Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

Chapter 17 Magical Weapon·Hundred Faces

After sitting on the stone and resting for more than ten minutes, Qi Xiu got up and walked to the bodies of the two strange Taoists after regaining his strength.

Touch the corpse.

Commonly known as picking up equipment.

Looking at the disgusting bodies of the two Taoists, which were covered with dense holes and flowing with pus, Qi Xiu curled his lips and felt his stomach churn.

In order to prevent any residue on the bodies of these two guys.

Qi Xiu picked up the skinning knife and used the blade to rummage over the body.

Tsk, even poorer than me.

Finding nothing on the two corpses, Qi Xiu turned his attention to the bamboo basket and baggage carried by the Taoist.

The bamboo basket is made of slender and flexible bamboo strips, and is wrapped with a circle of fabric to prevent the contents from falling out through the gaps.

What are these.

Prying open the lid of the bamboo basket, Qi Xiu picked out a few things from it with a strange look on his face.

A condensation that looks like cow dung and smells more like cow dung.

There were two blood-stained hemp ropes with some kind of black hair inside.

Three porcelain vases stuffed with red scarves, and two bellybands embroidered with peonies.

After looking at the props in the bamboo basket and then at the corpses of the two Taoists, Qi Xiu had a complicated look on his face and tutted out from his mouth after a long while:

"It's quite a fun game."

Throwing the cow dung and bellyband away, Qi Xiu curiously picked up the three porcelain bottles.

Not knowing what was inside, he didn't open it rashly.

He shook it against his ear, and there was a rattling sound inside. It should be pills or something like that.

"Let's keep it for now and then talk about it."

After stuffing the porcelain bottle and the hemp rope back into the bamboo basket, Qi Xiu picked up the baggage that Taoist Hong Birthmark was carrying before.

Two scriptures and a palm-long box of dark green incense.

Looking through one of the scriptures, Qi Xiu glanced at it, his eyes were suddenly startled, he turned around and spat at the body of the Taoist with the red birthmark:

"Bah! What a bad Taoist priest, what kind of qualities do you have? He even carries a pornographic book with him!"

After picking up this unhealthy reading material, Qi Xiu opened the second one.

"Three Hundred Faces of Magical Weapon Sacrifice"

"Ok?"

Qi Xiu's attention suddenly increased and his eyes narrowed.

The number of pages in the scriptures continues to increase, but the total is no more than fifteen pages.

But the whole recorded scripture has a strong atmosphere of weirdness.

Every word obviously looks normal.

But when these words are combined together, they seem to suddenly come alive.

Twisting and tumbling on the pages, scurrying around like tadpoles.

At the same time, Qi Xiu suddenly felt itchy on his face.

As soon as he touched his chin, the skin on his face suddenly split open.

The skin on the entire face seemed to be peeling off.

There is something in this book!

His expression condensed, Qi Xiu quickly bit his finger and used blood as ink to write the character "Suppression" between his eyebrows.

[Town] Characters are [-]%.

The painful and itchy feeling on my face disappeared immediately, and the cracked skin closed again.

"It is indeed a demon. Even the scriptures he carries are tainted with weirdness."

Using his stylus, Qi Xiu snorted coldly and wrote three words "Suppression" on the cover of this magical artifact.

【Town】The golden light of the characters trembles.

The scripture book suddenly curled up and curled up, as if it was being roasted on a fire.

Wisps of dark red filaments were baked out, twisting and turning into fly ash.

The maggot-like filaments were quelled, and the scripture booklet returned to normal.

There is no longer that weird infection.

Only then can the content in the booklet be read normally.

After carefully reading the contents of the entire booklet, Qi Xiu rolled it up into a ball and turned to look at the pure white face lying on the ground.

The content of the entire scripture is pure.

Basically, it talks about how to control the ritual weapon called "Hundred Faces".

This magical weapon is very tricky to refine.

Every time you use it, you must feed it with flesh and blood, and cooperate with the spell engraved on the mask to suppress the evil nature.

If there is no sacrifice, once used, the spirit will be polluted by the viciousness, and the mask will become a puppet, and will never be reincarnated.

