Zongman: Daily Exorcism, Eight Wonders Rewarded at the Beginning

Naturally, he could not escape the sight of anything that suddenly appeared on the wall.

Chi Feicheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly paintings appeared on the walls on both sides of the corridor.

If you count them carefully, there are at least dozens of them.

Those glass-framed paintings are all oil paintings full of horror.

There was a pale human head, and underneath it was something that had condensed into blood clots.

There was a woman kneeling by the river, her long black hair entangled with a child soaking in the water.

There was a boy lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by dark shadows standing by his bed, waiting for him to die.

There was also a man whose face could not be seen clearly, with hands made of sharp objects such as scalpels and scissors.

Based on these alone, Chi Feicheng could not determine the ghost's attack method.

But according to common sense, the power of the weird in the den of ghosts must increase exponentially.

"Be careful and try not to look at those paintings~"

Chi Feicheng turned around and reminded him.

Being able to unfold the ghost cave means it is at least level one weird.

However, he prefers the special grade because this ghost's domain is not weak.

Chi Feicheng is not afraid of being affected.

It's okay to stare at these paintings all day long.

But Hikigaya Hachiman and Zaimokuza Yoshiteru cannot do that.

Two ordinary people might lose their minds if they looked at it for a while longer.

Hikigaya shrank back and lowered his head subconsciously.

After all, I have experienced strange events and know that ghosts can use strange methods.

But Zaimokuza Yoshiteru didn't know.

Suffering from the "second-year syndrome", he is interested in everything around him.

At this moment, he was staring at the woman kneeling by the river in a daze.

It's not that I'm attracted by your beauty.

The woman's black hair had been twisted into a braid, completely blocking her face so that nothing could be seen.

Zaimokuza Yoshiteru just felt that there was an indescribable sense of incongruity in this painting.

It clearly looks like the woman in the painting wants to save the little boy who fell into the river.

But the latter's face showed an expression of extreme fear.

It seemed as if he was extremely reluctant to be pulled ashore by the woman.

Zaimokuza Yoshiteru was mesmerized.

My consciousness suddenly became blurred for a moment.

Wait until he comes back to his senses.

I found myself soaking in water.

When he raised his hands, he was horrified to find that his hands had become smaller and he looked only six or seven years old.

Oops, I've been shrunk! ?

This was Zaimokuza Yoshiki's first reaction.

But he soon realized something was wrong.

Even if he looks like he's six or seven years old.

The hands are not so slender.

Yes!

Zaimokuza Yoshiteru used to be a little fat boy.

As a senior second dimension.

He quickly realized his situation.

He, Zaimokuza Yoshiki, has now entered the painting and become the little boy inside.

In other words, his soul possessed the little boy in the painting.

"..."

Zaimokuza Yoshiki was in a very difficult situation and had no idea what to do.

The next second, a huge force came from the black hair entangled in his body, trying to drag him ashore.

Somehow, Zaimokuza Yoshiki remembered how he felt when he first saw this painting.

Absolutely, absolutely not let this woman with pigtails drag him up there.

Struggle, struggle with all your might!

Zaimokuza Yoshiki used all his strength and started an unequal tug-of-war with his opponent with his weak power.

But, it’s no use…

The obvious disparity in strength cannot be won by relying on willpower alone.

Zaimokuza Yoshiki could only watch himself getting closer and closer to the woman on the shore.

Almost in the blink of an eye, his body was pulled out of the water.

Suddenly, the black hair covering the front of the woman's face suddenly opened up, revealing a circle of densely packed black and red sharp teeth.

It was a bit like the snail's teeth in a picture he had seen before. This scene was not very friendly to people with trypophobia.

Zaimokuza Yoshiteru was frightened.

At this moment, I even forgot to scream.

Although he didn't know whether he could make a sound in the painting.

Suddenly!

A golden light came into view.

Like a laser falling from the sky.

It pierced the black-haired woman's head in an instant.

"Pfft~"

There was a sound like bubbles bursting in my ears.

Zaimokuza Yoshiki finally regained consciousness and returned to his body.

"This is?"

"Stop being in a daze and thank Chi Sang for saving your life."

Hikigaya Hachiman patted Zaimokuza's shoulder and warned him, "Be sure to listen to Ike-san and stop looking at these weird paintings."

In fact, Hikigaya was also shocked just now.

He watched with his own eyes as Zaimokuza's soul entered the little boy's skull.

The weird scene really makes one's scalp tingle.

"Chi, Chi Sang, I am deeply grateful for your kindness."

Zaimokuza Yoshiteru quickly bowed and performed an ancient samurai salute.

[Exorcism successful, weirdness points +1300! ]

Chi Feicheng simply ignored Zaimokuza Yoshiki's admiring gaze.

Now his attention

They have all been placed on top of the oil paintings on both sides of the corridor.

A system prompt sound suddenly rang in my mind.

It’s definitely not because the owner of the ghost den was eliminated.

One thousand three hundred points.

Obviously not worthy of the other party's worth.

In other words, there is a ghost living in every painting here?

Chi Feicheng smiled.

If it was such a big gift, he would not be polite.

A golden talisman took shape in the void.

In an instant, it transformed into countless streams of light and rushed towards the oil paintings on both sides at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"Puff puff……"

A series of bubbles bursting sounds echoed throughout the corridor.

So~

Under Zaimokuza Yoshiki's shocked gaze.

The oil paintings were burned by fire and turned into ashes.

Take a personal tour of (Qian Qian’s) paintings.

Zaimokuza Yoshiteru was well aware of the horror of the monsters inside.

The opponent's strength is definitely not something that ordinary people can contend with.

Anyway, he had used all his strength and extraordinary willpower, but he was still almost eaten by the female ghost.

But the peer in front of him just drew a talisman in the air and instantly killed dozens of ghosts like the black-haired girl.

immortal!

The person in front of me is definitely the legendary god.

Zaimokuza Yoshiki's dream is to become a novelist.

I usually like to read online novels, comics and light novels.

So I recognized at a glance that what Chi Feicheng was drawing was an oriental talisman.

According to what people say over there, if this isn’t a god, then what is it?

"Master Chi, please teach me how to cultivate immortality!"

Zaimokuza Yoshiteru knelt down in the very standard dogeza posture.

I write novels just because I yearn for the powerful characters in them.

Now that the real master is right in front of you, why are you still writing such a stupid novel?

As long as you can have a great immortal as your teacher, flying into the sky and hiding in the ground will no longer be a dream.

Zaimokuza Yoshiki knelt firmly, looking up at Chi Feicheng with eyes filled with a desire for the occult.

[Chapter 188] Could it be that the Taoist has the physique of the god of death, and trouble happens wherever he goes?

Chi Feicheng: (⊙o⊙)…

Hikigaya: o((⊙﹏⊙))o!

Zaimokuza Yoshiki's sudden appearance at the Dogeza position completely caught the two of them off guard.

In fact, Hikigaya Hachiman had long wanted to learn exorcism from Chi Feicheng.

As the strange things resurrect, the world becomes more and more dangerous.

Ordinary people have almost no chance of winning against the weird.

He also wanted to have the power to protect his family.