C7 Undesirable creature

"Clang!" Clang! "Clang!"

Hei Zi seemed to have gone mad. He used his mouth to bite the red rope of the Divine Joyous Gong and used all his strength to beat it. He didn't continue to follow Shen Han to stop me.

Looking at his actions, I was really in despair. Bro, at least come over and pull me. If I strangled myself to death right now, what would you save me for!?

"What are you doing …" I squeezed out those words from my throat as my face flushed red from lack of oxygen. "Hurry up and save me …"

"I'm saving them!"

Hei Zi roared with the divine gong in his mouth, desperately hitting the copper gong.

"Clang!" Clang! "Clang!"

Strange to say, when I heard the joyous gong sound, I felt an uncontrollable pain in my head, as if thousands of needles had pierced into my head at the same time.

It was then that I suddenly realized I could control my hands.

"Why does this injustice come so easily …" As Hei Zi was biting on the red rope, his speech became a little slurred. "Dammit, you even want to do surprise attacks with me …"

In half a minute, I was back to normal. My hands felt sore.

Seeing that I didn't continue to pinch her neck, Shen Han immediately pressed me down onto the sofa and quickly wore the jade pendant that I previously took off on my neck.

Originally, I was fine, but after being forced by Shen Han to this extent, my neck was almost snapped.

"Elder sister, can't you be a little lighter?!"

"If you wear this, you won't be attacked by evil." Shen Han said very seriously to me.

"You can't blame me for this. I thought that you wouldn't be struck by injustice …" Hei Zi said with a wry smile, "At the start, I thought that this room was pretty normal. I didn't expect …" Damn, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let you pick the jade pendants. "

To tell the truth, my mind is in a mess right now. I can't figure out what they are talking about.

"Can you give me a simple explanation?" I sighed helplessly. "What happened just now?" What injustice was this? Also, black seed, what was that sound just now that looked like a fingernail drawing blackboard? "I've heard it several times …"

"In our line of work, ghosts are called 'wrongdoers', and 'evildoers' are meant to be called 'devils'." Blackie didn't continue to 'cure' me. He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket with a wry smile on his face and tossed it to me, asking Blackie to take one out for him.

When he lit up his cigarette and started smoking, he continued, "When I entered your room, I didn't feel any injustice at all. I originally thought that it was the injustice and left, but …"

After saying that, Hei Zi frowned. "It seems like you have always had those wrongdoings on your person."

"As for the sound you hear, it's called 'Xie Pi'." Hei Zi shrugged his shoulders. "Simply put, having this kind of sound means that there's something nearby that can harm people."

"If I hadn't heard it in your house that night, I'm afraid I wouldn't have known that something had happened to you." Shen Han interjected.

"F * ck …" I trembled as I asked, "black seed, can you settle this?"

"Yes." Hei Zi nodded his head with certainty. "This thing may be a little troublesome, but it's not a big trouble at all. Look, you're still alive. Isn't this evidence? If you really meet with that kind of deadly thing, how can you survive until now?"

Although Hei Zi's words made me heave a sigh of relief, but to be honest, I wasn't happy at all with what he had said.

How come from your words... Do I feel like I'm so useless? Am I not living on my strength?

I looked at Blackie very seriously. He also looked at me very seriously. From the interactions between their eyes, we could see the inner workings of each other's hearts.

"It's not that I'm being harsh, but that you're lucky to have survived until now." Hei Zi said objectively, as if he felt a little embarrassed to hurt my pride.

I didn't say anything. I was going to use my actions to prove that I wasn't a loser.

Just as I was trying to figure out what I could use to prove myself, a fly suddenly flew over our heads. That speed …

Without waiting for Hei Zi and Han to react, I made a chopstick with my right hand and pinched the fly with my index finger and middle finger.

Instantly, the flies disappeared from sight.

"Finger like a gale with the potential of lightning. Have you ever seen this move before?" I smiled and said to Hei Zi in an enigmatic manner, "Actually, the reason why I can live up to now is not only due to good luck."

Han hesitated for a moment, then lightly patted my shoulder and pointed at the chandelier. "The flies are over there."

Hei Zi glanced at the flies on the chandelier and turned his head. He carefully asked me, "What do you mean … Looking at the martial arts technique can repel evil? "

I stopped talking, pretended I hadn't heard anything, closed my eyes, and lay back down on the couch.

F * ck, this act of posturing has failed.

"Young man, you sure are interesting." Hei Zi laughed twice. With the cigarette in his mouth, he walked over with the dagger in hand. He poked the pit on my chest with his hand as if he didn't mind the dirt. He asked, "You don't feel anything, do you?"

I nodded and said, No.

"It's fine as long as I don't feel anything." As Blackie spoke, he stabbed the dagger into the wound without any warning.

