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Li Fugui said: "This is the hundred-refined knife I bought at Jin Ge shop in Qingyang City." He is not a fool. How can the death of his wife and children be touched on him and have no hatred for the goddess? This knife is just fine. It is a clear proof that he is still a bloody man.
But after all, he was just an ordinary farmer with wine on one side and a knife on the other, but he never made up his mind to pick up the knife. But he still kept the knife and didn't take it out for a good drink.
Li Fugui recalled the past, and burst into tears: "I dare not sell this knife, nor can I sell it. If I sell it, I will have nothing."
Li Qingshan's heart was agitated, and his face was calm, and he wrapped the knife back in its sheath silently: "If you can trust me, this knife will belong to me, and I will give you an explanation."
Li Fugui turned his back and waved his hand. Li Qingshan stepped out of the door and walked swiftly all the way. He couldn't wait to come and cut the goddess with a knife. He returned to the hut and practiced a punch to calm his heart.
"What level of supernatural power can drive ghosts, how powerful is it than mine?"
"A strong one can make a dynasty of ghosts, called a ghost emperor, to interact with gods and demons. If you are too weak, you can only bully ordinary people. Not only is it useless to practice, but it is harmful. Yin energy invades the body, confusion, and perverse temperament."
"The goddess is of course the latter kind." Li Qingshan relaxed, this was what he expected, otherwise, the goddess would not have eaten him in vain and took revenge for so long.
"But don't underestimate him. You can't see the ghosts. Many methods are impossible to guard against."
Li Qingshan's thoughts changed: "Brother Niu, I heard that people can see ghosts with bull's tears on their eyes. I wonder if it's true?"
"Come and make my idea, Lao Niu has no tears in his life."
"You don't flick when a man has tears, but it's just that you don't feel sad, Brother Niu, don't you have the time to be sad?"
Qing Niu turned aside the bull's head and ignored him.
Li Qingshan knew that Brother Niu was a real bull temper, so he stopped persuading him. These days, the two have not communicated much. He also vaguely realized the thoughts of Qing Niu. He didn't want Li Qingshan to treat it as a backing, and walk his own way. You must resist what you do.
At dusk, Qing Niu suddenly handed a small porcelain bottle to Li Qingshan without explaining anything, so he walked out the door and went up to Wuniugang, looking at the hundreds of thousands of mountains in the sunset.
Li Qingshan opened the small porcelain bottle and saw that there was a transparent light blue liquid inside. With a move in his heart, he smiled brightly, and thanked the green cow from the back. He dipped the liquid with wormwood and dripped it carefully into his eyes.
It didn't feel much at first, but then he felt that his eyes were getting hotter and hotter. If it weren't for the hard practice these days, he could hardly help crying out in pain.
In the smoky blue brick house, a group of outsiders came to ask God to ask questions, staring dumbly at a piece of talisman paper flying in the sky, and then suddenly it burned, and it was still a blue flame.
They couldn't see, a child with a pale face was holding up the piece of talisman paper with great effort. They just bowed their heads and handed all the money to the goddess in fear, and then went backwards.
The goddess carefully collected the money, and her face suddenly became grim: "What's the matter, then why is Li Er still not dead? Is it because you don't care about it? Do you want me to take care of you?"
The child's dull face also showed fear, and he shook his head desperately.
The goddess suddenly shook the bell in her hand, and the child slammed into the room in pain, bringing up a gust of cloudy wind and blowing away the lingering smoke.
After a long time, the goddess would stop the bell: "Hey, listen to grandma, grandma will not treat you badly." Give the child a thin embroidery needle: "Take it and blind him."
The child struggled to grasp the embroidery needles and flew down to Wolverine by the night breeze.
In the night, Li Qingshan still closed his eyes and meditated in the courtyard.
The child walked over, raised the embroidery needle in his hand, and slowly pierced Li Qingshan's eyes. In the eyes of ordinary people, there is only one needle flying in the air by itself, not to mention the extremely thin embroidery needle. I can't see clearly even during the day, let alone at night.
Li Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes, ignoring the embroidered needles close at hand, and stared at the child's dark eyes with a sword-like gaze: "What are you going to do?" His eyes are bright, as if there are two. The flame is burning.
In the evening, just when Li Qingshan was in distress, the trace of Ruowu's breath in his body suddenly started to swim, wandering between his eyes, and the painful sensation suddenly eased a lot.
When the painful and scorching sensation disappeared, a coolness flowed in his eyes, which made him feel comfortable. At this moment, a warning sign appeared in his heart, and he opened his eyes suddenly, just in time to see the kid from last night, holding hands. Standing in front of him with the embroidery needle.
He was also taken aback and a little afraid. He originally thought that the goddess was nothing but some ghost tricks and would never be able to contend against him head-on. Anyway, the little devil's yin qi could not hurt him, so he had the thought of underestimating the enemy, but if he hadn't been able to suddenly be able to Seeing a ghost, it is inevitable that you will be scammed, and your eyes will be ruined, so it is better to kill the killer early.
The child was even more surprised. Li Qingshan glared at him and trembled. The embroidery needle in his hand fell to the ground and fluttered away.
Li Qingshan looked at the kid carefully and found that he was only six or seven years old, and he was born extremely handsome. If it weren't for his pale face, she was really like a golden virgin, wearing a silk robe and satin gown. He thought it was his attire before his death, not like being driven out of service. The kid looks like a little boy from a big family.
Seeing that Li Qingshan could see him, the child didn't dare to go forward, but he was afraid that he would not be able to complete the task and would be punished by the goddess when he went back.
Li Qingshan no longer has any fear in his heart. Everything that is invisible is the most terrifying. Now he clearly sees it and realizes that this kid is more scared than him, so he opened his mouth and asked: "What is your name? Where did it come from?"
But no matter what he asked, the child was mu Na Na who did not answer, and Li Qingshan's heart moved: "You can't speak?"
The child hesitated for a while before nodding.
Li Qingshan thought it was only used by the goddess, and unfortunately died at such a young age, and maybe it was killed by the goddess, he felt a little compassionate in his heart, and his attitude was milder.
"I was so close yesterday, what are you hiding now? Come here, I have something to ask you."
Seeing that his expression became less terrifying, the child walked a few steps closer, like a fearful little beast.
Li Qingshan said: "Since you don't want to talk, then nod and shake your head to answer. Do you understand?"
The child nodded.
One person, one ghost, just communicate like this.
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