And you must always pay attention to the status of Facebook every time you use it.

If there are any signs of resurgence of ferocity, the mask must be taken off immediately.

Otherwise, it will still be controlled by erosion.

<divclass="contentadv"> "Feed flesh and blood? Qi Mou can't eat meat every day, so he feeds it meat?" Rolling his eyes, Qi Xiu stood up and picked up the Baimian facial makeup.

The old and mottled facial makeup looks like some kind of leather tanning.

The surface is concave and convex, resembling the outline of a human face.

There is a line of extremely tiny, weird runes written in vermilion on the edge, as thin as a fly's head, which should be the spell to suppress facial makeup.

According to the sacrificial refining method.

This Hundred Face Mask has two abilities.

The first one was used by Taoist Red Birthmark before, sacrificing flesh and blood, and using facial makeup to transform himself into a green-faced evil ghost.

It is recorded in the scriptures that one hundred demons and ghosts are sealed in the hundred masks.

But every time one is liberated, a huge price must be paid.

Currently, only one green-faced evil ghost has been liberated.

When he saw this article, Qi Xiu couldn't help but complain:

"If this magic weapon is really so awesome, I can still beat that Taoist to that level."

I seriously doubt that this article is the author of the scripture’s self-pleasure.

What really interested Qi Xiu was the second ability of this mask.

This hundred-faced mask can modify the wearer's voice, appearance, and body characteristics, which is also a self-disguise skill.

Playing with the hundreds of masks, Qi Xiu's eyes sparkled.

He now has many enemies.

The tip of the knife was pressed against his butt.

Qian Yuchuan seemed to have a deadly feud, but he still hadn't regained his composure.

The mysterious Master Wu of the Jade Bodhisattva.

Now there are two more demons who obviously came with some kind of mission.

"Hiding in Lujia Village is not a long-term solution. I don't know how strict Qian Yuhai can be.

Moreover, the amount of supplies I entrusted the people of Lujia Village to purchase is not small. Anyone who is interested will notice the clues as long as they pay a little attention.

If you follow the clues, you can find them.

If I can refine and control this face, I can disguise myself and return to Baohe County.

Then make Qian Yuhai's secret house a little trace of someone's life.

Haha, it’s dark under the lamp.

Double insurance is safe. "

Smiling happily, Qi Xiu, who was already well versed in the Tao of Gou... No, the Tao of forbearance suddenly felt refreshed.

It feels so good to not have to live in a snail's nest and hide in this deep mountain and old forest.

After thinking about all this, Qi Xiu immediately turned around and started cleaning up the corpses of the two demons.

It will take some time for Ji Lian to control the Hundred Face Masks.

Before that, he had to practice in this place.

Even though it's freezing cold now, the body won't rot so quickly.

But these two demons used their bodies to feed insects, who knows if their corpses will be anything special.

Pushing the tattered corpses of the two demons together, Qi Xiu lit them on fire.

The orange firelight reflected on her cheeks.

As the ashes lingered, those eyes gradually became peaceful.

……

Qingtan Mountain, Yuhua Temple.

Taoist Master Wu, who was a master of immortality, brought Qian Yuze to the alchemy furnace that was about a foot tall with a smile, and shook the whisk lightly:

"Master Qian, please take a look. This furnace contains the elixir for rejuvenating yang. It will be ready in ten days.

As long as Mr. Qian takes this medicine, he will recover. "

"If Taoist Master can cure my father, Yuze will remember his great kindness and repay him with a spring." Qian Yuze clenched his fists as he looked at the brightly lit alchemy furnace in front of him with burning eyes.

“It is the duty of a monk to be compassionate and save people.

Mr. Qian..."

Halfway through the words, a small, subtle, bright red insect flew back from outside and got into Taoist Master Wu's ear.

"Damn!"

"Ah? I deserve to die?" Qian Yuze looked confused.

His face suddenly turned livid, Daoist Wu rolled his eyes, and it took him a long time to calm down:

"Pindao has important things to deal with, so I won't accompany you any longer."

After hastily saying a word, Wu Daozhang left quickly, leaving Qian Yuze alone in a mess with questions on his head.

……