As soon as the female ghost vanished, the lower half of the stump that stood on the ground also dried up, and split in half from the knife edge, revealing a broken white porcelain jar inside. Zhang Qing glanced at it, it should have been broken when he just cut in. Looking into the jar from the broken place, which was grayish-white powder, he immediately recognized it as a jar of ashes.

When the roots on the ground also became dry and dehydrated, the oppressive feeling in the garden disappeared completely, and birds and insects could be heard around me. Zhang Qing only then felt a huge exhaustion coming to him, more tired than after practicing the knife last night, he had no heart to clean up the battlefield, dragged his body back to the front yard, first took off the dirty clothes splashed with blood, threw them to the well to find a broken basin to soak, and then fetched water to rinse his body. Then Zhang Qing found a few clean white cloths and wrapped all the wounds on his body.

After packing up everything, Zhang Qing, who couldn't open his eyes, fell headlong on the ground, and at the moment before falling asleep, he didn't forget to put the disaster knife on his side.

There are ghosts and demons in this world, and there are even some exotic beasts living in some inaccessible jungles. Of course, the masters of this world are still human beings, because human beings have martial artists who can shatter mountains and seas, and these monsters do not have cultivation methods like other Xianxia worlds, and they can become immortals. Instinctive growth alone makes them far less numerous than humans.

For ordinary people, demons and monsters are very terrifying things, and there was even a county town that was turned into a dead city overnight by a hundred ghosts who traveled at night. But for high-level martial artists, not only are they not terrifying, but they are prey in the eyes of martial artists. Because these ghosts, including rare beasts, contain all kinds of strange energy in their bodies, and after death dissipates, they will form some natural treasures. And these treasures can be used to refine pills and cast weapons, such as Song Si's Heavenly Knife back then, three kinds of strange iron are only the main materials, which also incorporate beast souls and demon bones.

In addition, the blood of some monsters and strange beasts can also be refined into spiritual liquid, which can wash the marrow and cut the body of the warrior and enhance the physique. This is also the secret recipe of the famous sects, so that their disciples and descendants can far surpass their peers at the beginning of their cultivation.

The female ghost and the demon willow in this abandoned mansion are actually not monsters at all, and they have only been formed for a few decades. This female ghost was originally a concubine of the male owner who lived here before her death, and because of her outstanding appearance, gentle and lovely, she was very favored by the male owner. But she was jealous of Mrs. Masamuro, and took advantage of the man's efforts to visit friends, poisoned her to death, and then used the excuse that she was infected with a sudden illness and was afraid of infecting others, so she turned her body into ashes with a fire.

When the man came home, all he saw was a jar of ashes. The male owner has no choice, the power of the original wife's mother's family is not small, and it is impossible for him to turn his face with his wife because he died of a concubine. I had to put the ashes away. Later, I thought that the concubine liked to cool off under the willow tree in the back garden, so in order to commemorate her, I buried the ashes under the willow tree.

Later, the original wife disliked the bad luck here, and the man didn't want to stay in this place full of memories, so he moved his family out and sold the house to another family.

The owner of this new family is very violent, and likes to beat and scold the maids and servants of the family at every turn. As a result, he accidentally killed one, and he had the body buried next to the willow tree.

The blood of the corpse flowed into the urn, awakening the undead soul hidden in the ashes. She no longer has any memories of her life, but is only formed by blood with a resentment. Originally, this kind of lonely soul and resentful ghost would be destroyed even if it was formed, and it would be destroyed when it was blown by the wind. But it just so happens that there is a hundred-year-old willow tree on the top of the ashes, and it has an aura in itself. The willow tree belongs to the yin, the wooden core is the best to raise ghosts, the female ghost came out of the jar and plunged into the willow core, not only to make her soul stronger, but also to accidentally stimulate the spirituality of the willow tree, so that it became a tree demon, and there is a wonderful connection between the two, forming a symbiotic state.

