The Spirit Suppressing Museum

Chapter 56 "Nothing at all" (Thanks to Situ Fengxin for the reward)

Jianguang Senhan came from above.

But before the ghost pushed the door, Wei Yuan had already used Yufeng Divine Ability to stand above the door. When the ghost came in, even Wei Yuan felt a little surprised. Several ghosts are already tragically dead, and this ghost is even more strange.

There are five ghosts in total, and the four ghosts in the back are followed by the ghosts in front, and they are lined up step by step.

All of them have thin hands and feet with blue hair, shriveled belly, and wear old and moldy clothes. Four of them have only two holes in the nose. Below the black hole is a mouth full of fangs. Above the nose is a mouth. It was bare, and the first ghost also had a big erect eye, which was penetrating.

Inhumans, as soon as they came in, the room became even more drowsy for a while.

It came in the sleep of mortals, and followed every step of the way, and I don't know how many people's lives were killed.

Wei Yuan saw the opportunity and couldn't help sighing that the ghost was ugly. He volleyed down early, and the eight-faced Han sword in his hand slashed with a cold sword light. He slashed directly in front of the ghost's eyes. Effective, the ghost only has one eye, and staring at the bed, caught off guard, the sword light has approached.

Before he had time to shake his head, the long sword rubbed his neck and went straight through.

That ghost will scream out when it hurts.

Wei Yuan stomped his right foot in the air, and a demonic wind gathered under his feet. He moved against the wind and twisted his body sharply. The eight-faced Han sword in his right hand chopped off a large piece of rotten flesh, and his left hand took advantage of the situation to pull out the broken sword behind him. When he retreated and slammed into the eyeless ghost behind him, the broken sword directly pierced into the eye that took up most of his face.

Taking advantage of the situation, he kicked it fiercely, kicked the ghost's chest and abdomen, kicked it to the ground, and screamed miserably.

The ghosts in the back also made a mess, all the ghosts roaring and screaming.

"What happened?! Why is there blood?"

"Have you eaten yet?!"

"No, it's rotting flesh!"

At the end, the little devil turned around and wanted to run, but Wei Yuan might as well put a talisman on the door early. This little devil is like a mortal entering a ghost and hitting a wall, unable to escape when he bumps around.

These five ghosts all rely on the one-eyed ghost to lead the way. Now this one eye is abolished, and the five ghosts are all blind. There is a burst of anger, screaming ghosts, sharp palms tearing forward, and the ghost's abdomen is bulging. , struggling to breathe, Wei Yuan only felt that his body swayed, and his own vitality was almost sucked out of the body.

If it weren't for the fact that the foundation of Crouching Tiger is not related to Taoism and Confucianism, and the first priority is to consolidate the foundation, then it will be a matter of Taoism.

Immediately, his expression froze, he closed the door, and with the lightness of his swordsmanship, he dealt with these five evil ghosts, injuring but not killing them.

...............

Wei Yuan sat on the chair with the sword in hand.

Body suffocating.

The five ugly-looking ghosts in front of them fell to the ground and turned into gourds.

The word "Crouching Tiger's waist" had already appeared on Lingtai, and Wei Yuan already knew the true body of this ghost.

The ghost of the plague has five eyes, five ghosts, one eye, and one movement. If a few ghosts smell a person alone, that person will get sick, but once five ghosts smell it together, even if the person was strong before, he will still be there. Died within seven days.

It belongs to the ghost department, but it is a monster, a ghost, an evil type.

The village outside the window was still quiet, Wei Yuan put his sword on the ground, pretended to know everything, and fooled the ghosts, saying, "I didn't expect to see a plague ghost like Yimuwu, how long have you been here? ?"

Wei Yuan showed no mercy to the evil spirits. The five evil spirits had long been afraid in their hearts. When they heard the question, the leading ghost struggled, walked forward on their knees and kowtowed: "This Taoist priest spares his life, spare his life."

Wei Yuan didn't answer, and still held his sword and pressed for questioning. Those ghosts had no choice but to tell the truth.

The village was completely shrouded in a ghost realm.

This ghost realm has a lot of background, it seems to have been changed from the magic circle handed down in ancient times, but unfortunately it fell into the hands of ghosts, but turned into a forest ghost realm, and the door opened for seven days.

After mortals enter, they will encounter all kinds of bad weather, or strong winds or heavy rains, and those who come in will not be able to go out within seven days.

But even a strong person will lose most of his vitality if he stays for seven days. The plague ghost is on his body, and the money-losing ghost lies behind his back. At the age of 40, he suffered a recurrence of tuberculosis and died tragically.

