Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 9: Unexpected comeback, huge gains

"Ghost, run away!"

The two young nurses were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they trembled for a long time before letting out shrieks that changed their tone. Using their hands and feet, they rolled and ran toward the forest.

It is much scarier than the ancient ghost stories told by the old people in the village when they took a rest on summer nights when I was a child.

They really heard the ghosts howling and speaking human words.

The atmosphere was so spooky and terrifying that every pore was numb with horror. The old saying "people are 30% afraid of ghosts, and 70% ghosts are afraid of people", they experienced it face to face. It was all lies.

Xu Yuanchang's heart sank, he underestimated the ability of this fierce ghost, and immediately shouted: "Throw the knife, retreat quickly!"

Old Ding released the handle of the knife and stepped back quickly. He found a wisp of black energy wrapped around his arm. He hurriedly slapped it hard with his left hand, but to no avail. He understood that the ghost energy had taken hold of him and he had nowhere to escape.

"we……"

Looking up, he saw Taoist Xu stuck in place, spinning around with black energy rising from his body.

Old Ding was stunned. The exorcist Taoist priest was fascinated by the ghost. He was so anxious that he didn't know how to help.

Xu Yuanchang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his eyelids were extremely heavy.

There were ghosts and shadows all around him, and countless jeers and screams were ringing in his ears.

He couldn't tell where he was. He stumbled forward with his hands on both sides to resist. Facing the black mist coming in like a tide with a little blood, it was a drop in the bucket. In a trance, he saw a little golden light flickering faintly in front of his eyes, and the few remaining ideas in his mind flashed. .

He used all his strength to grab it, and the magic coin, which was about to lose its luster, fell into his bloody hands.

The magic money greedily absorbed the blood, and a golden glow emerged, revealing the fuzzy Bagua runes.

The light patterns rotate around the sky, expanding and contracting in varying sizes, full of mystery.

The ubiquitous black shadows instantly dissipated, the rampant ghostly screams were abruptly cut off, and suddenly turned into a panicked howl, as if they had seen something terrifying, and a black mist retreated crazily out.

The Bagua light talisman quietly converged, and a little golden light suddenly shot out from the square hole of the money.

The golden light passed through the black air of the night and instantly smeared on the ghost that was trying to escape invisibly a few feet away.

The black mist appeared again, and this time it was allowed to roll and struggle violently. The golden light quickly melted away the arrogant ghost just now.

"Spare...spare me, I am willing to be a slave..."

Xu Yuanchang heard the ghost begging for mercy, but he turned a deaf ear and watched with cold eyes.

He still seemed to be in a dream. Does the correct way to open the magic money require the price of blood?

Within ten breaths, the black mist in the sky completely disappeared, leaving nothing behind.

That bright golden light also dissipated.

The cold and gloomy surroundings were swept away, and the temperature slowly rose.

I don’t know when a bright full moon rises in the east, its light is peaceful, bright and bright.

Old Ding was pleasantly surprised. The black air that seemed to be wrapped around his arm as if it were a living thing was blown away by the wind, leaving no trace. He walked closer, looked carefully and asked: "Director Xu, how are you? Why don't you sit down and rest? one time?"

He saw that Taoist Xu had overextended himself in killing the ghosts. His face was pale and his whole body was in a mess. The blue and white spots on his face were gone.

Xu Yuanchang forced a smile, put his left hand and the money into his sleeve, changed the topic and said, "It doesn't matter, go and see if the thief is dead?"

The meager breath in his body was exhausted, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat on his back.

Old Ding picked up a waist knife that was pierced into the ground, rushed over in a few steps, and cut off the man in black's withered skull like a skeleton with one knife. After confirming that he was dead, he turned around and asked, "Dao Zhang Xu, let's search." What do you think about looking for evidence of identity and crime on the thief?"

Xu Yuanchang heard the sound of the string and knew its meaning, and reminded: "But, be careful that the thief has poison in his sleeve."

The two hit it off immediately and had a tacit understanding.

Old Ding grinned and said: "No need, don't worry."

Apart from the fear of unknown and mysterious sneaks, he was not afraid of the dead.

Having wandered around the world for many years and experiencing bloody battles, he was experienced in collecting loot. He tore off a piece of clothing and wrapped it around his palm. He used the tip of a knife to peel off the thief's waistband and quickly removed the scattered items from his arms and sleeve pockets. Go to the nearby grassland and put one of the green bags aside.

Use the tip of the knife to open the pockets at both ends of the sash, revealing a stack of banknotes, a few coins, a volume of books, two bottles, multiple copper coins and other items inside.

Xu Yuanchang picked up another waist knife and came over to watch Old Ding fiddle with it.

"Three hundred taels of official votes, and more than twenty taels of silver."

