Immediately afterwards, Xuan Yi grabbed the robe and covered it with Mrs. Ji's head and face!

The reason why Xuan Fang made a move this time was to completely relax his defense, although he covered all the Lady Naji, but he was affected by this magic and could only resist cross-legged.

The other disciples were chanting while resisting the magic on their own, and for a while the scene was deadlocked here, and the outcome was undecided for a long time.

Maybe it was because it lasted until dawn and Nanchun Temple won, or maybe it was the few who were charmed who first untied Mrs. Ji's shackles, and Mrs. Ji won.

And now Du Jing is the only existence that can break the deadlock, obviously Du Jing also thinks so.

Because he still has a small smashing cannon in his hand that has never been tried before! Seven bullets, even a small smashing cannon can produce enough lethality at such a close distance.

However, just now, the two electric batons were lit at the same time, but they did not have any effect on Mrs. Ji, which couldn't help but make Du Jing have the effect of these police weapons on high-level monks and even this kind of ghosts.

It's a pity that his own system is only responsible for solving the case, and this kind of thing is really not the turn of the system, otherwise Du Jing really has to ask why the electric baton did not have any effect on Mrs. Naji.

Du Jing took out the small smashing cannon from the storage bag, retreated** and checked the bullets, reloaded** on the safety and pulled the wrench ** into a ready state, and slowly walked towards Mrs. Ji who was wrapped in a robe.

But he didn't want to be stopped by Yizhi, he gritted his back molars and seemed to recognize the extremely painful look, and said to Du Jing: "Quick, go to the fasting room and find a copper bowl! ”

Du Jing had noticed this bowl a long time ago, everyone used wooden bowls when they ate before, but the abbot used a copper bowl.

It seems that this thing is not only the abbot's rice bowl, but also the abbot's magic weapon!

Could it be that the bowl still has a restraining effect on this ghost?

Du Jing didn't have time to think now, since the other party let him take it, it was better to take it, not only to prepare with both hands, but also to be hard with both hands!

When the time comes, the small smashing cannon will be smashed over with a bowl and bowl, and see how she is!

"By the way, how do you use that thing?"

But when Du Jing asked again, Na Yizhi had already begun to recite the scriptures, and it was estimated that if he didn't recite it again, he would be charmed by Mrs. Naji.

At this time, it was not Du Jing's turn to think about anything, so he immediately ran into the dilapidated room and rummaged through where the bowl was.

Erha Dashun had been watching the fire from the other side, but when he suddenly saw the owner Du Jing running towards the kitchen, he immediately chased after him.

Although the kitchen is nothing more than some rice porridge or something, although it is not so fond of eating, but this midnight is also a supper! Especially watching such a touching play, how can it be worthy of the beautiful scenery without eating something?

Besides, even if the rice porridge is not delicious and tasteless, then the owner can't eat it alone!

This is simply not allowed!

Just thinking about this, Da Shun's saliva flowed out uncontrollably, but the master, who didn't want to hurry up, ran out of the room with a copper bowl, and this person and a dog collided together.

Du Jing had already been kicked by Mrs. Naji just now, and he was not lightly injured, and he couldn't get up when he was hit by this Dashun again.

"Yo, at this juncture, are you still thinking about feeding the dogs?"

The voice was very charming, and Du Jing looked up sharply, and saw Mrs. Naji walking towards him step by step.

Du Jing immediately raised the small smashing cannon in his hand and fired seven bullets in a row at Mrs. Ji, who was about to walk in front of him.

Sure enough, it is a system product, even if it is a small smashing cannon that has always been known for its small power, the power of which is not inferior to a serious rifle bullet, this small smashing cannon is a 7.62 mm pistol bullet, so the power is even more up.

The seven bullets on the face were accurately aimed at Mrs. Ji's chest.

"Papapa, pa!"

Seven bullets instantly shattered Mrs. Ji's chest into a hollow, not to mention the original proud breasts, and now even a whole piece of meat could not be found.

This is the feeling of Du Jing's long-lost shooting!

The real effective shooting is not necessarily a headshot, because the general naked eye vision generally cannot see the head clearly, so there is a certain error in the design of the head, and even after hitting the head, the opponent may not die immediately, and there are many people in history who can move or even live after being hit in the head.

The area of the human torso is much larger than the head, and it is easier to quickly form a three-point and one-line aiming line, which is conducive to quickly hitting the first shot, and after hitting the first shot, the enemy will lose a certain ability to act.

