Chapter 56 Three Flowers Gather at the Top
Li Wuxiang smiled slightly: "You are not an immortal."
He pointed at the bloody corpse on the ground with his knife: "He told me that anyone who appears in front of people is an evil ghost."
Zhao Puppet let out a sad sneer, and slowly took two steps forward. With a flick of his fingers, Zhao Qi's scattered robe was draped over him. With another move, the scattered talisman papers also flew up. Some of the talisman papers had been drawn by Zhao Qi before, and some were still blank. Zhao Puppet ordered the talisman papers to fly into his human skin mouth one by one. As soon as the talisman papers entered his mouth, they immediately turned into a fire, and he seemed to After gaining magical power, the crooked facial features gradually became vivid, and the blood stains on the skin quickly disappeared under the skin.
While eating the talisman paper, he stared at Li Wuxiang with empty eyes: "Haha, yes, just stand still and don't even think about leaving. Today, you can't go anywhere."
He finished eating the talisman and blew out another breath of smoke: "Do you know how much effort I put into choosing the skin you are wearing now? You can't kidnap people in one place. People will notice it. I have to Traveling around, slowly looking for a baby with a precious destiny, good health, and the appearance that I like the most.”
"I worked hard to find them all. Do you know how many people died later? Do you also know how much effort it took to find the skin you are wearing now? I am going to become an immortal. As a result, I told you to ruin a good thing!”
Li Wuxiang nodded: "I can imagine it, but I don't care much about it. What I want to ask is Zhao Xi - is the person in the stove actually Zhao Xi?"
"Hehe, it turns out she is a passionate thing. Yes or no, she thinks that what she is doing is what I asked her to do. Don't worry, it won't be long before you get to know us - hahaha, yes The taste of our Ranshan sect's talisman. Now, you little beast, do you want to peel off the skin yourself, or do you ask the master to do it myself?"
Li Wuxiang looked around and saw that the sky in the distance was still clear, but there was a layer of extremely low red clouds above the Chen family compound, rolling slightly like a thin wave of fire. He held the knife in front of him: "Wait a minute, let me ask one more question. I think the magic of Ranshan Sect's talisman is the talisman, not the dharma, right?"
Zhao Puppet's dark eyes suddenly narrowed: "Oh?"
"You are very nervous about how many talisman papers are left in Zhao Qi's hand. He was also eating talisman papers just now, and there are still some talisman that have not been drawn on. Zhao Qi just laughed wildly and said that this time he finally invited the real god. It shows that he was not sure that he could succeed in the past. ——So the secret is not in the technique, but in the paper? ”
Zhao Puppet held the sword and raised his hand to stroke his beard, but he didn't touch it, so he rubbed the skin on his chest fiercely: "Little beast, you are smart...well, my good disciple is stupid, but he also has no intention. He did something clever and used the Taiyi Shaping Technique that I passed on to him as a way to invite gods. As for you, why are you waiting for him?" >
Zhao Pup suddenly stood up from the ground. His whole body seemed to be lifted up by the air current. He rose ten feet high in the blink of an eye. A flying sword behind him shot into the air with a whoosh. He was covered in blood and his eyes were swollen into slits. Zeng Jianqiu stood up on one leg while shaking, holding on to the overturned altar table, and then swung his arm, causing the flying sword to turn in the air.
Li Wuxiang immediately shouted: "Use saliva!"
I don't know if Zeng Jianqiu heard it, but the sword force stagnated for a moment and immediately flew back towards him. A ray of white light passed directly from his left face to his right face, and then shot towards Zhao Puppet above.
This time Zhao Puppet did not hide, and was being penetrated by the sword. Zeng Jianqiu shook his arm again, and the sword thread immediately wrapped him around several times. There was only a soft pop sound, and Zhao Puppet's skin was immediately twisted into several pieces in mid-air. ——
But there is no whereabouts!
His head left his skull, and his skin floated in the air piece by piece, as if it could no longer wrap up the things inside because of the rupture, so a swirling smoke burst out from the skin, lingering around him and unable to get rid of it. sudden burst There was a chaotic sound like a heavy rain falling, like countless people whispering and praying in low voices. Finally, the black smoke suddenly converged, and Zhao Puppet's face was bulging, becoming something Li Wuxiang had never seen before. The face of the Kitchen God.
The black smoke shaped his body, and the sections of human skin that had been stretched out of shape and swollen into thin strips were wrapped in the black smoke and danced, as if they were drapes on his body. The fire clouds in the sky rotated and fell, forming three fiery red canopies above his head, reflecting his entire body in flames, as if he had truly become an immortal!
