From the beginning to the end, Wu Jing hid at the door of the rooftop and watched fearfully.
When he heard what I said, his face suddenly changed color.
Asking him to kill ghosts, he never thought about it.
He spoke with some stuttering:
"Ah! Me, me, me?"
Old Mo said impatiently:
"Didn't you hear us swear just now?
Not who are you?
Do you really want us to be struck by lightning?
Or should we really let this old ghost go and let him go to other places to defraud other people's lives and harm others?"
Pu Sui, an old man from the Qing Dynasty who was choked by me, was completely panicked:
"Two Taoist priests, two Taoist priests, you, you can't break your word..."
"You talk a lot of nonsense!"
I watched him say it coldly.
I pinched his neck and pressed a little harder.
Use Tao Qi to control his ghost energy to prevent this old ghost from playing any tricks.
Ghosts don't need to breathe.
But I pinched his neck and suppressed him with my Tao Qi.
I just feel uncomfortable in my three souls and seven souls, and my body seems to be crushed to pieces.
I could only widen my eyes in horror, and make uncomfortable sounds like "uh uh uh" from my mouth...
Wu Jing on the other side has not made any move yet.
As a result, Lao Mo grabbed him by the collar and pulled him over from the rooftop gate:
"Why are you still dawdling?
Just kill a ghost, I'm not asking you to kill anyone.
And killing him will accumulate merit.
Who knows, you can still regain the few years of life you lost!"
After saying that, he let go of Wu Jing.
Wu Jing staggered and appeared next to me.
He was still holding the Qiankun bag containing the Hundred Ghosts in his hand.
"Mr. Wu, put the bag away first.
Just pick up the mahogany sword and stab it a few times with your eyes closed!"
Although Wu Jing was very scared, his body was trembling.
But he is not a fool, he knows his situation very well.
At this moment, I swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and looked at the old ghost whose neck I was holding, with a trace of murderous intent in my eyes.
Mouthing to himself:
"Kill, kill him, kill him..."
While speaking, he had already put down the Qiankun bag in his hand.
One hand grabbed the mahogany sword next to it.
The old ghost looked at Wu Jing from the corner of his eye, full of fear.
His whole body was trembling, and from time to time a straw dregs fell.
"You, you dare!"
The old ghost from the Qing Dynasty spoke hard, trying to threaten Wu Jing.
When Wu Jing heard this, he was frightened and trembled again.
But Lao Mo patted him on the shoulder;
"Don't be afraid, this guy can't hurt you!
Think about it, it was him who shortened your life by ten years.
Ten years, that’s ten years of life.
If you don't kill him, he will be completely gone in ten years..."
Wu Jing took a deep breath and his eyes became a little firmer.
He gritted his teeth fiercely and said:
"Fuck, I dare!"
Wu Jing shouted to cheer himself up.
He clenched the peach wood sword in his hand and stabbed the old ghost with one strike.
The old ghost was restrained by my neck, and he had no power to resist at this moment.
He could only watch helplessly as Wu Jing stabbed him with a sword.
Saying "uh uh uh" in your mouth.
With a "hiss" sound, the mahogany sword in Wu Jing's hand directly pierced the old ghost Pu Sui's stomach.
"ah……"
The old ghost screamed, his face showing pain.
The face covered with straw began to twist and deform, and the body was shaking violently.
The straw on his body also began to become loose and fall off.
Lao Mo continued to shout next to him:
"Don't stop, stab him twice more.
For the sake of light and justice.
For your life..."
Wu Jing's eyes turned red, and a surge of blood rushed to his head.
Holding the mahogany sword tightly, he shouted:
"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell..."
"Swish, swish, swish", several swords struck the old ghost in the stomach.
Every time the sword struck, the old ghost's body would tremble violently, and then he would emit bursts of sinister black energy.
There were painful whines of "uh uh uh" in his mouth, but there was nothing he could do and he couldn't struggle.
After being stabbed with the last sword.
I grabbed the old ghost by the neck, and his body exploded with a bang.
For a moment, the sky was filled with broken straw.
This old ghost Aixinjueluo Pu Sui finally died in the hands of Wu Jing.
Neither of us has broken our promise.
He also defrauded him of two Renyang Shou Pills.
Lao Mo and I looked very calm when we looked at the old ghost who was out of his mind.
There is not much sense of accomplishment, nor much happiness and excitement.
Maybe it’s because I’ve seen too much and experienced too much.
Just feeling a little more relaxed, I clapped my hands casually.
Lao Mo looked at the panting Wu Jing:
"Okay, the justice is over, you did a good job."
When Wu Jing heard this, he felt like a deflated ball.
His whole body wilted and he sat down on the ground.
Lao Mo took out a pack of cigarettes and handed a cigarette to me and Wu Jing on the ground.
Wu Jing panted, and although he didn't say anything, he took out the lighter and lit it five or six times, but it couldn't light up.
Because his body was shaking too much and he was still in panic and could not calm down.
For ordinary people, killing ghosts for the first time may not feel very good.
I helped him light it and comforted him:
"Don't be mentally burdened.
Killing these things is no different from killing chickens.
If you add merit to yourself, you will be rewarded with blessings."
Wu Jing nodded and said nothing.
At this time, Lao Mo took out the two Ren Yuanyang Shou Pills:
"Old Qin, look at this thing!"
I was holding a cigarette in my mouth and looking at the two pills in my hand.
It's very fragrant, but at the moment it doesn't activate the longevity inscription on the purple bone vine.
After a few glances, he handed it to Lao Mo:
"Seal it with a charm. This thing may not be as good as the old ghost said.
I'm not sure what side effects it might have.
I'll show it to my uncle when I get back."
Lao Mo said "hmm".
Use the charm to collect the Ren Yuanyang Shou Dan.