chewing dragon

Chapter 167 Painting
"If you have a way to send a message, you might as well call it now!"

Qi Jingzhi snorted coldly, turned his left hand suddenly, and disappeared into the study in an instant.

Almost at the next moment, the bull-eared sharp knife that had just disappeared suddenly flashed out and pierced Zhu'er's right foot directly.

Amidst the high-pitched and sharp screams, Qi Jingzhi also appeared again, slowly let go of the palm holding the knife, and nodded to Cui's old servant.

The time was so short that the old servant felt that everything had fallen to the ground in a blink of an eye, as if the young swordsman had never disappeared.

Qi Jingzhi's knife not only pierced through Zhu'er's right foot, but also firmly nailed the ghost boy's foot, no matter how hard he was to break free.

Because the knife was drawn too quickly, the layer of black and yellow tiger spirit that originally covered Zhu'er's right foot was also broken by the sharp knife.

These tigers, who were controlled by the old servant and rejected all the aliens inside and outside, seemed to be stunned for a while before they realized it. They rushed towards the bull-eared sharp knife, and surrounded the knife body layer by layer in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the green and black air visible to the naked eye emerged from the knife edge, just in time to meet these black and yellow tigers forming a group of hedgehogs, and was forced back.

There was still blood slowly oozing from the knife edge, but it was also pressed back at this time, and its color became darker and darker under the infestation of the two evil spirits.

In the midst of chaos, there seemed to be a flash of cold light on the body of the bull-eared sharp knife.

All of a sudden, both the tiger's evil spirit and the tiger's minion's spirit stagnated, and then they each retreated a little, with the knife edge as the boundary between each other.

The minion spirit in Zhu'er's body is still unclear, but the water tiger spirit outside is silently clustered around the bull-eared sharp knife, and it seems that they get along very harmoniously.

At the beginning, the old servant Cui's face was still a little worried, worried that Qi Jingzhi's attack would be too rash and he would make a mistake. At this time, he heard the miserable but still full of breath of the ghost boy's wailing in his ears. Naturally, he was relieved, and instead A pair of old eyes were deep and deep, only turning around on the sharp knife with bull ears.

After a few breaths, he finally took a deep look at Niu Erjian Dao, then raised his head, and smiled at Qi Jingzhi: "Thank you!"

Then, the old servant took back all the tiger spirits covering Zhu'er's body without hesitation.

Seeing that these tigers are still moving like arms, the wrinkles on his face have obviously stretched a bit.

Zhu'er, who had lost the restraint of the tiger, wailed in her mouth, but one arm suddenly broke out from the old servant's arms, and she struggled to grab the sharp knife on her right foot.

Cui's old servant seemed to have expected it long ago, his arm quickly grabbed its neck, clenched it hard, lifted it and shook it.

Only a few sounds of dislocation of bones were heard, and Zhu'er's outstretched arm sank down, but she couldn't lift it up again.

"Young Master Sun, be safe and don't be impatient, just watch the old slave fishing! Such extraordinary things, even in my Cui family, are rare to see in 200 years. Using Cui's bloodline combined with a different species of tiger as bait is even more unbelievable. one time!"

After Cui's old servant said quietly, he stretched out his hand to grab the scroll in front of him, and with a shake of his arm, he threw away the tainted blood, making the whole scroll as clean as ever.

He put down the scroll, still holding Zhu'er's neck with one hand, and grabbed its right foot with the other hand, and stretched out the "Chi Tiger Fish Picture" with the sharp knife attached to the ear, hanging on the three-foot-plus Long goby head.

Dark and dirty blood trickled slowly from the incision of Zhu'er's right foot, and fell on the yellowed drawing paper drop by drop.

Every drop of dirty blood seemed to weigh a thousand catties, causing the blue sea on the picture scroll to rise and billow.

Qi Jingzhi could see clearly from the side that after the blood fell on the paper this time, several blue and black blood threads slowly soaked into it, and quickly blurred, adding a little bit of blue and black to the sea water in the painting.

In an instant, except for the three-foot-long goby, the remaining four came to life immediately, appearing on the paper one after another.

This time, the five gobies did not fight again, but raised their heads in unison, fixedly staring at the position of Zhuer's right foot, grinning or roaring silently, looking extremely angry.

If it weren't for the fact that their sensing range seems to be extremely limited, they can't really find the source of the blood, and at the same time they won't leave the scroll easily, they might have torn out of the paper and bit them hard.

Seeing this unusual change, Cui's old servant was not surprised but delighted, and his spirit was shaken: "This method is really feasible! In the future, when Cui's family tree writes a biography for the master, it may be possible to add a new chapter for the old man." Pen!"

Qi Jingzhi still stood quietly on the sidelines, and after a little thought, he understood.

