Kill the evil spirits
The night wind was blowing, the gloomy energy was surging on the rooftop, and even the air was bitingly cold.
"You want to be a ghost hero, but I won't let you!" Yi Ning recalled the Soul-Catching Rope and twisted it with his palm, causing the chain to emit a low metallic hum. "Sisters and brothers, this is it! It's the one that ate twenty-four souls! It's very cunning, so be careful around you and don't let it escape."
"So the resentful ghost who topped the list this morning was you. I'll catch you and deep-fry you in high temperature." One of the Black Impermanence with a long scar on his face swung out a soul-catching rope and rushed straight towards him.
Chen Yiming raised his hands and the Five Thunder Technique exploded, shattering the attacking Soul-Catching Rope and emitting lightning.
Another short Bai Wuchang turned around and complained to Xie Ling, "Target girl, this damn Taoist priest is so difficult to deal with."
Xie Ling's face also bore some marks left by the thunderbolt. Holding a mourning stick, she approached Chen Yiming step by step. "We need to work together to knock it out of that mortal. We're really passive right now."
Eleven ghost messengers approached him with mourning sticks in their hands. Chen Yiming's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the Taoist Xiahou hiding in his body was a little scared.
I shouldn't speak carelessly just for the sake of momentary pleasure. What should I do? If I leave the protection of this mortal body, I will never be able to escape the clutches of these Black and White Impermanence.
It controlled Chen Yiming to bite his fingers and drew talismans all over his clothes and arms. Combined with his hideous face, he looked like a demon that had escaped from purgatory after being fried.
Fan Yu was so disgusted that he couldn't help but complain: "Ningning, can you give it some yellow talisman paper? The drawings are so disgusting."
Yi Ning also grimaced, looking at him with disgust: "You are so unhygienic. Here, here, don't write on me, brother. I'm going to poop out the food I ate the night before."
She raised her hand and took out two blank yellow talisman papers from her sleeve pocket, raised her wrist as if to hand them to him.
Fan Yu gave Xie Ling, who was getting closer and closer to Chen Yiming, a look, and continued to join Yi Ning in slandering him.
Xie Ling clenched his mourning stick and thrust forward, but he dodged it. "Do you have eyes behind your back?"
"Tsk!" Chen Yiming was so angry with them that he swung his fist at them. "You ignorant, stinking ghost messengers, I will destroy you all."
Yi Ning pulled Fan Yu by the collar and backed away. "There's a curse written on his body, everyone be careful!"
"This is a defensive monster!" Fan Yu used the mourning stick to deflect his fist and jumped back onto the pole above Wu Siqi's head.
The yin energy here is so thick that ordinary people without the ability to see ghosts can see ghosts. Wu Siqi half-supported her body to watch the fight between gods. It was the first time she saw Yi Ning dressed in the clothes of a ghost catcher.
This guy usually dresses in fancy clothes like a doll, but he looks quite handsome in this black outfit.
Chen Yiming's fists were extremely fast and she was able to dodge them nimbly. In an instant, several ghost officials were hit by his fists and fell to the ground unconscious.
Having recovered some of her strength, Wu Siqi straightened herself up and thought about how she could help them. She observed the controlled Chen Yiming, who was covered in blood. When his fists hit the gray-white sticks, the strange runes on his body emitted golden light.
She realized that it was the runes that were hurting her. With an idea in her mind, she stood up shakily. Although her wounds had healed, her body was covered with bruises from broken bones. The slightest movement would make her scalp numb with pain.
Everyone was busy fighting and no one noticed her. Wu Siqi quietly walked to the fire hydrant on the rooftop, pulled out the convenient faucet according to the instructions inside, and turned the rusty switch. It took her a lot of effort to turn it half a circle.
"Why is there no water?" Wu Siqi held the connection between the water pipe and the faucet, gritted his teeth and twisted it half a turn, unable to hold back his anger and cursed: "This life-saving thing is cut corners?"
She kicked the red water pipe under the fire hydrant.
It seemed that the kick loosened the rust in the water pipe. With a few rumbling sounds, iron-colored rusty water gushed out of the pipe. It took a while for the rusty water to flow out.
She picked up the pressure gun, pulled the wrench to the maximum, and rushed towards Chen Yiming.
