After being reborn, he was entangled by the sha demon

He untied the scarf and held it in his hand, and flung it to the ground vigorously. The four wild nebula trembled, and the scarf twisted and stretched amidst the lightning and thunder, and turned into a long whip of more than three meters. The part of the whip held in his hand was like the head of a dragon. , the whip is vermilion, dancing like a dragon's body.

The God of Police Whip, one of the Eighteen Demonic Weapons of the Underworld, can be as long or short as you like. Wherever the whip reaches, the ground will shake and the mountains will shake. It is rumored that it was once held by an ancient tiger.

Although it is not as famous as the Tiger Sickle, it can still be regarded as a great weapon. When Xie Bi'an took over as the Lord of Wuwang City, the old god gave him three things.

One is the reward and punishment pen, the other is the book of innocence, and the other is the police whip.

Xie Bi'an mostly worked in clerical work in Wuwang City, so the whip was not used a few times. Now that he tried it in a hurry, he could still summon it, but the pain in his abdomen was worse than when he summoned the fire. The heart-piercing pain seemed to tear his soul apart at this moment.

But right now, Xie Bian had no other choice, with the long whip in his hand, Xie Bian had confidence.

I saw him enduring the severe pain and flicking his wrist, the long whip seemed to have life, circling around the arm of the red monster, Xie Bian exerted more force, and the monster's wailing wailed loudly, and a bright red wrapped The flaming thing hit the ground, and after rolling three times, the flame extinguished and turned into a piece of charred charcoal.

He even unloaded the monster's arm.

It seems that although his body is weak, the power of the police whip remains undiminished.

Xie Bian shook his wrist and retracted the whip, the ground was blown by the whip, and the ground was shaking, the monster almost couldn't stand still and fell to the ground.

Xie Bian was the first to lose his footing. Every time he swung the police whip, his soul felt like being whipped at the same time. As much as the spiritual power of the whip, he felt as much pain as he did.

Forcibly summoning in the absence of spiritual energy is to overdraw one's own life, and Xie Bian's pain is already considered light now.

Fortunately, this engraved pain also made him more awake, his brain was not completely taken up by the pain, and he still had a little energy to deal with the monster.

He adjusted a little bit, and immediately stood up to fight.

The big red monster was furious after losing an arm, roaring and rushing towards Xie Bian.

The Lord Wuwang had never used force before, but none of the three thousand ghosts in the city felt that he could beat this weak-looking young man.

Xie Bian wanted to see what it was, so he gritted his teeth and swung his whip again. The long whip directly hit the monster's face, knocking down the hideous ghost mask.

No one has ever dared to pretend to be a ghost in front of the ghost king.

The mask fell off, and Xie Bian saw an ugly face with all the features crowded together, the eyes were almost narrowed into a slit, the nose was not a nose and the mouth was not a mouth, but a human face could still be vaguely seen.

Emotion is still a monster with prototypes, Xie Bian admires the wild imagination of the little ghost, no wonder she can carve flowers out of a few pieces of dead wood when she was alive.

The whip just now was really strenuous, Xie Bian had no energy left to swing the whip for the time being, so he could only spread the whip with both hands in front of him as a barrier, protecting the little ghost behind him.

The sky gradually darkened, and there was a faint flash of lightning between the two horns on the top of the monster's head.

It seems that too much imagination is not a good thing.

The monster swung its arm and threw it at Xie Bian. Xie Bian took the opportunity to jump onto the monster's palm, then walked up the arm vigorously, stepped on its shoulder, and climbed onto the top of the monster's head.

The scenery on the high place is beautiful, Xie Bian didn't notice that the monster still had red hair, the hair rubbed against his calf, and his ankle was still itchy.

But Xie Bian didn't have the time to take care of these things, he was only thinking about how to tear off a pair of corners of this monster, if it really attracted lightning, it would be very bad, he didn't want to be hacked black.

Xie Bian stood on the red-haired monster's forehead, and exerted force on its horns with both hands, but the two horns did not move at all. It seemed that relying on his own strength would not work.

Then borrow the brute force of the monster.

Xie Bian punched and kicked for a while, and even used the handle of the long whip as a blade to slash a few times on its forehead.

Enraged, the monster stretched out its remaining arm to slap Xie Bian.Xie Bian took the opportunity to wrap the whip around its wrist again, but the monster wanted to stop but was restrained by the long whip, lost its balance and fell to the side.

With a plop, the monster fell to the ground, and one of its horns just hit the nearby stone and broke in two.

The monster crawled on the ground completely without threat, Xie Bian put away his whip and jumped off it, walking in front of the little female ghost.

The little female ghost stopped crying, but her hair was still lowered and trembling. After adjusting her breathing, Xie Bian wanted to inquire about Song Lixuan's whereabouts.

But he has stared at the ground for thousands of years, and has been away for a long time, so he really underestimates the enemy.

Not far behind him, the red-haired monster broke its horn but only gasped twice, and immediately got up.The only remaining arm went directly over Xie Bian's head, grabbed the little ghost and held it in the air.

