I kill ghosts and gods with martial arts

Chapter 110
"Use my weapon?"

Wu Mourn readily agreed after hearing Zhengyangzi's request.

"Tell me, how to use it? Is it directly nailed to the forehead of the statue of the city god? Or split the temple?"

"Not at all. If you cut it directly, the city god will definitely respond." Zheng Yangzi tried hard to instill knowledge into Wu Mourning. "I want to borrow the life of Xingjun from your sword, and you can use you as a medium to suppress him so that he can't display all his abilities."

The city gods in various places are appointed by different people, and even selected by the local people themselves. The selection criteria are loyal and martyrs who died in martyrdom, or honest and intelligent historical figures.

In other words, the skin of the City God must be noble.

Wu mourns this person.

It happened to be relatively fierce, able to suppress this kind of dignitary, directly abolish the ability he can display, and block the magic of the Town God's Temple.What's more, the city god is disqualified, and Wu Mourning is also the inspector captain of Suwutang. He is in line with the world both emotionally and rationally, and he can torture the city god ruthlessly!

Wu Mourn didn't say anything.

"I'll do what you say I will do."

"Okay, now you close your eyes, hold the sword in your hand and don't move."

Zhengyangzi took out a piece of yellow paper, folded and cut it against Wu Mourn, and soon a vivid paper-cut Wu Mourn appeared in his hand.

The temperament is exactly the same!
This paper-cut is fierce and ferocious, I am afraid that if it is placed in the home of ordinary people, it can suppress evil spirits and exorcise evil spirits.

Then Taoist Qiao bit her own finger, wiped it on the seven stars and Tai Ah that were shining out, and then muttered something to the two divine soldiers.The speed of speech is very fast, it belongs to high-speed singing, and the content is probably that the city god is disqualified, the ghosts harm the world, and the teacher is famous now, please ask the two adults to show their spirits for help.

After that, there are offerings, benefits, and the like.

The first one to respond was Tai Ah, the dagger whistled and his spirituality was soaring, and a strand of it was separated from it and fell on the paper-cut martial mourning, followed by the seven stars, with cold light flickering, as if there were stars falling.

"The magic soldier chooses the master, these two magic soldiers have already identified Xinzhuo."

Han Xiaowei watched from the sidelines and couldn't help but speak.

Although there is envy in the eyes of a group of warriors, they have no bad intentions. The magic weapon is very spiritual, and if it recognizes a person, it will assist with all its strength. If it is not recognized by them, even if it is forcibly controlled, its power is not even as good as ordinary weapons.

Qi and blood warriors will raise their own weapons.

Even if there is no magic weapon, the weapons in their hands are not necessarily bad, and there is a basis for transforming into a magic weapon.

"Xin Zhuo, next I will lead your opportunity into paper-cutting, and then go to suppress the main temple."

"Remember, during the suppression process, you may see many bizarre scenes, so don't panic."

"As long as you suppress it, your fate will definitely be suppressed."

As soon as Wu Mourn nodded, he felt that he had suddenly entered a strange world.

This world is full of wind, fire and water!As well as countless air pillars of various colors, he himself was shrouded in a starlight, and he seemed to be stepping on something steadily under his feet.Wu Mourn took a closer look and found that he was stepping on a dog with a broken spine wearing an official robe, and this good dog was still grinning at him!

This is a good dog, very fierce.

Seeing Wu Mour bowed his head, he immediately struggled, cursing and spitting out life-threatening black smoke, trying to overturn Wu Mour who was stepping on him.

At the same time, some noises also poured into Wu Mourning's ears.

It seems to be a confluence of cursing, distortion, sophistry, preposterous words, and superiority.

This provoked Wu Mourn's hostility to surge in an instant. He seemed to hear a person, dressed in silk and satin, pampered, and luxurious jewelry, questioning himself.

An An, you are paralyzed!
Grandpa Wu killed your whole family!
The aroused hostility not only did not blind Wu Mourn's will, on the contrary, it gave birth to a blatant killing intent from Wu Mourn's heart. It seemed that as long as it was wrong in this world, there was nothing he couldn't kill!
Demons and ghosts, demons and sprites!With a human face and a beast's heart, he disregards human life!

kill! !
Kill kill kill kill kill! ! ! !
Wu Mourn shouted out angrily, and in this grotesque world, Zhou Tian was shocked, and all the sophistry and distortions of the dog with the broken spine were stuffed back.Facing an existence that no matter how you argue, I will definitely destroy you, it is inherently suppressed.

Not only is it firmly restrained, so that it will never turn over.

Wu Mourn was furious and stared down, he who was stepping on a good dog even wanted to work harder, completely trampled to death by this guy, and wiped out from this world forever.

Suddenly a call came.

"Xinzhuo, Xinzhuo! Wake up!"

"Ok?"

Wu Mourn opened his eyes, the fierce light in his eyes was breathtaking, but it revealed a deadly cold light in the underworld.Fortunately, he woke up suddenly, and he restrained himself in time so that he didn't hurt the pretty Taoist priest in front of him.

