But before the ghost opened the door, Wei Yuan had already used his wind control power to stand on the door. When the ghost came in and took a quick look, even Wei Yuan was slightly surprised.
Several ghosts were already dead in miserable condition, and this ghost looked even more strange.
There were five ghosts in total. The four ghosts behind them followed the ghosts in front of them, and they lined up in a line step by step.
All of them have thin and blue hands and feet, withered bellies, and wear shabby and moldy clothes. Four of them only have two holes for their noses. Below the black hollow is a cracked mouth full of fangs. Above the nose is
It was completely bare, but the first ghost had a big, vertical eye that could see through people's eyes.
They looked like inhuman beings. As soon as they came in, the room became even more drowsy.
It comes to mortals in their sleep, following suit every step of the way, and has killed countless people.
Wei Yuan saw the right moment, and did not bother to lament the ugliness of the ghost. He flew down from the sky early, and with a cold sword light from the eight-sided Han sword in his hand, he slashed directly into the eyes of the ghost in front of him. The sword already had evil-breaking and evil-killing talismans.
The ghost only had one eye and was staring at the bed. Unprepared, the sword light was approaching.
He only had time to shake his head, and the long sword grazed his neck and penetrated directly.
The ghost was in pain and would scream loudly.
Wei Yuan stepped in the air with his right foot, and a demonic wind gathered under his feet. He moved with the wind, twisted his body violently, cut off a large piece of rotten flesh with the eight-sided Han sword in his right hand, and pulled out the broken sword from behind with his left hand.
When he retreated and hit the eyeless ghost behind him, the broken sword pierced directly into the eye that occupied most of his face.
Taking advantage of the situation, he kicked the ghost hard in the chest and abdomen, knocking it to the ground and howling miserably.
The few ghosts behind were also in a mess, all of them roaring and screaming.
"What happened?! Why is there blood?"
"Have you started eating?!"
"No, it's rotten blood and rotten flesh!"
The little little kid at the end turned around and wanted to run away, but Wei Yuan had already posted a talisman on the door. The little kid was like a mortal entering a ghost and beating a wall, bumping around and unable to escape.
These five ghosts all rely on the one-eyed ghost to guide the way. Now that one eye is disabled, all five ghosts are blind. There is a burst of fright, screams and screams, sharp hands tearing forward, and the belly of the ghost is bulging.
, struggling to breathe, Wei Yuan felt his body shake, and his vitality was almost sucked out of the body.
If it weren't for the fact that the foundation of Crouching Tiger Jue is related to Taoism and Confucianism, and the first priority is to consolidate the foundation, this would be Taoism.
Immediately with a stern look on his face, he closed the door and relied on his nimble swordsmanship to deal with these five evil ghosts, injuring them but not killing them, which weakened their strength and courage, and within a short time he knocked down these blind ghosts one by one.
……………
Wei Yuan held the sword in his hand and sat on the chair.
The body is filled with evil spirits.
The five ugly ghosts in front fell to the ground in a miserable state, and each of them turned into a rolling gourd.
The text on the Crouching Tiger waist plate has long appeared on the spiritual platform, and Wei Yuan already knew the true identity of this ghost.
The ghosts of epidemic disease have five eyes, five ghosts in one eye, movement and stillness. If a few ghosts sniff a person alone, that person will get sick. But once five ghosts smell it together, the person will be sick even if he was strong before.
He died within seven days.
It belongs to the ghost department, but it is also a monster, a ghost, and an evil type.
The village outside the window was still quiet. Wei Yuan put his sword on the ground, pretending to know everything well, and fooled these ghosts, saying: "I didn't expect that we can see disease ghosts like Yimuwu here. How long have you been here?"
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Wei Yuan was merciless to the evil ghosts. The five evil ghosts were already afraid in their hearts. When they heard the inquiry, the leader of the ghosts struggled, knelt forward and kowtowed: "This Taoist priest, please spare your life, spare your life."
Wei Yuan didn't respond and still held his sword to press the question. The ghosts had no choice but to reveal the truth.
This village was basically shrouded in a ghost realm.
This ghost realm has a great background. It seems to have been modified from the magic circle passed down from ancient times. Unfortunately, it fell into the hands of ghosts and turned into a Senluo ghost realm. It lasted for seven days and the door was opened.
After mortals enter, they will encounter various bad weather, strong winds or heavy rains, and those who enter will not be able to get out within seven days.
But even a strong person will lose most of his vitality after staying for seven days. The disease is on his body, and the money-loser is lying on his back. After all the tossing, at least half of his normal lifespan will be consumed, and at most he will live for a lifetime.
In his thirties and forties, he contracted tuberculosis and died tragically.
