On the loess road.
In the darkness in the distance, a figure slowly crawled over. His clothes were in tatters, his right leg was gone from the knee down, and the fracture was bloody.
With a thin body, he seemed to be an old man. His head was not on his neck, but held in his hands.
The weird thing is.
He was clearly holding his own head, but he kept shouting.
"My head...my head...give me my head..."
The old man looked around, his eyes full of evil. It seemed that he didn't just want to get his head back, but wanted more heads!
When he passed by a wasteland.
An eerie voice suddenly sounded.
"Old man, old man~"
"Give me your head...Give me your head..."
The old man was stunned.
The more I listened, the more something was wrong.
Give you my head...? ?
grass! You are somewhat trying to rob me!
"Ghost energy +999."
It raised its head and looked around. When it turned to the left, it saw a man's face hidden unexpectedly in the thick weeds.
"Fuck! What the hell! Ghost energy +599!"
The old man was frightened.
The other party's entire body was hidden in the grass, except for a human face that was exposed, with his eyes wide open. It looked like a human head lying there at night, which was very scary.
But soon, it smiled again.
He said sadly: "Okay! Do you want my head?"
After saying that, he climbed over in a few steps, and brought the bloody head with gray pupils in front of the other party.
The face in the weeds, the pupils slowly dilated.
The smile on the old man's lips grew stronger. He understood that this was a person's instinctive reaction when facing fear.
next moment.
A light touch on the hand.
The other party took away its head, quickly got into the weeds, and ran away very quickly.
The old man's body remained frozen in place for a long time.
Just when it was about to catch up, it suddenly discovered that the connection between itself and its head was broken. It immediately panicked completely and rushed into the weeds, searching frantically, but found nothing.
After a while.
A shrill voice sounded here.
"My head! My head!!"
…
the other side.
In a patch of weeds, a head slowly closed its eyes in a small formation the size of a millstone. Then Chen Xue picked up a formation pen, dipped it in cinnabar, spiritual water, gold powder and other things, and painted it on the old man's head again. Write down a magic circle.
A faint light flashed along with the array pattern.
The head was completely sealed.
Although the old man is a fierce ghost, he is good at defeating the strong with the weak in the formation. For example, Jiang Chen used his C-level strength and used the thunder in his palm to injure the blood-clothed young demon.
Of course, there are quite a lot of restrictions when using formations. Not only do you need to use rare materials, but they also need to be carved in advance. If the timing of activating the "formation" is slightly wrong, big problems will occur.
In short, no power comes in vain.
Chen Xue wiped the sweat from her forehead.
He said excitedly: "It's done!"
Using the formation to deal with a powerful ghost would be of great benefit to her.
Jiang Chen nodded, as if he was well prepared, he took out a sack from the small bag he brought with him, put the old man's head in it, tied it in a knot, and hung it around his waist.
Chen Xue and Yang Chan were not surprised by this and looked calm.
But Zhao Erhu on the side turned red, panting heavily, took several steps back, and looked at the three of them in surprise.
"Why... why are you so skilled?"
Collecting a ghost's head seemed so perverted. For a moment, he felt that he might have to re-examine this old friend.
"Er Hu, don't get excited." Jiang Chen quickly comforted him: "We are strange people and we are also ghost exorcists. It is normal for a ghost exorcist to collect two ghosts, right?"
Ah this...
Zhao Erhu was about to speak but stopped.
He couldn't agree with it, but he couldn't refute it either.
"That's not right! Lao Jiang, didn't you just open your mouth and keep the Buddha in your heart, but keep your mouth shut and be positive?"
"But what you are doing now..."
"Haha." Jiang Chen patted the other party's shoulder and smiled enigmatically: "Buddha cut meat to feed the eagles, what a feat he did?"
"I cut off my head to feed ghosts today, and I am also imitating it!"
"Erhu, even though you have been a monk for so many years, I have to say that you don't understand Buddhism as well as I do. The Buddha's Dharma is boundless and it is all in the heart. The Buddha's principles are boundless and a kind heart can be built. The road to kindness is very long, so you still have to be slow. Walk slowly..."
Hear this.
Zhao Erhu looked shocked and fell into deep thought.
Yang Chan on the side covered her face and could hardly stand it anymore. She wanted to say, your brother's tricks are very long, so please be more careful!
Chen Xue also twitched the corners of her mouth.
When other Buddhas cut off their flesh, they are cutting off their own flesh. If you cut off their heads, they are cutting off other people's heads!
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Erhu became serious: "Lao Jiang, I never thought that with an expert by my side, you might be able to compete with my master at your level. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will definitely introduce you to him!" "
Jiang Chen waved his hands indifferently: "Easy to say, all monks in the world are one family. Although I haven't shaved my head, I still do good deeds every day. I do the same thing as you monks every day."
"By the way, Lao Jiang, why don't we just kill this ghost?"
"Oh, before that, I need to perform a spiritual redemption on it."
The look of admiration on Zhao Erhu's face became even stronger.
The Longxiang Temple disciples who exorcise ghosts mainly focus on killing. There are few people as kind as Jiang Chen. Before killing ghosts, they have to help others resolve their obsessions.
This is taking a huge risk!
Come and fulfill these ghosts.
Zhao Erhu asked himself, he couldn't even do this.
"Lao Jiang, I want to learn from you!"
"Study hard, watch well..."
…
In the wasteland, large tracts of weeds were destroyed, accompanied by the headless old man's shrill wail. Compared with his feeble cry before, you can hear that it is really eager to find its head now.
Because this time, its head is really gone.
Jiang Chen and others had already walked out of the wasteland and came to the house on the dirt road. Although Qishan Village was an old village in the wilderness, the houses were not bad, and most of them were tiled.
After all, this place is a bit remote, but there is still an asphalt road leading to it. It is not an isolated old mountain village.
Jiang Chen listened to the prompts in his ears.
Continuous smiles.
Several people came to the door of this family and found that the door was closed and a bowl was placed at the door. In the bowl was thick black-red blood, which was vaguely emitting bursts of black gas, which was very strange.
"What a strong evil spirit, this is ghost blood!" Chen Xue frowned.
"What does this mean? The ghost blood is placed at the door. Is it to curse the people passing by, or is it some kind of memorial method?"
"Li Gui's blood!" Zhao Erhu took a look and made a judgment.
"What does this mean?"
Several people were lost in thought.
At this moment, Jiang Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, he stepped forward, picked up the ghost blood, and then walked around the house, seeming to have made some kind of plan.
"Yes!"
"Come, listen to me..."
