I saw it, but there wasn't much of a fluctuation.
Compared to what I've seen before, what I see here is a small spectacle.
I've seen things even more terrifying than this.
Besides, my body is no longer young, and continuing to age would be more painful than death.
"Come on, Lao Dao, let's go take a look." I said and headed towards the incense table.
I want to see what this thing is.
"What about the ants?" Old Dao asked.
No matter what, he and the ants were old acquaintances, and Old Dao felt a little sorry for them that they had become like this.
"It's irrelevant." I glanced back at the corpse on the ground. In this courtyard, it was impossible to tell the real from the fake.
Perhaps what's on the ground isn't an ant, but something else entirely.
The most urgent task is to find the truth.
"Wait! Brother Chen, I remember! I've remembered some information about Xu Family Village!"
Old Knife screamed.
"Oh?" I looked at Lao Dao with great interest. For some reason, part of Lao Dao's memory was blocked.
I think I just remembered part of it.
"There's a legend in Xu Family Village called 'Seven Steps to Summon the Owl God.' That's half of the mantra. The other half should be 'Thunder Sword Slays Evil Spirits!'" Old Knife rubbed his head and squeezed out the sentence.
"You mean, I should cut this portrait?" I raised an eyebrow; this portrait didn't look like anything normal at all.
Thunder Sword, or my Thunder Strike Sword, I suppose it counts too.
The eagle owl was on my arm, and then I had to cut it off with my lightning sword?
I looked at it, and the eyes of my eagle owl tattoo started changing color again.
"No, Brother Chen, it's definitely not the severed portrait. Although the appearance of this thing is a bit abnormal, if Brother Chen cuts it off like this, there will inevitably be problems."
Old Dao shook his head, seriously considering my situation.
"At least, not the first choice!" Lao Dao added.
That reminded me.
If there truly are demons and evil spirits, there are probably more than one. This portrait is likely just a mirror reflecting these demons and evil spirits.
This portrait will only disappear once the evil spirits have vanished.
Just like in a game, destroying the results panel will only end the game prematurely.
I started to empathize with Xu Feng's character.
Now that the eagle owl has been summoned, and all evils need to be eradicated, the first step is to eliminate those controlled by demons.
The first sword strike was aimed at the ant.
"Old Dao, get out of the way!" I raised my Thunderstrike Sword and aimed it at the ant.
Sizzle sizzle!
Lightning flashed on the lightning sword, striking the ant directly.
When the ant's body encountered the lightning sword, it emitted waves of evil energy.
And that portrait gradually began to look unrealistic.
"That's amazing, bro! How did you know?"
Old Dao gave a thumbs up.
It seems I got the first strike right.
“It’s very simple. If your village is occupied by ghosts and gods, and you come back to exorcise the evil spirits, what will you face first?” I asked Old Knife in return.
"Oh! They are people influenced by evil spirits. Ants must be like that." Old Dao suddenly realized.
"Look, these aren't real corpses, they're all illusions!" I pointed to the ground, where the original corpse had turned into white fluff.
Old Dao picked it up, put it to his nose, and smelled it: "Brother Chen, it smells like a viper, it's fox fur!"
“Yes, this is what it looks like when you’re invaded by evil spirits.” I took the fox fur from Old Knife and placed it on the tattoo on my arm.
I always felt that this thing really liked the parts on the fox.
Sure enough, the eagle owl, as if it were alive, opened its mouth and ate the fox fur.
This sent a chill down Old Dao's spine.
This tattoo on my body is really weird.
"And what about the second sword?" Old Dao had composed himself and was somewhat looking forward to the second sword.
Because he was heading in the right direction, he was able to see the dawn of victory.
"The second strike, of course, is here!" I raised my sword and slashed at the fox statue on the incense table.
Perhaps because I ate fox fur, my tattoos seem to be able to exert a certain power as well.
A strange energy flowed along the tattoo to the Thunder Strike Sword.
With a single slash, the fox statue snapped in two.
It turned to ashes before my and Lao Dao's eyes.
The oil lamp in the room was lit, and the portrait had become blank.
I put away the lightning sword and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother Chen, you're amazing! The evil spirits should be gone now." Old Dao showered me with compliments.
But I wasn't blinded by victory. What I'm doing now is what people have done before.
As the old saying goes, if you don't cut the weeds at the root, they will grow back in the spring breeze!
The greatest evil has been eliminated, but its power still has an impact.
Therefore, it was not completely eliminated.
My portrait has disappeared, but the frame hasn't; that's the evidence.
"Is there a third sword?" Old Dao asked tentatively, looking at my expression.
“Oh right, now that Brother Chen’s photo is gone, there’s only a frame. So cutting the frame shouldn’t be a problem, right?” Old Dao thought for a moment and explained himself.
"Cut the picture frame? That's a possibility!"
I walked over to the picture frame and did notice something unusual about it. However, the moment I picked it up, my eagle owl tattoo seemed to give the frame a warning.
It's as if it's reminding me not to touch it carelessly.
Now that things have come to this, I choose to believe in Eagle Owl Tattoo, because we are now one.
"So, Brother Chen, have you made up your mind? Let's get started, there shouldn't be any threat now!"
Old Dao was a little excited. He probably thought that the evil spirits would be completely eliminated soon, and he wouldn't be in so much danger anymore.
"Old Dao, do you know how to lie in a way that makes people believe you?" I looked at Old Dao and suddenly asked him this question.
"Brother Chen, I, Lao Dao, never lie. You should ask Ant about lying, right? Uh, Ant is no longer here!" Lao Dao scratched his head sheepishly.
"When ordinary people lie, they just deceive people directly. But because a lie is a lie, it's easy to see through. So it's a low-level scam." I explained to Lao Dao with a smile, and Lao Dao nodded in agreement.
"Experts deceive people by using a mix of truth and falsehood, making it difficult for them to figure out. This method can cause even experienced people to suffer great losses."
But there's an even more sophisticated method: they tell almost the whole truth, only subtly guiding the conversation at crucial points. Old Dao, am I right?
Old Dao seemed to understand the underlying meaning in my words and quickly pledged his loyalty: "Brother Chen, what you say makes a lot of sense, but I, Old Dao, am absolutely loyal to you!"
"Yes, Lao Dao should be loyal to me, but you are not!" I didn't give Lao Dao time to react and immediately unleashed my third sword strike at him!
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