In an instant, the tip of the blade sank into the "dent" by a centimeter. Initially, I didn't feel anything, but somehow, I felt a burning sensation coming from the place where the dagger was stabbed.

At the same time, he felt an indescribable itch mixed within. It was extremely refreshing.

"If you feel it, you're in more pain than you are now. You're glad, aren't you?" Blackie couldn't help but nod when he saw me gritting my teeth. "I thought you had to shout."

I laughed with a head full of cold sweat and clenched my teeth.

It was a long time before I realized why it hurt so much to stick that dagger in my wound.

According to the explanation given in the field of metaphysics, a person who had been struck by an injustice and infected with a venomous poison had a yin and yang energy in his body. Compared to an ordinary person, this kind of patient's physique seemed like an injustice.

As for the dagger in Hei Zi's hand, it was a sharp weapon used by his industry to deal with grievances. It was called the I don't know.

Copper coins are also known as cyan.

I don't know, as the name implied, was a dagger made from copper coins. It was a Yang Sha Equipment used in this trade.

"Evil fears evil, as if humans fear evil."

That's the metaphor Blackie gave me.

Simply put, a ghost's fear of Yang Sha was similar to a human's fear of evil spirits.

To them, being touched by a Yang fiend was the same as encountering sulfuric acid.

At that time, I was already afflicted by the venom in my body, so my physique was close to that of a wrongdoer. I was relatively sensitive to the injuries caused by I don't know, this is also a very normal thing.

Back to the main topic.

Hei Zi took the I don't know and inserted it into each of my pits for a while, then took out a bag of fragrant ashes, the kind left behind by the Gongxiang's fire, and stuck it on my wound without saying a word.

Very quickly, the wounds made by the I don't know began to bleed out. They were all bright red, but after a while, they solidified along with the scented ashes. The black colored mucus had already completely disappeared without a trace.

But these were just the beginnings, and according to Hei Zi, there was then a "big project."

He told me to put some newspapers on the floor and lay me down.

"Old sister, go to the side first. I don't want him to vomit on you later." He took the remains of the incense from the bag in his hand and sprinkled it around my body.

Shen Han silently nodded her head and leaned against the wall, pulling away from us.

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that if the scented ash was white, then at this moment, this place definitely looked like the scene of a murder. It was just too damn similar.

After doing all that, Blackie sat down on the tea table.

He took out a red paper covered in wrinkles from his pocket. It was square and the size of two palms.

Then, he took out a black marker and began to draw.

At that time, he really did shock me. Fuck, use a marker to draw talismans? Shouldn't you be drawing with a brush?! Why did it seem so unreliable?

"black seed … Excuse me for asking... "Which sect did you come from …" I asked carefully.

"What I'm learning is Xiang Xi's cooking skills." Hei Zi replied in a simple manner before he slowly stood up and walked to my side. He then covered my face with the talisman that he had just drawn.

At this point, I felt more like a dead person.

"Don't move. Be careful when you're panting. Don't blow the talisman down."

Although there was this red paper covering my face, from the corner of my eyes, I could still vaguely see Blackie's following actions.

He sat at my side with a dagger in his hand, as if he were drawing a rune on the floor, muttering as he did so.

"The people welcome the god of happiness, and the ancestors fix his soul."

"The sun shatters the evil, the sun transforms into the living …" "The sun shatters the evil …" "The sun shatters the evil, the Great Sun transforms into the living …"

"The ancestor of the wedding gods has given the order to do so with extreme urgency!"

Just as I was enjoying watching him jump into the air, Blackie let out a roar without any warning. He then raised the dagger high into the air and stabbed it into the floor of my house.

Just as the tip of the knife was about to sink into the floor, a sharp swoosh sounded out in the living room. It was very much like the sound of a monkey soaring into the sky during New Year's.

After the sharp cry, I felt something in my stomach start to churn. I couldn't help but spasm a few times. Then, I sat up uncontrollably and vomited on the floor.

At that time, my mind was completely blank and I could only throw up. When I woke up, the scene before me had already left me stunned.

The red symbol paper had already turned black, as if it was dyed black by ink, and it fell to the ground.

In front of me was all the "dirty stuff" I had spat out. It looked like charred coal, piece by piece, the largest as thick as a pinky finger and two or three centimeters long.

There was a layer of mucus on the surface of these "dirty things," and the stench that assaulted their noses made them feel dizzy.

"This... Was this all spit out by me? " I asked, trembling.

"Hmm, these are all the immoral things that were previously hidden within your body." Blackie nodded his head. His expression was somewhat relaxed. "It's good that you've vomited it out. This disease of yours, it's just …"

After saying that, Blackie's eyes suddenly widened when he looked at me. The hand that was holding the dagger was trembling non-stop, and there was an indescribable shock on his face.

I was about to ask him what was wrong when I heard a voice in the room that made me shudder.

"Hiss …"

Evil … Evil Roar?!