dragon hunter

Chapter 105

The round things in my hand are the fruits of a plant called bodhi seeds. When I was young, my friends and I often used these things as marbles.

Seeing that withered head flying towards this side, I quickly threw away the bodhi seed in my hand, hurriedly hid aside, and continued to fumble in the cloth bag.

A few round bodhi seeds rolled to Fatty Wang's side, and I suddenly noticed a new change in his aura.

A few golden lights the size of rice grains flew out from the bodhi seeds on the ground and merged into the center of Fatty Wang's eyebrows. The golden aura that was entangled with the black air suddenly grew stronger and quickly wiped out the black air.

"Amitabha!" A golden light flashed across Fatty Wang's face, he opened his eyes and sat up.

"Are you an old monk?" A trace of surprise flashed in my eyes, knowing that there is such an expert hidden in Fatty Wang's body.

"Every time I wake up, I am on the verge of desperation. The old man's remnant soul has limited power. This is the last time to help you." Fatty Wang smiled wryly, and an old voice came out of his mouth.

I feel a little sad, the old monk has helped me many times, but the other party is just a remnant soul, it seems that the oil is really going to run out.

Fatty Wang waved his hand, and several bodhi seeds on the ground flew into the air, covered with a faint golden light.

"I'm holding that headless soul, you quickly set up an ink fountain octagon array to trap that withered head." The old monk who possessed Wang Fatty explained in a deep voice.

I have read the Ink Dou Baji Formation on Broken Xiangjing, and I know that it is a formation specially aimed at zombie-like evil spirits.

A few bodhi seeds floating in the air, dragging a faint golden flame, flew towards the headless soul.

Fatty Wang sat cross-legged on the ground, with a solemn treasure, and silently recited Buddhist scriptures.

The bodhis seem to be able to ignore the suppression of the "domain", forming a circle, connected to each other by transparent gold lines, and firmly trap the headless souls who are about to teleport in place.

I looked around, took out an ink thread, tied one end to the iron guardrail, and ran to the opposite side quickly.

The ink thread in my hand wound around the iron guardrails on both sides, and I pulled it out into a "mouth" shape.

Tie the end of the ink line tightly to the guardrail, I took out a handful of glutinous rice, and drew a circle on the ground.

"I'm so thirsty, give me blood..." A crazy voice sounded in my head.

I realized that it was not good, so I quickly stepped aside, and there was a sharp roar from behind, and the dry head whizzed past my face with a gust of wind.

Starlight sprinkled from the sky, the ink lines and the glutinous rice on the ground lit up with a layer of silvery white light, and the formation of outer square and inner circle greatly slowed down the speed of the withered head.

The ink fountain baji formation was only half completed, but it had already achieved initial results. The withered head seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, struggling hard, trying to get rid of the shackles of the circle of light surrounded by glutinous rice.

I seized the opportunity to place yellow talisman paper on the ground according to the direction of the eight poles. Every time a talisman paper is added to the ground, the confinement power of the formation will be strengthened.

Sneaking in during my busy schedule, I took the time to look at the situation at the old monk's side. The golden halo formed by bodhi seeds kept spinning rapidly. Every time it made a revolution, the halo narrowed by a circle, and the space for the headless soul to move was getting smaller and smaller.

"Grandpa, Qing Yang, why did you want to kill me? Blood, I want blood..."

I ignored the voice in my head, put down the last talisman paper in my hand, a few stars fell from the dark night sky, and the entire formation on the ground was lit up.

The withered head was suppressed to the ground by an invisible force, and no matter how hard it struggled, it could not fly again.

"Let go, I want to drink blood!" The shrill cry echoed in my head.

The dry head opened its mouth suddenly, and a dark stone flew out. The stone was crystal clear, and a black shadow was hidden inside.

The moment the dark stone flew out, thick black mist surged from all directions, as if trying to extinguish the formation on the ground.

The gloomy wind blew across my shoulders, and the yang fires on both shoulders were crumbling, and a strong suppressive force enveloped me.

"Could this be the power of 'Yu'? What is that stone? It's so powerful!" I hurriedly stepped on the Kui Dou step, strengthening the Yang fire on my shoulders.

Ordinary people have three fires, if the yang fires on both shoulders are extinguished, that person is equivalent to stepping into the gate of hell.

My shoulders were hot again, and I took the time to look at the old monk, a little worried about his condition.

A golden light flew out from between Fatty Wang's eyebrows, cut through the thick black mist, and hit the headless soul.

The headless innocent soul was reinforced by the black mist just now, and was about to get rid of the shackles of the bodhi seed, when it was suddenly hit by the golden light, it let out a shrill scream, and its soul flew away.

Fatty Wang's body softened, and he fell to the ground weakly. His chest heaved slightly, telling me that he was still alive.

"Old monk, are you still there?" I shouted loudly, with an ominous premonition rising in my heart.

