Jingtiandi Divine Curse!
Lyon, who was struggling, suddenly saw that Liao Wenjie had this skill, so he didn't take the initiative to ask for death.
A wisp of black gas emanates from the body. Lyon hears the howl of the ghost, sits with his knees crossed, holding his breath and concentrating. His will can be divided into two purposes. He suppresses the continuous pain while suppressing the resistance of the ghost in his body.
Liao Wenjie wants to expel the ghost of Mr. Li from Lyon, but Lyon doesn't think so. He can feel the energy of the ghost is weakening rapidly. If this trend continues, it will soon disappear.
In this case, it is better to solve it once and for all, so as not to attach it to others after escaping.
"Kill demons and bind evils, and subdue ghosts..."
Liao Wenjie uttered a mantra, which was sonorous and powerful. Every syllable he uttered, he mobilized his mental strength to assist each other.
The mantra of Jingtiandi was read out of his mouth. It sounded like thunder to the ghost, as if his whole body was exposed to the scorching sun, which was more painful than the 18 layers of hell.
"Ah Jie, good job. Keep reading. I can feel that he is going to be overwhelmed."
"Master Ghost Catcher, please let me go. I was also obsessed for a while... Let me go, I promise I will never dare again... Ah ah ah --"
"Don't be silly. Where did you come from next time?"
Mr. Li's ghost struggled to death. Leon turned his face and talked to himself, sometimes gloating, sometimes pleading, and his body was emitting more and more black air.
Gradually, the ghost struggled weakly, and Leon's exhausted face burst into laughter: "Ah Jie, work hard, he is going to die."
"Walk according to the five mountains, and the eight seas know... know..."
Liao Wenjie sat with his knees crossed and collapsed, lying on the ground, breathing heavily.
"Ah Jie, what are you doing? Hurry up and fight again!"
Leon smiles stiffly on his face. Please be sure to tell him that this is called the intermission.
"No, my mental energy is too exhausted. I want to slow down first, and you can hold on for a while... Eight hours is almost enough."
"Damn it, you are so happy that you can't finish one round of study."
When Leon heard the words, he almost vomited blood. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't lie still, wrap the cage with plastic wrap, and then give me the ax and milk."
"I've tried. Those things are useless to you."
"Stop talking nonsense and do as I say."
Liao Wenjie nodded stiffly, dragged his body up without a drop, threw the milk and axe into the cage, and then wrapped the top and bottom of the cage with plastic wrap.
In the cage, Leon drank all the milk in one gulp, and swung the hell axe to smash himself.
It seems to hurt.
Liao Wenjie looked with admiration. Regardless of the effect, his ruthlessness alone was enough to make him feel like a fool.
"Howl --"
Suddenly, Liao Wenjie was startled by the long shriek and the fresh plastic film highlighting the human face.
"He is stuck, wrap it up quickly..."
Thirty seconds later, Liao Wenjie lay on the ground, too lazy to move, while Leon lay in the cage, gasping for air.
A round plastic wrap is beside the cage. Inside is the ghost of Mr. Li. Most of the energy has dissipated, and Lyon has tortured him half to death. There is no storm left.
"Leon, why did the milk and the axe suddenly work? It was clear that they had no lethality just now."
"Another day, help me up first..."
"What's the matter? Haven't we caught him?"
"No, the last step is still needed."
When the cage was opened, Liao Wenjie dragged out a dead dog like Lyon, who grabbed the plastic wrap and climbed to the bathroom next door.
Under Liao Wenjie's question mark, Leon threw the plastic wrap into the toilet, covered it, and pressed the flush button.
Large.
"Well, the ghost has been sent to the hell by me, and there is nothing left for us to do next."
Lyon lay on the edge of the toilet, covered his stomach and said with difficulty: "Ah Jie, there is one thing you need to do next. You must do it as soon as possible. This matter is about my life, and there must be no ambiguity."
"What?"
"Call me an ambulance..."
With that, Leon turned his eyes, stuck out his tongue and fainted beside the toilet.
……
At 3:00 in the morning, Liao Wenjie wandered back home. He was exhausted and went into practice in his dream without taking a bath.
Lyon's condition is not serious. His cecum is inflamed. The doctor has operated on him. He can leave the hospital after a period of recuperation.
Before Liao Wenjie left, he briefly talked with this psycho for a while, and commented that he was born a wonderful flower.
Different from ordinary people, Lyon has a special constitution. Since childhood, it has a strong mental power that ordinary people can't match. Without a teacher, it can open the Yin and Yang eyes and see ghosts.
The ghost sees more and more, and the courage is growing. The things that ordinary people fear are not worth mentioning in his eyes.
Based on his own experience, he created the advanced concept of "chocolate for fighting ghosts and plastic film for catching ghosts". He seldom failed to kill demons and demons for many years, and became increasingly famous in the industry, earning the title of "ghost catching expert".
During this period, he also met some peers, most of whom were monks and Taoists. These people envied his handsome and talent, and were unwilling to exchange experiences in ghost catching.
Therefore, despite his reputation, he is still a lone ranger.
These are Lyon's own words.
Liao Wenjie analyzed it, removed the rhetorical elements, and deduced another version.
Lyon has a wonderful physique. Since childhood, he has a strong mental power that is hard for ordinary people to reach. One day, he suddenly thought that there was a ghost in the world. Because of his strong mental power, he really saw a ghost.
He began to wonder how to catch ghosts, which was different from the brain circuit of ordinary people, and made him create his own way of catching ghosts with milk and plastic wrap.
It was also because of his strong mental power and energy interference that he successfully restrained ghosts in this way.
Whether it's milk, plastic wrap, or those items in the underworld, or even Lily, the reason why he can deal with ghosts is because of his mind.
When he became more famous, he came into contact with his peers. After talking with him, Taoist monks began to doubt life one by one.
Because of the completely unrepeatable routine and his real neuroticism, people kept a distance from him. Different ways did not conspire against each other. They could hide as far as they could.
Therefore, he is still single and has no teammates.
Liao Wenjie also suspects that Lyon's physique is too strange and his thinking is different from that of normal people, so he can't learn Taoism at all.
It is also [Jingtiandi Divine Mantra]. He uses his mental power to bless, which can exorcise ghosts and evil spirits. Leon uses his mental power... Maybe nothing happens.
This also explains that when his will is firm, his magic skill body protection is invulnerable, and when his appendicitis hurts to cramp, he is easily attacked by ghosts, and all the props are also invalid.
There is no better natural beauty than this!
To sum up, Lyon's mental strength is innate and will grow stronger without practice. It should be summarized as a person with special functions.
……
At dawn, Liao Wenjie got up with a sore back. His biological clock was extremely tenacious. It was only a minute before the set alarm clock would ring.
I didn't wash my face and brush my teeth immediately, but took aim at the eye system first.
[Fly on the Grass (Beginner Level)]
The system rewards a 'skill', which is a special skill for running.
Good thing, he always felt that he was running too slowly.
The problem is that most people who have these two kinds of martial arts are engaged in an ancient profession in martial arts novels.
Thief.
In particular, some kind of thief is notorious, and everyone should be punished.
When confronted with this kind of goods, the righteous people usually go together. After the matter is accomplished, the neighbors run around to tell each other and applaud one after another.
Have been offended!