Ghost Eater!

That's right, the heirs of the "Qishu Ghost Sutra" do not need to cultivate. In other words, the process of catching ghosts and eliminating demons is cultivation. Unlike the Taoist priests of later generations, meditating and concentrating can improve cultivation. In ancient times, the way to improve spiritual power was simple, rough and direct, and there was only one, and that was to eat ghosts!

The more ghosts you eat, the stronger the ghosts you eat, and the faster your spiritual power will grow.

I don't like Qi Bo a little, this is not like Qi Bo's style, how good it is to follow the treatment of Jiang Yumeng's method of rubbing ~ breasts, benefiting others and yourself.

For example, a beautiful female ghost......

The more female ghosts there are, the more beautiful they are, the faster their spiritual power will grow, and that's how good.

Well, I'm just going to be a little cranky to ease my anxiety.

That's right, I'm worried!

Ghost Eater! How to eat? I'm just an ordinary mountain baby, and it's good to see a ghost and not pee his pants. The difference in strength is too great, I face the ghost, I'm afraid I haven't opened my mouth yet, people have already gnawed me into a skeleton.

Now stuck in an endless loop.

There is a method in the "Qishu Ghost Sutra" that can deal with evil ghosts and resentful spirits, but if you want to use it, you must have spiritual power. If you want to get spiritual power, you have to eat ghosts. If you want to eat ghosts, you have to catch them first. And I'm ...... now I can't beat the ghost at all, and if I want to catch the ghost, I can only practice the "Qishu Ghost Sutra".

Oh the eggs!

My head is big.

I'm going to close the Qishu Ghost Sutra and get a good night's sleep first. It's not too early, and tomorrow I have to help Jiang Yumeng expel the ghost qi in his body.

But at this time, I accidentally saw that there was a passage in "Qishu Ghost Sutra". This passage, in the first half of the "Qishu" chapter, roughly means: The demonic and ferocious aura is a good thing for disciples who are just getting started. If you eat it, you can increase your spiritual power a little!

Hahaha......

It's really an endless road.

I can't catch ghosts, but I can find them.

The fumigation therapy, forced out of Jiang Yumeng's body, is attached to the four-hundred-year-old mahogany.

I regained my spirits, carefully flipped through the "Qishu Ghost Sutra", and in the blink of an eye, the sky was almost dawn. I didn't sleep all night, but I was very refreshed. What I was looking for, I finally found it. The descendants of the "Qishu Ghost Sutra" will practice a special method to devour the ghost qi or directly devour the stubborn evil ghosts.

I pushed the door and ran out, Jiang Wenchuan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, his eyes were bloodshot, and he probably didn't sleep all night.

Jiang Wenchuan smiled slightly: "So early? ”

I didn't have time to say hello, so I got straight to the point: "Has Jiang Yumeng woken up?" ”

Jiang Wenchuan sighed: "I woke up in the middle of the night for a while, ate something, and fell asleep again." ”

I nodded: "Where is the heart tree that absorbed the ghost qi yesterday?" ”

"I had people take them out and burn them." Jiang Wenchuan was stunned: "Do you need it?" ”

Belch......

Anyway, it's already burned, and I can't count on that root, but fortunately, Jiang Yumeng still has it.

I said, "Uncle Jiang, go find another piece of tree heart wood, which is twice as big as yesterday, and I won't hide it from you, I'll tell you the truth, yesterday, the ghost who harmed Xiaomeng came." Three days later, he will come to ask for his life. I'll help you treat your injuries in a few days, the most important thing is Xiaomeng. ”

Jiang Wenchuan looked expression: "I'm all please, thank you for your great kindness!" ”

I didn't talk nonsense, and rushed directly into Jiang Yumeng's room.

There was a lot of movement, Jiang Yuhan poked his head out from next door, wearing a suspender nightdress, sleepy-eyed, and asked, "Hey...... Where are you taking my sister? ”

I didn't have time to take care of her, so I went up to the empty house on the third floor and put Jiang Yumeng on the fumigation bed.

The mahogany was delivered, and everything needed was ready.

I closed the curtains, locked the doors and windows, and stripped Jiang Yumeng of a smooth and slippery style, lying in front of me like a stunner, close at hand, even if I really called her now, she would not wake up, and no one would know.

But now is no time to do such nonsense.

I'm in a race against fate.

In three days, if I can't find a way to deal with the ghost girl, then Jiang Yumeng and I, there is time ooxx on Huangquan Road.

I grabbed the two little rabbits on Jiang Yumeng's chest, rubbed them vigorously, and a pair of eyes, but they were dead on the heart of the tree hanging on her body.

The ghost qi rises with the steam, and is absorbed by the heart wood.

Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. I didn't eat breakfast, I didn't eat lunch, the heart of the tree, which was the thickness of a calf and a meter long, was originally stripped of its bark and was white and flawless, but at this moment, it was as black as ink by the ghost qi.

Hey?

Jiang Yumeng's little face is so red for Mao?

Still breathing so fast??

Did you wake up?

No, no, if this chick wakes up and finds a strange man rubbing her breasts, it's weird that she doesn't sit up and slap me twice.

Maybe it's the effect of fumigation, like the sauna, and blushing is also what it should be. But why didn't you blush yesterday? Yesterday, my little face was pale and pale, and I didn't breathe quickly.

Never mind......

I don't have time to dwell on this, I have to devour the ghost energy from the tree as soon as possible.

The method of devouring ghost qi is not complicated, bite the tip of the tongue, have a pure heart, ignore and listen, in order to reach the Tao and the love, and to be in the dark. I pressed the tip of my bite tongue against the heart of the tree, and suddenly, a bone-chilling cold came from the heart of the tree. Along the tip of my bitten tongue, it penetrated into my body, and merged with the acupoints, veins, muscles and bones.

Piercing!

That kind of soul is torn apart!

All over my body, on my skin, I was covered in "cold sweat".

No, that's not a cold sweat.

I saw that my clothes were soaked and stained blood-red. What I shed was blood.

To be honest, I'm confused!

What is described in the "Qishu Ghost Sutra" should not be like this. According to the book, if the ghost qi is swallowed into the body, it can be transformed into spiritual power by using special methods. Even if you devour evil spirits in the future, you must also transform.

But now, the ghost qi is running around in my body, torturing me to the point that life is worse than death.

I want to throw the heart tree out, throw it far, go to the spiritual power, this kind of pain, I would rather be entangled by that ghost little girl, and then pat my head to play.

But I can't!

The heartwood and my tongue seemed to be glued together.

My hands and feet were numb and cold, and a moment later, with a pop, I fell to the ground and fainted.

By the time I woke up, night had fallen.

Her eyelids were heavy, she frowned several times, but she still couldn't open them, and a girl ran out in surprise: "Dad...... He woke up...... Daddy......"

It's not Jiang Yuhan.

Jiang Yuhan's tone was always cold and tricky, with a sense of rebellion and willfulness.

This voice is soft and sweet, delicate, and you don't need to open your eyes, you can think of an image of a cute girl who wants to bully and care.

A moment later, everyone came. Jiang Wenchuan, Wu Ma, Jiang Yuhan, behind Jiang Yuhan, there was a girl who was exactly like her, with a red face, looking at me timidly.

Jiang Yumeng!

It seems that half of the ghost energy has been expelled, and she has woken up.