Jing'an threw an object from his arms, and I caught it from the air.
It's a ghost stick!
"Hit him in the back of the head!"
I don't know why Jing'an is so clear, but I know that at this juncture, he will not harm me.
Hui'an's attack speed was so fast that I gritted my teeth and took a few punches before I had the chance to get behind him.
Jing'an kept reminding her: "Hit the back of the head! Don't hesitate!"
While avoiding Hui'an's attack, I made quick judgments in my head.
I personally selected Jing'an, and I trust my own vision.
But the back of the head is very fragile, and if you exert a little more force, you can easily crush someone to death.
So now I have found an opportunity, but I still dare not take action.
Within a few seconds, I had made up my mind.
Jing'an will never use my hand to completely eliminate Hui'an just because of a temporary victory or defeat.
The emergence of this idea is tantamount to injecting strength into my arm.
"Hey!"
I gritted my teeth and shouted angrily, then hit Hui An on the back of the head with a stick.
"Plop."
Hui'an's body went limp and his whole body fell flat on the ground.
For a moment, I couldn't react. Did I subdue him, or did I accidentally beat him to death?
Before I could react, Jing'an rushed in front of me and snatched the ghost stick from my hand.
"Bang bang bang..."
At this moment, Jing'an seemed to be a different person, and he hit Hui'an on the back of the head with an expressionless face.
After a few seconds, I regained my composure and grabbed the ghost stick in my hand again, and my doubts about Jing'an also arose.
Is it Hui'an or Jing'an who is possessed?
I didn't dare to reveal too much, I just asked softly: "What are you doing?"
Jing'an frowned slightly: "Master, don't be surprised. The old master of Chenliu Palace had an explanation before coming here."
He wanted to stand forward when he was talking, and my instinct urged me to move back.
"What's the explanation?"
Seeing that I kept retreating, Jing'an did not continue to pursue me, and his tone remained very calm: "There are hundreds of people in Chenliu Palace, but Hui'an is the only one who has learned the art of controlling ghosts."
"Wait a minute." I thought for a moment: "Isn't it the art of controlling ghosts that Qingwei sent out? Just learn it by yourself?"
"Exactly."
Jing'an nodded slowly and said, "This technique must not be used by people with a heart like Zhishui, otherwise they will be riddled with resentment."
The more I said this, the more outrageous it became. I looked at Hui'an on the ground and asked, "Is his heart as calm as water?"
In response, Jing'an just smiled calmly: "As far as I know, he was not like this before. He became so stubborn after learning the art of controlling ghosts. No one's words have any effect in front of him."
He specifically added: "Including the old head of Chenliu Palace."
No wonder, before I left Chenliu Palace, the old master’s serious words clearly showed his dissatisfaction with Hui’an.
It turns out that he became like this because he learned all his unique skills.
Although the logic makes sense, I am still wary of Jing'an's behavior just now: "Then you beat him like this just now, are you not afraid of beating him to death?"
"If you are trapped by the ghost control technique, the only way to make it go away is to hit the back of the head with the ghost stick."
Jing'an seemed to have read my thoughts: "This matter is not a secret in Chenliu Palace. If the master doesn't believe it, just verify it."
I lowered my head and tested Hui'an's breathing again. After confirming that he was still alive, I relaxed my vigilance towards Jing'an.
"Master, don't be angry." Jing'an remained very calm: "My day is not about finding people to catch ghosts."
"Then you've been busy here all day, and this..."
Jing'an smiled calmly: "Hui'an wants to compete with me. This idea will definitely disturb his mood. I am taking precautions."
He looked at Hui'an and sighed, "I guessed he would be in trouble tonight, so I kept waiting nearby."
For a moment, I was so shocked that I was speechless.
From a certain perspective, the two brothers Jing'an and Hui'an are competing tonight.
In this situation, Jing'an was not thinking about how to win, but about helping his opponent.
Just talking about this part of the mind is beyond the reach of most people.
"I apologize to you." I sighed leisurely: "I misunderstood."
Jing'an is very reasonable: "The leader's words are true. Don't persuade others to do good unless they have suffered. No one can understand your hardships unless you sit in your position."
I cupped my hands into fists and cupped my hands forward without saying anything.
Not that I wanted to say it, but I was filled with guilt.
Jing'an pointed at Hui'an and said softly: "We stopped him in time. If we give him some mugwort water tomorrow, he should be fine."
"Then, let's get it back to him first."
