Chapter 79: The Old Man Carrying a Kitchen Knife

Zhou Qing stood upright on the edge of the ancient well, and around him, a whole circle of Datian Village villagers with farm tools in their hands were surrounded.

The villagers surrounded him by the well, staring at him with vigilance in their eyes, as if as long as Zhou Qing made a move, they would collectively smash out the farm tools in their hands and stone him to death.

"Outsider boy, you killed someone in our village, do you really want to give an explanation?"

Seeing Zhou Qing standing silently by the well, an old man took two steps closer to Zhou Qing with a kitchen knife in his hand.

"I was indeed responsible for what I had just done, but I always thought you were imaginary people, but I didn't know that you were dead spirits. ”

As Zhou Qing spoke, he raised his finger and pointed at his forehead, and immediately, a white light mask condensed by the octagonal mask flashed around him.

The white light shroud condensed by the aura shone beside him, but the villagers couldn't see the light of the octagonal shroud around him because they didn't cultivate.

"Dead spirits, are you saying we're all ghosts?

The old man shouted angrily when he heard this, and then waved his hand with a kitchen knife, as if throwing a flying knife, and threw the kitchen knife at Zhou Qing.

When the old man shook the knife, all the villagers around Zhou Qing also picked up the guy in their hands and collectively smashed it at Zhou Qing who was standing by the well.

Under the protection of the body protection technique, these chaotic farm tools were all blocked before they got close to Zhou Qing's body, so the final result was just farm tools scattered all over the ground around Zhou Qing, but he stood in the middle without the slightest damage.

"He's a demon~"

Nearly 100 farm tools were smashed out, and the villagers thought that they could kill Zhou Qing directly, but now they found that not only was they not stoned to death, but not even a single hair of his hair was injured, and those furniture were scattered on his side.

"You~You~Are you a demon or a ghost~ or a ghost?"

After the old man flew out of the kitchen knife, he saw Zhou Qing looking at him, and his body trembled and asked.

"I'm not a demon, I'm not a ghost, you're a ghost. Zhou Qing replied loudly, then turned his head to look at the villagers around him, and said, "I am a Taoist priest." ”

"You fart, you're the ghost. ”

"You murderer, full of nonsense, you say we are dead, you show evidence. ”

"I've heard since I was a child that ghosts are afraid of the sun, and if we were ghosts, I'm afraid that under this big sun, we would have disappeared long ago. ”

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The villagers saw that Zhou Qing was just talking to them and had no intention of making a move, so after throwing out the farm tools, they did not disperse in a hurry, but retreated a little further, staring at him vigilantly.

"It's not hard to prove that you're ghosts. ”

In response, Zhou Qing touched the ground with his toes, kicked the kitchen knife thrown out by the old man just now into the air, and then grabbed the handle of the knife, and then, with a move of his footsteps, he quickly ran in front of the old man.

When stabilizing his body, Zhou Qing inserted the kitchen knife in his hand into the old man's body, and then pulled out the kitchen knife and threw it on the ground aside.

"Third Uncle~" "Third Uncle~" "Three Uncle~"

When Zhou Qing stabbed into the old man's body, there were several anxious shouts from the surrounding crowd, and it was obvious that they were the relatives of the old man.

At the same time, the crowd of onlookers also began to be chaotic, and some were preparing to run away.

However, after Zhou Qing quickly pulled out the kitchen knife and threw it aside, the surrounding crowd suddenly calmed down.

Because they found that there was not a trace of blood on the knife discarded in the ground, and at the same time, the old man only took a few steps back in a daze, and there was no blood stain on his body.

"I don't know how long you've been dead, but I'm sure you've encountered something like this just now that doesn't see blood, but you can't believe it. ”

Glancing at the villagers who were looking at him, Zhou Qing walked to the ancient well again and spoke.

"I was a passer-by, and I accidentally broke into your ghost village, if you know how to leave this village, please let me know, I have no ill will towards you. ”

Hearing what Zhou Qing said, the villagers looked at me, I looked at you, and they were stunned for a while, and finally the old man who was stabbed by Zhou Qing walked to the well.

"None of us know how long it has been like this, we have always thought that we are just deceiving ourselves, no one wants to admit it, in our hearts, we just want to exist like this, as for the way out you say, we don't know. ”

The old man stretched out his hand and patted Zhou Qing on the shoulder, then left with his hands behind his back, and the villagers gathered around the well also left one after another.

Looking at the people leaving, Zhou Qing showed a wry smile.

Eventually, he set his sights on the ancient well again, and at the same time threw a karmic fire talisman into the well.

The fire talisman fell into the well, and after a while, there was a 'hiss~' sound, and then, Zhou Qing could feel that a bad wind was blowing up from the well, and then his footsteps moved, and he took a few steps back sharply.

As he retreated, he was surprised to find that the villagers who had left were standing in the same place as they were now, motionless, like straw men standing in the field to bluff birds.

"This formation is too powerful, not only can it trap many ghosts in this village, but it can also be controlled at will, but it's a pity that my Tianyi faction doesn't have a formation technique. In the regression, Zhou Qing's heart was full of feelings.

Taking a few steps back, Zhou Qing finally stopped five or six zhang away from the ancient well, holding Phantom Wushuang and staring at the well with a cautious face.

Soon, a black mist flew out from under the well, and after the black mist appeared, it landed on the edge of the well, transforming into a small gray-robed old man with white hair and white beard.

After the gray-robed old man appeared, he looked at Zhou Qing not far away with anger on his face, and in his eyes, there was still a thick murderous intent.

"Disturb the seniors. ”

After the little old man appeared, a thick demonic aura spread out, Zhou Qing saw the expression on the other party's face, and knew that his cultivation must not be low, so he quickly said politely.

"You, a little monk in the world, dare to disturb the Qing cultivation of this immortal, and this immortal will not spare you today. ”

From the karmic fire talisman that Zhou Qing threw into the well just now, the gray-robed little old man knew that Zhou Qing was a monk, so he didn't rush to make a move on Zhou Qing, but opened his mouth to say a threatening word to try the other party's reaction.

If Zhou Qing shows panic and fear, it means that he is most likely a weak cultivator who has no backing or little backing, and if he is not afraid, it means that he has a backer.

It's easy to kill a little monk, but if you offend the backer behind him, then his backer will definitely find it here, and then it will inevitably be a big trouble, and at the same time, the Yin Gathering Array that he has painstakingly arranged here is likely to be wasted.

There are also more than a thousand evil spirits in this array, as well as the yin and evil qi generated on their bodies, which they can't absorb themselves.

Thinking of this series of causes and effects, the gray-robed old man did not make a rash move, if Zhou Qing was just an ordinary person, the old man would definitely have swallowed him into his stomach by now.