Chapter 177: The Ghost Is Hard to Take (I)

The ghost also seemed to have a bad premonition, and raised its messy head, a pair of black hole eyes "looking" at me, like a cobra nervously calculating the distance before attacking.

In the past, being stared at like this by such a dirty thing, I at least had to sweat in my palms and tighten my bladder, but now I am also a senior Mr. Yin and Yang who has both theory and actual combat, and this one in front of me is just a lonely ghost with a grudge and refuses to enter the dead city, and I really don't bother to bother with it.

Therefore, seeing that the scene including Shen Han, Wei Langtou, Han Lao Liu, and the group of people under them all looked at me in confusion, not knowing which play I was going to sing, I couldn't help but snort slightly, pointing to a man who looked a little like Huang Bo closest to me and scolded with a smile: ", what do you all look at what I'm doing, you can still see the ** color, what, you hurry up and get some ash on the whole and sprinkle all the thresholds." ”

Then, I asked Shen Han to go to Wei Langtou's bedroom to get my backpack, and took out yellow mounted paper, incense candles, brushes, cinnabar, inkstones and other objects from it, and placed them on the nearby wooden table.

At this moment, the man with a star face who was instructed by me to get the ashes didn't react, and the old Wei head went up and kicked him: "You're stupid, tell you to go to the whole furnace ash pad threshold, do you hear?" ”

Immediately, Old Wei Tou'er pointed at me and whispered in Wei Lang's ear: "This kid is very evil, he really knows a little bit about the five elements of yin and yang, I have seen it with my own eyes." ”

Wei Langtou looked at me, nodded suspiciously, put his hand into his sleeve, and watched coldly.

Han Lao Liu's brain was also sweating: "I said, what do you mean, you are so chattering, what do you have to say in front of you, don't be stunned by me." ”

Han Lao Liu's words seemed to be his face, but in fact, he had been drummed in his heart by the tense atmosphere I deliberately created, so he wanted to provoke me to tell the truth.

Fortunately, I didn't want to hide it from him, so I told him the truth very quickly: "You have an old lady's ghost on you, and you are pinching your scalp with ghost claws, otherwise you would have a migraine." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, Han Lao Liu's face turned white, as white as the butt of a roe deer, but his mouth was still stiff: "Don't JB pull calves with me, Sixth Master, I have a troll (gun) and an old cow (knife) that have been stained with meat (killed) to protect the body, the ghosts and gods avoid it, you still want to scare me with this." ”

Although Han Lao Liu is still reckless, I can already see that he is definitely inward-looking, because he not only stretched out his tongue to lick his lips, but also subconsciously touched the right side of his head with his hand, these unconscious small actions exposed his inner tension, doubts, and half-believing ambivalence.

Because my original intention was to resolve each other's Liangzi, and at the same time, I also wanted to subdue Han Lao Liu psychologically, so that he would not dare to trouble us again in the future.

You must know that in a territory like Qiqian, where the government, the police, and the garrison do not care, offending Han Lao Liu, these local snakes, will definitely bring trouble to the development of our next plan, if these bandits are really determined to fight with us, then I will really have a migraine.

Considering this layer, in order to make Han Lao Liu regard me as a god, I simply muttered to Han Lao Liu about the appearance and clothing of that ghost.

I didn't want to make a warm-up introduction before the ghost "made a shining debut", but I received an unexpected effect, and I saw Han Lao Liu sit on the ground after listening to it, and the whole person was stunned at that time, like a mud tire wood carving.

And among the group of people he brought, there were a few men who were also dead-faced, and they all looked at the top of Han Laoliu's head with frightened eyes, and repeated uncontrollably: "She's here, she's coming to us for life, she's coming, she's coming for us......"

At this time, Han Lao Liu breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his face, and looked at me with a pleading face: "Brother, don't say anything, you help me get rid of it, and I'll give you two bags of gold sand as a reward when it's over, so that you will become a millionaire all of a sudden." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, the first time we met, this is my brother's meeting gift to the sixth brother." I lamely learned the tone of the rivers and lakes and Han Lao Liu, and at the same time began to prepare for the practice.

Perhaps because of the incense burning, when I lit three sticks of incense, formed a Brahma heart seal with both hands, pressed the tail of the incense with two thumbs, and nodded to the ghost three times, its body visibly relaxed, and it greedily inhaled the smoke of sandalwood.

I took the opportunity to recite the "Purifying Heart Mantra" in a deep voice: "Taishang Tai Xing strains without stopping, drives away evil spirits and protects his life, sentient beings are wronged, injustices are deep and difficult to solve, and they are wronged for a lifetime; The three generations of retribution do not stop, I will preach the wonderful law today, relieve all the wrongs, listen to the aspirations, and the listeners will scatter themselves. ”

To be honest, to get rid of this female ghost, I only need to draw a palm thunder in the palm of my hand, or draw a few five thunder oil pool fire talismans on yellow mounted paper, and I can do it.

