Chapter 262 Human Bites Ghosts and Walking Corpses

After some mutual excuses, the old village chief insisted that he did not want his money, and Anyang could only give up.

The hot water was ready quickly, and there was also a big bucket for bathing. In order to fear that he would not be used to it, the village chief asked his daughter-in-law to wash it several times before filling it with hot water for him to bathe.

After being bored and tired all the way, practicing spells is also a arduous process. Now soaking in hot water is a kind of enjoyment. The muscles of the whole body are relaxed, and the nerves seem to be relaxed. Now he doesn't care about what monsters are causing trouble. Originally, his original purpose in coming to this village was to rest and rest. Now, although there is a task of slaying demons and eliminating demons, he must not forget to relax and enjoy.

Anyang has been in contact with Taoism for several years, but he has only been in contact with magic for less than a month. Compared with people who have lived in such an environment since childhood, he is like the difference between a wild road and a professional. Except for cheating money, casually A cultivator can see the abnormality of this village, and some people can also see that the tomb is sealed by a demon, so as to deduce whether he can cope with it, but he only feels that something is wrong, and he does not know what the demon has. How powerful.

Thanks to his courage and certain strength, he dared to stay here.

While washing, there was a sudden noise outside.

"Fourth Master, Fourth Master is not good, Luo Mangzi is a ghost, call your Taoist priest to come and see!"

Anyang's complexion was slightly condensed, just as the bath was almost finished, one turned over and stood up, quickly put on his clothes, put on the white robe and walked out.

When he came out of the room, he happened to see Xiao Chan with wet hair standing at the door, wearing an extremely loose Taoist robe, looking out cautiously. The old village chief's family was killing chickens to cook, and the village chief's daughter-in-law was at a loss when he caught a farm chicken. Two men outside the door were carrying a bamboo stretcher into the yard, probably because they were afraid of the village chief's guilt or bad luck. What, did not dare to enter the door, there was a simple peasant lying on the stretcher.

"The genius dared to come out and make trouble as soon as it was dark. These things are also very courageous. Aren't you afraid of being caught and eaten as barbecue?"

Walking a few steps outside the courtyard, I saw the peasant man's face was black, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist. He couldn't see his facial features. looks like.

Without any hesitation, Anyang pointed his finger at the peasant, which was an exorcism technique. Eighty percent of the black energy on the peasant's face immediately disappeared, and it seemed that his face was not good-looking.

The two men who carried him were so shocked that their eyes widened, and they sighed that this is a person with real skills, and the means are direct and effective, and they are definitely not comparable to those pretending to be fake Taoists. It was the kind-hearted Taoist priest named Zhang Laowu's family who found the ghoul, and he used a lot of medicinal materials to cure the evil Zhang Laowu.

Immediately afterwards, Anyang performed another Buddha's Light Illumination technique. With a wave of his hand, a piece of golden light was shed, completely removing the black qi on the peasant's face.

This miraculous hand was revealed, and even the daughter-in-law of the village chief who caught the chicken was shocked. The village chief, who hurried to hear the news, was also surprised, and he met the living god on the straight road.

The peasant on the stretcher suddenly coughed a few times and opened his eyes. The first thing he did was struggle. He didn't wake up until he fell off the stretcher and looked around, not knowing where he was.

Anyang clapped his hands and said, "Okay, it's just an evil. Give him some hot water. Ginger soup is the best to drive away the cold."

The two men who carried him were stunned for a moment, bowed their heads to Anyang, and shouted Immortal Master.

The old village chief reacted quickly and called his daughter-in-law to pour hot water and cook ginger soup for this man to drink.

Looking at their fussing appearance, Anyang doubts what the first few Taoists are like. Even if there are liars, at least the Taoist priest named Zhang Laosi who finds the corpse and removes the evil spirit has real material, right? Could it be that he never used spells?

Soon, the peasant named Luo Mangzi had woken up, and the old village chief asked him what was going on.

Today, he just came back from the farm work in the fields, and he felt exhausted. He only felt that it was caused by a day's work, and he didn't take it seriously. He took the cold porridge left at noon today and ate it casually. slept. But just when he was in a daze, he felt a woman's figure dangling by the head of his bed. At first, he thought it was his wife who ran back to her parents' house in a fit of anger, but when he looked closely, he found that it was happening from time to time. This man was much thinner than her wife, and was dressed in filial piety and mourning cloth. Thinking that the village chief's daughter had just died, he thought it was a relative of the village chief's family who came to borrow things from his house, and he didn't care about being unlucky. Remember to entertain.

Just as he was about to get up, he saw this figure walking straight towards him, just as he moved, this figure was already pressing on him, as if it weighed hundreds of pounds, and he couldn't even move a finger. , only the head can move, seeing the woman open her mouth, revealing a set of fangs, biting towards him, his heart swayed, he opened his mouth and bit at the woman's chin, only to hear a shrill cry, this woman He climbed up from him in pain, and turned through the window, not knowing where to go.

