The poor fighting chicken, which was once the dominant chicken, had no bones left in the blink of an eye.

Long Feicheng threw away the quilt, and when he saw the miserable fighting chicken, he couldn't help but roared: "You are so cruel, at least give the fighting chicken a chance to serve!"

The fighting chicken is so powerful, it must be delicious. The first time Long Feicheng saw it, he was already imagining the taste of this chicken.

But who could have thought that this miss would last a lifetime!

How can the head-down master care so much? Either the chicken will die tonight or he will die. You can't give yourself up here for a chicken, right?

The head-dropper got the opportunity and slammed into the window.

There was a ghost-suppressing talisman on the window. The moment the head-dropping master collided, golden ripples spread from the talisman to all directions.

The head-lowering master seemed to have hit a steel plate and bounced back directly. His head bounced on the ground several times like a ball, and finally landed at Long Feicheng's feet.

When Long Feicheng saw the head-lowering master so close to him, he was so frightened that goosebumps appeared all over his body. He stepped forward with both feet, causing the head-lowering master's nose to twist.

Before the Jiangtou Master could curse, Long Feicheng launched another flying kick, knocking out the Jiangtou Master's head.

The Jiangtou Master took to the air again, opened his mouth and spat out a ball of liquid, and sprayed it on the Taoist talisman on the window.

The Taoist talisman was instantly dissolved, and the descending master saw the opportunity and wanted to break out of the window!

"Want to leave?!"

Lin Zitong collected the red umbrella and directly blocked the way of the Jiangtou master. He quickly formed seals in his hands and cast a spell on Jiangtou. On the teacher’s face!

"Ah!"

The head-dropping master screamed and stepped back. Half of his already rotten face was burned off by Lin Zitong's move.

The extremely angry Master was running around like a rat crossing the street, not daring to stop at all.

As soon as Yan Shou came to his senses, he saw the escape route of the Jiangtou division and stepped on his head!

Now, no matter how hard the head-lowering master struggled, he could not break free.

In order to prevent the head-lowering master from vomiting something strange again, Yan Shouyi turned his face to the wall.

"I shouldn't have given you a chance." Yan Shouyi said coldly.

The head-dropping master gritted his teeth: "Although I am dead, the bowing head I made will not dissipate. I curse the people of Chenjia Village to suffer misfortune, poverty, misfortune and disease from generation to generation. Haunted!!"

"If you really have that much powerWell, you are no longer a magician, but a god. ”

Yan Shouyi smiled disdainfully, held the Zanpakutō with his backhand, and gave him a fatal blow directly from the back of the head of the lowering master!

Originally, Yan Shouyi I really want to give the leader a chance.

But this guy doesn’t know how to cherish it, and Yan Shouyi can see that he doesn’t want to compromise at all.

So in the end, Yan Shouyi didn't intend to hold back anymore and killed this guy directly.

The head-dropping master's head twitched for a while, and finally he closed his eyes and mouth quietly.

" Is he dead? "

Long Feicheng walked out of the corner, frightened, fearing that this cunning head would suddenly open its eyes and bite him again.

"It should be too cold. ? "Yan Shouyi is not sure either.

After all, Jiangtou masters are not popular in mainland China, and they practice Yin magic. Not to mention famous and upright sects like Longhushan, and even folk shortcomings like the Luban sect. Everyone in the Dharma sect looks down upon them.

It can be said that they hit them every time they see them.

Therefore, Yan Shou doesn’t know much about the head-lowering masters.

Lin Zitong said uneasily: "How about I find an earthen jar, seal him with a Taoist talisman, and then bury him in the soil. This way, everything will be safe. "

"This is a good idea. ”

Yan Shouyi immediately asked Long Feicheng to go out to find an earthen jar. Yan Shou’s family has many such earthen jars.

Retrieve the earthen jar and lower his head. The master’s head was stuffed in, along with things like glutinous rice to ward off evil spirits, to prevent any other changes in the master’s head.

