Oh my god, I was driven all over the house by an angry ghost, and I didn't dare to resist.

Because the more I resist, the more terrifying this ghost behind me becomes.

Later, I watched Stephen Chow's Journey to the West, and what Zhu Bajie said when he caught the spider spirit best reflected the state of this ghost.

"The more you resist, the more excited I get."

I felt that this ghost must have not met a living person in a long time, and this furious state seemed to eat me raw.

It's easy to get out of this situation, and that is to run to the door and say to the referee outside the door to give up.

I'll be rescued in no time.

But it's all come to this, let me give up, I don't want to say anything.

Although Zhang Xiaoya is a ghost, I can't call her, I know clearly in my heart that Zhang Xiaoya is definitely not the opponent of this ghost.

So what to do? What to do?

Suddenly, I thought of the ghost-fighting gestures in the codex.

One of them is called the Meridian Ghost Hand, and I remember it best.

From Zi to Wu, the manuscript has its own explanation of the gesture, and the gesture of Zi and Wu is the simplest, Zi is the five fingers spread out, and the Wu is the five fingers closed in a dot.

The meridian fights the ghost hand, and it also stimulates the pure yang Xiang Qi on the body into a dot!

When I was in Chaya Mountain, I tried it, and the effect was not very good.

At this time, I had no choice but to lead Xiang Qi to my left hand, and shouted in my mouth, "The son is the yin, the afternoon is the yang, the change of Kun Qian, the impermanence of the phase, the earth is qi, help me fight ghosts!" ”

As I finished shouting this, I suddenly turned my head, and my fingers quickly opened and closed, and shot towards the ghost's face!

The ghost thought I had pushed him away from the same trick I had done before, but this time he didn't even back down, and met my dotted fingers.

Hearing only the sound of "pop", like the sound of sparks emitting from electric wires, the ghost let out a scream, and its body was shot out.

He put his hands on his head!

I saw a fog on his head!

I can't help but be shocked, what a powerful meridian ghost fighter!

It turns out that by suddenly aggregating the Qi in the body, this effect can be achieved! This is much stronger than the innate left hand that I realized myself.

When I think about it, I can also understand that the Xiangqi in my body is limited, just like a piece of iron, using my innate left hand to wave it around, as if turning these irons into copper coins to hit people, the force of the blow is scattered and weak; And the meridian ghost hand is to gather the Qi in my body, just like casting all the iron into a steel needle, and when it is pierced again, it is sharp and unstoppable!

I was hit by my meridian ghost hand, and the ghost was not lightly injured.

I secretly said in my heart, if it weren't for the limited Xiangqi in my body, the meridian ghost hand is also a beginner's practice, and I can beat you worse than now.

The ghost clutched his head and let out a scream that made me feel terrible, and after a while, he finally came back to normal, obviously a little frightened of me.

As I walked towards him, the green fangs on the ghost's face quickly disappeared, and when I condensed the meridian ghost hand again, the ghost retreated again and again, and fled into the portrait.

Seeing that he had escaped without a trace, I yelled at the scroll, "Hey, come out!" ”

At this time, this portrait seemed to have become a normal portrait, and no matter how much I shouted, he didn't dare to show up.

I snorted again, "If you dare to come out again, I will burn your hiding place with this incense!" ”

The portrait was frighteningly attached to the wall, motionless.

Even though I knocked this ghost away, I also had a cold sweat on my forehead.

The reason why I had to scare it again and again just now was not because it was fun, but because I was afraid that it would come out again.

Although the meridian ghost hand is powerful, its consumption of Xiang Qi is also very serious, and the Xiang Qi in the body is suddenly stimulated, and after using it, I feel that my dantian is a little empty.

If I was asked to condense Xiangqi for the second time and use the meridian to fight the ghost hand again, I wouldn't be able to do it.

Fortunately, the first blow gave this ghost enough blows and shocks, and then I pretended not to be afraid of it at all, standing in front of its portrait to "scare" it, this ghost should not dare to come out and haunt it again.