Xie Bian turned around and whipped out the whip, but his spiritual power was limited, and the length of the whip was also limited, so he couldn't reach the little ghost with all his strength, and his whole body couldn't stand anymore because of exhaustion of spiritual power, so he had to kneel on one leg to rest.

The fingers of the red monster holding the little ghost's waist became more and more vigorous. Xie Bian saw the little ghost's legs kicking in the air, and before he could force himself to stand up, his ankle hurt again.

At this time, the brat is coming out to make trouble again!

Xie Bian frowned and looked down, only to see a puff of black smoke coming out of the imp mark on his ankle.

More and more black smoke came out, hovering in the air, and after a while, it turned into a muscular figure.

At the same time, something seemed to flash in the air, and it disappeared before Xie Bian had time to see it clearly.

Hei Yan struggled to jump forward to block between the little female ghost and the red-haired monster, and punched the monster's eyes that were almost narrowed into slits.

The monster was in pain and let go of the palm, and the little ghost was about to fall to the ground. Xie Bian was afraid that her head and arms would fall all over the ground and it would be difficult to clean up, so he immediately endured the severe pain and ran over to catch her.

The muscular man hit the soft part of the red-haired monster with every punch, and after a while, he beat the arrogant one-armed monster with broken horns back to the ground.

Black air was emitting from the red-haired monster's wound, as if all the evil spirits had gathered in its body.

This time, Xie Bian never underestimated the enemy again. He used all his strength to whip down the whip and directly hit its throat. The long whip automatically curled up and strangled the red-haired monster.

The big pool of blood red and dirty black kept rolling, getting smaller and smaller.

Xie Bian heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the monster dissipate into black smoke. He couldn't bear it any longer and fell to the ground, watching the black smoke man floating in the air from a distance.

The muscular man transformed from the black smoke in the air floated over after beating the red-haired monster, and stood there for a long time, then tremblingly stretched out a palm to cover the little female ghost's head, and made a long and powerful sound of "woo woo" in his throat, as if comforting her.

The little ghost raised her head to look at the black-smoky man, Xie Bian finally saw her appearance clearly, she was exactly the same as the one on the marriage certificate that the troublesome kid gave him, her face was pretty, and the long hair that was pretending to be scary shrunk down to her shoulders. It's just that the scars on his body don't disappear.

The little female ghost not only had injuries on her body, but also had long strips of bruises on her neck, as if she had been strangled by someone.

The black-smoke man squatted down, hugged the little ghost in his arms to comfort her, and patted her behind with his palms, as if his sister had been wronged, and his brother came to coax her after beating up the person who bullied her.

Xie Bian felt more and more that these two ghosts didn't look like husband and wife.

The black-smoke man finished coaxing the little ghost, and after she stopped trembling, he held the little ghost and stood up, and the two ghosts joined hands and bowed to Xie Bian to thank him.

The two of them didn't intend to end the second call, Xie Bian spoke first: "Okay, stop."

Three bows, he managed to come back to life again, he is not dead yet.

The man in black smoke is good at gesturing, but unfortunately his body is covered in smoke, so Xie Bian can't see clearly what he is gesturing.

"Have something to say?"

Black Smoke nodded.

"Still can't speak?"

Hei Yan continued to nod.

"I haven't done what I promised you, wait until I find your body, and then you can speak."

Hei Yan bowed, and then pulled the little female ghost to go far away.

"Wait a minute," Xie Bian called the second ghost, he still had something to ask, "You two, who is Song Lixuan?"

The smoky man stretched out his finger, and then pointed at the little female ghost.

The little female ghost nodded and pointed at herself.

Xie Bian smiled, and he really had a big oolong.

When observing the appearance of the little female ghost just now, Xie Bian took the time to look at the marriage certificate photo on his mobile phone. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the word "Song Lixuan" seemed familiar. It was only now that he remembered that the female designer who opened a wood carving studio , It seems to be called Lixuan.

Who said that Song Lixuan was a man, Xie Bian had preconceived ideas and was confused by that troublesome brat. With this clue, it will be much easier to investigate the truth after thinking about it.

"Okay, take good care of her and send her to reincarnation."

Xie Bian waved his hand, and the two ghosts walked hand in hand to the bright place at the end of the wilderness.

The little female ghost's legs and feet were injured and she walked very slowly, so the tall black man slowed down to accompany her.

There is always someone who is the unrivaled hero who saves you from the nightmare.

The unnamed troublesome little ghost finally took the little female ghost out of the evil situation.

Before the little ghost left, she clenched her hands into fists and grabbed something from her body. Xie Bian only saw a ray of light fly into the air and then disappeared.

Xie Bian put away the long whip and closed his eyes.

The surrounding things gradually dissipated, Xie Bian opened his eyes again, and found that he was still in front of the bulletin board at the entrance of the community, pointing at the phone number on the transfer advertisement, the scenery was gone, but the pain in his body was still there.

It can be regarded as a success in dispelling the evil, but almost lost half of his life, nothing was exchanged, and he didn't know if it was worth it or not.

