Chapter 10 The Ghost Eater
Midnight watch.
"Close the doors and windows to prevent thieves and thefts!"
The watchman rang the gong and walked through the dimly lit streets and alleys.
Jialiang Water Town is extremely humid, resulting in a significant temperature difference between day and night. In addition, it is rainy in early spring, and there is no one around early.
When the living people retreat, it is naturally a time when hundreds of ghosts walk at night.
Of course, with that layer of window paper, humans and ghosts have nothing to do with each other.
Meow~~
The wild cat licked its tongue and combed its hair. It seemed that it smelled the fishy smell, and then it walked along the wall to the earthen house of Yang's father and son and jumped into the courtyard.
The wild cat shook his head and discovered that the fishy smell came from the well.
It approached the well and carefully smelled the source of the fishy smell. It did not notice at all that there was an arm stretching out of the well mouth from an invisible perspective.
Meow! !
The wild cat's fur exploded and hissed sharply, and its oily fur became bit by bit haggard.
It clung to the wall nimbly and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.
"Hungry, hungry..."
The hungry ghost stuck his head out, rubbed his twisted neck against the edge of the well, his eyes were full of greed, and his mouth was spitting out Yin Qi like mist.
His old wounds have not healed, and new ones seem to have appeared.
The entire right leg was completely rotten, and exaggerated tooth marks could be seen that almost broke the bone.
The mule seemed a little restless and kept kicking the ground with its hooves.
The gloomy air shrouded the courtyard, and the humidity in the air was decreasing sharply, but it only made the mule a little dry.
The hungry ghost was extremely weak, making him even more hungry, and looked greedily at the side room.
Yang Hezheng closed his eyes and snored repeatedly.
The hungry ghost did not rush into the room, but just breathed out strong Yin Qi.
"Hungry, hungry..."
When Yang He heard the hungry ghost's murmur, he couldn't help but curse a few times. Blood was oozing from his chapped lips, and his skin was withered.
At the same time as the water is lost, Yang Qi is also absorbed by the hungry ghosts.
The ability of the hungry ghost to swallow water out of thin air is also affected by the window paper. Only Yang Heshuan can truly face the horror of this ghost.
Old Man Yang had never seen a hungry ghost or broken the window paper. Even in the earthen house, the water flowed out very slowly.
Like a feral cat that strays into the property, it will only feel uncomfortable at best.
Yang He lacks the protection of the window paper and will be sucked up by hungry ghosts before dawn.
"If you continue to wait and see, I'm afraid you won't have the strength to resist again soon."
"Fortunately, he is just a weakling and still has a glimmer of hope."
Yang He originally planned to act according to the situation. If a hungry ghost came to the door in a hurry, he would try to kill the opponent with the help of a copper coin sword. If he was really defeated, he would use up the number of trips to the world of allusions.
However, the hungry ghost is cunning and does not show any flaws at all.
"If I let the hungry ghost take the initiative, I will die."
Yang He thought about it secretly, and suddenly became jealous. He also understood that if he couldn't kill the hungry ghost while he was weak, there would be endless troubles.
"Ha~~"
He yawned and opened his eyes. He pretended to be sleepy and stood up. He stumbled and picked up the teapot and drank a few sips of it.
"What the hell is the weather? It's dry and makes me uncomfortable."
Yang Heyi put on his coat, slowed down and left the wing.
He loosened his belt as he walked and came to the corner to relieve himself.
The hungry ghost was crawling on the top of the courtyard wall. In the eyes of the ghost, Yang He was full of yang energy, and the smell he gave off was extremely delicious.
As long as... you can eat it, most of your injuries will be healed.
Yang Heyi turned around and faced the hungry ghost directly.
The cold wind blew and the coat crackled.
Click click click.
The hungry ghost could no longer control his appetite and opened his mouth condescendingly.
Yang He almost couldn't help retching, and the smelly mucus dripped on the top of his head. Although it evaporated quickly, the smell remained.
"Hungry, hungry..."
