Chapter 378

I didn't remember this man at dinner just now, so I asked, "well, wake up, are you?"

"I'm a neighbor. When they went to the mine, I took care of them at home. Today, come and have a look. You're all asleep. I'm afraid I'll wake you up. I'll sit here and wait."

"Oh, Hello, sir, where is the lamp?" I wanted to stand up, but it was like wine on the head. My legs didn't listen to me. I couldn't help wondering. Although I had an average amount of wine, I was still fine. Why was it so bad today?

"There is a power failure, the community is under construction, and the wires should be changed"

"Oh, is there a candle, flashlight or something?"

"No, I'll call soon. It's just that you talk and chat with me."

"Oh, OK, then wait for a call. Sir, what's your name? Is this a local? Or did you move here later?"

"My surname is Xi. I'm a native of Kunlun mountain. No one is more local than me."

"Oh, you grew up in the Kunlun Mountains. I grew up in the mountains when I was a child, but it's the Xiaoxing'an Mountains."

"My child has been there. I'm too old to go out."

"Then you can cultivate some hobbies, such as raising flowers, cats and dogs, and basking in the sun."

"No, I hate cats the most, followed by dogs, and I don't like the sun."

"What do you usually do to pass the time?"

"Stay at home and recall what I heard and saw when I was a child."

Speaking of this, I said "Oh" and didn't know how to continue talking with him. The old man with white hair in the dark always felt strange. Moreover, after we talked for so long, none of our companions woke up. I secretly began to be vigilant, but the old man continued to talk.

"Young man, let me tell you a story. You may be interested."

"OK, go ahead"

"When I was a child, I was playing in the Kunlun Mountains. I saw a group of snowmen hiding from the storm in the depression. Most of them were frozen to death, and only one was barely alive. When he saw me, he begged me to borrow my clothes for him. He swore that he would return the clothes to me and give me a lot of gold. I thought he was poor, so he lent him his only clothes. As a result, he not only didn't have them Give it back to me and give my clothes to others. Do you think such people are hateful? "

From the beginning of the old man's story, I tried to stand up or touch the saber, but my body was completely disobedient as if it had been drugged. I read several spells to deal with the ghost pressing the bed and the ghost upper body in my heart, but none of them worked. While I was sweating, I said perfunctorily, "it's just a dress. Don't take it too seriously."

Hearing this, he paused for a few seconds, slowly sat up and said, "what if it's the skin on his body?"

"Ha ha, the old man is really good at talking. What skin..." I stopped fiercely halfway, because I saw him slowly put his head into the place with light, revealing two blood red round eyes.

This is not the first time I saw this eye. The last time Daniel divined, it was this eye that gave up the crystal ball to spy on it.

"You, you..." I was surprised. I couldn't speak. I recited the spell desperately. Finally, one hand moved. I took out my saber and threw it. The old man with red eyes and white hair didn't respond, but continued to speak slowly.

"Don't be nervous. I'm not here to kill you. I can't kill you. I'm just telling you a story. Listen to the story patiently."

If the body can move or the weapon works, I really don't want to hear it continue to tell any bullshit stories, but the military knife radiated by the Buddha bone relic seems to have no effect at all. Throwing the Throwing Knife exhausted a little strength I finally gathered, so I have to continue to sit on the chair and listen to him.

"At that time, I had been practicing for more than 700 years. My skin was made into clothes. After wearing it, I could not die in the ice. The man begged and swore that the clothes would be returned to me, otherwise he would die hard. Future generations would be slaves and prostitutes. They would not live for 40 generations.

I believed him, endured the severe pain, peeled off the skin and made a rat skin jacket for him. As a result, he will never return as soon as he goes, and the jacket made of my skin will not be returned to me. Do you think such people deserve to die? "

Hearing this, I knew that he had confessed his identity, and then angrily scolded: "this is all your words. To put it another way, even if he died, there is no need to harm his children and grandchildren."

"Young man, if you make an oath, you must bear the consequences. Otherwise, what else do you have to swear to do?"

"After all these years, you've been making trouble behind your back."

"So what? Don't you pay a price if you don't return my things? Do you know the pain of peeling? Do you want to have a chance to try the feeling of being alive with red flesh and blood all over my body? I've been punished eight times. I've stripped eight skins and made a coat, and the other seven people have returned as promised. Only he is treacherous and bad for me. Do you want me to repay him Reply? "

"Fuck you, demon, you're full of truth. When I catch you, I'll peel off your skin. This time, I'll make a pair of shoes and play football every day."