Old Ding looked at Taoist Xu opposite him, chuckled, rubbed his fingers, and said, "We bleed and sweat, and almost lost our lives. What do you think of doing with this money?" Let the other party have the right to speak. The rules of the world are for the strong. To respect.

If Taoist Xu hadn't worked so hard to kill the evil spirit, he would have had to answer here today. Of course, he also had the credit for killing the traitor.

Xu Yuanchang did not pretend to shirk, he looked at the other party and said with a smile: "The silver note is added to the amount of five, the book and the bottle belong to me, Master Ding, how about dividing it like this?"

"That's very good. Master Xu is a happy person. Ding is so shameless."

Old Ding smiled from ear to ear and quickly divided the money from the banknotes. Why should the thieves who risked their lives to kill them should give away the spoils to other innocent people?
Having made a fortune from heaven, for him, he would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

He didn't dare to ask for the bottles and books left by the thieves. He didn't have the Taoist priest's ability to kill ghosts and couldn't restrain them.

Stuff other fragmentary items and copper coins into the thief's sleeves.

The green pouch suspected of containing poison was put aside alone.

He picked up the long sword dropped by the thief, checked that it was not a magic weapon, and threw it on the thief. This was one of the evidence of the murder weapon. He also picked up the yellow talisman with dried blood and dimmed runes. He carefully picked it up with a branch. Close to the thief.

The arrangements were well made here, and I saw some lighted lanterns in the distance, dawdling in the woods.

"Xiao Hu, Xiao Xie, come here, the ghost has been killed."

Lao Ding shouted hello.

Part danger, part reward, it's hard to blame the two nurses who escaped from the battle.

After a while, when the storm subsides, just ask Mr. Wu to dismiss them.

Xu Yuanchang watched Old Ding pick up the flying knives within a dozen feet nearby, humming a tune happily. He pressed his chest with his blood-stained palms, which were hard.

This experience was quite thrilling, but the rewards made him satisfied.

"Master Ding, I haven't asked you your name yet? Your skills and knife-throwing skills are very good. Why do you settle down in the countryside instead of going to the county to find a job?"

Seeing that the people over there hadn't come over yet, Xu Yuanchang started chatting.

The two of them had just experienced a life-and-death crisis together, and they also shared the spoils, so there was no need to talk in circles.

Old Ding also wanted to make friends with Taoist Xu who had special abilities, and he said with a smile: "My nickname is Ding Xiwu. I have been in the rivers and lakes for several years, and also lived in the county. I have a lot of three-legged cat skills. Taoist Master Xu praised me very much."

"It's not easy to get mixed up in the world, and there are more intrigues and intrigues in the city. Ten years ago, I was thanked by the Fifth Master for giving me money to help me get out of a troublesome situation, so I took refuge with the Fifth Master and lived a peaceful life in the countryside, marrying a wife and having children, fighting and killing. , I’m really tired of it.”

Without money to earn, who is willing to work hard in the world?

People who learn martial arts cannot do business, but being able to sell their goods to an appreciative employer is considered a good job.

Xu Yuanchang took the opportunity to propose that when he had free time, he would like to ask Master Ding to teach him his boxing, kicking and flying knife skills. He was willing to pay for the training.

He coveted Old Ding's movement skills and knife-throwing skills, and it would always be good to have more ways to save his life.

Lao Ding laughed and agreed, saying that giving him money was a slap in the face and considered making friends.

The two chatted happily.

More than ten people came shouting, Hu Huyuan and Xie Huyuan were among them, and the others were nurses sent from each house of the Wei family.

Everyone was holding torches, lanterns, and sharp knives. Some were carrying filth, black dog blood, and the stench was overwhelming. Seeing that the two people were safe and sound, they noisily asked about the situation. The black-clothed thief on the ground had his head missing, but was sucked by a vicious ghost. The dried essence and blood soul, the shriveled body and the skull-like head looked so scary.

It all proves that something inhumane and dangerous happened just now here.

No one dared to approach the patch of vegetation that was damaged by arsenic sand. They set up torches to mark the area to prevent anyone from accidentally breaking in.

There was a life case here, so the two guards were sent to the front mansion to ask for instructions from the fifth master, and then sent people on horseback to report the case in the town. This matter could not be delayed for long.

A few nursing homes were left to guard the area, and they were warned not to turn over the corpse and the green bag easily, as they might be poisoned.

Lao Ding and Xu Yuanchang walked back with lanterns, followed by several nursing staff who kept inquiring.

Everyone has curiosity.

Xu Yuanchang looked indifferent and kept silent about killing ghosts.

Master Ding, who is sophisticated in the world, is laughing and joking, but he also won't reveal more details.

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(End of this chapter)