And these lost lifespans, that is, the vitality and yang of ordinary people, naturally came to this village.

Other ghosts do not know how to arrange.

Anyway, the shopkeeper would never let the five of them absorb the vitality of one person, so that the guests could die outside, so as not to cause an accident here and provoke the Taoist priests on Longhu Mountain and Maoshan Mountain.

Wei Yuan said: "The shopkeeper?"

Answered at a glance:

"It's the master of the ghost realm who opens a village, doesn't sell tea, doesn't sell wine."

"Make meals for the dead and welcome guests from all over the world."

"Where is Zhuangzi?"

"If ordinary people want to go, they have to go to the West."

The voice paused, and he kowtowed again to beg for mercy. Wei Yuan's sword suddenly unsheathed, showing no mercy. Where the sword light flickered, several evil ghosts fell to the ground one by one. In the end, the ghost knew that he was going to die, so he roared mournfully and roared. He was about to slaughter Wei Yuan, but the broken sword directly pierced his throat, making a noise in his throat, and fell to the ground with a thud.

A group of evil ghosts were slaughtered, and the captain did not change his face, and slowly wiped the green pus and blood from the sword with the cloth next to him.

Crouching Tiger's waist card trembled slightly.

Kill one eye five.

Three merits.

This ghost is only slightly stronger than the painted slaves that Wei Yuan had cleaned up before.

However, three points of merit are also three points of merit, no matter how small the mosquito's legs are, and Wei Yuan finally has the merits again. It's more stable.

And the shopkeeper in one eye and five mouths should be the restaurant in Wang Honghe's mouth.

This time, I found the real master.

The village was quiet, Wei Yuan put away the sword, turned around and saw a group of ghosts lying on the ground. Although the five ghosts were ghosts, they were also monsters. They had entities. Throwing it out, it all fell to the ground like a stubborn stone.

Looking around this village, I know that it is surrounded by ghosts, not only unable to escape, but also skilled.

He simply fell asleep in the place where the evil spirits fell, holding the sword in his arms.

………………

A rustling sound in the dark night.

A ghost is slowly approaching.

"Strange, I have been there for so long, why is there still no movement?"

A ghost's expression changed, and he said:
"Damn, he won't be greedy and eat people!"

In this era of the recovery of spiritual energy, Shenzhou may have its own Tianshifu to suppress one side, Buddhist and Taoist disciples descended the mountain, all the ghosts hurried to the place where one eye and five went, and then the face was miserable under the moonlight, only five ghosts fell to the ground, all covered in rotten flesh. Almost mashed.

The group of ghosts stopped, with horror in their eyes.

Then they all retreated.

Nothing happened overnight.

On the second day, Wei Yuan opened his eyes, stretched comfortably, opened the window, and saw two people cleaning the road outside the window. To the naked eye, they were sweeping weeds and leaves, but in Wei Yuan's eyes, it was two people. I'm cleaning all five, one beach and one pool of rotten meat.

The couple passed by and did not seem to have thought that there were so many fallen leaves in this spring day.

"Ah, this, it was blown down by a strong wind last night."

An old woman with a genial face answered.

"Yes, yes, the wind can be fast, like a knife, and the rain can be cold, like a sword."

Another dull old woman said.

The young woman pulled her boyfriend with a smile, stepped on the leaves, her boots stepped on the leaves, making a screeching sound, which made people feel comfortable, as if in a lazy afternoon in autumn, Wei Yuan looked at the high heels under the woman's feet The boots were raised and lowered, moving lightly, stepping on the rotting goblin flesh.

puff, puff-

The high heels crushed pieces of rotten meat.

Invisible cyan pus and blood fell on the off-white skirt and on his hands.

The hands were still tightly clasped together.

People are laughing.

The two cleaning old ladies stopped and looked kindly at the joking couple.

His throat moved up and down, as if he was swallowing saliva.

dang dang-

Wei Yuan squinted at this scene, and slowly put his palm on the hilt of the broken sword behind him.

There was a knock on the door.

Wei Yuan released his hand and opened the door.

The skinny and friendly shop owner stood at the door with a blank expression, scanning the room full of ghost blood.

Bow down.

"Hello, do you need to clean the house?"

PS: Thank you Situ Fengxin for the reward, thank you~
The buffer chapter, if I'm not mistaken, seems to be on the shelves in the early morning, lying dead...

One chapter at twelve o'clock, and then three more in the daytime tomorrow, probably.

(End of this chapter)