For the ghost boy, Cui's water genus Husha, which is derived from the Chi tiger fish, is a different species, which will block or even repel it as a minion.

And vice versa, for the chi tiger fish, the minion spirit of the ghost boy and even the secret curse of tiger evil originating from the tiger king are also different species.

Earlier, the minion spirit in Zhu'er's tainted blood was not strong enough, and it was covered by Cui's blood. , but faintly felt that something was wrong, so that he still refused to speak.

After Qi Jing nailed the ghost boy with a knife, a large amount of tiger spirit dissipated and enriched to a certain extent in the blood of Zhu'er's right foot. It should have overwhelmed Cui's blood, but it easily invaded with the help of Zhu'er's blood. The territory of the chi goby immediately enraged the spiritual creatures in these paintings.

Cui's old servant glanced at the sword with sharp ears, then turned to Qi Jingzhi and said, "Qi Jishi, the old man will really start fishing next, please take the opportunity to take back the sword, so as not to be hurt by the sharp teeth and evil spirit of the tiger fish." .”

What he said was high-sounding, because the old servant saw the deterrent and attracting effect of the bull-eared sharp knife on the two kinds of tiger's evil spirit, he was afraid that the Chi tiger fish would be injured by the sharp knife, or his own fish would be caught by Qi Jingzhi with the knife instead.

The so-called aiming at the opportunity is naturally to draw the knife at the moment when the goby is about to bite Zhuer's right foot. If it is too late, the goby will bite the knife at the same time. Avoid the sharp teeth of the goby.

Qi Jingzhi was not surprised when he heard this, and he didn't even have the idea of ​​turning his back on the customer. He immediately nodded happily, and at the same time squatted down slightly, reaching out to hold the handle of the sharp knife with ears.

Speaking of which, the Cui family, who obviously has a deep background, has fallen so far. Except for a patriarch who doesn't know where he is, such a confidential matter can only be entrusted to an old servant, but something went wrong in the middle, so that he had to ask for help. An outsider like Yu Qi Jingzhi really lost the face of the so-called aristocratic family.

Cui's old servant didn't care about his family's face, he immediately thanked again, and then slowly stretched Zhu'er's right foot towards the three-foot-long chi tiger fish.

As the two got closer, the largest goby with the most body sticking out of the paper suddenly opened its eyes angrily, and then the four tiger claws stepped on the water fiercely, and the body of the fish with black and yellow scales fought hard. Zhu'er jumped up from the paper, and the hornless dragon head covered with bony spurs opened its mouth, biting hard at Zhu'er's right foot.

In an instant, a blood-stained knife light flashed and disappeared.

With the help of drawing his knife, Qi Jingzhi straightened his body and took two steps back. When he looked intently again, he saw the goby leaping nearly two feet out of the scroll, and had already bit his target firmly.

The slender and sharp dragon teeth in its mouth were like short daggers, and it bit out four blood holes running through Pearl's right foot.

The blue-black minion spirit escaped, and when it met the black-yellow tiger spirit gushing out of the goby's mouth and nose, it rolled violently, blurring the boundary between the two sides in the blink of an eye. There is me in you, and there is in me. You, silently wrestling in one place.

Because it was so intense and chaotic, Qi Jing couldn't tell how these two tiger spirits were fighting for a while. They seemed to be colliding with each other to cancel each other out and die together, or they seemed to be devouring each other and assimilating each other, desperately dyeing each other into something different from himself. the same color.

Before that, Qi Jingzhi really couldn't imagine that the screams of the ghost boy could become more sharp and high-pitched. Compared with the sharp knife with ears, it seems that the sharp teeth of the goby brought it more pain.

"Damn it! My master will never let you go, he will definitely kill Song Lingqi and Yecheng Cui Manmen, together with your relatives and friends..."

"I know, I know! Turn them all into ghosts, suffer from cold and hunger, and fall into the netherworld forever! Do you have any new words? You must have killed many people, and those poor people didn't open their mouths to scold you before they died. ?”

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help interrupting loudly, he just felt that this ghost boy was probably too young when he died, and after becoming a ghost, he must have used the ghost's body to do most of his hands directly. Now that he is about to die again, he doesn't even swear. Yes, you must know that even the ordinary mountain people in Shanqian Village can scold a lot of tricks, and they can always draw inferences from one instance and bring forth new ones.

Cui's old servant hadn't spoken since he started fishing, and apparently he didn't intend to wait for the winner between the two tiger spirits.

Supporting his body on one foot, he slowly stood up from the ground. At the same time, just like he used his index finger to fish before, he used Zhu'er and the ghost boy as bait to slowly pull the biting goby away from the paper.

