The goddess pointed her hand, and a cloud of black mist rushed towards her, and many hideous and painful faces were faintly visible in the fog.
This is the killer feature of the goddess, called "Ghost Fog", which collects strong yin energy and resentment, and is usually collected by her in an urn, buried in the ground to absorb yin energy, and will not be used until the critical time. And this ghost fog has no wisdom, only resentment, which is extremely difficult to control, and it will backlash if you are not careful.
Today, seeing Li Qingshan's menacing, he hurriedly opened it, but the power of this ghost fog is also extraordinary, ordinary creatures are enveloped by this ghost fog, and they immediately fall to the ground and don't know it, and the most vicious thing is that this ghost fog is between virtual and real, and ordinary people can't see it at all.
If it weren't for Li Qingshan's eyes had already opened his eyes, he would have been on the road this time, and the effect of penance these days would have been revealed, and his body was tilted, avoiding the ghost mist, and rushing straight to the goddess.
The goddess didn't expect that Li Qingshan could see the ghost mist, so she panicked and quickly shook a bronze bell: "Xiao An Xiao An!" Give grandma out and kill him!" "
The child named "Xiao An" squatted in the corner, his face full of pain, but he held his head motionless.
Saying that it was too late, Li Qingshan used the "bull demon to step on the ground", stepped on the ground heavily, leaving a deep footprint, flew up, and slashed down with a knife.
The cold light suddenly appeared, blood splattered, and the goddess grabbed the bronze bell's thin hand like chicken feet, and Li Qingshan cut off her wrist alive.
Before Li Qingshan could test the results of his knife, he felt the yin energy behind him, and the ghost fog smelled the breath of a stranger, like a beast that smelled blood, and was driven by resentment to pounce on it.
Li Qingshan didn't dare to stop, and rushed forward, but felt that the ghost mist did not catch up, and heard a miserable scream behind him, and turned around to see the ghost mist shrouded the goddess, gnawing and biting on her body.
This change was not expected even by Li Qingshan.
It turned out that the goddess lost control of the ghost fog under severe pain and was immediately backlashed.
Grievances have their heads, and debtors have their owners.
The goddess, the initiator, finally reaped the fruit of her own life, twisting her whole body, and her flesh and blood withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Li Qingshan looked at it with joy in his chest and laughed.
There may have been a trace of compassion and sympathy in his heart, but he forced it down because he felt ashamed. In the face of innocent suffering children, he was willing to cry and shed tears. And for such a person who is inferior to a beast, he wants to extinguish all sympathy and laugh at the sky.
The courtyard wall outside the house was originally full of people, looking into the house, the villagers became curious, the three fierce people couldn't stop it at all, they could only let them do this, just occupy the best viewing seat at the main entrance.
Seeing Li Qingshan step into the door, he flew up and cut off the god's hand with a knife, and then the goddess fell to the ground and wailed in pain, and in this cry of pain, Li Qingshan's laughter was like a madman, frightening everyone.
Many people were so frightened that they fell off the wall, and the three splashes also fell to the ground with weak legs, thinking that they had ridiculed and insulted him at the beginning, and they felt extremely remorseful, such a character, how could they provoke it.
Li Qingshan only saw that the ghost fog was gradually dispersing, and once the resentment was released, it would be over. And the goddess was lying on the ground, dying, not dead, but obviously not far from death. Guess what kind of exercises she has practiced to support it.
The goddess stretched out the only remaining chicken foot and looked at the child in the corner, as if pleading and resentful, and shouted: "Xiao An Xiao An!" "
Xiao An looked at her blankly and fearfully, and Li Qingshan said: "I'll give you a ride!" The thick-backed steel knife in his hand was inserted downwards.
Steward Liu and Village Chief Li rushed to get the news, and when they saw this scene, they didn't have time to shout "leave people under the knife", the goddess died, they looked at each other, and each broke out in a cold sweat, remembering that the goddess had also said wildly the day before, saying that Li Qingshan's life was not long in coming, and he gave his life today.
I'm even more glad that I didn't force Li Qingshan that day, otherwise I wouldn't be able to say what the result would be.
This is the second time Li Qingshan has killed someone, compared to the first time he panicked in the dark, this time in broad daylight, he seemed very calm, and the progress was so great that even he himself was a little surprised, thinking: "Could it be that I was aroused by the demonic nature in my heart by that "Bull Demon Power Fist", or is this my true face? "
In the modern society that was upside down and confusing in the previous life, I don't know how many people's true temperament could not be stretched, and they could only go with the flow and live in accordance with current events, not to mention adults in their thirties and forties, even teenagers, and without blood and ambition, he was just one of the many living beings, no different from ordinary people.
And the life and death changes that experienced through reincarnation aroused the pride in his chest, and he refused to live this life mediocrely, but he was suppressed by the hard life of this small mountain village for fifteen years, and finally got this opportunity.
Li Qingshan restrained his smile, turned around and said, "Don't panic, this old thief deserves to be punished, and I want you to administer justice." "
You break into the house and kill people in broad daylight, and you want us to administer justice. These words only swirled in the hearts of the two of them, and naturally no one dared to say them.
Suddenly one day, he rushed out of the crowd and came to Li Qingshan, bowed his head three times, and raised his head: "I killed the person, it has nothing to do with Erlang!" This old demon woman caused my family to be ruined, Xiao Mao, Dad avenged you!" After saying that, he cried and laughed, it was Li Fugui, this big stone that had been pressed on his chest for many years, suddenly moved away, and he only felt that even if he died, he would die.
No one in the village knew what happened to Li Fugui, and they couldn't help but be silent.
Only Steward Liu showed an embarrassed and fearful look, it was precisely because Li Fugui encountered this incident and used wine to relieve his sorrow and sell the fertile land, so that he was able to achieve the name of "Liu Bancun".
Li Qingshan said: "I do things alone, why do you need to come to the top tank, please come with me!" He greeted the three playful people, as well as several prestigious old people in the village, and came to the backyard of the goddess together.
Li Qingshan turned around and nodded under the eaves. The others followed his gaze and looked over, but there was nothing, and Xiao An was hiding in the shadows, pointing to a clearing.
Li Qingshan gave an order, and the three splashes began to dig the ground, and under Li Qingshan's gaze, they worked hard one by one, not daring to be lazy in the slightest, and after a while, they dug out a big pit and dug out a bone.
Li Qingshan went down to collect the bones, looked back under the eaves, and ordered: "Keep digging!" "This is not Xiao An's bones.
Under Xiao An's guidance, Li Qingshan asked people to dig a few more places, and several more bones were dug up, and the people around them looked shocked, how could so many bones be buried in the backyard of the goddess, and each of them looked like a child's bones.
Li Qingshan was also a little surprised, his face became heavier and heavier, knowing that this was a victim of the god's practice of witchcraft, and the ghost fog full of resentment he saw must have come from this, and he only hated that the old thief woman died too happily.
At this time, I only heard a "ding", as if I had touched something, and I carefully dug it open, but it was a porcelain altar, tightly sealed.
Without waiting for Li Qingshan to stop it, the three splashes rushed to open the porcelain altar, and a small cloud of black gas rushed out, afraid of the sun, and drilled straight into a splashy mouth and nose.
The playful person was shocked, fell to the ground and fainted, and soon lost his kung fu.