novelapdf Chapter 830 I have merits!
Chapter 830 I have merits!
Chapter 830 I have merits!
The five red dogs barked non-stop all the way, not only to give Zhao Siqi a signal, but also to intimidate ghosts and show their ferocity.
The eyes of this five red dogs are scarlet, their roars are as fierce as thunder, and they are as fast as lightning. Even if the thing in the darkness runs very fast, it cannot get rid of the five red dogs.
Finally, when they entered a cemetery, the five red dogs accelerated, ran on all fours, splashed snow, and rushed into the darkness.
A cry of pain was heard in the darkness, and then the five red dogs flew back, fell in the snow but immediately turned over, with their tail stiff, their heads lowered, sharp teeth exposed, and they let out a deep roar.
He slowly approached the darkness, circling the thing in the dark, looking for an opportunity, ready to attack at any moment.
There was a tall, thin shadow in the darkness, a vaguely human figure, like a shriveled skeleton.
"Get away, you beast!"
The figure stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of the ground, then suddenly raised it up, and gravel, soil and crushed snow rushed towards the five red dogs like a storm.
Wu Hong Dog was unable to escape and was buried by the earth, rocks and snow. As he struggled, the earth and rocks mixed with the snow formed a hard shell, trapping him inside and turning it into a raised mound.
The figure turned and went into the cemetery, disappearing in an instant.
As Zhao Siqi chased the evil spirit and the five red dogs closer, he lost track of them. The footprints of the five red dogs were also covered by the wind and snow. He kept moving forward relying on his memory and vague senses, and after searching the area nearby, he finally found the cemetery.
The graves were connected to each other, and dead bushes, thorns, and vines stuck to each other, creating many obstacles in the surrounding pine forest.
Zhao Siqi shouted: "Xiao Hong!"
"Woo!"
The whimpering sound coming from the throat was so subtle in the wind and snow that it was even difficult to distinguish whether it was the sound of the wind or a barking sound. However, Zhao Siqi was already familiar with Wuhong Dog's breathing, so he knew it was it as soon as he heard it.
He looked around following the sound and found that it came from a grave covered in snow.
Zhao Siqi pulled out a bamboo stick from behind, bit his finger and wiped it over his head: "Pure Yang True Fire, kill evil and destroy evil spirits!"
The bamboo stick pierced into the grave mound, and the grave mound, which was as hard as bricks, instantly lost its support and collapsed downwards. The five red dogs struggled and squirmed in the mud and sand.
Zhao Siqi dug through the mud and sand and felt a dog's leg, then dug the five red dogs out along the direction.
The five red dogs shook their heads vigorously, shaking off the mud and sand that covered their mouths and noses, and panted hard.
If Zhao Siqi had come a little later, it would have been suffocated to death.
Wuhong Dog panted heavily and whimpered at Zhao Siqi in grievance.
Zhao Siqi touched its head and said, "Don't feel wronged yet. Can you find the evil spirit?"
When Wu Hong Dog recovered, he began to sniff hard in the wind. The wind and snow were so strong that many scents were blown away, making it difficult to identify.
Zhao Siqi and Wuhong Dog were searching together in the cemetery surrounded by pine trees. Finally, under a crooked old pine tree, Wuhong Dog smelled some human scent and started barking.
Zhao Siqi rushed over immediately and saw that the old pine was growing diagonally with its branches drooping, forming a semi-arched shape. Snow was piled on the pine needles and branches, like a cloud cover. It did not look like a dark place where evil spirits were hiding, but more like a fairy cave.
Zhao Siqi frowned slightly and looked at the five red dogs. The five red dogs were staring at him, waiting for his orders.
Zhao Siqi exhaled, his expression became firm, and said, "Let's go!"
He and Wu Honggou passed through the arched gate of the old pine tree and squeezed into a cold and damp corridor. Walking along the corridor, the view in front of them opened up and a huge stone cave was revealed.
The stone cave is dotted with pearls, sparkling with a hint of spiritual charm under the dim light.
There was a lamp holder embedded in the stone wall, with a perpetual lamp on it, but the light was dim and weak, as if the oil had run out.
The corridor was cold and damp, but the stone cave was very dry, with a slight smell of stale wood and a faint aroma of incense.
Zhao Siqi saw footprints.
The wet footprints left traces of staggering in the dry stone cave, spreading all the way to the stone gate. On the doorpost was engraved the couplet "Good conduct and virtues will last for thousands of years, high integrity and bright spirit will last forever", and hung a horizontal banner with the words "Pine and cypress are evergreen".
Zhao Siqi followed the five red dogs into the wide-open stone gate and saw the dilapidated courtyard. No matter how luxurious the furnishings and structure were in the past, the walls of the courtyard were broken, the grass and trees were withered, and it was covered with a thick layer of dust.
There were some rotten bamboo frames scattered on the ground, and in some of them you could still vaguely see the faded paper-wrapped skins.
Zhao Siqi carefully followed the traces of footsteps into the courtyard, and saw the only house with a lamp on. At the door of the house there was a fallen paper figure, who looked like a maid, with only one of its eyes still moving.
The one eye turned its gaze to look at them, and seemed to be somewhat alert, but it could not send out any alarm. Her limbs had decayed, and she no longer possessed the spirituality that was close to that of a human.
In the room with the dim lamp on, there was an octagonal table. The child who was taken away was lying quietly on the table and sleeping soundly. A black figure stood behind the table, sucking the child's energy.
Smoke-like energy escaped from the child's mouth and nose, which was greedily devoured by the evil spirit, and a dim blood light appeared in his eyes.