But he only felt like he had eaten rotten flesh in his mouth, which was extremely disgusting. A foul-smelling water flowed in his mouth, and he spit it out with one mouthful. His neighbors rushed over and carried him to the village chief, otherwise he might not survive tonight.

Until he spoke in this lobby, there was a foul smell in his mouth, like eating a dead rat that had rotted for a long time.

After Anyang heard this story, he couldn't help but sigh, the proper style of Liao Zhai.

I have pity on the female ghost who came to harm Luo Mangzi, only ghosts always bite people, no one bites ghosts, and she was scared away by a rural man.

It's not like the ghosts in the real world movies, all of them come and go without a trace, taking people's lives is like looking for things, even Xiaoqian can kill countless people silently, but it's true, after all, this is a world full of ghosts, It is impossible for every ghost to be so strong, and it is precisely because ghosts often haunt, that people in this world have lost some sense of mystery to them, so they are not as afraid of ghosts as people in the real world.

Well, if this ghost appeared in the real world, there would be no need to bite people in terror.

And this man was really bold. After drinking a bowl of ginger soup and recovering from his activities, he felt that his spirit was no longer in a trance. After thanking Anyang again and again, he went back alone, not afraid of the ghost coming again.

This courage, I don't know how much bigger than the monster Xiaochan.

Xiaochan was wiping her hair, just when she was terrified after hearing the story, when she suddenly saw Anyang turn her head to stare at her, she couldn't help but feel inexplicable, but she wasn't as afraid of him as before.

Although the old village chief's family was poor, he made a lot of preparations to entertain him. He killed the old hens that laid eggs and the rabbits that were being fed in the backyard. He asked him about his tastes, and he made several pots of vegetables, all typical. In the rural style, a bucket or a large pot is filled with a pot of vegetables.

Anyang knows that in the poor rural areas, there is no hybrid rice, and there is no various fertilizers. The grain yield per mu of soil is extremely low, and rent is still required. This has caused many bottom-level farmers to work tirelessly to plant a wide variety of crops. In the end, the harvest is not enough to eat, not to mention the chickens that lay eggs and the rabbits that are taken to the market, the white rice alone is not necessarily enough for ordinary people to eat during the festivals.

It can be seen that the old village chief really put a lot of thought into it.

Xiaochan was eating and eating, and suddenly raised her eyes quietly and glanced at Anyang. She felt that the meat that Anyang made was better.

Eh, why do you think so much, isn't it good to eat meat, and it's still hot.

At night, there were not enough rooms in the old village chief's house. He was very embarrassed to find Anyang and asked him and his boy if it was convenient for him to share a room.

After being entertained by the old village chief, Anyang really couldn't bear to cause trouble to their family anymore. His hometown is also a rural area. He knows the hardships of the countryside, so he is not so particular. It was common for him to sleep in a crowd, so he simply agreed, regardless of Xiao Chan, who was flustered and refused to resist, he grabbed her and carried her into the room.

After half an hour.

Xiaochan sat curled up on the bed, holding the quilt and her legs, staring nervously ahead like a little girl who was about to be molested.

Following her gaze, a soft cushion appeared somewhere in the room, with a strange appearance and a strange material. Anyang sat cross-legged on the cushion, closed his eyes and rested, while also being alert to the movement outside. .

Xiaochan could feel the spiritual energy gathering towards Anyang. She knew that this kind of behavior was called cultivation, and she was envious and scared at the same time.

She also wants to practice, but suffers from the lack of practice.

What she is afraid of is that Anyang will one day become successful in Taoism and will kill her for the heavens like other Taoist priests, and she is even more afraid that as soon as she leaves Anyang, she will be killed by Taoist priests or beasts of wealth.

Finally, in the middle of the night, there was a movement outside, like a heavy breathing sound.

Anyang suddenly opened his eyes, and even Xiaochan, who was curled up in the corner, was awakened.

Outside, a figure was swaying, crooked, and intuitively, a yin qi rushed to the face, and the figure just walked outside his room, and it seemed that he was sniffing the smell of strangers inside.

Xiaochan said in a panic, "Let's go, the corpse is gone, the corpse is alive."

"There are so many monsters and monsters in this world, you stay here, I'll be right back!"

Anyang glanced at her and warned that a spear appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the mana immediately covered the spear, opened the door and rushed out.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the corpse, still wearing ordinary coarse clothes, flew out, and the powerful force directly smashed the stool on the ground.

The corpse climbed up as soon as it turned over, not like a woman from the feudal era at all.

The old village chief and his son and daughter-in-law who heard the sound suddenly widened their eyes when they saw this scene.

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