Chapter 22 The Weird Young Man
I went downstairs to take a look at what they bought. The big rooster was quite energetic, the chili peppers I bought were Chaotian peppers, and the writing brushes were suitable. These people were quite good at doing things.
I thought to myself, no wonder so many people love to be bosses. They feel comfortable having someone running errands for them. I would like to be a Taoist boss sometime.
When Su Rou came down, he generously gave each of them two hundred yuan. I winked, and Su Rou immediately found an excuse to send all these employees away.
After all, these employees only have an employment relationship with An Yu, and they are not family members. Su Rou gave an excuse and they left obediently. As for what they think in their hearts, we have no control over it.
Su Rou and I were the only ones left in the room. Su Rou grabbed the big rooster and said, "I'm the best at killing chickens. Sanwa'er, do you want to make a pot of soup for An Yu? Let me start first."
I have to eat half of it, but I haven’t even eaten it yet.”
"It doesn't matter if you eat the whole one, but now it's An Yu's fault." After I finished speaking, I carried the bag of chilies into the kitchen.
Su Rou followed me behind me with his big cock in his hand. He couldn’t figure out why I entered the kitchen for a moment.
I didn't bother to explain, so I took out a few hot peppers and washed them, then chopped them on the chopping board, took out a bowl to put them in, poured some boiling water to mix them, and put them aside.
Su Rou looked like he was making pepper chicken, so he almost said to add some garlic. After I made the chili water, I didn't have time to explain anything to Su Rou, so I took it from Su Rou.
Big cock, and then said "Sorry, Brother Chicken".
He scratched the rooster's comb and squeezed out the blood.
There wasn't much blood in the rooster's comb, only half a bowl. After squeezing out the blood, I handed the big rooster to the rooster. Then I picked up the chicken blood and chili water and said to the rooster: "Close the chicken and help."
I'll get my pen and come up to help."
Surou hurriedly agreed, but looking at his expression, he seemed to regret that I didn't make chopped pepper chicken.
When we arrived at An Yu's bedroom, we found that An Yu was no longer on the bed, but was struggling on the ground. This was difficult for him. He couldn't help himself. He rolled from the bed to the wooden floor, which would inevitably cause bruises and swollen face.
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I put down the chicken blood, picked up the chili water, and then said to the crispy pork: "Hold An Yu up."
Su Rou did as he was told and helped An Yu half sit up. However, the boy kept struggling, which made Su Rou very strenuous. But he couldn't care less. I walked over and pinched An Yu together.
He opened An Yu's mouth and poured the pepper water into An Yu's mouth.
Just for a moment, An Yu's face turned red from the heat. At that moment, he sobered up and looked at me and Su Rou with excited eyes, which probably meant that he was finally saved.
But the next moment he started coughing violently, and then his whole face became extremely uncomfortable, as if he was struggling.
Seeing this situation, Surou was a little confused and said, "Sanwa'er, are you planning to kill him with Chaotian pepper?"
I stood up, pulled open the pork belly, and said: "Wait a minute, he should have some self-awareness after a while, don't mess up now."
Surou must have trusted me. He nodded and stood quietly beside me.
After about half a minute, I saw An Yu's expression sometimes struggling and sometimes scared, so I knew the heat was almost here, and loudly said to An Yu: "I'm here to help you, wait a minute, you try to control yourself with your will."
Body, do you hear me?"
At this time, a miracle happened, An Yu nodded his head in a very slight arc.
"Put him on the bed." I said to Su Rou, and then we both moved An Yu onto the bed.
On the bed, An Yu was still struggling, but after only ten seconds, he slowly stopped struggling. Instead, he changed to a way of trembling all over, but he could barely control his body.
I picked up the bowl of cockscomb blood, then picked up the writing brush, and shouted to Surou: "Hold his feet first."
Su Rou did as he was told. I dipped some cockscomb blood with a brush, and then drew a rune on the sole of An Yu's foot. After the rune fell, An Yu's foot no longer trembled, but there was a trace of blood on An Yu's body.