Wu Mourn just felt that the matter of talent was like a dream.

When I think about it carefully, I can't remember clearly, I only remember the hostility that spewed out, wishing that all the ghosts and gods and Buddhas would be shot down, so I could kill myself so happily.

"I was just now?"

"The battle of fate is about the heart and the gods. You just visited the main temple of the city god, so you had a good discussion with it. I think it must be Xinzhuo that you have won the victory."

Zhengyangzi's expression was a little strange at the moment.

More than a complete victory, when they broke through the door, Wen Pangui, who was holding the book of the underworld, misappropriated the prestige of the city god. As a result, he was almost suppressed to death, and fell to the ground and twitched.Zheng Yangzi has read so many books in his life, but he has never heard of anyone whose fate is so fierce that he can suppress others to death.

The theory of fate is mysterious and mysterious.

Taoism can sum it up in three aspects, one is your personality, the other is your origin, and the last is your interpersonal relationship.

So most people actually scoff at the theory of fate.

It is better to talk about the general trend of the world than to talk about fate.

In this era, everyone in Zhuxia has a chance to jump the dragon's gate with a carp. Fate is too mysterious, but the general trend sounds more reliable.

Originally, Zhengyangzi didn’t believe in fate, and at most he used it to fool people. For example, some people who are rich and unkind, especially like to lose money to eliminate disasters, but losing money may not necessarily eliminate disasters, especially when you think that disasters can be eliminated by money , then this person is not far from death. .

But seeing Wu Mourning being so vigorous today, he believed it a little bit. The character that the seniors said may really be an important part of a person.

Wu Mourning is also a fierce star.

"Where's the sentence?"

For Zhengyangzi's weird expression, Wu Mourn naturally ignored it, or he had gradually gotten used to showing an inhuman expression when others looked at him.

"Here it is."

Lian Ping yelled excitedly, and when he kicked it, it turned out to be a jar with a yellow talisman covering the mouth of the pot.

Don't think about it, this must be Zheng Yangzi's handwriting.

The ghosts and gods of the Yushan Yin Division, after being beaten to death, used bottles and jars and used yellow paper to suppress them. These ghosts and gods became boring gourds waiting to be slaughtered, and there were ways to get them to speak.It's just that Zhengyangzi didn't bother to bother with that, their master tonight hasn't come back yet.

"Captain Yushan, you kill ghosts and gods of the underworld without permission, and you will suffer retribution."

To everyone's surprise, Wen Juegui took the initiative to speak.

"Bah! Shut up!"

The hot-tempered Red Gunner spit out thick phlegm onto the jar containing the sentence.

"You, Lao Shizi, are so shady that you don't protect the common people, arrest the wicked, but secretly engage in cannibalism. If you have a heart, I will cut it out and see if it is red or black. You can say such shameless words! "

"That's right, you guys should be damned, I just wish I could smash the underworld sooner."

Han Qi said solemnly, after seeing the bones and hair in the City God's Yin, no one from Zhuxia would think that these ghosts are still entitled to enjoy the three animals, six animals, melons, fruits and incense of the common people.

"Heh, Captain Yushan, you don't know what kind of disaster you caused. If you let me go, I can pretend that nothing happened before you kill the city god. If you kill me, the disaster you caused will come to an end sooner or later." It falls on each of you."

Wen Juan was still threatening in a cold voice.

Zhengyangzi shook his head.

"Stubborn, do you think the Zuo family will avenge you?"

"Who are you? I'm afraid you only know about the Zuo family, but don't know how terrible the Zuo family is."

"You're still stubborn when you're about to die. Let it be buried in the soil first. After cleaning up the city god, all the ghosts and gods will be killed. Why keep them!" , you were fucked to pieces by us, and you still have the face to bully you, who gave you the courage?

After being yelled at by Wu Mourning, Wen Juan immediately shut his mouth.

It seems that it is very afraid of Wu Miao.

Han Qi also took Wu Mourn's advice, and buried the Wenpan ghosts in the ground first, so they couldn't escape anyway, lest this guy continue to say something disgusting.

At the moment, they are in high spirits, doing justice for the heavens, and they can't listen to Wen Pinggui's words the most.

Before being buried in the loess.

Wen Juangui was still a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, and said viciously, you will regret it, and then he was buried.

In fact, Wu Mourning already knew what Wen Pangui probably knew, but everything had already been done, and the critical moment had come, and the sensible people among the crowd would not let Wen Pangui finish what he said next.There is a high probability that after cleaning up the City God, they will torture the ghosts and gods carefully.

Of course, the premise is that they can survive.

These ghosts and gods who are not in the right position are eager to tie their lives with the ghosts and gods of their subordinates, lest the upper and lower will be effective, and the accumulated strength below will be eaten back by themselves.

After Zhengyangzi Wenpangui was captured and suppressed.

It just dispelled the five miles of fog that I had been maintaining all along.

As the fog dissipated, the gloomy and decayed appearance of Yushan City God Yinsi appeared before everyone again, but it was not as terrifying as before.

(End of this chapter)