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Chapter 2 Emperor Zhenwu Bless! Amitabha! Amen!

Chapter 2 Emperor Zhenwu bless you! Amitabha! Amen!

Fan Wu opened the door of the Taoist temple and saw several people standing outside. They were all wearing county police uniforms. Above each person's head, there was attribute information that only he could see.

[Capture the head in Qiulong County - Life: 66 - Power: 2 - Skill: None]

[Quick Catcher Armor——Life: 59——Power: 1.5——Skill: None]

[Captain B - Life...]

【……】

At first glance, it looks like an NPC-like name that has no sense of existence. It is really hard to complain. This group of agents don't even deserve to have names in front of Goldfinger!

Their attributes are not very high, and the one with the highest [Strength] attribute is the leader.

However, it is still far behind Fan Wu.

This group of detectives were already panting from exhaustion and were impatiently banging on the door. It was inevitable that their temper would rise. However, when they saw Fan Wu standing in front of them like an iron tower...

Their breathing suddenly became stagnant.

Don't dare to breathe too much.

His temper evaporated.

The muscles in Fan Wu's arms were a little thicker than their thighs. How could they not be afraid?

They had heard that this disciple of the old Heavenly Master once killed a mad cow with his bare hands!

He is the ultimate ruthless person!

This was not the first time that the leader had met Fan Wu, but every time he felt a vague sense of oppression from Fan Wu, which made him swallow his saliva secretly.

This Taoist priest...

More like a gangster!

The catcher took a deep breath and hurriedly told the story of the weird things that happened in Qiulong County: "Daozhang Fan, do you still remember the dirty things that happened a few days ago? It was the county magistrate who asked you to suppress it.

That dirty thing!"

"Originally, it was suppressed by you, Taoist Master, but for some reason, it came out again last night and dragged a person into the water!"

"Fortunately, there was someone accompanying that person and they pulled him back forcefully."

"When the man who was dragged down woke up, he seemed to be possessed by a demon. He kept shouting that there was... cough, there was something dirty!"

"He even saw the dirty thing with his own eyes!"

The headman didn't dare to say the word "ghost" during the entire arrest. If Fan Wu hadn't been standing in front of him, I'm afraid he wouldn't have even dared to say the word "dirty thing" for fear of provoking a ghost.

Fan Wu heard this.

Silence fell.

He naturally remembered this incident, that is, because the magistrate asked him to suppress the evil spirits, Fan Wucai missed the best opportunity to make money and run away, and ended up in trouble.

But how could he, Fan Wu, be able to exorcise ghosts?

He had no choice but to imitate the trick of a master liar.

In addition, I also referred to the ghost movies I had watched in my previous life, and performed several "faithful rituals" in the same way.

After nothing happened... Fan Wu felt that this was probably a false alarm.

But now the boss came to visit and mentioned the matter again.

They also said that some people saw ghosts.

That's quite true.

Doesn't that mean that this time...he, a disciple of a fake Taoist priest, encountered a real ghost?

Ah this?

Fan Wu realized that when he was "doing the trick" a few days ago, wasn't he walking around the gates of hell?

He knows how to do shit!

Fan Wu ran through countless thoughts at this moment, but finally he gave up the idea of ​​knocking out a few policemen and running away. If he really did this, I'm afraid... he would have to become a wanted criminal by the court.

To become a wanted criminal would be to become the enemy of the entire Zhou Dynasty!

Fan Wu did not want to live a life of escape.

The few rituals performed a few days ago barely managed to fool them. I can only see if I can fool them this time.

"Taoist? Taoist... Taoist?" The head catcher saw Fan Wu's sullen face and had no reaction so far. He couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart and asked weakly: "Could it be...could it be that the dirty thing is too fierce?"

Is it okay? Taoist priest, you think it’s very difficult?!”

"It's indeed a bit tricky." Fan Wu replied vaguely.

"But Taoist priest, we can't delay it! It's getting dark again, and those dirty things may come out and harm people again at night. If someone loses their life, it will be troublesome!" The head catcher was worried.

Although death is normal, death by accident and death at the hands of ghosts are two different concepts.

Accidents usually only kill one person.

And ghosts...

Will kill a lot of people!!!

