Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

"Do...do...do..."

There was a weird knock on the door from the bathroom, and blood was flowing under the crack of the door, which made people dare not imagine what was inside.

The woman paralyzed on the ground somehow got the strength, gritted her teeth, got up, and ran downstairs desperately.

Perhaps it was the will to survive that inspired her potential.

The woman walked like flying at this moment, and soon reached the door, opened the door, rushed out at the speed of a 100-meter champion, and ran forward along the loess road.

The more I think about it, the more I feel something is wrong.

Look back.

On the anti-theft window of the bathroom on the second floor of my house, a man was holding a wooden stick and stabbing the door inside.

The woman's pupils dilated little by little, as if realizing something, she hurried back.

"boom!"

The door of the house was slammed shut.

"It turned out to be like this... It turned out to be like this..." The woman froze in place, her heart filled with fear, panic, despair, and remorse. All kinds of emotions were intertwined, almost driving her crazy.

At this moment, she finally understood everything.

The ghost didn't go in.

Instead, he lost his position and was so frightened by the other party that he ran out of the house on his own initiative.

"Bang! Bang! Bang~~"

At this time, the sound of something heavy being dragged on the ground sounded, and when it came into contact with the gravel, it made a piercing crash.

The woman looked up and couldn't help but shrink her pupils.

A black figure hung a sack around his waist, which looked like a round thing.

With his head lowered and a grim expression, he walked over slowly dragging a heavy hammer. On the hammer hung a little girl with a dull face, who kept making faint laughter...

Such a scene.

It's so weird and creepy.

The blood in the woman's body was almost freezing, and she backed away in a panic: "Don't come here... don't come here, don't..."

Although the opponent was dragging a heavy object, his speed was much faster than her.

In a few blinks, he arrived in front of the woman.

He also grinned, showing his sharp white teeth, and waved a hand to silently greet himself, this behavior was also extremely weird.

His waving hands were covered in blood.

Women can almost imagine.

Earlier, the other party was outside, frantically beating on his door and windows.

"Fear not, death is a festival that must come."

"Today you celebrate the festival, you should feel happy."

"Come on, smile and leave your most beautiful side to the world."

The other party opened his mouth and approached.

The woman staggered and backed away desperately. Hearing these crazy words, the fear in her heart increased little by little.

"Laugh! Why don't you laugh? Laugh!"

"Don't you laugh during the holidays? Laugh! Laugh out loud!"

The man suddenly became hysterical, and his emotions seemed to be very agitated. The hammer in his hand gave off a bloody smell, and the face of the little girl on it began to become hideous. The laughter echoed around, stirring up gusts of evil wind.

The woman screamed in fright from the sudden change, and fell to the ground. She hurriedly crawled back with all her hands and feet, yelling, "Don't come, please, don't come... ahh~! "

The shriek with vibrato reflected the helplessness of the woman at the moment.

It's a pity that murderers don't take pity on women.

The man's smile grew stronger: "If you don't laugh, you can scream, scream, howl, and celebrate your... last holiday!"

while speaking.

The sledgehammer was raised high, and the shadow was shrouded, and the great sense of oppression made people feel terrified.

"boom!!!"

The woman's legs were hit, and her flesh was bloody instantly.

But after a scream, her sweaty face suddenly calmed down, and her expression, which was almost dumbfounded by fright, became a little scary.

Horrible scars appeared on her body.

A strong smell of blood permeated the air.

A face gradually distorted, and strong resentment enveloped it.

The woman suddenly laughed strangely: "No! My mother is a ghost, what is my mother afraid of?"

"Hahaha, you want to kill me? You want to kill a dead man?"

Her mutilated body floated up little by little, her expression was very crazy, she wanted the other party to feel the fear she had before.

At this time, she saw that the man across from him stuffed something into his mouth, and soon his pupils were covered by a purple glow, and a terrifying aura surged out.

"What the hell happened?"

"Ghosts don't have to celebrate the festival?!"

The other party asked a question, glanced over, and shot out two thunderbolts.

The female ghost was startled, and quickly dodged, but just as she avoided the electric light, the heavy black iron sledgehammer slammed down on the position where she dodged.

"puff!!!"

This time, the female ghost's head, together with the upper half of her body, became a pool of rotten flesh.