Long Feicheng also stuffed some star anise into it. He and Guiye went in, but Yan Shou rolled his eyes: "Where are you curing the meat? ”

“Don’t star anise and osmanthus leaves ward off evil spirits? "Long Feicheng said doubtfully.

"If you put these, you might as well put some wolfberry and ginseng in the wine. " Yan Shouyi said speechlessly.

Long Feicheng hesitated for a moment: "...is it okay? "

"Of course not! ! ”

Yan Shouyi really admires Long Feicheng’s thinking. After being a brother for three months, he still hasn’t been able to keep up with Long Feicheng’s thinking.

Sealing the earthen jar with a Taoist talisman and sealing it with loess mixed with chicken blood, Yan Shouyi dug a hole in the yard and buried the earthen jar in it.

This is basically foolproof.

If Yan Shouyi and Long Feicheng were not boys anymore, peeing on it would definitely ward off evil spirits.

After finishing all this, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Although there are still many doubts in my heart, at least I have solved the problem of the head-dropping master and I have no worries anymore.

After everyone cleaned up the scene, Yan Shouyi said:

"After a long night of work, there should be no problem. Let's go to bed early. Let's go to the mine to meet for a while tomorrow. Boss Zhou!"

No matter what, Boss Zhou had no clear relationship with the head-officer, and this matter threatened the safety of the villagers in Chenjia Village. Yan Shouyi must get to the bottom of it.

…

It was four o’clock in the morning when all three of them fell asleep.

Some industrious old people in the village have quietly gotten up, carrying hoes and going to work in the fields.

At this time, at the entrance of the village, a child, wearing only a red bellyband on a cold day, rode an old scalper and slowly walked into the village.

The scalpers were walking on the road with such swagger, but the elderly people along the way seemed not to see the scalpers at all.

The scalper didn’t make any sound.

Soon, the ox carrying the child came to the door of Yan Shou's family.

The child nimbly jumped off the back of the ox, easily climbed into the yard of Yan Shou's family, then looked around, and finally stood next to a piece of soft land.

He just stretched out his hand and hooked it, and the loess that had been trampled down by Long Feicheng spread out in all directions, as if there were bamboo shoots about to grow out of the ground.

Soon, the earthen jar containing the head of the master was pushed out.

When seeing the earthen pot, the child’s eyes changed slightly.

He picked up the earthen pot, ran out of the yard, and returned to the ox's back.

Huang Niu quickened his pace, left Chenjiacun, and ran to a nearby mountain temple.

The mountain temple has been abandoned for a long time. Except for the villagers who come to take shelter from the rain, not a single person is seen for most of the month.

When he came here, the child breathed a sigh of relief and carefully opened the earthen jar.

As soon as a crack was exposed in the earthen pot, disgusting liquid spurted out from inside!

The scalper let out a "moo" sound, and the liquid flew to the side without touching the child's face at all.

The child seemed a little angry, so he directly raised the jar and threw it on the ground!

Bang!

The earthen jar shattered and the head-dropper’s head rolled out.

He hasn’t evendie!

The head of the head-dropper fled quickly, spitting out star anise and osmanthus leaves from his mouth as he ran.

The child snorted and reached out to grab the air in front of him.

The head-dropping master who was about to rush out of the mountain temple in the next second actually appeared in the hands of the child. The child grabbed his intestines, shook him a few times, and then smashed him hard. on the ground.

The head-dropping master was so stunned that when he stopped, he didn’t even know how to run away, his head was spinning around on the ground.

"Who is so presumptuous and dares to tease me!!" the head-dropping master roared angrily.

When he came to his senses, he steadied his head and looked up.

In the mountain temple, there is a statue that is covered with spider webs and looks extremely dilapidated.

The strange thing is that the statue is not a majestic statue that seems inviolable.

But - a child riding an ox and wearing a bellyband.

The head-lowering master stared in disbelief and said: "You, you are the mountain god?!"

The child sat sideways on the back of the ox, with two feet. Swinging back and forth, the two silver rings on the ankles collided from time to time, making a crisp sound.