Catching Monsters

Chapter 11: Fighting in the Air (Part )

Qian Buchou knelt on the ground, coughing constantly, greedily, and breathing in the turbid air in the prison in big gulps.

He had never felt that breathing was such a pleasant experience.

Jiang Yun squatted beside him with a heavy expression.

"Brother, what's going on?" Qian Buchou asked hurriedly after catching his breath, "Just now I..."

"Someone wants to kill us." Jiang Yun paused and said slowly: "I have a way to deal with it, but it will be hard for you, brother."

"It's good to have a way, it's good to have a way." He breathed a sigh of relief, no longer worried about money.

But after hearing Jiang Yun's last words, he felt something was wrong, and he asked curiously, "What do you mean by 'I am suffering?'"

"That person might want to cast a spell through the air and kill us." Jiang Yun squatted on the ground and placed the things in the cloth bag one by one.

Chicken blood, ink fountain, glutinous rice, century-old wooden stick, chopsticks, kitchen knife...

"If I want to fight her from a distance, I need a medium."

Qian Buchou had never heard of this term: "What is medium?"

“You are the medium.”

After Jiang Yun finished speaking, he took out the chicken blood and smeared it on both sides of his temples.

In an instant, in the cold little house, the straw man representing Jiang Yun fell on the table. Seeing this, the old woman hurriedly pinched her fingers and cast a spell: "Get up! Get up!"

But the straw man lying on the table didn't move at all.

On the table, the only thing left was the straw man representing Qian Buchou.

The old woman had a cold look in her eyes and she limped to her feet. There was a black jar in the room.

She opened the lid and saw countless maggots wriggling inside.

She stretched out her fingers, picked up one, returned to the table, and crushed the maggot. The splashing juice sprayed on the straw man of Qian Buchou.

……

In prison, Qian Buchou was still thinking about what the medium was, when suddenly, he felt something was wrong with his body.

"Itchy, so itchy." Qian Buchou felt as if there were countless bugs inside his skin, drilling around, and he scratched his skin hard.

I wish I could tear the skin apart and catch the bugs inside.

"Brother, brother, it's happening again, help me."

Jiang Yun saw this scene and asked: "Insect Gu technique?"

He hurriedly took out chopsticks: “Don’t grab the skin, bite the chopsticks.”

Then, he hurriedly took out a piece of white paper, wrote a spell on it, and began to recite: "The Supreme One responds to the situation, and responds to it without stopping. Brighten the evil and bind the demons, and the world will be clear and bright."

He injected the limited magic power in his body into the talisman paper, and then threw it into Qian Buchou's mouth.

In an instant, the talisman paper began to burn in Qian Buchou's mouth.

Qian Buchou's eyes widened, and he was about to spit out the talisman paper, but Jiang Yun pinched his jaw and said, "Don't spit it out. This is the Yang Fire, which only hurts monsters, not humans."

Qian Buchou didn't dare to move. There was fire burning in his mouth, but he didn't dare to make any move.

Soon, he felt that everything in his body was gathering inside his body and then going down his throat.

"Wow."

"Wow."

Qian Buchou kept vomiting and vomited so much bile that it almost came out.

What was vomited out turned out to be maggots.

The maggots wriggled on the ground for a moment, then turned black and died.

"Brother, I can't stand it anymore, I can't stand it anymore." Qian Buchou waved his hands repeatedly. He looked at the rooster blood on Jiang Yun's forehead and said, "Give me some chicken blood too."

"Brother, I can't stand it anymore."

Seeing this, Jiang Yun lowered his head and prepared, saying, "Push it again, otherwise, I can't deal with it."

"I……"

At this moment, in the cold little house, the old woman had a sneer on her face: "You do have some tricks. I want to see what you will do next."

After saying that, the old woman reached out, picked up the little figurine of never worrying about money, and started waving it around and playing with it.

……

Just as Jiang Yun lowered his head to prepare, suddenly, Qian Buchou swung a fist at him.

Fortunately, Jiang Yun dodged quickly, but then Qian Buchou punched him again and again.

"Brother, my body is controlled by someone. It's not that I want to beat you up."

Qian Buchou said this while waving his fists and attacking Jiang Yun.

But I don't have to worry about money, which makes me feel secretly happy. Why should I suffer?

After Jiang Yun was hit by two punches, he felt better.

