"My father, have you been dead for a long time? Has it been so long that you have forgotten that you are dead?" The words were calm and the tone was calm without any waves, but in the ears of Wang Erlang and the old man, , but it seemed that boundless stormy waves were set off in an instant.
"Are you kidding me?" The old man couldn't help but take a step back, and a look of panic appeared on his face unconsciously.
Wang Erlang was even more panicked than he was. He looked at the old man, then at Jiang Chen, and asked with a bit of trembling: "Yes, yes, Taoist Zhiqiu, are you mistaken? How could my father-in-law be dead? He is clearly standing in front of us alive—"
"Make a mistake?" Jiang Chen glanced at him, and then sneered: "Do you think I am you? Naturally, the naked eye cannot see anything, but I have already opened my heavenly eyes when I first entered the Tao. , Unless they are very special beings, all monsters and monsters in the world can hardly escape my eyes." As he spoke, his eyes faintly emitted a bright golden light, as if he wanted to see through all the illusions in the world.
"Old man, have you really forgotten?" Jiang Chen turned around and stared at the old man: "If you weren't already dead, how could you drink human blood and eat human flesh?"
As soon as these words came out, it was like a bolt from the blue. Wang Erlang stood up and took two steps back in disbelief. He saw that the fragrant mutton on the table had all turned into human flesh. The sheep's head was a human head, and the sheep's feet were human hands and feet. The intestines were human large intestines, and there was also the tea that the old man gave him and Jiang Chen. At a glance, he saw a scarlet patch of blood in the bowl, which was clearly human blood.
"Ah!" The fright was so huge that Wang Erlang couldn't help but burst into a hysterical roar of horror. For a moment, the blood on his face faded, and he looked uglier than a ghost. He didn't know Where did he get the courage to ask the old man tremblingly: "Old man, are you really a ghost?"
"Am I a ghost?" The old man was stunned when he heard the words, and his eyes suddenly showed a bit of shock and confusion. Then, he saw faint lines of black energy appearing around him, like a living thing, covering him. The whole body gradually fell into the memories of long ago.
How long ago that happened, seven years ago, eight years ago, or nine years ago, he couldn't remember clearly. He only remembered that at that time, he was still an elder in this village. That summer, March There was no rain, there was a severe drought in the fields, and the crops were withered. When the autumn harvest came, there was no harvest. Most families in the village did not have much food left, so famine naturally broke out.
People who have never experienced it will never know the horror of famine. At that time, not to mention food, just grass roots and soil, everything that could be eaten was eaten. People in the village began to flee in order to survive, but there were also some people who did not want to stay away from their hometown, so they collected some food near the village to barely survive, and he was one of those people who was unwilling to leave.
In fact, it wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but that he knew very well that he was already very old and there was a high chance that he would die on the road if he went out, so he chose to stay because he still had a little bit left at home. With the remaining food, he can survive as long as he lasts until next spring when everything recovers.
In the village, people were starving to death at home one after another. In order to survive, some people even started eating human flesh. He was so frightened that he hid at home, closed the doors and windows, and did not dare to go out. However, as a result, he couldn't find food. The little surplus food at home was obviously not enough. He didn't know if it lasted for a month or two. It might have been winter. It was so cold. He was cold and hungry, and he didn't know. How long had passed before he died.
Yes, he was dead, and died a long time ago, but, for some reason, he forgot that he was dead. He opened the door, walked into the village, wandered back and forth in the village, and killed two-legged sheep when he was hungry. Although, he was also very surprised. How could there be such a strange animal as a two-legged sheep in the village? However, in the face of survival, these doubts are not important at all. Anyway, he only needs to know that there will always be some two-legged sheep near the village for him to slaughter and eat.
Thinking about it now, there are no two-legged sheep in this world. Those he slaughtered and eaten were clearly living people. Over the years, he first ate the remaining people in the village, and then began to eat the pedestrians passing by. He was basically a cannibal hungry ghost!
