Chapter 8 Tiger Claw, Blood on the Tip of the Tongue

Southern fist, northern leg? Eighteen palm strikes to subdue the dragon? Dog-beating stick technique? My mind was in a complete mess as I faced Guo Er. I wanted to transform into the hero of the martial arts novel I had read, but imagination is beautiful, reality is cruel. In that instant, Guo Er was already charging at me.

Damn, it’s not over yet!

I don’t know how many times I’ve swore today, but I turned around and ran.

The yard was not big, and there were many flowers and plants, pots and pots, especially a tree standing in the middle. I ran in a terrible way, jumping up and down like a monkey, while Guo Er was relentlessly chasing after me, not showing any sign of giving up.

Time was passing by so slowly, I didn’t know how long I had been running. I was so exhausted that I could hardly see, and my lungs were wheezing like a bellows.

Finally, a flower pot tripped me up. In the moment I fell, I even felt a sense of relief, finally able to lie down for a while.

Of course, it was only for a moment, because Guo Er pounced on me the next instant.

I wanted to kick Guo Er away with my leg, but I didn’t have the strength or the opportunity to do so. Guo Er pounced on me, moving in a very strange way. Unlike when he pounced on others and bit them, he sat on my stomach, pressing my shoulder with one hand and pinching my chin with the other, as if he wanted to force my mouth open.

What does Guo Er mean? No, what does that hungry ghost mean? My jaw was pinched so hard that it hurt, but that didn’t stop me from thinking.

I had very little strength to resist, because I had just run for a long time and was almost exhausted. I was even fantasizing that it would be nice if a ghost possessed me right now.

But as the saying goes, one should not think too much, because if you do, it might come true. Just as I thought that, the “retribution” came.

Guo Er first forcefully opened my mouth, then his expression contorted, as if in pain. Next, I watched as his belly shrank, getting smaller and smaller, until it became a lump the size of an egg.

Guo Er was originally wearing a tattered and torn piece of clothing, which was torn into rags during the fight, so I could see the situation on his stomach clearly. It was better not to look, but as soon as I looked, I almost wanted to gouge out my own eyes and not look.

The egg-sized lump was rolling around on Guo Er’s stomach, as if it wanted to struggle out. The skin on Guo Er’s stomach was getting thinner and thinner, and after a short while, a strange face appeared, exactly the same as the face I saw in a trance, roaring at me.

At this point, I realized that the bag was not a tumor, and it was definitely not an egg! It was a living hungry ghost, no wonder the old man Jiang said it was a living creature.

When people are in an emergency, their minds work particularly fast. Suddenly, I thought of why Guo Er pinched my mouth. The hungry ghost was trying to escape from Guo Er’s stomach and enter my mouth.

It turned out that it had fallen in love with my body and wanted to live in me.

This idea, this disgusting way, almost made me want to vomit. At the same time, I couldn’t help but sigh, what a creative and creative hungry ghost, actually thinking of occupying the body of a Taoist priest, this is called the most dangerous place is the safest place?

I almost went crazy, and this crazy outburst from the bottom of my heart made my mental will suddenly harden. I yelled, pushed away Guo Er’s hand on my shoulder with one hand, and took advantage of the gap to punch Guo Er’s ‘egg’ on his stomach!

I used almost all my strength in this punch, and the bag emitted a strange sound between a chicken’s crow and a bug’s chirp, which immediately subsided. At this time, Guo Er finally felt the pain and immediately curled up like a shrimp.

But the evil thing is, I don’t know if it was the acid water in his stomach or the bitter bile that I hit out, but Guo Er actually sprayed, and I was inevitably sprayed in the face. The sour and stinky smell really stimulated me to almost vomit, and it was all in my throat.

Hero? The hero was in such a mess behind him, and the heroic image in the movies I occasionally watch was too different.

In addition, I have to be grateful for Guo Er’s miraculous digestive ability after the hungry ghost possessed him. Otherwise, I would have been sprayed in the face with the raw chicken he just swallowed?

At this time, I struggled to get up and tried to run away. If the situation had been better, I could have run into the house, locked the door, and given myself a little time to rest and delay things a little longer.

The only thing I was afraid of was running out of the yard. I knew that the not-so-tall wall couldn’t stop Guo Er, and that he was relatively normal in terms of intelligence, so he could open the door.

I couldn’t imagine what would happen if a person possessed by a hungry ghost ran out, so I had to drag him along while he was still interested in me.

Once again, imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. Guo Er was only “in a bad way” for a moment, and then he immediately seemed to explode, grabbed me, who was about to break free, and sat on me again.

This time, he not only grabbed my chin, but also my neck. The force was uncomfortable, but it didn’t kill me.

My face instantly turned red, and I couldn’t help but gasp for air. I tried to break free of his hand around my neck, but he squeezed my chin so hard that I couldn’t close my mouth.

The next moment, the terrifying scene reappeared. This time, the hungry ghost seemed to have learned a lesson and no longer wanted to break out of his stomach. Instead, he slowly moved upwards, upwards…

I was held in a vice, watching helplessly as the “egg” slowly rolled from Guo Er’s stomach to his chest, and then slowly to his throat…

At that moment, I thought my face must have looked terrible. If it was the same hungry ghost that was going to possess me, I would rather it burst out of my stomach than vomit it out of Guo Er’s mouth. That would be a disgusting sight that I could never bear in my life!

“Master, cats and tigers are of the same origin and are also strong spiritual beings. Why are cats yin and tigers yang?”

“Actually, tigers are not yang either. It’s just that tigers have the most negative energy. There is a legend that says that if someone sees a tiger, they can’t move, and then they can only be slaughtered. It is said that tigers have magic, or else they are being followed by a ghost (a kind of ghost) who was killed by a tiger and is confusing people. In fact, it’s not that simple. Of course, being afraid is one thing, but being overwhelmed by the tiger’s negative energy is the key.

“So I carry this tiger claw because it has a strong aura?”

“Yes, the tiger’s aura is very strong. In addition, the tiger’s yang energy is also very strong. As the saying goes, yin and yang coexist and complement each other. Like cats, tigers are also very spiritual, but their bodies are so strong, which is a manifestation of their yang energy. Cats are small and weak, so their spirituality, or yin, is exposed, giving them a somewhat gloomy appearance. But tigers are dangerous, and this is the reason for their domineering nature.”

“So everyone can wear tiger claws to ward off evil?”

“Haha, it’s not that simple. You need a special tiger claw, and the evil energy can harm others and yourself, so you need to use a special method! Your tiger claw is not simple, so wear it well.”

At this moment, I suddenly remembered a conversation between my master and me. I don’t know why I can remain so calm at this time.

I stopped trying to break Guo Er’s hand. He wasn’t going to strangle me anyway, so I reached for my own tiger claw and ripped it off, staring at the rolling egg.

The problem arose again. If I did it now, Guo Er’s throat would be pierced. If I didn’t control the force properly, the consequences would be serious, especially since Guo Er was already extremely weak. He might die.

Then I’d be a murderer?

I have to think of a way. I saw Guo Er’s expression growing more and more painful. The “egg” was already infinitely close to his throat. I had no doubt that the hungry ghost would come out the next moment.

And it will only be for a moment. I’m not sure if I can stab it with the tiger claw. What should I do? What should I do?

My cold sweat came out all at once. I saw Guo Er’s tongue pressing down, as if he was going to vomit. Tongue, tongue, tongue blood!

A flash of inspiration came to me, and suddenly I had a solution. Although it was a bit risky, I had to give it a try.