Immediately afterward, Huai Niu became angry and lowered his head and rushed towards the weak king, and the two horns were like two sharp Mongolian scimitars stabbing towards the waist of the weak lang king.

"Click-"

Daddy heard a sound like a tree branch breaking.

One of the horns of the Huai Niu pierced into the waist of the weak king. The clicking sound should be the sound of the weak king's bones being broken by the horns of the bull.

Luo Buzhai couldn't help but show joy on his face, and said in a low voice: "This cow has gone through a hundred years of tempering, and its strength is really extraordinary!" ”

Grandpa nodded slightly.

It is said that the horns have three magical abilities, one is to light the light to see ghosts that are not usually seen; The second is that it can cure children's epilepsy, and those who are bored, chewing the tongue, and looking up can also be treated; The third is to make a knife to prevent ghosts from hurting ghosts. Of course, there are also high and low horns. To use these three, it is best to use rhinoceros horn, followed by buffalo horn, and again yellow horn.

The ancient term "rhino zhao" is derived from this legend. During the Jin Dynasty, there was a famous man named Wen Qiao, when he was playing in Wuchang, he saw that the water depth of Niuzhuji was unpredictable, and he heard that the nearby residents said that they had been saying that there were many monsters under the water for generations. So, out of curiosity, Wen Qiao burned rhinoceros horn to light up and look at the bottom of the water. After a while, he vaguely saw many strange-shaped aquatic monsters appear one after another, and even saw people wearing red clothes and riding in carriages. That night, Wen Qiao saw someone in a dream and said to him in disgust: "I am not the same as Mr. and ghosts, why should Mr. follow me?" Soon after, I don't know if it was because of the spiritual world, Wen Qiao, who had a toothache and old disease, suddenly suffered a stroke after the tooth extraction and passed away soon after.

Something similar happened in Wujiazhuang, not far from Thrush Village. There is a young man in Wujiazhuang who is particularly fond of supernatural things, and has visited his father many times, intending to learn a trick and a little bit of Xuanhuang technique. Grandpa saw that he was impetuous by nature and loved to show off, so he didn't agree.

He was not discouraged, and still searched everywhere for masters. Later, I don't know where he found out that the horns of the cow have magical powers, and the ghosts can be seen when they are lit, he was very excited, and when he returned home, he slaughtered his buffalo, took the horns and crushed them into powder, and lit them at night to go to a remote place in front of the village and behind the village.

He was disappointed the first night and did not return the next night.

Later, his body was found in a mass grave, with many blue-black striped wounds. The old man in Wujiazhuang said that he was beaten to death by a ghost after seeing it.

When I heard this story, I asked my grandfather, why did the ghosts kill him?

Grandpa said that in fact, many ghosts are not willing to be seen, and if you have to see them, they may retaliate against you.

I think my grandfather has some truth in what he said, which can also explain why the famous man named Wen Qiao of the Jin Dynasty died suddenly.

I've seen the last two magical abilities of the horns.

Once when I was staying at my grandfather's house, an adult in the village came to my grandfather with a child in his arms and asked for help. The child had a chopstick in his mouth, his eyes rolled, and his body was like a caterpillar on a tree. The grandfather asked the man to get the flour made from the buffalo horn and mix it with water and feed it to the child. Soon the child returned to normal, went down to the ground and went to play, unaware of the risk he had just experienced.

And the knife made of buffalo horn was seen on a crooked Taoist priest of the same age as my grandfather. The crooked Taoist once said to me with a crooked grin, "This is what I used to scare ghosts!" "His mouth is very leaky, and I still don't know whether the crooked Taoist priest was saying "scaring ghosts" or "killing ghosts".

Whether it is to scare ghosts or kill ghosts, the ability of the horns is reflected.

Especially when Huai Niu pierced a horn into the body of the weak king, Grandpa also believed that the horn did have a unique ability.

As for why the always clever and cunning King Weak Lang failed to avoid Huai Niu's attack, Grandpa thought that it might be because Huai Niu gave King Weak Lang an illusion - the illusion that he was the same kind. The soul of Huai Niu was condensed by countless grievances a hundred years ago, and the weak king can be said to be the king of resentment.

Anyone who sees it must die, and this resentment is incomparable to other resentments in the world.

But after a hundred years of tempering, the resentment of Huai Niu is now different from the past. And the weak king obviously didn't notice this. Therefore, it ignores the locust cow.

Of course, this is just Grandpa's personal speculation. It is also possible that the weak king thinks that the ox is no different from the mouse that has just climbed to the tip of its nose, and can put it to death with a flick of his fingers.

And Luo Buzhai thought that the weak king deliberately let the Huai Niu pierce it. It wants to let Daddy and Luo Buzhai see that even if its body is damaged, it will not affect its strength in the slightest.

Luo Buzhai's speculation also has his truth. Because the next scene made Luo Buzhai's hair stand upside down.

Perhaps the sharp pain of being pierced by the horns of the bull spurred the weak king, who clenched his fists and raised his neck to inhale the moon in the sky.

