No taboos

Chapter 168: No Secret Eavesdropping (asking for monthly tickets)
For those whose level is stuck and cannot be raised, it is as if they have heard the key content of their sect's practice, and they are very sure in their hearts that if they hear it clearly, they can be promoted to the next level.

After years of wasting time as a double-striped lieutenant, he felt like someone was talking behind his back, asking why he wasn't even a mountain-moving lieutenant. If he could listen carefully, he could find the crux of the matter.

Those who had doubts about their first wife seemed to hear a burst of flirting voices. The woman's voice sounded like his wife, and the man's voice... in any case, it was not his own.

The young Mu Ai heard his sweetheart talking about him with others.

All kinds of things.

But it all sounds ambiguous and not clear enough.

Some people feel that their ear holes are blocked, so they can't hear clearly, so they use their fingers to dig them out.

As he dug, he finally dug through the eardrum and dug out the white brain!
Some people pricked up their ears to hear more clearly.

A piece of black ghost thread floated out of the ear, spreading and growing, and soon it was five feet long. It wrapped around the head of a companion next to him and tried to pull it into the ear canal.

It was as if the ear hole was a terrifying monster mouth.

His companion screamed miserably, and finally his head was pulled off with a snap and went into his ear canal.

The ear hole was burst directly.

Snapped!
His head exploded!

Two headless corpses fell off the horses!

"Cover your ears!" Xu Yuan shouted, "No eavesdropping today!"

Xu Yuan's ears were also itchy just now, but his "no taboos" fate moved slightly, and his resistance to tricks increased, and he suddenly woke up.

But after Xu Yuan shouted, he found that no one reacted, as if they didn't hear it!
"It's bad!" Xu Yuan said inwardly, his mind racing, and he jumped to Jia Yi's side.

Jia Yi didn't know what he heard, but he tilted his head, pricked up one ear, and listened attentively...

Something strange slowly came out of my ear!
Xu Yuan spat into his palm with a "Pooh" sound, and the fire in his stomach suddenly started to burn.

The burning palm gave Jia Yi a crisp slap.

Snapped!
Those strange things were reduced to ashes.

Jia Yi suddenly shuddered and woke up, but there was still some clear stupidity in his eyes: "Sir, why did you hit me..."

"Today's ban: eavesdropping!" Xu Yuan shouted, "Tiger Sound, Leopard Sound, Thunder Sound! Any one of them, wake everyone up!"

Jia Yi broke out in a cold sweat and activated his own abilities without hesitation:

"Humph!"

The tiger and leopard sounded so loud that half of the people woke up.

Just like Jia Yi just now, he was still a little confused.

The remaining half were still listening with their ears perked up.

More and more things have been coming out of their ear holes...

Xu Yuan pushed Jia Yi and said, "Call them one by one!"

Jia Yi didn't dare to delay and quickly rushed to the nearest captain's ear and uttered a tiger-like sound: "Hmph!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of tigers and leopards continued to ring, and Jia Yi soon became exhausted and out of breath.

But in the end... there were still three people who could not be rescued.

Two people pick their ears and take out their brains.

A three-foot-long evil centipede crawled out of one of his ears and bit off his neck in one bite!

Xu Yuan sighed deeply. No one was sacrificed in the fight against the old ghosts in the village temple.

But now six of them are dead!
This is what it’s like to work in the Exorcism Bureau. You never know when a fatal disaster might strike.

Xu Yuan grabbed Qin Taichen and asked, "Can we rush out?"

"can."

Xu Yuan quickly urged his horse: "Follow me!"

The sword ball rose into the air. Xu Yuan, holding the reins in one hand and dragging the Yin-Yang Guillotine in the other, rushed out of the village first.

If there is an evil spirit blocking the way, chop it down first!

Shi Ba Ding shouted, "Brother Xu, I'll lead the way!"

Shi Bading had always wanted to repay Xu Yuan for his contributions.

He is a martial artist, so of course his riding skills are far better than Xu Yuan's.

He quickly passed Xu Yuan, galloped on his horse, and swung his sword in his hand to create huge sword flowers.

Suddenly, many crystal spider silks fell from the dark sky, and Shi Ba Ding crashed into them.

The spider silk wrapped around and stuck to it layer by layer, trying to wrap up the Shiba Ding and hang it up.

Only then did I see a huge headless spider dozens of feet in the sky.

On the round belly, there is a pale white face.

The huge spider legs moved quickly, wrapping the spider silk around the stone tripod and then pulling it up.

Shi Ba Ding let out a long roar: "You underestimate me too much!"

He swung his arm vigorously and slashed the sword in his hand towards the sky.

A gray-white three-meter sword shadow broke away from the sword body and split the headless spider into two halves with a swish!

Wu Mi: Sword Qi in the Box!

Shi Ba Ding shook his shoulders, like a king taking off his armor, and the spider silk wrapped around his body was shaken away.

Shi Ba Ding continued to ride forward without stopping for a moment.