At this time, looking at the incense burner again, it burned for a short time.

Although I solved the trouble from the portrait, I didn't want to go out so soon, I wasn't the yellow-haired boy, just let him do the wind, I have to wait until the incense burns out and the referee comes to shout before going out.

Just as I was paying attention to the hanging drawing, I heard someone next door screaming, I guess I didn't know the ghost in the drawing and the chasing mother.

I also heard someone knocking on the door urgently, shouting, "No more!" Not comparable! ”

I didn't have the slightest intention of laughing at others in my heart, and I barely passed.

Who would have thought that this assessment would be to deal with ghosts.

I sat down and heard the sound of banging on the door outside four times, and I guess four people had been eliminated, but I couldn't hear the four people.

Because they were begging for mercy, their voices had already changed their tone.

But until a stick of incense burned out, I didn't hear Su Luo's voice, it seems that this girl has passed like me.

By the time the referee opened the door to the room, I knew there were seven other people besides me.

And the four begging for mercy did not leave here at this time, and I saw that one of them was very serious, and his face was bruised and purple, and a referee was wiping it for him with a strange water.

When the last remaining eight people gathered together, I saw Su Luo, a yellow-haired boy, a teenager who used an abacus to tell fortunes, and the two grandsons of the Sealing God Operator, all of whom were inside, and there were two others that I was not familiar with.

It is not uncommon for the grandson of the Lockdown God Operator to be able to use low-level paper ghost techniques to hold on to half a pillar of incense before the ghost draws.

But I was able to pass, but the two of them were surprised, and there was that look of disdain and suspicion in their eyes.

Only the yellow-haired boy always had an indifferent expression.

After passing this level, a young referee brought us to the chief referee, who had a large cardboard box covered with a red cloth next to him.

This "bad" old man raised his eyebrows, looked at the eight of us, and began, "The eight of you, you are not impatient, you understand the true meaning of calculation with your heart, and you can sit still, so I congratulate you on entering the next level of the competition." ”

From beginning to end, President Yu didn't mention anything related to ghosts, and neither did this "bad" old man.

"Although you can sit still today, you will definitely move tomorrow, because tomorrow, the ring will be openly counted! One person on one side, in front of everyone's eyes, carry out the fight, come on, come over and write your names with four people. ”

I don't know what this weird old man is doing, and now I'm silent about him.

Several of them were silent.

The "bad" old man sighed with questions, looked at us and said, "Let the four of you come over and write your names, but you don't want to?" Then I'll order. ”

He casually ordered the yellow-haired boy, Wang Lichuan, Su Luo, and another short boy.

Each of them was given a piece of paper, a pen, and each of them was asked to write his name on paper.

When they had finished writing, the "bad" old man asked the four of them to stand aside, gathered all four pieces of paper, threw them into the big cardboard box, shook them, and then pointed at us and said, "Come, draw, draw your charts." ”

A teenager who didn't know his name was the first to draw, his luck was bad and he drew a freak, Wang Yuanji drew a short boy, a teenager with an abacus drew Su Luo, and I drew Wang Lichuan.

It's not that enemies don't get together!

The bad old man smiled, then wrote down our names, and said to the young referee next to him, "Write the names of the eight of them on the wooden plaque, and hang them out in a while. Who can see? It should be like this, like a martial arts competition, see you in the ring, everyone can watch, that's good! ”

The young referee beside him immediately agreed, and even said that what you always said was right.

The bad old man snorted, "I'll go and tell President Yu about the match." Oh, you eight little ones, you can disperse. As President Yu said just now, you have three games in a row today, and the consumption is too great, so tomorrow's ring battle will be in the afternoon, and you can just have a good rest in the morning. ”

After speaking, the bad old man left, and I looked at Wang Lichuan on the other side and found that he was also looking at me, his eyes as vicious as a snake. ()

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