Chapter 11 The Water Ghost is Killed
The old man was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, the black gas suddenly rose, frantically hitting the black net, "hum" The old man stood at the entrance of the cave, his whole expression changed, a killing intent appeared on his face, his hands were constantly knotted with various strange handprints, his eyes were staring at the cave tightly, his mouth kept chanting various spells, and between breaths, the black net shot out a burst of golden light.
Just when the black qi was surging, the water ghost in the cave had already discovered Xiaoxue and the others, opened the rotten mouth and swallowed the soul of the man in brown clothes into his stomach, and in a moment, the carrion on the water ghost's body disappeared a little, and fresh skin grew. There was also a steady stream of black gas pouring out of the water ghost's mouth.
Those black gas slowly gathered together, forming a big hand, grabbing towards the black net, every time the black net was caught, the golden light would be dazzling, grandpa took out a small purple flag from his pocket and threw it into the air, changing a kind of formula, instantly the yin wind gusted, the loess on the ground fluttered with the wind, and the yin wind mixed with the loess continued to rotate around the purple small flag, and gradually turned into a fist and roared towards the hole.
"Boom...", the fist struck the water ghost through the big hand formed by the black gas. The water spirit instantly turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared into the cave.
In Xiao Xue's eyes, the moment the water ghost disappeared, several souls flew out of the hole, waved their hands at Xiao Xue in the air, and turned into green smoke.
At this moment, the seal lit up again with a burst of light, and it was fleeting.
"Whew..."The old man let out a slow breath, looked at the cave and said, "It's old, it's so hard to get a water ghost!" ”
The old man walked to the ground and picked up the ink fountain and the small purple flag, patted the soil on his body and looked at Xiaoxue: "Xiaoxue, this world is not as simple as you think, I know what you want to ask, but I can't tell you, after all, you are my granddaughter, I don't want you to set foot on my path!" ”
After a while, the old man took Xiaoxue and prepared to go back to find Jianguo, although Jianguo was not a big deal, but it was still not a big deal in the woods, in case he was bitten by some snake and insect, it would be worth the loss.
As soon as he walked to the edge of the woods, a cautious voice came from inside: "Master Zhao, is it you?" There's an accident over there in the ghost market again! ”
The ghost market is not what you think, it is all a market of ghosts and ghosts. But at first a group of refugees opened the market, this market opened every morning in the early morning, the stalls were closed at dawn, before the early hours of the morning, the market was very lively, each stall was lit in front of a kerosene lamp, before this market was near a mass grave, looking from afar, the lights and shadows were bright and dim, and people were constantly moving around, people who did not know were frightened, and then it became a ghost market. Because the ghost market is relatively mixed, and it is difficult for the government to clear it, slowly the ghost market operates all kinds of things that cannot be seen in the market, such as corpse oil, guns and ammunition, or buying and selling news, and even selling dead corpses. It wasn't until after the founding of the People's Republic of China that the ghost market gradually disappeared.
"Yes! I know, you go first, I'll go over after dealing with this side of the matter! The old man replied haphazardly into the woods. He took Xiaoxue and walked into the woods in a different direction, and it was completely dark at this time, but the old man seemed to know the way, and he found Jianguo after turning a few corners. You know, it is difficult for ordinary people to walk at night without lights, let alone in the woods.
"Dad, that thing is probably deliberately placed here, I'm afraid of this..."Jianguo had woken up at this time, was sitting on the ground smoking, looked up and saw the old man coming over, blurted out.
The old man stared at Jianguo, a trace of impatience appeared on his face, and his eyes narrowed: "What are you afraid of!" You can't handle a water ghost, don't say it's Lao Tzu's seed when you go out in the future! ”
"Hey!" Jianguo looked at Xiaoxue and sighed. He lowered his head and smoked again.
"Grandpa, the water ghost is dead, is Song Xuanyi's illness cured?" Xiaoxue looked at the old man expectantly, hoping that the old man could save Song Xuanyi.