The poor fighting chicken, who was once the dominant chicken, had no bones left in the blink of an eye.
Long Feicheng threw away the quilt, and when he saw the miserable fighting chicken, he couldn't help but roared: "You are so cruel, at least give the fighting chicken a chance to serve!"
The fighting chicken is so powerful, it must be delicious. The first time Long Feicheng saw it, he was already imagining the taste of this chicken.
But who could have thought that this miss would last a lifetime!
How can the head-down master care so much? Either the chicken will die tonight or he will die. You can't give yourself up here just for a chicken, right?
The head-dropper got the opportunity and slammed into the window.
There was a ghost-suppressing talisman affixed to the window. The moment the head-lowering master collided, golden ripples spread from the talisman to all directions.
The head-lowering master seemed to have hit a steel plate and bounced back. His head bounced on the ground several times like a ball, and finally landed at Long Feicheng's feet.
When Long Feicheng saw the Toujiu Master who was so close, he was so frightened that goosebumps appeared all over his body. He stepped on it with both feet, causing the Toujiu Master's nose to become crooked.
Before the Jiangtou Master could curse, Long Feicheng launched another flying kick, knocking out the Jiangtou Master's head.
The Jiangtou Master, who was in the air again, opened his mouth and spat out a ball of liquid, spraying it on the Taoist talisman on the window.
The Taoist talisman was instantly dissolved, and the descending master saw the opportunity and wanted to break out of the window!
"Want to leave?!"
Lin Zitong took away the red umbrella and directly blocked the way of Jiangtou Master. She quickly formed a seal with her hand and hit the Jiangtou Master with a spell in the face!
"ah!"
The head-lowering master screamed and retreated. Half of his already rotten face was burned off by Lin Zitong's move.
The extremely angry Jiangtou Master was running around like a rat crossing the street, not daring to stop at all.
As soon as Yan Shou came to his senses, he saw the escape route of the Jiangtou master and stepped on his head!
Now, no matter how hard the Jiangtou Master struggled, he could not break free.
In order to prevent the head-lowering master from vomiting something strange again, Yan Shouyi turned his face to the wall.
"I shouldn't have given you a chance." Yan Shouyi said coldly.
The head-dropping master gritted his teeth: "Although I am dead, the bow-heading I made will not dissipate. I curse the people of Chenjia Village to suffer from generation to generation, to be impoverished forever, and to be riddled with bad luck and disease!!"
"If you were really that capable, you would no longer be a magician, but a god."
Yan Shouyi smiled disdainfully, held the Zanpakutō in his backhand, and gave the master a fatal blow directly from the back of his head!
Originally, Yan Shouyi really wanted to give the head-officer a chance.
But this guy didn't know how to cherish it, and Yan Shouyi saw that he didn't want to compromise at all.
So in the end Yan Shouyi didn't intend to hold back and killed this guy directly.
The master's head twitched for a while, and finally he quietly closed his eyes and mouth.
"Is he dead?"
Long Feicheng walked out of the corner, frightened, fearing that this cunning head would suddenly open its eyes and bite him again.
"It must be too cold, right?" Yan Shouyi was not sure.
After all, Jiantou masters are not popular in the mainland, and they practice Yin method. Not to mention the famous and upright sects such as Longhushan, even folk short method sects such as Luban sect look down on them.
It can be said that you see and fight once.
Therefore, Yan Shou didn't know much about the head-lowering masters.
Lin Zitong said uneasily: "How about I find an earthen jar, seal him with a Taoist talisman, and then bury him in the soil. This way, everything will be safe."
"That's a good idea."
Yan Shouyi immediately asked Long Feicheng to go out and find an earthenware jar. There were many such earthenware jars in Yan Shou's family.
He retrieved the earthen jar and stuffed the head of the head-down master into it, along with things like glutinous rice to ward off evil spirits, to prevent any changes in the head of the head-down master.
