To say why Qian Ren was entangled by this Specter, the time had to go back to midnight last night.
Since Qian Ren can be a killer, he is also a calm and cautious temperament. Even if the target is only a small county in the mountains, he still collects information and makes full preparations.
This Zhujiaji is surrounded by mountains, with not much arable land and no commercial conditions. It was not suitable for living as a county. Just because the favorite concubine of an emperor in Xiliang in the previous dynasty had a unique taste and liked to eat wild fruits in the mountains, the emperor would People were specially ordered to migrate and the people came to pick them, and this is how Zhujiaji is today. Xiliang has been destroyed for many years. Naturally, the new emperor has no interest in these wild fruits. All the people in the city have moved out if they can, and the villagers who are left only rely on finding herbs for a living, and they live very poor.
It is precisely such a place with poor mountains and bad waters that is prone to evil things. Ten years ago, a passerby mentioned that Zhujiaji used young women to make sacrifices to ghosts and gods every month. If others heard about it, it would be fine. A Xuanmen disciple named Fu Hongye was also present, and immediately asked where the Zhujiaji was, and rushed there to rescue the innocent woman who was sacrificed.
Xuanmen Zhengzong's way of thinking to save the common people has always been incomprehensible. All I know is that this red leaf has gone and never returned. Xuanmen sent people to Zhujiaji to ask and couldn't find any trace, so it was just regarded as missing. It wasn't until He Huan sorted out the files a few days ago that he found out that the matter was quite strange, and sent Qianren to investigate.
When a monk is enlightened, he will retreat for decades. It is normal for the good and the evil to fight and die in the mountains. Therefore, various sects have long been accustomed to the disappearance of their disciples. As long as the accident is not a core disciple, they will not pay special attention. Although Qian Ren knew that Master sent him to investigate a disciple from the Xuanmen, he was still puzzled on the road.
On this day, the dark clouds covered the moon and no stars were seen. The mountain forest at midnight was very quiet. Walking on the grassy trail, only the sound of my footsteps and the rough sound of dead leaves rubbing against the ground echoed each other. If no one else dared to walk alone at night in this situation, Qian Ren, who has excellent night vision, would not feel uncomfortable at all. After all, he was born with amazing demonic energy in his body, but any ghost with a little vision would not have the courage to die.
However, he seemed to have forgotten that ghosts in such rural areas might never meet a demon cultivator in their entire life, and there was a possibility that they could not recognize what demonic energy was. For example, now, the air is suddenly cold and cold, with the dew on the grass condensing into frost little by little, and a team of red-clothed wedding receptionists is walking towards him on the dark path ahead.
The oncoming sedan has no other color except blood red. Even the swaying tassel is a red shadow. The bearer and the entourage are also dressed in red from head to toe, and their heads are covered with red paper-cuts to hide their faces. There is a young man sitting on the top of the sedan chair with his eyes closed, wearing a pure white underwear and a bright red wedding dress. However, a closer look reveals that this person's white clothes are actually linen clothes used as mourning clothes, so red and white are so terrifying.
As the distance between each other got closer, the little ghosts walking on both sides of the sedan chair threw paper money like children playing, and among the flying pieces of paper, only the weird laughter kept circling.
"whee."
"whee."
"whee."
Such a battle was not an ordinary brat, a coldness flashed in Qian Ren's eyes, the demonic energy in his body had been accumulated, and he just stood still with his arms folded, always ready to make a move.
Thinking about it in Qianren, since Zhujiaji has been offering sacrifices to ghosts and gods for ten years, the welcoming team is either transformed by the ghosts of dead women or the wedding team that was sacrificed to ghosts and gods. From the current situation, it is obvious that the latter is possible. higher. It's good, I met him today so that I wouldn't waste time looking for it, so I asked him to meet this ghost bridegroom.
This Specter really came towards him, and a group of men in red surrounded him tightly, then silently waved their sleeves and danced beside the man in black. This bizarre movement was obviously an ancient dance with sacrificial meaning, and Qian Ren's fingertips gathered demonic energy, thinking that it would be a good idea to choose a fierce and fierce ghost in the first battle of returning to the rivers and lakes.
As if expecting him to make a move, with the appearance of demonic energy, the groom who had closed his eyes and sat quietly on the top of the sedan chair suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly looked at each other. His face is still immature, and although his complexion is gray and white unique to dead people, he can be regarded as a handsome young man.
Judging from the age, he is only about eighteen. For a monk, it is a good age to enter the arena for adventure. It is a pity to become a ghost at such a young age.
With a slight sigh in his heart, Qian Ren thought that he was really old now. When he first entered the arena, he only saw the difference between people who should be killed and those who should not be killed, but now he cares about who the enemy is.
As of this time, everything is still unfolding normally. The demons who have re-entered the arena and met the fierce and fierce ghosts. They only need to fight each other to the fullest.
