044. Magic Arrow
I was directly stunned, who would have thought that the white water ghost, who is known to turn sewage into blood, can call the wind and rain, and has a very deep path, is so easy to deal with!
I didn't care about the wound on my shoulder, so I hurriedly asked my parents to help me find the spiritual objects made of five-colored gold that Uncle Jiu said.
Iron blades that have drunk blood, all over my house, how can a hunter lack a knife?
The copper coins that have been opened and the tin kettles that have been boiled are also extremely easy to find.
The silver ring that has been around for a long time used my parents' wedding ring to make them endure the pain of love.
The gold leaf that has been blessed, this is difficult to find, but I can turn over the cabinet, or let my mother find it, it is the longevity lock I wore when I was a child, this longevity lock, was originally sent to the Taoist temple of nearby Tianyun Mountain, and asked the old Taoist to ask the heavenly official to give blessings.
On the longevity lock, there is a thin layer of gold leaf, although the amount is very small, but Uncle Nine said, just have that meaning.
After finding all the things, it was getting late, and the big guys rested first.
The next morning, my dad and I went out with our things and went to the village blacksmith shop to ask Blacksmith Sun to help us recast them.
"What are you going to forge it for?" Blacksmith Sun asked.
I said that I could just cast an iron lump, but Blacksmith Sun said that it was a waste of his craftsmanship and a waste of this rare five-color gold.
I thought to myself, too, if you can cast something with a shape, why do you have to cast it into an iron lump?
I thought that letting Blacksmith Sun forge a sword happened to be quite a bit of a momentum to slay demons and eliminate demons, but after thinking about it again, it was still inappropriate, and there was a better choice.
"Uncle Sun, will you help me forge an iron arrow?" I asked.
"Absolutely." Blacksmith Sun put a white towel around his neck, picked up a hammer, and pulled up the bellows.
I asked Blacksmith Sun to cast this five-colored gold into an arrow, which was considered.
One is because I'm good at archery, and when I deal with the white water ghost, I can use it easily.
The second reason is that when fighting with the white water ghost, according to what the little magic spear said, when it is hiding in the water, nothing can defeat it, and we can't get close to the water, but if we have this magic arrow, it can shoot an arrow from a distance, so that the white water ghost will be scattered on the spot.
Waiting for Blacksmith Sun's busy work, my father and I also found a bench, sat down and waited, chatting with Blacksmith Sun.
Blacksmith Sun said that last night, there was another terrible and bizarre thing in our village, and he asked us if we knew about it.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"Last night, Feng Dakui, a singleton man in the village, died, and I heard that the death was bizarre to the extreme."
I frowned and asked what the strange method was.
"I also heard from others, I didn't go to Feng Dakui's house to see it with my own eyes, I don't know if it's true or not."
Blacksmith Sun put all the five-colored gold things into the furnace and melted them, then picked up a cigarette and lit it with the flame of the furnace.
"I heard that Feng Dakui, this morning, when his neighbor went to borrow a broom, he found the corpse lying on the bed, that Feng Dakui, the blood all over his body was drained, the corpse was stiff, and his lips were blue, but what was bizarre? Feng Dakui's whole body, there was actually no wound to be found! You say, is this strange? ”
I glared, of course it was strange, and I was afraid it had something to do with the white water ghost.
But then I thought about it again, isn't that white water ghost only in the water, and when it rains, it hurts people? From midnight last night to this morning, it was a sunny day.
I asked Blacksmith Sun, where is Feng Dakui's body sent now?
"It seems that he was immediately sent to the slope of Yangshan to be burned, because the people in the village office said that he died strangely, I am afraid that it is a corpse, anyway, Feng Dakui has no family, a bachelor, and no one will bury him, and Feng Dakui is a big rotten person! Everyone in the village knows that rotten people don't deserve to be in the soil! It's okay to burn to ashes! Blacksmith Sun bit the cigarette holder and said disdainfully.
Feng Dakui is indeed a rotten person, extremely misbehaving, extremely lustful, likes to flirt with the big girl and little daughter-in-law in the village, he is considered the public enemy of the whole village, he is dead, it is estimated that the whole village will applaud.
I don't care about Feng Dakui's death, but what I care about is Feng Dakui's bizarre death?
The blood all over his body has drained, but there are no wounds on his body, so where did his blood go? Evaporated from the body?
But Feng Dakui's body has been dragged and burned, and I can't go to investigate the body.
