I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 407: Purchase (asking for monthly ticket)

boom!
A gunshot rang out through the forest, the sound waves were like waves, and the blood mist was shaken away.

Sang Que raised the pistol, and the Blood-Clothed Demon in front of him instantly disappeared into thin air. This was much more powerful than the effect of the Ghost Soldier Talisman.

However, the Blood-Clothed Demon did not die completely. It was just dispersed by the power of the bullet. After a period of time, the Blood-Clothed Demon would gather its strength and appear again.

At least Sang Que could now use Yin Tong's ghost eyes to still see a cherry-sized red mist floating in the air.

To eliminate evil spirits and ghosts, it seems that the only way is to devour and absorb them. Other methods can only temporarily disperse them like this.

Sangque unfolded the painting and hung it on the tree, wound up the alarm clock and placed it between the branches. After he let go, a sharp sound immediately resounded through the forest, and the blood mist was shaken into ripples that continued to spread outward.

In just a few breaths, Sang Que saw tattered blood-red clothes appearing from all directions. Enraged by the sound of the alarm clock, they rushed over in a mighty force.

Sang Que concealed his breath and hid aside, watching those blood-clothed evil spirits trying to crash into the alarm clock, but they were caught off guard and all crashed into the painting and fell into the trap.

The wind was raging wildly, and blood-colored sand was rolling up from the ground, also attacking this side. It was the wind ghost, and because of the Qinzhou Death Zone, the wind ghost had mutated a bit.

The wind monster that Sangque had seen before raised normal yellow sand, but the wind monster here raised blood-colored sand.

It doesn't matter. She is here to purchase goods anyway, so she accepts all who come. Evil spirits of the same type can be locked up in one room. There is plenty of space in the painting, so no matter how many come, she can accommodate them.

"Sang Mulan!"

Kongyou's voice rose and fell, coming from the dead woods filled with blood mist. Sangque ignored it, and the voice calling her name was getting closer and closer.

This is a common evil spirit in the forest. It will imitate the human voice and call people's names. Once you answer and look back, your soul will be taken away.

Soon, the sound was almost in front of it, and Sangque could see the true form of this evil creature. It looked like a cicada, with a human face in its belly, and it would call people's names when it vibrated its wings.

This evil spirit was not attracted by the sound of the alarm clock. It ran into the painting on its own and just lay on the tree around the mulberry bird, constantly calling "Sang Mulan", which was very noisy.

Sangque released Yintong and let Yintong deal with it. Although the evil spirit was not a bug in essence, it looked like a bug, so there was nothing wrong with letting Yintong deal with it.

After Yin Tong came out, she frowned when she heard the calls of fame. She thought for a while, and her abdomen moved a few times. The green ghost hand hidden in her abdomen handed out a tattered rag doll.

This rag doll is a Yin object that Sang Que brought from the modern era. Last time, he gave it to Yin Tong to use, but Yin Tong forgot to return it to Sang Que.

As soon as Yin Tong took out the rag doll, he yawned loudly, and Sang Que also felt sleepy and started yawning too.

Yin Tong just held the rag doll like that, and the doll seemed to have gained more power in her hands. The cicadas that had been calling out their names gradually stopped chirping, and fell from the tree one after another and fell asleep.

Sang Que was halfway through a yawn when he felt a chill on his back and sensed an extremely powerful aura watching him.

It's a dream ghost!
Sang Que had fought with dream ghosts before, and her soul had been invaded by them, so she was very familiar with them and was very sensitive to them.

Yin Tong also felt the breath of the dream ghost and immediately hid the rag doll. The breath then slowly dissipated, and Yin Tong began to pick up the sleeping "cicadas" on the ground one by one and threw them into the painting.

The alarm clock was still ringing. Many Blood-Clothed Demons and Wind Demons were captured, as well as some strange human-shaped evil spirits. Sang Que didn't even see them clearly before he bumped into the painting.

There is a scarecrow-like thing among them, which should be the wheat ghost.

At this moment, the soil under the tree is turning into mud and is bloody. It is a mutated corpse.

Blood-colored paper money floated down from overhead, and Sang Que turned around and saw four ghosts carrying a coffin in the mist in the distance. Sang Que stopped Yin Tong and went to meet them himself.