The trembling became even more severe.
Su Rou looked at it and couldn't help but ask me what was going on?
But I didn't have time to explain to Su Rou. I took the cockscomb blood and started to draw runes on An Yu's body continuously. If this cockscomb blood doesn't have a special preservation method, if it is left out of the body for too long, the yang energy will slowly dissipate. It must be
Take your time.
As for the position of drawing the runes, it is the same as the position where the corpse chaser draws the runes when lifting the corpse.
It's just that the exorcists are here to seal the remnant souls in the corpses, and I'm here to use Zhiyang's cockscomb blood to force out the guy who was on An Yu's body in these places where the souls are hidden.
I painted the runes faster and faster, and soon, I had finished painting the first few places, leaving only the location of the spiritual platform.
At this time, An Yu began to roar loudly, his veins popped out, his head kept shaking, and he kept shouting: "My head hurts, my head hurts so much!!"
This is not necessarily An Yu's awakening, but his instinctive roar.
The brain is a very fragile part of the human body. It is very dangerous to force that guy into the brain like this. As long as it is delayed for a while, An Yu will definitely go crazy. I took the pen and shouted to Surou: "Get out, right now!"
That guy is coming out!"
If it panics and ends up on Surou's body, it will be a very troublesome thing.
Su Rou didn't dare to delay, so he ran out quickly and carefully closed the door. At the same time, my pen also landed on An Yu's memorial platform.
After I finished drawing the last rune pattern, I put down the pen and quickly took a few steps back.
The room fell into a brief state of silence, and I didn't dare to waste a moment. I just opened my eyes in an instant.
As soon as the Sky Eye opened, the first thing I saw was a red mist surrounding An Yu's head. He was struggling very painfully, as if he was slowly being squeezed out. The next moment, the condition of the Sky Eye stabilized, and I saw
A baby with a strange bright red skin was crawling out of An Yu's head.
And its appearance is very terrifying, or its expression is very terrifying, fierce and ferocious.
I secretly sighed in my heart, I had calculated everything, but I missed something. It was my mistake, and it was also the disaster that An Yu was destined to have.
Facing such a ferocious infant spirit with bright red skin, I knew that there was no possibility of salvation. Once the spirit is completely controlled by resentment, its essence is actually resentment, and at most it can only recover a short period of clarity.
The next step is to lose your soul.
Just like Li Fengxian back then!
I don't know what kind of vicious method the person who set up the trap used to deal with the original corpse of the infant spirit to make it look like this, but I still couldn't help but curse in my heart.
When the infant spirit completely crawled out of An Yu's body, I had finished pinching the spirit. This time I couldn't be merciful. What I pinched was the Golden Knife Technique that Master had used before. Once the Golden Knife Technique was used, the spirit body was often pinched.
There is no possibility of survival.
My skills are not as high as my master's, and my control is not as good as my master's. When the spirit body is on a living person, I don't dare to use this golden sword technique, so I can only find a way to force it out.
As soon as the infant spirit crawled out, it moved very fast and made a sound like a cat meowing towards me. At this time, my Golden Sword Technique also fell hard.
After a few seconds, I closed the technique and took a few steps back. The Golden Knife Technique consumed too much energy, so I had to do it reluctantly, so I became unsteady after the technique.
I don't know if it was my illusion, or if I just wanted to believe it was true. The moment the Golden Sword Technique struck the infant spirit, I seemed to see it breaking, and there was a look of relief on my face.
Or, losing one's soul is not the worst ending.
I panted heavily, and then sat down against the wall. Within a minute, An Yu groaned on the bed, and it seemed that he was slowly recovering.
I lit a cigarette and was about to call for the crispy pork when I heard a muffled sound coming from outside. I suddenly thought of something, endured my exhaustion, jumped up quickly, ran to the window, and opened the curtains.
At this time, I saw the back of a young man. I couldn't control myself and shouted: "Stop!"
Chapter completed!