At this time, Blacksmith Sun had already cast the five-color financial arrow.
I took the arrow in my hand, turned it over and over, and saw that the arrow was dark all over, but when it shone on the sunlight outside the door, it would flow out of five-colored light waves, like a magic arrow.
And this magic arrow, because the material is gold and iron, so the tail of the arrow cannot be connected to the feather, and Blacksmith Sun cast the tail of the arrow into the shape of a half moon.
The arrow is a sharp triangle and has a wide horizontal plane, because the weight of the iron arrow is much heavier than that of the wooden pole feather arrow, and the flight distance and accuracy are naturally far worse.
The wider the horizontal surface of the arrow, which expands the hit area, to some extent makes up for the accuracy.
I couldn't help but marvel at the good craftsmanship of Blacksmith Sun, and after paying the money and thanking him, I left the blacksmith shop with my father.
After I got home, I talked to the little spear about Feng Dakui's mysterious death, and they all said that they didn't know what was going on, but Feng Dakui's death really didn't look like the white water ghost did it.
In the next few days, the village has been calm, the white water ghost has never shown his head again, my hard bow and magic arrow, are already hungry and thirsty, but this dog's white ghost, but as a shrunken turtle hiding.
On this day, I was sitting in front of the house, taking off my shirt and drying my shoulders in the sun.
In fact, the wound on my shoulder has long since healed and the scar has healed, but my mother said that the scar should be exposed to the sun often, so that when the scar falls off in the future, it will not leave marks on the skin.
At this moment, I saw a man walking towards our door.
"Zheng Pigtou, what are you doing here?" I said to the man.
The person who came was none other than Zheng Butcher from the village, and he had a good relationship with me on weekdays.
Zheng Butcher held his shoulders and looked very twisted, saying that he had something to ask for.
I scolded him again, say something quickly, and let it go quickly.
"I heard that those opera masters who live in your house are from the Daomen, right?" Zheng Butcher asked in a low voice.
I nodded.
"I want to beg them, help me." Zheng Butcher's voice trembled.
I immediately tightened my brows, I don't know what happened to Zheng Butcher, he was actually scared like this, he was a butcher! On weekdays, he has always been the kind of barbarian who is not afraid of heaven and earth!
I led Zheng Butcher into the house and met the little spear and them, and Zheng Butcher told him the strange things he had experienced in the past few days.
A few days ago, Zheng Butcher and his mother-in-law quarreled, and then slept in separate rooms.
On the night of sleeping in separate rooms, Zheng Butcher had a spring dream, dreaming of a big beauty in red, seducing him, and wanting to be happy with him, Zheng Butcher must have agreed, and the two of them turned over the clouds and rain, so unhappy.
But after Zheng Tuhu woke up, he found that his body really had the residual fat powder fragrance of the red-clothed beauty in yesterday's dream.
In the next few days, Zheng Butcher also repeated such spring dreams, and enjoyed himself with the red-clothed beauty in his dreams.
"Isn't that a good thing? What's scary? I don't think I can dream of it. The old kid interrupted Zheng Butcher's words.
Zheng Butcher made a bitter face and said where is the good thing, let's go see his complexion.
As soon as he said this, we found that his face was completely bloodless, and the whole person looked like a zombie crawling out of a grave.
It's just that there is too much fat on his face, and if you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.
We opened our eyes carefully and took a look, only to find that this Zheng butcher was about to die of blood exhaustion!
The little spear frowned, turned his head to look at the ninth uncle, and his eyes were inquiring.
Uncle Nine nodded and said that eight or nine is not far from ten.
"Take off your shoes." The little spear said to Zheng Butcher.
Zheng butcher obediently complied.
The little spear looked at the soles of Zheng Butcher's feet, his face was a little ugly, and said, "Sure enough, this is a bit of a big trouble." ”
We also leaned over to look, and saw that there was a very small hole on the sole of the left foot of the Zheng butcher, as if it had been pierced by an awl, about the size of a needle's eye, but it did not bleed, and if we didn't look carefully, we couldn't see it clearly.
"The sea, the Feng Dakui you mentioned before, it is estimated that he was also like this, he was sucked dry and died." The little sharpshooter said to me.
"Huh?" I looked at the little sharpshooter in amazement.
The little spear sighed again, his face was full of gloom, and said, "Mr. Qin is afraid that he is crazy, so he will drive out the red evil." ”()
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