When the female ghost has developed a certain climate, the resentment in her heart that she was poisoned and burned prompted her to come out and harm others. Originally, the female ghost at this time was not powerful, and even a man with strong blood made her unable to get close, but it happened that the family living here was just an ordinary person, and the master's family was violent and vicious, and she was yin and vigorous, and at the same time she was addicted to wine, and her body was empty, so that the female ghost took advantage of the loophole and directly killed the male and female hosts.

The female ghost who absorbed their yang energy and essence blood took advantage of the situation, and there was no living person in the house overnight. She also dragged a few maids and servants who lived near the garden to feed the willow tree, so that it could also have a full meal.

After the house changed owners, it harvested another wave of essence blood, and there was a mid-acquired warrior in the family, but because of the haste of the incident, there was no item that could restrain the ghost, and was seriously injured by the female ghost, and then died of hatred. The essence and blood of the martial artist are far superior to ordinary people in terms of quantity and quality, and even if the female ghost at this time faces the master of the peak of the day after tomorrow, as long as she does not restrain her treasure blade or magic weapon, she can be completely true, and she can be regarded as reaching the peak of ghost life.

But the female ghost, who had never learned the concept of sustainable development, slaughtered the house twice overnight, causing others to stay away from the house, and no one moved in. Although the willow tree has become a demon, it can survive by absorbing the nutrients in the land, and of course there is no hope for further progress. The female ghost had no food, so she could only recover some energy with the occasional beggar, and later the beggar did not dare to enter the house, so she could only shrink into the wooden core to survive, and her strength gradually faded. If more than ten years later, without waiting for someone to kill, she will degenerate into the original remnant soul, and then be absorbed by the demon willow tree in reverse.

Finally waited for Zhang Qing, a stunned young man, to break into the house, and the female ghost who thought that she could continue the wave couldn't wait to absorb his essence and blood yang energy, but she didn't expect that first the Heavenly Sword Space would awaken Zhang Qing's consciousness, and then the Treasure Knife would finish the ghost thing. was seriously injured first, and then hacked to death the symbiotic willow tree, and finally asked Zhang Qing to dig out the urn, beat his soul and scatter, cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Zhang Qing slept in the dark, and when the sun was setting in the west, he was woken up by a hungry rumbling stomach. He went to wash up first, then took out the leftover braised pork steamed buns from yesterday, and ate a little half-full with a sigh of well water. I wanted to buy some more food, but when I saw myself wearing only a pair of big pants and the dirty clothes still soaked in a broken basin, I had to wash the clothes first, and then dry them in the sun and wait for them to dry.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Qing came to the backyard and began to clean up the battlefield in the morning, which is strange to say, the willow tree just died and just sprayed a lot of blood out, making the backyard smelly. But when I looked at it again, there was no smell at all, and even the blood splashed on the ground disappeared, as if it had been evaporated.

Zhang Qing came to the stump first and took out the urn of ashes. Since the female ghost is dead, the ashes are no different from normal, although she almost killed Zhang Qing, but Zhang Qing still thinks it is better to let her be buried in peace. Not daring to bury the jar next to the willow tree, Zhang Qing specially ran to the front yard to find a place where there were no plants nearby, and buried the ashes.

Originally, he wanted to erect a tombstone or something, but after thinking about it, he didn't know the story of this female ghost at all, and he didn't know who her surname was, so it was better to leave it at that.

Zhang Qing walked back to the side of the willow wreckage in the backyard, at this time the two trunks were already dry enough to be used as firewood, thinking that the novel said that the monster would leave behind a treasure after death, Zhang Qing took a knife and slashed it twice at will.

A few knives chopped the outer bark of the willow tree, and with a "bang", it hit a foreign object. Zhang Qing cleaned up the bark of the dead wood, revealing a purple-red wooden block that was more than three feet long, half a foot wide, and more than half a foot thick, and there was a narrow crack at the top of the wooden block. The wooden block and the surrounding tree trunks are not only completely different in color, but also extremely hard, although Zhang Qing did not have the strength just now, but the knife itself is heavy and sharp, and cutting the tree by itself is like cutting tofu. But although the blade touched the surface of the wooden block just now, it did not leave a trace on it.