The two halves of the headless spider fell down, and he had already run more than ten feet away.

Xu Yuan nodded secretly behind him: This is the strength of a seventh-rate martial artist.

If he didn't have such ability, why would He Youxing value him?
The team sped past, and everything in front and behind was pitch black.

Xu Yuan then asked Qin Taichen: "How big is the range of a sky leak?"

Qin Taichen lay on the saddle, bouncing around a lot: "Usually it's within a few dozen miles."

After replying, Qin Taichen suddenly saw a large tree flash by and hurriedly shouted, "We're running in the wrong direction! We should have turned left at that tree!"

Xu Yuan immediately shouted: "Inspector Shi——"

The team circled in front and turned left.

At this time, they had already run out of the village fields and left the canal, and everyone felt a little relieved.

Shi Bading, who was galloping on his horse, suddenly saw a hunchbacked old woman with a cane staggering in the darkness ahead, as if a fog had been cleared.

Shi Ba Ding snorted coldly: "I don't care what the hell you are!"

He squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, and the speed of the horse under his crotch increased again. However, the old woman was obviously walking very slowly, but she was always ten feet ahead of the team.

Behind Shi Ba Ding were already three or five martial arts captains with excellent riding skills, following him and forming the first echelon of the team.

These people also saw the old woman.

"Sir!" a captain shouted, "This evil spirit might have some tricks up its sleeve. We can't follow it any further. Let one of my men shoot it with an arrow to test it."

Shi Ba Ding roared, "What the hell are you trying to test? I don't care what evil spirit it is, I'll just go up and chop it down!"

After he shouted this, he stepped on the stirrups with both feet and soared into the air like a roc.

He jumped over the horse's head and landed on the ground in front, then strode towards the old woman.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Every step taken by the Seventh-Rate Martial Artist was accompanied by a loud thud like a drum.

The ground seemed to be shaking.

The old woman suddenly stopped, turned her head strangely, and faced the back with a sinister smile, "Why are you chasing me?"

It was a strange face covered with black, white and gray oil paint.

The corners of the eyes, wings of the nose, and corners of the mouth all give people a feeling of sinking.

When those martial arts captains saw this face, their entire consciousness followed suit, sinking endlessly into the vortex of black, white and gray...

What are we chasing her for?
I do not know!

I do not know!

I do not know……

I became more and more confused, and as my consciousness sank, I was absorbed into the vortex of black, white and grey oil paint!
They forgot why they were chasing, who they were, and that there were dangers in the world...

Several captains staggered and fell off their horses.

The ground beneath them had turned into a greasy black, white and gray color!
The three men fell in, the oil swirled, and the three men slowly sank.

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Chapter 169: Funeral Gang

Shi Ba Ding held the sword in both hands and raised it high above his head.

Each stride is two meters.

Behind him, the black, white and gray grease was spreading rapidly and was about to catch up with Shi Ba Ding.

But Shi Ba Ding had already rushed to the front of the strange-faced old woman like thunder.

"Hey!" He shouted and slashed down with his sword.

The old woman's strange face was twisted into a ball under the sword, showing extreme fear.

It raised its crutch as if to resist.

But the crutch broke into two pieces with a snap.

The greatsword continued to chop down, splitting the old woman in half with one strike.

"what--"

The old woman let out a scream.

No blood flowed out of the body that was split in two.

The two halves of the body softened and turned into two lumps of oily mud, black, white and gray.

It was not until this time that Shi Ba Ding's mount caught up.

Shi Ba Ding spun in the air like a scallion on dry land, landed steadily on the saddle, and urged the horse to continue galloping.

The two lumps of oily mud gradually became hard.

The black, white and gray greasy area on the ground also disappeared.

The captains, who had already sunk halfway into the oil, suddenly woke up and found themselves half buried in the soil!
"Ah!" They cried out in fear, and struggled to pull themselves out of the mud.

Shi Ba Ding didn't care at all and just rushed forward.

It was as if... once he started the charge, he would move forward without looking back.

Xu Yuan and his men followed. A captain leaned over from his horse's back, grabbed his colleague on the ground, and used the horse's power to bring the man out.

I don’t know if it was Shi Ba Ding’s aura that scared off those covetous people in the darkness, but after running for more than ten miles, no other evil spirits came out to cause trouble.

Martial artists have this advantage. The bloody and evil aura on them is a terrifying aura in the eyes of evil spirits.

The evil spirit will assess itself carefully and won't dare to cause trouble unless it is absolutely sure of its own outcome.

Unless it's a very crazy one...

Xu Yuan was just thinking about it when suddenly a "hmm--" sound of erhu was heard in the darkness.

The horse under Shi Ba Ding's crotch inexplicably had its two front legs tangled together.

Boom!

The horse fell and threw the stone tripod out.

Shi Ba Ding spread his arms, glided at low altitude like an eagle, and landed steadily on the ground with his feet.

The sword in his hand just rose up.