Chen Yiming raised his hand to block it, but the high-pressure water gun washed away the bloodstains on his hand. Yi Ning clapped excitedly, "Xiao Wu is so smart! Sisters, let's knock it out now!"
Six mourning sticks fell at the same time, hitting Chen Yiming on the back. After a muffled groan, he rolled his eyes and fainted.
A high-pressure water jet rushed towards his head. Wu Siqi felt sorry for the worker's poor sparse hair and quickly turned off the water. She proudly threw away the fire hose and used water breathing. Physical damage was king these days.
A black aura emanated from the fallen Chen Yiming, and a blurry shadow crawled out from him.
"Lai Siyuan! You're ruining my plans again!"
The thing that crawled out had an ugly face, its skin was charred, its hands were like dead branches, and the momentum that burst out from its body knocked Wu Siqi to the ground.
Yi Ning stood in front of Wu Siqi, helping her to diffuse the resentment that was coming towards her, and taunted her, "The coward has finally decided to come out."
"Oh, little cat demon, what great opportunity did you get to become an immortal before your master? It's a pity that you only became a small ghost immortal." The thing stood up straight, looked around at the Black and White Impermanence who surrounded it, and smiled viciously.
"I was only one step away from becoming an immortal, but I didn't expect that a bunch of nameless people like you would ruin my plans."
Fan Yu threw the soul-snatching rope at him: "You, you still dream of becoming an immortal?"
Six soul-binding ropes bound him tightly. A sly glint flashed in Taoist Xiahou's gray-black eyes, and he smiled wickedly, "Why not?"
Xie Ling tightened the Soul-Catching Rope and frowned, "It has already become a half-evil immortal with human lives. The Soul-Catching Rope can only bind it temporarily. Hen Neng, quickly use the Soul-Calming Bell to capture it."
"Here it comes!" Yi Ning activated the small black bell hanging on her chest. The small bell expanded instantly, and the whole body was covered with tattoos of ferocious and strange beasts. The statue moved under the control of her magical power.
Taoist Xiahou saw her take out the treasure of the underworld and shouted, "It's too late!" He retracted the black smoke into his body and suddenly exploded.
All six soul-catching ropes were broken. The soul-catching ropes were the lifeblood of the ghost messenger. Being directly destroyed like this, the several immortals suffered internal injuries of varying degrees.
Taoist Xiahou flashed out of the range of the Soul-Suppressing Bell and taunted back, "You little ghost immortals who have cultivated for hundreds of years are not strong enough to fight me."
The Black Impermanence with a long scar on his face is the most senior ghost here. His surname is Zhong, and he is also a descendant of Zhong Kui. He was the least injured and was the first to get up.
Old Zhong took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they were filled with golden light: "I underestimated you."
He put his hands together and made a few magic seals, and a blood-red sword condensed from his palms.
"Demon-slaying sword?"
A solemn expression finally appeared on Taoist Xiahou's face, but he still pretended to be relaxed: "I'm so happy to meet the descendant of Zhong Kui. I take back what I said before. You, little cat demon, really think highly of me."
Lao Zhong raised his demon-slaying sword and went up to chop him. Taoist Xiahou had to burn his own semi-immortal body to barely resist. Gradually, the black smoke around him began to fade, and his ugly true form began to reveal itself.
After several rounds, the true form of this cunning and resentful demon, Taoist Xiahou, was finally revealed. Fan Yu shouted, "Its protective spiritual energy has been depleted! Quick! Let's tie it up!"
Yi Ning and his companions swung out the soul-catching rope again and attacked Taoist Xiahou. It reacted quickly and did not spare any strength. It directly used the Five Thunder Curse to blast away the old bell in front of it along with the soul-catching rope.
Lao Zhong flew straight towards Wu Siqi, and she rolled and crawled to avoid him. He rolled on the ground for several times before stopping. He completely fainted, and the demon-slaying sword fell to the ground with a thud.
The semi-immortal power that Taoist Xiahou condensed from eating the child was about to run out, and it was completely panicked. It didn't want to be caught and taken back to the underworld again, to be fried, dried, and then fried again, which would be a life worse than death.
