One person: Reborn as Huangxian, seeking the title of Feng Baobao at the beginning

Chapter 439: Killed with a Shovel
Otherwise, with this secret technique, he could have easily subdued the woman.

But at the moment, it seems that if the two of them work together, this little trick is enough to deal with it.

The fat man was responsible for the main attack, while Wang Cheng was responsible for blocking all the woman's retreat routes.

Sure enough, before long, the woman's range of movement became smaller and smaller, and a rare look of panic appeared on her face.

However, as the woman's hand gestures continued to change, all kinds of evil spells that the two had never seen before emerged one after another.

As they were not familiar with the opponent's tactics, Fatty and Wang Cheng found it difficult to break the situation.

Taoist Qingfeng saw it and looked around quickly.

When his eyes finally fell on the porcelain statue in kimono, a cold light flashed in his eyes:
"It turns out that the power that protects her here comes from this porcelain statue."

As he spoke, Taoist Qingfeng quickly drew out the peach wood sword behind him and slashed at the porcelain statue.

But at this moment, a gust of cold wind blew, and the two candles in front of the porcelain statue suddenly went out.

Immediately afterwards, Taoist Qingfeng saw the porcelain statue's eyes glow red in the darkness.

At the same time, the woman who fought with Wang Cheng and the fat man also disappeared.

The three of them stood in the darkness for a moment, vigilantly observing the movements around them.

"call……"

There was a flash of strong red light, and the woman appeared in front of the porcelain statue.

But the woman at this moment seemed to be possessed by something, which was completely different from her previous state.

A powerful force made her float in the air, her hair flying behind her.

The woman slowly opened her eyes, with a heart-pounding red light flashing in them.

Along with it came a suffocating resentment so strong.

"Hehehe..."

Suddenly, creepy sneers came from all directions in the room.

The laughter was extremely mournful, and it seemed to be the voice of a child.

The three of them stared at the woman in front of them and noticed that her face was constantly flickering and changing.

In a trance, the woman's face turned into a porcelain statue in a kimono.

"What's going on? How come he suddenly becomes neither human nor ghost?"

The fat man asked in astonishment.

At this moment, he suddenly felt the copper coin sword in his hand vibrating continuously, as if it was being pulled by some force, ready to strike.

Taoist Qingfeng took a look at the copper coin sword, frowned and said:

"This copper coin sensed ghost energy. This woman must have borrowed the power of some resentful spirit."

Wang Cheng looked behind the woman at the dull porcelain statue in kimono, and suddenly remembered something. He said to the two of them:
"I thought this porcelain statue looked familiar before, and now I know what it is."

"What is it?"

They asked Wang Cheng in unison.

Wang Cheng's expression was somewhat solemn. He stared at the woman and spoke word by word:
“In Dongdao, there is a legend about this porcelain statue.

The ghost doll is called Hanako, and it is an extremely powerful vengeful spirit.

This woman worships a ghost doll and now she should be borrowing the power of the ghost doll.

This kind of vengeful spirit is extremely powerful, and it only knows how to kill instinctively."

After hearing this, the fat man showed an expression of disbelief:

"It's true that people are shaped by the environment they live in. The ghosts on East Island are just like humans, they don't follow reason.

Isn't it just a ghost possessing her? What's the big deal? I'll beat her back to her original form."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man took a step forward and rushed over.

Just as Wang Cheng was about to stop him, he saw the fat man had been pulled directly into the air.

The woman smiled viciously, with red light emitting from her eyes, making the fat man feel as if he was possessed by ants.

"boom!"

With a wave of the woman's hand, the fat man fell heavily to the ground.

He stood up awkwardly, holding his aching chest, and said in astonishment:

"What kind of vengeful spirit is this, so powerful?"

Wang Cheng sighed helplessly:
“I told you, don’t be impulsive.

The power of the vengeful spirit is directly proportional to the degree of its resentment. It is said that this ghost doll Hanako has extremely strong resentment.

And you can see that this woman has almost become one with this power, which means that she must be using some evil method to support it.

for example……"

Wang Cheng raised his hand and pointed at the clearly visible wound on the woman's finger:

“If you continue to feed the vengeful spirit with your own blood, not only can you greatly enhance the power of the vengeful spirit, but you can also form a special connection between the two.

However, we, the warlocks of the East University, seldom use this kind of unorthodox method.

Because she needs a provider to constantly absorb yang and replenish her yin, those corpses outside should be the masterpieces of this woman..."

The fat man looked at Wang Cheng and Taoist Qingfeng anxiously:

"Why aren't you two panicking at all? This woman is so powerful now, aren't we going to be at a disadvantage?"

