After I figured out what Guo Yuanwai was thinking, I laughed out loud and said, "Guo Yuanwai, what's the saying? A good bird chooses a tree to roost, and a wise minister chooses his master. I'm very happy that you have ideas.
After all, you are no longer fierce ghosts who only know how to act out of resentment."
"But whether you choose the Special Case Division and make a new life after thirty years of hard work, or the Ten Thousand Demons Pit, where you will be beaten to pieces and unable to reincarnate, it's up to you to choose."
I slowly turned around and said with a smile: "But Bai Wuhui, I really didn't realize that you have the potential to deceive people. You are considered a talent in the Ten Thousand Demons Pit."
Bai Wuhu was unmoved and said calmly: "Now that we understand, how about we add some extra bonuses?"
I immediately understood what Bai Wuhui was thinking, and I laughed on the spot and said, "The bet between you and me continues. If I win, Guo Yuanwai and the fierce ghost in military uniform will go with the Special Cases Division. If you win, they will
How about going with Wanmo Pit?"
Bai Wuhu grinned and said, "Just what I wanted!"
He suddenly shouted: "Everyone dispersed!"
This loud shout only frightened the opera singers and the unjust ghosts who were watching the opera, and fled in random directions, leaving an open space in an instant.
Bai Wufu laughed loudly and jumped forward, only to see that he was already standing firmly on the stage like a big bird.
I sneered, took a step forward, shrank to an inch, and performed the technique. I was already standing opposite Bai Wuhui like a ghost.
Bai Wuhuo was heard cheering: "Shrink the Earth to an Inch! What a good move!"
I replied: "I still have many good tricks! Look at the stick!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the short evil-suppressing stick was smashed against his head with a whistling wind.
In fact, this kind of gambling battle is a matter of life and death, so everyone relies on their own abilities and does whatever it takes. There are very few people who will deliberately increase restrictions on you.
So when I struck down the stick, the true fire of the sun had already burned the evil-suppressing short stick red, and there was a flash of red light in the darkness.
Bai Wufu was not afraid, and reached out to grab my short evil-suppressing stick. The sight of it made me laugh out loud, secretly calling for death.
I am a human and Bai Wuhui is a corpse. Ever since the evil-suppressing short stick was created, it has been specially used to destroy evil. Bai Wufu is full of corpse energy. As long as he comes into contact with the evil-suppressing short stick, he will be beaten to pieces.
Not to mention the blazing fire on the short stick, all caused by the high temperature brought by the true fire of the sun.
But Bai Wuhu reached out to grab my short evil-suppressing stick. Not only did I not stop, but I gained even more strength.
It was too late to say, but it was too late to say that, with a "bang" sound, the short evil-suppressing stick hit Bai Wuhui's palm directly.
The scorching high temperature burned Bai Wuhuo's face pale, but he refused to let go and shouted: "Come here!"
I laughed heartily and said, "Bai Wuhe, you are the first Xieyou who dares to take away my evil-suppressing stick!"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless ghost writings swarmed out from the short evil-suppressing stick, intertwined with each other, combined with each other, and spread layer by layer towards Bai Wuhui's wrist.
This is the ghost writing that Yu Buren taught me, and it is also the writing recorded in the classics of the Yu Dynasty.
As soon as the ghost text came out, Bai Wuhui's wrist was entangled with each other, and Bai Wuhui groaned in pain, and then suddenly let go.
But the moment he let go, he stretched out his finger and lightly touched the evil-suppressing short stick, and then a black energy filled the air.
Wherever the black energy went, the red light dimmed instantly, and the true fire of the sun was suppressed.
I looked down and couldn't help but be secretly frightened, and shouted: "This is the Black Gang of Hell!"
If the true fire of the sun is the most yang and strong flame, then the hell black gang is the yin fire that is the most yin and cold.
The Black Gang of Hell only exists deep underground, and it can freeze ghosts even in the darkest and coldest places. In the dark underground world, once you encounter the Black Gang of Hell, even ghosts can freeze into ice cubes.
Bai Wuhui didn't know where he collected the underworld black gang. He thought it was the true sun fire specially designed to deal with me.
Just now, he dared to grab my evil-suppressing short stick with his bare hands. In fact, it was because he had the black energy of the underworld on his wrist and was not afraid of the real fire of the sun.
However, the restraining effect of the ghost text still prevented him from messing around, so he hurriedly released the evil-suppressing short stick, threw the underworld black gang over, and extinguished the real sun fire that I often used.
While I was stunned, Bai Wufu laughed loudly and jumped towards me: "Zhang Wuxin, you don't have the purple gourd of good and evil, and you don't have the true fire of the sun. How can you do anything to me with just a fire stick?"
I shouted without showing any signs of weakness: "Without these things, I can still deal with you more than enough!"
Before I finished speaking, I had already taken off my coat and threw it away.
The lining of my coat is always embroidered with a Yin-Yang Bagua diagram. With this Yin-Yang Bagua diagram, it can not only protect the body’s Yang Qi from being invaded by evil spirits, but it can also be taken off to defeat the enemy at critical moments!
Bai Wuhui didn't know that there was something mysterious on my coat, and thought I wanted to confuse the public. He stretched out his hand and tried to tear my coat open. Unexpectedly, the Bagua's effect of reversing yin and yang was triggered, and not only did the clothes fail to be torn, but even
The clothes also wrapped around him, and only caught one of his arms.
