Folk custom: At the beginning of the wedding, the bride takes off her painted skin

Chapter 105: Asking God [Ask for monthly votes]

"Knock on the back, hit me hard!"

This was the first thought that came to Fang Jie's mind, so he immediately struck his left hand on the tongue of the long-tongued ghost without hesitation.

At the same time, his right hand was holding a pitchfork, and he stabbed the long-tongued ghost above his head with his backhand.

But at this moment, the female ghost also reacted.

The long tongue that was licking Fang Jie's neck suddenly stretched out and wrapped directly around Fang Jie's neck, tightening it.

Almost instantly, Fang Jie lost his resistance.

His eyes turned white and he was forced to open his mouth. The pitchfork that was about to stab the female ghost also lost its force and was thrown to the ground, making a "clang" sound.

The sudden change and sneak attack caught Fang Jie by surprise.

The thoughts in his head were subconsciously confused. He didn't expect that he wouldn't be able to get there so fast?

I have just come in, am I going to suffer a loss here?

This makes Fang Jie himself a little unbelievable... Could it be that without Brother Li by my side, I am really so useless?

In an instant, as thoughts flashed through his mind, Fang Jie also came to his senses.

"If I were before Yinhundang, I might not be able to help this situation, but that was before!"

"Now that I have received the Winter and Spring Official inheritance, I am even... Fang Jie who died once!"

Fang Jie, who originally seemed to be on the verge of death with a distorted face, calmed down in just an instant.

There was no longer any struggle, everything was quiet and returned to its original state.

But what followed was the incomplete black mask covering his left eye on his face, with many bloody lines appearing, as if blood was flowing rapidly in it.

The mask is gradually falling off his face.

The female ghost also noticed something was wrong. The long snake originally wrapped around Fang Jie's neck stretched again.

The tip of his tongue was like a long snake, "slithering" into Fang Jie's open mouth.

There was a hint of sweetness in the coldness, and the female ghost's long tongue stirred in Fang Jie's mouth.

But at this moment, Fang Jie, who had always kept his mouth open, suddenly closed his mouth.

His teeth were like cutting knives and saws, biting off the female ghost's tongue... that she had inserted into his mouth!
Swallow in one bite.

It was like eating a big bite of pork, and Fang Jie licked the corner of his mouth with unsatisfied taste.

The tip of the tongue was broken, and the female ghost's tongue seemed to have lost so much power. As it slowly relaxed, the mask on Fang Jie's face was also completely loosened.

He grinned, pulled off the incomplete mask with his left hand, and directly grabbed the female ghost's long tongue with his right hand, pulled out suddenly, and pulled her off the roof.

The female ghost fell to the ground and looked at the man in front of her in horror.

Fang Jie's face was extremely pale, his eyes were scarlet, and his lips turned blood red either because he bit off the female ghost's tongue or something else.

The appearance is extremely coquettish and weird.

He slowly lowered his head to look at the female ghost in front of him and smiled slightly, "My mouth is a bit sweet, do you want another kiss?"

After speaking, he swallowed, as if he was eager.

The female ghost's eyes moved down and landed on Fang Jie's lower abdomen.

Fang Jie also looked down and saw that the originally snow-white white robe was stained with a large amount of blood for some unknown reason...

The wind blew his clothes open, revealing a huge wound.

There was a stab wound on Fang Jie's lower abdomen, which was opening and closing as if he was breathing.

"What's there to see here?" Fang Jie asked doubtfully, "Isn't it just a small injury? It's not in the way. Come on, come on, tell me, why did you come to me?"

"Are you...are you a grain eater, or...or a ghost?"

The female ghost finally spoke, intermittently, and her voice was full of disbelief.

"I'm just a grain eater who died once!"

Fang Jie smiled "hehe".

"hey-hey."

Laughter also came to his ears, but it was after he stopped laughing, and there was something wrong with the sound, so he turned his head and looked.

I don't know when, but three more ghosts appeared around me and the female ghost.

A man looks like a middle-aged man in body and clothing, but has a square head.