However, Wang Cheng and Taoist Qingfeng smiled at each other.

"She can call for help, so can't we use other forces?"

As he spoke, Taoist Qingfeng straightened his Taoist robe and placed the clay sculpture of the Earth God he had brought with him in front of him.

"I originally wanted to find a place for the land god to rest, but I didn't expect it would be useful now."

Taoist Qingfeng said this while rolling up the sleeves of his Taoist robe.

Seeing this, Wang Cheng quickly pulled the fat man back a few steps and said in a low voice:
“I’ll show you what bloodline suppression is in a moment.

These evil and twisted magic of the Jiujiu sect are simply not acceptable in the University of Tokyo.

It's just a mere vengeful spirit. It can run rampant in Dongdao, but if it comes to Dongda, it will definitely not be able to move an inch.

Every city has its city god, every land has its land god, and every household has its door gods.

Today, I will teach this so-called Nine Chrysanthemum Master a lesson and let her know what the ancestral rules are! "

The fat man looked at Wang Cheng in confusion. At this moment, Wang Cheng was not panicked at all. Instead, he was somewhat expectant.

Taoist Qingfeng was the same. He stared at the woman and said word by word:
"Just a mere vengeful spirit, you know that Dongda is a place blessed by the gods!"

Taoist Qingfeng stared at the woman, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He stood behind the land statue, so that the land statue was facing the woman.

However, the woman didn't seem to realize what was so scary about a clay sculpture.

On the contrary, she had already harbored murderous intent towards Wang Cheng and the other two.

Under the influence of the power of the evil spirit, the woman has now fallen into madness.

"You will all die here..."

The woman's voice was shrill and the two voices intertwined.

Behind her, a huge shadow gradually emerged. It was the ghost doll Hanako that she had always worshipped.

The wind howled in the room and the temperature dropped suddenly.

The diffuse black fog seemed to cover the sky, and the only source of light in the house disappeared.

The three of them were in the dark and could clearly feel the woman's power growing stronger.

At this moment, several chrysanthemums surrounded her body, floating and spinning.

"call!"

The woman made a strange hand print, and then all the chrysanthemums exploded, and the petals shot towards the three people like sharp blades.

Seeing this, Taoist Qingfeng quickly made a gesture and said to Wang Cheng and Fatty:

"Hide behind me and leave the rest to me."

Wang Cheng hurriedly pulled the fat man and hid behind Taoist Qingfeng.

At the same time, Taoist Qingfeng sat down cross-legged.

At this critical moment, he actually put the peach wood sword in his hand aside, took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

The fat man nudged Wang Cheng nervously and asked in a low voice:
"What's going on? Do we really not need help?" Wang Cheng shook his head slightly:

"Why do you think Taoist Qingfeng could become the head of the Imperial Observatory?
Do you still remember the responsibilities of the Imperial Observatory?

Resist foreign enemies and guard against internal troubles.

Some time ago, Taoist Qingfeng had been receiving high-intensity training from Director Huang.

Most of the areas he studied were traditional ancient arts of the University of Tokyo.

It not only includes Maoshan Taoism, but also folk magic.

It might be hard to say if he met other opponents, but he was sure he could handle this evil sect."

As soon as Wang Cheng finished speaking, Taoist Qingfeng suddenly opened his eyes.

He spread his hands, with his middle fingers pointed inward, and placed them in front of him, forming the shape of three incense sticks.

Then, Taoist Qingfeng chanted in a low voice:
“I, the Taoist disciple Qingfeng, follow the orders of my ancestor to defend the righteousness of heaven and earth.

Today we respectfully invite the land god to leave his throne and descend to the mortal world.

Enter the clay body and perform the duty of suppressing evil!"

After finishing the recitation, Taoist Qingfeng bowed three times to the God of Land.

Then he blindfolded the God of Land, picked him up, and placed him facing the woman.

"boom!"

At this moment, the woman's power had accumulated to the extreme, and the entire factory began to shake violently.

……

At this time, Zhang Zhibiao and others had dealt with the last ninja.

They were about to go in to help Wang Cheng and others, but they found that cracks began to appear on the ground.

Zhang Zhibiao was at a loss for a moment, and at this moment, a sound of relaxed humming came from not far away.

Zhang Zhibiao was puzzled, frowned, and waved to the soldiers behind him.

The soldiers thought there were still some fish that had escaped the net, so they all clenched their daggers.

Following Zhang Zhibiao, he walked step by step towards the direction where the sound came from.

However, when they arrived at the backyard of the factory, they found a woman in loose casual clothes and with loose hair, holding an iron wire, burying something.

Zhang Zhibiao ordered the soldiers to stop, and he stepped forward step by step, looking at the woman in confusion.

