Chapter 0220: Blood-fed Psychic, Hoodoo

The owl is regarded as a hoodoo in Huaxia, and is also called a night owl or a night owl.

As the saying goes, when a night owl enters the house, nothing will come.

The appearance of this thing represents death, and it is a mourning bird.

Liu Xue saw this night owl, she felt uncomfortable, frowned slightly, and said: "The eyes of this owl are like a human ......."

Ye Zhiqiu closed the door again and said in a low voice: "It's like the bearded man's eyes in the Nanyang Root-Seeking Group, right?" ”

"That's right, it's him!" Liu Xue nodded.

Ye Zhiqiu also nodded and said, "This is the bearded psychic bird, currently in the psychic state, the bearded man is using the owl's eyes to spy on us......"

"What kind of spell is this? Good evil. Liu Xue said.

"This is a blood-fed psychic, an evil art that spread from China to the Nanyang area. Now few Chinese people understand, but the Nanyang side has carried it forward. The bearded man fed the owl with his own blood, and with some other methods, over time, the owl could channel with him and become his eyes. Ye Zhiqiu said.

"What now? Kill this night owl? Liu Xue asked.

"No, I'll just scrap his eyes." Ye Zhiqiu quietly pulled out the Chiyuan Sword, ready to trigger the sword qi.

But unexpectedly, there was a fluttering sound outside the door, and the owl flapped its wings and fled first.

"It fled." Liu Xue said.

"It's okay, those Nanyang wicked people will definitely come at night, and I'll clean them up when the time comes. You guys be careful at night, I'll let Tan Simei keep vigil on your side. Ye Zhiqiu said.

Liu Xue nodded, knowing in her heart.

After dinner, Ye Zhiqiu asked Liu Xue and Wang Han to rest early, and asked Tan Simei and Xu Zhaolin to be in charge of the vigil.

Just after twelve o'clock, Xu Zhaolin slipped in through the crack in the door, woke up Ye Zhiqiu, and whispered, "Boss, they are here......"

Ye Zhiqiu originally slept in his clothes, so he immediately sat up and asked, "How did you come here?" ”

"There were three ghosts, one of which went to the store's bedroom, and the other two, hiding in the shadows of the back wall...... I guess they have to control the shopkeeper couple first, and then deal with us. The ghost was strange, not quite like a ghost. Xu Zhaolin said.

"How is it different?"

"The ghost has yang energy on it, but there is no yin energy." Xu Zhaolin said.

"Look for death! This is the art of soul transfer, which is similar to soul exit. Ye Zhiqiu sneered and said, "You and Tan Simei don't move first, just protect Xue'er, and wait for me to go out and have a look." ”

Xu Zhaolin nodded and walked away incognito.

Ye Zhiqiu deliberately opened his shirt and belted his trousers, opened the door of the room, pretending to be awakened by urine, looking left and right in the courtyard of the farmhouse, and muttered: "There is not even a bathroom, this is a broken place......"

The farmhouse is a courtyard house, with Ye Zhiqiu and Liu Xue's guest rooms, on the north side.

Ye Zhiqiu muttered, came to the north wall of the opposite room, pulled the zipper of his pants, and peed on the wall.

Because Zhiqiu saw it, just under the north wall, the ghost of a woman was crawling here!

The woman had also seen her, in her twenties, and was also a member of the Nanyang Root-Seeking Group.

Her other companion, ten paces away, was a male. The reason why they didn't take action is that these two guys must be waiting for the opportunity.

Ye Zhiqiu saw this woman, so he deliberately disgusted her and walked to her side to pee.

However, Ye Zhiqiu did not face the beauty, but deviated more than a foot.

The woman's spirit hid there, not daring to move.

Poor Ye Zhiqiu, who has been guarding himself like jade for 20 years, the treasure who has been passed down from generation to generation is usually hidden, but this time he was looked at in vain!

Ye Zhiqiu urinated heavily, and suddenly his body turned, and the water line under his abdomen rushed towards the woman's soul!

The woman was caught off guard and was poured on her head by the hot twenty-year-old boy urine, screaming, and fluttering!

The ghosts that move out like this are the most afraid of filth.

The woman's soul was wounded, and she floated on the roof, shivering.

", can you meet ghosts when you pee?" Ye Zhiqiu pretended to be surprised, hurriedly put away the tools of the crime, looked around, and shouted: "What is it, get out of here!?" ”

There was a sound of agitation, and a ghost figure with a whole body black jumped outside the courtyard wall, holding a ghost head knife, and slashed towards Ye Zhiqiu!

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at it and found that this thing was a puppet puppet controlled by the soul of a living person, but what he was holding in his hand was a real knife.

"Carving insect skills, dare to show off in front of me!" Ye Zhiqiu sneered, pointed out in the air, and made a virtual painting against the puppeteer: "The curse of the well prison, the nine realms are broken, forbidden!" ”

The runes flew out from Ye Zhiqiu's fingertips, forming a well prison spell and pounced on the puppeteer.

"It turns out that Maoshan faction?" There was an exclamation behind him, and then two ghosts rushed towards Ye Zhiqiu!

Ye Zhiqiu was single-minded, and threw out the golden pill with his backhand: "The golden pill is pouring into the ground, and the beans are scattered into soldiers!" ”

Bang bang bang, white light burst out from the golden pill, and the two ghosts behind him froze.

And the puppet puppet in front of him was also entangled in the prison curse and was struggling in place.

On the roof, the woman who was shot by Ye Zhiqiu's boy's urine saw that the situation was wrong and hurriedly floated away.

"Where is the boy, take it for me!" Ye Zhiqiu shouted.

As soon as the yin wind moved, Tan Simei and Xu Zhaolin threw themselves on the roof together, entangled the woman's soul, turned in circles, and circled back to the courtyard from the roof.

Almost in one move, Ye Zhiqiu controlled all the four enemies who came to attack.

This group of Nanyang evil people, relying on the art of soul transfer, also dares to come to the door to do evil, which is really a little self-conscious.

Before Ye Zhiqiu's Maoshan technique, their Taoism was not a little bit worse.

Ye Zhiqiu took out the soul collection talisman and put away the soul on the puppeteer. Together with the other three ghosts, a total of four living souls were collected.

Liu Xue walked out accompanied by Wang Han and asked, "Zhiqiu, what's the matter?" ”

"It's a little thing, a few guys who don't think about themselves, they came here to make trouble, and they've all taken it all." Ye Zhiqiu smiled, suddenly pulled out the Chiyuan sword, turned around, and pointed at a black locust tree in the yard: "Listen to my edict, Chiyuan is out of the sheath!" ”

Zheng!

The sword qi broke through the air and shot straight at the top of the tree!

"Boom...... Vomit...... Doodle! Then there was a strange cry from the tree, and an owl fluttered its wings and fell to the ground!

Ye Zhiqiu took a step forward, stepped on the owl that was still struggling, and said with a smile: "What a fat bird, used to make supper, plucked and boiled into soup, it must be a big supplement!" ”

"Why is this thing again?" Liu Xue looked disgusted and said, "Zhiqiu, this is an ominous thing, you better not eat it...... It's disgusting. ”

"Okay, if you don't eat, you won't eat, I'll listen to you." Ye Zhiqiu nodded, picked up the owl from the ground and looked at it. (1st Update)