Chapter 139: The Last Words of the Paper Ghost and the Bloody Paper Man
Chapter 139 The last words of the paper ghost and the bloody paper man
Author: Lonely Xiaowen
Chapter 139 The last words of the paper ghost and the bloody paper man
"Fellow Taoist, I would also like to trouble you to help save the souls of the villagers in the paper man's body so that they can reincarnate with peace of mind," the paper ghost said.
"No problem, just leave it to me." Uncle Jiu nodded.
Savioring the souls of the dead is his specialty.
"Ahem!" The paper ghost coughed up another mouthful of blood, and his face became even worse.
It seemed like he was going to die at any time.
Paper Ghost took out a book from his arms and put it in Uncle Jiu's hand.
He said: "Fellow Taoist, this is the paper-tying technique that I practice. I have thought about marrying a wife, having a son, and then passing on the mantle."
"However, after practicing this thing, it becomes inhuman and ghost. It harms others and harms oneself, which is harmful to one's moral character."
"I will hand over this evil magic to the Taoist Master, and whether it is destroyed or otherwise, it will be with my Taoist friends."
"Fellow Taoist, what are you doing?" Uncle Jiu sighed when he saw the paper-tying technique in his hand.
This kind of technique is a heretical one, but once you master it, your strength will be astonishing.
If you have enough ability, you can cut out hundreds of paper figures and throw them out when encountering monsters and monsters, and they will bite them to death.
However, it consumes too much energy and blood and is short-lived.
This paper ghost is a good example.
He single-handedly blocked the Gluttonous Ghost King at the Ghost General level.
Uncle Jiu doesn't like this paper-tying skill anyway.
After all, he is an orthodox disciple of Maoshan, and he can practice all kinds of secret techniques.
Therefore, how could Uncle Jiu be able to master this paper-tying technique that consumes life and blood?
As for destroying it, it won't happen. Uncle Jiu will definitely take it back to Maoshan and put it into the Maoshan secret treasury.
"Fellow Taoist Xiaohei, I have something to ask of you, is it possible?" Paper Ghost looked at Wang Xiaohei at the side again.
"Wang~~ you say." Wang Xiaohei also looked at the paper ghost.
"Ahem!" Paper Ghost coughed twice and tremblingly took off the small paper man attached to his chest.
At this moment, only the upper body of the bloody paper man is left.
As soon as it was taken down, the bloody paper man suddenly jumped alive, then floated up, spinning in circles on Wang Xiaohei's head.
"It seems that it likes you very much. It is connected to my life. After I die, he will be free. If no one controls him, he will definitely cause harm to the world."
"Generally, after the death of the previous generation, a paper man whose life is connected will be passed down. I am the gluttonous ghost king who was defeated by my master's paper man."
"I am alone and have no descendants."
"Little black Taoist friend, I wonder if you are willing to feed it. It is easy to feed. Your spiritual blood and vitality are sufficient. Feeding it once a week is enough." Paper Ghost said.
Wang Xiaohei was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
What the hell? Let him raise paper figurines?
Is there still such an operation?
However, it seems that it can be done!
"Wow~~Okay." Wang Xiaohei nodded immediately.
A smile appeared on the face of the paper ghost, and then, with a wave of his hand, the half-length paper man flew back into his hand.
Uncle Jiu on the side saw this scene and remained silent, although he didn't know whether there were disadvantages or advantages to this.
However, Uncle Jiu believed that Wang Xiaohei had his own judgment.
"I have disconnected the connection with the paper man. Now if you put a drop of blood on it, you can establish a connection with him, and then it will obey your orders." The paper ghost said.
Wang Xiaohei nodded, made a cut, squeezed out a drop of blood and poured it into the paper figure.
Suddenly, a bloody rune appeared and then disappeared.
Wang Xiaohei immediately felt that he had a connection with this little paper man.
"Wang~~ come here." Wang Xiaohei shouted.
The bloody paper man actually understood, floated over from the paper ghost's hand, and then landed on Wang Xiaohei's paw.
"He was injured and torn in half by the Gluttonous Ghost King. His strength has been greatly reduced. I am unable to cut off another lower body for him."
"However, with the support of your spiritual blood, his strength can be restored and even become stronger." Paper Ghost said.
Wang Xiaohei nodded, and then pressed the paper man on his chest.
After he let go, the paper man stuck tightly to his chest.
The paper man is attached to Wang Xiaohei's body, sucking Wang Xiaohei's blood all the time.
However, the amount of smoking was very small, and for Wang Xiaohei, it could be ignored.
Now he only needs to bleed it once a week and give it a drink.
But, since he has strong hematopoietic ability, once a day is not enough.
Later, Wang Xiaohei controlled the hair growth and completely covered the paper man. As long as the paper man was not allowed to come out, no one would be able to discover it.
"Fellow Taoist, please save them." The paper ghost said.
"Yeah." Uncle Jiu nodded,
There was no shortage of things in the ancestral hall, so Uncle Jiu quickly set up an altar.
Afterwards, it took a quarter of an hour to perform a ritual and send all these souls to the underworld.
"Don't worry, fellow Taoist Paper Ghost, I have already said hello to the people below and will take good care of them." Uncle Jiu said.
