Cui's old servant threw away the brush in his hand and picked up Zhu'er's body again.
A black and yellow tiger evil surged up on the back of the poor child, covering the waves of the blood sea with a thin layer, just like a layer of hazy mist on the sea, making it difficult to see clearly.
Immediately, the old servant still turned Pearl's back upward, slowly raised it above his head, and moved towards the goby fish.
Just as he was painting for a moment, the figure of the strange fish in mid-air had become increasingly blurry, looking like a ball of black and yellow ink that was barely gathered together. Its spirit was still there, but its shape gradually dispersed.
Seeing this, Cui's old servant immediately prayed loudly: "Cui's son Zhu'er wishes to express her sincere words. I would like to sacrifice my body with my blood. I wish you mercy and have no resentment in life or death!"
I don't know whether his prayers had an effect or whether the tiger fish just couldn't find another way out. In short, after sensing the tiger evil and the sea of blood on Zhuer's back, the strange fish only hesitated for a moment and then made a fierce move. Plunged in.
Cui's old servant immediately retracted his arms and held Zhu'er back in front of him.
He withdrew the black and yellow evil energy covering the waves of the blood sea, and fixed his old eyes on the poor child's back.
I saw that the goby fish had submerged into Pearl's skin and dived into the blood-colored waves. Although its body was stagnant and motionless at the moment, its color was intense and lifelike, as if it had just been painted.
"It's done!"
The old servant of the Cui family raised two thick and colorful eyebrows, and he was very happy: "Even the most outstanding disciples of the Cui family may not be able to take the entire chigo fish spirit into their bodies, let alone such a big one. Ichigo, but this old man actually accomplished this! Hahaha!"
While laughing wildly, Qi Jingzhi secretly clenched his left fist and retracted the small bronze mirror. However, the sharp knife in his right hand was not sheathed, nor was the red ghost mask and silver armor on his body.
Speaking of which, Cui's old servants always seemed to have never seen Qi Jingzhi's ghost-faced silver armor. Every time they looked directly at the ferocious ghost face, they never showed any strange color. Instead, they paid much attention to the sharp knife with sharp ears that restrained the evil spirit of the tiger.
Either this person really has some knowledge and has seen similar things before, so he doesn't take it seriously at all, or he is just thinking about his own family affairs and doesn't care at all.
Qi Jingzhi looked at this old servant who showed his madness again and felt that this person was really unreasonable.
In his opinion, this so-called absorbing spirit into the body is not unusual. Many charlatans and magicians use this method. For example, the Wei family of the Golden Sword was changed by the red gold sword, and the unique golden energy in the sword was absorbed into the body. The body is warm and nourished, not to mention that last night Brother Shu Dashi just demonstrated what it means to "hide the sword with the heart and swallow the boat with the belly."
It's just that although this method can advance very quickly, and may even change your fate, the risk involved is undoubtedly great. If you are not careful, you will die miserably, and even harm the people close to you.
You can use Zhu'er's mortal body to absorb the spirit into your body, and why?
It should be noted that Zhu'er has no cultivation qualifications. It was only because of the aura blessing of the Demonic Boy that he was able to deceive the Chihu Fish Spirit for a while. What's more, now that the Demonic Boy has been swallowed by the small bronze mirror, Zhu'er's body may not last long. To die completely, Cui's old servant deliberately set up this trap, half deceiving and half coercing the tiger fish into it. What's the use?
What's more, in order to warm up the Red Gold Sword, the Wei family of Jin Dao had to become sword slaves. Geshu Dashi was also willing to take extraordinary risks, and his natural aptitude and temperament were extraordinary. Only in this way could he succeed in one fell swoop. But now Cui's family is willing to take risks. But there was only a dying body of Pearl.
Sure enough, Qi Jingzhi just had this idea in his mind, and the crudely made "Picture of Tiger Fish" on Zhuer's back suddenly changed.
After only a few breaths, the goby fish in the picture became restless and began to swim around in the sea of blood.
Pearl is still young, her back is not wide enough, and the sea of blood in the picture is even narrower and narrower. This three-foot-long goby fish cannot move freely, and it becomes more and more manic when it hits the wall everywhere. The blood-colored ink stains in the picture that have not yet dried are messed up.
The laughter of Cui's old servant stopped suddenly, and he immediately threw Zhu'er's body back on the desk, picked up the previous writing brush, and randomly dug into the incision of Zhu'er's back.
After dipping, he pointed at the goby fish.
At first, the tiger fish was not on guard, and the old servant was dotted with seven or eight bloody ink spots on its body.
These bloody ink spots were like nails, nailing it in place.