"Well, I know, wait a moment." Fan Wu replied calmly, then closed the door of the Taoist temple and immediately came to the main hall of the Taoist temple, where the statue of Emperor Zhenwu is located.

Fan Wu doesn't know Taoism, so let him beat people and he will be good at it, but let him know nothing about exorcising ghosts.

but……

The situation is not so absolute.

Fan Wu looked at the statue of Emperor Zhenwu again, and the three lines of text came into view again. This statue of Emperor Zhenwu was four meters high and was donated to the Taoist temple by the wealthy landowners in Qiulong County.

However, what Fan Wu cares about most is the sword in the hand of Emperor Zhenwu.

It was a real sword made by the best blacksmith in Qiulong County based on the "Northern Black Chigon Horn Demon-Severing Sword" of Emperor Zhenwu in myth and legend.

Although swords made by mortals are very ordinary swords, they generally have no function of exorcising ghosts and subduing demons.

But this Zhenwu Emperor in the Taoist temple already has the power of incense!

Then the sword He is holding will also be reborn, right?

It is definitely not as powerful as the genuine "Northern Black Chigon Horned Demon-Severing Sword", but even if it is only one billionth of the power of the genuine version, it is enough to give Fan Wu the confidence to face evil spirits.

Yes……

Fan Wu planned to lend this sword.

He took three sticks of incense seriously, bowed three times in a decent manner, and muttered: "My liar master gave me all the scriptures he made up, and I don't know what profession to use."

Terminology, let me borrow this sword from you."

"If I really encounter a real evil ghost, I hope your sword can be of some use. I don't expect it to kill the ghost, as long as it scares the ghost so that it doesn't come out tonight."

"Because... after tonight, I have to get wet."

"The Zhentian martial spirit should be protected by the Holy Emperor!"

Then Fan Wu climbed onto the altar.

He stepped on the knee of the statue of Emperor Zhenwu, and then reached for the handle of the sword.

At this moment, Fan Wu suddenly had a creepy feeling, as if there was a pair of eyes on top of his head, looking down at him silently.

"Don't blame me..."

"Emperor Zhenwu bless you!"

“Flying Spaghetti Blessings!”

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

"Amitabha!"

"Amen!"

Fan Wu quickly took down the sword. The sword was huge in size and could be called a giant sword. It was seven feet and two inches long, weighed twenty-four kilograms, and was four inches and eight minutes wide.

Fan Wu curiously pulled out his sword.

The sharp blade leaves no doubt that it can kill people.

I don’t know if it’s because this statue of Zhenwu Emperor already has some power, so even the sword in his hand can be increased to a certain extent...

After all these years, his liar master has never maintained this sword.

But the sword is still extremely sharp.

Not a trace of rust.

The 24-pound sword cannot be used by ordinary people. After a few dances, I might be so tired that my arms will lose all feeling.

But Fan Wu felt that this sword.

The weight is just right for him!

He is indeed a little bit longer. Seven feet and two inches was already 1.9 meters long in the Zhou Dynasty, almost as tall as Fan Wu.

A giant sword of this size can be used as a blunt weapon even if it is not sharpened.

Fan Wugang wanted to go out with the sword, but after thinking about it, he turned back first, wrapped some incense ash in a piece of yellow paper, and stuffed it into a cloth bag.

He believed that the incense ashes enshrined in the statue of Emperor Zhenwu should also have some effect in exorcising ghosts.

As for how to determine it? Didn’t the head arrest mean that someone in Qiulong County was possessed by a ghost?

Wouldn't that be a good test subject?

Fan Wu was wearing a gray-blue Taoist robe.

Carrying a "Northern Black Chigon Horned Demon-Severing Sword" on his back.

A bag of incense ash is tied around his waist.

Open the door again.

Outside the Taoist temple, the anxious arrester was already waiting. When he saw Fan Wu's strange outfit, he couldn't help but be a little stunned. For those who didn't know, they thought Fan Wu was going out to rob the house!

"Fan...Daozhang Fan, what do you want?"

"Go kill ghosts." Fan Wu said matter-of-factly: "Is it possible to kill people? You first take Pindao to see the man who was pulled into the water by the ghost last night."

"Ah? Oh!!"





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