Legend of the Great Saint

Chapter 13: Cows and Devils

Li Fugui said: “This is the knives I bought at the Suncheer City Golden Spear Shop.” 】 “He is not a nerd, how can the death of his wife and children not touch him, no hate on the witch, this knife This is to prove that he is still a bloody man.

But after all, he was just an ordinary farmer. On the one hand, he was a wine, and on the other, he was a knife. But he never made up his mind to pick up the knife. Instead, he went down in the drunken town day by day, and finally found that he had no strength to hold the knife. But this knife he still kept, did not take out for a good wine.

Li Fugui read the past, tears Cross Flow: “I can’t sell this knife, I can’t sell it. If I sell it, I will have nothing.”

Li Qingshan’s heart was stirring, his face was quiet, and he wrapped the knife back in his sheath: “If you believe in me, this knife will be mine, and I will give you an account.”

Li Fugui turned his back and waved his hand. Li Qingshan stepped out of the door and walked all the way. He only wanted to go to the door and cut the witch. He went back to the huts and practiced a punch, and then calmed down.

“How can I drive the ghosts, what level of Divine Ability is it, how about my Strength of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers?”

“Strong can make a ghost to the sect, call a Ghost Emperor, and travel with the gods and devils. Weakly can only bully the ordinary people, practicing not only is not beneficial, but harmful, Yin Qi invasion, confusion, temperament.”

“That witch is naturally the latter.” Li Qingshan put down his heart, which is what he expected, otherwise, the witch will not eat him in vain, so long after revenge.

“But you don’t underestimated him, you can’t see Yin Ghost, and many means are hard to defend.”

Li Qingshan thought about it: “Elder Brother Bull, I heard the people’s eyes licking the bull’s eye tears, you can see the ghost, I wonder if it is true?”

“Less come to hit my mind, Old Bull has no tears in his life.”

“There are tears in the men’s tears, but they are not sad. Elder Brother Bull, aren’t you sad?”

Green Bull don’t care about the bull head, no longer care about him.

Li Qingshan knows that the Elder Brother Bull is a real bull temper, and he no longer persuades. These two days, the two did not communicate much. He also vaguely recognized the Green Bull’s mind and did not want Li Qingshan to use it as his own way. If you go by yourself, you must do your own thing.

At dusk, Green Bull suddenly handed a small porcelain bottle to Li Qingshan. Without explaining anything, he walked out of the door and went up to the Bull Ridge, looking at the 100,000 mountains in the sunset.

Li Qingshan opened the small porcelain bottle and saw it inside. It was a transparent light blue liquid. He smiled and smiled. He greeted the back of Green Bull. He licked the liquid with wormwood and carefully dropped it into his eyes.

I didn’t feel anything at first, but then he felt that his eyes were getting hotter and hotter, and he was hot and bloated. If it weren’t for these days, he could hardly help but cry.

In the smoky blue brick building, a group of divination outsider, stunned and looked at a piece of paper flying in the air, and then suddenly burned themselves, and it was still a blue flame.

They couldn’t see, a pale-faced child, holding the piece of paper with great difficulty, they just lowered their heads, and sincerely gave all the money to the witch, and then went backwards.

Witch carefully put the money back, his face suddenly picked up: “What happened, then Li the Second is still not dead? Is it that you don’t have to do things? Do you want me to pack you?”

The child’s sluggish face also showed the color of fear and shook his head desperately.

The witch slammed the bell in his hand, and the child violently slammed into the house, causing a gust of wind and blowing the smog.

After a long time, the witch will stop the bell: “Hey, listen to the words, Grandma will not treat you badly.” Give a child a delicate needle to the child: “Take it and stab his eyes.” ”

The child has a hard grasp of the embroidery needle and flies to the lying Bull Ridge by the night wind.

In the night, Li Qingshan still meditates in the theater with eyes closed.

The child walked over and raised the embroidery needle in his hand, slowly stabbing Li Qingshan’s eyes. In the eyes of ordinary people, only one needle flies in the air, not to mention the needle is very thin. Even if it is during the day, it can’t be seen clearly, let alone at night.

Li Qingshan, if he felt it, suddenly opened his eyes and ignored the embroidered needle that was close at hand. The sword-like gaze stared at the child’s dark eyes: “What are you going to do?” His eyes are stunned, like there is Two flames are burning.

In the evening, when Li Qingshan was in pain, with the body’s utterly breathless atmosphere, suddenly swimming and swimming between the eyes, the painful feeling suddenly eased a lot.

When the painful burning sensation disappeared, a cool meaning circulated in the shackles made him feel comfortable. At this moment, his heart suddenly gave birth warning sign, and suddenly opened his eyes, just to see the little ghost last night. Holding an embroidery needle stood in front of him.

The heart was also taken aback, some feared, he originally thought that the witch was a little tricky, and it was impossible to compete with him. Anyway, Yin Qi of the little ghost couldn’t hurt him, and he saved the mind of the unscrupulous, but if not he suddenly Being able to see ghosts, if you can’t help, you will be counted, and your eyes will be destroyed. As a result, it will be worse than it, and you will kill the killer early.

The child was even more surprised. Li Qingshan glared at him, his body trembled, the needle in his hand fell, and the fluttering far away.

Li Qingshan looked at the little ghost carefully and found that he was only six or seven years old. He was very handsome. If his face was pale, it was like a golden boy, wearing a silk satin gown, thinking of his predecessor, not like being The little ghost that drives the battle is like a small son of a big family.

When the child saw Li Qingshan, he could see him. He dared not go forward, but he was afraid that he could not complete the task. He went back and was punished by witch, and he did not dare to leave, and he was there.

Li Qingshan has no fear in his heart. What is the most horrible thing is invisible. Now I clearly saw it. I found that this little ghost is more than his VIP point. He opened the mouth and asked: “What is your name?” Name, where did you come from?”

But no matter how he asks, the child is not answering the raft, Li Qingshan feels in his heart: “You can’t talk?”

The child hesitated for a while before nodded.

Li Qingshan thinks that it is only used by the witch, so that the young age is unfortunately aborted, and maybe it is also killed by the witch, the heart is a bit stunned, and the attitude is milder.

“I posted so close yesterday, what are you hiding now? Come over, I have something to ask you.”

The child’s expression of seeing him became less terrible, like a timid little beast, and took a few steps.

Li Qingshan said: “If you don’t want to talk, then nod shake your head to answer it. So, can you understand?”

The child is nodded.

One person and one ghost, just exchange it.