Otherworldly Merchant
Chapter 102 Bamboo Barrel
Li Mazi and Mr. Bai gave me a thumbs up. My face suddenly turned red and I laughed with embarrassment.
Following the guidance of Ginseng dolls, Li Mazi and Boss Bai and I came to the depths of the dense forest, which, from a high point of view, seemed like an inverted sea bowl. There are many tall trees surrounding them, underneath which there are many unknown mushrooms.
Looking at this magnificent wonder, I can't help but admire the ghost axe of nature, which not only allows millions of creatures to coexist peacefully, but also creates truly illusory beauty. We must be the first ones to get here, right?
No, I think someone's been here before!
Because I found a kettle made of bamboo cylinders under a tree in front of me, and there were a lot of them in the village when I was a kid, so I knew them.
This kind of water container is now rare, I didn't expect to meet it today in this old woods.
I couldn't help but walk to the kettle, but the further I walked, the more powerful the Ginseng doll in my backpack was. I wasn't sure if I was right at first, I tried several times in a row and found the ginseng doll was very reactive, which aroused my curiosity about the bamboo barrel.
I put my backpack and ginseng doll next to my foot, it's full of trees, the sun is blocked so tight and strong, and the pubic air is strong, ginseng doll can come out and breathe with confidence and boldness.
I think this vibrant little doll must have suffocated in her backpack along the way!
Sure enough, the Ginseng doll had a long lazy waist as soon as it came out of her backpack, and her eyes curled with laughter. But when he saw the bamboo barrel, his face instantly changed and became miserable and white, and he looked terrified.
I was curious to go towards the bamboo barrel, and the closer I got to the bamboo barrel, the bigger the shady wind.
I'm so familiar with this shady wind. It's a shady spirit! I immediately became vigilant, five fingers silently mounted on the Ghost Chopper's double knife, approaching the bamboo barrel step by step.
Just as I was two or three meters from the bamboo barrel, the bamboo barrel suddenly flew!
Too fast, like an arrow off a string, so fast I couldn't even react. The bamboo barrel actually flew over and hit Mr. White in the head.
The spirits residing in the bamboo cylinder appear to be hostile to the white boss, controlling the bamboo cylinder rain point to strike the white boss like.
Boss Bai was beaten to death, holding his head.
I rushed over to the bamboo tube and said, "Stop it! ”
This roar reached the extreme of the spiritual power in my body, and the bamboo barrel was obviously shocked by me, stopping in the middle of the sky and staring at us.
The Ginseng doll hid behind her and clapped her hands in a low voice, and seemed happy to see that I drank the bamboo cartridge back.
Quiet, three seconds, but as quiet as death.
Right next, the wind. Heavy rainstorms of the wind. A strong shadow swept the fallen leaves of the earth into a tornado and swept at us as if to bury all of us.
Apparently, the spirits in the bamboo barrel are angry!
I yelled, "Hug the tree, don't let the wind blow you away. ”
Li Mazi and Bai boss suddenly hugged the tree around them like a dog bear. The strength of the milk was used up. I squatted half to the ground and nailed the ghost God's knife to death.
The tornado was so big, it blew at me more than once, and the wind smelled like disgusting fish.
I couldn't even open my eyes when the wind blew. In the wind, my hands and feet seemed to be pulled apart and my knives peeled away.
The moment my last finger was pulled away from my knife, my whole body floated halfway into the air.
My body is in the middle of a storm, and the wind spins around my body at high speeds!
All of a sudden, there was a 'giggle' in the wind.
The wind turned into thousands of ghost faces, laughing and yelling at me.
That's the phantom face of the Yin spirits. If I get bitten by this face, it won't hurt, but it will get gassed in, and at least I'll have to lie in bed for a month.
The fantasized face of the wind laughed wildly at me, opened its mouth and tried to swallow my whole life!
That blood basin opened up to me for a moment, I felt the blood all over my body turned into ice, my instincts reached out to grab an object, but I found the tentacles were all dirt, I couldn't hold it at all...
In a hurry, I snapped my finger and squeezed a drop of sperm blood towards the target.
As my blood swept out, I forced myself to concentrate on remembering the Book of Morals.
A crisp sound came from the wind, adding the blood of the Book of Moral Scripture to pierce countless ghosts like a sword.
The ghost faces in the wind gather slowly to form the shape of a person.
Seeing that human form painfully covered his face, he kept screaming, and the smaller the human form, he finally shrunk to normal size!
After being curled in the air by the wind for so long, my bones seemed to be breaking apart, my face was also numb, the five officials were shaped, I couldn't even speak...
Looking at the shaky figure in front of me, I thought, "Is this the ghost in the bamboo barrel?"
I shook my hands and feet, saw that my mobility had been restored, and immediately picked up the ghost slayer knife on the ground.
I pointed a cold knife at the spirits and asked, "Why don't you go to the foetus and attach it to this bamboo barrel?" ”
Obviously, the Yin Spirit was unwilling to be subdued by me, yelling and pounding again.
This time I was ready to seal the front and rear tracks with the Ghost Slasher knife long before it came up.
You need to know that the Ghost Chopper Double Knife is forged personally by the owner of the refiner door, Ou Shengtian. It is sealed with the power of the Dry Master, and the power is naturally unique. An ordinary Yin Spirit can be wiped out by a double knife blade of the Ghost God!
I don't want to kill myself, I just put up a defensive posture, just don't attack. But the Yin spirits still come up once at a time, but it comes up less powerful than once...
Finally it got tired and floated on the bamboo barrel again.
I took the opportunity to read the Book of Ethics and purify its resentment!
I saw the black resentment of the spirits slowly fade away and gradually become transparent in the sound of the scriptures.
But when he showed up, I was stunned.
The Yin spirits were wearing grass green old military uniforms, a pair of liberation slippers on their feet and a Mao chairman stamp on their chest, apparently a costume from the '60s and' 70s.
It doesn't make sense! That's insane!
Rationally, only spirits over a hundred years old can attach themselves to antiques and become objects.
But how can a normal bamboo cylinder be turned into a pussy in front of a spiritual spirit that has only been around for more than 50 years? I can't figure it out, but I don't think about it anymore.
I sighed and was about to subdue it. Who knew? “I hate it, I hate it! ”
This opening is even more shocking to me. A hundred years of spirits can be attached to antiques to become shadows, and more than a thousand years of spirits can become organic spirits to speak. This is the basic knowledge in the shadow circle. So what is this thing?