The evil ghost's upper and lower jaws reached half a meter, and its mouth was full of sharp fangs. The mouth seemed to be connected to a bottomless pit, and half of its tongue licked its lips. It leaned close to Yang He and was about to swallow its prey alive.
At this moment.
Yang He's forehead opened his ghost eyes, and he held the copper coin sword in his right hand.
The hungry ghost didn't react at all, as if he hadn't noticed Yang He's threat.
Until Yang He's coat fell off.
Yang He's exposed right arm turned blue-purple, and the end of the arm was tightly wrapped three times with a red rope, blocking the Yang energy and causing blood loss in the arm.
He made the right bet!
Hungry ghosts can distinguish the depth of yang energy, so Yang He chose to isolate the yang energy in his right arm and combined with the coldness of the copper coin sword to avoid his sight.
The ghost eyes locked on the hungry ghost, and the copper coin sword stabbed hard at a tricky angle.
Zi~~
Yang He's movements were unorganized. He didn't choose the hungry ghost's neck, but his left leg.
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The combination of spiritual vision and ghost eyes made his observation far beyond ordinary. The left leg of the hungry ghost was cut off by the roots, and the ghost blood spurted out, turning into Yin Qi.
"Ahhhh!!!"
The hungry ghost grimaced in pain and fell to the ground unable to support his right leg.
Yang He stood ready and quickly pulled out the red rope. He changed the copper coin sword to his left hand and the warm blood started to flow in his right arm again.
The blood in his right arm barely recovered, but he could no longer use his strength for a short time.
Thanks to Gui Tong for suppressing the coldness of the Copper Coin Sword, otherwise Yang He would not dare to take such a risk, and his arm would be easily disabled if he was not careful.
"Roar!"
The hungry ghost crawled to the wall and stared at Yang He with hatred.
Yang He was breathing heavily, and he simply gathered his strength for a few breaths before rushing forward again. This time, the copper coin sword was pointed directly at the hungry ghost's neck.
The hungry ghost opened his mouth and pounced.
Yang He ducked awkwardly to avoid its sharp edge, while guarding the position of the well.
The hungry ghost gasped unwillingly, climbed out of the courtyard without hesitation, and fled through the alleys.
Yang He's heart trembled. He didn't expect that a hungry ghost could curb his appetite. Usually, the more seriously injured a beast is, the more ferocious it becomes.
"Hungry ghosts must not be allowed to enter wells. Underground waterways extend in all directions..."
It is also a weak ghost. The ghost pupil cannot be used fully, and it is restrained by Yang He. The effect of the ghost pupil is comparable to that of the copper coin sword.
Yang He gritted his teeth and followed closely, and then saw a strange and inexplicable scene.
Peibaicheng is completely occupied by demons and monsters.
There are ghosts everywhere, with all kinds of strange shapes, it is simply a feast from hell.
Yang He closed his eyes, murmuring echoed in his ears, and simply traced the remaining Yin Qi of the hungry ghost through his ghost pupils, without looking directly at any ghost figure,
What surprised him was that the hungry ghost did not choose to hide in the well.
As if he was afraid of something.
As his spiritual vision gradually diminished, Yang He chased the hungry ghost to a more remote alley. The hungry ghost was at the end of his strength and his movements became weaker and weaker.
Soon, the hungry ghost was forced to a dead end and struggled feebly.
Yang He ignored him and swung his copper coin sword, and the hungry ghost's neck snapped.
He was relieved and just wanted to take back the ghost pupils.
Snap, snap, snap.
Scattered footsteps sounded.
"Who?"
Yang He retreated out of the alley and realized that the culprit who had previously severely injured the hungry ghost had appeared. Fortunately, he did not look directly...
Chewing came.
"Hey, hey, you don't dare to open your eyes because you're afraid of seeing ghosts?"
Yang He's hair stood on end, the hoarse voice echoed in the alleys, and with his ghostly eyes he saw a deformed man feasting next to the corpse.
"Why don't you come and try it? Fresh ghost meat is very tough!!"
Yang He remained silent.
The man continued: "Look at the hellish scene of hundreds of ghosts walking at night. Don't look outside. It won't be long before we will be one of them."
(End of chapter)