Bai Wuhuo was surprised and said with a smile: "Okay! How can this be done?"
I laughed loudly: "Don't be surprised in a hurry, because you will be even more surprised later!"
After saying this, I bit the tip of my tongue and sprayed out a stream of blood mist.
The blood mist condensed but never dispersed, gathering in front of me. I stretched out my hand to touch the blood mist, and shouted: "Are you afraid that you have never seen real ghost writing? Feng!"
When I clicked with my hands, I actually didn't click randomly, but used my fingers to outline an ancient rune. This kind of writing inherited from Wen Dian is extremely powerful. Emperor Shun Yao Chonghua relied on Wen Dian to compete with the Ancestor of Corpses.
Such a long time.
The ancient runes solidified with my own blood were curved and their shapes were constantly changing. I stretched out my hand and patted it, and a burst of blood flew through the air.
Bai Wuhui looked solemn and did not dare to touch this kind of ghost writing that could be changed, because the ancient runes were a combination of countless basic runes, and the effect of the words could be adjusted temporarily according to the opponent's response.
Often a word can be re-drawn into more than a dozen meanings, and the slightest difference can lead to thousands of miles of misunderstanding.
Bai Wuhui didn't understand the mystery of the ancient runes, but that didn't stop him from being wary of the ancient runes.
Seeing that Bai Wuhuo didn't dare to answer, I smiled and said, "I want to see where you can hide." Just after saying this, I stretched out my hand and clicked in the blood mist, and another combination of words came out.
flew out.
But he said that the blood mist I sprayed was very thick, and I condensed it with my own hands. I drew seven lines of ghost writing in a row, and then the blood mist gradually dimmed.
I saw seven bloody ghosts circling around Bai Wuhui, constantly reorganizing. Bai Wuhui was forced back by the seven ghosts, and his image turned out to be quite embarrassing.
With a smile on my face, I said, "Bai Wuhui, is this all you have?"
Bai Wuhuo kept moving his body, and suddenly he stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on a piece of ghost writing. In an instant, the intricate writing was broken apart by him, and turned into a drop of blood and fell to the ground.
Bai Wuhu laughed: "I, Ten Thousand Demons, have been fighting against the living for thousands of years. Although I have never learned the ghost texts in the classics, I have also deciphered some of their mysteries."
"Actually, these ghost articles are really nothing."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand a little more, and another ghost writing was broken up and turned into blood.
Then he kept reaching out and tapping, and all seven ghost writings were broken into seven drops of blood by him.
Bai Wuhu smiled and said, "Zhang Wuxin, this mouthful of blood you spurted was in vain."
I was a little confused on my face and sneered: "Baisheng? No, no. At least I have seen your method!"
Bai Wuhui's method is actually a combination of words, but the way of combining words is exactly the opposite of that of ghost writing. He reaches out and touches it, and the yin and yang conflict, which can destroy the power contained in the ghost writing.
Just like acid-base neutralization.
But just because I don’t have ghost writing, doesn’t mean I don’t have other means.
I have been in the Yin Yang shop for so many years. Zhang Wuren has taught me things, He Zhonghua has taught me things, and although Yu Buren has had very little contact with me, I have benefited a lot from our recent interactions.
In addition, I also learned boxing from Deputy Commander Di Ming, black and white from Chen Wuye, and Buddhism from Master Wuyue. Even when I met Zheng Kexiu, I saw how powerful Zheng Kexiu was.
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The more masters you come into contact with, the more or less you will learn some weird and bizarre methods. These methods are mixed and impure, with a hammer here and a broom here and there, but as the saying goes, no matter it is a black cat or a white cat, it can catch anything.
The one who catches the mouse is a good cat.
No matter who’s method is used, as long as I can get rid of it, it’s a good method!
Thinking of this, I suddenly put away the short evil-suppressing stick and took a step forward. I was already behind Bai Wuhui. I stretched out my index and middle fingers, aimed at Bai Wuhui's spine and stabbed him.
The backbone is an important bone that supports a person and is also an important component directly connected to the brain.
No matter whether it is a human or a corpse, it is inseparable from this backbone, and the same goes for Bai Wuhe!
I learned this skill from Chen Wuye. He told me that the middle finger is connected to the heart meridians, and the index finger is connected to the meridians. The heart meridians are yang, and the meridians are the roads. The yang energy rushes into the opponent's spine along the meridians, even if he is the king of corpses.
You also have to take a break from cooking.
This move is called: Dead Body Finger!
As soon as I pointed it out, Bai Wuhu laughed loudly: "Chen Wuye's dead body fixation finger, aren't you from the Yin and Yang shop? How could you learn the method number one on the list of murderers?"
As he spoke, he turned sideways and pointed with the same finger. But he used his thumb. I wanted to try his method, and without dodging, my index finger and middle finger instantly clicked on the other person's thumb.
I just felt a yin energy coming directly along my index finger, and the cold breath made me shiver.
Bai Wuhuo, who was opposite him, felt uncomfortable too. His face turned red first, and then turned pale. Then he staggered a few steps, and a smile appeared on his face: "Not bad! Not bad!"
I laughed and said, "If you can't bear it, just say so. Don't be brave!"