The smell of damp wind is strong, and the weeds get into my neck.
The soldiers possessed by the resentful spirits fell to the ground like many wooden stakes in an instant. It seemed that the thrilling scene just now was just an illusion.
However, Fang Qidou and others, who were lying on the muddy canal bank, breathing in the air they had not seen for a long time, and coughing repeatedly due to the severe pain in their throats, were extremely sure: those soldiers who behaved strangely just now must be
They were possessed by resentful souls. Otherwise, how could they have such great strength to push them into the mud, unable to resist, so they could only struggle...
Just when his consciousness had just returned to clarity, Fang Qidou was lying on the ground, and he saw a black shadow floating in the air. The black shadow had a majestic figure, strong arms, and its black robe was blowing without the wind, and it was swinging wildly...
...Because I looked up, I could only roughly see a pair of bull's eyes as bright as candles, hidden among the unkempt beard and black hair. The righteousness was awe-inspiring, and all evils could not be invaded!
"Then...it turned out to be a person? Was the laughter just now made by him?" Fang Qidou was full of doubts and wanted to ask, but found that his voice was so hoarse that he could not hear clearly. It turned out that he had been strangled just now.
If the throat is held for too long, the pain will not be eliminated immediately, and it will actually affect normal speech.
The man didn't seem to care about the life and death of the soldiers all over the ground. He suddenly took out a bronze lamp from the room of his wide black robe. As his big hand like a palm fan brushed past, the empty lamp
On the plate, a green flame suddenly burst out, dancing lazily in the night wind.
There is no core to generate flames, no oil to ignite spontaneously! The green fire is used as a guide, and the lamp body is used as a flag! A hundred ghosts restrain their hands, and a thousand souls stop complaining... Is this the "soul-inducing lamp" mentioned by Master Yuchi?!
Although his whole body was sore and he could not speak, it did not prevent Fang Qidou from seeing the scene in front of him clearly! When he recognized the rumored soul-inducing lamp, he was astonished. Then he thought of the various magical properties of this soul-inducing lamp.
At this time, I actually forgot about my current situation and became a little excited!
Without further ado, just do it! Fang Qidou raised his right arm with all his strength, pointed his sword finger at the center of his eyebrows, and at the same time recited the "Sky Eye Curse":
Sanqing Taoist, six points of relatives, devout disciples, and want to open the gate of heaven. My three eyes are clear, illuminating my body, distinguishing ghosts and peeking at gods, as fast as the law and order!
After finishing the curse, he spread his sword fingers and pointed them on the closed eyelids. Immediately, the facial features of the black figure were clearly revealed: a complexion as coal, a leopard head with round eyes, an iron face and a beard, and sideburns and beard.
The wings are like iron wires and copper branches, majestic in all directions! But...the eyebrows, eyes, mouth, and nose seem to be piled up in random places, making it look so ugly that people can't bear to look at it for a long time...
The tall and ugly man held a soul-inducing lamp in his left hand, and made many hand gestures with his right hand. These hand gestures were complex and fast. He pinched out several of them in one breath, and they all turned into golden light talismans, which penetrated into the soldiers who were possessed by the resentful souls.
Immediately on the forehead, grey-skinned and green-bone resentful souls, like cicadas shedding their shells, struggled out from the soldier's heavenly cover, swaying towards the soul-inducing lamp, like moths to the fire.
The man held a soul-inducing lamp in his hand, but he dodged left and right to prevent these resentful souls from touching him. Whenever a resentful soul approached, he would grab it with his right hand, pick up the resentful soul directly, and stuff it into the blood.
In the huge mouth, chewing happily, there is a sound when smashing, as if you have eaten the most delicious delicacy in the world!
Fang Qidou was shocked by what he saw, and a feeling of disgust suddenly arose, rushing from his stomach to his throat... "Ouch!" Undigested wine and meat mixed with sour water spurted out from his mouth. Fang Qidou hurriedly turned his head.
Go, those filthy things fell into the dead grass and mud next to your face, emitting a pungent smell.