Its strong resentment did not dissipate, but was absorbed by the Yinshen Hammer little by little, and the two dark curse words became clearer and clearer - Zhou Qin.

The Yinshen Hammer once again carried the obsession of a ghost, and it became even heavier.

Do it all.

Jiang Chen dropped the hammer and panted heavily. The female ghost was not weak, but a medium-sized ghost was stronger. With his current strength, if he were to deal with it normally, he would have to go through a fight.

But after some psychological warfare.

Plus the horror of Yinshen Hammer, two rounds, instant kill!

The most important thing is that after this wave, he once again broke through his own limit.

Fifteen thousand ghost qi were collected from a fierce ghost!

This is very exaggerated.

It was more than what I got from Zhang Chunyu at the beginning. You must know that Zhang Chunyu was a half-length blood suit after all, and she almost broke through to a real blood suit later.

But this woman is just an ordinary medium-sized ghost.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The other party has the spirit of a cow, what he eats is grass, but what he squeezes out is milk.

"Despite the low strength, the contribution is so outstanding."

"It is obviously a worthless ghost, but through unremitting efforts, it has doubled its value."

"It's so touching."

He hammered down at Yinshen, and turned into a pile of rotten flesh of the female ghost, and gave a thumbs up in admiration.

Jiang Chen even had the urge to record the deeds of this female ghost and tell all the ghosts, hoping that they could also learn this inspirational spirit.

At this time.

Zhao Erhu, Chen Xue, and Yang Chan walked over.

The expression on his face was quite exciting, and he opened his mouth several times, but he didn't speak a complete sentence.

"Old Jiang, you...a ghost...strength...this...salvation..."

After talking several times, Zhao Erhu slapped his head and chose a question: "Lao Jiang, is this the redemption you are talking about?"

Jiang Chen nodded firmly: "Yes!"

"But this..."

Jiang Chen smiled deeply: "You don't understand this. Fear can stimulate adrenaline. In this extreme state, people will temporarily forget all their troubles."

"Two tigers, to learn Buddhism, you can't learn it by death, but also understand it in conjunction with science."

"So you see, I let this female ghost forget her troubles before she died, and leave her six senses clean. Isn't this a kind of salvation?"

Zhao Erhu thought for a long time after listening, and finally realized: "I understand, you bastard has been fooling me, right?!"

He is honest and straightforward, but not stupid.

I was successfully fooled before, because I haven't seen Jiang Chen's true face.

Now that I have experienced his methods, listening to these words, I will naturally have a different feeling.

Facing the misunderstanding of friends.

Jiang Chen just smiled lightly and didn't refute a word, he was already used to being misunderstood by others.

Seeing this, Zhao Erhu became a little suspicious again, and he found that Jiang Chen really seemed a bit like those eminent monks in the temple.

"Let's not talk about that, anyway, whether the ghost was in a good mood or not has nothing to do with me." Zhao Erhu shook his head, with an angry expression on his face: "Lao Jiang, you bastard hides really deep!"

"Instantly killing a ghost, your strength is probably almost C+, or..." He made a bolder guess: "Your kid is a C+ master?!"

Jiang Chen shook his head.

Only then did Zhao Erhu heave a sigh of relief: "That's right. If you can reach C+ at this age, it's not much better than the descendants of the Six Schools. Then what is your identity?"

"Looks like it's right to hang out with you, I'll lie down!"

"But having said that, the plan you arranged just now is really perverted. I think that female ghost is almost frightened into a mental illness. Let's discuss it and kill the ghost later. It's..."

"Er Hu, you're a monk, how can you open your mouth and shut your mouth to kill?" Jiang Chen squinted at him, showing a very surprised expression.

Zhao Erhu felt a little uncomfortable, as if he was really a heinous demon monk.

Only then did Jiang Chen obey the teaching.

"Exorcising ghosts is not about fighting and killing, but a redemption for wronged souls!"

"Necessary procedures are indispensable."

Zhao Erhu understood immediately, it seemed that the other party's cruelty was engraved in his bones, and it was impossible to change it.

But anyway, the object of torture is a ghost.

He clasped his hands together indifferently, said "guilty", and then patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder and said, "That's fine, I will cooperate with you later! Let's get rid of these lost souls together!"

It was Zhao Erhu who was lying on someone else's anti-theft window and stabbing the door with a stick just now.