Standing in the moonlight, Zhang Zhibiao finally saw clearly that the person in front of him was Feng Baobao whom he had met before.

But what puzzled Zhang Zhibiao was that Feng Baobao did not follow them, so why did she appear here at this time?

Moreover, under such circumstances, how could Feng Baobao still hum so easily?
Zhang Zhibiao, feeling more and more doubtful, quickened his pace and approached Feng Baobao.

When he got closer, he found that in front of Feng Baobao, half of the body of a man was buried in the ground.

Only the upper body was still exposed on the ground. He was dying and looked a little pitiful.

While humming, Feng Baobao patted the ground around her with a shovel.

Then, she stood aside and nodded with satisfaction, as if admiring a perfect work of art.

"This……"

Zhang Zhibiao was stunned by this scene. What era is this? How could people still be buried alive?

"Girl, what does this mean?"

Facing Zhang Zhibiao's question, Feng Baobao looked at him nonchalantly, with an innocent expression on her face:
"What? Burying someone? You're late. The burial has already been completed..."

Obviously, Feng Baobao thought Zhang Zhibiao was here to help, but Zhang Zhibiao was shocked at this time.

This girl seems strange no matter how you look at her. It's hard to figure her out.

"boom!"

Just when Zhang Zhibiao was about to say something, another loud noise was heard in the factory.

Then he looked up and found that the originally dark window was now flashing a terrifying red light.

Zhang Zhibiao immediately understood that Wang Cheng and his men must have been in trouble.

Therefore, he didn't care about Feng Baobao and rushed to the factory with his soldiers.

However, when they arrived at the entrance of the factory, they found that there was nothing in front of them and they could not get in.

The red light seemed to form an inexplicable barrier.

This made it impossible for Zhang Zhibiao and others to enter, let alone help.

This made Zhang Zhibiao extremely anxious, as he had not expected that he would be unable to provide support.

"Captain, why can't we get into this place suddenly?"

The soldiers around him asked in confusion, but Zhang Zhibiao could not give an answer.

As the strange red light continued to spread around, the soldiers were also enveloped by it.

Then, the soldiers felt a chill.

This chill was completely different from the usual low temperature. It was a feeling that went straight through the body and made people extremely uncomfortable.

In just a few seconds, the soldiers' morale visibly dropped.

Even some soldiers with weaker yang energy began to tremble all over.

Zhang Zhibiao raised his hand and was about to order the soldiers to stay away from the red light.

Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling of dizziness came over me.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Zhibiao saw the soldiers around him slowly falling down.

He was extremely anxious, but it was too late to change the situation.

As his consciousness became increasingly blurred, Zhang Zhibiao could no longer stand.

But in the last moment before he lost consciousness, he looked back in the direction where Feng Baobao was before.

But they found that Feng Baobao had disappeared long ago and no one knew where she had gone.

……

Also affected by this red light were Taoist Qingfeng and the other three people who were closest to him.

They all knew very well that this red light was a physical manifestation formed entirely by powerful resentment.

This resentment even began to affect the surroundings, causing the environment to flicker and change.

In a trance, the three of them seemed to be in a Dongdao-style toilet.

There was also a little girl covered in bruises in the toilet.

Under the influence of resentment, everything around is constantly changing between true and false.

Wang Cheng endured the discomfort and said to the two people beside him:

“This toilet and that little girl should be the experience of the ghost doll Hanako in her previous life.

We can’t delay any longer, otherwise the resentment will grow stronger and things will become more and more difficult to handle.”

Taoist Qingfeng nodded, then pushed the clay sculpture in his hand forward with force.

Then, a clear and melodious sound was heard.

In an instant, a golden light penetrated the sky and the earth. This golden light was emitted from the clay sculpture of the land in Taoist Qingfeng's hand.

Immediately afterwards, the phantom of the God of Land actually condensed behind Taoist Qingfeng.

"Please respectfully invite the land god to suppress evil and exorcise evil spirits!"

Taoist Qingfeng shouted loudly, and the shadow of the God of Land became more solid.

The God of Land at this moment was no longer as kind and gentle as before, but his eyes were glaring and he looked very majestic.

There was a hint of fear on the woman's face, but it was quickly covered up by resentment.

"You all have to die!"

The woman screamed miserably and then pounced towards Taoist Qingfeng.

But at this moment, the shadow of the land god just slowly raised the crutch in his hand and slammed it hard on the ground.

"Om..."

The sound is like the morning bell in an ancient temple, giving people a feeling of tranquility and peace.

But where the cane landed, a golden halo was released, heading straight for the woman.

(End of this chapter)