"Young man is arrogant. Do you think I dare not kill you with the support of the Holy Spirit? Even if he does, I don't pay attention to him. I tell you, if you want to save this man, the woman and her family, you'll find a way to find my fur coat and let his descendants give it to me. Otherwise, thousands of my disciples and grandchildren will haunt you for generations and you'll haunt you for ten years "Through poverty and disease"

After saying these words, the old man Hongmu slowly sat back in the darkness in the corner of the wall. After about 20 minutes, my body slowly moved, propped up my soft body, turned on the light in the living room, and then looked at the corner. There was only an old dusty master chair, but there was no shadow. The light was on for about ten minutes, and my companions woke up one after another.

"Eh, Cao, I haven't drunk too much since I was weaned. What's going on today?"

"Then I'm dizzy without drinking, monkey. You look so ugly."

I didn't pay attention to brother donkey's inquiry, but I was thinking about several questions: "how did this evil spirit, who is so high that even Po dared to despise, find us? And if it was true as he said, where was the rat fur coat?"

Seeing that my expression was wrong, my companions asked one after another. I took my companions to say goodbye to Zaxi and others. After returning to the hotel, I told my companions how to wake up, how to see the old man in the dark, how to talk with the old man with white hair and red eyes, and several questions I was thinking about.

Everyone was stunned by this huge amount of information. Everything in the world is really a cycle of cause and effect. It turns out that everything that happened today stems from an oath more than 200 years ago. It seems that it is better to be careful in the future. Otherwise, it will be miserable if anyone fails to fulfill it again.

But how did the old monster find us? I said to myself, the donkey next to me seemed to think of something. He found something in his multifunctional waist bag, took it up, looked at the light and said to me, "monkey, your talisman doesn't work today!"

Then I saw that it was a small glass bottle, with the amulet I pasted and the dog blood red rope wrapped on it. I remember this was the one brother donkey used to hold the white mouse hair, but now it was empty, and the mouse hair had disappeared.

Seeing this scene, I thought to myself, "shit, what I just saw is that the split body of the old goblin is the phantom of the mouse hair?"

If so, the monster's ability is a little bigger, and can't be described as an ordinary demon. According to the ghost Sutra, this thing should be called a demon fairy, that is, a demon who has been practicing for many years and almost becomes an immortal. Bai Suzhen in folklore, if there are people and things, is the level of this demon fairy.

Disciples and followers as like as two peas and disciples, and the same eyes and looks, this is a rat's sperm that has been trained for thousands of years. And it is not an ordinary mouse that is deduced from his words. It is probably an ancient animal named "Xi mouse" in the place of Kunlun Mountains.

According to the records in the book of Miracles: Xi mouse is a giant mouse. It lives under the ice and weighs a thousand kilograms. Its meat is edible. Fur can be used to make clothes and quilts. It is a top-grade product to keep out the cold. With its skin covered drum, its sound can spread thousands of miles, and its hair can summon rats. The old man I saw today is just a part of him, and his size is just the size of a normal person. However, if he shows his original shape, it is estimated to be more than ten times larger than this.

In the face of demons and immortals cultivated by this divine beast, these talismans and ordinary magic tools have no effect at all. No wonder it can come out of the bottle from its hair and turn into a human form in front of us.

After listening to my words, everyone was silent and had no idea. The room fell into a dead silence.

A few minutes later, I slowly added: "if it is really a demon fairy level, it will be difficult to deal with. What black dog blood, ghost talisman and even Buddha light weapons can't hurt him."

"What about that?" everyone was silly and asked in unison.

I thought for a moment, then raised three fingers in turn and said:

"First of all, we have to transfer Lao Hei. His unparalleled Sabre was a sacred weapon given by God to the wolf family in those years. It may have some effect. Ghost cutting and killing heaven are not necessarily useful. Secondly, we need to find a way to contact ah Bao. He made a sound to remind us before the crystal ball exploded last time, which shows that he is not only not dead, but also paying attention to this matter. Third, we need to find the rat skin log, so that we can If you can't deal with this demon fairy, you can also free the Taotao family from the bad luck of generations. "

I saw that my companion had no objection and added, so he continued: "the first is the best thing to do. Lao Hei is his own brother, a phone call. The second is a little troublesome, but there are ways to think of, and I guess Po will contact us when he has the opportunity. The key is the third, where is the rat fur coat that saved people in the past and now hurt people?"