Another blow and he died again for the rest of his life.
Not far away, another bloody ghost corpse slowly opened its eyes.
"..."
"Why are you still alive? Let me know, oh, you have already passed your first seven days today. For ghosts who come back overdue, our village usually deports them. Don't be afraid, they will go back with one hammer!"
"..."
"Old man, why are you disheveled and damaging to the appearance of the village? I have decided on behalf of the village chief to temporarily disqualify you from the first seven souls!"
"..."
"Miss Ghost, why did you come back disheveled? Hiss... that's good, but why is your belly so bulging? Did you bring a child with you and illegally return to the soul?!"
"..."
After Jiang Chen's head was completely demonized, his perception also increased to a terrifying level, and he would always appear in front of a bloody corpse with its eyes open for the first time.
So he waited for everyone to arrive.
I saw this extremely weird scene.
A man, like a village quality inspector, "repatriates" the ghost corpses that have reawakened one after another.
The so-called repatriation is to send them to hell again, but this time it is more thorough, not even leaving slightly larger body parts.
"I'll go, this is too cruel. This little boy is beyond the existence of half-clothed blood. How come he can't even withstand his blow?"
"It turns out that this is Jiang Chen's true strength!"
"He exorcised ghosts before, without even using Dema's skills..."
"If it weren't for this boss, with this corpse's weird ability to resurrect, we would have been completely wiped out tonight!"
The strange people present are not stupid, and most of them have rich experience in exorcising ghosts.
Naturally, it can be seen that these bloody corpses were not resurrected for no reason. After they opened their eyes again, the aura on their bodies became almost exactly the same as that of the little boy before.
"And have you noticed that the blood-red corpse here was also the one that this boss passed by before and tortured him like this..."
"It turns out that he has already understood everything!"
"I really thought he had obsessive-compulsive disorder. No wonder, no wonder..."
A group of people watched thoughtfully and sighed with emotion.
At the same time, they also noticed that the other party was cruel, and the process of exorcising ghosts was actually very formal. There were endless reasons before each action.
"Let me go, isn't that old man the village chief? So he made the decision for the village chief and killed the village chief??"
"And that woman's bulging belly, I remember it was obviously a big stone he stuffed in before!"
"The torture I suffered has even become the reason for death at this moment... It's high, it's really high!"
"The phone I was holding suddenly turned into a vise. I'm going to see the King of Hell alive!"
"I suddenly thought of a sentence. That man stood on the moral high ground and swung a hammer. The sun was too dazzling and I couldn't see his face clearly..."
"How dare you speak like that, warrior!"
"He looked over."
"hiss!"
"..."
The group of people were dumbfounded and even sweated for the first time because of a ghost.
No matter which bloody corpse the little boy woke up from, no matter how he escaped, he could not change the tragic fate of being killed by a sledgehammer or thunder.
It seems to be trapped in an endless cycle of torture.
The "talent" that keeps resurrecting is no longer a blessing, but has become the most vicious curse.
Being killed again and again, the painful wails echoed in the silent night sky, just listening to them was terrifying.
finally.
The little boy was resurrected on the last bloody corpse, a child of about ten years old. He found that his legs had been cut off, his back was glued to death with special strong glue, and his hands were nailed to a broken wall with steel nails.
It doesn't even try to struggle anymore.
He just stared at Jiang Chen with a sinister look on his face.
"Are you sure you want to kill me!?"
Hear this.
Jiang Chen was a little surprised: "I didn't expect that you, at such a young age, would be so perceptive. How do you know that I don't actually want to kill you?"
As he spoke, he knelt down and patted the boy on the shoulder.
He spoke with sincerity and sincerity, like an old father whose child is about to travel far away: "I can't help it, I don't have much time. If we are lucky enough to meet again in the next life, we can talk more."
"Forget it today, don't delay your reincarnation."
The little boy opened his mouth with a look of astonishment on his face.
What's your reaction?
When I say this, shouldn't you be curious and ask, why can't you kill me?
"Okay, have a good journey. Your mother shouldn't have gone far yet. On the way to hell, you and I will be together, so I guess you won't be too lonely!"
Jiang Chen said the last thing, stood up slowly, and raised the sledgehammer high.
The little boy's face changed drastically and he shouted hurriedly: "Wait! Don't you want to know why you can't kill me?"
now.
The wooden house in the distance also suddenly exploded.
An urgent voice sounded: "Stop! You can't kill. Do you know who it is!?"
All the strange people frowned.
I saw a figure rushing over, very fast, not inferior to Jiang Hongyu before. This was probably a pseudo-B-level master!
"Stop him!"
Jiang Hongyu spoke coldly, took a step forward, and showed off his fierce aura.
The others also took out their weapons one after another, with cold eyes.
Although they are watching a play now, they are here to exorcise ghosts together. Jiang Chen is working so hard, and now that other enemies have appeared, it is naturally impossible for everyone to continue watching the play with a shy face.
"Can't kill! Can't kill! It will cause disaster! Disaster is imminent!"
What rushed over was an old man, with a lean build, but his skin was white and swollen at the moment. He kept shouting anxiously, his eyes widened, and he looked like an evil ghost.
Jiang Chen is still relatively rational.
After hearing this, he did not continue to act recklessly. Instead, he squatted down, twisted off the boy's head, and smashed his body with a hammer.
Thus.
Not only can it breathe a sigh of relief, but it also completely loses its ability to resist.
The old man came closer.
Seeing the little boy with only one head left, he was almost filled with anger: "Reckless! So reckless. Do you know how much disaster today's actions will cause to Qishui and upstream!?"
Hear this.
Jiang Chen is still a little confused.
Jiang Hongyu on the side suddenly spoke: "Old school corpse collectors? Didn't you old people all die as early as the last years of the Qing Dynasty?"
Hearing this, the old man's face froze and he did not answer, but looked at Jiang Chen: "Junior, don't be impulsive, let it go, otherwise there will be no peace up and down the Qishui River!"
"Old school corpse collector?" Jiang Chen walked out in a few steps and came to Zhao Erhu, because he found that the other party also looked thoughtful.
"Hey, Lao Jiang?" Zhao Erhu was startled.
Facing Jiang Chen, who had the body of a deer and an aura of terror surging all over his body, the hairs on his body stood up almost instinctively.
Jiang Chen took a Lingyuan Pill before becoming a demon, and its effect was indeed powerful, and it would completely sustain the demon state until now.
He obviously understands the principle of speaking human language when meeting people, speaking nonsense when meeting ghosts, and speaking mysterious words when meeting monks.
Take a look at Zhao Erhu.
He said with one mouth: "All appearances are false and should be viewed as such."
"Erhu, you are obsessed with me. Although I am no longer a human being at this moment, I am a brother in my heart. Your half step back is too hurtful."
Zhao Erhu opened his mouth, obviously feeling guilty: "I'm sorry, Lao Jiang, I just..."
"Okay, no need to say more, tell me first, what is the old-school body-sniffing craftsman?" Although he has level two authority, it is impossible to read all the underworld database. For these five words, it is still relatively unfamiliar.
