"Master, what is a ghost head knife?"

Chen Qingyang couldn't help but ask.

"It's the executioner, the knife used to execute the prisoner!"

Su Cheng explained calmly: "This kind of knife is often passed down from generation to generation, and the killing karma is extremely heavy, and it is contaminated with a huge number of unjust souls! If you can hold a ghost head knife in your hand, with your current strength, you have a certain hope, and you can kill the resentful ghosts!"

"It turns out that this is the ghost head knife. ”

Chen Qingyang suddenly realized, and at the same time, the picture of the executioners on the earth on TV in his previous life appeared in his mind.

A big man sharpening his knife with a grim look in the setting sun.

Then, before making a move, gently stroke the blade with the palm of your hand, turn around and pick up the wine that has been prepared long ago, take a sip of it in the sky, and then spray it violently on the blade.

In the end, the knife fell in one go.

Except for the cliché of "keeping people under the knife" at every turn, most of the time, the executioners can cut off a head with precision.

And now, Chen Qingyang finally knows that the original knife is the so-called "ghost head knife".

Passed down from generation to generation, the killing karma is extremely heavy!

A real killer weapon to suppress ghosts and ward off evil spirits!

Of course.

It's definitely not a problem to deal with some low-level demons.

"Master. ”

Thinking of the power of the Ghost Head Knife, Chen Qingyang immediately asked, "Do you know where you can buy the Ghost Head Knife?"

"Something like a ghost head knife has always been priceless. ”

Su Cheng said lightly: "However, if you really want to buy it, I still have a way, master." ”

"Please ask the master for advice!"

Chen Qingyang's gaze instantly became hot.

"A few days ago, Yan Chihu, the executioner of our Feiyun Town, sealed the knife. ”

Su Chengru replied: "Their Yan family, from generation to generation, is fishing for the Yin Gate, it is right to ask him to buy a ghost head knife!"

"Master, what is the Yin Gate?"

Chen Qingyang couldn't help but be curious.

"Making money from the dead is to make money for the dead, such as the executioner who kills the head, the post-mortem worker, and the paper tie man, the second leather maker, ......"

Touching his silver beard, Su Cheng said slowly.

"That's not right, master!"

As if thinking of something, Chen Qingyang followed up and asked: "That Yan Chihu, it seems that he is only thirty or forty years old, and it is not time to return to his hometown, right?

"They have a rule in this line of work, if they cut ninety-nine heads, they must seal the knife. Otherwise, the children will be cut off, and a catastrophe will come......"

............

......

The sky is blue with a few white clouds.

It's a new day.

On this day, after practicing Chaoyang Pile and Dali Barbarian Bear Gong, Chen Qingyang left Gushan Village alone.

He, of course, went to Yan Chihu to buy a knife!

"I only have ten taels of silver on me, can I really find Yan Chihu to buy his ghost head knife?"

Muttering like this in his heart, Chen Qingyang couldn't help but think of his cheap master Su Cheng yesterday, patting his chest and assuring himself that Yan Chihu had a fateful friendship with him.

As long as his name is reported, Yan Chihu is absolutely willing to sell the ghost head knife at the price of cabbage!

"What kind of friendship does the master have with Yan Chihu?"

Chen Qingyang kept pondering all the way: "Should it be, is it the master who invites Yan Chihu to go to the Qinglou every once in a while?"

"If that's the case, then this friendship is indeed very deep......

Thinking about it.

Chen Qingyang's gaze fell on the purple light cluster.

Swish!

Properties panel, which appears:

Host: Chen Qingyang

Power: 2.16 (+)

Speed: 1.03 (+)

Physique: 2.04 (+)

Qi and Blood: 2.06% (Mortal Level)

Martial arts: Chaoyang Pile (can be improved after practicing to the first layer), Mighty Bear Gong (can be improved after practicing to the first layer)

Available refining weight: 0 (Killing the evil can increase the refining weight)

Ultimate goal: 10000000000 refinery

"It's almost twenty-two chickens!"

Chen Qingyang was full of energy: "Practicing the Mighty Barbarian Bear Gong, my strength can at least exceed the upper limit of qi and blood every day by 0.06!"

"It would be nice if I could practice a few more similar martial arts......

That's it.

After walking for more than ten miles, Chen Qingyang finally came to a small ravine in the most remote part of Luomen Village.

The house in front of him is Yan Chihu's home!

No way.

The executioner belongs to the Yin Gate, and anyone will feel unlucky, lest they avoid it.

So.

Yan Chihu's home, like the home of Li Quai, the former coffin maker in Gushan Village, belongs to the kind that is completely isolated.

"I hope the master didn't fool me! Otherwise, I will propose to Yan Chihu later, and buy him a ghost head knife for ten taels of silver, and he will definitely be blasted out directly!"

Taking a deep breath, Chen Qingyang quickly knocked on the door of the Yan family.

Crunch!

The one who answered the door was a middle-aged woman with a large black scar on her face who looked a little scary.

"Something?"

The middle-aged woman's voice was slightly muffled.

"I'm looking for Uncle Yan Chihu!"

Chen Qingyang smiled and looked very polite.

And he can completely judge that the ugly woman in front of him is definitely Yan Chihu's wife.

It's good to be able to find a daughter-in-law......

"He went up the mountain to hunt, and he won't come back until later, so you can sit in first!"

After a period of shock, the middle-aged woman finally invited Chen Qingyang into the house.

With a middle-aged woman entering the house.

Chen Qingyang soon discovered that there was an eerie aura everywhere here, which was indescribably weird.

Even a middle-aged woman, Chen Qingyang always felt that something was wrong!

But.

Thinking of Yan Chihu's family fishing for yin from generation to generation, Chen Qingyang also thought that this should be a normal phenomenon.

"Come, drink a bowl of ginseng tea. ”

Soon after entering the house, the middle-aged woman brought Chen Qingyang a bowl of hot tea with a somewhat weird smile on her face.

As the middle-aged woman came to Chen Qingyang, Chen Qingyang subconsciously reached out directly to take the bowl of tea and thanked him repeatedly.

But at this moment.

Chen Qingyang's mind flashed, and he suddenly realized that the middle-aged woman in front of him was wrong!

Her walking posture is weird!

"Heels don't touch the ground!"

A terrifying feeling instantly penetrated Chen Qingyang's heart: "This, this is a sign that only the upper body of the evil ghost has it!"

Although it is not possible to determine whether the middle-aged woman was born to walk like this, or if she was really taken by evil spirits.

But at this moment, Chen Qingyang undoubtedly never dared to drink the bowl of tea in his hand.

"What's wrong? My bowl of ginseng tea, don't you think it's clean?"

As if realizing something, the middle-aged woman suddenly let out a gloomy voice: "Then, you don't have to drink it!"

At the same time as the voice fell.

The middle-aged woman's face instantly became even more hideous and terrifying than just now.

Those fierce eyes seemed to be oozing with blood.

And in her palm, a bloody scissors appeared!

Directly pierced Chen Qingyang's heart!