"Fellow Taoist is indeed worthy of being an authentic disciple of Maoshan. He actually has connections down there. Then when I go down, you have to let them take good care of me."
The paper ghost said with a smile.
"Definitely." Uncle Jiu nodded.
"By the way, fellow Taoist, can you take me home? I want to take a nap at home. I've been too tired these past few days," said the paper ghost.
"Well, I'll carry you." Uncle Jiu knelt down and slowly carried the paper ghost on his back.
Afterwards, Uncle Jiu walked out of the ancestral hall.
He didn't know where the paper ghost's home was, so he asked: "Fellow Taoist, which direction is your home?"
"Fellow Taoist? Fellow Taoist?"
The paper ghost didn't reply because he was already dead.
"Grandpa Paper." At this time, in the distance, a little girl ran over.
"Little girl, your paper grandpa is asleep, don't wake him up." Uncle Jiu said.
"Oh, I understand." The little girl nodded repeatedly.
"Little girl, do you know where his home is? He wants to go home and sleep." Uncle Jiu asked.
"I know, I'll take you there." After the little girl said that, she jumped up and led the way.
Not long after, we arrived at the paper ghost's home.
"Little girl, it's very late. You should go home and rest quickly." Uncle Jiu said.
"Well, uncle, I will go home soon. Also, my parents have packed up a room for you, right in the house we just passed by. You can go there to sleep at night."
After the little girl finished speaking, she quickly ran towards her home.
After Uncle Jiu watched the little girl leave, he pushed open the fence door and entered the yard.
Then, he walked into the house.
There are a lot of paper figures in the room, and at first glance they look quite eye-catching.
However, Uncle Jiu had seen too many of these. After entering the room, he placed the paper ghost on the bed.
"Have a good trip, friend paper Taoist." Uncle Jiu saluted the paper ghost.
Then he and Wang Xiaohei left here.
They did not go to the packed house, but under the leadership of Wang Xiaohei, they found the white horse on a grassland three miles away from the village.
The white horse was not dead. When the ancestral hall collapsed, the pillars also fell. Although the white horse was frightened, it was not injured.
The white horse also ran out and finally ate some grass and rested on the ground.
Uncle Jiu still relies on the white horse to travel, so he cannot abandon it.
When Baima saw Wang Xiaohei and Uncle Jiu coming, he got up and wanted to run away. However, when Wang Xiaohei shouted, the guy didn't dare to run away and walked over obediently.
Finally, Uncle Jiu rode him back to the village.
Finally, we arrived at the house, and the white horse was tied directly in the yard.
Uncle Jiu didn't even wash up, he just lay on the bed and fell asleep.
Wang Xiaohei was also tired today. After all, the battle with the Gluttonous Ghost King also consumed a lot of his energy.
I lay down on the bed and fell asleep within a few seconds.
…
The whole night was silent, and the second day soon came.
"Woooooooo..."
"Woooooooo..."
Outside the house, there was a sound of wailing and crying.
Wang Xiaohei turned over and continued to sleep.
Uncle Jiu woke up. He walked out of the door and looked outside, and found that many villagers were surrounding the paper ghost's house.
Uncle Jiu was still a little sleepy, but after thinking about it, he still walked over there.
Even if the paper ghost dies, he still has to perform a ritual ceremony for the paper ghost.
After the rituals are finished and we have breakfast, we can continue our journey with Xiao Hei.
…
"Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, wake up, get up and have breakfast."
I don’t know how long it took before Wang Xiaohei was shaken awake.
"Xiao Hei, are you awake? Are you hungry? Get up and eat quickly. The village has prepared a lot of food for us." Uncle Jiu said.
"Eat?" Wang Xiaohei suddenly woke up.
Not long after, Wang Xiaohei and Uncle Jiu came to Paper Ghost's home.
Paper Ghost's home has now become a mourning hall.
The paper ghost is now lying in that coffin.
Uncle Jiu has also finished his rituals and is just waiting for burial.
In Paper Ghost's yard, there were five tables, all filled with food.
All the villagers are here, they are very sad, no one is smiling.
So many people died in the village, even the paper ghosts died.
I really can't laugh.
I feel very sad in my heart.
However, an older man still stood up and said some interesting words.
Then, everyone bowed and thanked Uncle Jiu and the others, and then they officially started eating.
…
Half an hour later.
Uncle Jiu rode a horse and left the mountain village with Wang Xiaohei with a lot of food.
After they ran a few hundred meters and lost sight of the village, Uncle Jiu stopped.
Then he put all the things hanging on the white horse into the talisman.
Without these things, Baima suddenly felt much more relaxed and kicked his hooves happily.
"By the way, Xiao Hei, I almost forgot, I haven't tied up the Yin Soul Pearl for you yet."
Uncle Jiu said, took out a red rope from the talisman and began to weave it.
Not long after, the woven red rope completely wrapped the Yinhun Pearl, and two long red ropes strung it together.
"Okay, let me hang it up for you."
Uncle Jiu knelt down and tied it around Wang Xiaohei's neck.
"I also put a sealing spell on the Yinhun Pearl to prevent the breath from leaking out, so that others won't notice it." Uncle Jiu said.
