I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 96 Harvest (asking for monthly ticket)

The theater is different from before.

Sangque stood in the center of the theater and saw the second floor. The third floor was also vaguely visible, indicating that the power of the village resentment had indeed increased. Does it not require a ceremony to be promoted?
Perhaps it is because the village resentment comes from modern times and is different from the evil spirits of the Weird Dynasty.

Everyone in the Gui Dynasty believed that the advancement of evil spirits required a ritual, so the ritual would become a necessary process.

In modern times, at least she had never heard of such a thing.

"I didn't expect you could actually bring back your soul!"

Su Liangyuan's voice came, Sang Que looked over with cold eyes, rubbed Xia Chan's head, and said, "Go and rest over there first."

"Well, be careful, sis."

The summer cicada's hair detached from the mulberry bird, and its head hung in the air, disappearing into the darkness.

Su Liangyuan was on full alert. "I underestimated you before, but you are much worse than Huilan. If it were Huilan, I would be a little afraid of her, but you are not my opponent. Since you have so much potential, if you are willing, I can lead you into the Dao sect. Do you know the benefits of that?"

Sang Que had a blank expression on his face. "Yan Daozi said so, but I'm not interested and I killed him."

Su Liangyuan's whole body trembled, and evil mist immediately spread out from his body. The shadow of a middle-aged man appeared beside him, but only the shadow was left. He was almost killed by Huilan before.

“Give me back my son…Give me back my son…Give me back my son!!”

The evil spirit pounced at Sangque angrily. Sangque took a half step back and suddenly a "creaking" sound was heard beside him.

A rusty baby carriage slowly passed by.

When the theater was used as a patio building, the landlord's youngest son lived in room 103 on the first floor. He always ran around the building in a baby carriage. The last time Sangque encountered him, he scared him away by playing the sound of a cat's meow.

The evil spirit stopped immediately when it saw the baby carriage.

"Son... my son..."

The evil spirit chased the stroller into the darkness and disappeared. Su Liangyuan was stunned and furious.

"Come back! You piece of trash, come back here!"

Sang Que was also a little surprised. She didn't expect that Su Liangyuan, the evil spirit who almost killed her and caused her to waste two evil objects, the butcher knife and the corpse worm, would be so easy to deal with. He could be restrained by just a child.

It seems that the best way to deal with evil spirits is to collect more information and find their weaknesses and flaws.

However, under the circumstances at that time, Su Liangyuan's evil fog was too strong and she couldn't open the theater at all.

"You! You've gone too far!"

Su Liangyuan shouted angrily. Without the help of the evil spirit, he was just an ordinary person.

After staying in Ming Mansion for a long time, most of the things he had on him had been used up. Now he could only use the Yin objects he had kept as his last trump card.

However, before he could activate the Yin object, his arm that was holding the Yin object was pulled off by a little girl with a blue body and no eyes.

Su Liangyuan turned around, shocked.

The one who destroyed the entire Fengning City, Yin Tong!
Su Liangyuan had never participated in the battle of Fengning City, and did not know that the current Yin Tong was even worse than his evil spirit. He only knew about the Fengning City tragedy that shocked the entire Xuan Dynasty. When he suddenly saw Yin Tong, he was so scared that his heart and liver broke, and he instinctively wanted to escape.

However, before he could turn around, Sang Que's face enlarged in front of him. He swung a dagger, and Su Liangyuan opened his eyes in shock. A large amount of blood gushed out of his throat uncontrollably.

"You... are so cruel..."

Sang Que looked at Su Liangyuan with cold eyes as he fell to the ground, twitching, and slowly turned into a corpse.

A ghost walker without evil spirits is vulnerable. She must keep this in mind and remind herself at all times not to rely too much on evil spirits. A good blacksmith must have strong tools himself.

Next!
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It was pitch black in the theater.

After the old monk was trapped here, he sat cross-legged on the spot beside the rockery and fish pond in the center of the theater, clasping his hands and chanting scriptures. The scriptures tattooed on his body turned into golden worms, which fell to the ground and squirmed, forming a circle around him.

Blood flowed out from the darkness, and as it approached the circle, it burned and started smoking.

The bearded burly man had a ferocious look on his face and was kicking hard at the door leading to the outside of the theater.

A tall and thin black shadow suddenly appeared behind him and stretched out his hand to cover his head. It was the skinner.

The bearded man noticed it, glared at him, turned around and stabbed him with a knife.

Tear!

A human skin was cut in half and fell to the ground, joining the previous pile.

In the room next door, a new skinner walked out of the darkness. He had no facial features, and his stretched, taut face seemed to be holding a mocking smile.

The bearded man cursed softly. The evil spirit in the knife had been exhausted and needed to drink human blood to recover. He could only retreat temporarily and rush up to the second floor from the stairs next to him.

As soon as he reached the second floor, the bearded man saw a shaking wooden horse facing him. He went up and kicked it away. The crying of the little girl suddenly rang out in the dark night, hurting his ears.

Immediately afterwards, the ground and the walls began to bleed, and a dark-skinned and thin man squeezed out from the pool of blood on the wall.