However, in just a few breaths, these blood nails quickly penetrated into Pearl's skin and merged into the sea of blood.
The goby fish was suddenly free, and it only swung its thin tail. In an instant, a series of blood nails were added to its body, and it had to freeze in place again.
Cui's old servant didn't even blink. He moved the brush in his hand like flying, tapping on the blood nails one after another without stopping.
Not long after, a large mass of blood appeared on Pearl's back. Many of the lines previously used to outline the sea of blood were no longer distinguishable, and the restraining effect of the blood nails was mostly weakened. ..
Every time the goby fish escapes from its trap, it has time to swim forward a little before being pinned for a few breaths in relatively clean waters.
It is also only willing to swim in sea areas where the lines are still there and there is no blood stain, and it disdains places covered by large groups of blood stains.
It seems that if this continues, the space that allows the Chigobi fish to move around will disappear.
By that time, I am afraid that this temporary "Picture of Chi Tiger Fish" will be destroyed and will no longer have any spiritual effect.
Perhaps as Cui's old servant said, the "Chigo Fish Picture" scroll thrown on the ground was not a great treasure, but obviously not everyone could draw it.
However, for some unknown reason, facing the situation where the success was about to fall short, Cui's old servant did not show the slightest trace of anxiety on his face, but became increasingly calm.
He suddenly handed the brush to his left hand and used the brush as a knife to stab the tiger fish hard, pinning it tightly. At the same time, he tore off his shirt with his right hand, revealing his skinny chest.
Immediately afterwards, he used his bloody index finger to outline water lines on his chest.
This time he was much more hasty than when he painted on Pearl's back before. The lines he drew were crooked and not even resembling the shape. They could only be regarded as freehand.
Qi Jingzhi's eyebrows furrowed as he saw this, and he really couldn't figure out what the other party was up to.
If Pearl, because she has the blood of the Cui family, can manage to temporarily deceive the goby and make it calm for a while, even if she has no cultivation qualifications, this old servant doesn't even have the blood of the Cui family.
The other party made it clear just now that the Cui family has its own way of suppressing it. No matter how diligently an outsider practices, they will never be recognized by such a huge Chihu fish spirit.
If he tried it on himself again and failed, it would be fine. If he could really absorb the spirit into his body, the resistance of the goby would only be more violent, so it would be better to wipe the neck directly.
"Huh? No!"
Qi Jingzhi's eyes stopped on the two colorful eyebrows of Cui's old servant, and he immediately became a little uncertain: "Although the incident happened suddenly tonight, this person and the Cui family's head have been planning for a long time, and everything they did before has been integrated. With a ring, every step has a deep meaning."
"He insisted on doing something to Zhu'er first, and then transferred the Chi Tiger Fish Spirit to himself. I'm afraid it was not without purpose. But listening to the other party's words, it seems that the ancestors of the Cui family have never taken such risks. , whether it can succeed or not is still unclear..."
While Cui's old servant was busy, he suddenly discovered that the ghost boy had quietly disappeared without a trace. It seemed that he had been easily disposed of by Qi Jingzhi in some unknown way. Even at this moment, the police officer was watching coldly with the sword in his hand. Zhang Lao's face immediately changed color slightly.
Therefore, the old servant kept busy with his work, but he still squeezed out a smile towards Qi Jingzhi, as if he had nothing to say, and said: "I heard my young master say today that Qi Jishi traveled thousands of miles to use the red gold sword. Returning the Wei family, such a righteous act is really admirable! The young master also said that Cui family should make good friends with a sincere gentleman like Qi Jishi!"
Qi Jingzhi immediately understood the intention of the other party's words and couldn't help but feel excited.
When this person went to the back garden of Baiyun Palace alone and warned him not to interfere with Cui's housework, he didn't say so kindly, and he didn't show any intention of making friends.
Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi immediately shook his head and smiled:
"I came here just to find the ghost boy to settle old grudges, and to see what he and the master behind him were planning. I don't care about the rest. What's more, sincerity, my father-in-law showed me many secrets of the Cui family. , that couldn’t be more honest. If what happens next is not convenient for outsiders to observe, Qi will leave immediately."
Unexpectedly, Cui's old servant shook his head and said in a sincere tone: "You can see Qi Jishi if you want. Cui is a dignified Saint Jiang Menting. He has always been upright and can tell others nothing, let alone hide it. Demon-Suppressing Academy!"
What the old servant said was very high-sounding. Either he thought Qi Jingzhi was a fool, or he didn't believe what Qi Jingzhi said. He was afraid that Qi Jingzhi would have a grudge because of the previous incident and ruined Cui's important affairs, so he had to deal with it a few times. sentence, trying to comfort him.
