Chapter 75 The Great Distinguish the Demon Curse

Easily get rid of the two domestic slaves guarding the entrance of the dungeon, Bai Niao Chong and Nancy entered the dungeon. Stone-paved passages extend underground, and pine oil lamps are lit above the two walls. The oil fume is not very strong, but the smell of pine nuts is very strong.

Before he reached the bottom of the dungeon, Bai Niao Chong had already heard the sound of the jailer beating people with a leather whip and the sound of the prisoner wailing. The smell and sound in the dungeon made his heart heavy, and he couldn't help thinking about something about Langshishan Prison. It was a memory that he couldn't forget and was painful.

The bottom of the dungeon is not wide. There are five cells for prisoners on each side of a passage, which is very narrow. A middle-aged man was hanging on a wooden frame, and a jailer beat him hard with a whip. A jailer drank a little wine and looked at it gloatingly. The young man had fainted, but the whip did not stop, and the jailer still beat him with hatred. The sound of crackling echoed in the dungeon, cutting the flesh and blood every time.

Peeping in from the inner door into the dungeon, Bai Niao Chong found that although there were ten cells in the dungeon, only two people were locked, one was the young man who was hung on the wooden frame and beaten, and the other was a girl who was 17 or 18 years old. She leaned tightly against the thick wooden fence and watched the jailer rape. She kept telling the jailer to stop. Maybe she was so worried about the man's safety that tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Bai Niao Chong's eyes also fell on her and couldn't move away at the moment.

The face is like a goose egg, and the eyes are like two pools of cold water in late autumn, clear and bright. The skin is whiter and more tender than ice and snow, and it is crystal clear. The neck is slender and weak, but a pair of saints are tall and straight, giving people a sudden feeling. The slender waist is able to hold, and it is also very weak. The buttocks are plump and upturned, shaped like a full moon. She is a little shorter than Nancy, but her legs give people a very slender and wonderful feeling.

"Is she... Meng Zhi?" Bai Niao thought to himself, "No wonder that Lin Haotian wants to force marriage. It is difficult for a man to resist her beauty of such a beautiful woman."

Nancy looked at the hundred birds with dissatisfaction and didn't say anything, but her eyes had revealed all the meaning she wanted to say in her heart, a pervert.

However, Bai Niaochong did not have a trace of obscene thoughts in his heart. In his eyes, there was a faint smell of not eating the world's fireworks. In this way, she looks very holy and makes people unable to have the idea of blasphemy, but they want to get close to her.

"Please don't hit him, I..." Meng Zhi was almost about to cry.

The jailer who whipped people stopped and said with a smile, "Why, have you changed your mind? As long as you nod and marry our son, the life of this third-class bachelor can be saved. It's a great merit. Aren't you learning Taoism? You should know this truth.

"Third-class bachelor?" Bai Niaochong's eyes fell on the young man's bloody face again, and he suddenly found that the young man, who had been half beaten to death, was somewhat similar to the third-class bachelor he met on the ferry in the daytime. Just now, because he lowered his head and his face was stained with blood, he didn't recognize it for a while.

However, the jailer actually said that the girl Mengzhi was learning Tao, and Bai Niao Chong couldn't believe it.

"Liu Shiyu is innocent. According to the law of Taiming, even the lord of a city has no right to whip a third-class bachelor like this. How can you do this to him?" Meng Zhiyi said solemnly.

"Hahaha... Taiming Law? The mountain is high and the emperor is far away. My master is the law, and my son is also the law! Just accept your fate. In a quick sentence, do you agree or not, or I will kill this unlucky man immediately!" The jailer raised the bloody whip in his hand fiercely.

"I..." Meng Zhi's tears flowed more urgently. She would rather die than marry someone like Lin Haotian. Even when Lin Haotian said he would burn her to death, she was not afraid. But now, an innocent bachelor will lose his precious life because of one of her decisions, which is unacceptable to her.

"Are you kidding me? Humph!" The impatient jailer suddenly shook his hand, threw the whip up, and then pulled it to Liu Shiyu, a third-class bachelor.

The flying whip has a huge force, bringing the sound of cutting the wind when flying in the air, but it suddenly stopped in mid-air and could not pull to Liu Shiyu on the wooden frame.

The jailer suddenly turned his head. He was surprised to find that the handle of the whip was in his hand, but the whip was in the hand of a teenager. The young man's hand was like an iron pliers firmly clamped between the whip. No matter how hard he pulled it, the straight whip did not move.

"Who are you!" Another drinking jailer panicked and grabbed the knife on the table.

Nancy leaped and rushed directly to the jailer who grabbed the knife.

Hang, Hag! The two drew knives at the same time. But the jailer's knife just pulled half out of the scabbard, and Nancy's moon had already cut his neck, and Nancy's moon knife returned to the scabbard in the next moment.

Passing by, Nancy stood smoothly behind the table. The jailer's body slowly fell down, and his head rolled down from his neck when his body tilted to a certain extent, and rolled several steps away. The scarlet blood spewed from his broken neck, above the table, like a bright red fountain, which was strange and the beauty of death.