"Hey! This soldier is interesting. He can actually see me eating ghosts!" When the man heard the movement, he stopped moving and muttered to himself. Half of the body of a resentful spirit was still stuck in him.
Beside his mouth, his legs were struggling endlessly.
In this stunned moment, the resentful souls around him who were attracted by the soul-inducing lamps realized the danger here and fled away one after another. The faint ghost cries of mosquitoes and flies immediately sounded, entering Fang Qidou's ears, and he paused.
I feel so noisy and creepy!
The man glared angrily and said, "It's just a wandering soul with resentment, but you can't catch it without restraint!"
While he was talking, the man pulled out a red silk umbrella from behind and opened it suddenly! The umbrella's ribs were like meteors and arrows, shooting in all directions! The crimson umbrella cloth was torn into clumps.
Clusters of arrow feathers were attached to the back of the umbrella ribs, creating streaks of red light in the night.
Each ray of red light is like a flexible flying dragon, piercing through the fleeing resentful souls and stringing them on the umbrella ribs. When the strings are full, they turn around and fly back, and gather them again on the bare umbrella handle. But it’s not enough.
Within four breaths, all the umbrella ribs that had been shot flew back, and the surface of the red silk umbrella was covered with writhing resentful souls. The thin faces were filled with fear and unwillingness, but no matter how hard they struggled, they all escaped.
Don't let go of the constraints of this red silk umbrella.
The man tore off a resentful soul casually, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, swallowed it, and said disdainfully: "Hey! You want to escape from my 'soul-locking umbrella'? Not even monsters can do it, let alone you."
These new dead souls."
After Fang Qidou finished vomiting, he regained some strength. He quickly got up and carefully inspected several soldiers whose ghosts had left their bodies. Seeing that their breathing was steady and their expressions were as usual, he raised his hands and saluted, "Thank you, senior, for your generous help."
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The man raised his thick eyebrows, waved his hand and said: "It's easy to do it, it's not a big deal. But you, a kid, actually know the 'Celestial Eye Curse', you must be an authentic Taoist practitioner, right?"
Fang Qidou said respectfully: "Xiao Dao has been attending Hongdao Temple since he was a child and devoted himself to practicing Taoism with his master Yuchi Zhenren. Later he returned to secular life and got married, and until he joined the military, the Taoist skills he learned are still fresh in his memory."
The man sneered: "Concentrate on cultivating Taoism? I don't think so. Just looking at the use of blood on the tip of your tongue and cinnabar, I know that your Taoism is really ordinary. You can't even deal with a few newly dead resentful souls, and I have to do it."
Take action."
Fang Qidou's face turned red, but fortunately it was covered by the night: "Senior taught you a lesson! The boy escaped from death today, and it was all thanks to the help of senior that the whole army was not wiped out. Dare you ask your senior's name? Wait until I report back to the Chinese army.
Ask for a generous reward to repay the kindness of my predecessors..."
The man had turned around and looked at the densely packed corpses. It turned out that the movement just now had disturbed other resentful souls that had been dormant for a long time, and they all left their bodies and began to run away in all directions.
The dark green light and shadow, like a frightened bird, jumped into the sky with a "swish", and soon dispersed into smaller and smaller light spots, and it was about to run away at the sight of it.
But he saw that the man was not in a hurry, and pulled out a shining iron sword from his waist! Seven points of golden light lit up on the sword, and it flashed away, like a miracle. The man didn't even look at it, and threw it away.
Come out! The sword turned into a streak and shot towards a resentful soul in the far distance. It arrived in an instant. It actually cut the resentful soul away from the waist and turned into dust, but it ended up being wiped out in ashes!
The other resentful souls running in that direction quickly sensed the crisis, and like frightened birds, they turned around and fled in other directions.
However, the sword was like thunder and lightning, without stopping for a moment. Several arcs of light flew out in the air, quickly weaving into a huge web, covering the sky and the earth, and covering the heads of the resentful souls flying randomly!
These resentful souls suddenly had no way to escape or escape, and were confined in a giant net, like trapped animals. But the giant net began to close up, and the space where the resentful souls flew was gradually compressed and became restless.
