I looked at her and asked curiously, "Xiaoxue, can't you see them? Or can you hear any weird sounds?"
The owners of such shops as Buddhist shops, shroud shops, and Feng Shui shops all have some skills.
Their descendants generally know more than ordinary people, and can even feel the existence of those things.
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Ruxue shook her head blankly, "I can't feel anything except the cold. Big brother, what's wrong? My grandfather and I live in this shop, and there is no one else. My father I only come back twice a year.”
I thought there was no one else, but there was a ghost...
"Your grandpa is upstairs, right?" I asked nonsense and walked towards the stairs.
Zhuang Ruxue said that eating and staying were all done upstairs.
After walking up the stairs, the wooden stairs made a creaking sound, as if they would collapse under my feet at any time.
But when I was halfway there, I suddenly felt like there were many pairs of eyes staring at me upstairs, like needles pricking me.
I looked up sharply and saw five shadowy heads with unclear facial features, staring directly at me at the door.
"Seeking death!" I focused my eyes and rushed forward quickly. Those black shadows laughed strangely but did not attack me, but floated inside.
"Want to run?" I took out the Demonic Sword in an instant, poured my energy into the knife crazily, and slashed at the five black figures who were escaping.
Immediately, a several-meter-long sword light condensed from black energy swept past like a demon rushing out of hell, carrying a permeating whistling sound and a terrifying aura.
"What?" A ghost figure turned around and showed a shocked look. Just as he was about to resist, a sword slashed him in the waist.
The sword's radiance continued unabated, like a sharp blade that penetrated the sky, and instantly struck the four sneaky bodies in front of them who were running away in shock.
Bang bang bang, as if they were shattered, they didn't even scream, and instantly disintegrated into black energy, but they didn't lose their souls.
Instead, they rushed towards me quickly, preparing to rush towards the Demonic Sword in my hand. The five evil ghosts turned into wisps of black energy, and were all swallowed up by the Demonic Sword.
I picked up the knife and looked at it, and saw five ghostly faces flashing on the knife. They stared at me viciously, screamed, and rushed at me desperately.
But the Demon Sword is just like their ancestor nemesis, a ghost among ghosts and a devil among demons.
No matter how hard these five sneaks struggled, they could not escape the shackles of the blade.
I was very surprised in my heart, secretly thinking that the power of this demon sword was really extraordinary. The evil ghost that had been there for one hundred and fifty years was so easily destroyed.
If I had used the Thunder Sword before, although I could beat them and make them scream, they would never be wiped out so easily.
Of course, destroying them easily is also inseparable from raising my realm to Dzogchen.
"Humph." At this moment, my confidence exploded even more. In the future, if you encounter sneaky people without eyes, just swallow them into the knife and use them for my own use!
"Brother, what are you cutting?" Zhuang Ruxue looked at the knife in my hand curiously and asked.
"It's okay, brother is cutting the air." I didn't want to explain more for fear of scaring her.
Looking carefully at the second floor, the area upstairs is much smaller than downstairs, only about 40 square meters. The light is dim and the temperature is humid and cold.
On the left is a smaller bedroom, probably Zhuang Ruxue's.
To the right is the kitchen, by the window. There are bottles and jars on the stove, filled with the smell of leftovers and various condiments.
There is a square wooden table placed against the wall in front. In the innermost part is a larger bedroom, and the yin energy at the door is particularly strong.
Her grandfather must be inside.
"Grandpa, grandpa." Zhuang Ruxue ran over first and shouted, "Grandpa, a big brother is here to treat you."
I hurriedly followed, and when the little girl opened the door, the Yin Qi spurted out like black smoke, but she couldn't feel it at all.
When I entered, my pupils shrank sharply.
I saw an old man with gray hair lying on the bed, about seventy years old. He was as skinny as a stick, his body was hunched and curled up, and he was wearing gray autumn clothes.
The cheeks are thin and have bulging cheekbones, and the skin is dull and dull, and is covered with a large number of unknown plaques, which look like corpse plaques at a glance.
