I can't be a demon.

Chapter 73 You are a good material for making a scabbard

As soon as Shen Lian arrived in Dongcheng District, he sensed the strong resentment.

Moreover, the resentment gathered and did not dissipate, filling every corner of Xing'an Street. Faintly, one could see spiritual patterns flashing on the ground at the edge of the street.

"A generous gesture, at least a mid-level spiritual talisman."

"After the government locked onto the ghost, they immediately used talismans to block off Xing'an Street. I'm afraid the hundreds of mortals inside didn't have time to evacuate yet."

Shen Lian shook his head slightly.

As long as the ghost that is the source of resentment can be eliminated in time, the people can be saved, otherwise half of the city will suffer.

The Jinwu Guards were helpless as three ghosts had already arrived within just a few days.

They couldn't use the same method they used to deal with the Painted Skin Ghost. After all, no one could guarantee that the disaster in Gao Village would be resolved in half a month.

During this period, once the number of ghosts increases, the balance between humans and ghosts will be unbalanced.

The consequences could be disastrous.

Shen Lian wore a bamboo hat and maneuvered around the bailiffs.

When the power was infused into the eyes, what came into view was a large amount of hemp rope, like a spider web, almost covering the entire street, which was creepy.

Compared to the perspective seen through the yin-yang eyes.

At this time, Xing'an Street was brightly lit and the doors of all tailor shops were open.

"The situation in the government office doesn't look optimistic."

Shen Lian walked towards the tailor shop with great interest.

.........

Uncontrollable crying could be heard from the shop.

There was a woman holding a child and crying uncontrollably, with two yamen runners beside her.

Because of the shortage of yamen runners, the middle-aged man left the hope of survival to his wife and daughter, and knelt in the corner waiting to die.

There were bruises on their necks, and they were hung in the air tied with hemp ropes, which would tighten a little every few moments.

The yamen runner held a blade with talismans painted on it and carefully cut the hemp rope between the mother and daughter.

"Don't be afraid. Half an incense stick will definitely break the twine. When the time comes, you will immediately evacuate Xing'an Street. There will naturally be yamen runners waiting to meet you at the intersection."

"Where's Daddy..."

"Daddy has Zhong Kui's blessing, everything will be fine."

The middle-aged man's face turned pale, but he continued to comfort the little girl.

He lit the incense and candles respectfully, knelt down in front of the newly erected statue of Zhong Kui, and muttered words that everything was fine.

The middle-aged man knew that praying to God might not be effective.

He saw with his own eyes the old man next door being beheaded. He was still talking and laughing one breath ago, but in the next he was dead.

"Master Zhong Kui, I don't mind dying, just protect my wife and daughter. They have been suffering with me..."

At this moment.

boom.

The ground in the southwest corner shook, accompanied by uncontrolled resentment.

There were hemp threads growing in the cracks between the wall tiles in Xing'an Street, and their color had turned blood red. It could be vaguely seen that they seemed to be pieced together to form a wedding dress.

The bailiff was so frightened that he couldn't stop shaking.

They understood that since ghosts could influence the environment, their existence was likely close to a thousand years old.

The hundreds of people in Xing'an Street might have died at the hands of the ghost. The demon with seven or eight hundred years of experience is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"Uh uh uh."

The blades in the hands of the yamen runners fell off, and a hemp rope appeared around their necks.

The hemp rope slowly tightened, and because of suffocation, the two people's breathing became heavier. The mother and daughter had fainted, and their faces turned purple.

The middle-aged man desperately crawled towards his wife and daughter.

Just when they were about to die, they suddenly felt the hemp rope around their necks loosen.

The bailiff came to his senses and found that his hemp rope had broken.

They noticed later that there was a man wearing a conical hat and a long sword on his waist in the shop, sipping tea in a very familiar manner.

"Who?" The bailiff took out a drop of eye-brightening talisman water in disbelief.

What he saw next was simply shocking.

The man's body was densely tied with hemp ropes, there were at least thousands of them, and the number of hemp ropes was still increasing.

Shen Lian yawned and tied himself up with the hemp rope he had taken from the necks of several people.

The frantic tightening of countless hemp ropes actually accelerated the tempering of the spine, causing a deafening sound to be heard from the bones.

Shen Lian strolled around Xing'an Street, and took any hemp rope he saw.

He would use his keen eyes from time to time to ensure that the hemp rope would not damage the roots, and at the same time, fleece the monster.

[Identification of hemp rope completed, Nine Qi Earthly Aversion experience +0.01%]

[Identification of hemp rope completed, Nine Qi Earthly Aversion experience +0.01%]

.........

Even though it's a drop in the bucket compared to the experience progress of Jiuqi Diyan, a little bit of progress still counts, at least it can bring it closer to 20%.

After the bailiff regained some strength, he drew the sword from his waist.

I couldn't tell whether the man in front of me was a human or a ghost.

Shen Lian turned to the middle-aged man and asked, "Boss, if we want to make a scabbard out of leather, what material should we choose?"

The middle-aged man was confused and astonished, Shen Lian repeated it again.

"Let me see..."

Shen Lian placed the bone blade on the counter. The old wooden board was somewhat overwhelmed by the weight.

"Can such a heavy weapon be sheathed in leather?"

The middle-aged man measured the size of the bone blade with great effort. As soon as his fingers touched the edge of the blade, his skin was broken and bleeding. The blood stained the cloth strip that wrapped the blade, but soon the red stain on the cloth strip slowly disappeared.

"Sir, I don't have enough materials to support it..."

Rumble.

There was a huge creature crawling on the street, and a terrifying feeling of oppression came over me.

"It is indeed this ghost made of hemp rope. I wonder what the situation is like in Gao Village to breed such a weird monster."

Shen Lian picked up the bone blade, and a shadow of seven or eight meters long pressed in front of the door.

The body of the hemp ghost is extremely fat, with hemp ropes all over its body, and there is a concave notch on its head.

Perhaps it is because of the relationship with Gao Laozhuang that the characteristics of a guinea pig can be seen.

The Jinwu Guards were rushing over, and at the same time, the yamen runners were evacuating the people.

Hu Hu Hu.

The hot air from the hemp ghost's mouth and nose hit the doors and windows.

There was resentment in its eyes, but more of it was greed, because the energy and blood emitted by Shen Lian was like delicious food. If the latter's expression could be a little more fearful, it would be great!

The hemp ghost stretched its head into the shop, and all the hemp ropes were wrapped around Shen Lian.

Shen Lian seemed to be unaffected at all. He forced himself to walk with difficulty despite the restraint of the hemp rope, and whispered something in the middle-aged man's ear.

"What if we use the skin of this monster to make a scabbard?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling, and subconsciously looked towards the statue of Zhong Kui in the corner. The statue was holding a bone whip, and under his feet were suppressed demons.

Shen Lian stared at the twine ghost with burning eyes.

The hemp ghost's facial features twisted as he realized that Shen Lian had the same idea, and even more malicious. This blood-eating person actually wanted to... actually wanted to eat him alive!!!

"Jie Jie Jie."

Shen Lian's blood and energy were unreserved, and the hemp rope that bound him immediately ignited a faint flame, and the tempering of the bones in his body finally came to an end.

[Bull Demon Bone Refining Technique (Perfect)]

[Do you want to consume 3 points to combine the Indestructible Bronze Body and the Bull Demon Bone Refining Skill?]

"determine."

The middle-aged man stared at Shen Lian, whose body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the muscles on his back formed a hideous ghost face.

"Zhong Kui? Zhong Kui!!!"

(End of this chapter)