If it were anyone else, he would be so frightened by the hunter's words. Fortunately, Chi Yang and Jiang Chen had experienced a big battle tonight and were relatively calm.
Jiang Chen's inner consciousness immediately suspected that the hunter named Song Qi had "yin and yang eyes" and could see the two souls in his body?
He heard "himself" mutter softly: "Idiot."
Then I noticed that the horse-faced old ghost winked at Song Qi, as if conveying some kind of secret signal.
'has a problem! Jiang Chen reacted immediately and shouted in his heart, "There is something wrong with this Song Qi!" He and the horse-faced old ghost are in the same group! '
Chi Yang looked back, with a look of surprise on his face, and said, "Miss Lin, when did you come?"
The girl in white who followed him turned out to be Lin Xi.
She is also the "third person" that Song Qi refers to.
With the powerful cultivation level of Chiyang's sixth-level "Blood Moving" realm, any disturbance within ten steps around him could not be hidden from his ears and eyes, but he was not able to notice at all that there was a girl in white behind him.
This young lady from the Lin family is silent and does not look like a living person. Could it be that, as Xiao Jiang said, she is a ghost wearing a painted skin?
'Is that Lin Xi behind? "Jiang Chen is more vigilant than Chi Yang," She didn't come early or late, but she came to meet up at this time. It seems that she is going to join forces with this group of monsters and monsters to deal with us! '
Lin Xi's clear and sweet voice sounded from behind: "I heard the movement in the garden, so I came over to take a look. I just arrived."
"Jiang Chen" who was flirting with Song Qi suddenly trembled, turned around suddenly, and was shocked when he saw the lonely and cold white figure behind him.
Jiang Chen felt the fear escaping from "his" body, which was stronger than when he faced Chiyang.
This is probably the "Yin Shen"'s hierarchical suppression of low-level ghosts. Just one look made Jiang Chen's body almost unable to move.
Judging from the performance of the horse-faced old ghost, it seems to be very surprised by Lin Xi's arrival. Could it be that these two parties are not in the same group?
Lin Xi's cold eyes stared at Jiang Chen for a moment, then looked past him, glanced at Song Qi and the many monks and Taoists in the pavilion, and said, "Be careful, Hero Chiyang, there is something wrong with these people."
This sentence immediately angered everyone in the pavilion.
A fat monk was twirling Buddhist beads in one hand and cursing with his halberd finger in the other hand: "Witch, who do you think is wrong?"
"There is something wrong with you! I can tell at a glance that you are not a human being!" A thin Taoist priest held a Taofu sword and muttered something in his mouth, "Look at me making you show your true form! The heavens are spirited and the earth is spirited, the Taoist ancestor of the Shangqing Dynasty is as urgent as the law. !”
As the thin Taoist priest gestured with his hand, a black light emerged from the Peach Talisman Sword, flew into the air, transformed into the shape of a crow, and flew towards Lin Xi with a strange roar.
"Witch, why don't you show yourself to Master Dao quickly!"
But Lin Xi waved his sleeves gently, and the white shirt fell down, just like brushing away dust, turning the crow into a ball of black smoke, which curled away.
The skinny Taoist priest's momentum froze and he shouted: "The demon girl is full of tricks! You guys don't need to talk to her about the moral principles of the world, let's go together!"
"Witch, what despicable means did you use to plot against Taoist Master Qiu's crow? Eat my beads!" The obese monk threw the beads in his hand into the air. The beads grew in the wind. In just a few breaths, they had grown to several feet tall. As big as a water tank, it pressed down heavily on Lin Xi's head.
Lin Xi's figure looked extremely delicate and small in front of the huge Buddha bead, but she did not dodge or avoid it. She waved her sleeves calmly, and the place where the Buddha bead was hit by her began to collapse inward and scattered like dust. Dissipated into black smoke.
The obese monk was trembling all over: "Witch! Even my prayer beads were plotted by you! If any of you have black dog blood, please pour it on her!"
"I still have half a bag of black dog blood! Let me do it!" Song Qi took off the leather bag from her waist and strode forward.
But when he saw Chi Yang standing in the middle of the road, there was a hint of hesitation on his face, and he shouted: "Old Chi, get out of the way and let me teach this witch to reveal her true form!"
Chiyang was originally watching with cold eyes and did not help the two. After hearing this, he took a few steps back to the roadside.