The bearded man stepped back and stepped into a pool of blood. His entire leg was immediately sucked in. A pair of ghostly hands grabbed his legs and kept pulling him down.

Seeing this, the bearded man frowned and stabbed the knife into his own thigh with his backhand.

puff!

The sharp blade pierced the flesh, and the knife trembled slightly, sucking human blood, and once again filled with dark red mist-like evil spirits. The ghost face carved on the top of the handle became more and more hideous and terrifying. "Get out of here!"

The bearded man drew his sword and swung it, chopping off the head of Old Tian who was walking in front of him.

At this moment, a sound of breaking wind came from behind. One of the bearded man's legs was tied in a pool of blood and he had no time to dodge. A cold arrow pierced his back and almost pierced his heart.

The bearded man groaned in pain, with a look of anger on his face. He cut off the ghost hand that was clinging to his leg, then turned to look at Sangque who was holding a hunting bow in the distance.

"Oh it's you!"

The bearded man strode forward and charged directly towards Sangque.

Yin Tong blocked the way, and the bearded man swung his sword to repel him. The evil energy on his sword was so strong that even Yin Tong could not get close to him easily.

Another arrow shot towards him. The bearded man looked sharp and swung his knife to break the arrow.

Before Sangque could shoot the third arrow, the bearded man had already arrived in front of him.

Sang Que dodged the knife by leaning sideways, raised his knee and kicked forward with all his strength but it was like kicking a steel plate. The bearded man's body was harder than Ming Zhang who had turned into a zombie, and he forcibly pushed Sang Que back.

His sword has a strong deterrent and lethal effect on evil spirits. It would be more efficient for Sang Que to deal with him himself than to let Yin Tong do it.

But this guy was indeed strong, with a lot of flesh on his body and great martial arts skills. The two of them started fighting in the corridor.

The iron sword was lost, and Sang Que had no suitable weapon but a dagger. The wound on his arm had not healed yet, and he was unable to withstand the powerful bearded man.

boom!
The bearded man punched Sang Que's crossed arms. Sang Que's bones made a sound of being unable to bear the weight. His weight was far less than the force of the other party's punch. He flew against the wall and a mouthful of fishy and sweet blood rushed up his throat.

"I will kill you!"

The bearded man swung his knife and Sangque dodged desperately.

"Sister, Xiaochan will help you!"

Strands of black hair shot out from the darkness like silk threads, quickly wrapped around the bearded man's limbs and body, and suddenly pulled them tight.

The bearded man's arm paused in mid-air, but only for a moment. He growled and pulled hard, and Xia Chan's entire head was swung off.

Sangque jumped up, caught Xiachan's head, and rolled forward on the ground.

The bearded man raised his knife and cut off the hair all over his body, then rushed towards the two men.

"Woo woo, Xiaochan is so useless."

Xia Chan cried in grievance, and Sang Que quickly said, "No, now only you can deal with him. Do you remember the method your sister taught you? Avoid his sharp edge, attack his weak point, and overcome the hard with the soft. Little Chan, it's up to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Que faced the bearded man again, twisted the bearded man's knife-holding arm with the bowstring, and kicked him with his foot, trying to take his knife away.

Without a knife, Yin Tong could tear him into pieces in an instant just by touching him.

However, the bearded man's hand was very steady and the knife never fell out of his hand. He pulled hard and the hunting bow slipped out of Sangque's hand and was thrown away.

Sang Que's advantage is agility. Although she is stronger than most people, she is still inferior to the natural strength of the bearded man.

At this moment, Xia Chan's hair quietly approached from under the bearded man's feet and entangled around his body again.

Unlike before, Xia Chan did not choose to tie his hair tightly, but let it flow quickly into his ears.

!!!

The bearded man shuddered all over, his eyes widened, and he saw strands of black hair sticking out from the corners of his eyes and flying in the air.

When he opened his mouth, more hair grew out of his throat.

The black hair penetrated into his body and pierced into every place it could. In the blink of an eye, the bearded man lost the ability to move and his legs went soft and he knelt on the ground.

Countless black hairs stuck out from his pores, dancing weirdly.

The bearded man glared with his eyes wide open, raised the knife with a crazy look on his face, and stabbed himself hard in the chest.

At the critical moment, Sang Que rushed forward again and kicked with all his strength.

The knife finally escaped from the bearded man's hand and flew into the air.

Snapped!
Sang Que grabbed the knife in his hand, and the bearded man hit him hard on the chest with his fist. He fell down with his eyes wide open and died.

The blood-stained hair was slowly retracted from his body. Xia Chan's cheeks turned inexplicably red and he was trembling with excitement.

"Did I succeed?"

Sang Que frowned and looked at the knife in his hand. He walked to the bearded burly man and stabbed the knife into his heart. Seeing the straight knife drinking blood, murderous aura gradually overflowed.

Sang Que turned around and said, "Xiao Chan, you are really very, very powerful."

Xia Chan was shy and bumped her head into Sang Que's arms.

Sang Que stood at the railing on the second floor, looking at the old monk who was still sitting cross-legged below.

He is the only one left!

　The second one is a little later~

　　(End of this chapter)