But what frightened me was that there were more than a dozen evil ghosts kneeling around him or lying on him, greedily sucking in his yang energy.
The old man's body was filled with yin energy, like a dead person. I concentrated my energy to the center of my eyebrows, and my heart trembled.
I saw that two of the three sun fires on the old man's shoulders and top of his head had been extinguished, and only the top of his head was still glowing. If these fires were also extinguished, he would definitely die.
"Grandpa." Zhuang Ruxue hurried over and shook the old man's shoulders, "Grandpa, wake up, wake up, woo hoo..."
She cried sadly.
However, those sneaky ones ignored the little girl and me, and still greedily sucked in the yang energy.
"You're really looking for death!" I shouted loudly and stepped forward quickly.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." Suddenly, a ferocious ghost with disheveled hair looked at me fiercely and said bitterly: "If you dare to meddle in other people's business, you will die."
After saying that, she quickly rushed towards me, and the other two evil spirits did the same.
I was furious in my heart, and I slashed or slashed with the Demonic Sword more than ten times, and the black sword light covered the room like a big net.
They were cut into pieces amidst their screams, and were finally swallowed up by the Demonic Knife. No one was spared, and they were all annihilated.
Nearly twenty ferocious faces screamed and collided with each other in the blade. At this time, I clearly noticed that the power of the Demonic Sword had increased.
After the Demonic Sword swallowed a thousand Sneakers, it would definitely become more powerful.
Now that there is no more sneaking around in the room, the temperature is gradually rising.
After seeing my behavior, Zhuang Ruxue asked curiously, "Brother, who were you talking to just now? Are you killing ghosts? My grandfather said that there are ghosts in this world."
After speaking, she looked around in fear.
"No, no." I didn't want to explain any more, and carefully checked all the spaces on the first and second floors. I breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was nothing sneaky.
Just when I came to the second floor again, Zhuang Ruxue ran out of the room excitedly and said happily: "Brother, brother, my grandpa seems to be waking up."
I quickly walked in and saw the old man on the bed, moaning slightly and shaking a little, but he didn't have much yang energy left and was very pessimistic.
His eyelids trembled, he tried to open his cloudy eyes, looked at me weakly and said, "Thank you, young man, thank you for cleaning them up, so that I can live a little longer."
Unexpectedly, he felt that it was my hand just now. It seems that before he was injured, his moral conduct was not low.
"Grandpa." Zhuang Ruxue suddenly choked up anxiously: "Grandpa, why do you say that? You will be fine."
"Haha." The old man kindly grabbed Zhuang Ruxue's hand and comforted him: "Grandpa, it's okay. It's okay. Be good."
I took a stool and sat beside the bed, and asked seriously, "How did you get those things that are bothering you?"
In our line of work, it is inevitable that we will attract some sneaky people.
When you help pilgrims deal with their dirty things, you will also offend them, and it is common for you to be sought for revenge.
But I'm curious as to where the old man could attract so many evil ghosts. After all, evil ghosts are not common.
"Hey, don't talk about it. This matter is too complicated." The old man sighed and shook his head, unwilling to say more, and closed his eyes weakly.
I frowned and opened my mouth to ask specifically, but finally I thought to myself, forget it, I don't have any friendship with him, it would be benevolent to help him get rid of those things.
Besides, he didn’t want to say more, so I had nothing else to ask.
"Uncle, your current situation is very bad. You should think about how to settle your granddaughter." I frowned. The fire on the old man's shoulders was extinguished, and he felt that he would not live long.
"Hey, don't worry, it's okay. I can still hold on for another year. Thank you, young man. If you hadn't taken care of those things, I would have died within a month. Then my granddaughter would be in trouble if no one took care of her."
The old man said that he was trying to sit up, but he was too weak and gave up. He looked at me and said weakly again: "Young man, I don't have much money left. I still have five or six thousand in the cabinet. What are you looking at?" Look at what's valuable in the store, just grab something, phew..."
He seemed to have exhausted all his strength, gasped and closed his eyes, and stopped talking.
