chewing dragon

Chapter 313
While talking, Tong Jiaohai took out a piece of scalp with short stubble from his leather armor.

The scalp was kneaded into a ball, and the opening was tied tightly with long hair. It looked like a leather bag. It was hard for Tong Jiaohai to be willing to kick such a thing in his arms. It was obvious that the baby was tight.

I saw him carefully untying his long hair and opening his scalp, revealing a small crimson cloth bag wrapped inside.

Tong Jiaohai still held the cloth bag in front of him with his scalp separated: "The unlucky guy took out this thing from the blood hole, but he couldn't hold it steady for a moment and let it fall back into his stomach. As a result..."

"As a result, without the cover of the scalp and hair, five-color smoke immediately floated out from his internal organs, and all of them were swallowed by the cloth bag, and the unlucky guy wailed and turned into a human being under the humble nose. A mummy!"

Hearing this, even Qi Jingzhi had to carefully examine the crimson cloth bag in Tong Jiaohai's hand.

This thing is much more sinister than the woolen felt pouches used by skin spirits to store human teeth and claws.

"You mean, it can take away people's energy, but it only works when it touches flesh, blood and organs. If it only touches fur, it's fine?"

Tong Jiaohai nodded and shook his head: "I just gave it a try, but it doesn't necessarily have to touch the flesh and blood."

He did not explain how he tried it, but bit his left index finger and dripped the blood from his fingertip on the crimson cloth bag.

A few drops of blood disappeared at the first touch, and then the soft cloth suddenly expanded and became bulging.

"My lord, be careful!"

Tong Jiaohai suddenly let out a low shout, and immediately changed his right index finger, pointed it at the direction of Qi Jingzhi, and flicked the cloth bag hard with his finger.

"Boom!"

The crimson cloth bag actually made a muffled sound, which sounded like the sound of a drum.

Almost at the same time, a faint and almost invisible crimson ripple flowed out of the cloth bag and spread toward the county government lobby seemingly slowly but quickly.

"Ok?"

Qi Jingzhi's eyes were piercing, and he stepped in front of the magistrate. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and flicked his five fingers in the air, stirring the spiritual energy in the hall to form its own tune and dark textures, which offset each other with the crimson ripples.

By the time the crimson ripples reached him, only a tiny bit was left.

Qi Jingzhi knew it well, and without evading it, he stabbed it lightly with his finger, completely defeating it instantly.

But at the same time, the young man was also keenly aware that a trace of energy on his fingertips suddenly disappeared.

"This thing is interesting. It seems to be similar to the tiger evil jade chime. It can steal people's energy. Even if an ordinary person gets it, it can create a very powerful warlock, who can run rampant across the country..."

Qi Jingzhi immediately became interested: "You already knew in advance that this thing can suck people into mummies, why did you dare to drip your own fingertip blood into it?"

Seeing that the captain's attitude had relaxed, Tong Jiaohai still didn't have the courage to stand up without permission, but he dared to straighten his upper body and replied: "Hey, aren't the rare treasures in the drama scripts all recognized by their blood? !”

"Furthermore, I am fortunate enough to have received the guidance of Lord Lu and Gong Geng Pu and to the Gui Geng Qu. I have gained some experience these days."

"As the saying goes, you will reap melons if you sow melons, and you will reap beans if you sow beans. If my subordinates want to control such a vicious and bloodthirsty thing, they will naturally have to use their own blood as seeds!"

Qi Jingzhi felt a slight toothache when he saw that the "Gong Geng Pu", which said "The heart is fertile and everything can be cultivated", was turned into such a ghostly appearance, but Tong Jiaohai still looked like it was natural.

He thought for a moment and understood: "Do you want to use this thing as an instrument like a war drum to play "Return to the Farm" and the two war songs I taught you?"

"Master is wise!"

Tong Jiaohai nodded immediately: "When I found out that this thing could knock the sound, for some reason I couldn't help but knock it randomly a few times to the tune of "Tiger Walking". Guess what happened?"

"Oh, this is incredible! All the dead ghosts I have seen in my life, regardless of whether they are human or demonic, actually appeared all at once, with all the signs of death, and they were all bloody and dangling in front of my eyes. .”

