Chapter 107 I can tell at a glance that you are not human

Speaking of traditional methods of exorcising ghosts, those were labeled as feudal superstitions after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Wuxie remembered that Zhang Moyu once handed him a kind of yellow talisman paper, which seemed to be able to ward off ghosts or something.

Later it was proved that the talisman paper was indeed useful.

After forcing back a female puppet that was frightened to its knees by the young man, it turned into ashes on the spot.

He couldn't handle something like talisman paper, which obviously required high technical skills, but it was still easy for him to make a peach wood sword and get some black dog blood.

There is a big peach tree on the mountain next to Wushanju. It is estimated that it is hundreds of years old. When he has time after going out, he will go there in the dark and cut down the part he sees when no one is paying attention. It is 100% pure peach wood!

Black dog blood is easier to get. Their family made their fortune by raising dogs. Apart from anything else, the two big black wolfhounds with shiny black fur guarding the old house are absolutely pureblood, and the effect is definitely great.

At that time, I will add some boy’s urine... Well, I don’t know if masturbation can be considered as draining the vital energy.

Wu Xie thought about the future when he would hold a peach wood sword in his left hand, black dog blood in his right hand, and in the middle...

Ahem! The ultimate weapon in the middle can only be used when no one is around, he still has to save face.

The dreamers are still daydreaming, while the action-oriented people have already started seeking advice from the big guys.

"Master Mo, can this salt solve these things? I wonder if garlic would be of any use. What about silver? Foreign things won't work. Are those peach wood swords, black dog blood, and other things useful against ghosts and monsters?"

Fatty Wang obviously had the same idea as Wuxie, and looked at Zhang Moyu with anticipation.

"Salt is only effective against this kind of thing. As for ordinary evil spirits... peach wood and black dog blood are somewhat effective, but they can only injure them, not kill them."

Zhang Moyu didn't understand what he was talking about, the garlic and silver. He couldn't imagine how these two things could have anything to do with ghosts.

Wouldn't it be better to have a garlic-smoked ghost and then a money-making ghost?

Things related to life and death, what a joke!

Wuxie and Fatty Wang nodded simultaneously, and the equipment they would use when going to the tomb would be increased by two.

"What on earth are these things that can turn living things into gold?"

Hei Xia Zi was a little wary of the strangeness of the gold. Seeing that those who had touched the gold before were in a bad mood, he didn't know the triggering mechanism of this thing. If he accidentally touched it someday, would he be affected too?

And since salt can deal with it, then if we cover it with salt, smoke it with oil, and fry it, or soak it in salt water for ten or twenty years, will it turn into ordinary gold?

When it comes to money, Hei Xia Zi has always been quick-witted and has unique ideas.

"It's a strange thing that shouldn't exist in this world. I originally thought it was the same thing I remembered, but after just coming into contact with it, I made some unexpected discoveries."

The Black Qilin can sense the state of an object through touch, including its breath and composition.

Although he felt the same weird curse power as in the horror world when he touched it just now, he keenly discovered that the essence of these things was not weird, but a kind of living organism that was constantly reborn from death and was active to the point of being a little weird.

This kind of aura was not unfamiliar. He had felt it on Jie Laoyang not long ago.

Zhang Moyu cast his gaze towards Jie Laoyang, who had remained silent, and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

He finally caught the little tail, and he said that this thing doesn't look like a human!

The others followed his gaze and saw Lao Yang, who was a little timid but pretending to be calm.

The two Xie guys who were closer to Xie Laoyang were obviously smart. They moved to another position without making any noise, and there was a tendency for them to surround Laoyang.

"You...you guys, why are you looking at me?"

Jie Laoyang felt a little uneasy at the unfriendly looks from the people around him. He glanced at both sides and found that the way he could escape was blocked. He felt very disappointed.

"You're not human, are you?"

Zhang Moyu's voice was light, but it sounded very heavy to Lao Yang's ears.

"You must be joking. I'm... of course a human."

Jie Laoyang's heart sank completely, and he felt that he might not be the "himself" in his memory, but in order to see his mother for the last time, he still wanted to make a final dying struggle.

I would rather die than admit it. I'm just betting that Zhang Moyu has no evidence and this is just a lie!

"I checked the information before coming here. Your mother died a long time ago. Why did you tell Wuxie that you wanted 500,000 yuan to save your mother?

"Tell me! What is your purpose? Are you here for Wuxie or for me?"

Seeing that Zhang Moyu was starting to get angry with Lao Yang, Xie Yuchen also took the opportunity to question him.

Hearing the words he least wanted to hear, Jie Laoyang's face instantly turned gloomy. He glanced at Wuxie and saw that he looked normal, even with a look of watching a show. He immediately understood that Wuxie had known about his mother for a long time.

The reason why I didn't say anything along the way was that I wanted to see what my purpose was.

So his plan failed from the very beginning...

There was sadness in Lao Yang's eyes, and with it came resentment for not being able to get what he wanted.

Why... He just wanted to see his mother one last time, why didn't you cooperate at all...

Since I am not having a good time, you can't have an easy time either!

Lao Yang was furious and with a gloomy look in his eyes, he imagined a powerful and violent guardian beast for the bronze tree. He wanted to make sure that these people would never return!

Zhang Moyu felt a strange fluctuation emanating from him, vaguely aware of something, and his eyes fixed.

"Knock him out."

The two Xie guys closest to Lao Yang subconsciously attacked together, but both of their hands passed through Lao Yang's body, and Lao Yang's body quickly became transparent.

At the last moment of his disappearance, he did not say any last words, leaving only a pair of resentful eyes in everyone's memory.

"Oh my god! He's really not a human being. Wuxie, you have quite a wide circle of friends."

Fatty Wang saw how things were developing, muttered something under his breath, touched Wuxie's arm, and expressed his admiration for him.

"Of course it's widespread. Otherwise, how could someone like you be my friend?"

Wuxie, who has been hurt a lot by Hei Xia Zi in the past two days, has obviously evolved. Specifically, his language has become more aggressive, and he has developed a new skill: open ridicule and sarcasm.

Fatty Wang was caught off guard when he was retorted, but he didn't say much in a good mood. He just patted Wuxie's shoulders twice with his big hands, acting like a good brother.

After being slapped so hard that Wuxie gasped in pain, he quickly jumped away and ran to Zhang Moyu, offering to be his supporting actor.

"Master Mo, what's going on? Tell us how you, with your wisdom and intelligence, could tell at a glance that he wasn't human!"