His dark eyes first glanced at the four or five ghost messengers in front of him who were ready to strike, then turned to stare at Wu Siqi - if he could eat her soul and take away her opportunity, he might be able to truly become an immortal, and then he wouldn't have to hide all his life.
It used all its strength to destroy the Soul-Hooking Rope again. The five people, including Yi Ning, were injured even more and fell to their knees in exhaustion.
Yi Ning watched him rush towards Wu Siqi, and was so anxious that he didn't care about his own life or death, and quickly got up.
Wu Siqi looked at the monster rushing towards him and cursed inwardly: Why do you pick on the weak?
Her legs had no strength left, and she struggled to back away with her hands supporting herself on the ground. Seeing the monster getting closer and closer, she backed away in such haste that she accidentally bumped into the demon-slaying sword. The sharp blade scratched the back of her hand, and the pain made her lose consciousness.
"Xiao Wu! You damn thing, stay away from her!"
Yi Ning ignored his own physical condition, and used the power of the demon fairy to drive the Soul-Suppressing Bell again. The huge Soul-Suppressing Bell crashed forward rapidly.
The Soul-Calming Bell covered the entire rooftop. Taoist Xiahou knew that he had no way out, so he raised his hand and went straight for Wu Siqi's heart. If he ate her soul, there would be a glimmer of hope!
Wu Siqi gritted his teeth and said, "I have never offended anyone in this life. I am enthusiastic about public welfare and protect the environment. Why should I pay back the debt I owed in my previous life?"
Seeing that the withered hand was about to pierce his chest, Wu Siqi didn't know where he got the strength from. He picked up the demon-slaying sword beside him and stabbed forward with his eyes closed.
The pain did not come as expected. Wu Siqi opened his eyes, and the Ghost-Slaying Sword pierced through the resentful ghost in front of him. The dry hand that could pierce through him dropped down weakly.
Blue flames began to spread from the spot where the Demon-Slaying Sword had pierced through, burning Taoist Xiahou and causing him to scream in agony. "Why are you so lucky! Lai Siyuan! I curse you to be reincarnated as an animal in your next life! Damn it!! Ah!"
Yi Ning was no longer able to support the Soul-Calming Bell. The huge bell that blocked out the sunlight suddenly disappeared and turned back into a small bell ornament that fell to the concrete floor of the rooftop with a click.
Taoist Xiahou's body dissipated amid its curses, turning into stars and merging into the night sky.
Wu Siqi threw the heavy demon-slaying sword aside. She lay down with her head tilted back, panting heavily, and touched her chest with lingering fear, feeling her own heartbeat.
Yi Nian ran over crying and knelt down in front of her, "Xiao Wu! I was scared to death. I'm so glad that you're okay!" She lay on Wu Siqi's chest and broke down crying.
"I'm not dead, don't cry like I'm dead." Wu Siqi said weakly, touching her back.
Fan Yu didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not, she sat down to rest. The broken soul-catching rope had seriously damaged her strength. Her almond-shaped eyes were fixed on the crying kitten in the distance and Wu Siqi who had escaped death.
She looked up at the sky and saw that it was already past the hour of Xu. She took out the flower album belonging to Wu Siqi from her sleeve pocket, but the name on it had disappeared.
Those phoenix eyes looked up at Wu Siqi. Xie Ling sat down next to her. Seeing that she looked unhappy, he laughed at her, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy that your merits were taken away by a mortal?"
Fan Yu shook his head, frowned, and raised his hand to burn the nameless flower album. "Don't you think it's strange? Everything is too coincidental. It's like an invisible hand secretly manipulated everything."
Xie Ling was puzzled and asked, "What's so strange?"
Fan Yu stared at Wu Siqi, "Do you still remember the conditions for a mortal to become an immortal?"
Xie Ling followed her gaze and looked at Wu Siqi, thinking about what Fan Yu had just said.
After a moment, her eyes widened, "You mean!"
Fan Yu said "hmm".
Xie Ling said in a deep voice: "Destined to be alone, he experienced three disasters, killed the evil spirits, and was resurrected from the dead."
"And this resentful spirit was born because of her and died because of her."
"I hope I'm overthinking it, otherwise Lai Siyuan is really too capable." After saying that, Fan Yu stood up to help other colleagues.
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