There was silence all around, and there was no response. A few bodhi seeds that shone with golden light suddenly dimmed and fell to the ground one after another, no different from ordinary wooden beads.

I am a little sad, the old monk said before that this is the last time he will help us, it seems that the power of his remnant soul is really exhausted.

The dry head trapped in the formation took a sharp breath, and the stone was wrapped in thick mist and swallowed again.

"Not good!" My complexion changed, I pulled out the mahogany sword at my waist, and rushed towards the withered head whose momentum suddenly increased.

"You are all going to die, you will be sucked to death!" A voice with strong hatred rang in my head.

I gritted my teeth, rushed over without saying a word, and slashed at the withered head with all my strength.

The withered head seemed to be free from restraint, flew up and bit my wrist.

"Receive the starlight!" I took out the compass, threw it to the sky, and swung the mahogany sword vigorously, knocking the dry head aside.

An invisible force rose from the ink fountain baji array, supporting the compass in mid-air, and a starlight broke through the black fog and shone on the suspended compass.

With the compass as the relay point, a steady stream of starlight replenished into the octapole formation of the ink fountain, and a silver beam of light rose up, firmly trapping the withered head.

I bit my tongue hard, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the mahogany sword, aimed at the deep crack between the brows of the withered skull, and slashed down hard.

As if splitting a watermelon, the mahogany sword with blood and pure yang breath passed through the silver light circle, splitting a black thing in two.

"I hate it, why do you all want to harm me?" The shrill and unwilling scream echoed in my mind.

"Maybe you are very pitiful, but aren't those female students who were killed by you even more pitiful?" I retracted the mahogany sword and said softly.

The shattered head on the ground ignited black flames, and the thick fog around it gradually dissipated.

"Hey, what is this?" I looked at the ground in front of me, a crystal clear stone lying quietly on the ground.

I walked over and bent down to pick up the stone on the ground. This pebble-shaped dark stone exudes a faint light, and there is a lifelike fetus curled up inside.

"The fetus in the stone!" I exclaimed. Mr. Lai said at the beginning that the fetus in the stone is a pair, and the male fetus is parasitic on Xiao Yu's body, so this must be a female fetus.

"It doesn't belong to you." An ethereal voice sounded in the void.

"Who?" I held the stone tire tightly and held the mahogany sword in the other hand, looking around vigilantly.

"Give it to me, and let you live." A strangely shaped Buddha statue appeared in front of him at some unknown time. The Buddha statue had four strange faces.

"Four-faced evil Buddha!" ​​I looked at the strangely shaped Buddha statue, and my heart beat suddenly accelerated. I almost suffered a big loss from this weird thing.

"Life or death, you choose." An ethereal voice came from inside the strange Buddha statue, with an extremely indifferent tone.

"Choose your sister, how awesome is your face?" A surge of anger rose in my heart, and I rushed over with a mahogany sword.

A burst of awkward spells came from inside the strange Buddha statue. The four faces on the Buddha statue's head turned rapidly, and the four faces of joy, anger, sorrow and joy kept changing.

My vision was blurred for a while, I felt dizzy, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

"It's too evil." I propped my hands on the ground, and felt that all the scenery around me were constantly spinning.

"Be careful!" Second Uncle's voice came from behind.

I raised my head in fear, and saw an extremely huge Buddha statue appearing in front of me. The Buddha statue stretched out a finger and crushed it towards my head.

"Ants!" An incomparably contemptuous voice rang in his ears.

I staggered to my feet, trying to avoid the crushing fingers, but I felt dizzy, lost my balance, and fell to the ground.

"Hurry up and get out of the way!" The second uncle's voice was a little ethereal, suddenly far away and now near.

I bit my tongue again, the severe pain made my mind a little clear, and I quickly rolled to the side, the talisman paper in my hand was like money, and scattered around.

"Kang Dang!" A mahogany sword flew past the tip of his nose, as if hitting something.

I lay on the ground gasping for breath, feeling that the surrounding scenery finally stopped spinning, so I quickly got up.

The second uncle's mahogany sword fell on one side, and on the other side was a Buddha statue, which was the weird four-faced evil Buddha.

I rushed over like flying, picked up the weird Buddha statue, and threw it downstairs with all my strength, it was so evil.

"If I take a step at night, you will die." The second uncle sat leaning against the wall, his chest heaving violently.

"What is that? A wooden Buddha statue, it's so strange." I was terrified, and my face was covered with a layer of cold sweat.

"I don't know, I don't know much about Nanyang stuff." The second uncle stood up with great effort and walked to Fatty Wang.

Still in shock, I stood there and looked around vigilantly. After a long time, nothing unusual happened. I saw Teacher Fang with disheveled hair tied to a stone pillar, and walked over.

"Oh my god, why is Fatty lying here?" Fatty Wang's voice came from behind, and he was very angry, and there was nothing serious about it.

"Teacher Fang, wake up." I parted the messy hair on the other person's face and called softly.

(End of this chapter)