I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 156 Bloody Robe Haunting (asking for monthly ticket)

In the maple forest, Sangque, who was really at his wit's end, took out the soul-calling incense, lit it, and stuck it on the tree.

Last time in Pinghu Village, Xu San gave her a handful of soul-calling incense, which, when lit, could attract nearby evil spirits, but was only effective against evil spirits.

Sang Que has now exhausted Yin Tong's strength and can only rely on himself to catch the evil spirits. Just now, the ghost sedan chair and the ghost coffin passed through the woods, and the wandering souls and evil spirits around them all ran away. He needs to wait for a while.

She took off the wooden bow on her back and pulled out a crude-looking arrow from her quiver.

Old Yu had taught her that using peach wood as a bow, thorns as arrows, and chicken feathers as feathers could hurt evil spirits.

The bow she brought with her this time was not the hunting bow she brought from modern times, but a specially made peach wood bow. In the quiver were thirty arrows made of thorns and rooster tail feathers, and the arrowheads were also dipped in cinnabar.

The Evil Suppression Bureau only distributes swords and uniforms, and other special weapons can be borrowed with merit points.

Considering that a bow needs to be used frequently to become proficient in it, Sangque finally decided to buy one for himself.

This bow costs three strings of coins, and her monthly salary is only five strings of coins. The peach wood used for this bow comes from a Taoist temple, and is specially grown to ward off evil spirits. If it weren't for this, she could have customized one in modern times.

Just now she promised to donate all her salary for next month.

By learning witchcraft from Lao Yu, the Evil Suppression Bureau can get some supplies, but she still needs to buy some special materials, bit by bit, and the arrows that are shot are also consumables.

Money is needed everywhere. I used to think that five strings of cash a month was not enough to spend. Now I know that there is no such thing as unlimited money.
It’s better to go to school so that she doesn’t have to worry about making money. Who said that work is free? Not only does she not feel free at all, but now she has to worry about her livelihood.

It’s better not to buy food outside recently. Take Xiaochan with you to eat at the Zhenxiesi cafeteria. Otherwise, you will have less than two strings of silver left and won’t be able to make it until the next month when your salary is paid.

She had originally thought that when she had time, she would renovate the courtyard, build a cleaner toilet, install a manual shower room, and install some plum blossom stakes, wooden dummies, archery targets, weapon racks, etc. for practicing martial arts in the yard.

She asked Jiang Zao to help her draw the drawings. Jiang Zao complained that she had seen other people bring their own makeup team to a movie, but had never seen anyone bring their own prop master to a movie.

Now I am short of money, so I can only focus on repairing the toilet.

While she was thinking, Sang Que caught a glimpse of a red light behind her. She was startled and turned her head immediately. An empty red dress was hanging in the air with the sleeves open and blood dripping from it.

When Sang Que looked over, the red-dressed person immediately floated away and flew to a place where she could not see him.

This is the Blood-Robed Ghost, a third-level evil spirit that likes to attack people from behind. Once wrapped in the Blood-Robed Ghost, all the blood in the body will be sucked out and the person will be turned into a mummy.

The key rule is that you cannot turn your back on the Blood-Clothed Demon and must always stare at it.

Sang Que immediately drew her bow and arrow, feeling that the Blood-Clothed Demon was about to pounce on her from behind. Sang Que turned around abruptly and her eyes fixed on the Blood-Clothed Demon again, but before she could release the arrow, the Blood-Clothed Demon disappeared out of thin air.

Sang Que was on full alert. When he saw Bloody Clothes appear around him, he immediately adjusted his direction. However, Bloody Clothes was very fast and would run away every time he met his sight, making it difficult to seize the opportunity.

The ticking sound in her head made Sang Que gradually irritated, and her arms began to ache from pulling the bowstring all the time.

"elder sister--"

Xiao Chan's voice suddenly came, and the blood-stained clothes in the air paused.

The Blood-Clothed Demon will not attack people in groups, but only those who are alone in the wild.

When there are a lot of people, there will always be someone staring at it.

Sangque let go, and the arrow with rooster's tail feathers shot out like lightning, hitting Xueyi's chest.

boom!
With a dull thud, the entire bloody shirt was nailed to the tree behind by the arrow, and he was unable to break free for the time being.

Sang Que hurriedly took out the bronze mirror, rushed over and took a picture of the blood-stained clothes with the bronze mirror.

A red light was sucked into the mirror. Sang Que heard the sound of galloping horses. She hurriedly took out the key and hung it on the mirror. The shadow of the theater flashed around her, and the blood-stained clothes were pulled into it and disappeared.

