Chapter 17 The hunchbacked old man, the devil with supernatural powers
The sky was like a canopy, and everything was pitch black and pitch black. There was a mountain wind passing through the forest, making strange sounds like weeping and whispering, like howling ghosts.
On Dengxian Ridge, we all dug small pits that could accommodate ourselves in various places in the formation. We drove away all the earthworms, fat maggots, millipedes, ants and other small things that were parasitic in the soil, and then dug out
He straightened it out, crouched inside, wrapped himself in a blanket, then covered it with a layer of grass blanket, affixed the calming and peaceful charm given by Lao Zhao, gathered his energy, and quietly waited for the enemy's arrival.
I put my ears against the wall of the pit and waited quietly until I finally heard the sound of footsteps coming from the west.
The footsteps were light and broken, stepping on the rotten leaves and turf, making an intermittent "rustling" sound, which made people feel chilly. I saw in a hidden corner not far to the left, the Bailu Pond was giving
We signed in sign language to indicate that there were three people coming, an old man and two young men, both of whom were agile and moved like the wind.
Bailutan's peripheral warnings were touched one after another. Suddenly, her face changed and her hands made a wave shape above her head.
What this means is that it is not just these three people who are here, but there are also some elusive things.
What is an elusive thing? Such as a spirit body.
People with sensitive hearing can already hear the thin sound without having to lie down on the ground. We all restrained our bodies and curled up into a ball as much as possible. We did not dare to look directly in the direction of the person coming, but used our peripheral vision.
Go and take a look. Wang Xiaojia is sitting cross-legged under a row of wild toon trees. Young buds have been exposed among the branches and leaves, and white flower buds are sprouting. There is a fragrance rippling in the air.
She closed her eyes and sat quietly, neither happy nor sad. Her whole posture and the ecosystem she was in reached perfect harmony and unity.
If he didn't want to expose his mark as a bait, Wang Xiaojia could even use his innate ability to spread it thinly so that the marked person could not find it at all, or he could get lost in the vast forest.
Suddenly, a strange wind blew up from the void, and the fishy wind blew into my nose.
Ten meters in front of Wang Xiaojia, there was a sound of breaking branches, which was particularly loud in this quiet night. I looked around and saw a two-meter-tall humanoid monster with two horns on its head.
Carrying a ghastly mace. The creature was burly, furry, and extremely ugly. There was white light swimming around its body, and it was so sinister that it made people feel fearful.
I quickly recalled what this thing should be, and soon found its origin and origin from the true interpretation of the ghost path.
Supernatural ghost!
This thing is a spirit among ghosts. It is not created out of nothing, nor is it transformed by living beings. It is the so-called "deviation of ghosts and gods" in rumors, which is also known to the Chinese as bull-headed and horse-faced, black and white, impermanence and other well-known ghosts and spirits.
The remaining female ghosts in the world did obscene things, sucked Yin Yuan, and were conceived. This ghost ranks among the thirty-seven righteous ghosts. They specialize in borrowing people's spiritual energy to tell myths, do ghostly things, and seduce people into being obsessed with evil.
They leave the human world and practice the ghost world. Because their parents are masters of the ghost world and are born with excellent blood, they usually have great abilities.
Every magical ghost is an excellent magical weapon and flag spirit.
However, this thing is extremely difficult to refine, because it has a violent and deceitful temperament, is unyielding, and is powerful. Unless the ghost mother is saved during its childhood, led to the banner, and trained day and night, it will never be used by others. However, as the saying goes
Well said, nothing is difficult in the world, as long as people are willing, this thing has been refined by others and has become a pawn that works for the tiger.
My heart couldn't help but clench, and I sweated a lot, worried that Wang Xiaojia wouldn't be able to withstand this devil's attack.
Because those three people did not all enter our ambush circle, the arrangements we made during the busy night would definitely not be able to exert their maximum effect, and the guy who has magical powers may not be a rookie that we can easily handle.
The magical ghost with two horns on its head moved, and it strode forward with the mace in its hand raised high, ready to hit Wang Xiaojia.
This black mace seems to be very heavy, but in its hands it is as light as nothing. It is not known whether it is an entity or a ghostly form. Anyway, the sharp fangs all over its body are really terrifying. Wang Xiaojia is on the body
The formations nearby were all activated in a single thought of hers. However, when the supernatural ghost came, she did not activate it. Instead, she opened her eyes and stared at the terrifying legendary ghost.
The ferocious mace and hammer drew a perfect running line in the air, from back to front, raised high, fell heavily, and finally hit Wang Xiaojia's body.
boom--
The soil splashed, and the mace hit the grass where Wang Xiaojia had just been sitting cross-legged. The hammer made the most violent contact with the ground. Even us not far away could feel the vibration like thunder. But this mace
In the end, the stick fell into the air. At the last moment, Wang Xiaojia moved slightly, just like the magical situation when he competed with the Overlord that day, it reappeared again, with his body shaking, phantoms appearing, and appearing strangely like limping waves.
