Reincarnated Tiger: Wu Song died at the start

call out!call out!
Two Jiedao flew out of hand, swirled in mid-air, finally jingled twice, one was stuck on the ground, and the other was stuck outside the main hall, on a big locust tree that seemed to be at least 80 years old .

Huh?
There seems to be something wrong with such a big tree planted in the ruined temple?
No, what does it have to do with me whether I plant trees or not?
Chen Xiu quickly thought of another thing, and that was—a ghost!
Although Wu Song became a ghost after his death, it seemed that his body still had the instinct to fight.

Then, Chen Xiu's thinking began to gradually diverge.

As a monster, controlling his own ghost, this... is normal!

And as Chen Xiu started to mobilize his thoughts, Wu Song, who had been standing there in a daze since he kicked Zhang Qing over, moved again.

I saw him walk up to Zhang Qing with a step that his relatives did not recognize, and when he raised his arms, he lifted him from the ground.

"That... misunderstanding, brother..."

Ignoring Zhang Qing's plea for forgiveness, Wu Song violently threw him upwards, followed by a 360-degree roundabout kick.

boom!
Zhang Qing was kicked onto the tree trunk, and before he recovered his breath, Wu Song punched him hard on the face again.

A mouthful of dirty blood, with a tilt of the head, sprayed a large piece of bark.

"Don't, don't..."

"stop!"

At the same time that Zhang Qing was about to beg for mercy, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the distance.

Soon, four middle-aged monks carrying crescent shovels, subduing magic pestles, Zen sticks, and cooked copper sticks had already killed them quickly.

This is……

mate?

I don't know if it's because of becoming a monster. After seeing the four monks who were not easy to mess with at first glance, Chen Xiu instinctively felt that there was something about these four guys that made him very uncomfortable. breath.

Uh……

By the way, Wu Song is now a ghost. Can these monks see it?
It turned out that Chen Xiu was overthinking.

Because the attention of these four monks was all focused on Zhang Qing.

The head monk holding a Zen stick saluted Wu Song with one hand: "Amitabha, this benefactor, this evil obstacle is a vegetable farmer in my Guangming Temple. He killed the monks in this temple and fled because of a trivial quarrel. I have been following him for several months. I have only found this animal now, and I hope the benefactor can hand it over to the poor monk."

"……Please!"

Fearing that these monks would see the clue, Chen Xiu took a deep breath, controlled Wu Song's voice, turned around and left.

However, what Chen Xiu never expected was that just when he jumped onto Wu Song's shoulder and was about to slip away quietly, the ground shook slightly.

Ok?
earthquake?
"what!"

Looking in the direction of the screams, Chen Xiu was stunned the next second.

Because, it was none other than Zhang Qing who was kicked to a tree by Wu Song not long ago.

However, the reason why he screamed was not because the four monks had already murdered him, but... the old pagoda tree, which was at least 80 years old, stood outside the main hall of the ruined temple, as if As if suddenly alive, several branches twisted like snakes, bound Zhang Qing's hands, feet and head respectively, and were pulling in five directions.

At the same time, not long ago, on the piece of bark that was sprayed by Zhang Qing's blood, that is, the place where a Jie knife was pierced, bloody lines appeared.

Then, the texture of a spell was manifested like this.

"This is……"

"Ruyi Mani Curse Seal!"

"No, this tree has become a spirit!"

"No, this was originally a tree demon, but it was once sealed by an expert, and now... this is a monster that must be broken!"

The four monks looked at me and I looked at you, all a little undecided.

In the end, it was the monk holding the Zen staff who spoke: "Everyone, we are all warrior monks. We only practice martial arts and not Buddhism. We are good at beating people. We really can't do things like subduing demons and demons. Let's retreat first." Bar."

"Correct!"

"The wind is tight!"

"Crap!"

"..."

Seeing that the four monks were about to run away with one sentence for you and one sentence for me, Chen Xiu, who was watching silently, felt that his three views were shattered.

Just like you, are you still an eminent monk?

I bother!

What about the people in the Buddhist sect who agreed to subdue demons and subdue demons?
"Get up, don't get in the way!"

At the same time when Chen Xiu was complaining silently in her heart, the four monks had already fled, and even the "master" among the four who was holding a cooked copper stick had already swung the stick at him impatiently. , obviously dissatisfied that he blocked the way of several "eminent monks".

Do you want Wu Song to practice with these "masters"?
This idea just flashed in Chen Xiu's mind, and then he realized that he didn't need to worry about it anymore.

Because as the ground trembled and cracked, vine-like things burst out of the ground, like whips, crackling, and just like that, with strong winds, they whipped the four "masters".

The crescent shovel, subduing magic pestle, Zen stick, and cooked copper stick may be fine for beating people, but in front of dozens of vines that look like a group of demons dancing wildly, they are completely useless.

Puff, puff!
It was just a matter of meeting each other, and all four monks were knocked to the ground with bruised noses and swollen faces.

Not only that, but at the same time as these guys fell, those vine-like things directly tied people tightly.

What made Chen Xiu's eyelids twitch most was that there were spikes sprouting from the vines, which directly plunged into the flesh of several "masters".

Then, several monks who seemed to be able to fight were gradually shriveled and quickly turned into mummies.

"Ah, so comfortable!"

A voice that was neither yin nor yang sounded abruptly.

Looking along the source of the sound, Chen Xiu saw the big locust tree.

"Hahahaha, after 100 years, grandma, I am finally free!"

Rumble!
A burst of earth dragons flew around, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and as the whole locust tree trembled crazily, an old woman with a vertical half-moon-shaped bun, dressed in black, had a ferocious face, and her ten fingernails were more than a foot long. , appeared under the locust tree.

Stretching his arms, he raised his head to the sky and screamed, a mouthful of cold green air spewed out, and the vegetation grew wildly in the cracks of the entire dilapidated temple.

This……

The same breath!
At this moment, Chen Xiu finally understood that the aura that made him feel very comfortable should... be the legendary monster aura!
Huh?
Inadvertently looking towards the side of the main hall, he looked at the plaque that had been shaken off layers of dust. Although it was extremely dilapidated, Chen Xiu could still vaguely see the three words on it.

Lanruo Temple!
No wonder, there is so much evil spirit here!