Uneasy! A resentful soul mustered up the courage and tried to break through the giant net, but it let out a small but miserable scream. Looking carefully, it turned out that its hands and feet were burned off by the giant net. The incomplete soul body was left, and it plunged into the crowd.
In the resentful spirit, I no longer dare to collide with the giant net.
However, the giant net is still closing in, and the space for the resentful spirits is getting smaller and smaller! The resentful spirits suddenly move closer to each other, gather into a ghostly long knife, and thrust towards the giant net! The giant net dissipates instantly and turns into a ghost again.
It's an iron sword, and he cuts it with a long knife!
"Bang!" A cloud of bright green sparks exploded in the air, but many resentful souls instantly turned into dust in this clash, and all of them were annihilated. The seven-point golden light of the iron sword actually dimmed, as if
He also suffered great damage.
The long sword was full of ferocity, and it struck down again regardless of the consequences! Wanting to smash the iron sword on the spot, the iron sword became braver and braver, and faced it again. Although it killed many resentful souls, the seven-point golden light
It became much darker, and the sword body trembled, but it was no match for this long sword of solid ghost energy!
The man's thick eyebrows narrowed and he shouted in a low voice: "Hey! The 'Seven Star Sword' can't break through a group of mobs! It seems that it has lost its sharpness after not being used for a long time... Then how about trying the 'Sky Covering Net'?"
As if responding to him, the hundreds of ghosts hiding in the ghostly swords showed their green-faced fangs to him one after another. The man was not afraid at all. He stretched out his hand to put the Seven-Star Sword back into its sheath, and grabbed a wad from the pouch at his waist.
Throw the gray things towards the ghostly sword with all your strength!
The thing grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it spread out into a huge net, which was several times larger than the giant net woven by the sword light just now! Although the net was pulled up from the bottom up, it seemed to have no obstruction.
It was stagnant, and in less than a breath, it was wrapped around the ghostly sword, and countless green sparks exploded.
The long sword instantly collapsed and turned into many helpless resentful souls, trapped in the sky-covering net, flying around like headless flies. It was really desperate and unable to fly!
The man then breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Qi Dou and said, "There is no need to repay you. Since you are a disciple of the Taoist sect, you should advise the superior officer of the Central Army tomorrow to bury the corpses of these resentful souls alive. This will be a good cause and effect!"
Otherwise, the resentment of these resentful souls will surge again, and I will not be able to control them. As for the name, just call me Zhong Jiudao!"
Fang Qidou lowered his eyebrows and cupped his hands again: "Senior Zhong, don't worry! I will do my best, young man."
Zhong Jiudao nodded slightly. Then he moved his hand, and the sky-covering net had shrunk to the size of a pocket and was carried behind him. The densely packed resentful souls were squeezed into the narrow net, like pitiful ghosts.
Ground rat.
When Fang Qidou raised his head, Zhong Jiudao actually stepped into the air and quickly merged with Wei Ye. Looking around again, he saw several soldiers who had woken up and were looking at him with surprised eyes.
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One of them is Cheng Si'er, the "Devil-Conquering Hammer" in "The Seven Heroes of Luozhong": "Boss Fang, you were so arrogant just now, who are you talking to? You're scaring the brothers!"
Fang Qidou was immediately embarrassed and had to pretend to be awake from a dream: "Really? Maybe he was just like the brothers who were sleeping, and was possessed by a kid... Cheng Si'er! What happened tonight was too shocking
Man, please pass on the order! Keep your mouth shut and don’t talk nonsense! I will handle all matters..."
Cheng Si'er hurriedly responded with a straight face, turned around and went to deliver the order. But he secretly laughed and said: It's too late to cover up such an embarrassing thing tonight! Who is willing to expose his own shortcomings and let the soldiers from other teams laugh...
The bonfires that were about to be extinguished on the bank of the canal were lit up again, and the chatter and laughter that had been silent for a long time began to sound. The experience that had lingered in my heart just now was diluted by the renewed excitement.
The fog gradually rose at night, and the long night finally fell into haze.