"Just tell them that you died miserably. You must be upset, but I didn't kill them all. As the saying goes, every wrongdoer has his own owner, so why are you bothering me?"

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi no longer knew what to say. This guy was able to kneel here with all his beard and tail. This little life was really tough, but his brain didn't seem to work very well.

Listening to his description, I don't know if he was under an illusion, or if he was aroused by the evil spirit of blood in his body, or if he provoked inner demons, in short, it was extremely dangerous.

Tong Jiaohai didn't notice the pity in the captain's eyes and kept talking happily.

"The humble post was annoyed, and when I saw those dead ghosts staring directly at the bag, I knew they wanted to listen to music, so I had no choice but to sing "Tiger Walking" while tapping."

Speaking of this, Tong Jiaohai subconsciously touched his chest: "Unexpectedly, as I sang, a small drum suddenly grew in Bei Zhi's heart, and there were many patterns painted on it, so... it looked pretty good. of……"

"If something like this hadn't happened, my subordinate is already a veteran and knows military law. How could he have dared to stay in that ruined temple for so long that the entire battalion was completely herded..."

Although Qi Jingzhi is now well-informed, he couldn't help but be moved when he heard this: "Have you achieved success with "Gong Geng Pu"?"

"Back then, Duke Lu said that Mr. Tong had some talent in music and specially taught you "Returning to Farming". You really have a unique vision!"

The young man looked at the crimson cloth bag again: "The origin of this thing is unknown, and it is so dangerous and sinister. Originally, I didn't intend to let it stay in your hands, otherwise it will only do more harm than good."

"But since you have already achieved your heart and soul, that's a different matter. At least you don't have to worry about it eroding your bloodline and becoming a warlock who can't make any progress in this life."

Seeing that Tong Jiaohai's face was already full of joy, Qi Jingzhi immediately snorted: "Remember carefully! This thing can only be used when fighting the enemy, and it must be taken care of on weekdays. If it causes any trouble, I don’t need to say more about the consequences, right?”

"Don't worry, adults!"

Tong Jiaohai agreed simply and said: "A humble person is not someone who doesn't know the importance of things! I was afraid of accidentally harming others, so I found something to wrap up this bag and store it close to my body."

Qi Jingzhi nodded, then took out the Spirit Official Mask and erased almost all the thoughts in it, leaving only the "Secret Technique of Qiu Chu Cheng Yun" and "Hidden Edge Technique".

He threw the mask that turned into a white snake face to Tong Jiaohai: "There are two skills in this mask. You can learn it by wearing it on your face. The former will help you overcome the tribulation of the gods and cultivate the music." Tao is of great help, and the latter may help you control this thing better.”

Tong Jiaohai was overjoyed when he heard this. He held the mask in one hand and the bag in the other, and bowed deeply to the young man: "Thank you, sir, for your generous gift!"

Qi Jingzhi waved his hand: "It is indeed gratifying and congratulatory for you to have achieved your ideals, but the previous crimes of disrespecting military orders and greedy for merit should not be leniently punished. Today, I remember that you are the first offender, so I have the right to send you this head!"

"It's just that the death penalty can be avoided, but the living penalty cannot be forgiven! Well, now that your cultivation level is higher, you must be more resistant to beatings..."

"Come on, peel off this guy's armor and trousers, and beat him with thirty military sticks!"

Hearing this, the young people with car spokes who had been eager to try immediately pounced on him like wolves and tigers.

In the matter of enforcing military law, the captain has never let his brothers down, so he should be punished without any ambiguity.

"Thank you for your extra mercy, sir!"

Tong Jiaohai, who knew the temperament of his captain, did not beg for mercy, but instead thanked him gratefully.He knew that he had indeed made a big mistake this time. First, he rushed forward impetuously, disrupted the formation, and then disappeared inexplicably for most of the day. Although he had other inside stories, he also destroyed a blood-eyed bat nest, but if the captain had followed the military law, Even if he was asked to behead himself, no one could tell him what was wrong.

So, this guy lay down on the ground obediently, letting the young men from the Jiahu team do whatever they wanted, and even said politely: "Thank you for your work! Thank you for your kindness!"

