I Can’t Be a Sword God

For the past few days, Master Cheng has been locked in a remote house in the backyard, guarded by his servants, and he dare not let outsiders see him.

The Cheng family brought a few cultivators to the outside of the yard. Before they could open the lock, they heard a man's voice singing roughly.

"Her eyes...her eyes..."

It sounds not only ugly, but also a bit creepy.

Cheng Shuqi's expression turned awkward, "My father has been like this for the past few days. It's like a different person at every turn, and each time the person is different, it's really..."

"We understand, don't worry." Zhao Liangchen nodded expressionlessly.

He and Li Chu still maintain the same stern temperament, one handsome and cold, the other ugly and cold.

But it looks like a professional, which is very reassuring.

The monk Shenmu raised his head, looked at the top of the courtyard, and said slightly moved: "The yin energy in this place...is so strong."

Li Chu has already scanned with his mind.

Suddenly, there was only one figure in the courtyard. The yang energy around him was extremely weak, but the yin energy shot up into the sky, almost as strong as more than 8,000 lantern monsters.

It is several times as many as ordinary ghost generals!

Li Chu was a little surprised.

Could it be that Cheng Shuqi's father was a handsome ghost?

When the courtyard door opened, I saw a middle-aged man with disheveled hair, wrapped in colorful curtains, sitting under a big tree in the courtyard, and was singing with his hands stroking his hair.

Although the expression is very charming and in place, the picture is inevitably a bit nauseating.

The monk Shenmu exclaimed when he saw him for the first time: "Hey! The ghosts of half of Hangzhou Prefecture are probably on him."

Before him, without entering the yard, Li Chu had already noticed something strange about Master Cheng.

Although the Yin energy here is strong, it is not emitted by him himself, but there are many things attached to his body.

Because his own yang energy was extremely weak.

As the old saying goes, mortals have a sun lamp on their shoulders, and the sun lamp protects the body and ghosts are hard to invade.

It is a very appropriate metaphor to compare the three yang fires on a person's body to three lamps.

Usually, for a healthy man, the sun light should be extremely strong. Ordinary wandering ghosts have to run away quickly when they see them, for fear of being bumped into.

If you really touch it, I will be injured, and you will lose your life...

Therefore, old people, children, and women are occasionally possessed by ghosts, but middle-aged men are very rare.

But at this time, the sun lamp on Master Cheng's body was suppressed by something, and it was only a hair away from being extinguished.

There has always been a most poisonous oath circulating in the rivers and lakes of the Northland, when the lights go out, I will go out...

At this moment, Master Cheng's lights were about to go out.

His body was like a body that he could enter at will...that.

No wonder it attracts ghosts to compete for possession.

For the ghosts, this is simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Turning into a ghost after death is like falling into a cold world and losing all perception of mortals. If there is a chance to live again, even if it is only a short time to experience the feeling of being alive, it is extremely precious.

Yes, the result can be imagined.

Countless ghosts around entered Master Cheng crazily, competing to experience the pleasure brought by the flesh.

Poor Master Cheng, his body is being used in turn, day and night.

It's pitiful to think about it.

...

"There are at least three hundred ghosts in his body, and they are fighting for the right to use this body, that's why the Master Cheng you see is crazy."

Monk Shenmu's eyes were wide open, and his pair of wisdom eyes could see clearly.

Then he said angrily: "What a ghost, I almost tortured him to death."

"ah?"

Cheng Shuqi was shocked, and immediately begged: "Master, please save my father!"

"Hmph, since I'm here, I can't tolerate them harming others!"

Shenmu strode forward and stretched out a finger.

Master Cheng's face turned pale, and he called out coquettishly, "Monk, what are you doing?"

"Get out!"

With a loud shout, he pointed at the center of Master Cheng's eyebrows, huh——

Jinguang Yizhan!

Immediately afterwards, there was a buzzing, like a bird startled in the jungle.

Crashing, hundreds of ghosts of various colors rushed out together, scrambling to escape.

The three cultivators could see these ghosts. Even though the Cheng brothers and other mortals couldn't see the ghosts, they could feel a sudden gust of biting and cool wind!

There was a nauseating chill in the wind.

"Duh!"

The monk Shenmu spit out the proverb again and shouted loudly.

It was as if there was an invisible ripple, and in an instant, the hundreds of scattered ghosts were all scattered!

The yin qi of these ghosts combined is similar to that of a handsome ghost, but if they are separated, their respective powers are quite weak.

No one can withstand the lion's roar of the monk.

Seeing this, Li Chu felt a little powerful.

This is the ability to drive ghosts away from the human body and shatter them with another sound, I really can't do it. .

If it wasn't for the Shenmu monk here, with his existing tricks...

There can be a hundred postures to eliminate Master Cheng and the ghost in his body.

But if it is to save people... Killing ghosts, it is a bit difficult.

It seems necessary to learn some new supernatural powers.

But……

Now, although the ghost in Master Cheng's body has been temporarily expelled, the Yang fire in his body is still weak.

In this case, even if he recovers temporarily, once he leaves the protection, he will still be crazily entered.

Moreover, after the Yin Qi disappeared, the breath on his body became clean.

Li Chu saw it, and there seemed to be a faint thread wrapped around him.

The thread feels... familiar.

It seems to be very similar to the line of luck that keeps coming from my body!

Master Cheng also practiced witchcraft?

So Li Chudao: "Master Cheng's yang energy seems to be suppressed by some kind of witchcraft."

Zhao Liangchen heard the words and said: "Just three Yanghuo Talismans and light up the three Yanglamps on his body."

Li Chu was silent. Talisman making was his blind spot in knowledge.

But Zhao Liangchen keenly noticed Li Chu's expression.