"I'm dead?! I'm a hungry ghost that eats people?!" The cruelest realization, the most terrifying truth, as everything was revealed, was followed by the most terrifying anger, suddenly , I saw black energy rising from the old man's body, and his appearance changed drastically in an instant.
Amidst the rising black energy, the original decrepit figure had disappeared, replaced by a big-headed hungry ghost about one foot tall. He roared, and the ghostly energy suddenly surged. The originally simple thatched hut room was transformed as the black energy spread. In the meantime, it turned into a terrifying ghost realm.
"Ah-ah-"
Shocked to see the horror he had never seen before in his life, Wang Erlang screamed with fear one after another. He was so frightened that he became brave. Then, he had strength from nowhere, turned around and ran away from the house.
"Roar-"
What responded to him was a loud roar from the mouth of the big-headed hungry ghost. Then, he saw black smoke billowing all over the room. In the blink of an eye, the huge figure spread along the black smoke and appeared at the door, holding a weapon in his hand. A kitchen knife with a rusty handle!
When Wang Erlang saw that he was about to escape from the room, he never thought that he would be faced with a hungry ghost blocking his way. The rusty kitchen knife made him feel a strong sense of disgust. He subconsciously wanted to stop, but unfortunately, in order to escape for his life, he even used up the strength to feed himself. At this moment, in his eagerness, where could he stop
"My life is over!" He couldn't help but wailed. Wang Erlang couldn't help closing his eyes, waiting for the moment of death to come. But soon, he opened his eyes again, because, to his surprise, he found that his forward body suddenly stopped.
A person, a hand, appeared behind him at some point, grabbed his belt, and inadvertently, seemed to have immeasurable terrifying strength, pulling him to a stop.
"I said, you kid, what are you talking about?" Jiang Chen angrily dragged Wang Erlang behind him, "I haven't even spoken yet, so you're just running around, you're not afraid of being eaten by hungry ghosts!"
"Taoist Master Zhiqiu." After escaping from death, Wang Erlang was so excited that he wanted to cry. When he spoke, there was a hint of sobbing in his tone unconsciously.
Jiang Chen chuckled, and immediately raised his hand to hold it in the air. A red light suddenly appeared, and the Scarlet Lin Sword came out of its sheath and was held in his hand. The Qilin blood resonated, and the man and the sword became one. The fierce sword intent Boiling, the unparalleled sword energy condensed, forming a sharp sword light in the blink of an eye, and slashed through the air.
Seeing this, the big-headed hungry ghost let out an angry roar. Then, as he raised his hand, the rusty kitchen knife was wrapped in a puff of black air. In mid-air, it rolled into a column of smoke and turned into a boundless hungry ghost's sharp blade, whistling with the endless evil wind. Breaking through the air to meet the attack without giving in.
There was only a sharp sound of "clang", and the moment the swords met, although the hungry ghost's sharp blade was strange, how could it resist Chi Lin, a psychic weapon that had already begun to evolve towards a magic weapon? Sparks burst out, and only black energy could be seen. It exploded, and when the sword edge passed by, the rusty kitchen knife was split into two halves with a "bang" sound.
"The wind and thunder turn sharply, and everything becomes fixed!"
The power does not spare people, uh, no, the power does not spare ghosts. Jiang Chen turned his hand and used the spell again, and the body-fixing spell appeared. A colorful light was directed towards it, and all the big-headed hungry ghosts were immediately attracted. shrouded within.
"Roar—" With an angry roar, before he was about to come out, the big-headed hungry ghost suddenly froze in place, and even the black energy around him was frozen in place.
"The magic spirits of heaven and earth, the order to expel ghosts and exorcise demons!"
Without any hesitation, Jiang Chen cast the fire control spell again, and a fire crow suddenly appeared with fluttering wings, and with a high-pitched cry from its mouth, it rushed straight towards the big hungry ghost. There was only a loud "bang" sound, and the fire crow turned into a huge flame, completely wrapping the big-headed hungry ghost in it. The hungry ghost's black energy turned into smoke in an instant, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.