Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

Loess Road.

In the darkness in the distance, a figure slowly crawled over, his clothes were torn, his right leg was gone from the knee down, and the cut was bloody.

With a thin body, he seems to be an old man, his head is not on his neck, but is held in his hands.

The weird thing is.

He clearly held his own head, but kept shouting.

"My head...my head...give me back..."

The old man looked around, his eyes were full of viciousness, it seemed that he didn't just want to get his head back, but wanted more heads!

When he passed a wasteland.

A gloomy voice suddenly sounded.

"Old man, old man~"

"Give me back your head...give me your head..."

The old man was taken aback.

The more I listened, the more something went wrong.

Give me my head... back to you? ?

Fuck! You are more or less robbing!

"Ghost Qi +999."

It held its head up and looked around, and when it turned to the left, it saw a man's face suddenly hidden in the thick weeds.

"Fuck! What the hell! Ghost aura +599!"

The old man was terrified.

The opponent's entire body was hidden in the grass, except for a human face exposed, with eyes wide open. At night, it looked like a human head was placed there, very creepy.

But soon, it laughed again.

He said sadly: "Okay! You want my head?"

After talking a few steps, he crawled over, and brought the bloody head at the fracture with gray pupils to the other party.

On the face in the weeds, the pupils slowly dilated.

The smile on the corner of the old man's mouth became more intense, and he understood that this was a human's instinctive reaction when facing fear.

next moment.

With a light hand.

The opponent snatched its head, quickly got into the weeds, and ran away very quickly.

The old man's body froze for a while.

Just as he was about to catch up, he suddenly realized that the induction between himself and the head was cut off. It panicked completely and rushed into the weeds, searching frantically, but found nothing.

After a while.

An extremely shrill voice sounded here.

"My head! My head!!"

...

the other side.

In a piece of weeds, a head was in a small formation as big as a millstone, and slowly closed its eyes. Then Chen Xue picked up a formation brush, dipped it in cinnabar, spiritual water, gold powder, etc., and painted it on the old man's head again. Write down a circle.

A faint light flickered along with the pattern.

The head was completely sealed.

Although the old man is a fierce ghost, the formation is good at defeating the strong with the weak. For example, Jiang Chen used the C-level strength to hurt the blood-cloth-level young man with the thunder in his palm.

Of course, there are quite a lot of restrictions on the use of formations. Not only do you need to use rare materials, but you also need to describe them in advance, and if the timing of triggering the "array" is a little wrong, there will be big problems.

In short, any power does not come in vain.

Chen Xue wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Excitedly said: "It's done!"

It is of great benefit to her to deal with a fierce ghost with an array.

Jiang Chen nodded, as if he had been prepared, he took out a sack from the small bag he was carrying, put the old man's head in it, tied it in a knot, and hung it around his waist.

Chen Xue and Yang Chan were not surprised by this, and their faces were calm.

But Zhao Erhu on the side, his face flushed red, panting heavily, stepped back a few steps, and looked at the three of them in surprise.

"Why... why are you so proficient?"

Putting a ghost's head away, no matter how you look at it, it's abnormal. For a while, he felt that he might have to re-examine this old friend.

"Two tigers, don't get excited." Jiang Chen quickly comforted: "We are strange people, and we are also ghost exorcists. It is normal for ghost exorcists to collect two ghosts?"

ah this...

Zhao Erhu wanted to speak but stopped.

He couldn't agree with it, but he couldn't refute it either.

"No! Didn't you, Lao Jiang, open your mouth before saying that the Buddha is in your heart, and shut your mouth about positive energy?"

"But what I'm doing now..."

"Hehe." Jiang Chen patted the other party's shoulder, and smiled inscrutablely: "What a feat the Buddha used to cut meat to feed the eagles?"

"I cut my head to feed ghosts today, and I am imitating it!"

"Er Hu, although you have been a monk for so many years, you have to say that you don't understand Buddhism as well as I do. The Dharma is boundless, all in your heart, the Buddhist principles are boundless, and kindness can be forged. The road to goodness is long, and you still have to slow down. walk slowly..."

hear this.

Zhao Erhu's expression was shocked, and he fell into deep thought.

Yang Chan on the side covered her face, almost couldn't stand it anymore, she really wanted to say, your brother's routine is very long, you should be more careful!

The corner of Chen Xue's mouth also twitched.

When someone else's Buddha cuts his flesh, he cuts his own flesh. If you cut off his head, he cuts off someone else's head!

After thinking for a while, Zhao Erhu became serious: "Lao Jiang, I never expected that with an expert by my side, your level might be as good as my master's. If I have a chance in the future, I must introduce you to me! "

Jiang Chen waved his hand indifferently: "It's easy to say, the monks in the world belong to one family. Although I haven't shaved my head, I do good deeds every day. It's similar to what you monks do every day."

"By the way, Lao Jiang, why don't we kill this ghost directly?"

"Oh, before that, I want to redeem it first."

The admiration on Zhao Erhu's face became stronger.

The disciples of the Dragon Elephant Temple exorcising ghosts mainly focus on killing. Few of them are as kind as Jiang Chen.

This is taking a huge risk!

Come and fulfill these ghosts.

Zhao Erhu asked himself, even he couldn't do this.

"Lao Jiang, I want to learn from you!"

"Study hard, watch well..."

...

In the wasteland, large tracts of weeds were destroyed, accompanied by the mournful wailing of the headless old man. Compared with his weak and weak cry before, it can be heard that it is really urgent to find a head now.

Because this time, its head is really gone.

And Jiang Chen and the others have already walked out of the wasteland, and came to the house beside the dirt road. Although Qishan Village is an old village in the outskirts, the houses are not bad, and most of them are covered with tiles.

After all, this place is a bit remote, but there is still an asphalt road, and it is not the kind of old mountain village isolated from the world.

Jiang Chen listened to the reminders in his ears one after another.

Laughing constantly.

When several people came to the door of this family, they found that the door was closed tightly, and there was a bowl at the door. Inside the bowl was thick black and red blood, and there were faint bursts of black air, which was very strange.

"What a strong evil spirit, this is ghost blood!" Chen Xue frowned.

"What does this mean? The ghost blood is placed at the door. Is it to curse the passers-by, or is it some kind of sacrifice?"

"The blood of a ghost!" Zhao Erhu took a look and made a judgment.

"What the hell does that mean?"

Several people were lost in thought.

At this time, Jiang Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, he stepped forward, took the ghost blood, and then walked around the house, as if he had made some kind of plan.

"Yes!"

"Come on, listen to me..."