dragon hunter

Chapter 58 Ghost Slaves
The ghost silkworms in the dark silkworm room seemed to smell a tempting delicacy, and the dense rustling sound from the bamboo dustpan made people feel hairy.

There was a terrified scream from inside the clay pot that Ghost Weaver was holding, and the whole pot was trembling slightly, looking extremely weird.

"It's so evil, it's really raising silkworms with just dead ghosts." I could feel the ghostly air in the clay pot, and there was a trembling ghost inside.

"Don't be afraid, you won't be hurt soon, babies, it's very comfortable in your stomach, you'll love it there." Ghost Weaver stared at the clay pot in her hand, and let out a horrifying and strange laugh, which made people feel goosebumps Pimples fell to the ground.

The dark earthen pot was uncovered and placed on the ground in the middle of the silkworm room, with a ghostly smell coming from the mouth.

There was a grimace drawn on the pot, which looked very strange. The ghost inside was struggling desperately, but couldn't get out of the pot.

The rustling sound became more and more intensive, and black shadows as thick as fingers crawled out of the bamboo dustpan, wriggling densely on the ground, like a flowing black carpet, rushing towards the clay pot.

A chill ran up my back, and I remembered a documentary I had watched, which described how desert man-eating ants preyed on food. The densely packed ghost silkworms were as terrifying as man-eating ants.

The ghost inside the pot kept screaming, desperately trying to break free from the shackles of the pot, but like a fish caught in a net, it never succeeded.

The densely packed ghost silkworms, like black water pouring into the clay pot, made a creepy rustling sound, and the ghosts in the pot kept screaming, making people feel sympathetic.

"Sang Tianliang, you old pervert, why don't you die." I couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so I smashed the glass window with my fist, and just threw a few yellow talisman papers into it.

"Hey, mother-in-law already knew about it. You little bugs are hiding in the dark. It seems that you are going to have a good meal today." Dabbing black silk, trying to tie me up.

I saw that the old woman was difficult to deal with. The yellow talisman paper in her hand was scattered on the ground like money.

"Stop! What are you doing?" Ghost Weaver screamed, looking at the messy silkworm room tremblingly, maddened with grief and indignation, "My poor little ones, mother-in-law is going to skin you and cramps."

"Oh my god, why are there so many people around?" Fatty Wang yelled strangely.

I threw a handful of burning talisman papers into the silkworm room again, and seeing the ghost weaver was busy saving the ghost silkworm, she quickly ran back.

There were chaotic footsteps around me, and I looked around vigilantly, and found many tall, short, fat and thin figures in the surrounding alleys.

Those people have one thing in common, each of them has a pale face, a little dull eyes, and a colorful silk fabric tied around their bodies.

"Be careful! Those are ghost slaves controlled by Ghost Weaver." A thin figure hid on the eaves and reminded sharply.

Fatty Wang, a coward, hid shamelessly behind Zhen Qingyi, looked around in horror, his lips trembling, "What should I do, why don't I leave quickly?"

Zhen Qingyi held the folding crossbow in both hands, and his arms trembled slightly. It is one thing to have been trained, but when it comes to actual combat, how many people can maintain the state of training?Besides, there were living people around, so she couldn't pull the crossbow without any burden.

"Fortunately, I did some calculations before going out and made some preparations." I took out a handful of thousand origami cranes folded from yellow talisman paper, and scattered them around.

Thousands of origami cranes folded from talisman papers floated down in mid-air, flapping their wings as if they were alive, and flew towards the surroundings.

This secret method is called "Thousand Cranes' Lost Track", it is not a method of Xiangmen, it is my ancestors who traveled all over the world and passed by a dilapidated Taoist temple, and saw an old Taoist priest playing Go alone in the small bamboo forest in front of the Taoist temple.

Seeing Lie Xinxi, the ancestor walked over, wanting to have a hand-to-hand conversation with the other party, but when he walked into the small bamboo forest, he found that it was like a boundless bamboo sea, with a yellow paper crane hanging on each bamboo.

The ancestor was curious and asked the old Taoist priest what kind of secret technique it was. The old Taoist priest said that he would teach you if you won chess.

The thousand origami cranes folded from yellow talisman paper circled around the ghost slaves. Those ghost slaves with dull eyes and unconscious minds were spinning around in place one by one, unable to take a step closer to this side.

"You can do it, why haven't I seen you have this ability before?" Fatty Wang heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at me in surprise.

"They're all the same as you? When things happen, they only hide behind women." I really don't like to see this coward, he doesn't look like a man at all.

"I... I'm covering. What do you know? Didn't you see that in the shootout movie, when two people were in danger, they were back to back?" Fatty Wang argued with his face red and his neck raised.

Shameless?I'm speechless at this rogue fat man.

The situation was urgent, and I didn't have time to grind my teeth with the other party, so I greeted the two of them, and ran towards the small courtyard first.

Before we got close, we heard vicious screams from the silkworm room, and countless black silk came out of the window and entangled the three of us.

I threw out a piece of burning talisman paper, and found that the black silk was so weird that it couldn't stop burning, so I turned sideways to hide.

