Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 208 Whoever's bad luck will cover the top, whoever will die soon

Ji Yuan had a breakfast food in his previous life, which was called "fried ghost".

Knead the flour and water into a ball and stretch it out into strips.

Put it in a hot oil pan and roll it on for a while, then you can eat it.

The entrance is crunchy, and it is most suitable for porridge and side dishes.

It's just that tonight, he really wants to bring this angry ghost to the frying pan.

Deep-fried until transparent, enjoy as a late-night snack.

"You son of a bitch! I am a vicious creature made of spirit, what can you do!
Let me go quickly!Otherwise... your family will be restless and bad luck will be terrible! "

The angry ghost with the appearance of a scholar showed a dead appearance, half of his flesh was rolled up, his nose was missing, his ears were missing, and his eyes were gouged out, as if he had been sentenced to death.

That resentment mixed with thick blood light is very frightening!

Ordinary warriors would be frightened to death when they saw it.

"I admire the hard-boned hero most in my life. If I walk in the oil pan once, if I can still be so strong... then I will do it for you a few more times until I beg for mercy!"

Ji Yuan smiled lightly, not worried.

A few filthy words in the district can shake his mind.

Whether it is a hero or a ghost.

Only by groping through mountains of swords and seas of fire and pools of blood in oil pots can we see the truth.

The old man An who was waiting by the side couldn't wait. Now that it has become evil, it is no longer afraid of the flames and lights like before.

He took the severed "arm" and stuffed it directly into the batter filled with wooden barrels.

Give it a couple of casual stirs and drop it into a crackling pan of boiling oil.

Yin objects are invisible and invisible, but when they are contaminated with masculine energy and blood, they become solidified and manifested.

The "arm" was wrapped in batter and fried in a hot pan, and there was a fragrant smell immediately.

"It's delicious! I never imagined that eating ghosts can also pay attention to cooking methods!

Usually, when the little old man sees the wandering souls in the Yin market, he turns Yin Qi into food to satisfy his hunger.

Unexpectedly, you can also use rolling oil to fry crisps to add flavor! "

Old Man An couldn't help but rubbed his hands together, looking like he was salivating.

"Try another method next time when you have time."

Ji Yuan fished out fresh "fried ghosts".

"okay!"

An Shanren blew a breath of sinister air, cooling down the temperature.

Opened his big mouth like a sea bowl, and swallowed it directly.

Crunch and crisp!
A large amount of Yin Qi was instantly sucked into the soul body.

It's like taking a big tonic.

It's like being ecstatic.

Old man An couldn't help smacking his bar twice, as if he still had more to say.

He looked eagerly at the ferocious angry ghost, hoping that its mouth could be a little harder.

"Old ghost! If I escape from birth, I will definitely swallow you alive!"

The fierce ghost made of Taoism shouted and cursed.

"Jiu Ye, why don't you throw the whole thing into the frying pan, chop it into pieces, and eat to your heart's content!"

An Shanren made a malicious voice on purpose, and said loudly:
"Eat this fried ghost with a sip of shochu, it's really wonderful!"

Fried chicken and coke from another world in ancient times, right?

The corner of Ji Yuan's mouth twitched.

Knowing that this is Old Man An playing bad face.

He smiled coldly and clenched his palms suddenly.

He pinched the angry ghost tightly, and pretended to throw it into the frying pan.

"Forgive me! As long as you promise to go around me once, I will recruit them all!"

The qi ghost rolled in a shady way, exuding a strong sense of ice cold.

But it was always like a dragonfly shaking an iron pillar, to no avail.

Seeing that the situation is stronger than people, and feeling the hot oil pan, and the greed and covetousness in the old ghost's eyes.

It couldn't help but tremble inwardly, fearing that it would end up being fried food, its tone finally softened.

"Let go now, it's too late!"

Ji Yuan was unmoved.

Swish!
The knife light flashed again.

Dark red blood smeared half of his body.

Like cutting through a melting candle.

Drop into the barrel and toss the batter a few times.

Then I heard a burst of "Zi La".

There are also hot fried ghosts out of the pan.

"It really ticked off all the gluttons of the little old man!"

An Shanren feasted on it and was full of praise.

Such a scene is quite strange.

If it is replaced by Yangjian.

Just imagine, cutting off limbs, roasting and eating them face to face.

How terrible is this! ?

"Shut up! Shut up! You damn old ghost! And you... Liaodong bastard!"

The angry ghost watched half of his body fall into the frying pan, and then threw it into An Shanren's bloody mouth.