One of them looked like a girl, but strangely she only had one eye between her eyebrows.

The remaining one is much more normal. Its hands are on its feet, and its feet are on its hands, like a piece of building blocks put together at random.

Evil.

The female ghost in front of her was already a Class B evil spirit, and now three more Class B evil spirits came... Fang Jie smiled happily.

This is really about killing yourself at the beginning.

He smiled and let go, so the female ghost who was originally pressed under him returned to the patchwork ghost.

Four Class B evil spirits surrounded Fang Jie in the middle, laughing happily and happily.

They began to circle around the square.

The surrounding ground began to sink, and Fang Jie also laughed and spun around, looking very crazy.

Because he found that there seemed to be no need to use Dongchun Guan's methods anymore.

My original methods are enough to deal with all this, and I can even deal with it better.

The moment he lowered his head, his left hand brought the incomplete mask back to his left eye, and the scarlet in his eyes receded, and his face became rosy again.

Even the huge stab wound on his lower abdomen disappeared and recovered as before.

He dug his right hand into the shroud ghost, and then put a clown mask on his face. Everything was so smooth and smooth.

The four ghosts were still spinning in circles, and the ground was still sinking.

Fang Jie was also spinning in circles, but he was just spinning around. Somehow, he came to the side of the four ghosts, and the laughter on his lips was exactly the same as the four ghosts.

And no one noticed anything was wrong. They were just wondering, why did the grain eater die so quickly? Was it eaten secretly by someone?

"The first step to deal with the evil spirit of the Red Lantern Shop: become the evil spirit of the Red Lantern Shop."

The first thought popped into Fang Jie's mind, and the second thought was, "What Brother Li gave me is really useful."

……

Inside the dim residential house, Zhou Xu was sitting at the west-facing seat of a square table.

There is still tea on the table, which is cold. I don’t know what day it was from, and I don’t know how many times it has been contaminated.

So Zhou Xu stretched out her fair and slender hands, poured the tea inside onto the teacup, and pushed the teacup across.

The east facing position on the opposite side was empty, not a single person in sight.

"drink!"

She only said such a simple word.

As soon as she finished speaking, the cup of tea in the empty east-facing seat was dwindling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Xu nodded with satisfaction. She poured another cup of tea and placed it on the north-facing seat.

"drink."

It was the same simple word, so there was less tea in the north position.

Zhou Xu followed the same pattern, filled the last teacup with water and placed it facing south, but this time, after she finished saying that word.

The tea on the table did not move at all.

It didn't decrease at all, but Zhou Xu nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, very good."

The tabletop began to shake unnaturally, "I like you as a tough guy."

Zhou Xu said, reaching out to take back the tea cup on the table, and then took out a pair of scissors from his waist.

A pair of bloody scissors.

When the scissors appeared, the shaking on the table became more intense.

But Zhou Xu didn't seem to see it and directly inserted his hand into the scissors.

In an instant, Zhou Xu's whole aura suddenly changed. At this moment, it seemed that what she was holding was no longer a pair of scissors, but... the bones of countless people.

The scene in Zhou Xu's eyes also changed, with countless grain eaters and evil figures sliding past him.

Like a fleeting glimpse.

She held the scissors in her right hand and the tea cup in her left hand. Soon, the scene in her eyes was frozen.

She could see a short, fat ghost sitting in the south-facing seat, looking at her with an angry expression.

She was unmoved at all, as if she didn't see it, and opened the blood scissors on her hand.

Then with a "click" of the knife, the tea cup was cut into two halves.

Then there was a sound from this south direction.

An intact tea cup fell to the ground.

Zhou Xu put away the scissors, walked to the side as if no one was around, picked up the trembling tea cup, and blew away the dust on it.

She seemed to be saying to herself: "What a wonderful thing this is."

At this moment, two muffled voices sounded, "You...you shameless grain eater."

"He actually poisoned us." No one was seen, but his voice was heard.

Zhou Xu turned around and said strangely: "Are ghosts also afraid of poison?"

After saying that, two more intact tea cups fell to the ground. Zhou Xu picked them up one by one, folded them and put them into the shroud ghost.