Long Feicheng also stuffed some star anise and osmanthus leaves in, but Yan Shou rolled his eyes: "Where are you curing the meat?"
"Don't star anise and osmanthus leaves ward off evil spirits?" Long Feicheng asked doubtfully.
"If you put these, you might as well put some wolfberry and ginseng in the wine." Yan Shouyi said speechlessly.
Long Feicheng hesitated for a moment: "...is it okay?"
"Of course not!!"
Yan Shouyi really admired Long Feicheng's brainstorming. After being his brother for three months, he still couldn't keep up with Long Feicheng's thinking.
The earthen jar was sealed with a Taoist talisman and then with loess mixed with chicken blood. Yan Shouyi dug a hole in the yard and buried the earthen jar in it.
This way it's basically foolproof.
If Yan Shouyi and Long Feicheng were not boys anymore, peeing on it would definitely ward off evil spirits.
After finishing all this, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
Although there are still many doubts in my heart, at least I have solved the problem of the head-down master and I have no worries anymore.
After everyone cleaned up the scene, Yan Shouyi said:
"After working hard all night, there should be no problem. Let's go to bed early. Let's go to the mine to meet with Boss Zhou for a while tomorrow!"
No matter what, the boss Zhou had no clear relationship with the Jiangtou master that day, and the matter threatened the safety of the villagers in Chenjia Village. Yan Shouyi must get to the bottom of it.
…
After all three of them fell asleep, it was four o'clock in the morning.
Some industrious old people in the village have quietly gotten up, carrying hoes and going to work in the fields.
At this time, at the entrance of the village, a child, wearing only a red bellyband on a cold day, rode an old ox and slowly walked into the village.
The scalpers were walking arrogantly on the road, but the elderly people along the way seemed not to see the scalpers at all.
The scalper didn't make any sound.
Soon, the ox carrying the child came to the door of Yan Shou's family.
The child nimbly jumped off the back of the ox, easily climbed into the yard of Yan Shou's family, then looked around, and finally stood next to a piece of soft land.
He just stretched out his hand and hooked it, and the loess trampled by Long Feicheng spread out in all directions, as if there were bamboo shoots about to grow out of the ground.
Soon, the earthen jar containing the head of the headmaster was pushed out.
Seeing the earthen pot, the child's eyes changed slightly.
He picked up the earthen pot, ran out of the yard, and returned to the ox's back.
Yellow Ox quickened his pace, left Chenjiacun, and ran to a nearby mountain temple.
The mountain temple has been abandoned for a long time. Except for the villagers who come to take shelter from the rain, not a single person is seen for most of the month.
When he arrived here, the child breathed a sigh of relief and carefully opened the jar.
As soon as a crack was exposed in the earthen jar, disgusting liquid spurted out from inside!
The scalper let out a "moo" sound, and the liquid flew to the side without touching the child's face at all.
The child seemed a little angry, so he directly raised the jar and threw it on the ground!
Bang!
The earthen jar shattered and the head-dropper's head rolled out.
He's not dead yet!
The master's head ran away quickly, spitting out star anise and osmanthus leaves from his mouth as he ran.
The child snorted and reached out to grab the air in front of him.
The head-dropping master who was about to rush out of the mountain temple in the next second actually appeared in the hands of the child. The child grabbed his intestines, shook him a few times, and then smashed him to the ground.
The head-dropping master was so knocked out that when he stopped, he didn't know how to run away, and his head was spinning around on the ground.
"Who is so presumptuous and dares to tease me!!" the head-dropping master roared angrily.
When he came to his senses, he steadied his head and looked up.
In the mountain temple, there is a statue that is covered with spider webs and looks extremely dilapidated.
The strange thing is that the statue is not a majestic statue that seems inviolable.
But - a child riding an ox and wearing a bellyband.
The lowering master's eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "You, you are the mountain god?!"
The child sat sideways on the back of the ox, his two feet swinging back and forth, and the two silver rings on his ankles collided from time to time, making a crisp sound.