And these lost lifespans, that is, the vitality and yang energy of ordinary people, naturally arrived in this village.
I don’t know how to arrange other ghosts.
Anyway, the shopkeeper would never let the five of them suck the vitality of one person, so that the guests could die outside and avoid causing trouble here and provoking the Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain and Maoshan Mountain.
Wei Yuan said: "The shopkeeper?"
One Eye Five replied:
"It is the Lord of the Ghost Realm who opens a village that does not sell tea or wine."
"Cooking for the dead and welcoming guests from all directions."
"Where is Zhuangzi?"
"If ordinary people want to go, they have to go to the West."
After a pause, Wei Yuan kowtowed and begged for mercy. Wei Yuan suddenly unsheathed the sword in his hand without mercy. Wherever the sword light flashed, several evil ghosts fell to the ground one by one. Finally, the ghost knew that he was going to die, so he roared sadly and died.
He was about to attack Wei Yuan, but the broken sword pierced his throat directly. He made a noise in his throat and fell to the ground with a plop.
A group of evil spirits attacked him, but the captain's expression remained unchanged as he slowly wiped off the green pus and blood on his sword with the cloth next to him.
The Crouching Tiger Waist Card trembled slightly.
Kill one eye and five.
Get meritorious service three.
This ghost was only slightly stronger than the painted skin slave Wei Yuan had dealt with before.
However, three points of merit are still three points of merit. No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat. Wei Yuan finally got his merits to be recorded again. Facing the threat of the tiger that broke out from no where or when, he always kept in mind
It's a bit more stable.
And the shopkeeper mentioned by Yimu Wukou should be the restaurant that Wang Honghe said.
This time I found the rightful owner.
The village was quiet. Wei Yuan put away his sword and turned around to see a group of ghosts lying on the ground. Although the five ghosts were ghosts, they were also monsters with entities and eyesore. Wei Yuan threw these five ghosts directly out of the window.
Throw it outside and it will fall to the ground like a stone.
Looking around this village, I know that it is surrounded by ghosts. I can't escape, but I also have skills all over me.
He simply fell asleep at the place where the evil ghost lay, holding the sword in his arms.
………………
A rustling sound in the dark night.
A demon is approaching slowly.
"It's strange, Ichigo has been gone for so long, why is there still no movement?"
Yigui's expression changed and he said:
"Damn it, he can't really eat people if he's not greedy!"
At this time, spiritual energy was revived, and China had its own Tianshi Mansion to suppress one side. The Buddhist and Taoist disciples went down the mountain, and the ghosts hurried to where the five ghosts were. Then under the moonlight, their faces were miserable, and they saw five ghosts falling to the ground, covered in rotten flesh.
Almost turned into minced meat.
The group of ghosts stopped, with horror in their eyes.
Then they all retreated.
The whole night turned out to be uneventful.
The next day, Wei Yuan opened his eyes, stretched out comfortably, opened the window, and saw two people cleaning the road outside the window. To the naked eye, they were sweeping weeds and fallen leaves, but in Wei Yuan's eyes, they were two people.
Cleaning up a puddle of rotten meat.
The couple passing by didn't seem to realize that there were so many fallen leaves on this spring day.
"Ah, this was blown down by the strong wind last night."
An old woman with a warm and kind face answered.
"Yes, yes, the wind is fast, like a knife, and the rain is cold, like a sword."
Another dull old woman said.
The young woman smiled and pulled her boyfriend, stepping on the fallen leaves. Her boots stepped on the leaves, making a soft squeaking sound, which made people feel comfortable. It was like coming to a lazy autumn afternoon, Wei Yuan looked at the high heels of the woman's feet.
The boots were raised and lowered with nimble movements, stepping on the rotting ghost flesh.
Puff, puff—
The high heels crushed pieces of rotten flesh.
Invisible blue pus and blood fell on the off-white skirt and hands.
The hands were still tightly clasped together.
People are laughing.
The two old ladies who were cleaning stopped and looked kindly at the joking couple.
His throat moved up and down, as if he was swallowing saliva.
Dangdangdang——
Wei Yuan squinted at this scene and slowly placed his palm on the hilt of the broken sword behind his back.
There was a knock on the door.
Wei Yuan released his hand and opened the door.
The skinny and kind-hearted shop owner stood expressionlessly at the door, scanning the room full of ghost blood.
He bowed.
"Hello, do you need the house cleaned?"
PS: Thank you Situ Pixin for the 10,000 reward, thank you~
If I'm not mistaken, it seems to have been put on the shelves in the early morning, lying dead...
I’ll update one chapter at 12 o’clock first, and then I’ll do the third update during the day tomorrow, roughly.