With this inhalation, Grandpa suddenly felt that the moon had become a lot darker, and the face of the weak king emitted a faint light, as if it could seize the light of the moon.

Immediately afterwards, the weak king opened his fists and opened his mouth wide to make a howling appearance, but did not make any sound. The flesh worm scar on its face actually wriggled a few times, as if it was about to crawl off its face. The nails on its hands are like fast-growing ferns, curled up and stretched out, and finally straight and long!

The horns of the cow were inserted in the body of the weak king and could not be pulled out, so the cow twisted around vigorously, intending to break the intestines in the stomach of the weak king.

The weak king howled silently for a moment, then clawed his hand and slammed it into the cow's neck.

Grandpa heard a "poof", which was the sound of the weak king's nails piercing into his flesh. Just hearing this voice, Grandpa tensed up. He could imagine how much pain Huai Niu had to endure at the moment. And this kind of intense suffering is very likely to turn the good thoughts that it has refined for a hundred years back into resentment, and destroy its merits for a hundred years.

"Uh-moo—"

The locust cow let out a cry of pain.

Its cry actually caused the other cowsheds in the village to respond to the cows that were grazing, ruminating and sleeping.

"Moo......"

"Moo Moo ......"

All of a sudden, the cows in the village were crowing one after another.

Daddy saw the five fingers of the weak king on the cow's neck, and the nails sank into the flesh. Fresh blood was bubbling from there, and the smell of blood was suddenly mixed into the sober and humid air.

The weak king took his fingers away from Huai Niu's neck, and his nails were already dripping with blood. The fleshworm scar on its face trembled, as if it was impatient. The weak king wiped his bloody hand on his face. Cow's blood covered the scar of the flesh worm. The fleshworm scar quickly regained its quietness and ceased to wriggle.

Five blood holes appeared in the neck of the cow, and blood gushed out.

Then, strings of firefly-like things flew out of the five blood holes. These things are slightly brighter and larger than the light of fireflies. At this moment, the cow is like a cage made of cowhide, full of fireflies caught by naughty children. Five holes were broken in the cowhide cage, and fireflies that had been imprisoned inside poured out one after another.

After the fireflies fly out, they circle the locust cow and do not leave.

There are more and more fireflies flying out, more and more, densely packed. The surroundings are also a little brighter.

When the weak king saw this scene, he was actually stunned, holding his bloody hand and not knowing what to do.

When the cow was almost surrounded by fireflies, it finally knelt down with a plop on all four feet, and the horns of the cow were pulled out of the body of the weak king.

And fireflies keep flying out of the blood holes.

Grandpa finally understood that it was the resentment in Huai Niu's body, the tempered resentment. It turned out that they had condensed into a whole, and now they were killed by the weak king, and they were scattered again like a plate of sand.

After the last breath of the Huai Niu exhaled, the fireflies flew away one after another, scattered in various unknown places.

These fireflies seemed to have a kind of eye-catching magic, and the eyes of the weak king, grandpa, and Luo Buzhai could not leave them until they faded away and gradually disappeared.

By the time they came to their senses, Xiaomi had already appeared between them.

She held in her hand the silk net that her father had made with her.

"Hey!" Millet shouted, and threw the silk net towards the weak king, looking like a fisherman on the boat casting a net to catch fish.

The silk net fell from the head of the weak king, enveloping it in it.

As soon as Millet pulled the silk in his hand, the net mouth was bound at the feet of the weak king.

A monster of this level as the weak king naturally wouldn't be afraid of the silk like an ordinary ghost, but it didn't know what this silk net was, so it grabbed it with both hands and found that the net was so thin that it was almost invisible and extremely tough and couldn't be easily scratched. It realized that this kind of thing should not be taken lightly.

Xiaomi pulled the silk in her hand hard. The weak king leaned back and almost fell.

The weak king looked at the fearless little girl in front of him in surprise. There were so many things that surprised it tonight.

When Luo Buzhai saw Xiaomi's move, he immediately took out a glove from his pocket and threw it to Xiaomi. It was a protective glove designed by Luo Buzhai himself, with a tough leather inner layer and an outer layer of cloth woven with metal wire. He thought that the force on the silk would cut people's own hands, so he thought of making this kind of glove.

At this time, Xiaomi's index finger had been cut by the silk, and the blood flowed down the silk, so that the piece of the silk was clearly visible in the night. The power of the weak king is so great, Xiaomi will definitely be injured if he wants to pull it down.

Luo Buzhai thought that Xiaomi would catch the gloves, but Xiaomi turned a blind eye and did not accept it. She watched as the glove flew in front of her, landed at her feet, and kicked the glove back in front of Luo Buzhai.

"Your hand is bleeding! Put on your gloves! Otherwise, you won't be able to pull it! Luo Buzhai shouted.

A smile appeared at the corner of Xiaomi's mouth, and she tugged hard again. More blood flowed on the silk. The silk tensed suddenly, and the blood on it bounced up before falling to the ground.