Shaking his head vigorously, the head-lowering master wanted to expel such unrealistic thoughts.
Not to mention anything else, the cost of building a prison alone is very expensive.
Coupled with the various rare materials used to decorate the Feng Shui bureau... when all the expenses are added up, it is simply an astronomical figure!
If such manpower and material resources were needed to suppress it, what would be in the shop?
Is it the "Five Rampant Soldiers and Horses" that Marshal Zhao and Master Zhang of the Dragon-Tiger Mystic Altar jointly conquered in the legend? !
You must know that they have corrected their evil ways long ago, but now they are the "last bottom line" for Taoist priests...
Even though he didn't want to believe that there would be any terrifying existence in the small paper shop, the Jiangtou master still didn't dare to act rashly.
After thinking for a moment, he opened the bottle of corpse oil and attracted the bat hanging upside down on the plaque into his hand.
"Bat God, Bat God, I need to trouble you, old man, to help my disciples go in and have a look."
Yan Bi stuffed his middle finger into the bat's mouth and let it suck the blood.
It wasn't until his belly was rolling and there was even a faint glow of blood that the bat stopped contentedly.
Then he vibrated a pair of fleshy wings and squeezed through the crack in the door.
When the commander saw this, he did not stand stupidly in front of the shop, but walked to the other side of the road and watched carefully.
This paper-making shop is full of weirdness, so be careful.
Secondly, take this opportunity to rest for a while to relieve the feeling of weakness caused by the blood and essence being sucked out just now.
But while waiting, more than ten minutes passed.
During this period, the "bat god" who went in was never seen coming out.
Just when Master Jiantou wanted to see what was going on, his expression suddenly changed.
Then the bat tattooed on the right side of his neck suddenly exploded, and blood spurted out like it was free of charge.
If a medical professional sees it, he can make a diagnosis in an instant - right carotid artery rupture...
Fortunately, the head-dropping master is not an ordinary person:
While covering his neck where blood was spurting out with his hands, he hastily took out a dark green centipede and pressed it firmly on the wound before he fainted.
After seeing the blood, the centipede's eyes flashed red.
Then he slipped into the head-lowering master's neck.
Judging from the rapidly squirming skin, the centipede not only got into the head-lowering master's neck, but also crawled quickly along the neck towards his head.
If this was an ordinary person, he would definitely die.
But when the centipede entered his body, the blood spurting from the head-lowering master's neck stopped, and his expression no longer looked so frightened.
Although his face was frighteningly pale due to excessive blood loss, he was finally out of danger.
Too weak, the head-lowering master could only hold on to the big tree next to him to prevent himself from falling, and at the same time stared in horror at the paper shop across the road.
"The bat, the bat god was killed?!"
"What kind of terrifying thing is there!!"
The head-lowering master answered with a faint sigh.
Immediately, the shop door with the words "Ask Milian Yin and Yang" slowly opened, and Granny Liu walked out slowly with a cane.
"Foreigners, the things in the store are not something you can mess with."
"Listen to my old man's advice and run away while you still have life. The further away the better."
"Remember never to come back again..."
After the old woman finished speaking, she didn't care about the master's reaction, turned around and returned to the shop.
He even closed the door of his shop tightly.
After a brief moment of daze, Master Jiangtou finally came to his senses.
He glanced in the direction of the paper shop with lingering fear, then staggered and struggled towards the outside of the town.
He really wanted to escape from this weird town immediately and stay away from the terrifying paper shop.
But unfortunately, among the three people shot during the day, one was a descendant of the old monster in the door.
If you dare to "see death without saving", then your life will really be worse than death...
After the Jiangtou division walked out of the town with difficulty, he went straight to the execution ground.
After all, the body is still there.
It's fine in the dead of night. As long as he's not a seriously ill person, who can go to the execution ground without sleeping in the middle of the night for excitement? !
But once it gets dark it's hard to say.
Firstly, there are too many people and secondly, who knows whether the armed police will come again today to carry out executions.
When he arrived at the execution ground and saw that the three corpses were "safe and sound", Master Jiangtou finally felt relieved.
After stuffing some poisonous insects such as spiders into his mouth to replenish his strength, he took out three "mourning nails" and smashed them deeply into the heads of the three corpses with a hammer.
Then he took out twelve giant green-black centipedes that were as long as a baby's arm and as thick as a ham sausage.
Let them work in pairs, and use their mouths and claws as densely packed as nails to "bite" firmly on both sides of the knees of the three corpses.
It's like it's embedded in, giving the impression that it's even through the flesh and tightly grasping the bones.
After doing all this, the head-down master, who was extremely weak, rested for a long time, and did not get up from the ground until dawn.
Divide half of the remaining corpse oil and apply it evenly to the big centipede's body, leaving no trace behind.
Then he continued to pinch and fight, and shouted at the three corpses: "Get up!"
Something weird happened:
The three corpses, which had been dead for a long time, actually stood up straight, and under the leadership of the head-dropping master, they walked little by little towards the deep mountains and old forests in the distance.
If you look carefully, you will see that the centipedes are constantly curling up and stretching their bodies, driving the corpse to bend its knees and move forward crookedly.
...
In the next two days, the town returned to its previous calm.
People are busy working on daily necessities.
It wasn't until dawn on the third day that the Jiangtou division came to the town again.
It's just that this time he didn't dare to approach the paper shop rashly. Instead, he found a breakfast shop opposite, ordered some food and stared at it silently.
His eyes were full of fear and uneasiness.
According to the original intention of the head-down master, he absolutely does not want to provoke the things in the paper shop again.
I just want to report what happened here to the "General Forum" and wait for support.
But just last night, the master who was sleeping soundly suddenly felt a strong suffocation, as if a pair of invisible hands were tightly strangling his neck.
Because he was sleeping with the corpse in the wilderness, the head-down master didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that he just encountered a "ghost on the bed".
But when he tried his best to drive away the lonely ghosts, he found that it had no effect at all!
The same thing happened even after changing three or four methods!
how so? !
Just when Master Jiangtou was about to suffocate to death, a sudden flash of inspiration flashed in his mind:
I remembered the "spiritual infant" given by the headquarters for this mission.
So he struggled hard and took out a sharp knife and slashed his thigh open.
Regardless of the severe pain and the spurting blood, a mini human skull the size of a bull's eye was "turned out" from the flesh, with red lights flashing in the skull's eyes.
The head-dropping master raised the skull high and used his last strength to shout loudly: "Please save me from the spiritual infant!!"
After that, he fell to the ground and fell into a coma, and his fate was unknown...