"on!"
The five red dogs barked wildly and pounced forward.
Zhao Siqi smeared the bamboo with blood, used the bamboo as a sword, and ignited a red flame on the bamboo sword, stabbing at the evil spirit.
The thunder-like barking of the dog startled the evil spirit so much that it trembled all over and stopped its evil method of sucking essence. Then the five red dogs bit the evil spirit's leg and started to tear it apart.
Zhao Siqi's bamboo sword arrived soon after, and the pure yang fire illuminated the evil face. It was a strange face, alienated like a jackal, with greed and cunning.
Zhao Siqi stabbed him in the chest with a sword, and the evil spirit flew out and hit the antique shelf, making a crisp sound.
Pure Yang Fire ignited in his chest, but he extinguished it by rolling on the ground.
The five red dogs pounced again, and the evil spirit used the same old trick. It grabbed the ground with its extremely long claws, causing mud and rocks to roll and pounce on the five red dogs.
After suffering a loss, Wuhong Dog immediately stopped and ran back at an even faster speed.
The mud and rocks piled up like a high wall. Zhao Siqi picked up the child on the table and went out with Wu Hongquan.
There was a loud bang, and the only intact house collapsed. The eternal lamp flew high, illuminating the rolling mud and rocks on the ground, and buried the paper maid with only one eye left.
The mud and rocks rolled, bulged, and solidified, forming a huge tomb.
The evil spirit stood on the grave. From a distance, he looked thin, with loose clothes and a wide belt. If it were not for his wolf-like face and huge claws, he would have looked like an immortal.
The eternal lamp fell at the feet of the evil spirit, and the light suddenly lit up, bursting into a bright light.
"You dare to chase me here? You are seeking death!" The evil spirit showed greed in his eyes: "Eat you and extend my life!"
The evil spirit leaped down from the air, with its sharp claws covering its head, and attacked Zhao Siqi.
Zhao Siqi left the child behind him, raised his sword to meet the attack, and used the pure Yang fire to destroy the evil spirits, and rushed towards the evil spirit without any hesitation.
A faint divine light floated from the evil spirit's body, isolating the Pure Yang True Fire from its body and preventing it from getting close.
Zhao Siqi's attack failed and he retreated hastily, but his clothes were still torn by the fierce claw wind, leaving eight crisscross blood lines on his chest.
"You are not afraid of the Pure Yang Fire, what kind of evil spirit are you?"
The eternal lamp shining from above made it impossible for Zhao Siqi to see his face clearly. He could only see the disdainful smile on his face.
The five red dogs pounced on the evil spirit and tried to bite his legs again to restrict his movements.
Along the way, they cooperated seamlessly. The five red dogs restricted the movements, while Zhao Siqi attacked head-on, and ordinary evil spirits could not resist.
But the evil spirit suddenly turned its head, stretched out its hand and pointed, and the bamboo skeletons scattered on the ground suddenly came alive and surrounded the five red dogs.
The five red dogs were frightened by these paper figures that suddenly came back to life, and were surrounded and chased by them.
Zhao Siqi took advantage of the moment when the evil spirit turned around and attacked again.
The bamboo sword was wrapped in red flames, reflecting a red glow in his eyes.
The evil spirit did not dodge or evade, allowing the bamboo sword to pierce his body, and grabbed Zhao Siqi's throat with both hands.
Zhao Siqi had already retreated from the recoil, stepped on the Canglong, made a sword flower, held the bamboo sword in reverse, put it behind his right arm, and pointed his left hand at the evil spirit.
The evil spirit laughed loudly and said, "It's useless. The pure Yang fire can't hurt me!"
He pounced on Zhao Siqi like a jackal, but his speed became slower and slower, from pounce to walking, and from walking to kneeling.
He coughed violently, sparks coming out of his mouth and nose. The feeling of his internal organs burning made him twitch weakly and let out a hoarse wail.
His vital energy rushed out from his seven orifices like wolf smoke, and the sparks that burst out were like leaping foxes.
"no no!"
"My life span! My life span!"
The evil spirit twisted its body and wailed in pain, but it was unable to stop its vital energy from escaping.
"Spare your life! Spare your life!"
The evil spirit fell in front of Zhao Siqi, wailing, "I have merits, I have merits! I am the god of this village, I have blessed this village, spare my life, spare my life!"
Zhao Siqi held the child's buttocks with one hand and asked coldly, "You may have merits, but you have committed such a sin of killing. I'm afraid your merits and demerits will be hard to offset."
The evil spirit rolled on the ground, crying, "I tried my best to protect my relatives, but my descendants are incompetent, and the incense has been lost, and my spirit is dying. I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
"The incense is gone, why don't you report to the underworld?"
"Without a guide, there is nowhere to go, nowhere to go!"
His voice gradually became lower, and the eternal lamp behind him flickered for the last time and then suddenly went out.
The evil spirit's seven orifices were spewing fire, but he suddenly realized that his vital energy had been dissipating for such a long time, but he had not died yet, so he couldn't help but become suspicious.
The evil spirit looked up at Zhao Siqi, but saw the bright pure yang fire coming towards him. It was difficult to kill people with the bamboo sword, but it was easy to kill the evil spirit.
The jackal-like head fell to the ground and rolled a few times, a pair of eyes looking at Zhao Siqi.
"You... cheated me..."
The fire in his heart wrapped around the evil spirit, and his vital energy began to truly dissipate.
"call--"
Zhao Siqi let out a long sigh.