Including the one obtained earlier, a total of four tea cups were lying quietly among them.

It wasn't until she finished doing this that she looked at the square table with a hint of seriousness in her eyes.

"Thank you in advance for helping me get these tea cups."

After Zhou Xu finished speaking, he changed the subject.
"But I already have these four teacups, but now I'm still missing a teapot. What do you think I should do?"

When the Sifang Table heard this, it actually grew a little taller again, as if a person who was originally sitting had stood up.

"What can I do? I will kill you!"

After that, the square table actually hit Zhou Xu with four legs.

……

[You used "Miaoshou Kongkong" to attack the sick ghost. You successfully stole and obtained "the sick ghost's vomit". 】

As the text flashed across the panel, Li Daoxuan looked at the lump of mucus that suddenly appeared on the palm of his hand.

A feeling of nausea emerged, and while enduring the nausea, he stabbed the ghost in front of him to death with a butcher's knife.

At the same time, he shook off the mucus on his hands and kept wiping it on the sickly ghost that had not completely died and turned into material.

"I've never seen this disgusting thing like you."

While Li Daoxuan was wiping, he stabbed him again and again with the butcher's knife.

The sleight-of-hand and knife skills are all extremely fast, and they vent their inner anger and annoyance in turn.

Before turning into a material, the sickly ghost had only one thought: forget about stealing my things, hate me even if you steal them, and then kill me if you hate me...

The ghost in front of him turned into a blood-stained handkerchief, and Li Daoxuan stuffed it directly into the shroud ghost in disgust.

He got up directly and entered the room next to him.

Although there was a layer of human skin between his hand and the disgusting mucus, Li Daoxuan would always feel a little uncomfortable in his heart if he didn't wash the thing clean.

When I entered the house, I looked inside and out with my dead eyes. Everything I could see was bright red.

Pollution is everywhere.

Li Dao

But when he turned to look at the door, he was still a little confused.

He had walked a long distance in this red lantern shop and met several evil spirits, but in terms of real danger, he had never encountered one.

This is unlikely, even very undesirable...

Even if I haven't encountered the Grade A evil spirit yet, there are quite a few Grade B evil spirits here. If it doesn't work, there are still three evil spirits.

But now?

Along the way, Li Daoxuan only killed a few Level C evil spirits, but he only had one chance to use [Miao Hand Empty].

So, something was very wrong... Could it be that the Grade A evil spirit was watching me and deliberately transferred all the other Grade B evil spirits away?
So that he could walk up to her safe and sound?

This is unlikely. If this is the case, then she should have kept calling the other Grade B evil spirits to stop her.

So why is this?
Li Daoxuan couldn't figure it out, so he wiped the water stains on the handles of his clothes. He turned around and was about to leave, but he found that the door that had been opened was closed.

Apparently, a ghost is coming.

He stopped in place, his hand naturally falling on the handle of the butcher's knife, and he looked around cautiously. For the time being, he had not discovered where the ghost was.

"If there is a messenger who...doesn't remember where he came from..."

Vaguely, Li Daoxuan heard a woman's voice in his ears, as if she was thinking something.

And the source of the sound is in the next room.

Li Daoxuan thought for a moment, then walked to the door, pushed the door open with his backhand, and stood guard behind the wall.

I didn't rush in because I was afraid of opening the door and meeting a good friend.

But after waiting for a few breaths, nothing strange appeared, and no ghost jumped out to bite anyone.

But this sound is even more obvious.

This means that the ghost is indeed in this room.

Li Daoxuan took a step forward, then turned sideways and looked into the room.

This is obviously the room of a woman who has not left the palace. There is a simple dressing table and a bronze mirror in front of the window, and there is a canopy bed on the side of the wall.

Although they are all simple, they have been tidied up.

At this moment, sitting in front of the combing table was a... woman.

She was wearing a light pink dress, her hair was disheveled, and she was lying on the dressing table. The small square chair she was sitting on moved back, and she could see two round peach petals.