However, I also know that Han Lao Liu, the guys who rely on gold panning for a living, have always been black-hearted, and everyone has a debt of human life in their hands, and it is difficult to guarantee that this old female ghost did not come to the door to ask for her life after being killed by them, so she didn't want to kill them all, but I just hoped that this female ghost could understand my unwillingness to force it hard in "The Spell of Pure Heart", and be able to retreat from the difficulty.

But it backfired, the female ghost didn't seem to appreciate it, and after absorbing the incense, she suddenly raised her walnut-like grimace and let out a silent wild laugh, as if she was venting the endless resentment and hatred in her heart.

I secretly screamed in my heart that it was not good, so I used my body to block Shen Han and cover her to retreat, as for the old Wei Tou'er, Wei Langtou and those men, they were all old rivers and lakes who saw the six roads and listened to the eight directions, and when they saw me as if they were facing a great enemy, they also retreated one after another, leaving Han Lao Liu alone in the open space in the middle.

Han Lao Liu didn't have an idea at this time, he looked at his brother like a plague god, and then looked at me, his mouth was full of crying: "This brother, what are you..."

Before the word "meaning" in Han Laoliu's mouth was spoken, the ghost on his head suddenly became difficult, and with a twist of his body, he actually lifted Han Laoliu's body, which was at least one hundred and seventy or eighty pounds, and rotated at a high speed at a height of nearly one meter above the ground.

For a while, Han Lao Liu's fat body like a slippery body was like an unconscious corpse, spinning quickly in mid-air in a distorted posture, and his weak sagging legs continued to kick those wooden tables in all directions with the rotation of his body, and the yuan, mahjong tiles and other objects stacked on the table suddenly flew everywhere, causing the men in the room to exclaim and find a place to hide, while sacrificing their lives to steal the banknotes on the ground around them and put them in their arms.

"He, what the hell is wrong with him, how can he float in the air for no reason." Shen Han hid behind me, a pair of hands subconsciously grabbed my arm, a pretty face turned pale with fear, and at the same time asked me in a trembling whisper.

I then remembered that except for the old female ghost I could see, the others could only see Han Lao Liu floating in the air playing "Thomas All Spin", no wonder they were so panicked.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shake my head and smile bitterly, although many times I had no gratitude for the fact that I had strayed into the 17th group and learned the spells in the "Yin Fu Hidden Sutra" in a daze, and I couldn't help but complain about the terrible and bizarre encounters that this brought to me and the fat man, as well as the almost impossible mission.

However, at this moment, I suddenly felt a little grateful to Tian Qigong, as well as the old liar Li Shu'er who made me love and hate, but always worried, because I can finally use what I have learned to do what I like to do: do my best to protect the girl around me who has taken off her strong and pungent disguise, and at this moment is like a bird drenched in heavy rain.

"Hey, this time you finally know that 'pervert' is just my part-time job, tell you, my real profession is, Mr. Yin and Yang." Looking at Shen Han with a frightened look in her eyes, I patted her cold little hand and said with a pretended humor.

"Then you can subdue him." Shen Han looked at Han Lao Liu, who was still wantonly destroying, and looked at me with some doubts, and asked with some doubts.

"Well, that's how it should be in theory, okay, I'll be funny, don't worry, I'll figure it out soon." I motioned for Shen Han to hide behind the old Wei Tou'er who was hiding in the corner of the fork, and then under the gaze of everyone's frightened and expectant eyes, I walked in front of Han Lao Liu, who was still hanging in the air with his arms and legs.

Seeing that I had to be nervous and walked leisurely to myself, the old female ghost who was manipulating Han Lao Liu to drift at high speed like a racing driver stopped turning, and a pair of black eyes with flesh and muscles and bloodshot eyes were coldly facing me, as if looking me up and down.

I smiled faintly, and raised the palm thunder that had been drawn on the palm of my right hand with cinnabar towards the old female ghost: "Dust to dust, dust to earth, where to come, where to go, I don't care what grievances and grievances you had before, after death to hell, he will naturally bear the suffering of the underworld for his own karma in the yang world, so, I hope you can stop in moderation, go now, I am not difficult for you." ”

The old female ghost was unmoved by the righteous and strict words he said to me, and he still confronted me silently on Han Lao Liu's head.

At this time, Han Lao Liu's body was weak, his head was lowered, and the yellow-green saliva kept flowing down the corners of his mouth to the placket of his clothes, and then to the ground.

On weekdays, these gold diggers make easy money, and they spend money like dirt, they have always spent the sun and the moon drinking all day and night, and they have long been hollowed out by the wine, and even worse, they are also addicted to drugs, therefore, the ever-bright lamp above their heads and the life and death lamps on their shoulders, and the mourning lamps have long been like candles in the wind with the excessive loss of essence in the body, and they are endless.