Chapter 1200

"Where can I have anything?" Han spread out his hands and said, "I have never relied on any magic tools to catch ghosts. I rely on my own abilities. After all, my ancestor Zhong Kui is an expert at eating ghosts."

Just as his voice fell, a dark shadow came down from the sky and hit us straightly.

I turned around and saw that the body of the snake woman had fallen down.

She has been cut into two parts. But she was caught by the protective net, so she didn't separate for a while. Just after a shake,

she fell down firmly. The ground was full of bright red viscera and purple large intestine.

When the assistant saw him, he quickly retreated to the corner and kept vomiting.

I suddenly found that the right hand of the snake woman seemed to hold something tightly, which showed a little pink corner.

I squatted down, broke off her fingers, took out the things, and dried the blood on the black robe.

It was found that it was a small pink flower, and the flowers were very strange. Countless petals were gathered in layers. Each petal was like a small hand. There's a hole in the center, so I can't see what it's for.

"What is this." The big man was very strange to take a look, and then handed it to master mingjue: "old monk, this should be something of your Buddhism, right?"

Master mingjue squinted his eyes and looked at it for a moment before he said, "it's really like the thousand handed lotus of Buddhism, but the thousand handed lotus is put out of the lotus leaves, but this thing is leaf centripetal, and it's definitely not a Chinese thing."

"This is the spike on the samurai sword!" Taoist priest Qingliu took over and glanced at him and said: "what is painted above is not lotus, but cherry blossom, which means short and heroic beauty and represents the spirit of Bushido in Japan. Ah! Not good! "

All of a sudden, he yelled, threw out the cherry blossom in his hand, and shouted, "I know why the three of them died."

"Except for master mingjue and I, all five of you have been to the village. The three of them have died miserably, but you two have nothing. There are only two possibilities. The first one was mentioned before, and the second one... "

Said Taoist priest Qingliu, glancing at the cherry blossom under his feet, "that's what someone stealthily took away from the village, which attracted strong ghost spirit."

I was in a daze and figured out why.

Huang Tiekou and master Honghu entered the village together. It must be Huang Tiekou who first found the cherry blossom and then died. When master Honghu saw that Huang Tiekou was dead, he threw him into the well to prevent others from discovering him, and then came out with the cherry blossom.

Because he has been far away from Dafeng Village these days, the ghost gas on the cherry blossom has not caused him substantive damage.

Today, although he didn't enter the village, he was not far away from the construction site. He lost his life when the ghost gas broke out.

Later, when the snake woman examined the body, she also found cherry blossom, but she wanted to swallow the clues alone and hid it secretly, so she was killed again!

Now, all four of us touch the Cherry Blossom

Taoist priest Qingliu took out a handful of cinnabar and Yang said to the three of us, "see if there is a red line on your left wrist!"

I looked down, and sure enough, there was a very obvious red mark on my wrist.

"It's called the home reunion curse!" Green willow road long face dark touch beard way: "evil ghost homesick, take thing as lead!"! Once the red line is connected, it will become a circle. Even if your cultivation is so strong, you will not be able to return to the sky. "

"Fortunately, we found it early. As long as we four don't separate, the spirit doesn't dare to show its head. However, we can't wait for tomorrow to do the extra work. We have to do it tonight. "

"Amitabha." Master mingjue read the Buddha's name, but said: "it seems that this is the only way!"

Just a cherry blossom blade carries such cruel ghost Qi. I'm afraid the spirit behind it is even worse than the ghost king?

These words don't need to be said. Everyone here knows it.

In a twinkling of an eye, it was dark. All four of us packed up and headed for Dafeng Village together.

Taoist priest Qingliu looked up at the sky and said: "the Big Dipper moved south, leaving gongchong corner. For safety, we entered the village from the southeast."

Today is the fourteenth day of the lunar calendar. Although the moon is not round yet, it is extremely bright and emits a bright moonlight. Strangely, the village is dark, as if there is a layer of invisible black fog that blocks all the light.

We stand on the edge of the ravine outside the village, but we are blind. We can't see the situation in the village at all.

"Go!" The big man shouted in a low voice, jumped over the gully, and several of us followed.

Taoist priest Qingliu drew out the ancient sword of Qingming, master mingjue showed the wooden fish, and I also pressed the ghost and God cutting twin sabres.

The village is very quiet. Don't speak of people and dogs. You can't hear a single chirp of insects!

All the houses are dark, there is no light, only the bright red willows on the high roof look like blood in the moonlight!

The big man walked at the front and led us straight to the small stone house at the east end of the village. There was no shadow of half of the people along the way, as if all the villagers were asleep.Soon there was an open space, covered with thick bluestones and covered with a small stone house in the middle.

As Han said, the stone house is not big, with no doors or windows. There is a strange stone tablet lying on the roof. As soon as I get close to it, I feel a strong ghost gas.

When!

Just at this time, the silence of the night sky suddenly sounded a crisp sound of gongs!

Dangdang!

Then, the sound of gongs went faster and tighter.

At the same time of the Gong's sudden sound, a sudden burst of dense footsteps broke out in the streets.

"Be careful!" Taoist priest Qingliu's eyes were awe inspiring, and he quickly drew out the ancient sword of Qingming.

The big man's hands became claws, as if he were starving to eat, and he put on an offensive posture.

Master mingjue recited the Buddha's name and stroked the wooden fish. From all sides,

came together in the dark. They surrounded us with hoes, sickle, shovel and crossbow.

They didn't light a torch or raise a flashlight. The thick night was not only unimpeded, but the best cover for them. They seemed to be night hunters, and we were the prey they coveted for a long time. Now is a good time to hunt!

Their eyes were red, and there was no longer the honesty and stupidity they saw in the daytime. Instead, they were wild and bloodthirsty.

When!

In the dark, there was another sound of gongs and gongs, and the villagers rushed over in a frenzy!

No cry, no scream, everyone is silent, at the same time, waving all kinds of weapons towards our heads and faces, the vital parts of our chest hit!