Heaven and earth float day and night

The accident happened in an instant. Wen Qi was watching the battle and almost cried out.

He had never seen this kind of scene when he was so old. Su Jiugui acted neatly and wrapped his neck around his neck the moment he fought against Ghost Xiu.

At this time, he didn't give Guixiu time to react, and broke his neck before the other party could speak.

If Zhusi kills a living person, he will drink blood, but Guixiu is a ghost, so he only eats corpse fluid.

It seems that he opened his mouth wide and thought that he was eating delicious food, but then only took a bite of rotten rice.

The spider silk returned to Su Jiugui's hand in a lack of interest, and now Wen Qi could see the traces of the spider silk.

Wen Qi thought it was over at first, thinking that the fights between big men are really hot and fast, and two moves can determine life and death.

He was hiding under the table, but when he was about to get out and found something was wrong, Su Jiugui kept frowning.

When a person's head is chopped off, it should fall off the neck, but this ghost cultivator didn't.

His head was separated from his body, motionless, floating in mid-air, but his body suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground with a bang.

This scene is really too weird. The person was beheaded and the body fell down, but the head remained in its original position.

Ghost Xiu's heavy cloak fell to the ground, and there was something stirring under his clothes, like the bubbles of boiling water making a gurgling sound, and more human heads emerged from the dirty cloak.

At that moment, Wen Qi thought of a metaphor. When he was a child, he went to worship his ancestors and piled apples into a tower, and then covered it with a red cloth. The apple tower was knocked down by someone, and the head rolled out like an apple.

This ghost cultivator has no body at all. He found four limbs and a neck, and usually hides them in a thick cloak to make himself look like a normal person. The original body parts were replaced by human heads.

In an instant, six human heads appeared in the courtyard, floating in the air at this time, they had the same canine fangs, the same forked tongue, and corpse fluid flowed out from their mouths.

"Hehehehe—" They laughed together, and Wen Qi's scalp went numb from the laughter.

Wen Qi couldn't restrain himself and began to retch. There were six heads floating in the night sky, making anyone sick to look at.

This thing somewhat exceeded his cognition, causing him to be unable to react at all.

Wen Qi's voice alarmed the souls of the dead in the house. After Su Jiugui left, the ghosts in the house became unscrupulous, and at this time they slowly approached Wen Qi.

Compared to Su Jiugui, Wen Qi wanted to save his own life even more.

Wen Qi tightly held onto his amulet, knowing that it was useless, so he could only hold it, backed all the way, and shouted: "Don't come here, please don't come here."

Wen Qi suddenly thought that Su Jiugui had said before that these dead souls were all from the Wen family, his real ancestors.

Wen Qi changed his strategy and said, "Do you remember me? We are a family. I used to burn paper money for you. You have a bad memory when you are old."

Wen Qi was muttering, a little bit like crying, but Su Jiugui had no time to save him from fighting in the courtyard.

Wen Qi and the others got under the table. Seeing them getting closer, they spoke in a crying voice, "Don't you know me? I'm your grandson."

With a puff, Wen Qi suddenly heard a laugh.

The laughter sounded familiar, but before he could distinguish it, the ghost suddenly froze in place and disappeared in an instant.

Wen Qi blinked, thinking that Su Jiugui had come back to save him, but the fighting outside didn't stop.

He waited for a while, then carefully stretched out his head, and the original dead souls in the room were gone.

Wen Qi was a little puzzled, because he got under the table. If there is no ground, is the ghost in the sky?

Wen Qi raised his head tremblingly, his mouth was already wide open, a scream was in his throat, and it was about to rush out of his chest, but he stopped abruptly when he saw who was coming.

He met a pair of pure white and flawless white pupils.

Xiaobai sat cross-legged on the table, looked at him like a joke, and said, "This is the first time I see someone wanting to be a grandson."

Xiaobai didn't know when he appeared, and when Wen Qi said that his grandson was so happy, he floated over like a ghost, and then sat firmly on the table.