As soon as the old servant finished speaking, Pearl's back suddenly exploded on the desk, splattering with countless pieces of flesh and blood. Even the brush that nailed the goby fish was broken into several pieces.
For a moment, the scene in the study was so bloody and tragic that even Mrs. Cui, who had only one face exposed by the window, couldn't help but scream in surprise.
Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but glance at her. Just now, most of his attention was on the old servant and Zhu'er, but he didn't pay much attention to this woman. When he saw her face, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
He immediately became more cautious and made up his mind not to turn his back to the south window.
At this moment, the chili tiger fish spirit flew out from the messy desk and slowly swam in mid-air. It didn't look like it was manic and angry in the sea of blood. Instead, it looked around and around in confusion. Xiu Xiu seemed to be wondering where the "Chigo Fish Picture" had gone.
Qi Jingzhi's eyes were immediately attracted again, and while he dispersed the haze feather coat that was used to cover the flesh and blood, he thought to himself: "The memory of these Chihu fish spirits is really not very good."
In the past, every time the spirits in the paintings were attracted by the blood, they would have to fight again to determine the winner. And as long as they were a little far away from the painting, they would never find their way back. Otherwise, they would not be attracted. Cui's old servant planned this.
At the same time, in Qi Jingzhi's perception, the aura of this Chihu fish spirit seemed to be... gentler?
"Could it be said that...compared to the Wei clan's long-term efforts to cultivate the red gold sword energy, Cui's old servant wanted to use this more violent method to wear off the ferocious aura of the Chihu fish spirit in the shortest possible time? Because there is no talented person like Geshu Dashi in the clan, so we can only pay for it with our lives?"
"Is it possible that if you want to practice successfully in the six states of the East China Sea, you have to choose such a cruel method?"
"After paying such a high price, the Cui family master cannot let the final benefit fall on an old slave. The father-in-law in front of him is probably a loyal servant, so..."
Qi Jingzhi turned to look at the door leading to the inner room of the study. There was a commotion outside the door, but Cui Zitao was still sleeping soundly inside, without any movement.
Cui's old servant did not pay attention to the movements of the people around him, and did not even raise his eyes to stare at the Chihu Fish Spirit. Instead, he focused all his attention on the increasingly crude blood map on his chest, which was a few more than before. Very calm and unhurried demeanor.
A moment later, after he had written the title and signature of the picture crookedly with his backhand, he raised his head and looked at the chili fish spirit, which became restless again because its body was blurred and scattered again.
Cui's old servant stared at it for a while, and saw that the Chihu fish spirit had almost dispersed into a ball of thick ink. Then he kicked one foot on the ground, put his hands on the desk at the same time, and jumped up from the ground.
His two thick and thick lines are particularly eye-catching, swaying in the air, colorful and powerful.
As his body gradually grew taller, the old servant struggled to raise his chest, with loose and wrinkled skin and visible ribs, to face the Chigo Fish Spirit in mid-air.
Unsurprisingly, the Chihu Fish Spirit, who was once again desperate, did not even hesitate this time and immediately got into the waves of the sea of blood on his chest.
The old servant's body suddenly stiffened as if struck by lightning, and then he fell heavily.
He still didn't forget to land on one foot, but unfortunately he didn't have enough strength. When his knees bent and the soles of his feet slipped, his whole body fell backwards. If a strong arm hadn't supported his lower back, he would have fallen down. sit on the ground
superior.
Looking at this old man who had maintained the arrogant posture of his family in front of others earlier, and watching him step by step into the embarrassed and weak appearance he is now, Qi Jingzhi felt neither sympathy nor contempt in his heart, and just asked softly: "What's next? How to do it?"
"Hey, there is nothing to do except for the last step. It just depends on how long the old man can hold on. The longer I hold on, the more hope the young master will survive!"
Cui's old servant turned to look at the young man, shook his head gently, and then struggled to stand up.
He slowly turned his body, and when he was completely facing Qi Jing, he slowly took two steps back.
He stared hard at the young swordsman with a ghostly face and silver armor. The light in his old eyes was obviously weaker than before, and he said bitterly: "If I can't beat you, tonight's event is imminent, and there is no delay." , I have to gather people together to kill you!"
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi took off his red ghost mask and smiled casually at the old man in front of him: "If this were not the case, I would have died earlier."
Hearing this, the old servant also showed a faint smile on his face, and suddenly said: "I have wasted my time for decades, but now I know what a sincere gentleman is!"
After saying that, he slowly bent down and bowed deeply.
