Jiang Yu's body burned for three days and three nights. When the flames went out, a translucent solid appeared with a strange fragrance.
Qiao An couldn't bear to throw it away, so he put the translucent solid piece in a camphor wood box and carried it with him every day, sighing and sighing every day, until one day...
A small sore suddenly appeared on his face, and Qiao An didn't notice it, thinking he was angry.
But later, the sores became more and more numerous and bigger, and even the skin fell off with the slightest touch, and Qiao An began to worry.
Later, several of the people who stole the body with him also got sores and died before him. Their deaths were horrific.
The skin all over his body peeled off, revealing red flesh, like a skinned chicken, and it hurt to death.
What follows is not the memory of Jiang Yu, but the memory of the corpse.
Li Jun retracted his hand, turned his head, and met a pair of frightened eyes. Qiao An looked at him expectantly.
"Master Immortal, since you have found out the source of these things, you must have real skills. Please save me and kill the female ghost."
"I reject."
Li Jun stood up and held the butcher knife tightly.
Qiao An was stunned for a moment, then his face twisted and he shouted: "Why do you refuse? You are an immortal master and she is a ghost, why do you refuse?"
Li Jun was too lazy to pay attention to him. He looked at Qiao An coldly and slowly raised his knife.
The butcher's knife struck the female ghost fiercely. The female ghost had been watching a show just now. Suddenly, Li Jun struck her with the knife. She was horrified and shocked, and she did not react.
There was a loud bang, and Li Jun broke the barrier between yin and yang. The world fell silent for an instant and fell into some kind of scene. Qiao An's eyes widened.
He finally saw the female ghost, the Jiang Yu female ghost who had been following him, with blood all over her body and her limbs broken.
The female ghost grinned.
Dragging the broken body, he crawled towards Qiao An step by step, dragging a trail of scarlet blood behind him.
"Ah~ get away, get away~"
Qiao An yelled, lifted the quilt, stood up and ran away. The female ghost sneered and pounced forward, biting down hard with her fishy mouth.
Click click click~
There was a strange sound of chewing in the house, and Boss Bai and others who were burning incense outside the house had sore teeth and chills all over.
Squeak~
The door opened, and Li Jun stood with his sword in his back.
Quietly looking at Boss Bai and others.
"Master Immortal, can you kill the female ghost?"
Boss Bai stepped forward and asked cautiously.
"Weren't you afraid of infection before? Are you not afraid now?" Li Jun said calmly.
"ah???"
Boss Bai was stunned, his hands couldn't stop shaking.
The rest of the people in the theater were lost in thought, look at me, look at you, yes, ghost sores can be transmitted to men, why are they suddenly not afraid anymore?
"Memory? Huh? Why is my memory blank? Why do I appear here? Who am I?"
"Where is this? A theater? What theater? I'm obviously a cook!"
"No, no, who are you? How come I, I, I don't know you?" Wang Yan covered her mouth and stepped back. She looked at Boss Bai and others in horror.
This theater has long since closed down.
She remembered that she was the leading actress of this theater. After the theater closed down, she simply packed her luggage. On her way back home, she encountered a ghost and turned into a pig.
After Li Jun rescued her, she returned to the theater again by some strange combination of circumstances, remembering the past, and then...
"You are dead, and the dead are alive." Li Jun spoke slowly, spitting out the cruelest words in the world. He suddenly swung his sword, the sword energy was flowing horizontally, and the ashes flew down and spread evenly on the ground.
Folk rumors.
If you suspect that a ghost has entered your home, you can lay a layer of fine ash inside and outside the house at dusk. The traces of ghosts walking on the ash will be very shallow.
There are heavy traces of people walking on the ashes.
Li Jun couldn't tell whether these people were alive or dead, so he could only use this old-fashioned method. Unexpectedly, this method was quite effective.
Li Jun stared at Hui, judging life and death.
Everyone ran and exclaimed. There were very faint traces on the thin incense ash. Sure enough, these people were ghosts.
No, Wang Yan is still alive. Wang Yan's footprints on the ground are heavy. Li Jun stepped forward and protected Wang Yan behind him.
"Don't be afraid, close your eyes."
Li Jun's broad back blocked the ghosts in front of him, and Wang Yan's frightened mood calmed down instantly. She looked at Li Jun's back longingly, with a secret wish in her heart.
Perhaps, in this life, she will never fall in love with another man again. She has made this promise and your heart is as strong as iron. Alas~
Li Jun didn't know what Wang Yan was thinking, and even if he knew, he wouldn't be emotional.
"Sure enough, my guess was right. There is something wrong with this theater."
From the very beginning, Li Jun suspected that someone was targeting him. The reason why he followed Wang Yan here was simply to lure the enemy to show up.
When I entered the theater for the first time, there were rats everywhere. These rats were not afraid of people and were strutting around looking for food.
Li Jun observed carefully that all the food was rotten. The pear garden had not been open for a long time and had lost all popularity.
Li Jun initially thought it was due to the large bamboo forest that led to the sparse popularity and strong yin energy.
In folklore, bamboo is a very evil plant that easily gathers yin.
When walking in the mountains, you should be careful if you encounter a large bamboo forest, because this kind of place has strong yin energy and is prone to generate evil things.
Of course, it's not absolute, it's just that the probability is higher.
However, Li Jun suddenly realized later that although there were many bamboos in the pear garden, they grew in a popular city and did not gather into a forest. So, where did such a strong yin energy come from?
There is only one possibility: there are a lot of evil things in this theater.
Li Jun, Gou Da, and even He San can't sense it. There are hundreds of strange ghosts in this world, and even a mortal can't fully understand them.
What's more, Li Jun and Gou Da are half-hearted?
"The master has a wonderful plan, and I am completely convinced. Looking at the appearance of death, these are low-level ghosts that were eaten by tigers in the mountains and were phantom-generated."
"Ghosts have a very bad reputation and are looked down upon by ghosts. Even ghosts can practice, but no matter what level of cultivation these ghosts have reached, even if they surpass the tiger master, they still cannot get rid of the tiger."
He San now transformed into a thin snake, coiled on Li Jun's shoulder, looking at these ghosts with complicated eyes. The ghosts can never escape the control of the tiger, and neither can it.
He Sanqiang suppressed the depression in his heart and continued to flatter: "My lord, how can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife? Just watch, I will devour all these ghosts."
He San told Li Jun that the evil spirits are the most stubborn and stubborn. Even if the Yin Lord of the underworld comes in person, he will not be able to change them.
Don't look at how frightened they are now. When they calm down, they will be the first to eat Mr. Li.
Sure enough, as soon as He San finished speaking, these scoundrels suddenly stopped, and all turned their heads to face Li Jun, their eyes filled with deathly grayness and hatred.
Faced with He San's offer to join the army, Li Jun did not agree: "No, leave it to the dog to eat."
After Li Jun finished speaking, He San was stunned, his face turned green, and he almost yelled, "Damn it, damn Li Jun is too partial, I don't accept it."
"As you command, Your Majesty," He San said against his will.