"Stupid thing, slobber? Didn't I tell you? It's for dealing with ghosts. I'm now in the Immortal Class. You use it to deal with me!?" Zhao Puppet suddenly said two words He raised his arms high and said, "Now let me show you the magical methods!"
The three flame canopies suddenly shined brightly, and the strange light instantly distorted everything in the courtyard. Zhao Puppet's two bloody eyes were also filled with light, and he shouted: "Bring it!"
The red light from the two canopies immediately condensed into two beams, one beam fell on Zeng Jianqiu, and the other beam fell on Li Wuxiang.
The skin on Li Wuxiang's body swelled, as if the golden knot under the skin wanted to break out! He immediately threw the knife in his hand at Zhao Puppet in the air. The sharp blade passed through his body and cut two pieces of skin. However, the thing swayed in the black air again, making Zhao Puppet even more ethereal - ordinary. The blade can no longer hurt him. Has he really become an immortal? !
At this time, I heard Zeng Jianqiu shouting: "What the hell! Where is Jin Tangzi with you?! Leave quickly! Don't let him get it! If he really becomes an immortal, he won't be able to stay in the world for long... You leave quickly!"
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Li Wuxiang was captured by Zhao Puppet's red light. He still felt swelling and pain in his body, as if Jin Tangzi was about to be sucked out. But when he looked at Zeng Jianqiu's mortal body, he saw that his face, which had been swollen due to the wound, began to swell rapidly. The swelling subsided, the wounds on the body healed quickly, and my kungfu became high again after just saying these few words. He was strong and strong, but the next moment his face began to become thin again, and fine wrinkles began to appear on his forehead, cheekbones, and corners of his eyes, as if he had aged for more than ten years at once... No, Zhao Qi once said that after building the foundation and refining Qi, he would He had decades of eternal youth, but how much of his life was taken away in one fell swoop! ?
"Let's go! Inquire about a place called You Jiuyuan and tell them that the leader of the Ranshan Sect has become evil!" Zeng Jianqiu shouted loudly, kicked his feet, and jumped up high on the ground. The energy around his body spread out and held him up. His hair and beard were all bulging, "I'll hold him back for you! If you don't go to Youjiuyuan and get to Netherworld, I'll settle the score with you!"
Zhao Puppet laughed wildly: "Hold me? Why are you?! Get back!"
He hooked his raised hands, and Zhao Qi's sword flew up with a buzzing sound from the ground. When he stretched out his arms again, the three fire cloud canopies above his head immediately turned into a red light. This time, The whole world seemed to be filled with endless low humming. The dense and noisy human voices were connected together like a magic sound filling his brain. Even with Li Wuxiang's ears, he could only hear a few sporadic sentences. ……
Those are all human prayers!
These sounds were like visible and intangible fireworks, turning into thousands of strands from all directions and pouring into the black smoke inside Zhao Puppet's body. His size and the three flowers on his head suddenly grew in size. The long sword he caught in the air suddenly emitted a dazzling mysterious light, screamed, and shot towards Zeng Jianqiu.
Zeng Jianqiu was still jumping in the air at this moment, unable to escape. But he raised the fingers of both hands and swiped each other, and the fingertips immediately dripped with blood. The blood wrapped around his small sword along the line of his sword. A bloody spear met the long sword shot by Zhao Puppet - there was a sharp sound, and the blood sword The light dimmed, but the long sword was shattered into large pieces of bright steel, spraying Zeng Jianqiu's body with blood, but the blood did not disperse, and lingered on his body into a red mist, calling him He rose half a foot higher in mid-air and approached Zhao Puppet——
"What evil heretic! Get out of here!!"
He grabbed one of the three flowers on top of Zhao Puppet. This time, his hand did not shoot straight through like the flying sword before. Covered in blood and essence, he actually caught it!
Zhao Puppet's body was tilted violently by him, and he immediately roared. The steel shavings that were still flying in the air rolled back and screamed towards Zeng Jianqiu's back. There was a crackling sound like rain hitting plantains, and all the steel shavings sank into Zeng Jianqiu's back, almost turning him into a sieve!
But the blood that spattered formed a blood mist on the body surface, and the wound healed in the blink of an eye. The steel shavings that penetrated his body wrapped his blood essence, and shot Zhao Puppet into the target. wear!
Zhao Puppet finally let out a scream, and the canopy held by Zeng Jianqiu disappeared with a bang. Half of the black energy in his body was gone, and the buzzing prayers in the field also weakened to thin pieces. whisper. He fell crookedly to the ground wrapped in black smoke, but a more violent whirlwind rolled up on the ground. The gravel, iron pieces, incense burner, tables and chairs were all rolled and torn by the strong wind, and turned into a downpour, shooting towards Zeng Jianqiu's body!
