I remember when I was little, my dad would do some handicrafts.
Before I went to school, none of my toys were bought in stores because my family didn’t have the money. otbnkotgt My father once made me a rough sword.
It was made of wood.
Now that I think about it, it looked quite crude.
But I liked it very much and played with it for a day.
After dinner, I was sitting on the patio, with the sunset glowing all over the sky outside.
My father, who had always been a man of few words, suddenly said, "Shan'er, what do you want to do when you grow up?"
I waved my wooden sword and gestured like a hero and shouted: "I just want to be a martial arts master, drink, ha" My father smoked a cigarette, smiled and said, "It's good, but being a hero is very hard."
"Of course.
In the future, I will find a master with strong martial arts skills to learn from.
Only when I learn the skills can I become a hero."
I said with a smile.
But he touched my head and whispered: "It's not that you can become a hero if you learn martial arts, but only those who are upright can become a hero."
"Dad, what does it mean to be honest?"
I asked strangely.
"It's up to you to grow up and learn on your own.
However, people who kill people and bully others casually are definitely not upright people.
Come on, eat quickly, it's already cold."
My dad rarely says things like this to me.
He is not educated enough to speak the truth.
But some words still feel right when I think about it now.
"No matter how much you have suffered during your lifetime, it does not give you the right to kill people at will."
At the same time that I said this, the Fanluo ghost had already walked into the room.
After I finished speaking, I waved my hand and a piece of blood spilled out of my hand.
The blood spattered on the wall.
The red cinnabar painted on the wall was activated by my blood, and the entire wall was covered with the Buddhist Great Compassion Mantra.
At this moment, the cinnabar bloomed with a strong red light.
He reached out to grab my martyred infant and was the first to be affected.
He lowered his head and roared.
It stood up and spewed a large amount of black water from its mouth.
His body twitched convulsively, and he fell to the ground, looking at the Fanluo ghost in despair.
In the end, I stabbed him in the head with a Tushan knife.
Wiping away the blood foam around his mouth, enduring the physical pain, he stood up straight and looked at the Fanluo ghost in front of him.
"Now it's just us one on one, come on" I snorted coldly.
The Fanluo ghost looked at the two corpses of infants on the ground and became furious.
He slowly raised his hand and released the Yin Qi across the wall, erasing the Great Compassion Mantra I wrote on the wall layer by layer.
After all, I am not an eminent monk, and the scriptures I wrote do not have strong magical power.
Cinnabar peeled off along with the walls, and the whole cell shook.
I raised the Tushan knife and rushed towards the Fanluo ghost.
But just halfway through the rush, my body was entangled in the Yin Qi, and then the Fanluo ghost flickered and landed in front of me, reached out and grabbed my neck, and lifted me up from the ground.
"You mortals deserve to die" It spoke vaguely in a language that I could understand.
When the resentment reaches a certain level, the evil ghosts can also speak human words.
They break through the boundaries of language because of their resentment.
From this, we can also see how powerful the Brahma ghosts are.
I could hardly breathe.
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I raised the Tushan knife and was about to chop it down.
Unexpectedly, the ghost claws on the hands of the Fanluo ghost suddenly pierced the skin on my neck, and then layers of Yin energy flowed into my skin along its nails. in the body.
This is not the fastest way to kill me.
If I am killed by Yin Qi, I will most likely turn into an evil ghost after death.
And it controls my body.
Even if I become an evil ghost after death, I will not be able to escape its clutches.
This guy wants to enslave me after I die "Let go" I raised the Tushan knife and slashed the hand of Fanluo ghost hard.
The Tushan knife that had been blessed with the old witch's magic power immediately cut off Fanluo ghost's hand.
Fanluo ghost screamed and stepped back.
I didn't have time to rest and raised my feet.
He ran towards the Brahma ghost.
The animal bone dagger was strung with the coins of the Motan Cult and was thrown out, and it was put around the neck of the Fanluo ghost.
This is the method I used to deal with Yugui before.
Logically speaking, it should also be effective against Fanluo ghost.
The Fanluo ghost struggled desperately after being caught around the neck by this string of skewers to ward off evil spirits, but as soon as he reached out and touched the animal bone dagger, he immediately took his hand back in pain.