His eyes lit up, his pupils dilated slightly, and his lips moved, as if he was expecting something... Then he asked softly, "You don't know how to make talismans?"

Li Chu shook his head frankly.

Clam?

Zhao Liangchen's face was immediately covered with a layer of pride, and his eyes burst out with confidence. The radiance was so intense that his whole face began to flush.

But he quickly began to suppress his excitement, and after a long time, he let out a long breath.

Then, with a barely maintained calm tone, he spit out two words that seemed to be an understatement but actually as heavy as Mount Tai.

"I can."

...

Monk Shenmu gave Zhao Liangchen a strange look, just making Yanghuo Talisman...

Although he can't, because he is a martial artist.

But he knew that it was a very basic kind of talisman in ordinary immortal sects. Generally, a doll who has practiced for three to five years can be used to practice...

As for being so proud?

But Zhao Liangchen completely ignored his gaze, and was completely immersed in the great joy of "Li Chu can't but I can".

In countless days and nights, in countless moments of doubting life... He kept comparing himself with Li Chu in every way, and he felt that he was not even worth living.

At this moment, he finally found it.

Li Chu making talismans, no! I make symbols, all right!

It's great that we make talismans!

I love talismans!

I love all talismans!

No, I love everything...

Immediately, he swung his sleeves and said loudly: "Cinnabar, yellow paper, brush, ink... everything is ready, I will make a talisman for you to see!"

"Okay, thank you Master Immortal!"

Since the Cheng family invited the cultivators, they naturally prepared these things and sent someone to pick them up.

Zhao Liangchen waited impatiently, he was eager to show off his talisman-making skills in front of Li Chu.

That sense of accomplishment...is tempting just thinking about it.

Is this the temptation brought by the Talisman?

After a while, the servants of Cheng's family brought over the altar and arranged everything.

Zhao Liangchen stood in front of the altar in a serious manner, raised his hand to hold the pen, dipped it in cinnabar, laid out the yellow talisman, lifted the pen with his wrist hanging, concentrated and calm, and the pen went away in an instant!

swipe swipe——

In an instant, a bright Yanghuo talisman was freshly baked.

"The first one is to put it on Master Cheng's left shoulder!" He ordered.

"Paste the second one on his right shoulder!"

"Paste the third one between his eyebrows!"

Li Chu found it interesting, so he observed silently from the sidelines, keeping his actions in mind...

After a while, I finished the work and called it a day.

Zhao Liangchen put down the brush, and complained flatteringly: "It's been too long to make talismans, it's a little rusty, and the movements are slow."

Li Chu praised: "It's already very powerful."

"Hehe... so-so."

He said it was normal, but the moment he heard Li Chu's praise, Zhao Liangchen felt his head lighten, and his whole body was about to fly, and the remaining rationality kept telling himself.

don't float...

don't float...

don't float...

It's just a compliment from Li Chu, nothing special.

Why care so much about his approval?

Since I can surpass him in talisman making today, maybe I can surpass him in other aspects tomorrow.

There is still a long way to go, don't be too crazy, you may not know who will be brilliant in the future!

Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie...

...

It's a pity that happy hours are always short-lived.

My favorite talisman-making session only passed for a short moment...

The quality of the Yanghuo Talisman produced by Zhao Liangchen is still guaranteed, within a quarter of an hour, Master Cheng woke up leisurely.

It's just that his eyes are lax, his spirit is listless, and his whole face is as black as charcoal.

Considering that he was entered by hundreds of ghosts in turn for several days and nights, it is a good thing to be able to stay alive...

Lying on the bed in the bedroom.

At that time, although he was occupied...

But the mind is clear, and when the consciousness comes back at this time, the memory is also clear. Knowing that the three cultivators in front of him saved him, but he didn't even have the energy to stand up and thank him.

Li Chu came here to see him because he wanted to ask one more question.

"Master Cheng, do you still remember how you fell under the curse?"

"Witch curse?" Master Cheng's complexion changed, "I don't know..."

It seems that he still doesn't understand what happened to him.

Li Chu is quite concerned about witchcraft, first of all because he also has one on his body.

At the same time, because of the professionalism of sending the Buddha to the west, he felt that he should ask a few more questions.

If you don't understand how Master Cheng was cursed, what if he is murdered again after they leave?

In the process of rescuing Master Cheng just now, he was not helpful, and now he wants to find out the ins and outs of the matter.

So Li Chu asked again: "Then do you still remember what you were doing before you were recruited?"

Master Cheng recalled: "At that time, I received a strange letter... Yes, after opening that letter, I lost consciousness!"

"The letter? Can you show it to me?" Li Chu asked.

"Well...it's not impossible." Master Cheng told his son, "Shuqi, bring the black envelope and the letter from my study."

Cheng Shuqi left and returned soon.

He brought back a strange letter in a black envelope, but it had been opened and the letter paper was outside.

"Xiao Daoist Li..." Cheng Shuqi handed it to Li Chu.

Li Chu took the letter paper and saw that it said: "Don't meddle in the affairs of Ping'an Town, this time it's just a little punishment, and next time it will directly kill you!"

"What a big tone!" Monk Shenmu snorted first.

But Li Chu paid attention not only to the content on it, but also stroked the envelope and scanned it with his mind.

Sure enough, the faint black thread was also wrapped around this envelope, but it was broken.

Li Chu vaguely guessed its original state.

He said lightly: "Someone should have put a curse on this letter. As long as someone opens this envelope, he will be cursed instantly, and the sun lamp will be extinguished immediately."

"Ah?" Master Cheng was startled: "This...is really hard to guard against!"

The monk Shenmu asked curiously: "They didn't let you intervene, what's the matter?"