Fatty Wang screamed strangely, and hurriedly ran to the side to hide, but was unlucky, he tripped over a stone under his feet, couldn't dodge in time, and was bound tightly by the flying black silk.

"Fatty, hold on!" While avoiding the black silk, I ran towards Fatty Wang. Although I didn't want to see this coward in my heart, I would never leave him alone.

Fatty Wang smiled mysteriously, a puff of black smoke rose from his body, and he disappeared in place, leaving a scarecrow the size of a palm lying there.

"Huh?" I paused, looking at the scarecrow on the ground in surprise, wondering where the fat man had gone.

"Fatty Master is scared to death, but fortunately, the old monk's method is brilliant." Fatty Wang ran over panting, with lingering fear, and then a look of pain appeared on his face, "Unfortunately, I prepared one this time when I went out, and the materials are too expensive .”

It dawned on me that this fat man had the old monk of Zhumen to pass on the Dharma from generation to generation, and he was no longer a good-for-nothing like he used to be.

"Bang!" There was a sound of a tense bowstring, and the black shadow disappeared in a flash.

Zhen Qingyi half-kneeled on the ground, holding the folding crossbow in both hands, and shot a crossbow arrow into the room.

"Be careful!" I rushed over, hugged each other and rolled aside, avoiding the entanglement of black silk.

"Oh my god, it's coming again." Fatty Wang hid around like a field mouse, scurrying around with his head in his arms, also chasing a bunch of black silk behind him.

"The old lady is very tight, I'll rush in first, Tsing Yi, you cover." After tossing for a long time, I didn't even touch the corner of Gui Zhimao's clothes.

"Be careful!" Zhen Qingyi moved skillfully, rolled sideways in a standard way, and came to the wall by the window, but her slightly trembling body betrayed her inner tension.

"Fatty, draw the black silk aside." I don't expect Fatty to be of much help, but as cannon fodder to attract the other party's attention, Fatty is still competent.

"Your sister, don't chase the fat man." Fatty Wang didn't know if he heard it, but his fat body was a very eye-catching target, and he ran around, and still led a few bundles of silk aside.

At the moment when all the black silk flew towards the fat man, I knocked open the window sideways, threw out a handful of yellow talisman paper, and flipped it in nimbly.

Inside the dark clay pot, the screams of the ghosts were still there, green smoke was everywhere on the ground, and the bamboo dustpan was burned into a mess.

Ghost Weaver had a crazy face, and she kept shooting black silk from the ten fingers of her hands, she seemed to have lost her mind.

I rushed to the middle of the silkworm room, kicked the black earthenware pot away, and sprinkled a circle of burning yellow talisman paper all over my body to stop the ghost silkworms flooding towards me like a tide.

"Bang!" The black clay pot fell to the ground, torn apart, and a ghostly ghost floated out, his whole body in dilapidated condition.

The ghost showed a relieved expression, bowed to me, and dissipated into green smoke.

Ghost Weaver's crazy eyes regained some clarity, noticed me in the silkworm room, and stretched out her hand to shoot a bunch of silk at me.

"Bang!" The sound of a crossbow was heard from outside the window, and a black shadow shot towards Gui Zhipo.

I took out my Swiss Army knife, cut my finger, smeared a bloodstain on the blade, and rushed towards Ghost Weaver.

Last time, the blood-stained dagger sliced ​​off the head of Yin Changsheng's evil body, and I found that my own blood has a particularly strong exorcism effect.

"You ruined my hard work for many years, and I will never die with you." Guizhipo looked at me with grievous eyes and gritted teeth.

After all, Zhen Qingyi was still a novice, and the crossbow arrow was a bit off-point, and it hit the wall half a meter away from Guizhipo.

"I've been dying for a long time." I kept on stepping, bending over to dodge the black silk that was shot at me, I didn't provoke anyone or offend anyone, and I was stared at by this ghost weaver, and I felt very aggrieved.

The ghost weaver looks strange, but her body is a few decades old, not very flexible. If I cut it with a knife, this ghost woman will die.

Ghost Weaver's expression changed, she waved silk to block my way, turned her head and ran towards the door.

"Bang!" Another crossbow arrow flew over.

I took a step away with some guilt, fearing that the cheap wife's hand would hit the passenger car by mistake, and it would be bad if it hit me.

The crossbow arrows were originally missed, but Gui Zhipo ran away with her back on her back and took a few steps to the side. She deserved her bad luck and was shot in the calf by the crossbow arrows.

"Ah!" Guizhipo let out a scream, limped and continued to run away.

I dodged the cobweb-like black threads in the silkworm room, ran to the door, and chased after him, but I didn't see the witch.

I was stunned for a moment, looked around, and found a door was ajar next to me, I kicked the door open, and threw a few burning talisman papers in first.

With the light of the burning talisman paper, I saw Gui Zhipo knelt on the ground, continuously worshiping a wooden carving.

Seeing the appearance of the wood carving clearly, I was startled. It was a strange snake with feathers, and the snake's eyes were inlaid with something, and they shone with a faint red light.

(End of this chapter)