049. Protecting one's shortcomings
The talisman on the window trembled, and a dark hand reached in from outside, fiddling with the talisman that was tied with red thread and folded into a triangle again and again.
Every time it touched it, there was a sound of the water at the bottom of the pot being boiled dry, but it still touched it again and again, trying to pull the talisman off.
The talisman for warding off evil spirits was indeed gradually being infected by the evil spirit.
Qingling was certain that this ghost was related to the cold gaze in the daytime, but what was strange was that he didn't notice any evil energy at that time. How could a ghost come to his door in the middle of the night? So he stared at the dark palm for a long time, but didn't throw the Fighting Talisman in his hand.
The talisman was powerful, but Qingling, who drew the talisman, had nothing but natural talent. Under the hand's persistent fiddling with the talisman, most of it had been eroded by the black energy. The window was also half opened, and Qingling could clearly see the face of the person outside.
The thing was completely black, and it was hard to tell whether it was male or female. It had no hair and was covered in some strange scarlet spells. Its eyes were cloudy gray, and half of its body was struggling to get into the house.
What is this? Qingling was puzzled. He thought it must be a ghost, but it looked very strange.
Soon, the other hand of this thing stretched out, with handcuffs on that wrist and a phantom chain under the handcuffs. The moment he saw it, Qingling instinctively felt that the chain was very evil, with a high talent and strong six senses. However, Qingling realized the danger in a moment and immediately threw out the Dousha Talisman in his hand.
"I look up to the heaven and earth, and I look down to the golden palace. The nine heavens and five mountains are in my palm. The three yuan and eight festivals are all contained in one breath. I fight on the Tiantai platform, and all the evil spirits are wiped out!"
This is one of the few spells that Qingling has learned to kill evil spirits. It is said that the spell book also copied it from an ancient volume, but the original has been lost. However, this spell is extremely powerful and can destroy souls and kill ghosts, so it must be used with caution.
The moment the Fighting Evil Talisman touched Guisui, it turned into a bright golden light that branded the other's forehead. As Qingling chanted the spell, the golden light of the talisman became brighter, and Guisui was burned so much that he suddenly let out a hissing scream, but he still did not give up trying to get into the house. Even though the negative energy on his body was quickly burned away, he tried his best to grab the Talisman and leaned inside. Then he swung the hand with the iron chain, and the black chain wrapped around Qingling.
Qingling's wrist was entangled by the chain, and he was bewitched and lost consciousness for a moment, but he soon came to his senses because golden light was shining on his body. Those were several evil-repelling talismans hidden in his sleeves. People who value their lives act prudently. Qingling sneered, how could he just stay in the house and ignore himself.
Then the chains wrapped around his hands became even more illusory.
But there's something strange about the chain.
Qing Ling almost couldn't help but say his own name just now. He guessed that this was probably the condition that this ghost had to meet to kill people. This was much more cruel than the tragic death of Qiao Lian in the Qing family. It could kill people without them even saying their names.
In a flash, Qing Ling had an idea. He raised his hand and put the dragon pendant on the chain. He opened his mouth and said, "Shang Changheng!"
Don't you want a name?
I'll give you one and see if you have the courage to deal with him.
Shang Changheng of Huanlong Perry:?
After hearing the name, the other party seemed to react for a moment, perhaps to confirm whether it was a person's name, and then dragged his body that was about to disappear and suddenly became excited. His originally expressionless face showed a hideous resentment, and he screamed hoarsely: "Shang Changheng!"
"Shang Changheng!"
On the other side, the man sitting cross-legged in front of the altar sneered.
As expected, he had some skills. He had spent a lot of effort to refine this ghost slave, and he was reluctant to summon it to work on weekdays. He was even unable to seduce the soul of the young man who was full of yin energy and looked like he would not live long. He was even almost wiped out by the other party's yin energy.
Although the ghost slave was severely injured, at least he was not dead. Moreover, the new prey was more precious. He lit the scarlet incense seal with the word "slave" in front of him, and then pinched the seal with his hands and called out: "Shang Changheng!"
Shang Changheng was so angry that he laughed.
Qing Ling was completely clueless and was only focused on killing the exhausted little ghost, not realizing that someone had called Shang Changheng's soul.
Shang Changheng in the Huanlong Pendant was already full of resentment and depressed, but he couldn't strangle Qingling to death, so he had no place to vent his resentment. Naturally, he wouldn't be polite when this fool offended him.
Just call me.
Here it comes.
Shang Changheng, who was in the dragon-ring pendant, pulled himself away. As he walked toward the window, he tore the chain apart and slapped the little ghost to death.
Qing Ling looked at the clean half-open window, stunned for a moment, then took two steps forward and leaned against the window to look out, but he could no longer see Shang Changheng.
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On the altar, the incense sticks were burned out very quickly. The person performing the ritual opened his eyes wide in disbelief. He was naturally aware of the other party's resistance. Although it was unexpected, it was not to the point where he would retreat. In just an instant, the ghost slave disappeared into thin air. He did not expect this.
"What's going on?" He looked out the window suddenly. He felt a cold murderous aura approaching rapidly.
Even the woman sitting on the stool stood up in shock. She was so panicked that she didn't even call him Senior Brother. She asked directly: "Ma Shou, what did you do? Something is coming!"