However, his body was too tall, and the path in the garden was too narrow. Even if he gave way to the side of the road, the two of them would still pass each other.
Jiang Chen saw that Song Qi was still hesitating and knew that this person must have become a ghost, so he did not dare to approach Chi Yang. I wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but unexpectedly I heard "myself" take the initiative to say: "Give me the black dog's blood and let me do it!"
After saying that, the horse-faced old ghost stepped forward, walked around Chiyang, walked up to the pavilion, took the leather bag from Song Qi's hand, and exchanged glances with everyone in the pavilion.
At such a close distance, Jiang Chen noticed that part of Song Qi's outstretched palm had rotted away. Her clothes were in tatters and covered with mud, as if she had just crawled out of a grave. Her eyes were dull and white. It's dark and very penetrating.
The other people in the pavilion were also the same, their faces seemed to be covered with a layer of black aura, and their whole bodies were filled with evil spirits.
'Sure enough, these people have died in the hands of ghosts, and have been controlled by ghosts and become ghosts. '
Jiang Chen felt a chill in his heart when he thought that if he couldn't get rid of the control of the horse-faced old ghost, he would probably end up like this.
'I wonder if Chiyang has noticed it...'
When he returned and passed Chi Yang, the horse-faced old ghost controlled his expression without looking at Chi Yang and strode past.
Its cultivation level was much higher than that of Song Qi, a newly deceased ghost, so it was able to restrain its instinctive fear and pretend as if nothing had happened.
Lin Xi watched Jiang Chen get closer and closer with the leather bag, frowning slightly, staring at him with cold eyes, with a compassionate expression, a bit like the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the temple.
The horse-faced old ghost slowly unscrewed the leather bag and stared at Lin Xi for a moment.
When the monk and Taoist priest were fighting with Lin Xi, the horse-faced old ghost had already seen clearly that this girl of unknown origin was not a real seventh-level "Yin God", but had used some kind of magic weapon to forcibly transform into a Yin God and leave her body. .
Although the magic weapon can ward off evil spirits, black dog blood is also a serious treasure for exorcizing evil spirits. When the two sides confront each other head-on, who can win?
At the same time, the horse-faced old ghost still needs to devote 30% of his mind to suppress Jiang Chen's soul and will in his body. It was because it was careless just now that it allowed Jiang Chen to break free for a moment. This time it will never make the same mistake again.
Following the movements of its hands, everyone's eyes were focused on the mouth of the leather bag.
Jiang Chen has also been waiting for this opportunity.
The horse-faced old ghost thought that as long as he didn't lose his composure, he could completely suppress Jiang Chen. In fact, he was totally wrong.
It doesn't know that the soul of the owner of the body it possesses has reached the fourth level of "psychic"!
Although he has not been taught by a famous teacher and has never learned the method of "expelling spirits", Jiang Chen has not been idle during the period of being possessed. He has been trying various methods and has figured out some tricks.
Speaking of which, I have to thank this ghost. It was precisely because of its oppression that Jiang Chen could find a way to resist and get a moment of opportunity to struggle.
There is only a moment of opportunity!
——That is now!
Jiang Chen flicked his wrist, and the leather bags on his hands and feet drew a graceful arc. The black dog blood that was originally splashed at Lin Xi suddenly deviated from its direction and sprayed into the sky instead, and then fell down like raindrops.
Lin Xi, Jiang Chen, Chi Yang, and Song Qi standing at the edge of the pavilion were all covered by the blood rain.
They react at the same moment.
Lin Xi waved her sleeves, and a hazy silver halo appeared on the sleeves, just like when she faced the crow talisman and Buddhist beads twice before, facing the rain of blood.
However, to her surprise, this time, the tried-and-true method failed!
Those few drops of black dog blood penetrated the silver halo and stained the sleeves. It was like boiling water dripping on the wax block, and white smoke rose up.
The horse-faced old ghost cursed: "Damn it!" He tried to run with all his strength, but unexpectedly tripped over his other leg and fell to the ground.
——Jiang Chen stretched out his left leg as early as the black dog's blood was spilled, preparing to fall.
He tripped over himself again.
A few drops of blood rained down on "it", burning it instantly, and black smoke rose up from the contact area, making "it" even more unable to get up, rolling on the ground and wailing.
