People are dying on the pillar, and there is no misery at the beginning

Chapter 57 - There must be something wrong with the way I opened it
"Dong Dong Dong!!"

There was a louder knock on the door.

Zaomen's father leaned against the wall, glanced at the door which had been knocked forcefully, took a sip of tea, and ignored it.

Mao turned his head worriedly and looked towards the entrance. The snowstorm and the time of night made him flustered for no reason.

Zaomen Tanzi glanced at the door curiously, then put down the teacup in his hand, stood up with a smile:

"Maybe someone got lost in the mountains. After all, it's snowing so much. I'll open the door."

Snapped!
Ganlusi Yingbing frowned, looked at Shang Quannai and the others, and grabbed Tanzi who was about to stand up.

"Let's go."

Kanroji Sakuramochi monk Izumi, Murata, my wife Renshan and others all picked up the knife beside them and stood up.

Zaomen Tanzi sat down under the pressure of Ganlu Temple Sakura Cake, and gave a suspicious "hey", but after seeing the people who got up, she silently picked up her teacup again.

My wife Renshan looked at the crowd, and then at the wooden door that had been knocked on, and a doubt arose in her heart.

If it's a ghost...

Then why did he knock on the door?

……

……

Outside.

The evil ghost lay on the ground salivating, and quickly knocked on the wooden door with its head and claws.

Bang bang bang! !

Suddenly, the movement of the evil spirit hitting the wooden door froze, he withdrew his claws, looked up at the wooden door, showing a trace of irritability on his hideous and terrifying face.

"Why... the wooden door... is so thick..."

He rushed over just now and hit the door with a mallet, but it failed to break through!
He stood up, grinning and tensing all the muscles in his body!His whole ghost began to swell, and his size became huge!
Soon, the evil spirit was as tall as the door, and his muscles were as ferocious as a horned dragon!The horns on the body become twisted and sharp!The green liquid has also become bright red!
"A mere wooden door!!"

The evil ghost stared at the door in front of it with only broken sawdust, and angrily yanked its claws towards the door!
Swish! !

The evil ghost's claws carry a huge wind pressure!Pull towards the door at top speed!
boom! ! !
"Pong!"

After a large amount of sawdust burst out in the snow, little sparks burst out at the contact point between the evil ghost's claw and the door!

The evil ghost froze for a moment, his muddy and distorted eyeballs twitched twice, and he took a closer look at the wooden door!
The rough dark red iron block was tightly and neatly attached to the inside of the wooden door.

"What is this..."

At this time, the wooden door that had been motionless suddenly made a "click" sound.

Subsequently.

Boom! !

The heavy wooden door was slammed open!

Warm light burst out from the open door!

Being in the dark for a long time, the evil spirit couldn't help blocking the dazzling light with its ferocious claws.

The warm light shone on the evil ghost's face, making him twitch the corners of his eyes in disgust.

When the evil spirit adapted to the light, slowly lowered its paws, and looked into the open room with cloudy eyeballs.

the next moment.

Swish!Swish!Swish!Swish! !

Four bright and white knives were placed on the neck of the evil spirit.

The evil spirit froze for a moment.

"Varied…"

puff! !
The stinky blood splashed quickly, staining the white snow red.

A slight feeling came, and the evil ghost trembled. He turned his head stiffly and looked at his left hand.

The left paw has been lying quietly in the snow, and slowly turned into ashes.

The evil ghost froze for a moment, and then there was a conversation next to his ear:

"Leave him to me!!"

"...Can it work?"

"It's okay, I'm by the side, let him go."

"Knocking...a polite ghost...rare."

"I will kill you with my own hands! Dismember your body!"

The evil spirit trembled and froze in place.

His mind was a little dazed.

what happened?
Why is my left hand gone? !
Why can't it be restored? !

Who are these four people! ?
Why not be afraid of yourself! ?

Chaf!Where is Chaifu! ?

In front of him were four figures holding knives standing inside the house.

His cloudy eyeballs caught an inexplicably familiar face among the four figures in front of him.

He seemed to have seen this person before!
The evil spirit looked nervously and terrified at Shang Quannai who was holding his neck with a knife, his eyeballs twitched wildly, and he kept recalling in his mind.

correct!

Yes…

Yes!
That adult...!
In an instant, the evil ghost raised his whole heart to his throat.

He recalled the terrifying figure he vaguely saw from the blood inheritance when he was just given blood!
The deep memory and survival instinct originating from the depths of his blood instantly made him dare not move!
The tense and swollen muscles were slowly shrinking. He gritted his teeth, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

will die!Should not be here! !
Almost instantly, the evil ghost, whose mind was filled with appetite, woke up in fear!

He carefully looked at the inexplicably familiar face, and tentatively opened his foul-smelling sticky mouth:
"Hold... sorry... I..."

A rough and hoarse voice stammered out from the evil ghost's mouth:

"me…"

……

house.

"Ohhh!!! I'll just say it! I'll just say it!!"

Zaomen Mao was full of surprise and wanted to see the evil spirit outside the house through the backs of the four of Shang Quannai.

Zaomen Tanzi worriedly hugged Mao who wanted to escape, and hid behind his father.

Zaomen's father held an ax in his hand, recalling in his heart the scene of Ganlu Temple using all kinds of strange things to strengthen the house in the past few weeks, and frowned.

……

outside the house.

"Tsk!"

Murata clicked his tongue impatiently, he turned the knife fiercely, and the sharp point of the knife poked the neck of the evil spirit:
"Is the whining and chirping over?!"

As he said that, Murata stared at the evil spirit's neck, raised the knife high, and his forehead was full of blue veins because of anger:
"go to hell!!!"

Swish! !

The evil ghost looked at the blade that was drawn towards his neck extremely quickly, and the cold and sharp light of the blade reflected in his eyes!

Although the other three knives are still on his neck, he will not allow others to endanger his life!

He quickly raised his other arm full of ferocious horns, trying to resist Murata's blade!
puff! !
The sound of the blade piercing into the flesh came!Warm blood splashed on Murata's hideous face, and he pressed the blade hard against the evil spirit's neck!
"Hoho!!!" Murata struggled hysterically!The blade smoothly split through the flesh and blood of the evil spirit, and cut along the bone towards the neck! !

The evil spirit stared at the approaching blades in horror, the other half of his body was suppressed by the three blades, unable to move at all!
He looked at his arm that had been split in half, and felt despair in his heart!
but!

slap!

The evil spirit was taken aback!He watched his arm heal quickly!

He glanced at the iron knife that was about to approach his neck again!

He glanced slightly sideways, looked at the bone knife in Shang Quanna's hand, and found the difference with Murata's knife!
——This knife...does no harm to me!

The evil ghost's mouth couldn't help grinning, and stinky saliva dripped down his sharp teeth. He narrowed his cloudy eyes and looked at Murata with a smile.

At least... I can take one with me! !

Swish!
"Die!!"

The face of the evil spirit suddenly became ferocious!He put all his strength into his arms!
He stabbed Murata hard in the stomach! !
(End of this chapter)