Xiaobai's eyes are pure white, which looks a little scary at first glance in the dark night.

Wen Qi suddenly discovered that so many ghosts in the house had disappeared.

Are you afraid of Xiaobai?

Xiaobai was sitting on the table, but no one dared to move forward, and he seemed to be the only man in charge. At this moment, he smiled and said, "Do you want to go back?"

After Xiaobai said that, Wen Qi was too embarrassed to go back if he had any dignity.

He came out bravely, outside the door Su Jiugui and that ghost were dazzled, the heads of the six were turning around in the air, Wen Qi was disgusted to see.

Xiaobai also looked outside, he propped his chin, he didn't look flustered, in terms of ghost cultivation, this person's morality is not good enough.

Wen Qi watched for a long time and realized that since Xiao Bai appeared, those dead souls dare not get close.

He boldly hid behind Xiaobai, Xiaobai seemed to be able to do anything with ease, Wen Qi was relieved to hide behind him, and asked in a low voice, "What is that?"

"Flying head down." Xiaobai said: "He used to be a living person. A living person has to pay a price for cultivating the ghost way. He has to chop off his own head, separate the head from the body, and then bury the body. As long as the body is not dead, the head will not die." will die."

Wen Qi opened his mouth wide, thinking he heard it wrong, and said, "He cut it down by himself?"

Xiaobai said: "Of course Feitoujiang has to cut it himself, wouldn't someone else die if he cut it?"

Wen Qi thought about it for a long time, and felt that he hadn't made a detour, what is this?

Wen Qi asked humbly, "Then what if he kills himself too?"

Xiaobai: "It's not bad if only one beheaded out of a hundred survives. Why don't ghost cultivators be rare?"

This kind of kung fu is too evil. On the night of the full moon, first worship the evil immortal, offer three bowls of wine to the evil immortal, and respectfully kowtow three times.

Then he took a red-hot knife and cut off his own neck.

There are rules here, the big knife must be burnt red, with inscriptions on it, and the speed must be fast when it is cut.

If the technique is completed, there will be no bleeding, and the red-hot knife will burn the blood vessels in an instant, seal the throat, preserve the body and head, and keep the body and head alive.

But if you're unlucky, you'll see Lord Hades as soon as you hit the knife.

Xiaobai snorted coldly when he said this, "It's also willing to spend money."

Ghost cultivators are so rare, this group of people really spent all their money in order to find Lu Yunji.

In the courtyard, the severed limbs that were originally hidden in the cloak reorganized in the air, forming a strange appearance with six heads and two arms, one of which held a sickle.

Su Jiugui became more and more embarrassed, and was beaten back and forth, until he was cornered.

Wen Qi raised his heart to his throat, and didn't have time to ask Su Jiugui why he had spider threads. He is an evil spirit, and it's not surprising that he can pull out anything.

Wen Qi couldn't help worrying, and said, "Aren't you going to help him?"

He could see that Xiaobai hid it deeply. Since he was so leisurely, he probably didn't pay attention to that thing.

Xiaobai yawned and said, "I'm waiting."

"What are you waiting for?" Wen Qi was curious.

"Wait for a hero to save the beauty." Su Jiugui would not die under his nose, Xiaobai curled his lips and said with a smile, "I'm waiting for him to beg me."

Su Jiugui never let Xiao Bai do anything, and raised him as a gentle and harmless rabbit.

Xiaobai wanted to wait until Su Jiugui had no choice but to beg him for help. The thought of such a high-ranking Su Jiugui begging for help was very satisfying.

Wen Qi shuddered when he heard this, and he could see that the most terrifying person present was not the ghost Xiu who flew his head down, nor was it Lu Yunji who was a fairy in his previous life, but he who looked nothing at all. The harmless Xiaobai with a pure face!

Su Jiugui didn't have a weapon, the only thing he could use was a spider's silk.