The leader, Fu Da, chuckled: "Why are you so polite? We are all old friends and have known each other for a long time. Brothers, we know what we are doing and are careful with our actions!"

While they were talking, several young men with car spokes had quickly removed Tong Jiaohai's Qingsi armor, took off his trousers, picked up the golden cudgel and beat him hard, causing his skin to be torn and his flesh to be dripping with blood.

Every time the golden cudgel fell, the veins on the forehead of the county magistrate on the side also jumped.

He often hit people with a stick when examining cases on weekdays. He had also heard of the old government officials' methods of beating people to death and beating them to death. Beaten to death.

In his opinion, this low-ranking military officer in the hall is obviously very important in the Yulin Guards. He just passed on the skills and he obviously needs to be reused. But if he continues to fight like this, even if he is lucky enough to survive, he will probably be crippled. But this person thanked him with a grateful face, and even said nothing when he was beaten...

"Hey, is this trying to scare the monkeys?"

The county magistrate was full of denunciations of Colonel Yu Lin's cruelty and ruthlessness, and was even more puzzled by the performance of the military attache who was beaten. However, his face showed awe, and he raised his hands and praised: "Colonel Qi's strictness in running the army is really worthy of me. This is the only officer I have seen in my life, and he is worthy of being the leader of the country’s army and the elite of Da Qi!”

Qi Jingzhi immediately returned the salute: "Your Majesty, I am so complimentary. I need Laogui County to prepare all the military supplies such as food and fodder as soon as possible, so that the two guards of our army can move out as soon as possible and pacify Jingdai County."

"It's natural. Your subordinate has already assigned this matter, so I'll go and supervise it in person!"

The county magistrate became more and more sure of his guess, and he quickly bowed his hand again. He was not at all annoyed by the dove occupying the magpie's nest, but hurried away like a god of plague.

Looking at the opponent's back, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but shake his head.

The evil gang that committed the face-wiping murder case is not yet known, so let’s not mention it. However, things like bats that still follow animal nature and have no special means are not impossible for ordinary people to defeat if they are prepared in advance.

Back then, Songling County Magistrate Xiong Taifeng even knew how to recruit hunters to kill tigers, and even recruited himself to be the head of the demon town just in case of emergency. However, the magistrate in front of him, faced with the local demon disaster that has been going on for several months, only knows how to fool the people. There is no other way to respond except to report for help. He is really a mediocre and lazy official.

"It's a pity that Gouchen Yuan is just a member of the pro-democracy army, and cannot interfere in local military affairs without an imperial edict. And this county magistrate doesn't seem like someone who dares to deduct our military supplies..."

The young man suppressed this idea and saw that the execution had been completed, so he ordered: "Everyone, please retreat! Tong Jiaohai puts on a mask and sings "Tiger Walking" with your new treasure."

As he spoke, candlelight appeared in his eyes, and the iron shield behind his back penetrated under the auspicious fur, turning into a close-fitting bright armor, holding up the gorgeous fur given by the king, like an armor-covered cloak.

Seeing this, the seven teenagers with the spokes immediately changed from the law enforcement team to the guards of the hub team. They quickly cleared the area and closed the door from the outside.

Tong Jiaohai stood up with a grin on his face, not even bothering to lift his pants, and just stood in the courtyard with his bloody buttocks and a pair of thick hairy legs.

He casually covered his face with the white snake mask given by the captain. It looked like a snake head and a human body, which looked extremely strange.

Tong Jiaohai stood there blankly for a while before coming back to his senses. He was holding a crimson cloth bag in his left hand, and the five thick, calloused fingers of his right hand were scratching awkwardly, messing up the spiritual energy in front of him.

Qi Jingzhi, who had been waiting carefully, saw the corner of his mouth twitching: "I forgot, this guy's brain is not very good!"

After a while, Tong Jiaohai finally seemed to have thought of a way. He no longer bothered his fingers, but settled for the next best thing. He held his five fingers in the shape of drumsticks, and held the seduced spiritual energy in the center of his fists and fingers. seam.

The next moment, his fist hit the crimson cloth bag hard, and it was like a thunderous explosion.

At the same time, this guy raised his head hard, opened his broken gong voice, blushed and roared loudly, like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.