How can this be endured!

It was so angry that the seven orifices were filled with smoke, and the surface of the soul body was full of blood.

An astonishing hostility soared into the sky, as if turning into a deadly ghost.

Mr. Er used Taoism to refine the five ghosts, and often fed them with the blood of human sacrifices.

He is more ferocious and ruthless than those wandering souls in the Yin market.

Ji Yuan opened his tightly clenched fingers, his eyes were cold, and he said softly:
"I knew that you, an evil spirit, would not give in easily! Kneel down to me!"

He looked up against the wind and turned into a vicious ghost with a height of Zhang Xu.

The strong spirituality between the brows and Yintang turned into the eyes of the sky, shooting out a golden light.

Like a sharp arrow flashing with cold light, it pierced the soul body fiercely.

"hiss!"

Before the angry ghost could show its viciousness, it began to shake violently and seemed to be convulsing.

Inside the soul body, it was like inserting a red-hot iron braze.

The scorching golden light was like thunder and fire, almost dispelling the strong evil thoughts on the surface.

"I'm convinced! I know I was wrong! My lord...received magical powers!"

The hoarse roar roared, shaking a large wave of air.

The face of the bloody and viscous ghost was distorted, and he no longer dared to be rampant.

He fell to his knees and begged repeatedly.

It can feel that the beam of golden light contains great divine power.

Just like the Yin Tianzi sitting high in the Hall of Yama, holding a judge's ink pen in his hand, canceling the soul of life and death.

With just one swipe, both body and spirit will be destroyed.

"Really convinced?"

"Convinced! Convinced!"

"Do you really know your mistake?"

"Wrong! Big mistake!"

The qi ghost threw his body to the ground, trembling.

Under the oppressive power of the Yin Division and officials, Ji Yuan is really like a night wandering god possessed, showing boundless power to punish the good and punish the evil.

Almost naturally restrains the evil femininity!

"I will ask you again, who is your master?"

Ji Yuan collected his spirituality, feeling a little tired.

Please God, if the upper body lasts too long, the consumption will increase exponentially, not endlessly.

"Second Mister of Duke Liang's Mansion! I don't know his name and surname. I only know that he is one of the four great mountain men under Duke Liang's command, ranking second and good at Taoism!"

This angry ghost's bamboo tube is like beans, and the confession is clear.

It can't figure out, when the ancient immortals and Buddhas are extinct, where did a wandering god of the underworld pop up?
"Five ghosts move? Take away my qi, impose bad luck, and mess with my mind? What a vicious scheme!"

Ji Yuan's eyes were cold, and the murderous intent in his chest was like a raging wave, which made An Shanren's neck shrink back in fright, and his back felt cold.

Master Jiu is more fierce than ghosts, it's really amazing.

Fortunately, I have sharp eyesight, know how to build relationships and hug thighs.

In the future, one person will attain the Tao, and the chicken and dog will ascend to heaven!
"Where is his altar?"

Ji Yuan's murderous intent soared, but his emotions were only revealed for a moment.

He knew very well that Qi practitioners must not be too far away if they rise from the altar and cast curses.

In the ancient times, there was indeed a mythical story about killing enemies with the nail-headed seven-arrow curse across thousands of miles.

But now is the end of the law world, even if you gather the eight hundred miles of Tianjing's inspiration, it may not be enough to use such methods.

"In the Bingmasi patrol camp in the northwest corner of Datongfang, set up a three-foot altar, and there are ten slaves from the Duke's Mansion to guard it!"

This angry ghost answered very frankly this time, it didn't feel that this fierce man dared to force his way into the soldiers and horses.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he beheaded and killed the grand guest of the Duke of Liang's mansion.

"Bing Ma Si...very good, keep an account."

Ji Yuan closed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking.

Then it opened again, and a killing intent flashed like lightning.

"My lord, these are all Taoist methods of Mr. Er, and have nothing to do with me! My lord, you promised to bypass me!"

The angry ghost shuddered all over, and knelt down and begged.

Ji Yuan stood leaning on his saber, looked up at the sky, and asked:
"When did I nod?"

"..."

The angry ghost was dumbfounded.

The light of the knife is cold and cold, and the dark red blood cuts away the soul and body.

The corner of the white python's flying fish suit flipped, and a light and fluffy voice followed:
"Your master let me be overwhelmed by bad luck and disaster, I will make him die!"

　ps: Tomorrow it will be back to stable for two more updates. I have a lot of things to do after the festival, so sorry~
　
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