Chapter 459: Revenge
The ghost has always wanted to escape, but Zhong Kui suppressed him to the death, and he never could do it. At this time, I suddenly saw Zhong Kui's momentum weakening. The ghost didn't even have the slightest intention of fighting. He got up from the ground. Three verticals and two verticals, and they disappeared.
At the same time, it was accompanied by a rooster crow. Zhong Kui slowly sat on the ground.
He looked at me with strange eyes open, and then stopped moving.
The nunnery was calm inside. I'm a little overwhelmed.
I heard Mr. Lu say weakly: "It's dawn, and our souls are a little uncomfortable. Break the hoops and let us go. β
I said yes and went looking for a stone.
Mr. Lu sighed heavily and said hurriedly: "Use blood." β
I agreed, and quickly bit my middle finger and hit the hoop.
This thing looks like it's iron. But its purpose is, after all, to lock the soul, so it is not really an iron product. After my blood spots went up. The hoops began to melt slowly.
Mr. Lu grinned in pain, snorted a few times, and finally gained freedom.
Lord Ghost stood up from the ground, then looked at Xue Qian, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and said, "What a young hero." I can't thank you enough for saving my life. β
Mr. Lu said: "If Zhong Kui didn't succeed in the sneak attack, I'm afraid he might not be able to help that powerful ghost, you, when did you have such a powerful character?" β
The oni-sama shook his head and said, "There are all kinds of people in there." Some people are incognito and hidden deeply. How do I know it all? As he spoke, he suddenly picked up a severed finger from the ground, he looked at it twice, and said, "I'm afraid this is the finger of that powerful ghost, which was torn off by Zhong Kui." With this severed finger, it is much easier to find the traitor. If there is any news, I will do my best to inform you. For a while, you don't have to worry, that terrible ghost is seriously injured, not for a few months. Restore fΓΉ but not come. β
Then, he put the severed finger in his arms and said to Gu Yue, "Let's go." β
Gu Yue glanced at me and said, "I'll see you soon." β
Then she followed the ghost out of the nunnery and disappeared outside the door.
Mr. Lu pointed at Xue Qian and said, "You go back with him." Now that it's dawn, I have to send Mrs. Chai back quickly. β
I nodded. Subsequently, I watched Mr. Lu help Mrs. Chai away.
I looked at Xue Qian, his face was pale, and there was no blood. I tried his snort and it didn't seem to be a big deal.
I looked at the Taoist Ma lying on the ground again, he was the opposite of Xue Qian, his face was still covered with a layer of black gas, it seemed that he had been harmed by the sword soul just now.
I didn't care about him, but carried Xue Qian on my back. Step by step, he walked towards Sister Chai's house.
When I arrived at Sister Chai's house, I found that Mr. Lu had woken up. He looked a little weak, but he was in good spirits.
I asked Mr. Lu, "Is Xue Qian okay?" β
Mr. Lu said: "He has that rooster behind him. It should be fine, just let him rest for a while. β
We tossed all night, and we were on the verge of life and death. It was easy to settle down, and I felt extremely sleepy.
I lay down in bed and quickly fell asleep.
I slept for a long time and then felt hungry. I opened my eyes. It was discovered that the sun was already in the west.
When I walked to the living room, I saw Xue Qian sitting on the sofa. He saw me walk out and smiled, "How's it going?" Awake? β
I nodded and asked, "Are you alright?" β
Xue Qian said, "I'm fine. Since I had an extra rooster on my back, Zhong Kui didn't seem to be able to hurt me. β
Mr. Lu patted him on the shoulder and said, "However, you still have to be careful. The rooster behind you needs to match the hour to play its best when the day dawns. If Zhong Kui occupies your body and needs more than one night, then as soon as the morning dawns, you can suppress him, and he will have lost all his efforts. However, if one day he is strong enough to completely take over your body at night. Then your rooster won't work. β
Xue Qian nodded.
At this time, Sister Chai had already put the food on the table, and she asked Mr. Lu worriedly, "Why hasn't my mother woken up yet?" β
Mr. Lu hesitated for a moment and said, "She is already old. was first locked up in the demon altar for a long time, then locked up the pipa bone, and last night was rushed by the evil spirit of the murderous knife. The soul is already weak. Even if you wake up, you won't survive three or five days. So ......"
He pointed to the mourning shed and coffin outside: "You don't have to remove these things." β
When Sister Chai heard this, tears fell.
Mr. Lu sighed and stopped talking.
The atmosphere in the room was sad, but I was so hungry. I didn't care about saying some words of sorrow and change, so I devoured it.
By the time we finished eating, it was already evening.
Mr. Lu asked the two of us, "Do you want revenge?" β
Only then did I remember that Ma Daoist was still in the nunnery. I nodded and said, "Of course I want revenge." Ma Daoist is too arrogant, he has to teach him a lesson and let him know how to converge. β
The three of us walked out of the gate in full gear.
I looked to the west, and a red sun was slowly sinking down the mountain.
Mr. Lu said: "Last night, when we were fighting repeatedly, I saw a few little ghosts, hiding in the corner, too frightened to move. Their skills are low, and they will definitely not dare to come out during the day, so let's rush over now and catch them. β
Mr. Lu strode forward, and Xue Qian and I followed behind him like dogs, showing off our might.
We know that the ghost is seriously injured, and in a few months, he will not be able to make waves. So we weren't polite, just kicked open the two doors and walked in.
The courtyard was still in shambles, and I saw at a glance the Taoist priest standing on the ground.
He had woken up, and was limping outside with his peachwood sword.
He saw the three of us and stopped again.
Mr. Lu said in his mouth: "Ma Daochang, we are really thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi." β
His voice was extremely frivolous, which was very different from the previous flattery.
Mr. Lu's face suddenly changed, and he said with a righteous face: "In our Dao Sect, someone colluded with powerful ghosts and framed fellow disciples. This is a great sin of betraying the teacher. Anyone who cultivates the Tao can be punished. Zhao Mang, knife. β
I was too busy to hand over the big knife.
Mr. Lu waved his hand and said, "Can I do it with him?" You're the same age as him, and the two of you are fighting alone. β
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Mr. Lu said, "What are you doing in a daze? Although there are many of us, we still have to talk about morality in the rivers and lakes, and we must not bully the few with more. So I had to go it alone. I am higher than him, I can't bully the small with the big, and Xue Qian is not a Taoist, so this heavy responsibility falls on your shoulders. β
I saw Ma Daoist standing on the ground and staggering, a gust of wind blowing, and he was about to fall. I can't help but think: The way he is now, is there a difference between us fighting alone and bullying the widow with the crowd?
Mr. Lu took great care to instruct: "Daoist Ma has been in the Daomen since he was a child, and he has been cultivating for a longer time than you, and his kung fu is also better than yours, so you must not be careless, and you must use all your skills, and you can't show mercy to your subordinates." β
Ma Daoist said angrily: "You are really shameless. β
Mr. Lu put his hands behind his back and said, "No matter how shameless we are, we didn't team up with powerful ghosts to deal with the same door. Daoist Ma, if I publicize this matter, your master will die, and you will have to bear a bad name. β
Daoist Ma was obviously forced by these words, and he said loudly: "It was you who colluded with the people first. β
Mr. Lu said, "Really? When Zhao Mang was brought to Yucheng by the old man Gu, he was not a Taoist priest, and he was not a disgrace to the Daomen. And, when I arrived, did I deal with you? I remember that I had been mediating. In the end, when you were surrounded by demons, I persuaded you with kind words, and they agreed to let you live. And your master refused to bow his head and committed suicide. I'm afraid I can't blame that, right? β