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Chapter Eighteen: For the dead ghost

Chapter 18: The scapegoat

When we quickly put the equipment on our backs, the door that was originally locked opened with a bang.

Then, there was a strong wind in the room, and everything flew up randomly. I even felt that my whole body was about to be blown up.

I think there can be such a strong wind in this house. This thing must be quite powerful. If the wind is stronger, it can directly blow us thousands of miles away.

"Be careful." I pulled out the exorcism wand vigilantly. My exorcism wand is a good thing. It is very useful when catching ghosts. If the opponent is not a ghost, it can still be used as a weapon. At critical moments, killing people is not a problem. Exorcism The magic rod was made from a piece of thousand-year-old mysterious iron that my grandfather took out from the ancient tomb. According to my grandfather's words, even if it was exploded with an atomic bomb, it might not be able to destroy this little iron rod.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger. At this time, a black shadow appeared at the door. The shadow was clearly the old man who brought us to this house.

But at this moment, the old man's body is changing. The two hands stretched out towards the front are slowly becoming skinny. The nails are suddenly longer than the fingers, sharp and sharp like blades, and the old man's body is slowly getting taller. He stood up and suddenly became as tall as a door. His hair grew longer and spread out, covering his entire face. In an instant, he became neither human nor ghost.

The old man stared at us with his two sunken eyes, and then made a sound like cutting an iron bar with a hacksaw, "I originally wanted you to wait for a couple of days, but if you find out, you can't blame me!"

I looked at this old man with fear. I clearly thought he was a ghost, but I couldn't feel a trace of ghost energy.

"You fool, come on!" Just as I was thinking about what this thing was, Hua Bubai, Mo Yibai, and Eleven had already rushed forward to fight with the old man.

I heard the shouts and immediately joined the fight.

I stood in front of the old man, stretched out the exorcism stick and hit the old man's leg hard. I heard a click, which was clearly the sound of a broken bone. I hit it hard again, and the old man's leg tilted, and a piece of white bone was broken. It penetrated the skin, but the old man didn't react at all, as if there was no pain. There was a gurgling sound in his leg. I was surprised to find that the old man's leg healed automatically!

Look at the people who were attacking the old man above. Hua Bubai's whip slapped the old man, but there was no movement at all. Wherever Eleven's software had cut it, there were all holes. It healed instantly, and both of them had surprised looks on their faces at the same time.

At this time, Mo Yibai suddenly rose into the air and struck the old man's head with a knife. I took a step back and saw the old man's head rolling to the ground with a rumble.

Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth as his head fell to the ground. In an instant, the head actually returned to his body and merged into one.

I thought to myself that the rebirth ability of such a naughty 2c organization could be experimented in an American science fiction film.

The old man's hands suddenly grew longer. At the moment when I didn't even see clearly, Hua Bubai and Shiyi were grabbed by the necks by the old man's two hands and raised in the air.

Mo Yibai reacted very quickly and jumped into the air. With a slash of his sword, both of the old man's arms were chopped off and fell to the ground. However, although Hua Bubai and Shi Yi both fell to the ground, the old man's two arms were not.

Reluctant to let go of Shi Yi and Hua Bubai.

Mo Yibai and I went to help Eleven and Hua Bubai pull the arms around their necks almost at the same time, but the arms were gripped too tightly, and no matter how hard we tried, it had no effect at all.

"Hahaha! Resistance is useless!" The old man suddenly burst into laughter. Just when I felt a cool breeze behind me and felt something approaching me, I had no time to hide and I was also pinched.

The neck, and the arm that was grabbing Eleven's neck were pulled back directly.

When I turned my head, I saw that Mo Yibai was in the same situation as me. This weird old man actually produced two hands out of thin air and grabbed our necks.

Damn it, we can’t be caught like this! I’m not afraid of ghosts, so how can I be afraid of you who don’t know anything? The more tense the moment, the more people can think quickly. They were grabbing randomly in the air.

My hand immediately reached for the bag behind my back, and as soon as I grabbed it, I grabbed a few fire charms.

I thought to myself, you old man, if I can’t chop you to death, why can’t I burn you to death? The old man’s hands had shortened, and when he glanced sideways, I saw the old man’s mouth wide open, laughing with yellow teeth, and said

Later, soon, I threw the fire talisman in my hand into the old man's mouth, "Lin, formation, fire!"

As I shouted, a ball of fire suddenly exploded in the old man's mouth, and his whole head was on fire. The fire came from the inside out, and the old man seemed to have turned into a fire-breathing dragon. As the old man loosened his grip, I fell on

on the ground.

