What's wrong?
I took out the Thunderbolt Wooden Sword and slashed it a few times on my body. The feeling disappeared for a while, but soon reappeared.
Is it a nightmare?
I furrowed my brow. Generally speaking, being pressed by a ghost occurs when a person's consciousness is vague while sleeping, and the lonely soul or wild ghost unintentionally presses down on their body, which is what we call being pressed by a ghost. Although it's said to be a lonely soul or wild ghost, there will still be yin energy on its body.
This yin energy will affect some of a person's nerves, causing their limbs to disobey, and when they want to get out of bed to do something, they always feel like there is something weighing them down.
The ghost pressing on the bed doesn't necessarily have to be a vague consciousness, and the ghost directly pressing on a person's body is also the same.
I'm actually in this situation now, and the ones suppressing me should be five ghosts. The key is that I haven't opened the Nether Road yet. If I had opened it, with my Thunderbolt Wooden Sword, dealing with a few lonely souls would be like playing a game.
Is this situation going to use the talisman I prepared?
No way, what's going on here? I shook my head and took out the Bagua mirror from my chest, shining it directly at myself.
I saw five ghosts hanging on me in the mirror.
These five ghosts were all tattered and emaciated, with yellow complexions, wearing white clothes, their tongues hanging out long, obviously hanged to death.
I used the Thunderbolt Wooden Sword to slash my body twice, and these ghosts quickly dispersed, splitting open my body. I used this Eight Trigrams Mirror to observe these five ghosts, and these five ghosts also rushed towards me stupidly.
"Charge!" I bellowed, dashing towards the foremost of these hanged devils and striking with a single slash.
This sword chopped down, and I saw from the mirror that this ghost directly dissipated, making me feel like my soul was flying away.
The other four ghosts took a look and surprisingly didn't appear stupid either, turning around to leave immediately.
I went, and these guys were killed with one sword. I also gained a lot of confidence, chased up and struck four swords in a row, beating the four lonely ghosts to pieces.
Actually, Mr. Yin-Yang dislikes causing the soul to scatter because it damages his yin virtue. Originally, Mr. Yin-Yang had five flaws and three shortcomings as retribution, but he can make up for his yin virtue and reduce this retribution.
But beating the living soul until it scatters is a matter of damaging one's yin virtue.
I'm too lazy to care about all this, after driving the lonely soul in this house flying away, I turned back and saw that Huang Jianqiang was squatting on the ground, holding a black bell and shaking it vigorously.
I rushed up and kicked him in the stomach, Huang Jianqiang dodged to the side and grabbed my foot tightly, then punched me in the stomach.
This punch was very powerful, it hurt so much that I felt like my chest was going to crack open. This damn bastard.
Then this guy gave me a slap on the ear and I retreated several steps back.
He was obviously capable of beating me, but instead of continuing to fight with me, he continued to shake his bell and muttered to himself, I don't know what he was doing.
I found I couldn't beat this old fellow, so I hastily ran to Zhao Shiyu's side and quickly untied the ropes binding her. As soon as she was freed, she tore off the adhesive tape covering her mouth and removed the blindfold.
"What's going on?" Zhao Shanyu stood up and stretched his wrists, asking me.
"Don't ask anymore, hurry up and take down that old Sunzi, otherwise we'll both die here." I pointed at Huang Jianqiang and said to Zhao Shenyu.
Zhao Shanyu furrowed his brow as soon as he heard me say this.
At this time, a black mist rose from under Huang Jianqiang's feet and surged into his body.
Terrible!
He is summoning an evil spirit.
In the Book of Mountains, it is recorded that evil spirits are actually the same as the Northeast's Jumping Great Spirit. They both help by possessing people, but with a difference: the good spirits are benevolent, while the evil spirits are malevolent.
The monster who does good deeds is a fairy, and the monster who does evil deeds is an evil spirit.
Although Zhao Shanyu didn't understand what was going on, she knew it was that old scoundrel Huang Jianqiang who had brought her here, and she got angry too. She rushed up and kicked Huang Jianqiang with one foot.
But as this foot kicked out, a black aura suddenly appeared in front of Huang Jianqiang's body, blocking Zhao Shanyu's kick, just like Airo's sand.
"Am I going to play Ninja Blade?" I rushed up and grabbed the Raijin wooden sword, striking it with all my might.
Clang!
A crisp sound, and this sword of mine was easily deflected.
"I respectfully welcome the great immortal Amanzi to descend, I swear with my blood, offering ten years of my life span, and wish to ask the great immortal to help me kill the two people in front of me. After the matter is accomplished, I will worship the great immortal day and night." After Huang Jianqiang finished speaking, that black evil energy slowly turned into green demonic energy.
Huang Jianqiang's body also began to convulse, and slowly, green scales grew out of his right cheek and right hand. His right eyeball transformed into a snake's eyeball, looking very eerie.
"Hiss." Huang Jianqiang's mouth spat out a snake's fang.
Huang Jianqiang slowly raised his hand and grabbed towards me, the speed was very fast, just as he was about to grab me, Zhao Shenyu next to me exerted great force and knocked me to the ground.
Huang Jianqiang suddenly grabbed Zhao Shenyu's neck, and Zhao Shenyu's face instantly turned bright red, apparently unable to breathe.
"Damn your grandpa!" I stood up, holding the Thunderbolt Wooden Sword and chopped towards Huang Jianqiang's forehead.
"Decree!"
As this sword chopped down, a flash of lightning also burst out on the surface of the Thunderbolt Wooden Sword.
A burst of lightning flashed by with a loud crackling sound.
Huang Jianqiang was knocked back three or four meters by my Thunderbolt Wooden Sword.
Zhao's shirt also fell to the ground.
"Hurry up and run." I pulled Zhao Shenyu who was still panting heavily while sitting on the ground, wanting to run.
Zhao Shenyu suddenly let go of my hand and pointed at Huang Jianqiang, scolding: "Damn it, what the hell are you doing today? You think drawing a ghost face can scare me?"
Zhao Shenyu finished speaking and rushed up to kick him.
I don't know how much strength Zhao Shenyu has, but this kick sent Huang Jianqiang, who was possessed by a demon, flying out three or four meters.
"Ah!" Zhao Shenyu let out a loud cry, taking advantage of Huang Jianqiang's retreat. She rushed forward, jumped up and delivered a spinning kick, sending Huang Jianqiang flying back before following up with a dragon fist.
People invited the most powerful monster, at best it's just a personal demon, although it has some magical powers, but after all, it still relies on human body to fight, at most it's just stronger, but compared to Zhao Shenyu this pervert, I always feel that Huang Jianqiang is a bit pitiful.
Zhao Shenyu directly forced Huang Jianqiang, who was unable to react in time, back into a corner of the wall. Then, with one foot pressed against Huang's chest, he immobilized him.
"Zhang Lingfeng, you damn bastard, aren't you coming to help?" Zhao Shenyu yelled loudly: "Give him a monkey stealing peaches! Quick!"
I always feel that Zhao Shenyu, a girl like her, saying this sentence is a bit strange, but I also know that she's ill and has a fatalistic attitude.
Otherwise, when Zhao Shanyu finds out that she is fighting a demon, if she gets scared and her legs go soft, the two of us will really be no match for this guy.
I rushed up and raised the Thunderbolt Wooden Sword, charging towards Huang Jianqiang's treasured heirloom, stabbing forward with the sword.
"Imperial Decree!"
