Chapter 10 I'm going to kill you, say thank you now
Duan Anluo tied the female ghost's neck with a whip, lifted her up and threw her to the ground.
At the same time, countless spikes formed from spiritual energy sprouted from the ground, each twenty centimeters long. Unable to break free, the female ghost was crushed against the spikes, the spiritual energy piercing her body and sending the pain piercing her soul.
With a scream, the evil spirit from the female ghost dissipated, was absorbed by the whip and passed into Duan Anluo's hands.
Before the female ghost could recover from the attack, Duan Anluo picked her up again and threw her to the ground again.
The female ghost screamed, and the remaining spiritual energy in her body corroded her like sulfuric acid.
She attacked with her evil spirit, but it was like hitting cotton. After the force disappeared, she didn't know where the evil spirit went and she couldn't take it back.
The female ghost regained her sanity and realized that she had met a tough opponent. This person was much more powerful than the Taoist priest who suppressed her.
She wanted to escape, but a loud thunder struck the door. The female ghost screamed again, and black smoke came out of her body.
She stepped back in horror, and as soon as her feet touched the ground, purple lightning struck her head.
She tried to hide, but the whip came again.
There were screams coming from inside the cage.
The person who did all this was sitting on the armchair, lazily watching her as she had nowhere to escape, one hand resting on her chin, his eyes as gentle as if he was watching a play.
devil!
This guy is definitely a devil!
Jiang Yuan didn't dare to look anymore. It was too miserable. It was the first time he saw such a miserable ghost. Its skin was torn and flesh was exposed. Black smoke was coming out of its body. It didn't look like a human at all.
Looking at Duan Anluo with a gentle expression, Jiang Yuan shook his head violently. He must never make his master angry in the future!
When the ghost's aura had almost dissipated, Duan Anluo asked again, "Do you confess?"
The ghost's eyes were no longer red, and she no longer shouted that she wanted to kill people. The evil spirit in her body was almost unable to maintain her human form. "I plead guilty, stop hitting me!"
Duan Anluo was satisfied and said to Jiang Yuan, "After a beating, he admitted his guilt. From now on, if anyone dares to be stubborn, you can beat him up."
Jiang Yuan took out a small notebook and wrote it down.
The learning attitude is very professional, and it doesn’t matter whether you have the ability or not.
The ghost girl lay on the ground, panting, not daring to look Duan Anluo in the eye. When did she become intelligent? She couldn't remember.
It might have been when the unfortunate woman made her wish, or it might have been earlier.
Anyway, what it absorbs is human suffering, complaints about the unfairness of fate, and prayers for its protection.
She only remembers hatred and resentment and only wants to kill people.
She regretted that she had killed too few people, which was why she was so weak. If she had killed more people and absorbed their dying energy, she wouldn't have ended up like this today.
Duan Anluo slowly stood up and interrupted her thoughts, "Have you said thank you?"
The female ghost was stunned. What?
Duan Anluo said to her in a good-tempered manner: "You should thank me for influencing you and saving you. Why are you so rude?"
What the hell!
The female ghost hated him so much, and all she could think of was: Thank you, damn it!
You bitch, you are so cruel and cunning. Be careful if you go out, you might get hit by a car and your dustpan will break into pieces so that you won’t be able to clean it up!
She told Duan Anluo all the dirty words the ghost had cursed her with when she was trying to steal her clothes: "I should thank you even if you beat me to death! I curse you to never be reborn in China in your next life!"
Duan Anluo narrowed his eyes, his face expressionless, and his tone became even gentler, "I'll let you go if you say so. We have to be polite ghosts."
The female ghost couldn't believe it. "You let me go? You are so cruel...are you really doing this?"
Duan Anluo took two steps forward, squatted beside her, and met her eyes. "I am a Buddhist. My Buddha is merciful and only saves, never kills. The evil spirit in you has dissipated. Remember, don't harm others again in the future."
His eyes were so sincere, and he exuded an immortal aura, looking like a sage.
The female ghost, with a strong desire to survive, knelt excitedly at Duan Anluo's feet, "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master, for saving my soul! I will never kill anyone again!"
No more killing!
If I become strong, I will kill you first!
Duan Anluo stood up with a smile, looking gentle and polite. Even the movement of lifting his leg was so graceful. Then he kicked the female ghost towards the Soul Devouring Banner. "Sorry, at this moment I have believed in Taoism again. I only kill, not save."
The female ghost was going crazy, "Fuck your mother!"
Duan Anluo watched her struggle under the Soul Devouring Banner and raised his hand to absorb her despair and negative emotions. "No wonder you want to torture the poor people. Despair really does smell good."
