"Cover your nose quickly, don't breathe in black air," Lin Jiusheng exhorted.
The black fog grew more and more, the fog blocked the view.
Lin Jiusheng's heart is getting tricky, they won't take advantage of the mist, but it will be even more dangerous.
"Old money!" Lin Jiusheng said solemnly.
"I'm here!" Old Qian nodded and said, not far behind him.
Seeing a person rushing over, Lin Jiusheng almost stabbed the dagger one to three or seven, but when it was clear that the person rushing over was Zhou Qian, he quickly put away the dagger.
When the three people leaned against each other, Lin Jiusheng suddenly thought of something, and his heart said something bad.
Judging from the current situation, it is still somewhat difficult for the weasel to kill the three of them, but the easiest thing to kill is dull.
Thinking of this, Lin Jiusheng quickly walked in the direction of Mu Ran.
After walking a few steps, he saw the weasel jump from the ground, opened his mouth, and bit towards Mu Ran.
Upon seeing this, Lin Jiusheng lifted his foot and kicked the weasel in a sideways kick.
This kick hit the weasel in an instant, kicking the weasel aside.
The weasel stood up and looked at him extremely bitterly.
Lao Qian and Zhou Qian hurried over to protect Mu Ran inside.
The weasel jumped suddenly, stepped on the sofa, and jumped towards it with the help of the sofa.
The weasel jumped very fast, but there was a sword wound on its thigh.
Obviously this sword wound was left by Zhou Qian.
"It wants to run away!" Old Qian said in a deep voice.
Needless to say, Lin Jiusheng knew it very well in his heart.
The place where the weasel can run is through the skylight.
Zhou Qian narrowed her eyes slightly, weighed the long sword in her hand, looked in the direction of the weasel, and suddenly threw the long sword in her hand.
Aiming at Zhou Qian's accurate head, Lin Jiusheng had no doubt.
Sure enough, when the weasel jumped over, the long sword directly stabbed the weasel in the stomach.
"Aw..." the weasel screamed in pain, and his body fell from mid-air.
But the moment it fell, the weasel waved its tail, and a gust of wind blew from the tail.
The wind was like a sharp knife, Lin Jiusheng and Zhou Qian stepped back quickly.
The wind hit the ground, causing the ground to come out
A crack appeared.
This made Lin Jiusheng feel heavy. This is the so-called demon wind.
As soon as the tail waved, the weasel's body fell heavily to the ground.
The body moved twice, trying to stand up from the ground, instantly unable to stand up.
"Hey, I thought this weasel was very difficult to deal with. I didn't expect it to be solved so easily." Old Qian knelt down and said.
Lin Jiusheng gave him a blank look, and it really didn't hurt to speak while standing, otherwise he arranged everything first and let the weasel fall into the arranged formation.
Then Zhou Qian's sword would hurt it first, otherwise it would be extremely difficult to deal with the weasel.
The weasel wanted to move, Lin Jiusheng stabbed a sword at its foot just in case.
The sword stabbed, and the weasel was completely honest, but this look still looked at them with extremely resentment.
Lin Jiusheng didn't care about this look, but the old money was different, he lifted up his slap and slapped it fiercely.
"You little beast, you shut me up in the cabinet at the beginning, making me almost dead." Old Qian said coldly.
Speaking of it, he was really scared. He heard that Lin Jiusheng said before that the reason why the weasel didn't kill him was because he treated him as a meal, ready to absorb his yang energy.
After all, if a person dies, the Yang Qi will also disappear.
The more I think about it, the old money will become angry.
The weasel jumped up and wanted to bite the old money.
Old Qian raised his foot in an instant and kicked the weasel hard.
Kicked the weasel aside in an instant, the weasel let out a scream, and slammed his body to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the weasel changed into the appearance of the previous woman, pointing at Lin Jiusheng and Lao Qian, just about to talk, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he died in anger.
Old Qian's kick just now knocked the weasel against the wall and knocked his head directly.
This is the real cause of death of the weasel.
At the moment when the weasel died, Lin Jiusheng felt something was wrong.
Looking at Zhou Qian, her eyes were fixed on the weasel.
"Did you find something wrong?" Lin Jiusheng said in a deep voice.
"The Yin Qi on this weasel body is very unusual, it seems to be the Yin Qi of a dead person." Zhou Qian said in a deep voice.
Just as she had just finished speaking, a strong breath of death floated from the weasel.
Feeling this lifelessness, Lin Jiusheng's heart was instant
Time to understand.
This was not a weasel at all, but a grudge attached to the weasel.
Think of the weasel's body as his own.
For ghosts, the Yin Qi that controls the consumption of animal carcasses is stronger than that of humans.
The appearance of the woman before, must be the appearance of the resentful ghost before his death.
He was still a little curious before, why this yellow fox is so weak.
Now it seems that he understands in his heart.
The ghost turned into a human form and wanted to fly towards the window above his head.
Without Zhou Qian's action, Lin Jiusheng quickly took out the black dog blood. After opening it, he aimed at the ghost spirit and dissipated it. At the same time, he said: "Gossip and gossip, yin and yang have no escape, too much old gentleman is anxious like a law."
After finishing speaking, he picked up the broken net and headed towards the grieving ghost.
Half of the net is corroded, and the remaining half is still usable.
The net wrapped the resentful ghost, and under the influence of the black dog's blood, the resentful ghost screamed, and the voice was full of resentment.
"Cholera yang is against the laws of nature. According to the Yin Law, you will surely disperse your soul." Lin Jiusheng said solemnly.
He picked up the peach wood sword and stabbed it fiercely.
The peach wood sword stabbed the ghost of the resentful ghost, the resentful ghost turned his head and glared at him viciously, unable to say a word, and with a "bang", the ghost of the resentful ghost disappeared in an instant.
Lin Jiusheng took the Peach Wood Sword. He now understands why the Peach Wood Sword had no great effect on the resentful ghost, and he did not expect to occupy the body of the weasel.
Speaking of this, the ghost is quite capable. When he opened the eyes of the ghost, he couldn't see the true purpose of the ghost, and he really thought it was a weasel.
Zhou Qian walked to the front, came to the side of the weasel, took the weasel over, this weasel was already dead.
When the grudge left its body, the weasel's body began to stinks.
"This weasel is a bit unusual. It should be a weasel who is cultivating. I don't know if it was killed for some reason, so it was occupied by the resentful ghost." Zhou Qian explained.
Lin Jiusheng also thought of one thing when he heard it. He had told him about it since he was young.
Everything has an aura. As long as you cultivate into a refined animal, your ability will increase greatly. I am afraid that the ghost will want to occupy the body of the weasel and continue the practice of the weasel.
This grudge abacus is playing very loudly.
(End of this chapter)