When he turned around to look again, Mo Yibai had also been thrown to the ground. Looking at Hua Bubai and Eleven, both of them had also fallen to the ground, gasping for air, and the hands on their necks had long since disappeared.

of.

He quickly stood up from the ground, and saw that the old man's orifices were on fire at the moment. He covered his face with his hands and roared in pain, and his whole head turned into a fireball.

Seeing the old man's miserable state, I couldn't bear it. Most of the time, my methods of catching ghosts were very merciful. If I could follow the principle of not hurting ghosts, I would not hurt ghosts. But I have never used such methods.

Cruel methods, after all, people are still living creatures. Isn’t it a bit inhumane for me to do this?

The fire on the old man's head is called Samadhi True Fire. When Taishang Laojun made elixirs, he used this fire. Sun Wukong's flaming eyes were also made from this fire. Sun Wukong can survive this fire, but ordinary demons and monsters,

It would be miserable to see this fire. This fire cannot burn people, but it can torture people and ghosts until they are unable to survive or die.

Listening to the old man's ghostly screams, I also knew that the old man was in terrible pain. This group is specially used to deal with these monsters and monsters. It cannot burn you, but it can make you extremely painful and set you on fire.

You can't extinguish it, unless someone who knows how to use the true fire of samadhi comes to save you, otherwise you can't extinguish it even if you use up all the water in the Yellow River.

I took a few steps back, then looked up at the old man blocking the door and said, "If you promise not to hurt us, I will promise to help you kill this gang. Otherwise, this fire will follow you for the rest of your life and torture you forever."

Hearing what I said, Hua Bubai, who originally gave me a thumbs up to praise me, immediately changed his mind and said that I was pinched just now and my brain was deprived of oxygen. If I helped put out the fire, this old man would definitely not do anything to me.

How about us.

Eleven and Mo Yibai looked at me at the same time, probably not understanding what I meant.

"Don't you think this is a bit cruel and inhumane?" I said, although he is indeed not a human being, he is still a living creature with thoughts. Besides, he still has human thoughts. Even if he has the thoughts of an animal, national laws do not

There is also a stipulation that small animals are not allowed.

Hua Bubai laughed and said that I was the funniest person he had ever seen. Eleven patted me on the shoulder and said, "You are the kindest man I have ever seen in my life. Are you even an ant?"

Don't you dare to trample them to death? I guess you must have been Tang Monk in your previous life. When you were catching ghosts, you probably sang "Only You" to inspire people, right?"

Now that they were out of danger, Hua Bubai and Shi Yi showed their true natures and began to crowd around people. I was too lazy to argue with them. Listening to the old man's heart-rending screams, I really felt a little sorry for the Buddha.

Grandpa, I'm also sorry for my grandfather's family motto. Our family's family motto is quite strange, it only has two words, be kind. The old man has told me since I was a child to be kind to everything.

"How about it, have you awakened? If you want to suffer less physical pain, you must awaken your mind earlier!" I said to the old man whose head had turned into a fireball.

"I won't let you go. I have worked hard for so many years, and finally only you are left. How can I let you go! If we let you go, we will have to wait thousands of years for someone to come!" the old man said.

His two arms suddenly stretched out, and the old man, blinded by the fire, scrabbled around the room with his hands.

"You are stubborn and stubborn. It seems that you have killed many people a long time ago, so you can't blame me!" I said, preparing to use all my strength to directly eliminate this old man.

"Wait a minute!" Suddenly the little girl's voice came, and then the little girl appeared in front of us out of thin air.

The movement of my hand hesitated for a moment, and the little girl turned around and looked at her grandfather and said sincerely: "Grandpa, let's not harm anyone anymore, okay? We have already harmed many people, and Ling'er doesn't want to harm anyone anymore."

People!"

After saying that, the little girl suddenly knelt on the ground, "Grandpa, Linger, please!"

"Ling'er, grandpa doesn't want to harm anyone, but if we can't kill a thousand people, we won't be able to reincarnate! Now there are only four people left. As long as we kill them, we can be reincarnated!" The old man

The struggle stopped, and he retracted his hand, groping wildly in the direction of the little girl, and finally caught the little girl's shoulder.

The old man shrank back to his human form and stood in front of the little girl, with a golden flame still on his head.

"Even if she wants to be a new person, Ling'er doesn't want to trade these innocent lives for this opportunity. Grandpa, even if you really kill them, Ling'er will not be willing to reincarnate. Ling'er would rather disappear into ashes to repay the debt she owes them.

!" the little girl said, turning her head to look at me, "Brother, can you help my grandpa? I will definitely not let grandpa harm you."

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