"How dare you..." Fear had invaded his whole body and mind, but the jailer with the whip still habitually wanted to carry out his master, making the two people in front of him afraid. However, as soon as his words reached his mouth, Bai Niao Chong's hand suddenly pulled back, and his body was immediately pulled off the ground and flew up.

His feet suddenly stepped on the ground, and his body shot like an arrow, and he collided with the jailer in an instant. At that moment, Bai Niao Chong's right fist suddenly hit the jailer's heart with the power of opening the mountain and cracking stone.

Ghost fist, angry arrow.

With one punch, the whole chest of the jailer was sunken. Blood spewed out of his mouth and a red arc flew out of the air. His body scratched in the air, hit a stone wall heavily, and then fell to the ground. He lay down many times in his life, but this was the last time that he could never get up again.

There is no superfluous word. Bai Niao Chong and Nancy have each solved their own goals. The two of them are killing people now, and they already have a tacit understanding.

Bainiao Chong and Nancy feel relaxed, but the same thing is another feeling for Meng Zhi. She stared at Bai Niao Chong and Nancy in horror. She killed so fiercely and decisively that she couldn't see a trace of emotional fluctuation from Bai Niao Chong and Nancy!

There is no hatred, or even no reason. There is no hesitation in killing people without any hesitation. They are clean and ruthless. Who are these two people? This is something she can't help but guess.

"Are you Meng Zhi?" Hundreds of birds rushed to her cell and walked over.

Meng Zhi nodded, "You are..."

"You don't need to know who we are. I'll open this cage now. Go out the back door. Your mother is in the alley." Hundreds of birds broke the chain on the fence with a ghost.

Meng Zhi did not come out immediately, but took a step back and said quickly, "The road is far away, and the light is added. If I am the emperor, I will look at your shape, smell your taste, and distinguish your color... appear!"

This is the demon-distinguishing spell in the Taoist Taishang Heart Sutra.

The demon-identification spell injected with the power of faith makes Bai Niaochong have a headache, irritable and panicked. This feeling is the same as when he heard Yuan Ziyan recite Buddhist scriptures in Langshishan Prison. Just under the chanting of Mengzhi, he suddenly found a black gas emerging from his body, which vaguely formed a human form. Black skin, red hair, green eyes, holding a huge axe. It's extremely weird!

Black skin, red hair, green eyes, ferocious and ugly appearance, this is the characteristic of Rasha evil spirits!

Heavenly warriors who practice different heavenly martial arts will get different martial souls, and ghost refiners who practice ghost martial arts will also get possessed ghost martial souls. The ghosts and martial souls obtained by different ghost martial arts are naturally different. Hundreds of birds rush to practice ghost boxing, and the ghosts and martial souls obtained are such ferocious Rasha evil spirits, which even he himself can't think of!

Rasha evil ghost, cannibalism, can fly to the sky, can quickly go underground, is the evil ghost told in the Buddhist scriptures, and is also a jailer guarding hell.

The ghost martial arts left by Grandpa come from the era of fierce ghosts more than 2,000 years ago. However, what kind of ghost martial arts is it? This is a problem that has been bothering him for a long time. In addition, he can't understand that with his current ghost cultivation in the beginning of the ghost village, he has no ability to condense the ghost martial soul at all. Why does Mengzhi recite the demon-recognizing spell in the Taoist Taishang Heart Sutra make him appear ghost martial souls?

The demon-identification spell injected into the power of Taoist faith continues. Mengzhi's voice is ethereal, as if she is talking outside the sky, and the woman seems to be saying it in the nine secluded hell, and it seems to be whispering in her ear.

Under the same demon curse, Nancy was not spared. Mengzhi's power of Taoist belief still has an impact on her that cannot be ignored. Her face is full of pain, and her body and spirit are very uncomfortable.

Identifying the demon spell can make the ghost soldiers released from the world of ghost refining appear in their original shape, and it can also make the demons of the yin and yang worlds show their original shape. Nancy is the body of the living dead, and her body is her original shape. At this moment, a black fog appears around her body, which wraps around her, and the smell of death is very strong. Her ghost also appeared immeasurably, hidden in the black fog of death. Full moon-like face, plump big, slender bee waist, beautiful discharge. Her buttocks and a pair of elastic legs, even ghosts, are the same as herself, with a huge childlike face. Breasts are extremely hot.

A ferocious Rasha evil ghost, a half-dead and half-living charming female ghost, appeared at the same time, and the temperature in the dungeon suddenly dropped, and the ice was frozen to the extreme. All the vitality and temperature have been driven away, and even the light of the oil lamp seems to be imprisoned, unable to dispel the diffuse black fog.

"You..." After reciting the demon-seeing spell of the Taishang Heart Sutra, when you see the truth, there is no blood on the jade nightmare of the dream, and there is nothing but also fear in the eyes.

"Damn! How dare you let the girl and I show my true form--" The whole body was shocked, and the innate power leaked out, shaking the power of Taoist beliefs entangled around me to pieces. The black fog on Nancy's body then subsided, and the flame came out of the sheath in an instant. She took off her hand and shot at Mengzhi.

Three knives flow, eagle fly.