However, as if something was broken, the Specter, who was supposed to be his opponent, suddenly became sad after opening his eyes to see his face clearly. Just when Qian Ren wondered if this man had something to do with him, he sighed sadly, "Oh, it's a man again. This head is standing taller than my sedan chair, how can it fit in? "
Qian Ren has practiced for many years, and masters of both good and evil have basically met each other. Even Qing Xuzi, the No. 1 cultivator in the world, fought tenaciously. He thought that he could face any opponent he encountered, but this kind of dislike for him It's the first time I've seen one that is too high to fit in the sedan chair. At this time, Qian Ren only looked down at his body that was so strong that it was impossible to be recognized as a woman, and began to wonder what the taste of the broken sleeves these days was.
This young man's words seemed to turn on the switch for the plot to collapse, and the kid who jumped a few laps was also a little tired. Looking at Qian Ren, who had no reaction on his face, he asked angrily, "Boss, he's standing still. How can this be done?"
Hearing this, Li Gui turned his head and looked at the living person they had captured. He really didn't even move his eyebrows like an ice sculpture. In his memory, ordinary people would not be afraid of ghosts. At this time He didn't feel anything wrong, he just sighed: "Oh, it's so pitiful, my face freezes with fright. Forget it, a man is a man, and my husband will take good care of you."
Wannian's expressionless Qian Ren: "..."
Seeing that these little devils actually carried the sedan chair in front of him, Qian Ren finally realized that he was overthinking it, and that this was not an opponent worthy of a fight at all. These country little devils didn't even recognize him as a demon cultivator!
Yes, he is the most unattractive male cultivator in the magic way. He has lived for 68 years and has not even had a double cultivation partner. He has finally reached the pinnacle of his life's charm today - he was robbed by a fierce ghost. !
However, for this shocking reality, Qian Ren said that his heart did not fluctuate and even wanted to kill.
Looking indifferently at the sedan chair in front of him, Qian Ren raised his feet without hesitation, only to hear a touch. The unsightly sedan chair was torn apart, and the shattered red cloth fell one after another. He glanced at the ghost floating in the air at a loss. , was about to send this arrogant person on the road, when he heard the kid who carried the sedan chair shout in a shrill voice: "Boss! He kicked the top of the sedan chair with one foot, what a long leg!"
That Li Gui had found out that this man was not easy to provoke and wanted to run away. He suddenly heard this and looked over subconsciously. The cultivator's body line was already leaner than ordinary people. It was the first time he had seen such a handsome man. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's really long legs!"
Where on earth did he break his head to consider this country kid a good opponent
Silently looking at the group of ghosts who couldn't understand the situation at all, Qian Ren found that bullying such a fool didn't seem to be in line with his status as a guardian of the magic sect. s head.
"Run! The boss's head was kicked off too!"
As soon as this move came out, all the little ghosts fled in panic, but Qian Ren's depressed mood was not relieved. He originally wanted to kick the ghost directly out of sight, but who knew that it flew, but it only flew away, and the half of the body was still in front of him, and he even continued to pursue death unremittingly. He grabbed his boots and said, "Well, this long-legged hero, you can see that you don't have a wife, and it just so happens that I am too. Anyway, the sedan chair kicked, would you mind by the way and Xiaosheng to worship the world and become a relative?"
He took back the sigh just now, it was not a pity for this person to die, even a demon cultivator like him could attack him, this is undoubtedly a demon in color!
Looking at this headless ghost with a blank face, Qian Ren finally couldn't calm down, so he kicked his body to the horizon, "Go away! Appearing in front of me again will make you go crazy!"
The above is the whole experience of Killer Bi's first encounter with a ghost.
Qian Ren's master, He Huan, once told him that ghosts are mostly created by people who have been wronged after being killed and have nowhere to complain. The practice of refining ghosts is a bit out of the way. After all, the smell of corpse on his body is too disrespectful to his dual cultivation object.
Qian Ren had already learned to only listen to what was useful to Master's words. He also had some understanding of Li Gui, and knew that most of the young people were ghosts who died on the way to welcome relatives. Qian Ren has been cultivating for decades, and now he can vaguely see the meaning of heaven, thinking that the person who died on the big day is a bit pitiful, so he didn't care about his presumptuous actions and let this person go.
However, this does not mean that he can endure the harassment of this specter to him one after another. At this time, looking at the ghost who is not afraid of death and reappearing in front of him, Qian Ren thought that he should just let this guy disappear.
The author has something to say: Specter: My wife is a peerless devil with long legs, and his only hobby is to kick my head like a ball!
Qianren: I refuse to sign for this kind of acceptance!
Author: If you think so, at least he appreciates you! Can any other human do it
Some scenes refer to Mr. Lin Zhengying's "Mr. Zombie", a movie that made me fall in love with ghost movies 233