The female ghost was horrified to find out, "You are not human..."
Before she could finish her words, she was sucked into the Soul-Devouring Banner. All the evil energy disappeared, leaving only a brass lump, which fell down with a dull thud.
Duan Anluo slowly folded up his umbrella, and with his slender fingers, he pulled the rope hard, tightening it tightly. "You are not a human being, and none of your nine clans are human beings. I will let you curse me in your heart!"
He glanced at the small Buddha statue with disgust and said, "Yuan'er, you can handle it."
This thing has killed too many people, he doesn't want to touch it because he thinks it's dirty.
Duan Anluo yawned. After absorbing so much negative energy, his soul no longer hurt, and his whole body felt warm and comfortable. He felt sleepy and wanted to sleep.
As he walked towards the bedroom, he thought, he seemed to have forgotten something. What was it?
He felt that it was not a serious matter that could threaten anyone's life, so he simply stopped thinking about it and went to sleep.
A male ghost, over 1.8 meters tall, with a strong build and a righteous face, kept wandering around the door, leaving a trail of ghost footprints.
Jiang Yuan washed the sculpture clean and wiped the water off it with toilet paper, intending to keep it for exhibition later.
After sensing the presence outside, Jiang Yuan subconsciously picked up his peach wood sword, wondering who the hell was, running wild here? Didn't he see the master's powerful display of power, just killing someone?
When he went out and took a look, Jiang Yuan was stunned. Isn't this Han Zhen's brother-in-law?
He often went to and from school with Han Zhen and had met his elder brother-in-law a few times. The couple were eight years older than Han Zhen, so his elder brother-in-law treated Han Zhen like a child, sometimes picking him up from school and buying him candied haws.
Once I met Jiang Yuan and bought one for him.
Jiang Yuan remembers it very clearly because the candied haws were very sour.
Jiang Yuan put away his sword and asked politely, "Brother-in-law, would you like to come in and sit down?"
Li Zongzhi had heard from Han Zhen a long time ago that his friend was a Taoist priest with a Taoist certificate. Li Zongzhi didn't believe it before, but now it seems that Han Zhen was not bragging, and this kid really has that kind of ability.
He's as short as a red bean paste bun, but pretty impressive.
He praised Jiang Yuan sincerely: "I've heard Han Zhen praise you before, and now I've seen it for myself."
Jiang Yuan scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled foolishly. He was still far from it. His master called him a little waste.
"Brother-in-law, are you here to look for my master? He's tired now and has gone to sleep. He's not in good health and will get angry if he's woken up."
Li Zongzhi thought of the ghost's screams that he could hear from a long distance away, and subconsciously said, "No need to scream, I'll come back tomorrow."
Seeing how weak he looked, Jiang Yuan was afraid that he would be gone if he went back and would not be able to come tomorrow.
He politely invited Li Zongzhi in, quickly lit a stick of soul-solidifying incense, and told him to inhale more and not to be polite.
Seeing that his spirit had become more solid, Jiang Yuan thought that just letting him wait like this was not a solution. It was still early before dawn, so he suggested: "Why don't you go check on Han Zhen? He's asleep in the back."
Li Zongzhi hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I'll go see him."
A minute later, a scream rang out from the guest room: "Ghost!!!"
"Shh, don't scream, it's me!"
"I'm scared because I know it's you!"
"Keep your voice down! You're staying at someone else's house and yet you're being so noisy. How can you be so rude?"
Han Zhen was about to cry: "Why do you have to teach me a lesson even if you are a ghost?"
The eldest brother-in-law pinched his belly in disgust: "Why are you so fat? Go out and run five kilometers!"
"No, brother-in-law, you trained me when you were alive, and you will train me again when you die." Han Zhen wrapped himself tightly with the quilt. Why is he so miserable!
Li Zongzhi urged: "Hurry up, stop talking nonsense, I'll take you with me."
Jiang Yuan shrank his neck, fortunately he didn't have a brother-in-law.
The next day, when Duan Anluo got up to eat breakfast, he saw two human-shaped mushrooms squatting in the corner.
One is Han Zhen, who had been unable to sleep all night.
His dream of becoming the Dragon Aotian was shattered. He still couldn't get used to seeing ghosts. He was frightened into a trance by the screams of the evil ghosts, and was frightened into an unstable state by his brother-in-law. He was even pulled up by his brother-in-law to run. He was almost broken.
Another one is Li Zongzhi, who is afraid of light.