Especially in the training in the army, the ten rings of the target are all chests, and there is basically no target with the head as the ten rings, which shows that even in the army, headshots are not required.

Du Jing looked at Mrs. Ji's current appearance, and his heart was shocked! Only then did he react, what did Master Xuanfang mean when he saw Mrs. Ji's first words, "I can see at a glance that you are not human".

It turns out that this Mrs. Ji is really not human!

Several bullets pierced her chest, but her expression showed no pain, only two steps back from the force, a phenomenon that would not have happened to any mammal.

Thinking of the motor of the electric baton before, her skin had been scorched, and she didn't react.

But if it weren't human, what would it be?

Du Jing didn't know, and he didn't have the time to guess, because Mrs. Naji had already grabbed him by the collar, stiffened him up, and then punched Du Jing in the chest with all her strength as if he was revenge.

This time the stab-proof suit had been shattered, and Du Jing no longer had anything to resist, and all that was left was his chest.

Obviously, his chest will become as hollow as Mrs. Ji's in the future.

Open the system mall!

Police equipment category, protective category!

Body armor, one hundred points? just a point for a difficult case, buy!

Bulletproof helmet, 80 points?

"Ding! You don't have enough points!"

Hey! I'm a little nervous about the points at hand, I knew that I wouldn't change so many fragments of exercises, so I bought a set of bulletproof armor and bulletproof helmets first, and then talked about all kinds of protection.

It's too dangerous to this mother.

Just between the lightning and flint, when Mrs. Naji smashed her fist on Du Jing's chest, a black luster flashed in front of him.

It was the body armor that was worn on the body, and this punch smashed on the bulletproof steel plate that had been specially strengthened by the system, which made Mrs. Naji take two steps back, and then glanced at the broken right fist, and couldn't help muttering in her heart, what the hell is going on with this guy, he is the cultivation of the half-step ghost king, although he has not completely fused with this body, but he has been able to exert half of his power, how can he even take a little guy in the early stage of gathering qi can't do it?

Why does this guy have so many protective magic weapons? Could it be that this guy belongs to the eighth king of turtles.

But fortunately, although this guy's shell is a little harder, it is not that he is not a threat to himself at all, as for the damage to this body, once he completely integrates his spiritual power into this body, it is nothing!

Seeing that Du Jing = had been beaten out by himself, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, Mrs. Ji twisted her slender waist and walked towards Dashun, who was the only guy in the field who could still move and was not under her control.

However, this Dashun is a demon beast, and how precious the demon beast that has been tamed is, Mrs. Ji naturally knows.

Therefore, she didn't plan to do anything about Dashun, but she happened to remember that when she ran out of the fasting room just after reading the scriptures, she was holding a bowl with rice in her hand, and she happened to please this dog, especially this kind of pet dog, which only recognizes food and does not recognize people.

Mrs. Ji ran to the door of the room, and wanted to pick up the bowl to serve food to Dashun, but when she saw that there were still some leftovers in the bowl, she pointed to the bowl and said, "Come, dog, come and eat some!"

Of course, the leftovers in this bowl were not specially made by Du Jing, but he wanted to use this bowl to subdue demons, how could he go to serve rice again?

It's just that when Du Jing took this bowl, there was already some leftovers in it, and it was estimated that the abbot couldn't eat too much when he was old, so he was left to eat it for breakfast tomorrow.

Du Jing had been beaten and fell to the place of the mountain gate at this time, he saw Dashun running in the direction of Mrs. Naji from a distance, his heart couldn't help but tighten, and he shouted repeatedly: "Dashun! Don't go, come back!"

He thought that Mrs. Naji wanted to kill them all, but who would have thought that Mrs. Ji wanted to use the leftovers in this bowl to fool Dashun, first make a good relationship, and then after solving this place, he would tame Dashun well.

But Da Shun's dog nose naturally knew what Mrs. Ji was calling him for, so he just turned his head and glanced at Du Jing, and ran in the direction of Mrs. Zhaifangji!

Du Jing was stunned, he didn't expect this guy to disobey himself, is this still his own police dog?

How can there be no organization at all, no discipline at all?

With this kind of obedience, it's just too embarrassing for a police dog!

He now deeply understands the mistake of choosing a husky as a police dog, but now he can only hope that Dashun can be more alert!

Mrs. Ji saw that Erha was running towards her, and when she smiled, she said contemptuously at Du Jing: "Hmph!