Sang Que felt relieved, the side effect of the key was finally lifted, and she hurriedly pinched out the soul-calling incense on the tree.

After a while, Sangque saw He Buning riding on a horse, holding the reins of another horse in his hand. Xia Chan jumped off the horse and rushed towards Sangque.

Meow--

Xuanyu was faster and jumped into Sangque's arms.

Xia Chan paused and shouted angrily, "I found my sister first!"

Xia Chan left some hair on Sang Que, and by sensing the position of the hair, He Bunging found Sang Que. Sang Que rubbed Xuan Yu and walked to Xia Chan, "How is it, did you catch that person?"

Xia Chan nodded excitedly, puffing out his chest with pride, "Xiao Chan caught it."

"I knew that our little Chan is the most powerful, much more powerful than her sister!"

The mulberry bird praised the summer cicada so much that it was smiling happily and feeling very proud. He Buning just watched silently by the side, as if thinking about something.

Before He Buning could ask, Sang Que took the initiative to say, "Qu Tianhe released a sick ghost that can kill people when it hears a cough. I lost it."

Sang Que got lost and went around in circles, now back to the vicinity of the mountain village. He Buning guessed that Sang Que must have been held back by something and was unable to catch up with him.

He Buning glanced at the arrows left on the tree next to him and nodded, "Got it, let's go back and reunite first."

He Buning rode in front to lead the way, Sangque and Xia Chan rode on one horse together. The three of them came out of the woods and arrived at the "Baoguang Temple" where Sangque had donated money to save his life before.

At this moment, the temple door was half open, and Qin Ze was waiting at the door with a lantern.

The coffin fragments and paper streamers scattered at the temple entrance had disappeared. Sang Que cleared her throat and pretended that she was here for the first time.

Tie up the horse and follow He Bu Ning into the temple. Qin Ze locks the door behind you.

The monks of the temple prepared two meditation rooms for them to rest. Sangque saw Xiaoliu with his arms wrapped in white cloth, smiling at her with a pale face.

"Sister Mulan, Xiaochan is so amazing, why didn't you tell us earlier?"

Xiaowu was still serious, but his concerned eyes fell on Xiaoliu from time to time.

"I'm not familiar with you and I'm afraid you will harm her." Sang Que said bluntly.

This is true, and the people present can understand it.

After a few people briefly explained the situation tonight, He Buning asked everyone to go and rest. Tomorrow morning, the Qinzhou garrison will begin to encircle the bandit camp on the mountain and completely eliminate this group of bandits.

After returning to the Evil Suppression Division, we will reward them according to their merits and give them merit points. However, He Buning has not yet thought about the future arrangements for Xia Chan.

There are also sick ghosts that have escaped and are difficult to track down. We can only wait and see and then find a way to capture them.

At night, Sang Que couldn't sleep. He saw Qin Ze standing guard outside, stroking his son's wooden dagger in his hand, and walked over to ask Qin Ze.

“Is the longevity Buddha enshrined in this temple?”

Qin Ze put away the wooden dagger and nodded, "Yes, it is the longevity Buddha."

"Then why is it different from the portrait hanging in the Evil Suppression Bureau?"

Qin Ze looked at Sang Que in confusion. "Isn't this common sense? The longevity Buddha worshipped at home is a reformed one with kind eyes and benevolent features, so people won't feel scared when they see it. The longevity Buddha worshipped in this mountain temple is the original one, which is a little more ferocious and can scare away evil spirits."

Sang Que nodded. So that's how it is.

The Taoist God and Shou Buddha in this world both have very strange images.

"By the way, do you know the money for buying a life? Today I suddenly thought of a way to crack the money for buying a life."

Sang Que did not say that he encountered a ghost carrying a coffin, he only said that he suddenly thought of this idea and shared it with Qin Ze.

Qin Ze waved his hands after listening to it. "It won't work. This method has been tried before. Money for buying lives cannot be put into the merit box. Daojun and Shoufo are both high and mighty gods. How could they do anything for a mere wild ghost?"

Sang Que frowned and looked towards the hall in front.

But she invested it anyway, and Shou Fo also helped her. Was it because Shou Fo coveted her monthly salary of five strings of cash?

After chatting with Qin Ze for a few minutes, Sang Que went to bed first.

Nothing happened during the night, and the next morning everyone headed back to the city, a journey that took two days.

On the afternoon of November 11rd modern time, Sangque finally returned to its yard with the tired Xiachan. Before it had time to wash its face, Lao Yu sent someone to its door.

A strange murder occurred in Wangshan City, which was related to the Thousand-Faced God. Lao Yu asked her to go to the scene to help immediately.

Asking for a monthly ticket!