Li Daoxuan glanced more subconsciously.

This ghost... is quite normal.

The woman was sitting there, still humming a nursery rhyme softly, as if she didn't feel Li Daoxuan's arrival at all.

But Li Daoxuan could really feel that the person in front of him was indeed a ghost.

Since it is a ghost... in Li Daoxuan's eyes, it is not much different from the material.

Just when he was about to take action, suddenly, the woman suddenly stood up and hit the chair with her inertia.

Li Daoxuan was also shocked.

Because he found that the aura on this female ghost changed very quickly, but in an instant, it seemed to have changed from a C-level calamity to a B-level calamity.

This...is unlikely!
She turned around, and her intact face suddenly became very...hungry.

Simple hunger.

It's like a person who has been hungry for a long time and sees a table full of people.

She disappeared in a panic, very quickly, without any nonsense, but directly chose to take action.

And this is exactly what Li Daoxuan thought.

He took a step forward, but suddenly there was a beam in front of him.

He was forced to stop, but his feet suddenly became empty. A huge hole appeared. With no place to draw strength from, he fell directly into it.

In a blink of an eye, the ground closed and everything returned to its original state.

The expression on the girl's face returned to normal, and she turned to look at the dressing table.

Where she had blocked it with her body, there was a rabbit-haired bamboo pen. No one was holding the pen, but the pen stood upright on a piece of white paper.

And as the ground closed, the pen actually wrote on the white paper by itself.

If Li Daoxuan is still here, he will definitely find that the name written in that pen is - Li Daoxuan!

"Invite God to succeed, ambush Li Daoxuan, succeed..."

But as the word "success" was written down, the writing brush stopped again, as if it was stuck, and then started writing again.

"Invite God to succeed, ambush Li Daoxuan, succeed (cross out), fail, he survived."

Underground, in the dark tunnel, a human hand suddenly poked out of the soil, and then with a sudden force, a large piece of soil fell off, and a human figure emerged from it.

Li Daoxuan gasped for air.

He looked back at the short distance he had walked, and was also startled into a cold sweat.

Sure enough, is this the Red Lantern Shop?

The moment he was trapped underground, Li Daoxuan really thought he was going to die. The soil poured in, suffocating him and sinking deep into it.

If it weren't for the powerful energy and blood in his body, he would hold his breath while holding his breath with great strength, and forcefully squeeze a way out of the ground, and finally come to this deserted corridor.

Li Daoxuan didn't know what the consequences would be.

He shook off the dirt on his body and looked around. As expected, this should be part of the underground black market in Hand Witch City.

After arriving safely for the time being, Li Daoxuan also looked at the panel.

As early as when he fell from the room, Li Daoxuan noticed that there were words on the panel, but he just didn't have time to look at it at the time.

[In a troubled world with five turbidities, you encounter ghosts "inviting gods" in the Red Lantern Square. Your survival points are +8 (green). 】

God please?

So, the reason why the female ghost's strength suddenly increased just now is because she "invited God"?

Li Daoxuan also knew a little bit about the so-called inviting gods.

Common forms of writing, inviting immortals, carrying Ji and supporting ji are actually a kind of praying to gods. One person is responsible for being possessed by the gods. Such people are often called "jishen" or "luanshen", and write Write or speak to convey the thoughts of the gods.

But, who is the ghost inviting the gods to invite?

As for the supreme cow ghost and snake god, that is naturally impossible... Could it be the Class A evil spirit that was invited?

But this red lantern shop is so big, it’s impossible.

Could it be that there are other ghosts, ghosts, and snake gods, or a wild temple for obscene gods?

But now is obviously not the time to worry about this. What should be considered now is how to get out of this underground.

　Inviting God: Also known as Fuji, Jiuji, Wailuan, Inviting Immortal, Bu Zigu, etc.One person is responsible for being possessed by the gods. This kind of person is called Luansheng or Jishen, and he writes some handwriting to convey the thoughts of the gods, communicate with the gods, and understand the meaning of the gods. Nowadays, many rural areas in the south still have it. This kind of existence.

　　
　
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