This series of movements doesn't actually take much effort, and it's nothing to Cui's old servant, a friar who is full of energy. Dare to speak out, Qi Jingzhi saw the appearance of facing an enemy, which made him feel a little heavy and difficult.

A moment later, when only the tip of the tail of the goby remained on the paper, it seemed that some kind of hidden boundary was broken, and this strange fish was as conscious as the little fish that greedily devoured blood before. come over.

The tip of its tail immediately bent like a hook, and it was firmly hooked on the paper, and even the whole scroll was folded upwards, and the old servant caught it together.

At the same time, its fish body began to shake and struggle, and the sharp teeth biting Pearl's right foot showed signs of loosening.

Seeing that it was about to succeed, Cui's old servant couldn't allow it to retreat to the scroll, but he stretched his head over without hesitation, opened his mouth and bit the body of the tiger fish.

Not only did he bite with his teeth, but he also swung his neck vigorously, immediately tearing two black and yellow fish scales off the fish.

Chi Goby twitched in pain, and his strength of struggle was greatly reduced. The tail hook, which was originally an expedient measure, could no longer maintain it, and involuntarily let go of the paper.

Only the sharp teeth in its mouth subconsciously exerted more force, biting Pearl's foot bone until it creaked.

Cui's old servant let out a happy laugh, chewed it hastily, and swallowed the fish scales in his mouth.

Compared with the small fish scales he bought with blood earlier, the efficacy of these two fish scales, which he snatched hard, is obviously not the same.

The old servant's eyes were suddenly stained with a layer of black and yellow, which looked cloudy and strange.Even his originally gray eyebrows began to lengthen visibly to the naked eye, and the newly grown parts were all black and yellow, like tiger stripes.

"Be careful! Don't let the bastard go!"

The old servant who had benefited greatly suddenly shouted loudly.

Before he finished speaking, he used Zhu'er's body as a fishing rod and swung it upwards with all his strength. Not only did he instantly pull the tiger fish out of the paper, but he even threw the three-foot-long strange fish It turned head and tail, raised in the air.

Under the strong pull, the sharp teeth of the goby cut a deep groove on Zhu'er's right foot, but it also gained a chance to escape.

Suddenly leaving the blue sea in the painting, this strange fish suddenly lost its viciousness. It threw Zhu'er's right foot out of its mouth regardless, and swam back and forth under the beams of the house with a face of panic, but it couldn't find it no matter what. Can't find where the picture scroll is.

At the same time, on Zhu'er's pale and thin back, in the gap between the vertebrae, a green-clothed child in Tsing Yi quickly squeezed out half of his body.

It faces the ground, with both hands propped up on Zhu'er's protruding shoulder blades, and at the same time, it struggles vigorously, trying to pull out the lower body.

But before it could succeed, a smoky red palm stretched out and pressed its head tightly.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp blade penetrated from the back of its neck and drilled out from under its jaw, cutting its jaw in half along the way.

Qi Jingzhi pulled the ghost boy out of Zhu'er's body like pulling a carrot, took two steps back to look at him, and couldn't help but asked in doubt: "You have a blood hole in your heart that won't go away, squeeze a hole between the bones." What? Wasn’t it just that he was stabbed twice there, as for the fear of such a situation, he even delayed his escape?”

The ghost boy opened his mouth halfway, trembling from the pain, he could only make a whooping sound in his throat, but he couldn't even utter half a word.

"Huh? Did you even cut your tongue? You bastard's mouth is rigid, but your tongue is so soft!"

Hearing this, the ghost boy trembled even more.

Seeing that the bastard was still unwilling to answer, Qi Jingzhi didn't bother to ask any more questions. Holding the knife in his right hand, he slashed down vigorously, almost cutting it in half.

He ignored the ghost boy who was destined to become a mouthpiece in the mirror, and raised his eyes to look at the top of his head again.

I saw the homeless goby still swimming wildly, with ink-like black and yellow smoke slowly wafting out of its body.

This makes it look a little illusory, not as real as a living thing before.

The spiritual creatures in these paintings are different from the real swimming fish after all.

Seeing that Qi Jingzhi had already restrained the ghost boy, and that he should have no time to interfere with him for a while, the old servant of the Cui family was completely relieved.

He immediately laughed out loud, put Zhu'er's body on the desk, took a brush, dipped it in Zhu'er's blood, and quickly smeared it on the poor child's back. There are vivid blood-colored water patterns.

Under Qi Jingzhi's gaze, this old servant of the Cui family actually used Zhu'er's back as a paper, and only took a moment to paint a sea of ​​blood.

In the end, he even inscribed the words "Chi Tiger Fish Picture", and signed it with the same name "Ji Jiuwo", but it is only similar in shape to the inscription on the original scroll, but the inner charm is far from it.

(End of this chapter)