Behind this magical ghost.
Her hands were wrapped with a fine red rope that had been consecrated and cursed. The threads were tight and the seals were like fists, firmly imprinted on the broad waist of this magical ghost.
Standing in front of the magical ghost who is as tall as Yao Ming, Wang Xiaojia, who is 1.67 meters tall, looks like a child.
So she moved her hands forward and hit the supernatural ghost from the waist down.
This ghost has condensed form or attached to the human body. There are three most terrifying places. One is the Baihui point on the top of the head, the second is the Tanzhong point on the chest, and the third is the Guanyuan point three inches below the navel. This corresponds exactly to the Taoist point.
In inner alchemy, the upper, middle and lower Dantian are like the three or seven inches of a snake, which are naturally restrained areas.
Wang Xiaojia has been deeply influenced by Taoism, so he naturally knows where to attack most effectively and how to fight against it.
The magical ghost received a fierce blow from Wang Xiaojia who had been sitting cross-legged for a long time and concentrated his energy. He suddenly became unsteady and retreated several meters back. Then he crashed into the toon tree.
The tree, which was several meters high, could not withstand the force. The force extended and broke from it. With a crash, it fell down, causing a commotion all around.
This time, Wang Xiaojia had been sitting cross-legged from dusk to early morning. He had gathered all his energy to give a fatal blow, condensing the ideal principles of the entire Qi field. Ordinary ghosts and monsters had long been wiped out - even a real man could do it.
Because his whole body could not withstand such force, he died. However, this supernatural ghost only swayed unsteadily, and his spirit body wandered around the edge of collapse and recovered again.
As expected of a descendant of a master of ghosts such as Minotaur and Horsemen, ghosts with supernatural powers are indeed extraordinary.
Suffering such a serious injury, the supernatural ghost took a few steps back, steadying his body, and guarding against this strange woman taking advantage of the opportunity to pursue him. However, Wang Xiaojia did not move, because her eyes were already fixed on the old man with a hunchback who appeared in front of him.
.The moonlight shone quietly on the face of the hunchbacked old man with a blue veil on his head, illuminating all the strangely shaped age spots in the eyes of the people hiding in the dark.
This is a very ordinary old man. He is wearing coarse cloth clothes commonly used by mountain people, with half-used Jiefang rubber shoes on his feet. His back is hunched, and he is holding a tattered black flag in his hand. His face is full of the pain of a lifetime.
The confusion and caution unique to the suffering elderly.
He walked five meters in front of Wang Xiaojia, and swiped the black flag in his hand towards the approaching magical ghost. With each brush, the scary, fluffy ghost became more stable. Wang Xiaojia
Jia watched helplessly as the magical ghost who had been severely injured by her own attack gradually recovered, but she did not dare to move a step because she had been tightly locked by the qi of the hunchbacked old man.
The so-called qi lock is like being pointed at a pistol with the safety on, and you dare not move, otherwise it will be very dangerous.
This metaphor may be somewhat inappropriate, but it can somewhat explain the danger involved.
This hunchbacked old man is very strong, so strong that we dare not look directly at him, for fear that if we accidentally glance at him, we will be discovered by him, and then he will immediately become violent. If you want to compare, among all the enemies who have murderous intentions towards me,
Not counting ghosts and evil beings, but just talking about people, I think he is on the same level as Qingxu’s master, Taoist Wangyue, or even worse - Taoist Wangyue is in the Longhushan Tianshi Sect, the top sect in Taoism.
It can also be ranked in the top five.
It is conceivable that this hunchbacked old man is not comparable to us, the new generation of practitioners.
But we don't have too much fear, because we are not fighting or fighting alone, we have always been good at it.
"Oh, you little girl, you are really fierce and fierce! My 'Soul Soul' screamed so hard that I was trembling after being slapped by you."
The hunchbacked old man started chatting with Wang Xiaojia in a non-standard Sichuan Mandarin, just like when neighbors chatting, they are very natural and friendly after seeing a familiar old friend. However, Wang Xiaojia's thin body
I became more and more nervous and asked who are you and why did you send this ghost to harm me?
The hunchbacked old man smiled and asked, "Did you touch something on the slope rock (pronounced ai) in front of you this afternoon?"
Wang Xiaojia nodded and said yes.
The hunchbacked old man asked again, are you a student of the 2009 training camp of the Religious Affairs Bureau?
Wang Xiaojia nodded in agreement.
The hunchbacked old man sighed and said, how could a pretty girl get into the government office where she couldn't even see her fingers? He shook his head and sighed, and then the black tattered flag in his hand was shaking constantly, as if there was something going on.
The invisible force was supporting and pulling it, and the supernatural ghost's body began to grow denser black hair, with the roots sharp and sharp, like a hedgehog.
The hunchbacked old man suddenly moved, his flag flew up, and seven or eight ghostly shadows filled the air and shot toward Wang Xiaojia.
At this moment, Wang Xiaojia suddenly jumped back and shouted: "Broken——" This chapter has been completed!