"Brother Shitou, is it done?"

Seeing the figure disappear, Xu Changqing asked excitedly.

"Yeah... it's done."

Li Shitou slowly withdrew from the square, holding a broken black cloth piece in his hand, which was only the size of a palm: "Look... this is what it left behind, it should be a 'trick'!"

"This square is dangerous...not to mention the palace inside."

He stared vigilantly in the direction of the palace and saw the murals of evil ghosts like giant mountains.

They either have green faces, fangs, or their red hairs, and are like scenes of hell. After watching for a long time, you can even feel the eyes of those ghosts moving with them, as if they are staring at outsiders.

"Grandpa, take a look!"

Xu Changqing didn't pay attention and grabbed the piece of cloth the size of a palm in his hand, which had some tadpole patterns embroidered with gold thread. He looked at it for a few seconds and suddenly shivered: "It's so cold..."

"It's indeed a 'trick'. Be careful. If a living person holds it for more than an hour, his blood will gradually freeze and die. If he holds it for more than one day, he will most likely lose his soul..."

Sulu reminded: "Its ability should be related to 'laughter', 'ejaculation of emotions', and 'killing souls'... But you can't use it. You just need to worship it in the ancestral hall and do not contact people to ensure safety, and use its breath to scare away the demons and rebuild defense."

"Very good!"

Xu Changqing clenched his fist hard: "Stone, you are so powerful, you can even deal with ghosts. Go back with me! The village needs you very much..."

"No……"

Li Shitou shook his head: "That's not a real ghost, it can only be considered a legacy of the other party... And since I was promoted to [Ghost Sergeant], I feel that I should stay here and try to go to the world as little as possible. Otherwise, maybe in order to survive, I would have to suck human souls and become an evil ghost! For me, this is very easy!"

"Boy, tell him that his choice is very correct, and there are many secrets hidden in the underworld, such as here! But before you have insufficient cultivation, don't explore it rashly..."

Su Lu reminded Xu Changqing in his heart: "I have figured out another method from this 'trick', which should be the follow-up of the [Ghost Crew], called [Impermanence]! But there is still a calculation... You let him wait patiently and keep in touch."

"oh oh!"

Xu Changqing quickly repeated: "Brother Shitou, even the old man said so, you must be careful."

"Don't worry, I'm not going to explore this place soon."

Li Shitou nodded.

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Suddenly, Xu Changqing heard the sound of a rooster crowing in his ears.

His expression changed and he quickly said, "I'm leaving, take care of you!"

"Take care of yourself!"

Li Shitou clasped his fists solemnly, and looked at a red line emerging behind Xu Changqing, slowly pulling him up and disappearing into the darkness.

After a long time, he walked back step by step, his face became extremely quiet, like a thousand years of basalt, with only a low voice echoing in the corridor:

“[Impermanence]?”

...

The world, small village, thatched hut.

The morning light is dim, and the rooster sings the world is white.

Xu Changqing opened his eyes and saw the big rooster crowing: "It's just like this overnight? It's really like a dream."

He raised his hand and saw the black cloth piece he was holding tightly.

Holding it in his hand at this time, it was like holding a piece of ice with bare hands in winter! The biting coldness continued to spread on his palms, almost causing his entire arm to lose consciousness.

“It hurts people more…”

Xu Changqing did not dare to delay, so he used the method taught by the old man to wrap another layer of cloth outside the cloth. After not having contact with him directly, he felt much better.

He went out and went straight to the village chief's house.

The village chief’s family is pretty good in Xiaozhai Village. In addition to three adobe houses, there is also a yard surrounded by fences.

"Old village chief! Old village chief!"

Xu Changqing kept slapping the door, his voice was fast.

"It's Xiao Qingzi..."

An old woman opened the door and looked worried: "What else is there?"

"I want to see the village chief!"

Xu Changqing walked into the courtyard and saw the old village chief having a meal. There were a few grain steamed buns and a plate of pickles on the wooden table.

In this village, it is already a treat for a good meal for breakfast.

"It's Xiao Qingzi, come... to eat! Only when you are full can you have the strength to rush on your way."

The old village chief smiled miserably and greeted.

"No! I won't leave!"

Xu Changqing took a deep breath: "Village Chief, I have something to say!"

"What's up?"

“It’s not convenient here!”

The old village chief glanced at Xu Changqing in surprise, but seeing that he was not much different from ordinary people, he pondered for a while: "Come with me!"

He took Xu Changqing to his room: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Look!"

Xu Changqing opened the cloth bag and the black cloth inside appeared.

"Hiss...this is..."

The old village chief touched his finger and immediately took a breath of cold air. He immediately closed the window vigilantly, inserted it into the door, staring at the black cloth with disbelief: "Magic weapon?"

"This is... the thing passed down from my family. I don't know if it is. Yesterday I went to dig it out. Village Chief, take a look..."

Xu Changqing is serious and authentic.

"I'll take a look..."

The old village chief grabbed the black cloth with his hands and shivered again: "It's so cold! It's so cold!"

While he shivered, a smile appeared on his face: "Okay... OK, the village is saved, Xiao Qingzi, are you going to give it to the village?"

"nature!"

Xu Changqing said seriously: "I have been raised in the village for many years, and I always get the gratitude!"

"Good boy!"

The old village chief nodded repeatedly: "This thing is going to save your life."

"This is a thing passed down from my family. I will hand it over to the village. No one will come to snatch it." Xu Changqing asked worriedly.

"He dares?"

The old village chief glared: "The magic weapon was given by the city when the village was being built. Now the adults are going to take it back, and we have nothing to say, but if Zhou Quan dares to move, we dare to fight to the death... He has a bloody blow to us, and see if the city can let him go!"

To be honest, if you want to slaughter the village, a small inspector cannot cover up the sky with one hand. It is almost the same if you are a seventh-rank lieutenant of the Demon Sect.

However, at that level, there is no need to create so many murders for just one magic weapon.

"Then I'll feel relieved."

Xu Changqing patted his chest.

"Even so, this matter must be kept confidential." The old village chief showed a firm look: "I can only tell a few backbones that it will be a period of concealment..."

"It depends on the arrangements of the village chief."

Xu Changqing walked out of the door during the old village chief's wedding, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and couldn't help but breathe a long breath.

"Have you put down the burden in your heart?" Sulu's voice sounded in his heart.

"Let go!"

"Then, I need to practice hard next."

"I will, I want to avenge the village... That Zhouquan is a hidden danger after all, and I can't stay! And that corpse-leaving immortal... One day, I will seek justice for everyone!"
Chapter completed!