When Zhao Puppet fell halfway, he barely stabilized his figure. The voices of prayers suddenly became louder again. The canopy above his head that Zeng Jianqiu had dispersed showed faint signs of regrouping, while the canopy on Zeng Jianqiu's body The blood light was so weak that only a thin layer of red light remained. When he saw Li Wuxiang still standing there, he immediately shouted: "Get out of here! Don't let me go! Go find You Jiuyuan!"
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"Youjiuyuan?! I told you to go to the Netherworld to find it!" Zhao Puppet's black smoke gathered, and the severed human skin lingering around him was like a rope, which strangled Zeng Jianqiu who was about to fall, and suddenly lifted him up. , several wrapped around his limbs, and another wrapped around his neck to push his head straight. The red human-skin mouth sucked in sharply, and immediately sucked out a breath of fresh air from Zeng Jianqiu's face.
Zeng Jianqiu roared angrily, struggled to break away, and tried to turn his face away. However, as the buzzing of prayers in the field became louder, the human skin that strangled him became tighter and tighter. After he broke free several times, his body was covered with blood. The light suddenly dissipated, and he was immediately wrapped tightly by Zhao Puppet's human skin, unable to move at all. Zhao Puppet pushed his head straight, took a deep breath, and roared: "What a swordsman! How full of vitality is this? Hahahahahaha!"
Zeng Jianqiu was originally a tall and majestic man. After being sucked by Zhao Puppet for a few times, he gradually turned into a tall and skinny man. His cheeks shrunk and his hair began to turn gray. He still shouted to Li Wuxiang: " Go! You idiot!”
Li Wuxiang still stood without moving. It's not that Zhao Puppet can't pose a threat to him - the red light emitted from a canopy has been covering him tightly. When Zeng Jianqiu was fighting with Zhao Puppet, he tried several times, walking slowly, walking quickly, turning back and dodging, Can't get rid of it.
Zeng Jianqiu's body recovered quickly after being enveloped by this red light. This was probably because his life span was sucked away by this demonic light, and it seemed like many years had passed by at once. Although Li Wuxiang's appearance has not aged, he can feel that his skin is rapidly becoming rough, stiff, and brittle, as if it has been exposed to wind and sun for many years. Even the white beards on his body have become... You can feel that you are gradually becoming sluggish.
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It’s not that he is determined to show off his strength and feels that he shouldn’t leave his partners and run away alone. When encountering an irresistible crisis, you must first save yourself. This was one of his old creeds. But there was no way to escape in this situation. He was sure that Zhao Puppet could easily find him after dealing with Zeng Jianqiu. Judging from the fight between the two, Zeng Jianqiu was no match for Zhao Puppet at this time.
So he was observing.
After peeling off Zhao Qi's skin, Zhao Puppet picked up his outer robe and talisman paper from the air. Just now, he took Zhao Qi's long sword in the air. After Zeng Jianqiu got close to him, he just used his magical power to roll up the gravel and steel scraps on the ground. Going to hit him, there was no substantial contact with Zeng Jianqiu during the whole process, which meant that Zhao Puppet didn't seem to be able to really touch anything at this moment.
The second point - saliva can't deal with him, but Zeng Jianqiu's essence and blood can. He knew the allusion that human saliva can drive away ghosts, and he also knew about "squirting out a mouthful of blood" to enhance magic power, because that was what Zhao Qi did that night at Chen Sanyao's house, and now Zeng Jianqiu is doing the same.
Also, that night...that ghost also sucked Chen Sanjie's popularity in this way.
So he is not an immortal, just a stronger evil ghost.
And what's the source of this evil ghost's power?
Li Wuxiang closed his eyes for a moment and listened more carefully to the humming prayers in the courtyard. They were all asking the Stove Lord to bless them and avoid the evil spirits in the town. These prayers obviously came from the townspeople in the town... The haunting last night made people panic. At this moment, they must have seen visions from a distance and heard the scenes described by the town soldiers who ran away before, so they were extremely panicked and frightened. , pray to the Stove God worshiped at home.
It seems that Zhao Qi still failed this time. He did not really summon the Stove Lord, but summoned the Yin spirit of Zhao Puppet who was driven away by the chicken blood and stole the throne.
So, how to deal with evil spirits?
Li Wuxiang glanced at Zhao Qi, who was wrapped in a dark brown color by the flying sand and rocks on the ground.
This cheap master has already taught me last night——
"Because although you can see it, it is not here with us, but in the underworld."
"Getting rid of it at this time will take time and effort. But let it enjoy some incense and popularity, and come to this world, it will be much easier."
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