Feng Bingwen felt his current state. Not only did he not feel any discomfort, he also felt that his physical strength had recovered slightly due to the repeated attacks.
"How are you?"
The child raised his head and looked at the innocent souls around him with a worried look on his face. After the light yellow spiritual light swept across, these poor souls could not even maintain a decent appearance, revealing the tragic situation before their death.
Mutually.
"Young Master, I'm afraid I really have to rely on you this time. I didn't expect that the demon arranged a talisman array!"
A resentful ghost looked at Feng Bingwen and asked.
"I will handle it!"
Even though he knew that he was about to face the evil leader of the village, Feng Bingwen was not afraid.
Because he discovered that what the old doctor Qi said was true. He was full of righteousness and could eliminate evil. As long as his yang energy was strong enough, all crooked methods were just a joke to him and would not work at all.
"Young Master, we will do our best to help you. As long as you can chop off his head, we can rest in peace even if our souls are gone!"
"..."
Feng Bingwen pursed his lips. He didn't try to be brave and said that he didn't need such nonsense. He knew how much he weighed. Even if he made a wish to the Book of Heaven twice, he was just a mortal who could see more things.
That's all.
Moreover, he discovered that he could know the current location of Boss Qi through the innocent ghosts around him, and Boss Qi didn't seem to know his existence. Although he didn't know why he suddenly woke up, judging from the situation
, the problem is not big.
"I want to sneak attack him!"
Feng Bingwen expressed his thoughts. Fighting alone, confronting others, etc., did not exist. He was just a seven-year-old child.
"Okay, we'll help you!"
Under the cover of a group of innocent ghosts who are good at confusing people's five senses, Feng Bingwen went through the complex layout of the mountain village like a maze, and successfully arrived at the central mansion of the mountain village.
"Young Master, we can only help you so far. We can't enter this house!"
The many innocent souls who followed Feng Bingwen here under pressure were in disarray and seemed to be about to collapse at any time.
"That's enough, you go now!"
Feng Bingwen was not afraid, but instead urged these ghosts to leave, because he found that this mansion had little impact on people, but it exuded an unusual suppressive force on ghosts.
And when these evil spirits retreated unwillingly, Feng Bingwen climbed up the courtyard wall of the mansion with great skill, and then entered the mansion. As soon as he landed, he noticed something was wrong.
However, he was not discovered and caught as soon as he entered, but the courtyard wall behind him was covered with runes similar to the yellow cloth hanging on the beams of every house.
He knew the functions of these runes just by thinking about them with his feet. They were most likely to ward off evil spirits and exorcise ghosts. As the saying goes, if you don’t do evil things, you won’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. This boss Qi has done too many evil things. In his own house,
It’s not surprising that these things are happening in the middle.
"over there!"
After entering the mansion, Feng Bingwen quickly locked his target. It was a bright and transparent house, which was clear and dazzling in the thick night.
In fact, the so-called big house is not the kind of compound that has seven entrances and seven exits. You can't find the direction after entering and you will get lost. It is just a farmhouse courtyard that is taller and more spacious and has more houses.
Feng Bingwen tiptoed into the room and saw the general appearance of the room clearly through the screen paper. He saw that Mr. Qi, who he had seen during the day, was dressed in a Taoist robe, sitting cross-legged in the middle of a pile of candles, muttering something in his mouth.
"What is this for?"
Feng Bingwen couldn't understand this battle, but it didn't matter if he didn't understand. He just needed to know what the old guy wanted to do, and he would destroy it and do it against him.
With a "crack" sound, accompanied by a kick from a professional who kicked the door, Boss Qi, who was sitting cross-legged in the room, trembled. He opened his eyes and saw clearly the person who broke in through the door, and also saw the person he was carrying in his hand.
Something, he raised his palm, his face full of resistance,
"stop!"
Wow!
But Feng Bingwen didn't pay attention to him. He picked up the wooden bucket in his hand and threw it over his face. The candle he seemed to have placed to fit something was immediately extinguished. Most of it was extinguished, leaving only the remaining
A small half is shining stubbornly, providing insignificant light for this house.
"you……"
We had just met during the day. Although it was already night, Boss Qi had not forgotten Feng Bingwen and recognized him at a glance.
"You little bastard, do you know what you did?"
"There are evil spirits outside. Without suppression, everyone in the whole village will die, and you are no exception!"
"hehe!"
Feng Bingwen took out the hatchet from the back of his waist where the blood had not yet solidified, and strode towards him, sneering twice as a response.
"You idiot!"
When he saw the kid in front of him who was carrying a hatchet and was about to rush to chop him, Boss Qi didn't panic. After all, Feng Bingwen's appearance was too deceptive.
He pretended to take out a yellow talisman from his sleeve, and easily ignited it without the help of any external objects. Then with a slight flicker, a ray of yellow smoke rushed towards Feng Bingwen as if it had a will of its own.
However, the distance of a few steps was close in an instant, and Feng Bingwen had no room to escape. He could only watch the yellow smoke entangle himself, and then dissipate!
"This is impossible!"
Boss Qi subconsciously exclaimed. The next moment he reacted, his body became panicked unconsciously. He continued to reach out and touch his cuffs.
But Feng Bingwen, who would never give him another chance to perform, raised his foot and kicked him in the stomach. The thin middle-aged man immediately folded into a V shape and flew out upside down, causing chaos.
There are a lot of furnishings on display.
"Wait a minute, kid, I can take you back. I still have three hundred silvers at home... eh!"
Boss Qi, who struggled to get up, was interrupted before he finished speaking. He could only make a sound like leaking air, and could no longer speak a clear character because his throat was split open by a hatchet, leaving a sticky
Blood spurted out like a fountain.
"Noisy!"
Feng Bingwen was worried and slashed his neck again, intending to behead him.
But after thinking about it, he still walked out of the house, preparing to call the evil spirit outside to swallow the demon's yang energy and soul, cutting off all his means of survival.
But as soon as he walked out of the house, his whole body suddenly froze, because he saw, on the distant horizon, a pale golden "sun" rising slowly, followed by an overwhelming
There was a faint divine power coming down, and the faint scent of sandalwood floated in the air.