"Hmm..."

Out of nowhere, another erhu sounded, and Shi Bading's legs went limp, and he fell to his knees on the ground with a thud!

"What the hell is this!?" Shi Ba Ding was furious, and he exerted force with his legs and suddenly jumped into the air.

But the moment he landed, the erhu sounded again!
"Plop!" Shi Ba Ding knelt on the ground again...

This time it was very heavy, with both knees sinking three inches into the ground!
The team behind was in even greater chaos.

When the second erhu sounded, the horses under everyone's crotch could no longer walk.

Trip yourself over.

There was a loud bang and they fell down in a mess.

Shi Ba Ding was kneeling at the front, his eyes almost popping out of his head in anger, roaring and yelling: "Ahhhh——"

As a martial artist, what he fears most is this kind of evil spirit that disappears without a trace and hurts people with tricks.

Shi Ba Ding quickly searched the surroundings, but it was pitch black and he could not see anything except the light of the torch.

Shi Ba Ding really wanted to rush into the darkness with a sword and pull out the evil spirit that had shot an arrow at people.

But he didn't dare to stand up.

If I stand up, I'm afraid I'll be greeted by another erhu sound.

Shi Ba Ding's eyes rolled: This trick seems to be aimed at the "legs".

He suddenly pulled his body upwards, and his whole body flew up with a whoosh, then flipped in the air.

Above and below the head, a big hand pressed firmly on the ground, and the other hand held a sword.

Handstand!

The arm pressing on the ground bent and stretched, and rushed into the darkness as if jumping on one leg.

The seventh-rate martial artist had an extremely strong body. He could use his hands as feet and jump two meters at a very fast speed.

The erhu sound did not appear.

But then there was a clang of cymbals.

Shi Ba Ding suddenly felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and it was as if a thunder had exploded in his head, making a clanging sound.

His hands went limp and he fell heavily to the ground. It took him a while to recover.

The blurred vision finally recovered slowly, but I felt something under my nose. When I touched it with my hand, it was covered in blood!

Shi Ba Ding propped himself up and sat up, realizing that there was someone standing next to him.

"Xu, Brother Xu..."

Xu Yuan bent his knees and half-knelt beside Shi Ba Ding, saying in a deep voice, "Inspector Shi, take a break. Leave the rest to me."

Xu Yuan's hand had already grasped the Yin-Yang Guillotine.

Close your left eye.

The boundless darkness around him suddenly took on a bright but dull color in Xu Yuan's eyes.

A mourning hall was built in the center.

White cloth, white flowers, white flags.

There was a coffin placed under the mourning hall, but it was painted bright red.

All kinds of things are neatly placed in private: paper houses, paper people, paper horses, paper cars, paper cows, paper sheep, etc.

The painting is colorful.

Everything is dead and motionless.

But only around the coffin, a few musical instruments such as gongs, drums, suona, erhu, and cymbals were floating in the air, as if they were controlled by something.

Behind Xu Yuan, everyone from the Extermination of Impurities Division also climbed up.

The erhu seemed to have received some instructions, and with a rather pretentious gesture, the bow suddenly pulled, and then it moved back and forth on the strings in short and rapid strokes:
Hmm, squeak, squeak, squeak...

This time everyone fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

Then the erhu took over the class leisurely.

The cymbals rose up and slammed loudly.

"Qiang!"

Not only were the people unable to get up, but blood also flowed from their nostrils just like Shi Ba Ding.

This is a funeral gang.

After the cymbals rang cheerfully "clang, clang, clang" four or five times in a row, they were pressed down one by one.

The cymbals were still ringing just now, and the gongs and drums had already joined in.

"Bang, bang, bang—, bang, bang, bang—"

Everyone in the Extermination of Filth Division, including Shi Ba Ding who was beside Xu Yuan, began to swell up all over!

Fine blood vessels emerge in the eyeballs and under the skin.

Xu Yuan guessed that when the suona sounded for the last time, it would send everyone away completely!

whoosh-

The sword ball flew straight towards the big drum.

Clang!

The cymbal suddenly opened and closed, and the sword ball was directly caught in it!
Xu Yuan also lost his perception of the sword ball!
This was the first time that Xu Yuan lost control of the sword ball at such a close distance!
Xu Yuan was a little shocked, but the funeral gang was even more shocked!
Although Gong Cymbal closed his sword, he also realized one thing: Can this person see us?
Then all the musical instruments turned towards Xu Yuan together.

At the same time, all the paper figures turned towards Xu Yuan.

Only the bright red lacquered coffin seemed to be the slowest and was the last to turn around.

Xu Yuan was extremely solemn. He raised his hand to release the carriage and fastened it to himself.

He leaned against the carriage, dragged the knife, and crawled towards the funeral group little by little.

Xu Yuan was not pretending. The gongs and drums kept beating, and his "no taboos" rule could not completely exempt him.

This funeral gang is no small matter!

(End of this chapter)