Spider silk seemed to have a consciousness of its own. That thing was a bully, and once it saw Su Jiugui's defeat, it would become soft.

Su Jiugui retreated steadily, with three wounds from Guixiu's cut on his body, two on the back and one on the arm.

He was originally wearing a blue shirt, but now he was hanging on his body in a state of embarrassment, and the wound was surrounded by black mist. If there was no winner, he would be swallowed up by the black mist.

Guixiu brandished his sickle and was a little disappointed to see Su Jiugui's appearance. Such a majestic master turned out to be so weak.

Even Xiaobai put away his hippie smile, and Su Jiugui didn't beg for mercy at this time.

He didn't need to beg himself in a low voice, as long as he called his name, if Fan Su Jiugui called, he was willing to help him clear all obstacles.

Wen Qi was almost crying, and said, "If you don't save him, he's dying!"

Xiaobai clenched his fist, restraining his instinct, and said coldly, "It's not time."

Wen Qi really didn't understand the relationship between Xiaobai and Su Jiugui, and Xiaobai usually couldn't see Su Jiugui getting hurt, so he was surprisingly cruel at this time.

Wen Qidao: "Why do you want him to beg you before it's time? Can I beg you? Save someone quickly!"

Xiaobai's fingers tightened, and the fingers clasped on the table almost broke the corner of the table, not to the extreme, not yet forced to the extreme.

If you don't reach the limit, you can't see people's real kung fu, and if you don't reach a desperate situation, you don't know where your bottom line is.

Su Jiu couldn't figure out where she was when she couldn't return to her limit.

Su Jiugui was stabbed to the left shoulder with a knife, and he staggered. He was cornered, with the ghost cultivator's sickle on his shoulder.

That thing nailed him to the wall like a nail, forcing him to leave his feet off the ground, the two corners were blocked, and there was no room for him to escape.

"You didn't recruit?"

Guixiu laughed deeply, how could it be so easy to do a new job, his cultivation has been exhausted, if a person is still as proud as before, he will always ask for trouble.

"You give up, you can't kill me."

Ghost Xiu turned his sickle, and the blade penetrated into Su Jiugui's body, trying to dig a big hole in his shoulder.

Su Jiugui gritted his teeth and said nothing. The difference in strength was too great. The ghost cultivator had lived for hundreds of years, but he had only lived for a few days as a fox demon?

Sometimes it's like this, even a ninth-rank monster can't beat an eighth-rank monster.

Rank is placed in front, just like an antelope cannot kill a wolf, and strength is as difficult to bridge as a gap.

As a monster with no rank, it is impossible for him to kill Guixiu.

After a hard work, he knew for the first time what it means to fall into the dust and what it means to be stepped into the mud.

People who would not even take a look at them can easily kill themselves.

Another person may be furious, afraid, disappointed, and accuse the injustice of heaven.

But Su Jiugui didn't. He had lost his emotions and desires for so long, so long that he had a beating heart again, and he didn't know how to generate his emotions.

In his previous life, he cultivated Taoism, so he suffered so much, and endured such difficult days.

He has already achieved the most impossible thing in the world. He has lived as a mortal for thousands of years, and he is only short of the last step to ascend.

He was only a stone's throw away from the way of heaven, and then he was punished by the sky thunder. Under the punishment of obliterating three souls and six souls, he could still keep one soul.

It is the most impossible thing for him to be reborn.

What is impossible in this world?

Su Jiugui gritted his teeth, and he slowly raised his head, a drop of blood dripped from his forehead and slid across his eyes, like a drop of blood and tears.

He was dilapidated, but he had a vicious face. In this situation, it was easy to make people feel a sense of tyranny.

Want to kill him a little bit.

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The author has something to say:

Regarding the flying head drop, I refer to traditional Chinese folk stories, and some details are made up by me.

感谢在2021-10-3111:20:09~2021-11-0111:05:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Qingfeng;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 2 piece of chocolate bear cheek meat;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of chocolate bear cheek meat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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