What it means to break this agreement, Jiang Han doesn't know, but he is not stupid, since it is an agreement between the two forces, it must be mutually beneficial. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If one party breaks this agreement, it is equivalent to infringing on the interests of both parties, and in this case, they will inevitably be punished.

Moreover, Jiang Han is a person on the monk's side, if he breaks the agreement, then as long as the other party exerts pressure, he doesn't have to do anything to the other, and his own people will punish him.

This is an agreement between the power giants, and it is also a matter between the two forces, if what the ghost said is true, then he is undoubtedly in this dangerous situation now.

After Jiang Han's speculation, this possibility is very high, so should he do it now?

Jiang Han was thinking, but Zhu Yan just saw that Jiang Han stopped his movements and was stunned, she thought that Jiang Han had fallen into the art of confusion.

Zhu Yan pushed Jiang Han, Jiang Han turned his eyes to look at Zhu Yan, he shook his head, signaling that he was fine.

When Jiang Han saw Zhu Yan, he thought that she was a warlock in the world, an existence that represented the interests of ordinary mortals, and one of their duties was to subdue this kind of ghost.

But she never mentioned anything between the underworld and the monks, and it was probably because of their existence, they couldn't touch something of this height.

"However, what if this is the other party's confusing technique?" Jiang Han thought about it again, it was not impossible.

"Zhu Yan, how can you tell if you have been confused by ghosts?" Jiang Han's movements remained unchanged as he turned his head and said.

"Ah, this ......" Zhu Yan was stumped by Jiang Han's statement.

It's not that she can't judge, it's just that since Jiang Han can clearly say this, it is enough to show that he is not confused.

"Quick, what's the way to tell. Seeing Zhu Yan's hesitation, Jiang Han urged.

The maintenance of the spell in his hand requires the continuous consumption of spiritual power, and the consumption of this spell is still a bit large for a monk who has just drawn qi to the third layer.

He couldn't sustain the spell for long, so he had to make a quick decision to deal with the problem.

"Yes, you wait. Zhu Yan didn't look like Jiang Han was joking, and she didn't know what Jiang Han heard.

Zhu Yan took out a small bottle from his waist bag, the mouth of this bottle was tightly wrapped in a ball of yellow cloth, and when Zhu Yan took out this thing, his expression was a little wrong.

"If you fall for the spell of confusion, everything you see is fake, I know what you see in my hands now, but as long as you take a sip, you will be guaranteed to be sober. Zhu Yan said and handed the small bottle in his hand to Jiang Han.

Jiang Han maintained the spell with one hand, untied the yellow cloth on the small bottle with the other, and then took the small bottle.

Before he could get to the front of him, the smell had already come out first, it was called a sour, it was enough to smell it, if he drank this thing, Jiang Han was a little unimaginable.

"Forget it, you'd better die. After Jiang Han brought that thing closer, he finally made out that what was contained in it must be Xiang, all kinds of Xiang.

He returned the small bottle in his hand to Zhu Yan, if he took a sip of this, he might as well choose to die.

Zhu Yan put this thing away with a smile, she saw that Jiang Han had not been hit by the Confusion Technique, and she couldn't understand why he had to verify it before she took this for him.

This thing is the most filthy thing in the world, and the effect on dealing with ghosts is still very good, if you can pour this bottle into the mouth of the ghost, it will be more useful than using a sword barrel for her dozen swords.

Jiang Han looked at the fierce ghost in the cage in the air again, at this moment she had shrunk into a small group, and her range of movement was compressed to almost nothing.

"What do you mean by that, tell me carefully now, maybe I can spare you once. Jiang Han said to the ghosts in the air.

Zhu Yan on the side was stunned when she heard this, she didn't know what Jiang Han meant, because she didn't know what the ghost said to Jiang Han.

"Jiang Han, there is only one purpose for the existence of powerful ghosts, which is to fulfill the wishes made by their obsessions in life, and in order to fulfill their wishes, they can do whatever it takes.

I don't know what you heard her say, but it must be her desire to live, and you'd better not take her word for it. ”、

Zhu Yan said to Jiang Han on the side, she just didn't want Jiang Han to be confused by this powerful ghost.

This can't be regarded as a trick of confusion, ordinary people can talk and deceive people for any purpose, not to mention that there are ghosts who have to fulfill their wishes when they die.

Jiang Han naturally heard Zhu Yan's words clearly, he already knew that Zhu Yan was an expert in dealing with these things, and what she said must be more accurate than his own judgment.

However, at this time, Jiang Han did not choose to completely listen to what Zhu Yan said, he had an intuition, and this time he chose to believe this intuition.

Of course, he is also ready to deal with it, once the enemy wants to confuse him, he will definitely protect Zhu Yan and will not let her be harmed by this.

Jiang Han patted Zhu Yan, "I'm measured, you stand back, don't worry." ”

Zhu Yan opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but when she saw Jiang Han's expression, she knew that whatever she said at this time was superfluous, and after getting along with each other for these times, she thought she already knew something about Jiang Han.

