In the afternoon, the people who went out came back one after another, and as I imagined, many of them were covered in wounds, and some even died, and all they carried back was a cold corpse. When Liu Qing saw it, his face was very ugly. The camp was bustling with hustle and tear, and there was a piercing howl of pain everywhere.

The only one who wasn't injured was probably the big-eyed thief. He sat silently on the grass in front of the tent, chewing beef jerky in his mouth. Seeing that I was looking at him, I couldn't help but glare at me, looking at him gritting his teeth, as if he was chewing not beef jerky, but my meat.

I was very strange in my heart, since he was a big-eyed thief, but why didn't he follow Liu Yuan to pick up the people of the Demon Spirit Sect?

The big-eyed thief seemed to have nowhere to vent his anger, chewed the beef jerky, got up and walked over to me, without saying a word, came up with a burst of punches and kicks. I hurriedly held my head in my hands and curled up on the ground, protecting the vital point and letting him vent.

But this guy was really ruthless, every kick hit the soft spot of my body, although I tensed the muscles all over my body, and used Donkey Kong Buddha power to protect the vital point, I was still bruised and swollen by him.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the voice of the swallow: "Uncle Big Eye, the second master will let you go over!" ”

The big-eyed thief stopped and said viciously: "If it weren't for the great use of keeping you, Lao Tzu would have cut you with a thousand knives." Made, you wait, I'll do it myself. With that, he wiped his head and left.

The swallow looked at me with a complicated expression, hesitated, and turned to run.

I don't know what they're going to do with me, but it's definitely not a good thing. For a while, my heart was full of emotion, and my heart said, I can't just rely on the swallow's side, I still need to find another way.

The camp was filled with wailing and mourning. Under Liu Qing's instructions, everyone gathered firewood, piled the dead two people together and cremated them, then sorted the bones, hit them in bags, and prepared to take them back for burial after they were finished.

There was a sense of sorrow throughout the camp.

In the evening, Liu Qing arranged for more people to keep vigil, all of them were loaded with guns, and it seemed that they were afraid. Then he called a spirit-stirring descendant and commanded a few words. The latter should have received some order, nodded, packed a backpack, and turned around and plunged into the night.

I think that things are not going well here, so he should go to inform Liu Yuan, and when the people from the Demon Spirit Sect arrive, he may be able to relieve his pressure here.

But I felt a wave of schadenfreude in my heart, hoping that they would die a few more. But as soon as this thought came to mind, I was startled by myself.

Why do I have this thought? As a child of Buddhism, I should be compassionate, but my heart is full of resentment and murderous intent, which is contrary to the Buddha's heart that I have always insisted on.

I couldn't help but panic in my heart, and hurriedly recited the six-character mantra silently. I secretly said in my heart, I carry the Heavenly Eye Curse Knife with me every day on weekdays, and the magic knife is getting stronger and stronger, gradually eroding my Buddha heart. If one day I can't hold it anymore and fall into a demon......

I didn't dare to imagine it, and hurriedly interrupted. For the sake of today's plan, only by constantly improving one's strength can one suppress the demonic nature of the magic knife.

But will I survive to that day?

I'm thinking so much that it's the middle of the night. Although I was sleepy, I couldn't sleep◇The wound on my leg was constantly itchy, and I couldn't scratch it through the thick plaster, which upset me, and I always felt as if something was going to happen.

I tried to spread my aura, slowly sensing the grass and trees around me to distract myself.

Suddenly, I seemed to hear the sound of flapping wings not far away, and it seemed that a large flock of birds was quietly flying towards me. I was shocked, oh no, could it be that damn ghost car bird really found it?

I hurriedly looked around, and there was nothing at hand that could be used as a weapon, except for the weeds, not even a single stone. The only way to do this is to lean against the tree to reduce the area under attack.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, I saw more than a dozen black shadows appear in the pitch-black woods, and they disappeared suddenly, so fast that I thought I was dazzled.

Here it comes! I secretly luck Donkey Kong Buddha power, be careful. Looking at the few people on duty at night, sitting by the campfire with guns in their arms, talking without a match, they didn't notice the danger in front of them at all. They occasionally glanced up into the dark forest, but saw nothing.

I was thinking about whether to warn them, when suddenly a huge shadow swooped down!

It was a big bird, with gray feathers, and it was an owl. It's just a lot bigger than an owl, with a wingspan of more than two meters and a long tail trailing behind it.

They swooped down like a bolt of black lightning. The man with his back to it didn't react yet, just heard the sound of "bang", and his scalp was uncovered by the sharp claws of the ghost car bird!

"Ahhhh

The man screamed. Only then did the others react, hurriedly grabbed their guns, and shouted loudly.

"Bang bang bang-"

The crisp sound of gunfire pierced the silent night, and in an instant, all the people in the tent woke up, and one by one they came out of it in their clothes, and asked loudly, "What's the matter?" Who fired the shot? ”

"Then that strange bird is here again—"

Liu Qing also got out of the tent, saw that the forest was full of flying black shadows, was surprised, and casually took out a Remington from the tent, and shot it at the sky.

However, the crowd fired several shuttle bullets one after another, but not a single bird feather was hit. The ghost bird seemed to be stunned by the loud sound of gunfire, and suddenly disappeared into the dense forest.

"Help the wounded! Others, be careful to prevent the strange bird from sneaking up again! Liu Qing commanded and glanced at me. Seeing that I was safe and sound, he snorted coldly and led a few people to start searching for traces of ghost cars and birds around.

The swallow also came out of the tent to treat the wounded, and at the end did not forget to look at me, and was relieved to see that I was safe. I looked at her, and suddenly my heart "groaned"!

"Behind you!!" I let out a loud shout and pointed behind the swallow.

Everyone was taken aback, and when they looked up, they saw a strange-looking ghost car bird standing on the top of the tent!

That's when I saw it clearly. The ghost bird doesn't really have nine heads, but just like ordinary birds, it has only one head. Its shape is similar to that of an owl, and the patterns on its head feathers make it look like a serious human face.

There is a big tail behind Guichen, like a peacock, and it opens like a fan. On its open tail, a row of human face patterns appeared! This face pattern is delicate and very realistic, maybe this is the reason why it is called a nine-headed bird, but it is actually just a pattern.

Despite this, this ghost car bird is very fierce, with one wing, and swooped down like lightning—

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