"Hello, who are you?"

Xie Bian dialed the number according to the number on the advertisement, and a man's impatient voice came from the phone.

"Hello, I saw your ad in China Resources International, is it convenient to look at the house now?"

In any case, Xie Bian had to go here to see the real face of the studio.The things in Shali were distorted by the little ghost Song Lixuan, and the things in reality might provide some clues.

"Okay, okay, then wait for me for half an hour, I'll rush over after work."

After speaking, the man hung up the phone.

Said it was half an hour, Xie Bian spent a full hour in the cold wind to wait for the late landlord, and the pain in his body was finally relieved by most of it.

The men's suits are neatly dressed, but they give people a different feeling from Lao Fan.

Lao Fan has the lazy temperament of the CEO of Shaobao, and this man is more like a mediocre employee with no skills.

The door opened, and Xie Bian stopped thinking about him and entered the room.

The living room is similar to Shali, with desks and workbenches, but without the scissors and hammers flying around.

Sure enough, there were dead green radishes on the balcony, but the number of flower pots seemed to be one less than that in Shajing.

Xie Bian didn't think about it, and went to observe in the other two rooms.

In the room where the wooden carvings were supposed to be, the upper floor of the showcase was clean, the wooden dragon was gone, and only a little mouse holding a peanut was left on the table.

At this time, the landlord's phone rang, and the man in a suit went out to answer it, and Xie Bian walked to the last room alone.

In Shali, this room was Song Lixuan's bedroom.But when Xie Bian walked in, he saw only a simple camp bed. The little girl’s things were placed on the bay window, and the photos in the frame beside the bed became clear. , there is a thin man with the same dress next to him, who does not look like the landlord.

Xie Bian picked up the photo frame to see if the man in the photo was a troublesome brat, only to find another photo on the back.

A little girl with twin ponytails and a young boy took a group photo in front of a swing in the park. The general outline is the same as Shali’s fuzzy photo placed by Song Lixuan on the bedside. Below the photo is written: 2010.06.03. Song Lixuan. Zhao Meng .

Xie Bian put the photo frame back and looked at the photo thoughtfully.

The man's voice was loud, and Xie Bian could not help hearing his conversation.

"Hey, it's me, Yue Changhe, are you going out for a drink at night... Where did you get the money? A fool in Huarun's house has taken a fancy to it, and it's likely to be sold... Leave me alone, I'm sure I can go, get a seat first... ..."

Xie Bian smiled, and waited for the man to hang up the phone and walk into the little ghost's simple bedroom.

"You've been looking at it for a long time, let me know if you want to buy it or not! I won't talk nonsense with you, plus the decoration money, you give me 100 million..." Yue Changhe is impatient, and Xie Bian went to himself before he agreed. Let's talk about price.

But Xie Bian had something else to say to him: "This house doesn't belong to you, does it?"

When Xie Bian got up early to check things, he learned about the house price by the way. Although China Resources International is not in the city center, the market value of this house is also around 250 million.

Either this is a fool who sells things without considering the market price, or this house does not belong to Yue Changhe at all, and he wants to trick people who are greedy for cheap into signing fake contracts.

Yue Changhe seemed to have been hit, and immediately became furious, his voice raised a few degrees: "You don't care who the hell belongs to, if you don't buy it, get out!"

Xie Bian became more convinced of the speculation in his heart, walked to the bay window and sat down, stared at Yue Changhe and said word by word: "Yue Changhe, is Song Lixuan your wife?"

Hill, mountain, is the word for Yue.

There was only half of the photo on the little female ghost's marriage certificate. She got off the bus that day and refused to enter the community. This person should be someone she didn't want to see. In addition, the red-haired monster in Shali was wearing a mask. Xie Bian only A little thought will reveal the connection between Sha and reality.

The anger on Yue Changhe's face suddenly froze, and at this moment it looked no different from Shali's crowded face.

He suddenly turned around and locked the door, staring at Xie Bian with his slender evil eyes.

"Now that you know what, do you think you can still run, meddling brat!"

Yue Changhe walked towards Xie Bian, picked up the clothes hanger behind the door, as if he was doing this often, and could pick up anything to hit people anytime and anywhere.

Seeing that he was about to hit him with the hanger in his hand, Xie Bian quickly dodged to dodge.

But he didn't expect this action to anger Yue Changhe even more.

"Do you still dare to hide?"

Xie Bian wondered why I didn't hide, and then saw Yue Changhe rolled up his sleeves and folded the iron hanger in his hand, and rushed towards him angrily.

Xie Bian sighed helplessly, not to mention that he had just overdrawn his spiritual power in the evil environment, even if he hadn't overdrawn, his small body didn't seem to be able to withstand an adult who was dozens of catties heavier than himself.

He can call the wind and rain to eliminate demons and monsters in the evil environment, but in reality, he is just a teenager who has no power to restrain the chicken without the little ghost. Naturally, he can't beat Yue Changhe who is much taller than him.

But someone can.

"If you continue to watch the show and can't come out, you should ask for sick leave for me tomorrow."

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