After inhaling the soul-solidifying incense at night, he felt a little more energetic. But when the sun shone on him during the day, he became completely listless. He hid under the dark altar, inhaling the incense lit by Jiang Yuan. He didn't even dare to stand up, for fear that he would fall apart if he did.
Duan Anluo then remembered what he had forgotten yesterday. He said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was too sleepy yesterday and kept you waiting all night."
Li Zongzhi has a strong sense of time: "It wasn't a whole night, just 6 hours and 17 minutes. Xiao Jiang lit incense for me, so I'm not tired."
Duan Anluo nodded, thinking that he was worthy of being a former soldier, as he waited to the minute.
He took down the umbrella hanging on the wall, opened it and said to him, "Go inside and hide for a while. I'll deal with your business after I finish my meal."
Han Zhen recognized the object in his hand. Wasn't it the Soul Devouring Banner? He had seen it made with his own eyes.
Han Zhen rushed over instantly, grabbed Duan Anluo's hand, and said excitedly: "Grandpa, my brother-in-law's crime does not deserve death! He didn't reincarnate because of my sister. Please don't take him in!"
Duan Anluo was amused. "I didn't take him in. I just let him in to nourish his soul. Don't worry, he ate a lot last night, and the energy he vomited can nourish his soul."
Han Zhen finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thought Duan Anluo was going to refine his brother-in-law.
After putting Li Zongzhi into the umbrella, Duan Anluo gestured to Han Zhen: "Take your sister over."
"What should I do if my sister sees my brother-in-law?"
"Just pick her up if I tell you to. Take her next door. This is a matter of karma between the two of them, and no one has the right to make the decision for them."
"I understand." Han Zhen grabbed a bun from the table, got on his scooter and went there.
At this moment, in the top-floor office of the Metaphysical Society's headquarters, next to the large mahogany desk, on an equally luxurious leather sofa, a young man was sleeping soundly.
He stood nearly 1.9 meters tall, his physique a masterpiece sculpted from years of practice and self-discipline. His shoulders were broad, his waist narrow, and his smooth muscle lines were clearly visible even in his deep, relaxed state.
The pair of long legs with excellent proportions were casually draped over the armrest of the sofa, looking as if they had nowhere to go.
What was even more surprising was that a giant white python, with a completely white body and as thick as a bucket, was coiled docilely in a huge circle, occupying the rest of the sofa, with its huge head resting against his legs.
One person and one pet, forming a strange and harmonious sleeping scene in this solemn office.
The person who pushed the door open was clearly accustomed to him sleeping here, and lowered his voice to a very low level. "President, the seal of the temple was destroyed by human hands. According to ancient records and previous long-term spiritual energy monitoring, the evil spirit in that evil creature has been exhausted. Even if it escaped by chance, it would not be able to recover the power of an A-level evil spirit in just a few days. I deduce that someone is behind this, and I have sent people to investigate. And this Duan Anluo, I can't tell which sect he belongs to, but in short, he is very powerful."
After listening to the report, the president tapped his fingertips on the table and said, "Got it. There's one more thing. Someone reported that there was an illegal transaction of mysterious objects at the East City Pier tonight. Go and check it out yourself. Be careful."
"Okay." The man took the order and passed by the sofa when he went out, and accidentally rubbed the corner of the clothes of the sleeping person.
The door closed silently. Si Cang slowly opened his eyes on the sofa, without any confusion from just waking up. "Send someone to follow him. Don't let him die."
The president asked with a hint of inquiry and subtle concern: "Is your luck...really gone?"
Si Cang sat up, and the white python took the initiative to crawl behind him and serve as a backrest for him.
"Not only is it gone, it's backfired and I'm getting more and more unlucky." A month ago, he was sleeping at home and was kicked in his dream. Since then, all his luck and merits have disappeared, and all kinds of bad luck have come one after another. Now, even others are unlucky when they meet him.
The president also became anxious, "If something happens to you, what will happen to the people of the world?"
Si Cang frowned in disgust, "To be alive is a blessing, to die is fate, what does it have to do with me?"
He picked up the warm celadon teacup on the table. As his fingertips touched the warm wall of the cup, there was a subtle but very clear crisp sound from the cup.
The teacup broke into two halves without warning, and the cup body fell to the ground, leaving only a C-shaped cup leg in Si Cang's hand.
The president was completely upset. What a sin! This was his new tea set, which cost him a quarter's bonus! If one of them was missing, it wouldn't be perfect! No, perfect!
"Go find a master right away! If he can't cure you, don't come back!"
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Draw 20 more red envelopes tomorrow, the system will automatically draw~
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