It seems that the corpse blood cloth is a bit too magical, but it is indeed true. This legend actually originated from witchcraft. We cannot deny that Taoism originated from witchcraft. Even the evil spells of the evil sorcerers nowadays are derived from witchcraft. As for witchcraft, I will not go into details.
This kind of magic is almost evil, but it also exists in Taoism, and its purpose is to eradicate evil ghosts. But who can distinguish good from evil among ghosts? Even the Taoist ancestor sometimes fails, so the Taoist principle is to use exorcism as the main method and subjugate as the auxiliary method. This shows that we cannot see clearly with our eyes alone. What's more interesting is that the Taoist ancestor Taishang Laojun accidentally used the Samadhi True Fire to refine Sun Wukong's Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils.
Well, this is indeed ironic. Taoists have to open their Yin-Yang eyes even to see a ghost.
The blood-covered corpse cloth frightened the fierce boss, which was understandable. But the black shadow that appeared with her made me very curious. Who was it
The thin man picked up the corpse cloth, whispered two spells, and threw it forward. The group of female ghosts immediately screamed and retreated in panic. The oil lamps in their hands fell over, collided with each other, and the white gauze was torn off, revealing the mysterious black shadow. Oh, it's Tian Lin'er!
When did he take out of the urn? He didn't even say hello, leaving me guessing for a long time.
I was really shocked when the owner showed her true face. She was prettier than Tian Lin'er and older than Tian Lin'er, probably around 27 or 28 years old. Although her face was pale and scary, the charming and domineering look between her eyebrows was fascinating.
The corpse blood cloth was falling on the head of the class owner, making them all pale and at a loss. At the same time, Shen Bing and I had already taken action at the same time. She threw the flashlight over and I threw three copper coins. The flashlight and the copper coins were shot almost at the same time, hitting the corpse blood cloth that was about to fall on the head of the class owner, and the impact flew forward a long distance before falling to the ground.
The bloody corpse cloth was torn, and the fat man and the thin man opened their mouths in shock and turned to look at us. Shen Bing and I climbed over the "dragon" hand in hand and walked over calmly.
"You... who are you, why are you destroying... me exorcising ghosts?" The thin guy pointed at us and shouted, hiding behind the fat guy. Fuck his uncle, he turned out to be a shameless coward.
"We are those two..." Shen Bing got stuck here and poked me with her arm, asking me to continue.
"Ah, those two dragon eggs."
"Are you out of your mind? You say you are an egg?" Shen Bing poked me again in annoyance.
The two guys were stunned for a long time, and suddenly burst into laughter, holding their stomachs until tears came out of their eyes. Damn it, what's so funny about this? I'll make you two weaklings. I took out two copper coins and shot them at the foreheads of the two bastards.
They were actually quite clever. They noticed that I had shot out a hidden weapon, so they quickly rolled over on the ground to avoid the attack. Then the two guys stood up. The fat guy reached behind his back and found a shiny steel knife in his right hand. The thin guy pulled at his waist and pulled out a chain dart.
"Hehe, we are afraid of ghosts, but not people. Who doesn't know that the swordsmanship of Taizu of Duanlong Village is the best in the world?" The fat man showed off his sword skills twice, which looked quite fancy.
The thin guy poked the fat guy with his elbow and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? We are not from Duanlong Village." Then he swung the chain dart, and the darts cast shadows in the whistling wind. Damn, he has some skills. It seems we have met a martial artist.
"Uh, yes, kid, we are not from Duanlong Village." The fat man explained to us seriously.
Shen Bing and I looked at each other and both found it ridiculous that we had met two idiots.
When we started fighting, we found out that the two bastards were not stupid. Although we had learned the skills of fighting bare-handed, it was only for dealing with ordinary gangsters. If we really met a martial artist, we almost cut off our fingers, not to mention the bare-handed.
The actors stood far away, not daring to come over to help. Although the corpse-blood cloth was knocked aside, they were still afraid of the two men. We were beaten back by the two of them, and we groaned in pain. This folk martial arts family, their real skills are not much worse than those of the martial arts masters. They are like magicians, hiding their identities and never revealing their true faces. If they show you a few tricks, you will really be in trouble.
"Brother Fatty, what's wrong with these two guys? How dare they fight with our brothers?" The thin guy was waving the chain dart while joking with the fat guy, which almost made me explode with anger.
"Hehe, we two brothers are afraid of ghosts, but we are not afraid of people. We'll beat the hell out of those two in a short while." The fat man became more and more confident as he fought more and more, and his tone became more arrogant.
I was so angry, and the one who couldn't help being angry was Shen Bing. When had she ever been ridiculed like this? Although this girl was usually stubborn, she was very smart sometimes. At this time, the chain dart flew over and rolled to the ground. Suddenly, she raised her hand and scattered a cloud of dust!
What was that? It was a handful of dust that had just been picked up from the ground. Wasn't there snow on the ground? But as we fought, we retreated to the grave, where the two of them had just dug up the dirt. The dirt on the mound was basically dry and spread out like dry powder, causing the two bastards to cover their eyes and retreat quickly.
I took the opportunity to throw out two copper coins, knocking the weapons off their hands, and rushed forward without losing any time, kicking one on the knee and punching the other in the lower abdomen. The two bastards screamed and fell to the ground at the same time. Shen Bing turned over and jumped up, and rushed to them with me, flipped them over, and twisted their arms behind their backs.
"You are shameless and don't follow the rules of the underworld. This is a despicable method!" The thin man was still unconvinced and shouted with his face buried in the snow.
"How can a hero of the martial arts world be so shameless?" the fat man shouted.
Fuck his uncle, do you think it is still the old Jianghu, where everything is done according to the rules? Even if Shen Bing didn't spread the grave soil like this, I would still think of this trick. Didn't a great man say that it doesn't matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it is a good cat? You two bastards, you two mice are unlucky to meet us black and white cats. This also tells you two that the Jianghu is dangerous and people are cunning. There is no benefit in being too honest.
At this moment, a chilly wind suddenly blew, and the hilltop changed its appearance in an instant. The ghost actor disappeared, the thousand-year-old dragon tree disappeared, and only graves were left, which seemed endless as far as the eye could see!
Shen Bing turned around and looked around, wondering, "Why doesn't it look like Heilonggang? Have we traveled through time?"
Although she was rescued by me in Kunlong Beach, she had never really experienced the situation of Qianlifen. In Zhu Zhongqi's villa, she was not so lucky and was locked in a small building, which made Ma Yunxi and I experience it. Although the heir of the Cao family did not show up tonight and sent two bastards who knew some martial arts to steal the body, he must have been hiding in the dark and watching, and now he finally couldn't wait and took action!
I sneered and said, "Qianlifen is only so good. It seems that the heir of the Cao family only has this ability at present, and has no other abilities!"