Jiang Han took a step forward, "Say it." ”

"Hehehehehe, as a monk, you can't be clear, interesting, so interesting. The red-clothed ghost looked at Jiang Han's appearance and suddenly laughed coldly.

This laughter was not only heard by Jiang Han, but also by Zhu Yan on the side, it can't be said how ugly the sound is, but this kind of laughter makes people unconsciously feel creepy when they hear it.

"Talk less nonsense, talk faster. As soon as Jiang Han urged the spell, the needle on the cage grew a little longer, and he was about to touch the group formed by the red-clothed ghosts.

This red-clothed ghost changed her grievances just now at this time, even if the acupuncture had already arrived in front of her, she was not moved at all, "You are a monk, but you have not left a name in Tianji Gate, then I don't believe it, what do you dare to do to me." ”

"Believe it or not, if you can't tell me what I want to know, then I'll have to do it. Jiang Han looked at the cage.

"Hehehehe, you can do it, but you should look at your current appearance, what is the difference between you and me?"

"I had great regrets before I was born, I died with obsession, and after my death, my grudge was formed, and my soul could not return to reincarnation, and I came back just to fulfill my wish, and I could give everything for it. "The voice of the red-clothed ghost is miserable, it is really numb.

"And you, if you look at your appearance again, what you want to know is in my mouth, but I can't say it but it has become a basis for you to do nothing, what is the difference between you and me?"

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, what this powerful ghost said was not bad at all, he did think this way just now, but perhaps, he didn't mean to let her go.

Jiang Han didn't know what he was like this, his own selfish interests, or something else, whether it was because his Dao heart was not strong, or if this was the normal state of people.

"Hmph, good means. Jiang Leng snorted, his hand movements increased, and the needle prick slowly pierced directly into the mass of things that the red-clothed ghost had transformed.

"Ahh A miserable cry came out, the damage caused by this acupuncture to the red-clothed ghost was very great, it was just a monk's spell, and it was by no means comparable to the warlock's Dao methods.

The red-clothed ghost in the cage, in the case of needle puncture, roared miserably, and at the same time, it could no longer maintain its transfiguration form, sometimes showing its original form, sometimes turning into a wisp of green smoke.

But no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't escape the fact that she had been pierced through the heart by needles, and when these red needles pierced into the body of the red-clothed ghost, she gradually became weak.

"Hey. The last sound of this red-clothed ghost left in the world only reached Jiang Han's ears.

In the end, thousands of needles pierced her, and this time, without any luck, the ghost in red was scattered and completely disappeared in this world.

Jiang Han didn't look a little relaxed, he heard the last sound, and also saw the last scene, between the continuous flashing mist of the red-clothed ghost and the original red-clothed figure.

In the last scene, Jiang Han saw the smile on her face, that smile was a kind of relief, that kind of smile was a kind of satisfaction, and it was a kind of peace of mind.

Jiang Han didn't know why this was happening, under her own spell, that powerful ghost was already about to disappear and completely dissipate between heaven and earth, why did she still show that kind of expression.

The existence of the ghost between heaven and earth, isn't it possible to fulfill the wish of the obsession in life at all costs, why is she willing to die completely than to say some news that is insignificant to her.

Jiang Han withdrew his spiritual power, and the red needles and turquoise vines in this room gradually dissipated, and there was not the slightest damage to those places where the vines grew.

These vines are only transformed by spiritual power, but they are not actually real things, and the red needles are also part of this spell.

After Jiang Han withdrew his spiritual power, this spell naturally dissipated.

"That's it, it's done?" Zhu Yan looked at the empty room in front of her, she felt a little unreal.

The ghost is a powerful existence among ghosts, and the resentment is accumulated and born, and the energy is strong, even the elders of the sect do not want to encounter it, and now the one that appears in front of him has been solved so easily.

There is no magic weapon blessed with several generations of mental power, nor is there a treasure jade that has been cultivated for hundreds of years, and it does not even rely on a half-point talisman seal, but only relies on its own original strength.

When he raised his hand, he let a terrible ghost disappear.

This is the monk, this is the monk's means.

Zhu Yan had imagined the strength of the monk, and he had also seen Jiang Han, as a monk, make a move against people he couldn't deal with.

But that time he was even injured himself, which made Zhu Yan subconsciously feel that the monk didn't seem to be unimaginably strong.

And now that he saw Jiang Han take care of a powerful ghost with his own eyes, it seemed that he just wanted to do it, and immediately solved the powerful ghost that almost killed her twice.

That's right, that's right, this is the path that my generation of warlocks dreamed of.

After really seeing it, Zhu Yan knew that it was not that the monk was not strong, but that he did not show his strength, and now she was finally fortunate to see how powerful the monk was.

This may not be an intuitive and visible improvement in strength for her, but it is of great significance to her heart and her future direction.

"Uh, what is this?" When Zhu Yan was stunned, Jiang Han suddenly covered his head.

The moment the spell was withdrawn, he only felt a tingling in his head, as if something had gotten into it, but this feeling only lasted for a moment, and soon the pain disappeared.

After the pain disappeared, Jiang Han had an extra memory in his mind, or rather, a piece of information, like the inheritance of the Witch Doctor's Dao, written into his mind.