Daxianguan

Chapter 21 Shameless

The little ghost glanced sideways at Chu Xian with his green eyelids, but he didn't respond at all, but continued to inhale the soul-nourishing incense.

Chu Xian frowned.

As the saying goes, the King of Hades loves to deal with little ghosts, but this little ghost is just the lowest level of ghosts, and he is so defiant. Most importantly, he didn't even say hello after enjoying the soul-nourishing incense he prepared, which is a bit unreasonable.

But this time Chu Xian was asking for something, so he could only say again patiently: "The poor man is well."

The little ghost still ignored it. At this time, it had absorbed two-thirds of the incense for nourishing souls.

When Chu Xian asked for the third time, the little ghost just ate up the last session of soul-nourishing incense, and immediately burped in satisfaction.

The next moment, it actually planned to slap its ass and leave.

This time Chu Xian couldn't bear it anymore.

In normal times, he probably wouldn't be as knowledgeable as the ghosts of the Yin Division, but this time, the relationship between mother's life and death, let alone a small ghost, is the Yin Division's arrester, or a higher-level patrol officer, or even a judge. Come, Chu Xian will do whatever he wants.

Say hello three times, even a piece of soul-nourishing incense can't be exchanged for an answer from the other party, and all the face that should be given has been given. Since the other party is shameless, there is only one way to talk.

So, when the brat was about to walk away through the wall, Chu Xian immediately stepped forward, stopped talking nonsense, and directly swung the ghost-beating willow whip, and hit him head-on and face-to-face.

Although that little ghost is a ghost messenger, it is only a little better than those lonely ghosts just now. At most, it is a difference in identity. Putting it on ordinary people, I really dare not beat the ghost messenger of the underworld, but who is Chu Xian?

In his dream, he was the Lord of Dongyue Mansion, in charge of all the ghosts and gods in a state. He was the judge in the underworld at that time. It's nothing to hit a small ghost.

So this time the whip was whipped, and the kid who was beaten was crying for his father and mother.

At first, the ghost messenger wanted to resist, but he couldn't resist Chu Xian's willow whip, and couldn't resist, so he started to scare Chu Xian again.

"This messenger is a ghost messenger of the Yin Division, a majestic Yin god. If you dare to fight the ghost division of the Yin Division, you will be seduced and sent to hell, where you will be tortured by peeling and frying."

If it were a little monk who knew how to spell, he would probably be frightened when he heard these words, but would Chu Xian be frightened?
joke.

With the brat's threat, he hit him harder.

In the end, the kid begged for mercy.

The little ghost also knew the magic technique, and wanted to escape, but found that after being hit by the willow whip, its body was unstable, and it was impossible to use the ghost escape technique to leave.

It wanted to fight back, but when the whip hit it, all spells were broken up. It wanted to use the spell of ghosts and obsessions, but the opponent was completely unmoved and determined.

Therefore, it can only beg for mercy.

Even if he was begging for mercy, Chu Xian slapped the brat several times until he lay on the ground and howled, and then stopped.

After stopping, Chu Xian wrapped the ghost-killing willow whip around his hand, and reached out to remove the ghost badge on the little ghost's waist.

The moment he took off the waist card, the kid struggled violently, but the next moment, Chu Xian put a peachwood paperweight that he had used for many years on the kid.

This time, no matter how hard the kid struggled, he couldn't get up, as if there was a mountain on his back.

Chu Xianhan Chuang studied hard for more than ten years, and all the pens, ink, paper and inkstones he used were consumables, but this peachwood paperweight had been with him for more than ten years.

Moreover, Taomu has always restrained ghosts, so this peachwood paperweight can temporarily suppress the ghost messenger. Of course, it is also because Chu Xian took off the ghost messenger's waist card of the opponent, so that the opponent's magic power suddenly decreased. Otherwise, it would definitely not be able to suppress it. .

Guicha's waist card is a status symbol, and it is a powerful ghost weapon in itself. More than half of the imp's power comes from this belt card. Taking it off will naturally hurt its vitality.

Even if the badge is not returned in the future, it will lose its status as a ghost messenger and become an ordinary ghost cultivator.

Chu Xian knows this better than anyone else. In the Yin Division, ghost agents are the lowest-level existence, and they are replaced very frequently. Even as long as they are the arresters of the Yin Division, they have the right to grant and revoke their identities.

So at this moment, the little ghost is really scared. At this moment, the little ghost still looks arrogant and keeps begging for mercy, but Chu Xian has no time to pay attention to it.

Holding the Guicha waist card, Chu Xian felt as if he was holding a piece of ice in his hand, and the chill on it was overwhelming.

It was also fortunate that Chu Xian had a ghost-fighting willow whip wrapped around his hand, otherwise he would not be able to get the waist card.

Entering the room, Chu Xian glanced at his mother lying on the bed, and then took out a medicine bottle from his arms. There was a pill in the bottle, which was exactly the strong medicine that Chu Xian had refined.

The medicinal power of this pill is ferocious, if he can survive the most dangerous period of time, the disease will definitely be cured, but Chu Huang's current state obviously cannot resist the overly violent medicinal power.

That's why Chu Xian tried every means to attract the ghost messenger, just to use the other party's ghost messenger waist card to help his mother fix her soul.

The power of ghosts and gods on Guichai's waist card is enough to stabilize the mother's soul and allow her to survive the time of drug effects.

Chu Xian has deduced this method countless times, and it is absolutely foolproof, but even so, Chu Xian is still extremely flustered. Feed that strong medicine to mother.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

……

The little ghost at the outer door begged for mercy for a long time, but no one came out, so there was nothing he could do. He could only repent and feel a strong hatred in his heart, thinking that he should bear the humiliation, and as long as he could get his badge back, he would definitely take revenge on this guy. Daredevil.

It also has helpers in the underworld. If it is not the opponent of this person, it will find a helper. When the time comes, it must kill this person, arrest this person's soul, and torture it well, so that it can relieve the hatred in its heart.

Time passed, and soon, it was Yin time, and there was only one hour before sunrise.

For a whole night, Chu Xian didn't even close his eyes, and then looked at Chu Huangshi on the bed, his face was no longer pale and lifeless as before, on the contrary, it was a little more rosy.

Chu Xian went forward to feel the pulse, although the pulse was weak, but there was no danger of his life.

At this moment, Chu Xian let out a long breath, and then picked up the ghost badge.

Obviously, the strong medicine that Chu Xian gave had an effect, and the mother's condition was under control. In this way, as long as she takes care of her slowly, she should be able to recover in a month or two.

The illness is gone like a spinning thread, Chu Xian knows that this matter cannot be rushed, but fortunately, the most dangerous period has passed.

After making the whole quilt for his mother, Chu Xian went out of the house and into the yard.

The little ghost was still pressed under the peach wood paperweight. Seeing Chu Xian come out, the little ghost immediately begged for mercy. It can be said that he said all the good things. It has already figured it out. You can torture this person however you want.

But it's a pity that Chu Xian didn't pay attention to the brat at all, but looked outside the courtyard.

　A new week, a new start, please recommend a ticket.

　　


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