Before, the coffin-carrying ghost rushed into Wangshan City and was difficult to resist. Now when seeing the coffin-carrying ghost again, Sang Que was not afraid at all. He teleported in front of the coffin-carrying ghost and took out a pistol.

In the previous times when ghosts carried coffins, the coffins were all black. Why did it turn red this time?
Without caring about anything else, Sang Que raised his hand and fired four shots in rapid succession. Each bullet accurately hit the center of the eyebrows of each ghost carrying the coffin.

boom!
The coffin fell to the ground, and the four ghosts who were carrying the coffin twitched all over. Fiery red cracks appeared between their brows where they were hit by bullets. Then the four ghost heads exploded one after another, leaving only the ghost bodies falling backwards.

Sang Que went forward to check and saw that the blood mist around was gathering and was reforming into the head of the coffin-carrying ghost, and it was recovering very quickly.

The strength of the coffin-carrying ghost is about the fifth level. It was beyond Sang Que's expectation that this gun and bullets had such lethality to the coffin-carrying ghost.

Sang Que calculated the time and after about twenty seconds, the coffin-carrying ghost recovered as before.

Before they got up again, Sang Que called Yin Tong, and four small snakes ran out from Yin Tong's sleeves and drilled into the mouths of the four coffin-bearing ghosts. The four coffin-bearing ghosts twitched for a while and then calmed down and stood still.

This is Yin Tong's snake poison. Once the snake poison enters the body, it can control ghosts and humans. In the entire Yunzhou, only the Five Spirit Gods can do this.

Chengge also has snake poison, but it is not enough to control ghosts and people stronger than him.

"Lock it in the painting."

Sang Que gave an order, Yin Tong nodded, and waved to the four coffin-bearing ghosts. The coffin-bearing ghosts lifted the red coffin again and walked towards the painting.

With the help of the alarm clock, the painting and Yin Tong, Sang Que "purchased goods" from various places in the forest and captured many third-level evil spirits.

The only ghost on the fourth and fifth floors was the ghost carrying the coffin. The ghost sedan chair did not appear, nor did the others. Sang Que did not dare to explore deeper into Qinzhou, as that place gave her a very bad feeling.

Sang Que used Qian Gua to open his eyes and saw a blurry picture. Those ghost-level beings were all in the central part of Qinzhou, which was where Zuo Jinye and the class leader were fighting. They were devouring each other and sharing something.

The blood mist in Qinzhou is the blood that flows out of the things being eaten. This causes the evil spirits here to mutate and become more powerful than before.

These blood mists are very corrosive to humans and ghosts. After staying there for a long time, Sang Que can clearly feel that her heart is like being injected with stimulants, beating out of control and violently, which makes her have an irresistible urge to kill.

Sang Que looked at the time and only an hour had passed.

Tonight's harvest was enough, Sangque returned to find Xia Chan and found that Xia Chan seemed to be unaffected. She was still sitting there quietly, with her hair floating in the air, covered with a layer of blood.

If this continues, will Xia Chan's hair turn red?
Xia Chan was not affected, but Xuan Yu and the paper-maker who were guarding Xia Chan nearby had changes. Xuan Yu was very anxious, jumping around between the trees, constantly sharpening his claws on dead trees. There were scratches left by Xuan Yu on every dead tree around.

The paper-folding craftsman's eyes were filled with tears of blood. He was corroded by the power of the blood mist and could not help but resist the power of the Mountain Ghost Seal. As a result, he stood there, his body twitching, and the Mountain Ghost Seal on his chest gradually appeared, emitting little bits of fire.

"Xiaochan, we should go back!"

Sang Que took back the paper-folding craftsman, held Xuan Yu in his arms to comfort him, and had no choice but to wake up Xia Chan.

Xia Chan yawned and stood up to stretch his muscles, "Xiao Chan had a good sleep, it's so comfortable."

The mulberry bird brought the summer cicada back to the back mountain of Mingyue Mountain. The cool night breeze blew on the face, just like suddenly entering an air-conditioned room on a hot summer day, making people feel refreshed all over.

At this time, the scroll behind Sangque vibrated, as if the red ghost had woken up!