, and no ghosts.

"Did the Painted Skin Ghost escape?"

"But just now those flower and plant spirits clearly said that the Painted Skin Ghost was in a dry well..."

Han Xiangzi frowned, feeling confused.

He thought for a moment and came up with his own opinion:

"Wrong!"

"The Painted Skin Ghost must still be in the Zhang family's old house, otherwise the evil spirit here wouldn't be so strong. Those insignificant flower and plant spirits alone can't do this."

Thinking of this, Han Xiangzi immediately flew up and stood on the eaves.

At this moment, Han Xiangzi once again used his Dharma Eyes to look down at the entire Zhang family's old residence.

He doesn't believe that Painted Skin Ghost really escaped.

After some searching, we found out that the Painted Skin Ghost was hidden in a green old locust tree at the west end of the house.

"Evil ghost, if he doesn't show up yet, how long will it take?"

Han Xiangzi stepped forward and came to the old locust tree in an instant, scolding.

"Where did you come from, a stinky Taoist priest who dares to ruin my good deeds?"

As soon as these words came out.

In the old locust tree, a dim light suddenly appeared, and a voice of resentment sounded.

Immediately, ghost mist spewed out from the tree hole, and a five-foot-tall figure emerged from the curling smoke.

Han Xiangzi originally thought he was an ugly evil ghost.

Unexpectedly, the person who showed his face was a naughty ghost.

A beautiful figure in red clothes, with a graceful figure, fair skin, and charming appearance.

With such an appearance, it’s no wonder that Chang Wen was fascinated by it, but ordinary people couldn’t stand this desire.

"Monster, hand over Zhang Changwen's heart!"

But under the eyes of Han Xiangzi, there was no beautiful woman. She was clearly an evil ghost with a face like a disk, eyes like copper bells, and a mouth full of fangs.

"Dream!"

"A few days ago, I was injured by the talisman attached by the old woman. I had already eaten Changwen's heart. You Taoist priest came too late."

The Painted Skin Ghost looked at Han Xiangzi fiercely and sneered.

"Then I can only kill you evil ghost first!"

Han Xiangzi spoke ruthlessly.

He didn't believe that the Painted Skin Ghost had eaten Changwen's heart.

If he had succeeded, he would have escaped from Longshan County long ago and would not be hiding here.

Hearing this, Painted Skin Ghost's beautiful face instantly became filled with a fierce light:

"You stinking Taoist priest, for saying such big words, it's not certain who will kill whom!"

After saying this, it opened its mouth and spat out, and the dirty wind turned into rain, falling directly towards Han Xiangzi.

Han Xiangzi raised his Taoist robe, and golden light burst out from his body, like a sharp sword stabbing the painted-skinned ghost.

The Painted Skin Ghost couldn't dodge, and by mistake, he was covered by the golden light.

The next moment, it felt like thousands of arrows were piercing its heart, and it was so painful that it grinned and wailed.

Soon, the charming appearance was suddenly stretched open and fell down, revealing the original ferocious and terrifying appearance.

Knowing that he was no match for Han Xiangzi, the Painted Skin Ghost shook his body, turned into ghost mist, and fled away.

"You evil ghost, you are really causing a lot of harm!"

Han Xiangzi saw how smooth and tender the fallen human skin was, and immediately became angry.

He was certain that this human skin was definitely ripped off from the body of a young girl.

If it were a dead person, it would definitely not be so alive.

What a sin!

"Where to escape?"

Thinking of this, Han Xiangzi pinched the seal on his palm, and when the mysterious light filled the air, a golden nail about a foot long pierced the Painted Skin Ghost's eyebrows as fast as lightning!

In the blink of an eye, it passed through my head, leaving a shocking hole.

Before the Painted Skin Ghost had time to scream, his body fell from the void.

The eyes as big as copper bells stared at Han Xiangzi, which was extremely penetrating!

But Han Xiangzi looked indifferent, and in his heart was only the joy of slaying the devil!

This painted-skinned ghost deserved his death, not to mention that he ripped out his heart and ate his liver, all he did was harmful to nature.

Just because he was wearing human skin, he killed countless innocent women.

Shortly after the Painted Skin Ghost died, a ball of green light suddenly emitted from its body and disappeared into Han Xiangzi's soul.

At the same time, the nine-color treasure lotus in the soul suddenly trembled, and then bloomed with brilliant lights, magnificent.

When the auspicious mist and fireflies were flowing, a round and green lotus seed fell.

Finally, it turned into a golden rope that was about ten feet long.

[Demon Binding Rope]: It is made from dragon tendons. It contains eighteen demon-suppressing talismans and nine thunder evil talismans. The size is as desired.

"It seems that the lotus seeds that fell off this time are a magic weapon, and it sounds pretty powerful."

"With this thing, you won't have to worry about the demons escaping next time you deal with them."

Han Xiangzi was quite satisfied when he saw the golden rope in his soul cleansed by the mysterious light and the introduction.

Under normal circumstances, according to Han Xiang's estimation, it would take ten months to fall off this lotus seed.

Unexpectedly, I killed a painted ghost, but it was shortened significantly.

It’s an unexpected surprise.

In addition, with the monster-binding rope, it will be much easier to catch monsters in the future.

The reason why Han Xiangzi killed the Painted Skin Ghost so smoothly this time was because it was injured by the black evil talisman before.

It is estimated that the Painted Skin Ghost knew that Mrs. Zhang found out about him and could not stay in the Zhang family, so he had no choice but to steal Changwen's heart.

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It's a pity that Han Xiangzi didn't find Changwen's heart in Painted Skin Ghost.

I don’t know why?

"Hey, it seems we can't save him after all."

Han Xiangzi sighed in his heart.

Immediately, he collected the human skin that Painted Skin Ghost had shed earlier, opened his mouth and spit out a stream of flames, burning Painted Skin Ghost's body into ashes.

This is the flame-breathing technique, not real fire, but it is more powerful than ordinary fire.

"The locust tree is generally a place that nourishes the shade and attracts spirits. The Painted Skin Ghost hiding here is not without purpose."

After getting rid of the painted ghost, Han Xiangzi was about to leave when his attention was attracted by this old locust tree.

This old locust tree is some years old, about five or six feet tall, covered in gray and brown, with continuous ravines. The canopy on it is like an umbrella, and the leaves are faintly green.

There are so many branches that it would take three or five strong men to close them up.

But what is strange is that this old locust tree looks full of vitality, but there is a tree hole several feet long at the bottom.

At first glance, it looks like a wound on an old locust tree, which is shocking.

Han Xiangzi was a little confused, and his curiosity drove him to look into the tree hole.

Of course, he was also on full alert. If anything went wrong, he would immediately blow the flames and burn them away.

At this moment, under his discerning eyes, he discovered that the tree hole ran through the ground and was more than ten feet deep.

There is a tunnel inside that is connected to the dry well at the end of the east courtyard.

Deep at the bottom of the cave, there is a green cocoon the size of a millstone. There is a faint glint on it, and evil and filthy air flows.

Above the green cocoon, there is a heart the size of a fist floating quietly.

Seeing this situation, Han Xiangzi's eyes narrowed.

Zhang Changwen’s heart is actually here!

The strange thing is that Painted Skin Ghost didn't eat it!

But what makes Han Xiangzi even more puzzled is, what is the green cocoon at the bottom of the cave?

Just as he was pondering for a moment, Han Xiangzi's face suddenly changed slightly and he looked solemn:

"It's Huaiying?!"
Chapter completed!