Chapter 203: The Fiery Fire
Li Qi!

The person that flashed through Wu Xian’s mind was Li Qi!

He was kneeling in front of his wife's body with his feet raised, meeting the conditions for being possessed!
And just now, Li Qi stopped crying.

Wu Xian's scalp tingled and he turned around suddenly.

Click, click, click…

Accompanied by strange sounds, Li Qi lowered his head as if he was asleep, and stood up like a puppet. He raised the gun that had just been loaded with bullets crookedly and pointed it in the direction of Wu Xian.

Wu Xian's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

The two were only five meters apart. At such a distance, it was impossible for him to chop Li Qi with his machete, but the gun in Li Qi's hand could easily hit him!
So Wu Xian held the playing cards between his fingers and was about to cast the Fire Bell Curse on Li Qi.

The two of them are like a duel of western cowboys, and the survival and death of the two depends on whose movements are faster and more accurate!

But, there is one person.

Faster than both of them!
Wow!
A bottle of yellow liquid was poured on Li Qi.

Li Qi stopped where he was.

Wow!
A large cloud of white smoke suddenly came out of his body, and his body was shaking as if he had epilepsy. Although he didn't raise his head, painful groans came from him.

The person who stopped Li Qi was Shi Ji!

During the day, Wu Xian and Sun Qian were trapped in a ghost village. In order to rescue the two, Shi Ji kindly prepared a bottle of boy's urine.

This bottle of boy's urine was not used, but Shi Ji did not throw it away. He just put it in his pocket and waited for the opportunity.

Due to the perspective, Shi Ji discovered Li Qi's abnormality earlier than Wu Xian, so at such an appropriate time, before Li Qi fired a shot, he poured boy's urine all over him.

The urine of boys that contaminate the holy body is extremely effective.

Li Qi covered his head, jumped around for a while, and then fell straight to the ground. There was a faint cloud of white smoke moving in the air!

"go with!"

Sun Qian looked excited and waved his white feather fan vigorously!
Whoosh!

A green phosphorous flame flew out from the fan. The flame seemed to be moving slowly, but it fell on the cloud of white smoke in the blink of an eye.

With a shrill cry, the ghost finally revealed its true form.

The ghost had a pale face, a dry body, a faintly transparent lower body, and was covered in a loose white robe. A cluster of green flames was burning on his chest.

The flame was like a cancer attached to the bone. Although the burning area was not large, it kept spreading deep into the ghost's body.

The ghost with his upper body burned by the flames screamed miserably, his voice mixed with a heavy bass, sounding extremely strange and as if it had an echo.

Zhu Shuhui was a little scared.

But Wu Xian did not intend to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He shook his palms and cast the Fire Bell Curse. Along with the crisp sound of the bell, the upper ghost's body was suddenly covered with red flames.

The fire in the Fire Bell Curse is just ordinary fire, and normally it has limited damage to ghosts.

However, the aerial fire released by Sun Qian originally only burned on the chest of the upper body ghost. After it came into contact with the red flame, it suddenly spread, and in the blink of an eye, it dyed the ordinary fire all over the upper body ghost green.

When the two fires merged, their power suddenly increased.

The burning power more than doubled. The ghost struggled with all his might but could not escape the flames on his body. Eventually, his skin, flesh and bones were burned dry, leaving only a cluster of black ash.

Wu Xian walked over.

He dug into the ashes with the scabbard and pulled out five remaining incense sticks.

The five remaining incense sticks were of different lengths. Wu Xian counted them with his fingers, then broke the longest one and divided them equally among Shi Ji, Sun Qian and himself.

Each person holds about 25 centimeters in his hand.

The actions of Wu Xian and the other two seemed a little puzzling to Zhu Shuhui, but Wu Xian was too lazy to explain. He had witnessed the three of them using their skills, so no explanation would be clear.

Then Wu Xian walked over to Li Qi and Zhao Ying. The couple were lying on the ground, surrounded by a subtle smell of stench. Wu Xian looked at Shi Ji and said, "You should wipe it off for him. He is so miserable."

Shi Ji chuckled and put his hand on Li Qi's body. The blood and urine stains on his clothes quickly faded away... No, not faded away, but were absorbed into Shi Ji's fingers!

"Now he's clean. If you hadn't told him, he wouldn't have known he'd been splashed with urine."

On the day of parting with Wu Xian.

Historical achievements also received new blessings.

This blessing also comes from the 'Zi Gu Toilet God in the Back Room', whose name is 'Hidden Dirt and Filth'. Its effect is to absorb and store filth through physical contact.

Since entering this blessed land.

Shi Ji has repeatedly emphasized that he is very clean, and this is not a lie, because in theory, Shi Ji is cleaner than anyone else.

Wu Xian looked at Shi Ji in surprise, but did not ask any further questions and continued to look at Zhao Ying's body.

Zhao Ying was killed by an evil spirit.

Although it was done with a gun, theoretically, there should be some gains.

But Wu Xian used a small stick to dig around a few times and found no trace of incense sticks. It would be rude to search the body while her husband was unconscious.

Suddenly, he noticed that Zhao Ying's posture was a little strange.

She was lying on the ground with one arm raised and her bloody finger pointing in a direction.

Wu Xian took two steps in that direction and was surprised to find a small shrine in the grass.

There is no statue in the shrine.

There is only an incomplete portrait enshrined, which only shows part of a black robe, and it is impossible to tell who the person in the painting is.

But Wu Xian still folded the portrait carefully and put it away.

This thing is definitely useful.

Then Wu Xian noticed that Sun Qian was still in an excited state. The feeling of using the Fire and Bird Fan made him tremble with pleasure.

So Wu Xian reminded: "Although the possessed ghost is dead, according to previous experience, a new possessed ghost should have appeared. Everyone should be careful and do not lift both feet at the same time..."

When Sun Qian heard this, he felt as if a cold wind had blown through him and looked around vigilantly.

But after saying this.

Wu Xian was stunned.

He suddenly realized that Li Qi was not the only one who had raised his feet and met the conditions for being possessed.

And himself!
In order to stop Li Qi from doing something bad out of anger, Wu Xian jumped up to stop him. At that time, he also met the conditions for being possessed, but why was he okay?

"Could it be..."

Wu Xian looked down at the blood-painted ghost-head knife in his hand.

The ghost head of this sword is lifelike. There is some rust on the blade, but it still gives people a fierce feeling. Ordinary people will feel sore eyes even if they stare at it for a while.

"The executioner's instrument, which has beheaded over 300 people. It has a murderous aura that can harm evil spirits, and the damage to the neck is doubled."

"Could it be this overwhelming evil spirit that saved me from this disaster?"

In the folk tales of the real world, there is often a saying that ghosts are afraid of evil people. Wu Xian, who is holding a blood-painted ghost-head knife, is probably also an evil person in the eyes of ghosts.

If you think about it carefully, both the worker and Li Qi were mentally fragile when they were possessed. One suddenly relaxed from extreme panic, while the other was in grief over the loss of his wife...

Maybe this possessed ghost is also bullying the weak and afraid of the strong when choosing the object to possess...

(End of this chapter)