"Brother, be careful, my fist is very hard!"

Jiang Yun hid aside, controlling Qian Buchou's people. Obviously, he couldn't see the situation inside the prison and could only make a rough estimate.

At this time, Qian Buchou was controlled and walked past Jiang Yun, came to the wall, and punched the wall again and again. "Brother, help me."

Qian Buchou kept shouting, his body was controlled, but he could still feel the pain.

Watching his fist smashing against the stone wall, Jiang Yun couldn't help but sigh: "Captain Qian, your fist is really hard enough. If you keep hitting, the stone wall will crack."

Qian Buchou said anxiously: "If you keep fighting like this, my hand will be broken."

Suddenly, he turned around abruptly, his fist already covered in blood, and then he swung it at Jiang Yun again.

Qian Buchou hurriedly shouted: "Brother Jiang, be careful."

Jiang Yun kept dodging and looking for opportunities. His physical fitness was not very good, so he didn't dare to take Qian Buchou's punch head-on.

The wall over there is about to crack.

This guy's fist is really hard!
"Brother, why don't you find a way to break this evil spell for me."

"No hurry." Jiang Yun shook his head and observed Qian Buchou: "Wait!"

I don't worry about money, but I am sad.

In the cold little house, the old woman was having fun, making a straw man and waving it around.

After playing for a while without any results, I gradually lost my patience.

"It's boring, never mind, it's time to end it."

After the old woman finished speaking, she gently picked up the straw man with both hands and tore it apart with all her strength. However, the straw man was very tough. The old woman held her breath and tried hard to tear the straw man apart.

At the same time, Qian Buyou, who was in prison, felt as if his body was about to be torn apart: "Brother, I have a new situation!"

"It hurts. It hurts so much. It feels like someone is pulling me and trying to tear me in two."

Soon, Qian Buchou was speechless and veins bulged all over his body.

"Wait." Jiang Yun took a deep breath and clenched his teeth.

"It hurts, man, it hurts."

"Wait!"

Qian Buchou felt that he might not survive, so he closed his eyes and left his last words:

"Brother, remember to bring the silver in my house back to my family."

"Let them divide it."

"Don't give the fourth brother your share of money. That slut is not a faithful wife. She hooked up with other men and secretly met with her lover. Do you think I don't know?"

"But I stole her away from her. She was secretly meeting her childhood sweetheart. I am kindhearted and cannot bear to expose her."

"Don't give Laoliu the money yet. Do you think the child she gave birth to for me will look like me when he grows up?"

"If it's like it, give me more money."

"..."

Listening to Qian Buchou's last words, Jiang Yun broke out in cold sweat. If he didn't take action, he would probably really die!
But if we act now...

Finally, a black gas appeared on Qian Buchou's neck.

The opportunity is coming!

In Jiang Yun's hand, he had already folded a paper man. He placed the paper man on Qian Buchou's forehead and recited, "The Supreme Leader responds to changes without stopping. He drives away evil spirits and binds demons, protecting lives and bodies."

The little magic power in the body is injected into the paper man.

In a cold little house.

"This guy is in really good health." The old woman opened her teeth and bit the straw man's neck.

I want to bite off the straw man's neck in one bite.

But as soon as her teeth touched the straw man, suddenly, a strange force emerged from the straw man and spread throughout her body.

For a moment, she was holding the straw man in her mouth, unable to move.

Her pupils shrank slightly, and she thought to herself that something was wrong. She was being controlled by the other party!

"Hiss, I thought I was really going to die in this damn place."

Qian Buchou was lying on the ground, and slowly sat up. He was about to complain to Jiang Yun why he didn't save him.

But he saw Jiang Yun holding a paper figure in his hand: "What is this?"

Jiang Yun did not answer Qian Buchou's question, but wiped the sweat from his forehead, stared at the paper figurine in his hand and said, "You had a lot of fun just now, right?"

"Next, it's my turn to play."

　Many readers said that Xiaojiu’s new book only published a few dozen chapters.

　　There is a process for new books on Qidian. It is impossible to update too much.

　　It is even more impossible to have dozens of chapters at the beginning of a book.

　　Other people’s new books are basically around 6,000 words, and the number of words I update every day is basically around 7,000 to 8,000.

　　It’s really not a small amount.

　　I'll give it a good reveal to everyone when it's on the shelves.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)