The ghost claws were restrained by the power of warding off evil spirits, and as soon as he touched his palm It will burn and smoke.
I took a breath and coughed up black smoke.
Then I took out the bell given by Senior Han and shook it violently.
The third level of evil-proofing power brought by the bell made Fanluo ghost miserable.
It covered its face, and the Yin Qi from its body poured out uncontrollably.
These two words popped into my mind.
Even though it is a Brahma ghost that has been very difficult to deal with throughout history, I am sure to conquer it today if I am fully prepared.
Slowly get closer to the Fanluo ghost.
Only when I get closer can I kill this thing with the Tushan knife.
But the moment I walked in front of it, an accident suddenly happened.
"ah" The Fanluo ghost raised his hands and roared violently, and then a terrifying black wind rushed out of his body, sweeping through the entire cell and knocking me away.
I hit the wall again and vomited several mouthfuls of blood after falling to the ground.
I turned around to look at the Vanluo ghost, only to see that the animal bone dagger I had put around its neck and the Motan Cult coins had all been shattered.
The coins Scattered all over the floor, the animal bone dagger even flew into the corner.
The collar on the beast has been broken.
The Vanluo ghost is completely out of control and full of hatred for me.
This time it doesn't want to enslave me anymore, but just wants to kill me.
I raised the bell and shook it as hard as I could.
Although it had an impact on the Brahma-luo ghost, it was forced to endure the impact.
Black snow fell in front of my eyes, and the terrible black snow formed by the gathering of yin energy and resentment fell on my body.
A strong burning sensation pierced my heart, and I saw that all my skin that had been contaminated by the black snow was scorched, and not a single piece was intact.
"ah" I screamed, and the Fanluo ghost came over.
It raised its claws and was about to hit my head, when suddenly there was a shout from behind it.
"Hey, that Vanluo ghost, come on, the monster comes to your Grandpa Brick."
Fanluo Ghost turned his head and saw that the person standing at the door of the cell was Brick.
At this moment, he was holding an iron rod that he didn't know where he got in his hand and shouted at Fanluo Ghost with a ferocious face.
"How the hell did you escape?"
I shouted in surprise.
"Monster, come to me, come" Brick shouted, holding the iron rod and beating the wall desperately.
The Fanluo ghost turned back to Brick and roared a warning.
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"Run quickly.
You are no match for it.
Run quickly."
I yelled at Brick.
Only then did I notice that what this kid was holding was actually a baton.
How could he hold a baton and how could he run out of the cell?
"I know you, you got fucked by the warden, you're a bitch, come on, bitch."
Brick deliberately angered the Fanluo ghost, and this trick really worked.
The Fanluo ghost suddenly turned around and stared at Brick, floating in the air and drifting towards Brick.
Brick put one hand behind his back, raised his head and shouted: "Good come, come on."
The Fanluo ghost fell down, grabbed Brick's neck and pushed Brick to the ground, then raised another ghost claw and stabbed it down.
"Fuck, don't" I jumped up from the ground, looked at Brick and shouted, but it was too late.
The ghost claws as sharp as daggers instantly pierced Brick's chest.
I saw blood spurting out.
My face instantly turned cold and my head was buzzing.
"how so"
"What is blood?"
"Red, death?"
With many strange thoughts and questions popping up in his head, Fanluo Ghost lifted his body from the ground.
Brick was still alive at this moment, and he was vomiting blood from his mouth vaguely.
He took out the hand behind his back, holding a handful of cinnabar in his hand, and pressed it towards Fanluo Gui's face.
Red cinnabar was smeared on the face of the Fanluo ghost.
The Fanluo ghost screamed in pain, threw Brick's body away, and flew into the darkness with a scream.
Everything I saw turned into slow motion.
I stood up holding on to the wall and ran towards the bricks.
There was a sharp sound of a whistle in the distance, and Brick was holding on to his clothes.
A huge hole had been opened in his chest, and his heart looked like it was about to burst.
"Damn it, I can't learn from you.
Ahem, I have an old mother in my hometown.
Please help me take care of her."
This was the first time I saw my friend die in front of my eyes, and I don’t know how to describe that feeling
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