Ma Shou also had a confused look on his face. What did he do? I just saw a very rare medicine and wanted to bring the soul here first, and then take the body away after the person died. Who would have thought that it seemed like... I did bring a soul here, but why did it smell like a ghost?
The doors and windows clanged at this moment, and thick fog seeped in from the tightly closed windows. Ma Shou's face changed drastically, "Xu Yun! What are you still standing there for?! This thing is already here!"
Xu Yun's face was pale and covered in cold sweat, and Ma Shou was not much better.
They had never felt such a strong evil spirit, it was like an endless ocean, and the other party seemed to be in a bad mood. The intensity of the murderous intent shocked them.
But the two of them could no longer run away, as gray fog had also seeped in from the doorway. Xu Yun immediately sat on the other side of the altar and once again lit the "Shield" incense seal placed next to him. It was a pure white incense seal, and the moment it was lit, a white glow like waves appeared around the two of them.
tread.
tread.
Footsteps sounded one after another.
Step by step, neither slow nor long.
The two brothers and sisters looked stiffly towards the door. A tall figure slowly walked out of the thick fog. The man stood with his hands behind his back, with a sinister look and eyes full of coldness and resentment.
"You asked me to come?" Shang Changheng looked at Ma Shou, whose face was already covered with cold sweat, and spoke in a sinister tone.
Ma Shou was confused. He couldn't even tell whether the person in front of him was a human or a ghost. If he was a human, then he was indeed a soul with evil spirit. If he was a ghost, then Ma Shou had never seen a ghost that could retain rationality like a human.
What’s more…
What he saw during the day was a thin, gentle and frail young man!
How did you summon a fierce ghost? ?
“I…I…” Ma Shou’s hands were shaking as he was making the hand seals.
Shang Changheng sneered. He had called so hastily just now, but now he was not happy about it when it really came.
He looked at the white light surrounding the two people, and a pitch-black long sword appeared in his hand. He raised the sword and chopped it down. The incense seal was burned out in an instant and was completely extinguished.
Both of them shuddered and vomited blood.
Xu Yun wiped the blood from his lips and gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, there must be a misunderstanding. I didn't mean to offend you today!"
"Misunderstanding?" Shang Changheng snapped his fingers, and the long sword in his hand dissipated and turned into a high seat piled with pitch-black heads. He sat on it calmly, supporting his face with one hand, "What misunderstanding? You called my name and summoned my soul. The cause and effect between you and me is determined."
He did not kill anyone immediately. Xu Yun and Ma Shou looked at each other and saw some hope. They immediately knelt down straight.
At this point, how could Ma Shou not know that this evil spirit had a strong connection with the great medicine from the day? With cold sweat dripping down his head, he said, "It was my fault. I thought... that was an ownerless medicine. Since, since it belongs to you, I naturally dare not covet it anymore. I beg you to spare my life!"
Xu Yun was even more anxious to distance himself from the matter, "This matter has nothing to do with me, senior, please understand!"
The cause and effect had been established, and Shang Changheng knew it all in his heart. Qingling, that ungrateful little guy, would ask for help when he was needed, but would avoid him like the plague when he wasn't. But compared to this, the fact that this sharp-faced bastard in front of him was coveting him made Shang Changheng even more furious.
He smiled coldly and said, "Okay."
Before Ma Shou could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a cold voice: "I can spare your life, but you made a scene tonight and frightened my wife. This matter cannot be let go like this."
My wife.
Ma Shou thought that it was a powerful medicine raised by evil spirits, which might be used to take over other people's bodies, but he didn't expect that they had such a relationship. However, he had no time to care about so many things at the moment. He gritted his teeth, lowered his head and said, "Senior... I have already killed a ghost slave, what else do you want?"
"You can destroy yourself but keep your life." Shang Changheng said calmly.
But Ma Shou suddenly trembled like a sieve, his teeth chattering. Just as he was about to beg for mercy, Shang Changheng raised his hand and grabbed him by the neck in mid-air. When his struggles gradually weakened, he suddenly let go and let him fall to the ground with a dull sound.
"If you can't do it, you can ask someone else to do it for you." Shang Changheng pretended to be merciful and looked at Xu Yun who didn't even dare to utter a word. "If you do it, then let's forget about tonight's incident."
Xu Yun, who had lowered his head, suddenly raised his face and asked, "Senior, are you serious?"
"Of course." Shang Changheng's smile was full of malice. "There is no cause and effect between you and me, but it is unreasonable for evil spirits to kill people. Today, considering that my wife is safe, I will only kill one of you. The sooner you act, the sooner this cause and effect can be resolved."
Although Xu Yun was horrified, she couldn't help but smile. She stood up and looked down at Ma Shou, who hadn't recovered yet, and said with a sinister smile: "Brother, who told you to cause trouble everywhere? Junior sister has no choice but to offend you."
Ma Shou had not yet caught his breath and was unable to speak. He stared in fear and anger as he watched Xu Yun take out a dagger and approach him.
The dagger pierced through his flesh, and as he screamed in pain, it severed the tendons of his hands and feet one by one. The last blade pierced his dantian, completely destroying his cultivation.
Blood splattered on Xu Yun's face. She smiled twistedly and complacently. When she looked up again, the evil ghost had gone away.
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