"The tiger is marching, the tiger is marching, don't pound the sword if it's long, don't attack if it's long of the crossbow!"

Boom boom boom!
The rumble of drums accompanied the sound, which really complemented Tong Jiaohai's roar.

"If you don't love killing, you should keep yourself alive! A benevolent and righteous gentleman shows compassion for suffering!"

With a bang, blood evil energy immediately appeared in the lobby of the county government, and they condensed into vague human shapes, some kneeling down, some lying on the ground, some being whipped, or being tortured with sticks, opening their mouths to cry, and asking for help.

These vague human figures are not the souls of the deceased, but the blood evil energy accumulated in the county government hall for countless years, which was stirred up by Tong Jiaohai's drums and roars, slightly showing the situation at the time of death.

The tiger will stop killing when it is full, and pray for survival if it cries out.A fierce official is not satisfied when he sucks the anointing, and he cannot escape after thousands of worships.

This time, Qi Jingzhi did not use his energy to offset the ripples released by the crimson cloth bag. Instead, he used his heart candle and ding fire to guard his heart. At the same time, he resisted with the armor on his body, carefully sensing its true power.

I saw those ripples falling on Ji Guangqiu, and they were immediately bounced away by this strange object that "doesn't get wet in water and does not burn in fire", without getting any advantage.

The Mingguang Iron Armor transformed by Crane Lu was even more ferocious. The armor pieces lightly rebounded and shattered the ripples that hit them.

Qi Jingzhi hesitated for a moment before taking the initiative to remove the Mingguang Armor, but Qi Huchan suddenly appeared and stood on his shoulder.

As soon as the young monk encountered the crimson ripples, the outer part of his mainly black monk's robes was filled with blood and many phantoms appeared.

Chen Er, the Songling County government official, the Three Foxes of Xiaosongshan, Li Huang who turned into pus, the two White Immortal Sect maids who were suppressed and backfired, and many creatures who died in the battle at the bottom of Qihe Valley...

All the ghosts of the dead who had died in front of these two brothers, and whose souls had not been imprisoned by the Xuanjian of Heaven and Earth, or whose souls had not been summoned by Lord Langya, instantly filled the entire county government hall.

The most eye-catching thing among them is a monster with a donkey head, a human body, and a snake tail. It has a heart of a beating snake in its mouth, and its body floats and sinks in the bloody flames.

"Old Wei!" Qi Jingzhi's eyes suddenly widened.

Hu Chan had already taken out the five-color dagger at his waist, and the sound of Sanskrit chanting could be faintly heard from the monk's clothes. Seeing this, he quickly stopped his hand and did not dare to act rashly.

At this time, Tong Jiaohai's song "Tiger Walking" has come to an end.

As the last drum beat fell, the blood shadows in the hall suddenly dispersed and returned to the gaseous state. The evil energy became lighter and the blood energy became thicker.

Immediately, these obviously special bloody evil spirit hoods were placed on the crimson cloth bag, and Tong Jiaohai was also trapped in it.

you get what you sow.

Tong Jiaohai used essence and blood as seeds, Jiang Sang as fields, "Tiger Walking" as plows, and beating drums and singing songs as farming. He actually seduced the blood and energy that had been scattered everywhere and had a sense of injustice and transformed it into his own. reward.

"Especially this guy's plan is very impressive. He first deceives the evil spirit by saying that he doesn't love killing and shows sympathy for the suffering, and then uses the tiger's claws and claws to subjugate the evil spirit and swallow its blood. It's quite like a tiger trying to control a ghost. …”

"But then again, even if he ultimately did this for self-enrichment, it can somewhat alleviate the consequences of the killing. It seems...can it also be regarded as summoning souls to escape death in a certain sense?"

Thinking of this, Qi Jingzhi exhaled heavily, driving away the figure of Old Wei just now from the bottom of his heart.

"Find out the secret method of this Jiang Nang as soon as possible. Be sure to retract and release it freely, and never hurt innocent people."

The young man looked at Tong Jiaohai, who was naked and full of blood, and his eyes were different from before: "From now on, the job of Yulin Guards cleaning the battlefield will be left to you!"

(End of this chapter)