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Chapter 15 Killing the Ghost with a Butcher Knife

The hilt exposed on Wuzi Ghost's chest was like a lightning rod, attracting thunder in its direction.

The purple light flashed, and the Five Son Ghost let out an extremely shrill scream, and his body became unstable with its solidity.

The ghost was hit so hard that it suddenly stopped. The butcher's knife fell out of its semi-solid body, and the tip of the knife was inserted into the gap of the bluestone bricks.

Zhou Bai knew that this was the best opportunity to eliminate it.

Feeling the crisis, the Five Son Ghost stumbled in the opposite direction, and it was only one step away from being dispersed.

Lin Danian just glanced at the wall, and his body started to move involuntarily, clenched his right fist, and his whole body was constantly accumulating strength.

He planned to knock the wall down, which just so happened to expose the Five Son Ghost to the sun.

There was a lot of noise in the alley, but the west part of Hangzhou City was not peaceful, so no one would enter this alley.

Daoren Hou had already exhausted his true energy. Seeing that the Five Son Ghost was about to be killed, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, there was a person who was much faster than Lin Danian.

Zhou Bai endured the pain caused by the wound and rushed towards the Five Son Ghost. He had a premonition in his heart that as long as he killed the ghost, he might get points.

When he was passing by the butcher's knife, he grabbed the handle of the knife and pulled the whole knife out of the ground.

For a moment, the cold light exploded.

Zhou Bai's swordsmanship has no moves at all. Now he is eager to defeat the enemy and has lost some of the rules.

But it also invisibly made the knife he swinged quickly, accurately and ruthlessly.

Lift the knife, and the strong wind that hung rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground, like a long and yellow river that moved with the blade.

The Wuzi Ghost's reaction was also extremely fast. At the critical moment of life and death, its instinct made it react immediately.

The retracted tongue spit out again, this time it headed towards Zhou Bai's forehead. As long as it could pierce, it would inevitably lead to a blood hole that penetrated the brain.

After a while, Zhou Bai calmly put the butcher knife he cut out in front of his head, blocked his tongue and used this remaining force to soar into the air.

With one hand turned into two hands, he held the butcher's knife, and he showed a pose of drawing his sword in the air, ready to go.

A cold breath flowed in his body, suppressing the pain in his body.

The pleasure of slashing off the wild boar's head before surged back into his heart, and Zhou Bai subconsciously recited the mantra of rebirth.

"Die openly and secretly, and die injustice and condemnation. The creditor and enemy, the son begging the son, kneel in front of our platform, the gossip emits light, stands out, and is born in another place."

Every word is extremely clear, and he just finished reading it when he landed.

The two passed by, and Zhou Bai stood in front of the Wuzi Ghost with his back facing it, bathing in the sun.

The wounds I suffered were constantly flowing with blood, and dripped along the blade of the butcher's knife onto the bluestone bricks, forming a small pool of blood.

With the knife closed, a crack appeared in the body of Wuzi Ghost, and the yin energy on its body also boiled.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost turned into ashes and disappeared, and the yin energy also scattered everywhere, and soon the last trace of existence was wiped out by the sun.

Zhou Bai's eyes were a little dark, he knew that this was a sign of excessive blood loss.

He felt his body weak and was about to fall to the ground. Lin Dainian supported him.

"Brother Zhou, I'm a cruel man, I'm convinced."

Lin Danian carefully helped Zhou Bai to the dark place and sat down.

The huge rock in Daoren Hou's heart fell. No matter if the crisis in front of him had been resolved, he touched his chest with distress. It would be difficult to make talismans, and his Taoist skills all rely on talismans for reliance.

Lin Danian had already skillfully treated Zhou Bai's injuries. After feeding him a pill, his complexion suddenly improved a lot.

Daoren Hou has guessed this person's identity, and no one except Mingdiansi will get involved in such idiotic things.

"It's so hard to make money from these thirty taels, and I've been dragged into the quagmire of Hangdu."

Although he kept complaining in his heart, Daoren Hou still walked forward with a pleasing look on his face.

"Please clean up the ghost's corpse."

Lin Danian's request, no matter how reluctant Hou Daoren was, he could only do dirty and tiring work.

"Brother Zhou, it's better to talk in another place if you have too many people."

He saw that Zhou Bai's wound had stopped blood, and carried him on his shoulder, and disappeared from the spot after a few flashes.

Lin Danian sent him to the butcher shop room. Although it was not big, it was okay for the two of them to take a break.

After Huo Daoren simply dealt with the corpse in the earthen jar, he also went to the butcher shop together.

He changed his usual greasy and slick words and did not dare to be a little presumptuous in front of Ming Diansi.

After years of hard work, he knew one thing well: he would rather offend a powerful enemy than offend Mingdiansi, otherwise he would definitely not be able to survive in Jiuzhou.

"I wonder what the official is doing?" Daoren Hou asked cautiously.

Lin Danian grinned and said, "It's nothing big. I want to use the Yin and Yang eyes of Brother Zhou Bai. Of course, the Taoist priest's thunder talisman is also powerful."

Zhou Bai and Daoren Hou looked at each other. They knew that it was probably because of the ghost affairs in Qinghe Village. Before they could escape the trouble, they were bothered to come to their door.

Dao Ren Hou took the lead and said: "Zhou Bai's magical power can indeed help a lot, but I am a little in trouble with the old Taoist. After all, the talisman consumes most of it, and I am powerless."

Zhou Bai was a little hesitant. According to the truth, he had to help himself. If it weren't for someone to help, the five-son ghosts might not be able to deal with them alone.

But 80% of the people in Qinghe are evil ghosts who are more terrifying than resentful ghosts. Don’t steal chickens and lose your life.

Lin Danian was also a little embarrassed, and in the end, Zhou Bai killed the Five Son Ghost himself, which made him seem a little redundant.

"Brother Zhou, I wonder if you have considered joining the Nether Diansi?"

Zhou Bai chose to pretend to be stupid: "I haven't heard of it, what does Ming Diansi do?"

Lin Dainian explained patiently: "Mingdiansi is an official position dedicated to killing demons and eliminating demons. Only a dozen people are qualified to join in the year."

It was indeed the Ming Diansi. When Dao Ren Hou saw this, he immediately spoke: "Boy Zhou, you can really join the Ming Diansi. Forget it, the old Taoist is a big old man. How good is it to be free alone? By the way..."

As if he had thought of something, he continued with a gun and said, "Can you reimburse the losses? I have used a lot of talismans, and I don't know how much money I spent to carve them."

"... There is no such precedent. I'll find an opportunity to help you ask."

If Lin Dainian hadn't been in charge of the task, he would have been too lazy to pay attention to Dao Ren Hou. This was the first time that someone had asked them for money from the Ming Diansi.

"Zhou Bai, as long as he joins the Ming Diansi, even if he has the lowest official position, his salary for a year is not comparable to that of civil servants and military officials."
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